Chapter 12: Journey to the West 12
"Quicksand River, that's where Nan Wu Eight Treasures Golden Body Arhat Bodhisattva Sha Wujing was subdued by Tang Sanzang......" Tang Sanqing said excitedly, although he didn't know where Sha Wujing's reincarnated descendants are now, but the Wusi Tibetan Kingdom is closed to the country, and he must be in this country.
In the dark, she had a feeling that the reincarnation of the Pure Altar Messenger and the Golden Body Arhat was not far from her, maybe she didn't have to worry, fate would definitely lead them to meet.
"If you want to go to Quicksand Street, I can't accompany you, the shop that sells costume jewelry is in the opposite direction from there, and the head of the troupe sent me to buy some other things." Sandoak pointed her in the general direction and left.
watched his thin and slender back disappear into the crowd and soon disappear.
She touched Sun Shengyin's tail and said thoughtfully: "Have you noticed that the sand oak seems to hate the quicksand river, and when he mentions that place, his eyes change ......?"
Sun Shengyin didn't answer, he was drowsy in her arms, he hadn't slept for so long, and as soon as he relaxed, the sleepy insects attacked.
Tang Sanqing slowed down to let him sleep more comfortably, looking at his furry face, his heart warmed.
Following the direction pointed by the sand oak, with the residual memories in her dream, she finally found the quicksand street.
But when she looked closely, she was very frightened, and her eyes swept over the fruit snacks, jewelry and dresses, and strange toys sold on the street one by one...... and the affectionate and selling looks of those bosses, what made her tremble was that except for the masked boy by her side, everything in front of her was exactly the same as the scene in her dream.
As if sensing her mental confusion, Sun Shengyin woke up, put his arms around her neck, and gently patted her shoulder.
This was about the comfort he could only do at the moment, but this was also what Tang Sanqing needed most at the moment.
She stepped into the street, one step at a time, and the vendors were as enthusiastic as in her dreams.
She tried to approach a toy stand she had been to in her dream, and picked up a golden bell that she had chosen, and tied a cumbersome knot with a bright red rope on it.
The boss said politely, "If you like it, take it." ”
She took out the copper plate from her sleeve pocket and handed it over, but the boss hesitated, but shook his hand and refused to accept it, and turned around to do things as if evading.
Tang Sanqing's hand slowly tightened, and the copper plate left red marks on the white and tender palm.
She went to the stall selling sugar gourds again, and there was no sign of the little boy in her dream, but the boy's mother was still in her dream.
She knitted a sweater, her expression was gentle, and she exuded the radiance of motherhood, no different from any mother in the world, and completely different from her in her dreams.
Tang Sanqing approached and asked softly, "I bought a sugar gourd, I remember that there was a boy who looked very similar to you who was always playing here, why didn't I see him this time?" ”
The hand of the woman in front of her knitting sweater paused, the panic in her eyes flashed, and then she returned to normal, and replied: "Where do I have children, you should have seen it wrong." ”
"But, the sweater you're knitting in your hand is clearly -"
The sweater happened to be the size of a child, but before she could finish speaking, the woman hurriedly packed up her things and left.
Tang Sanqing wanted to continue asking, but the people around her avoided her gaze, as if they were running away from something terrible.
"It's useless if you keep asking."
A clear voice came from behind her, and she turned to look, the man was holding a paper fan, and his demeanor was graceful, and just standing there attracted the attention of many women.
"Zhuyu, why are you here?"
The answer to this question that Tsukuyu won't tell is that he wandered outside the palace for a few days just to meet him.
From the moment Tang Sanqing stepped out of the gilded bronze tile palace gate, the moment he moved in his heart, and he followed them for a long time. Tang Sanqing didn't notice it, but the masked young man beside him didn't seem to be an ordinary person, and Zhu Yu couldn't be sure if he had been discovered by him.
He didn't step forward at the first time, because his tangled inner thoughts were making trouble, because as long as Tang Sanqing appeared in front of him, he would become very strange.
No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand why after seeing Tang Sanqing for the first time, something that seemed to belong to him was left on his body. When you can see it, you are happy but you don't dare to look at it, and when you can't see it, you are upset but you want to see it.
This is the first time he has tasted this kind of feeling in more than 20 years, and he does not scratch his ears and cheeks, but it is like a small ant crawling on his heart, which makes him at a loss.
No matter where he is, Zhu Yu can always be able to walk through the thousands of flowers with ease, and he thinks that he has a sober heart. The chaos of the world, the floating world, must have their own firm direction. Just as he made up his mind when he was young, he followed Sister Ya into the sea, making a living from the sea, robbing the rich and helping the poor, and supporting justice.
Therefore, this strange feeling made him overwhelmed and wanted to escape more and more.
However, he seems to have some kind of connection with Tang Sanqing, there is no way to avoid it, is it really the arrangement of fate, and he will never be able to escape?
"We have some new information here, let's share it with each other."
Zhu Yu couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart when he heard his tone of being so businesslike and drawing a clear line.
"Okay."
The two came to a small teahouse run by an old woman, and as soon as Tang Sanqing sat down, he couldn't wait to ask: "Just now you said that it is useless for me to ask further, what does this mean?" ”
Zhu Yu took the teapot handed by the old woman, warmed the cup, woke up the tea, and made tea...... The action is smooth and leisurely. Even in a humble teahouse, he is still a noble son, with elegant manners and outstanding demeanor.
Tang Sanqing and the others were anxious, but the etiquette she had learned since she was a child made her sit upright and wait on the side.
Although the old woman's teahouse is small, the tea is fragrant and clear, and it has not yet been entered, so it satisfies the sense of smell first.
Zhu Yu flicked his sleeves, reached out and picked up the small cup, and put it in front of her first.
It just so happened that Tang Sanqing felt a little dry mouth, after drinking it all, the taste was fresh, and there was a light fragrance after the entrance, she brushed away the thin sweat on her forehead, and her body was much refreshed.
A faint smile appeared in Zhuyu's eyes, and he poured another cup and placed it in front of the monkey, facing its scorching gaze, full of aura.
"During this time, we have investigated many cases of children missing in the city, boys and girls have disappeared inexplicably, and after they disappeared, all the parents of the children did not grieve, as if the existence of those children had been erased overnight. Just like the mother you see today. That's why I said, it's useless for you to ask any more questions. Zhu Yu's expression was solemn, although he didn't say how many children had disappeared, but there must be a few.
He added: "This happens every five years, and this is the third time. Fifteen years ago, when Sister Ya first came to Wusi Tibetan Kingdom to find out about this situation, she has been pursuing it, but except for simple clues, she has found nothing. So every five years, Sister Ya's boat will dock at the quicksand pier for several months. ”
"Did you report to the official, how did the government deal with it?"
Hearing this, Zhu Yu looked at Tang Sanqing, behind the white mask, the water was shining, like a sparkling lake, with an innocent appearance.
In the dim and humble teahouse, her eyes are like pearls in the night, shining brightly, and she can easily absorb the other party's mind. If you don't have the purest heart in this world, you won't have such clean eyes.
With a softening in his heart, he smiled and said: "Everyone here praises Lord Sha Zhan as a once-in-a-century Ming Jun, and there is not a single displaced poor person under the land. There is no famine, no war, no bad people, where is the government organization? ”
"Could it be that the disappearance of these children is also related to Lord Sha Zhan?"
"It should be, Sister Ya found out before that all the evidence is pointing to Sha Zhan. The slightest person who has a disagreement with Sha Zhan will disappear without a trace, and the traces of the whole person's existence will be covered up. Under such an autocratic rule, how can the real people live and work in peace and contentment? ”