When I came out of the Xiangmanlou, it was already close to the time, and even during the Mid-Autumn Festival, my enthusiasm had already dissipated and I hid in the curtain.

I remembered the address of Wang Zhong's house, and I knew the general direction, so I quickened my pace, galloped through the streets and alleys, occasionally met some drunkards who ate and vomited, and also listened to a few gentle village charms.

In the eastern suburbs of Lubai Town, I walked around for half an hour, only to see a tattered red cloth hanging on the jujube tree in front of the house from a distance, fluttering in the wind, I couldn't help but be happy, Wang Zhong really remembered my words, I am a road idiot, if there is no red cloth, I can't guarantee whether I can find his home.

When I walked into the courtyard, I saw a warm scene.

Wang Zhong moved a bamboo chair made by himself and sat in front of the hall, one leg hung on the chair, and he held a pu fan in his hand. The candle flame in the hall burned to the end, and the flames were faint and dim, and they shone on his face, and they were red.

"Little, little fairy ......"

Maybe I was walking a little quietly, or maybe he really dreamed something, muttered, turned around, fanned a few times, and fell into a drowsy again.

I grinned, a little soft in my heart. He is really like a Zen, and a Zen is also like this, he is very aggressive, but he is very enthusiastic and very good. Well, Ichizen will also be waiting for me at the door, and I'm ......

I jumped on the date tree, found a fairly thick branch, and lay down against it. Looking through the gaps in the jujube leaves, the moonlight was cut into mottled pieces, in a trance, the jujube fragrance on the tip of the nose smelled particularly good, and I rarely felt sleepy.

......

"Little fairy, little fairy?"

I was dazed and felt that someone was holding a stick and pestle on me, and I woke up suddenly, thinking that I was being tricked by those monks in Tianjue Temple. After listening to the voice, he came back to his senses, it was Wang Zhong.

I stretched, pushed the stick off his hand, and laughed, "What are you stabbing me for?"

"Hehe, I waited for a night yesterday and didn't wait for the little fairy, and I found someone on the tree early this morning, it's not a stealer, otherwise my stick is a life-threatening fight!" Wang Zhong threw the stick aside, scratched his head and wondered: "How did the little fairy sleep on the tree? Ah, when did you come yesterday? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Immortals, they want to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and this jujube tree is just right. I laughed and made a pretense, jumped down from the tree, picked up a few dates, and threw them into my mouth: "Do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry!"

"Oh, it's still a fairy!" Wang Zhong pursed his lips and muttered, as if he remembered something, a little melancholy: "Little fairy, you have a lot of food, and there is not enough rice at home, how about eating sweet potatoes? When my sister picked up my mother and left, she planted some sweet potatoes in the field, which are almost ready to eat." ”

"Sweet potato? Okay!" I immediately came to the interest, there are a lot of sweet potatoes planted in the field behind the mountain of Tianjue Temple, I used to want to help plant them, but as soon as I touched my hand, the sweet potato seedlings wilted, and they were beaten out of the back mountain by those monks, but I never saw the sweet potato field again.

Wang Zhong was also happy to see that I was not disgusted, so he went out of the house and carried a basket and led the way ahead.

This sweet potato field is really incomparable to the back mountain of Tianjue Temple, and there are only a few small plots, but the leaves are extremely crisp and tender, covering a good place.

Wang Zhong jumped directly into the sweet potato field to dig sweet potatoes, while I hesitated a little.

I'm a little afraid to touch these sweet potatoes, in case they are like the sweet potato seedlings in the mountain behind Tianjue Temple, it won't be good.

"Little fairy, why are you stunned, help me with a hand!" Wang Zhong quickly dug out a number of sweet potatoes, turned his head and saw me standing, and shouted.

"Oh!" I answered, but still didn't move.

"Cut, really be a fairy, how can your five fingers not touch the spring water?" Wang Zhong rolled his eyes and threw the sweet potato directly to me.

I subconsciously took it and held it firmly in my hand.

"You dig over there, I'll dig over here, this sweet potato has grown, dig it all!" Wang Zhong said, and continued to bend over to work.

I looked at the sweet potato in my hand and felt a little strange. When those monks threw me sweet potatoes before, the sweet potatoes became a piece of black charcoal in my hands, why is it okay this time?

I dragged another handful of sweet potato vines, and the sweet potato vines were pinched in my hands, and they were crisp and broken, but they did not wither at all.

"Haha!"

I was extremely excited, the sweet potatoes here are blessed with great fortune, and they will not suffer! Where do I have anything to stay, I immediately rolled up my sleeves and dug up the sweet potatoes with Wang Zhong, with my strength and speed, how can Wang Zhong compare with me? In just a moment, this sweet potato field was dug three feet into the ground by me, and I dug out all the large and small sweet potatoes, even the thick fingers of the fingers.

Wang Zhong looked at me and was stunned: "Little fairy, you are really willing to work hard for food!"

I looked at a big basket full of sweet potatoes, and there were piles of hills on the ground, and I felt a sense of accomplishment: "Hey, where is it, if you invite me to eat sweet potatoes, I naturally want to sell some strength to help you!"

"Yes, I'll still cook sweet potatoes for you!" Wang Zhong stuck out his tongue and returned home with a basket on his back.

I took the rest of the sweet potatoes with me, but my heart was happy.

"It's strange, it's really strange, I picked the dates just now, the jujube tree didn't die, and now I don't die when digging sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes, and the magical power like the nightmare before has disappeared like this?"

But after a while, Wang Zhong brought a basin of sweet potatoes to me: "Oh, eat it, it's not enough to have it inside." ”

I laughed, this Wang Zhong was afraid that he was shocked by my eight bowls of noodles, and he really thought that I had a bottomless appetite. I took two sweet potatoes: "That's fine." ”

Wang Zhong looked at me suspiciously, took a sweet potato and nibbled on it, and asked me while eating, "Little fairy, where did you go last night?"

Thinking back to last night's events, I still feel a little dazed. Wu Ethereal killed Shen Shannan, and wanted to kill me again, but he was beaten by the man in black, so he cried to death, and he couldn't even take care of me, she didn't stop me when I left, she only hugged Shen Shannan, and said the word "impossible" vigorously.

"Where is Shen Shannan's mansion?" I asked without answering Wang Zhong directly.

"Shen Shannan?" Wang Zhong blinked, not thinking why I asked him. "It's in the east of the city, but our place is a suburb, but his house is the best place in the east of the city. ”

After a pause, Wang Zhong squeezed his eyebrows and asked again: "What's the matter, little fairy, are you going to fight the autumn wind?"

"Shen Shannan is dead. I said.

"What?" Wang Zhong was stunned: "You said Shen Shannan, didn't you just see it last night?"

"Yes, it's the same Shen Shannan last night. ”

"Tsk, God is jealous of talents!" Wang Zhong threw the sweet potato stalk on the ground, spat it again, and sneered: "I'll just say, how can such a good person let him take all the good things alone, his feelings are short-lived!"

"Good, manipulation. I frowned and recited the words of the old monk. Shen Shannan, although I have a two-sided relationship, my impression of him is really good, when a person is about to die, he is still willing to intercede for others, he is indeed a good person to the bones.

Wang Zhong glanced at me, but he didn't continue to say, but he was strange: "But Shen Shannan is dead, how do you know......? Kill him?"

Looking at Wang Zhong's frightened expression, I really couldn't help but roll my eyes: "What do you have in your head? If I kill you, I will tell you?"

"Yes, too. ”

Wang Zhong then asked me for a long time, but I didn't answer him, whether it was me, or the dancing ethereal, or the man in black, it was not something that he should know too much about as a worldly person.

After eating sweet potatoes, Wang Zhong took me to Shen's house.

Actually, when I went to Shen's house, I didn't have any intention of going, but Shen Shannan interceded for me, and I should go to the funeral. Besides, Shen Shannan's death can't be hidden, I'm afraid I'm one of the few people who know the whole story, it's good to go and see, maybe I can see the ethereal dance, Fei Tian can feel her, I also want to know the reason.

Before we arrived at the Shen Mansion, we heard a commotion from afar, and Wang Zhong and I stood at the mouth of the alley, looking at the majestic mansion, which was full of people in front of the house. In front of the bronze gate, four guards guarded with long knives, and one stood condescendingly, hiding tears and looking at the people below the stairs angrily. The person at the bottom of the stairs is the one who has taken off his makeup and hairpin. The gorgeous red makeup in the past looks a lot more elegant now, and a pair of tearful eyes are lovely. Of course, more, it's the people who watch the excitement.

"Ah, that's a dance!" Wang Zhong exclaimed in surprise, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at me: "Why does she look like this?"

I shook my head and said nothing.

"Dancing girl, the body of the eldest prince has been connected to the mansion, but this mansion gate can't let you in. But this matter is very important, and it involves you, the girl, so it is not good to ask the girl to go back to Xiangmanlou. When my master returns, let's talk about it!"

Listening to that person's tone, it should be a first-class housekeeper in the Shen Mansion, although it is difficult to hide his anger and sadness, but he is still quite polite in his words, and he is a tutor.

Wu nodded ethereally, his eyes were hazy, looking at the door of the house, earnestly. But I could see a little confusion in her eyes, a hesitation to believe and not to believe.

Thinking of the words of the man in black, if the ethereal dance was really killed by mistake, she would feel uncomfortable.

"What's going on? Shen Shannan's death, how is the dance ethereal related?" Wang Zhong looked at me again, as if he would not give up if I didn't give an answer this time.

"Shen Shannan, she killed her. I said.

"What?" Wang Zhong was so shocked that he almost jumped up, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Little fairy, are you crazy, aren't you? Everyone knows that the ethereal dance is Shen Shannan's friend, besides, what does a flower girl do when she kills her benefactor?"

I smiled lightly, and I just heard a rough idea of what this was about.

"Wang Zhong, do you have a way to let me enter the Shen Mansion?" I asked.

"What are you doing in the Shen Mansion?" Wang Zhong was surprised, and his doubts came again, but he didn't seem to be joking, so he had to reply: "There is naturally a way, you come with me!"

I took a deep look at the dancing ethereal, turned around and followed Wang Zhong closely.