67, spring stone

A stone arch crosses the height, like a natural door, with a slight moss on it. There is also spring water oozing out of nowhere, dripping from above, becoming a curtain of half jade beads.

Ru Sanshui followed the sound of the water and came to an open place with fewer tall trees and more shrubs. On the slope paved with gravel, the clear mountain spring is bubbling and flowing, and the water is about eight zhang wide and not deep, and the round foundation stone can be seen.

The sunlight enters the eyes, forming a multicolored circle of light and falling obliquely on the water.

Ru Sanshui sat on the water's edge and praised sincerely: "The scenery of the mountain behind your house is unique. ”

Jiang Heng stood behind her, just looking at her silently and not answering.

Ru Sanshui had followed him back to Xinzhou's Jiang family for five days, and he lived in the side courtyard of his Zeyuan.

She didn't say a reason for agreeing to go back to Xinzhou with him, so he was always very puzzled.

He thought that his pale promise would not do anything, and he thought of more excuses, and even planned to tie her up and come back if he really had no choice.

But she readily agreed to a stranger's offer. Obviously, he said that he was going to kill her before, saying that he was a stranger, and it would be more appropriate to describe him as an enemy.

Ru Sanshui suddenly asked without a clue: "Is your family related to Taoism?"

"They regard us as a sidewalk, in fact, if our immortal path is more orthodox than yours, in the eyes of those Taoist priests, we are all the same crooked and evil ways, fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter. Why are you interested in Taoism? There are some Taoist temples in Shinshu......"

"I don't have to be interested, and I don't want to worship, maybe any of the twelve golden immortals in it are still my Taoist friends. ”

After all, they are all under the throne of Yuan Shi Tianzun, but among the many disciples, she is probably the most unproductive. I don't know what the ancestor mentioned in the history of the Liang family, that is, her senior brother, is in a situation now, maybe it is one of the twelve golden immortals?

Ru Sanshui pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "If the resident has not deceived me, then so many apprentices, why am I mixed up like this?"

Jiang Heng thought for a long time and didn't understand what she was talking about, and finally just treated her as gibberish. The terrain here is higher, he looked into the distance, and found that his younger brother's carriage and horse had entered Jiangchengwu at this moment and was parked outside Jiang's house.

The two most valued sons of the Jiang family, in addition to him Jiang Baize, are this younger brother Jiang Baili. Although this younger brother is close to him, he is always staring at his heir position and wants to become the next head of the family.

The order to search for Ru Sanshui was given by Jiang Baili, and he should have heard some rumors at this moment, so he hurried back.

Jiang Heng looked carefully, and he didn't see Jiang Baili in the convoy far away. But he suddenly felt a fierce killing intent behind him, as well as a familiar sword wind.

Before he could turn back, he knew what had happened: "Ah Huai!

The blade of the sword was full of castration, and he couldn't hold it for a while, so Jiang Baili had to turn sharply to the right, sweep his legs, and reverse the castration. The hem of the clothes turned, the blade of the sword pointed to the ground, and the blade of the sword trembled lightly.

Ru Sanshui squatted there disappreciatively and continued to play in the water, without getting up. Jiang Heng turned around and walked over, took his brother's sword, and put it into the sheath for him.

"She was invited back by her brother?"

"Yes. ”

"Do you know how much effort I spent searching for this witch?"

Jiang Heng nodded: "Just because I know, I want to explain to you seriously, and I want to protect her." ”

Jiang Baili looked sideways at Ru Sanshui, angry: "Why!"

"I don't think the rumors are true, I've investigated, she only removes the corpses and kills the cultists of the Night God. He has never harmed innocents, and even healed and rescued ordinary people. ”

Jiang Baili believed in his brother, but he was still unconvinced: "Even if she is innocent, the world is ashamed of her, and the three words of Sanniang have become a symbol of evil." If you don't get rid of it, you can't reassure people. ”

Jiang Heng: "Then from today on, Xiao Sanniang is dead, and I Jiang Baize personally cut it off." The man in front of you is a man, just an ordinary retinue by my side. ”

"But why bother......

Jiang Heng is upright: "Jiang Huai, with her under her command, it will be my greatest help." ”

When Ru Sanshui heard this, he wiped his hands playing with the water and left alone. She felt that this was right, that no one had to bother to protect her just because she felt that she was "kind", that she had to be valuable.

After this private conversation, Jiang Huai spread the news of Sanniang's death according to Jiang Heng's words.

Jiang Heng still had some affairs, and soon went out, and Ru Sanshui wandered around boredly in his courtyard.

When I got to the place about the study, the door was locked. She wanted to find some books to read, looked around, made sure that there was no one, and went straight through the window.

When I entered, I was greeted by two landscape paintings on the wall. One of them is unsigned, the distant green is slow, the fairy mist is shrouded, and the boat in Lianhu is moving.

Ru Sanshui was unconsciously attracted and looked at it a few more times. I just don't know why it seems to be a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere. I couldn't think about it for a long time, but I thought that it should be that the best works all have a common spirituality, so it feels familiar.

The accompanying poem is Wang Maha's "After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn." The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat. Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay. ”

Ru Sanshui looked at the painting for a long time, recited the poem twice, and praised: "Worthy of it!"

Then he turned his head and took a closer look at another close-up picture: the mountains and rocks are rugged, the pine pine is strong in autumn, the clear spring is murmuring, and the moon is hidden behind the bamboo, and there is faint dew and light on the bamboo leaves.

Ru Sanshui was stunned, suddenly as if he was there, and suddenly reacted, it is rain not dew, although there is no inscription in this one, it is clear that the first two couplets of the inscription just now.

One made her feel that the poem was appropriate, and the other made her feel that the interpretation was perfect. This poem has a context before and an intention afterward, but she thinks that the best thing is the first two couplets, and she can't help but compare the two paintings in her own heart.

Her gaze stopped on the payment of the latter one, and she couldn't help but exclaim, Jiang Baize.

At the end of the night's inspection, Jiang Heng returned to his courtyard, which was empty and there were no lights. He held his breath and couldn't hear any movement.

"Coming back?"

Ru Sanshui's voice came from above him. Jiang Heng was secretly startled, and silently relaxed his vigilance.

He took two steps back and looked at Ru Sanshui, who was lying on his back on the roof. Ru Sanshui also looked at him with his head down. If it weren't for the fact that she was holding one leg crossed, and she still had a sugar skewer in her mouth that she didn't know where she got it, this snow-skinned and black-haired person would be a living female ghost no matter how she looked.

Her hair was scattered, her bones were extremely flexible, and her whole body slid downward, but the tiles did not make any sound. Jiang Heng took two steps back, Sanshui fell, and one turned over and landed slowly, silently.

"The name of the ghost girl is not false. Jiang Heng said.

"You're welcome. ”

Sanshui chewed the sugar skewers and said: "Now it can still be regarded as a person, it used to be like smoke, and it could float from Luzhou to Huangshan." ”

Jiang Heng shook her head, she always didn't know what to say, so this time he still only treated her as nonsense.

"Can I see why you agreed to come with me?"

After eating the sugar skewers, Ru Sanshui let go of his hand downward, and the bamboo skewers fell straight into the soil of the flower bed to stand.

She replied with bulging cheeks, "It's also the same to find the lair of the Night God Cult, and it's easier to find it with a group of people than for me to find it alone." ”

She suddenly approached Jiang Heng's eyebrows, and there were many differences from the last time she saw him.

"Your Jiang family is good at changing their appearance, I know it, but I have never had the privilege of seeing it. Ru Sanshui said with a smile.

Then she thought about it, and suddenly realized: "In the small town outside Yingzhou City that day, the white-clothed protΓ©gΓ© who wanted to kill me was you?"