When night fell, the two husbands took the gong and the other took the bang, knocking while walking, "tuk tuk ——— bang".

"It's dry, watch out for the candles."

"Close the doors and windows to prevent fire and theft."

The two sang and harmonized.

A carriage sped past the two of them, and drove forward with the sound of chariots.

"It's dark this day, and it's easy to hit people with such a fast car." One of the galleys shook his head and sighed.

"Bang" The sound of a hard object hitting the flesh came.

"You're right!" The other husband gave him a strange look.

The carriage knocked down a man and without even stopping, it rolled over him and plunged into the darkness of the night.

"Help!" The two givers ran as fast as they could.

One of the galleys lifted the man up, and the other shone a lantern on his face and hurriedly asked, "How is it?" Is the injury serious? ”

"Ahh

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Liren Street, Yang's small courtyard.

Yang Muyun sat on a rattan chair, looking at a bright moon in the sky, today is not the middle of the month, but the moonlight is still very bright, sprinkled in the courtyard, like a layer of frost.

"The moon hangs in the sky and is the most beautiful time of the night, and such a time is best for staying at home." Yang Muyun stretched his waist lazily.

"Husband, why are you still outside? Come back to the house with me. Shiso lifted the curtain and walked into the courtyard.

"It's comfortable to stay outside." Yang Muyun yawned.

"Be careful of being blown by the wind, come in, I wrote two lines of poetry, you can help me see it." couldn't help but say, pull up Yang Muyun and leave.

"Once a woman marries you, she wants to lock you up in her." Yang Muyun smiled bitterly.

On the bookcase was a piece of chalk paper with two lines of delicate handwriting.

"The warm breeze in late spring is nestled in the green trees, and the willows are full of golden wisps." Yang Muyun read it softly.

"People don't know how to write the next two sentences, husband, you can continue, okay?"

"It's May now, the warm breeze of late spring and the green trees are nestled together, blowing up the thousands of golden willow branches of the willow trees, Madame's poetic mood!"

"What? Stumped our Yang Xiucai? Shiso's charming eyes glared at him.

"It doesn't matter if you're stumped, Madame can still ask Ning Gongzi!" Yang Muyun laughed.

"Nasty—" Shiso raised her pink fist and struck him on the back.

"Okay, don't joke with Madame, the next two sentences for the husband have already been figured out." Yang Muyun picked up the pen, dipped it in thick ink, walked the pen away, and wrote two lines of strong and powerful words with a brush.

"Nong moved the zither to the jade pillar, and there was nowhere to find flowers in his dreams." Shiso read it carefully, and her beautiful eyes glanced at her meaningfully. "I'm fiddling with the zither pillar decorated with Luo Tian, but you're looking for flowers in your dreams and haven't found them yet." Shisu seemed to smile and straightened up his chest and stepped forward, with the intention of asking the teacher to ask for guilt. "Say, which flower are you looking for?"

"Of course it's Madame, what flower in this world is more beautiful than Madame?" Yang Muyun was slightly stunned and hurriedly said with a smile.

"You wrote poems and gave them away everywhere, and when you were in Chaohu, a song of Cai Ling Nu picked the heart of the little girl. Is the flower you are looking for in your dream her? The corners of Shisu's mouth curled slightly, and his gaze became sharp.

"Madam, you are too careful...... Yang Muyun secretly complained, it was really unexpected to compose a poem like this." Madame, you are so beautiful, there is no second woman who can match you, how can I still think about others. ”

Zi Su sighed softly, and the sharp gaze in her eyes disappeared: "What's the use of a woman just being beautiful, no matter how beautiful she looks, there will be a day when the person next to the pillow will get tired of looking at it, and then ......" The beautiful eyes looked at Yang Muyun: "Husband, will you let me leave quietly?" ”

"Madam, I'm ......" Yang Muyun's heart softened, and he was about to persuade a few more words. Suddenly, his face changed, and his stretched brows twisted into a knot.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Shiso also saw the change in his face.

"Shhhh

"At night, the moon hangs in the sky, and suddenly I hear the sound of the terrible bone flute, and the sound of the whirlwind makes people explore, and it is said that the ghouls are the best!" Yang Muyun remembered this record of the seventeenth year of Hongwu in the Nansi Case Collection, and he heard a trace of the sound of a terrible musical instrument, the sound was far away, and it stands to reason that ordinary people can't hear it here. But Yang Muyun can hear it, he has martial arts, is proficient in hidden weapons, is the best at listening to the wind and distinguishing positions, and his ear power is far stronger than that of ordinary people.

"Xu'er—" Yang Muyun shouted loudly.

"Master-" Su'er heard Yang Muyun's summons and hurriedly ran in.

"You stay with Madame, and you are not allowed to leave her for a moment." As he spoke, he picked up the embroidered spring knife hanging on the wall, and said to Shiso: "Madame, I will come when I go." With that, he hurried out.

"Husband, you haven't changed your clothes yet...... Zi Su didn't finish speaking, and Yang Muyun had already gone far away.

Out of the house, Yang Muyun ran all the way north, ran about four or five hundred meters, and saw two husbands who fell to the ground without possessing their souls at an intersection.

"What happened?" Yang Muyun asked sharply.

"People...... No, the ghost, the ghost who was hit by the carriage and died, headed north. One of the grooms said tremblingly.

Yang Muyun looked at the deserted street in the north, froze, and chased north with a knife.

Chasing all the way away, and not seeing half a ghost, Yang Muyun stood on the empty street, closed his eyes, stabilized his mind, and listened carefully to the movements around him. The mournful sound of the instrument was gone.

Yang Muyun opened his eyes blankly, not knowing where to look. After being stunned for a moment, he turned around and was about to walk back.

"Stop—" He heard a shout from the front, and quickly ran over to a group of people and surrounded him. The first person had a short beard, wore a black sand hat, a feather tail on the top, a black armor on the outside, and a round-necked blue robe on the inside. Looking at the lanterns played by the people around them, the words Ying Tianfu were pasted on them, and it turned out to be a group of Ying Tianfu catchers.

I saw the blue-robed catcher shouting, "Who are you?" Dare to run wild in the street with a knife in the middle of the night. ”

Yang Muyun angrily took out his waist card and shook it in front of him.

The blue-robed catcher glanced at it lightly, was suddenly startled, and hurriedly bowed down: "It turned out to be the lord of the Jinyi Guard, and the lower officials have offended a lot here, and I hope to forgive the sin." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just ......" Yang Muyun didn't finish speaking, only to hear a dog barking from the side of the root moat of the Imperial City in Ludong, and following the sound, he vaguely saw a group of wild dogs as if they were dragging something from the river to the shore.

Yang Muyun walked up quickly, and the group of catchers hurriedly followed.

As soon as the wild dogs dragged the thing from the river to the shore, they saw a group of men running towards them with open fire, and they barked a few times and fled in all directions.

"Come and take a picture of what it is?" Yang Muyun said to those catchers. At that moment, two catchers who ran in front of them quickly carried lanterns and shone them up.

Yang Muyun used a knife to cut the clothes on the corpse, and found that the corpse was gray-black, with shriveled skin and deep-set eyes, emitting a disgusting corpse smell.

"W-How can there be a dead man in this river?" The blue-robed catcher screamed in surprise, and all the catchers widened.

Yang Muyun didn't say anything, he cut the skin of the corpse with a knife, turned the skin out, revealing a white flower inside, and when he looked closely, it was all round, white and dead little insects.

"Sure enough, it's these corpses again." Yang Muyun snorted.

Except for Yang Muyun, all the people around looked numb and had goosebumps all over their bodies. Some people even put down the lanterns in their hands, squatted by the river and vomited loudly.

Yang Muyun picked out a few dead insects and wrapped them in a piece of cloth, and turned around to leave. The blue-robed catcher hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "My lord, may I ask about this corpse ......?"

"Oh, you should look at this corpse in Tianfu!" Yang Muyun bypassed him and walked away without looking back.

"Boss, what about this corpse?" The catchers at the bottom asked the blue-robed catcher.

"What else can I do? Jinyiwei can ignore it, can we ignore Tianfu? Carry the body back to the government morgue, and post a notice tomorrow to call someone to claim it. ”

"Ahh

"You go—"

"No, you go and lift—"

"Gross-"

......

Yang Muyun returned to the original intersection, and the two husbands were still sitting on the ground unrelentingly.

He bent down and smiled at them: "Two, I am the official who pursued the Jiangyang thief, and the ghoul you saw who was knocked down by the carriage just now was dressed as the Jiangyang thief, understand?" ”

"Hmm-" The two of them replied in a daze.

"If I hear a rumor spread that the city is haunted at night and causes panic among the people, I'll send you two to the government for action, do you hear?" Yang Muyun said sharply.

"Adult, the little one doesn't dare to say, the little one understands—" The two of them said busily.

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"We're almost home." Yang Muyun took two steps tightly, his brows furrowed, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his forehead. I ran for a while, and the wound on my back hurt again.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard gate, I heard Su'er's voice: "Master, you're back!" ”

"Husband-" Zi Su greeted him, and at a glance he saw Yang Muyun's face pale, his head broke out in cold sweat, and his complexion shriveled, "What's wrong with you?" Su'er, help me help the old man into the house. ”

Yang Muyun lay on the bed, his upper body exposed, and Zi Su wrung out a wet towel soaked in hot water and wiped his wound carefully.

"The wound opened again, and a lot of blood oozed out, you look at you, what happened, and ran out in a hurry without explaining anything." Shisu said angrily.

"Madame, don't say it, I'm fine!" Yang Muyun's voice was a little weak.

"Look at your face and say it's okay." Shiso's slender hand, which was scrubbing his wounds, pressed down slightly.

"Ahh ”

"Didn't you say it's okay?" Shisu smiled and teased.

"Miss—" Su'er brought the wine, ointment, and gauze. The perilla was first rubbed on the wound with medicinal wine, and then applied ointment.

"Husband, tomorrow I will take you to Tongchun Hall, and let Mr. Lou Bufan Lou see how your wounds are treated." Shiso said as he bandaged him.

"No need madam, I'm just an external injury, just take care of it."

"Husband, I don't have much to look at Mr. Lou, he saw it last time you were injured, and it's good to let him come up with a prescription that can make your injury heal faster." Shiso persuaded.

Yang Muyun was about to refuse, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the bed drapery to give off a soft glow.

Shisu sat on the edge of the bed, wearing a soft gauze dress as thin as cicada wings, with a few bright red peonies embroidered on the white bandeau and a seductive curve, she reached out and pulled out the hosta with inky green silk, and her hair poured down like a waterfall, reflecting her jade-like stunning face even more out of the world.

Yang Muyun couldn't help but look stupid, and reached out to hold her delicate and delicate. Zisu's hand trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes lowered, and she bit her lips lightly: "Husband, your injury is not healed......" Seeing that he did not speak, he was afraid that he would be unhappy: "Wait until your injury is healed...... I promise you, I'll give you everything, okay? Qingquan's eyes looked at him uneasily.

Yang Muyun held her hand tightly, "Madame thinks too much, I just want to talk to you for a while, come, lie down." ”

Zi Su smiled shyly, lying on his side with his head in his hand, and a pair of beautiful eyes were shining with stars: "What does the husband want to talk to me about?" ”

"Madame is proficient in music and music, and is good at playing musical instruments, in addition to playing the piano, I wonder if she can also play the flute?"

"What? Do you want me to blow it to you? The corners of Shiso's mouth were slightly upturned, revealing snow-white braided shells.

"No, I'm just curious, what does Madame's flute look like?"

Shisu smiled, got up and took out a snow-white jade flute in a narrow sandalwood box.

"Husband, you see, this is a jade flute made of the best mutton fat white jade, and the sound blown out of it is pure, the tone is clear and tactful, and the sound quality is much mellower and softer than that of ordinary bamboo flutes and jade flutes."

Yang Muyun took it in his hand and stroked it gently, the flute body was cool and smooth, and the color was shiny, which should be the best product.

"Do you want me to blow it to you?" Shisu asked playfully.

"If Madame had a flute made of bones, I'd like to hear you play it." Yang Muyun smiled.

The smile on Shiso's face froze for a moment, showing a look of surprise.

"Husband's words are so strange, how did you come up with the idea of a flute made of bones?"

"I've heard people say it, so I'm curious about what the music will look like on the bone flute?"

"I don't know much about this, it's rare to hear of a flute made of bones in the Central Plains, and this kind of flute is relatively common in the barbarian land of the frontier."

"Why is that?"

"The texture of the bone flute is relatively rough, it is difficult to get into the elegant hall, and the timbre blown by the bone flute is sharp and poignant, which is not good for soundtrack. Therefore, the people of the barbarian lands on the frontier mostly use bone flutes to imitate the sounds of animals to summon prey......"

"Oh? Listening to his wife's words is really better than reading a book for ten years. Yang Muyun bowed.

"Husband, why should we be so polite between husband and wife?"