In the fourteenth year of Yangming, on August 15, the lights of Ayaluo City were bright. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The mighty water of Qinchuan gradually stabilized as it passed through Lishan, giving birth to this water town with a thriving silk weaving industry. Due to its location in the south, there are four distinct seasons here, with short winters and long summers. The tributaries of the Qinchuan River pass through the city, so the pavilions and pavilions are all built near the water, and the heavy bluestone pavement is mottled with moss. The people are simple and live a healthy life.

This day coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival, and every household hangs out silk lanterns, wandering in five lights, and the ten colors are separated. Gorgeously dressed women are in groups, laughing and laughing. The children put up lotus lanterns, and one by one they flowed down with the water like Xue Tao's note, and the firelight reflected the moon shadow in the water.

The most prestigious music square in the city is ten miles of spring breeze, and the car in front of the door is still like a dragon. The carved railings are brightly lit, staggered, beautiful women and wine, such as heaven and earth.

Dance low willow building heart moon, singing peach blossom fan bottom wind.

A little girl with a pink carving bounced up onto the stone bridge, holding a bamboo bird in her hand. Her gaze was a little envious as a woman on the shore with her children put a river lantern, and three lotus flowers bloomed in the warm yellow firelight, slowly drifting towards the middle of the river, and drifting away with the water.

"May Langjun be successful and his children safe."

Zige heard the woman say reverently and bowed to the moon. A pair of children are young and ignorant, and they are playing freely.

Stability, peace and joy in this world are the blessings of the people. Since Emperor Gao's Yang ascended the throne, there has been no war in the world, more than ten years of wind and rain, the saint has worked hard, and the world has returned to the heart.

However, Zige doesn't know about national affairs. She has always relied on her mother for her life and stayed in the spring breeze. Although the mother is weak and quiet, she is proficient in singing and dancing and can compose music and dance for Aunt Zhao's singers. Today is her birthday, she should have passed the age of going to private school, but her mother was unwilling to let her go to school, so she ran out in a fit of anger and wandered the streets alone.

In a little while, it will be the most complete moon tonight. She also wanted to make a wish to the moon, hoping that her mother could change her mind and let herself go to a private school like other children.

"Phoenix Phoenix, our wishes, can Chang'e really hear them?"

She looked at the bamboo bird in her hand and muttered.

If you go home so late, if you are caught by Aunt Zhao, you will probably be scolded again. However, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, people come and go in the garden, and the aunt must be in the front hall to greet those dignitaries, and she only needs to go through the small door in the courtyard.

She blinked. I don't know if it's because the lights on the water are swaying or because I'm too tired, but the full moon in the water is actually a demonic red. She turned her head to look at the sky, and saw that a dark red cloud was gradually obscuring the moonlight, and at first glance, the moonlight was a strange red.

"Mother, was the moon eaten by the tengu?"

A child tuggs at the hem of his mother's skirt and points to the sky. Many people stopped to watch because of this vision.

"The moon of blood rises...... Blood Moon ......"

A woman in purple walked to herself, followed by a cloaked child, connected by a strip of cloth. She stared straight at the moon, didn't look at the road, and bumped straight into Zige.

"Ouch."

Zige fell to the ground, screaming in pain, and the bamboo bird also fell aside.

"You...... You, it's you. Instead of stepping forward to help her, the woman took a few steps back in shock, her voice hoarse and unpleasant.

"Who are you? I don't know you. Zige looked at her with some fear. Beneath the cloak, her eyes shimmered with an unusual glow.

"The bright moon is out, and the dark moon is supplemented...... Heroine, heroine ......"

She suddenly knelt on one knee and grabbed Zige's wrist, a look of ecstasy flashing in her bright eyes.

"You let go of me! Help me! ”

Zige struggled. The woman's fingers were so hot that there was a tingling pain where she touched her wrist, but she couldn't break free.

"The moon rises in the mountains, and the rivers and mountains change hands...... Alpine moonrise ......"

The woman let go of her hand, shouted excitedly, and spun away, her sharp and piercing voice echoing in the night sky for a long time with the strange sound of silver bells.

Zige sat in shock, and the place she touched was still scorching. Closing her eyes, fragments of fragmented memories flashed through her mind.

"Zige...... Let's go, never set foot in Kyoto again in this life! ”

A woman screamed her name in a mournful voice, and the fierce officers and soldiers pushed her to the ground, and the next second, blood gushed out.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?"

A gentle voice rang out abruptly. She looked up in horror and found a thin and weak young man standing in front of her, dressed in white, with a friendly smile on his lips. He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to help Zige, but he felt that it was inappropriate, and his hand hung in the air a little awkwardly.

"I ...... It's okay, thank you. Zige smiled at him reluctantly, held his hand, and stood up lightly.

"That woman has been around for a lot of people, and she talks crazy when she meets people, so you don't have to worry too much."

Zige nodded absentmindedly, the flashback of that moment just now was too real, and she felt inexplicably sorry for the woman who had passed away.

"I've got to go first. There will be a period later. ”

"Girl, your thing!" The young man shouted behind him, and Zige waved his hand without looking back.

"I'll give it to you."

Zige didn't know that the young man had been watching his back go away.

The lights of the Le Fang are like daylight, but the other side is a different scene. The willow tops on the moon reflect the narrow courtyard that is empty and clean. An ever-bright lamp was lit in the room, and a slender figure swayed on the paper window.

A song "Entering the Array", the style of the song is majestic and open, like thousands of troops galloping on the Qinchuan. But in this situation, there is endless sorrow.

Zige slowed down her steps and entered the door, the sound of the piano stopped, and the woman looked back at her and did not speak.

"Mother, I met strange people on the street today."

Zige meekly rested her head on her mother's lap and showed her her red and swollen wrists. The mother noticed that the birthmark on her hand had turned blood-red, and her face suddenly changed.

In the night breeze in the distance, there was a faint echo of the still sharp shout.

"Is there anybody...... What did I tell you? The mother's face turned a little pale, and she asked urgently.

"There was a woman who told me about the moon and the heroine, and the voice was terrifying."

Zige replied in a low voice, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. Although the mother is usually strict, she has never been so frightened, and her expression is miserable. She watched as her mother stood up, walked to the bookcase, and took something out of the top locked box.

"Ge'er, my mother has something to tell you."

Outside the window, the sound of cicadas in late summer hid the whispers in the house.