I thought we were still on the boat, but before I could figure it out, I saw a pavilion, a clear stream, and a curved path behind the trees.

The light moon is obliquely shining, the night wind is biting, and the sound of the waves is in my ears, I looked at Yang Xiuyi, and was about to ask where this place is, but I saw that his deep eyes were looking into the distance.

I followed my eyes and saw a cold figure sitting in the courtyard, a lone lamp swaying by the sea breeze, and a light and faint shadow of flowers fell on him. In the mottled patches, he could be seen burning off most of his hair and his skin that was red patches from the burns, and clumps of purple blood.

I sighed lowly, "He's so pathetic. ”

Yang Xiuyi said "um", led me to turn away, and I grabbed him: "Go up and comfort him." ”

"He won't listen."

I looked at Wu Luo, he leaned on the pavilion pillar slightly, and the silhouette of the cold material condensed into the wind and sea of heaven and earth, as if he was about to turn into ashes with them.

I said, "You haven't tried how to know." ”

"I haven't tried it, but I've experienced it."

The voice was light and fluttering, and it was a little messy by the sea breeze, I raised my head, he looked at Wu Luo, and suddenly said lightly: "Did Tang Caiyi tell you how he and Wu Luo met?" ”

I shook my head and thought for a while: "It is said that such a big family is the order of their parents, and the words of the matchmaker, some people don't know what their husbands will be like before entering the cave house, right?" ”

"Well, but they're not."

I pricked up my ears curiously, and he turned his head and smiled, "Want to hear?" ”

I nodded repeatedly, "Yes." ”

The sea breeze twisted our hair, and the warmth of his palms baked my cold body.

He just stood there and told me a brief story about them.

Tang Caiyi in this brief story is like another girl. I'm impressed.

Tang Caiyi was originally a martyr, and the so-called martyr is a unique occupation in Kyushu, eastern Handong.

The female is the yin, the piano is the guide, and the soul is called back for seven days. To protect the family home and bless future generations. In particular, many wealthy families have funeral parties in their homes that specially hire these young girls to play the piano in front of the new grave for seven days.

And the girl who plays the harp is called the martyr.

Not everyone can be a martyr, one can't be too ugly or too short, two can't be too hard, and three can't have a father, a brother and a brother in the family.

The undermaiden's work is not everyone's work. First, when the coffin is closed, you must personally look at the face of the deceased, and you can connect the eye edge, and it doesn't matter how many silver taels you have on the eye edge. The second is that if there is only one woman in the family, there must be a concubine, and if there are more than five sons in the family, they will not be accepted. Unless the number of daughters is higher.

In comparison, the martyr earns much more than the wizard, and the master also wanted me to be a martyr, but unfortunately Wangyun Mountain is prosperous and the yin is declining, and I can't learn the art of music in life or death, so he has to give up.

Seven years ago, when I was still preparing to go down the mountain, Tang Caiyi met Wu Luo. At that time, Tang Caiyi was a dead girl wearing a black hat and a plain black robe, and Wu Luo. He was a dead man lying in a coffin.

According to the custom, the martyr wanted to see the deceased in front of the coffin, and Tang Caiyi walked around the coffin in the hall twice under the attention of everyone, and said lightly: "I won't take it." ”

In Mrs. Wu's crying, Tang Caiyi said amazingly: "He is not dead, how can I take the life of the living?" ”

She asked someone to prepare a bath bucket of moon Luo Xianglu. Soak Wu Luo in it and hit him on the back of the head with a purple spirit stick. Wake him up from his slumber.

I know that this method is a way to solve the spell by falling into the soul sealing spell. And this is the solution. It's not enough to just knock with a purple spirit stick, but you also have to carefully boil six kinds of rare medicinal materials into a decoction, soak him for three or five hours every day, and dredge the meridians of his limbs, so that he can use the soul gathering technique to collect the aura of his body in the center of his eyebrows.

If I encounter this kind of business, I usually write a few medicine lists, and after receiving the money, I will leave with my sleeves up, but I really don't know what Tang Caiyi thinks, she just stayed, and actually went to collect medicine for Wu Luo in person.

Six kinds of medicinal materials are extremely difficult to find, she took six or seven strong men sent to her by Wu Mansion to search in the mountains for more than half a month, and when she came out, she was tired and was taken to Wu Mansion for recuperation.

During the days when she was recuperating, Wu Luo also woke up, because Tang Caiyi saved him from the tragedy of being buried alive, he naturally wanted to thank others, so after a good conversation back and forth, their feelings gradually grew, and the two were happy.

Although the Wu family is a family of merchants, and the business is the last business in the world's so-called three religions and nine streams, but in fact, rich is the boss, and it is impossible for the wealthy Wu family to fall in love with Tang Caiyi, a martyr who deals with dead people all day long.

It is said that when Wu Luo proposed to marry Tang Caiyi as his wife, Mrs. Wu said that she would consider it, and the next day she found an excuse to take Wu Luo away, and then took a group of sisters-in-law to find Tang Caiyi's trouble.

Usually in this case, the proud woman will walk away, and it is not your son. The stubborn woman will swim against the current, vowing to pull Wu Luo to fight with Mrs. Wu, waiting to raise her eyebrows.

Tang Caiyi is a proud and stubborn woman, she brushed her sleeves away, but did not give up, she made a comeback after suffering from humiliation and humiliation, and became the first tea girl in Desheng City, and also made tea for people in the most famous chess club in Desheng City.

A pot of good tea, a game of chess, and a song around the sound of the piano.

She has all three of the most elegant things from ancient times to the present, and fame is inevitable.

But compared to the martyr, the tea girl's income is very low, and it is very bitter, and more importantly, when she becomes a tea girl, she wanders in the market chess shop all the year round, and she is cheesy, so she can't go back to be a martyr.

Yang Xiuyi's voice was quite flat when he talked about this, but I faintly heard a sense of admiration from it.

Think about it, Desheng City is famous for women's tea, and the tea girl is naturally one of the best in the world, becoming the first tea girl in Desheng City, isn't that equal to the first tea girl in the world?

How did she do it in just two years?

I couldn't hold back, and interjected at this time: "Where did you hear it, is it a bit exaggerated, the skills of making tea for women in Desheng City have been cultivated since childhood, and Tang Caiyi was at least sixteen years old at that time, she was able to catch up with the skills that others have learned for nearly ten years when she left home halfway?" ”

Yang Xiuyi glanced at me: "When have I passed the clouds, since I can sue you one by one, then these things are naturally true, and you think it is impossible to become a monk halfway." Can you see Chu Qin's swordsmanship? ”

I don't look at it unhappily: "You want to say it's talent, this thing is really annoying, the world is unfair, and injustice is dead." ”

He smiled: "Talent naturally needs, and diligent practice is also essential." At the same time, there are tricks. ”

"Tricks?"

He raised his eyebrows and said quite arrogantly: "For example, Chu Qin, he is talented, and he is more able to endure hardships and practice diligently than ordinary people, as for tricks." With me personally mentioning him, can he not be better than others? ”

I pursed the corners of my mouth and despised him, but he ignored him and continued: "Tang Caiyi is the same, she worships at the door of the Liuxu Daoist. ”

I thought for a moment: "Liuxu Dao people? That Liuxu Daoist who owes my master an old debt? ”

He laughed, "Hmm. ”

Let's talk about Wu Luo. In the two years that Tang Caiyi left, Wu Luo had been looking for her, and this matter was mentioned by Yang Xiuyi, and I faintly remembered the day six years ago.

At that time, I was just about to go down the mountain, busy packing up things, one day when I passed by the front mountain gate, I saw dozens of servants standing there with a large number of treasures, and there was a handsome man in a brocade robe and a shirt sitting in the Ziwei Pavilion, begging the master to help him save the precious son.

I leaned over there and eavesdropped for a while. I vaguely heard that his son was seduced by a demon girl, and he was going to some evil place for a while, and then he was sleeping in the wilderness on the outskirts of the mountains. One by one, the guards of the new graves and others also said that they would participate in the gong and drum team and help people with funerals.

At that time, the master shook his head and only said one sentence: "Even my master can't do anything about idiots." ”

So, two years later, Tang Caiyi came back. I can almost imagine how ecstatic Wu Luo was.

But it didn't.

Probably because of the more timid psychology of his hometown, he became restrained and polite. and Tang Caiyi had a gentleman's friendship as light as clear water.

The two drank each other under the moon, and played the piano and chanted. Treading water by the lake, talking about poetry and writing, not talking about the love between men and women.

I think Wu Luo was afraid of hurting Tang Caiyi, and at the same time, he felt that he had no face to mention that matter to Tang Caiyi again, so he was very forbearing. But I didn't expect that Tang Caiyi, who was cold and proud in the story, couldn't help it first, and received no response after several explicit hints, she simply put a bag of kitsch medicine in Wu Luo's wine, and directly turned the clouds and rain with him in the pavilion, handing over her complete body to him.

Hearing this, I was dumbfounded, and I didn't hold back again: "She's too bold, she hasn't married yet, what if the Wu family still doesn't want her, what should I do, who will she marry in the future?" ”

Without waiting for Yang Xiuyi to speak, I immediately nodded and sighed: "I think I know." ”

He frowned: "What do you know?" ”

I looked at Wu Luo, and then at Yang Xiuyi, my face was slightly red, I stretched out my arm to wrap around his waist, and said softly: "The Dead Maiden and the Witch are actually the same, right?" ”

"Huh?"

"So the perception of the Undermaiden and the Shrine Maiden is similar."

He held up my head: "What's wrong with you?" ”

I whispered, "Cheng Cheng ......"

He trembled: "What? ”

"Actually, Tang Caiyi didn't want to marry Wu Luo, I probably felt that I would have no regrets in my life after doing that with him......" I rubbed my cheeks twice in his warm arms, "Oh, I think so too......"

These words were so sincere and sincere, revealing their hearts, but Yang Xiuyi took them out of context and knocked them my head: "You don't want to marry me?" ”

I tightened my arms and hugged them tighter, without speaking.

But I was secretly sighing in my heart, compared to the martyr, my status as a witch is obviously lower. Compared to the Wu family of the merchant family, Yang Xiuyi's terrifying family gate valve is like the sky above the clouds.

The Wu Mansion dislikes the martyr so much, so how will the Yang family dislike me?

What's more, I can't have children yet, and I'm a short-lived ghost, and, whether I volunteer or not, I'm an out-and-out ominous person, can the Yang family tolerate me?

And how am I willing to embarrass Yang Xiuyi on both sides, caught between me and the Yang family?

When I was in Xuancheng, one day Xiangzhu and I were listening to a book by the lake, and Mr. Storyteller made an idle remark, saying that most men in the world should be asked a question: "Who do you save when your daughter-in-law and mother kiss into the sea", which caused the audience to laugh.

At that time, Xiangzhu said that this was a stupid question, and it forced people into a difficult situation, what is the significance of this kind of question? said to save the daughter-in-law, that is unfilial piety. When it comes to saving mothers, that is a lack of affection. said to jump down and die together, that is a cowardly husband. Talking about who is close to save whom, this man is oily and smooth, and he is even more bloodless and assertive......

She cursed and cursed. I listened to the snoring, and in hindsight I realized how justified what she said.

Since there is no point in asking a question, then don't ask, because it will be a dilemma. That doesn't give people a choice.

I sighed softly in Yang Xiuyi's arms, he has paid so much for me, but I have never done anything for him, so in this kind of thing, if you can be sensible, you will be sensible.

At the beginning, Mr. Storyteller said that so many teenagers ran away because of their bad faces. The story of breaking with the family, I despise a man like this every time I hear it, what will happen if it is replaced by Yang Xiuyi, I really don't want to see that kind of situation, although I vaguely feel that he will have his own way of dealing with it.

"The Ninth ......"

I whispered, "Go on." What about them after the clouds and rain......"

But he stopped talking, and I looked up, and he looked down at me, his dark eyes were clear, with a hint of burning, a hint of anticipation.

I asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yang Xiuyi said in a deep voice: "Chu Jiu, if you were Tang Caiyi, what would you do?" ”

I was stunned: "Me? ”

"Hmm."

My face turned red: "...... I don't have to drug you. Your words, you ......" That time in Wufu, he touched his whole body, and kissed and gnawed on my chest. And touched my finger to mine, my ......

If you want to talk about drugged, in fact, it should be him drugged me, thinking of this, I hurriedly raised my head: "You look at me with this look, do you also want me to drugged you?" ”

"Poof! cough cough cough ......"

I reached out and patted him on the back. Under the moonlight, his snow-white handsome face floated a large flush. Disgusted, he pushed me away and whispered: "What's going on in your head!" ”

Ha. I'm annoyed, what kind of decent man and gentleman are you pretending to be with me? Who kissed and touched me! It's still the ninth year of junior high school, I've been thinking about you for a long time, you think I didn't hear it!

I glared at him angrily, my head pinned to the side: "I'm cold!" ”

He really pulled me back obediently, and his lips fell lightly on my forehead: "I'm asking you, if you were Tang Caiyi, what would you do when you were kicked out of the backyard by Mrs. Wu?" ”

"Did you ask me?"

"I just asked you."

"Okay." I sighed, "I was distracted at that point." ”

He put his arm around my waist: "Well, tell me, what will you do?" ”

Just now I said what a proud woman and a stubborn woman will do, and Tang Caiyi is a proud and stubborn woman.

If it were me......

I thought about it for a moment and said, "I should leave with my head held high." ”

His body stiffened, and I continued: "But I also love this kind of thing very much, but I don't have a good memory, and I have always had a grudge today...... But in fact, this kind of thing will not happen to me and Mrs. Wu. ”

He corrected me and said in a gloomy voice, "It's not Mrs. Wu, it's my mother." ”

I let out a long sigh, not knowing whether to tell him what I was thinking.

After some final thought, I decided not to say it, I don't have a few years to live, get married or something, although I have mentioned it myself a few times, but ...... It's still not going to work out until the day I die.

Although I am a girl in the mountains, I also know how important a marriage letter is, this is a name. The reality of husband and wife is sometimes nothing, for example, the women in the Qing-Lou, how many people have they been married to? However, isn't it because he is afraid that he will become a lonely ghost after death, so he goes around looking for wizards to pray for blessings when he is alive?

However, after my Tian Chujiu died, I am afraid that I will not even be able to do a lonely soul and a wild ghost. So this title is irrelevant to me after all.

Yang Xiuyi urged me in a low voice: "The ninth day of the first month? ”

My fingers circled his thin waist, and my fingertips gently pinched a few tufts of his long black jade hair that was blown by the sea breeze, and said in a muffled voice: "Yang Xiuyi, do you want to listen to the truth or lie?" ”

He didn't speak, he was silent for a long time, and he said lightly: "You don't have to say anything." ”

I closed my eyes: "Hmm." ”

He hugged me tightly, his voice was as clear as the ethereal sea breeze, as if he was saying to himself: "Actually, if you are willing to stay with me, it will already be ......" The wind suddenly became louder, "...... I can't ask for anything more, since I was a child, I've been afraid to scare you away, and I've guarded you carefully......" was kissed lightly by him on the forehead, "...... I won't let you leave me, never again. ”

got up from his arms, and looked at the long pavilion again, Wu Luo was no longer there, the lone lamp was still flickering, and I whispered, "What about others." ”

"Gone."

"Then we ......"

He took my hand and walked towards the gazebo: "I have something serious to tell you, come." ”

The gazebo stands on a high slope, step by step. Gradually, I could see the huge figure on the beach, and the exaggerated ship was moored.

At this time, the wind sent the lonely lamp towards it, and in the smoke and water, the shadows were illusory, and a ruined barren ship and a prosperous brocade ship were ghosted together.

I pulled Yang Xiuyi's sleeve: "What's going on?" ”

He glanced at it. Said lightly: "Phantom Array." ”

"Lu Shuangxian is set?"

"Hmm."

"Why?"

"Stupid." He floated a sentence, "Hide people's eyes." ”

"Whose eyes and ears are you covering?"

"Everyone's eyes and ears are hidden."

As he spoke, he walked up to the gazebo.

Pavilion flying hexagonal, carved beams and painted rattans, the lacquer color is slightly peeling, and there is a faint fishy smell in some places.

Yang Xiuyi took his robe and sat down on the side. I was next to him to get heat, and he pointed into the distance: "Look at that." ”

There was silence in the darkness, and I couldn't see anything, and I frowned: "What are you looking at?" ”

He hugged me: "Calm down and take a closer look." ”

I closed my eyes. Then I opened it again, my eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and slowly looked, an isolated island like an ingots appeared in the night.

There was a strange feeling coming out of my mind, but I couldn't say what it was.

Just looking at the small island, the three mountains are undulating, very simple, not hideous and twisted. There are also no oblique deformities. And in such a night, it was quiet and peaceful, but I felt that it was too quiet...... It's inexplicably weird.

I looked back at Yang Xiuyi. Glaring inquiringly, he whispered, "We came out of the ghost place and landed on that small island. ”

"The one for a lot of fishermen?"

"Hmm."

I frowned slightly, and he continued, "There are two kinds of people living on that island. ”

I nodded, "Men and women." ”

With a pop in the head, he said helplessly: "It's a man and a shark." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Shark? ”

"Well, mermaids are good at illusion. If not, how could you and Xiaoyu get hurt? ”

My heart tightened: "Have you found out who it is?" ”

He looked at me. The undercurrent in her eyes swelled lightly: "I wasted one of her hands." ”

I immediately said angrily: "Only one hand was wasted?!" ”

"The Ninth ......"

When I thought of Master's blood-stained clothes, I felt a lot of cruelty in my heart: "Yang Xiuyi! It's too light! How can you just scrap her hands! She hurt my master! ”

"Listen to me."

I closed my eyes. In an instant, the heart seemed to be soaked in the red dust of the long years, burning countless red flames, and the blood was annihilated and rekindled.

He hugged me tightly: "Do you remember the realm of reincarnation?" ”

I ignored him indignantly, and strongly suppressed the anger in my heart.

He continued: "I told you when I was a child that the most terrible thing in the world is not demons and monsters, but the change of the human heart from good to evil, do you remember? ”

I heard my own voice cry coldly, "What do you want to say?" ”

He paused: "I heard that you bit someone and threatened to push a small child into the water?" ”

I let go of his hand and got up, glaring at him angrily, "What the hell are you trying to say!" ”

He looked at me quietly, his dark eyes ancient and serene: "Chu Jiu, your usual eyes are very clean. He said softly word by word, "But Ah Xue said that in your eyes I read the turbidity, anger, and evil energy. He stared deeply at me, "Now I see it too." ”

I looked out of the water, trying to calm my breathing.

I know what he's talking about.

Turbidity, I've always had it, and when I'm backlashed, I'm stupid and stupid, and I can feel like I'm looking at it myself.

Angry, now angry, I can faintly see countless black shadows in my eyes. I tried desperately to suppress it, but with the turbidity, I couldn't do it.

Hell, who knows when I got this stuff? Could it be Candle Division? My eldest brother is no longer young because of his evil spirit, but I didn't, I thought it was because of my special physique and witch blood, can't I suppress it now, and I began to slowly eat me?

I subconsciously touched my face, thinking about being a short-lived ghost anyway, what if I wasn't young.

Yang Xiuyi stretched out his hand: "Chu Jiu, come here." ”

I paused and walked up.

With a tug of his long arm, he scooped me into his arms and whispered, "Do you know why I didn't kill her?" ”

I shook my head.

"She also has two children, and if I kill her, the two children will be lonely and become like you."

I didn't speak, he continued, "Do you still want to kill her now?" ”

"Master is not dead, you can let her go."

He smiled slightly, and said, "Are you afraid of the realm of reincarnation?" ”

Completely subvert people's hearts, strange as strange, how not afraid.

I nodded: "I'm afraid." ”

He said softly: "In this way, if you are eaten by turbidity in the future, you will think about the realm of reincarnation and this merman." ”

I was stunned for a moment and raised my eyes: "You keep this merman just to let me read it?" Let me have good thoughts? ”

He dropped a kiss on my forehead: "You have always been good. ”

ps: Sure enough, the interaction between Chu Jiu and Xiuyi is the best to write, and I got it in two hours with more than 6,000 words, and I'm finally not brain-dead...... i861