A few days later, on the eve of the Midyear Festival. There is only half a month's journey away from Qinglize, where Gao Yuejun lives.

At dusk, the group came to an unnamed village. This area is plain, suitable for growing crops. Villagers say that the harvest here has been good, and many small towns in the surrounding area buy grain from them. As they passed by the fields, they saw a piece of paper hanging on the tassels, saying that it would protect them from hail. Hemp and grain are hung at the door of every house, tofu and rice are placed everywhere on the street, and noodles and paper clothes are placed in front of some scattered stalls. These are for the lonely souls and wild ghosts to keep out the cold.

Dai Luan was hungry, staring at the bowl on the ground without blinking, Shi Wuqi knocked her head with a fan with his backhand.

"What are you doing!"

"Don't eat it, you will suffer if you eat it."

"Nonsense, of course I do!"

There is a store with an oil pot at the door, fried the eggplant cake, fragrant, golden, and hooked a few people into the store.

After eating, finding a place to stay, and putting down the luggage, the mountains and seas divided a little bit of silver taels.

"I'm going to buy incense candles and paper money, anyone?"

"I'll go too," Mu Wan paused and explained, "I'll burn paper for my father." ”

Dai Luan must go to see the excitement, so only Shi Wuqi is left to watch the door. Then he didn't do it, so he followed.

After dark, there were people everywhere who burned paper for their ancestors. found a suitable open space, divided three fires on the ground, Ah Luan burned them together, and Shi Wuqi and Ah Qi stood aside. When the nearby villagers burned the paper, they all recited words in their mouths, and some people wiped their tears. The two men didn't say anything, just silently handed the paper into the fire, and didn't say a word.

After a while, Shi Wuqi also bent down and took a few stacks of paper money on the ground to help put it. Dai Luan turned back to him and said:

"Are your parents still alive?"

"Hmm, I forgot."

The two of them, who had not spoken, suddenly looked back at him with some doubt on their faces.

"I really don't remember," he explained. After the Battle of Xuanzhen, I don't remember a lot of things. I even told me who my surname was, let alone my family. ”

Shanhai said that it turned out that Miss Qi could speak.

"I was only recited once, and now I can't say a word."

"And how do you remember her name?"

Mu Wan asked him this, he stretched out his hand back, and Miss Qi brought him a long handkerchief. That's exactly what he used when he was fighting corpses in Jiangyuan Town. The cloth is not bad, but it is very old, and the dark red on it is not known whether it is a stain or a pattern.

Under the light of the three clusters of fire, it is vaguely recognizable that there is a seven-character embroidered on it.

"Just listening to the voice, I thought it was my wife's wife."

"That's not bad if you think so, I really mean that. But don't get me wrong. I think we've known each other for a long time, and Qi is different from other demons, and I can't let go of her. ”

That's why you're obsessed with the ambition of all ghosts? Mountains and seas thought secretly.

It gets dark late, but people come home early today. Legend has it that as soon as the Midyear Festival arrives, the ghost door is wide open, and hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and it will be very troublesome for the living to mix in.

When lying in bed, Ah Luan told Mu Wan the story of his childhood.

During the Midyear Festival, she was too bored at home and secretly ran out to play. The Halloween Festival in Dailuan City is very lively, and it is no more deserted than during the New Year. There was a little boy with her front teeth who took her to play with her, walked around many places, and shared her stewed tofu to eat. After playing for a while, he passed by a Taoist priest, and he was so frightened that he immediately ran away. As soon as she turned around, she saw a rat's tail and understood that he was a rat. When she got home, she suddenly couldn't find her way, and the street was immediately deserted, and the lights were gone.

"Could it be that you fell for the evil art of the rat spirit?"

"I don't think so. I panicked and looked around for someone, but I didn't know anyone. Everyone's face was very bad, with a straight face, and there was no blood. I was frightened, and hid behind a tree crying, when suddenly I met the knifesmith - the one I said, you know. He asked me why I was here, and I couldn't cry, so he covered my face, and I remember a ghost horn on my forehead. He dragged me away, and after a long walk, it was lively again. We went straight back to the house. Now that I think about it, I ate something unclean and strayed into the underworld. Fortunately, he didn't scold me, nor did he sue my parents. He promised to take me to play next Midyear Day, but he left in June of the following year, and I don't know where to go. ”

Mu Wan took a deep breath.

"Hmm...... People are not like this, people around them come and go. Well, go to bed early. ”

Dai Luan thought a lot about the past, and now she is not very sleepy. She closed her eyes, opened them again, and went back and forth. Faintly, she heard the sound of the piano far away, melodious and slow, from far to near.

Suddenly there was a brightness in front of me.

Dai Luan looked around, she was in a field of pink, falling and colorful.

This is a world of peach blossoms and cherry blossoms. The pink and white cherry blossoms and pink peach blossoms are intertwined, like a dream.

Bow your head, and under your hand is a five-stringed instrument. She looked closely and recognized it as paulownia. She doesn't actually know how to play, but she recognized some of them in the house when she was a child. This is green paulownia wood, which is denser and heavier than her common paulownia wood, and the material is rare and the opening is slow. The body of the instrument should be an eight-treasure fetus, made of blood, shining with fine pearles, but she felt that the composition was not quite the same as what she was familiar with. The wood was broken by ice, and the emblem of the piano seemed to be made of gold, and it was still shining. She touched the body of the piano and felt that this thing was really precious and rare.

It's weird, I didn't eat indiscriminately today...... Or are you too tired and have strange dreams?

A girl approached in the distance, and Dai Ran looked up at her.

This girl's appearance is not a few years older than Mu Wan, but her body is much more slender, and she does not seem to be a martial artist at a glance, but the whole person reveals an elegant temperament. When she walked in, she saw that the girl's hair was a beautiful dark brown, and there was a peach blossom and a cherry blossom on the left and right, pink and white complemented each other, and it was very fresh, as if it had been born on her. The clothes are also the color of the whole flower forest, and the fabric is stacked layer by layer but not cumbersome, and it is as light as petals.

She walked closer, and there was a round of three days and moons in her eyes.

"Are you, the six realms of impermanence? Is this your piano? ”

Dai Luan asked her, but she didn't answer, but suddenly took her hand and wanted to go somewhere else. As she walked, the girl said to her affectionately:

"I saw a flower in the spiritual veins of Xishan, which grew up very beautiful, but I couldn't name it. Will you come with me to see it? ”

"You're not busy, you're lazy all day long."

Dai Luan didn't know how to speak, and this was not what she wanted to say, let alone her voice. The sound was like a "voiceless voice" that came to her head when she was thinking alone, or reading with her finger on the word. Maybe it's because it's a dream, so it's not so particular.

The forest was so large that they didn't know how long they had been walking, but the impermanent girl just whispered a lot to her. One will help her remove the petals on her head, and the other will count her previous things are too dangerous, and she will talk about it for a long time. Dai Luan felt a sense of great nostalgia – just like her mother.

She thought that it must be to watch them burn paper during the day, and think of her own home, so that this kind of thing would happen in her dreams.

After walking for a while, the figure of another man came out from behind the tree.

It turned out to be Jiyue-kun.

"Jiyue-kun? What are you doing here? ”

As before, this sentence is not spoken, and it cannot be spoken. The Polar Moon Jun shook them dignifiedly, and raised his eyes, the eyes were still as clear as melting ice, and the round of the moon was also falling in the pool of eyes.

"Hearing the familiar fingering from afar, I expected that the master was at Yingyuejun's place. But the tune is new, and it sounds familiar, not like I learned it from somewhere...... Is it your new work? Or did you have before, just didn't tell me? ”

Ouch I'll go, worthy of you.

Wait a minute, what do you call me?

Dai Luan really wanted to come forward and argue with him, there must be something wrong with this. But if you think about it again, it's just a dream, and it's possible to dream about anything.

…… Wait a minute, what do you call this girl?

She turned her head and glanced at the girl, with a pink face and red lips, a flowery and moonlit appearance, and she couldn't fight the dead little ghost described by Mu Wan.

"Flim Flam."

"Myself" said again.

"You're done with what the Lord told you to do? It's so leisurely, it's really anxious to watch. ”

"Yingyue-kun" sighed and shook his head to count him down. He smiled softly and walked with them.

"Hey, I'm so busy with it. However, take a walk with Master and Sister Yingyue, there is still some time for this," Jiyue-kun was still playing tricks, "but the lord said that there will be some movements in the Extreme South Realm, so we should pay attention." ”

"Should the south be Ruyue-kun?"

"It should be," Dai Luan replied uncontrollably, "Speaking of which, I was working in the Central Plains earlier and met Mu Yuejun. ”

"Muyue-kun is a busy man. He has been running about since his lifetime, and he is still running about the trivial matters of the world," the girl sighed softly, and then continued, "I was in Hades yesterday, and the lord told me that there was a man in the book of life and death who was going to die in the seventh month. ”

Jiyue-kun thought for a moment.

"Is that all there is to it?"

"That's all."

"Adults don't talk about these trivial things casually, I expect that the man's death is something that should be brought to our attention."

"I think so, too."

After walking a few steps in silence, the girl suddenly said that it was rare for three people to walk like this.

"It's a rare opportunity."

The sound of gurgling water was getting closer and closer, and Dai Luan and the others came to the stream. A few people walked along the water, and Dai Luan suddenly wanted to see what she looked like in her dreams. But she stood between the two, her legs and feet were uncontrollable, and it was really difficult to see the reflection. She looked as best she could at the water's edge, glancing in and out, but she couldn't see anything.

Until dawn.

Dai Luan opened her eyes and had a terrible headache.

"I dreamed that Yingyue-kun became a woman...... It's pretty beautiful," she said Mu Wan as she cleaned up her baggage, "and dreamed that I had become the master of Jiyue-kun." ”

Mu Wan frowned, stopped what she was doing and walked over and touched her forehead.

"You don't have a fever?"