Before dawn, Xia Li held the basket and walked alone through the narrow alley of the copper workshop. There was no one in the alleyway, the doors of the workshop were closed, and only the sound of his own footsteps echoed repeatedly.

She frowned, during the day, this is a very lively place in Jingshi. The doors of each workshop were wide open, and the sound of bronze hammering and forging came and went, the heat was unbearable, and the smell was very choking. But the dead silence at the moment made her a little uneasy, and she couldn't say why.

Passing through the copper workshop is the pigment workshop, the pigment workshop is near the river, along the river to the west through the cattle market, is the largest of the three brocade workshops in Beijing.

Xia Lai is the weaver girl of the Outer Weaving and Dyeing Bureau. Although it also belongs to the Ministry of Industry, the Inner Weaving and Dyeing Bureau is in charge of the silk and clothing used by the royal family. The Outer Weaving and Dyeing Bureau is responsible for the clothing used by civil and military officials.

Yesterday, a piece of makeup satin, there are still corners, if she doesn't finish weaving today, not only can she not get the salary, I am afraid there will be greater trouble. Thinking of this, she unconsciously quickened her pace.

Seeing that the archway of the copper workshop is in front of you, you can already hear the sound of soup in the river. There are residents in the paint factory, and there are also servants who get up in the morning to sweep, and they are not as silent as they are in front of them.

Xia Li walked a few steps closely, but stopped suddenly, and her heart was beating wildly.

Near the torii is an alley that leads to a pontoon bridge by the river. At this moment, there was a faint light at the entrance of the alley, and a figure fainted on the ground of the bluestone slab, faintly like an illusion.

Immediately afterward, the chanting of nothingness was born out of nowhere, lingering in the ears.

“…… The wind blows at dusk, and the fallen leaves are still ...... Dan's heart is inched, and the sorrowful monarch does not know ......"

The voice seemed to be moistened with water vapor, but it was repeated over and over again, and the voice gradually became miserable.

Xia Lai's hand trembled violently, and he trembled and reached into the small basket he was carrying, and touched the delicate copper scissors, which were firmly held in the palm of his hand.

"Who...... Who? Her voice trembled.

The chanting stopped abruptly, and the figure reflected on the bluestone slab seemed to slowly step out.

"Ah Li...... Sister-in-law has been waiting for you for a long time......" The voice of the water spirit said quietly.

Sister-in-law...... Cheonggye ......

Xia Qian felt a chill behind him, but suddenly saw the figure rushing forward.

When she saw clearly, she was already in a cold sweat, and she was fortunate not to pull out the copper scissors, and said angrily: "Aya, it's nonsense again!" ”

Wan Aya grinned and held Xia Li's arm, "Pretending to be a sister-in-law scared you?" Sister Xia Li's courage is really small......"

Xia Li poked Wan Aya's forehead helplessly, "Aunt Qingxi is both a fairy and a weaving god in the water, if you can see it, it's too late to be happy, how can you be scared." ”

"Hmm...... Also, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's supposed to be a monster in the water......" Wanya was a little stupid.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Xia Li interrupted her, "Why did you come out so early today?" ”

Aya turned to pout, "When I dyed the cloth yesterday, I accidentally hooked a piece of cloth, and today I thought about asking my sister to help see if there was a way to repair it." ”

Xia Li looked at the sky and looked at the light slightly, "The fabric can be carried, I'll take a look." ”

Wan Aya hurriedly handed over the small basket in her hand, "Here, here, thank you, Sister Xia Lai." ”

The light in the alley was dim, and Xia Li couldn't see clearly, "Let's go, let's cross the archway and go to the river, where it will be brighter." Then the two of them went straight to the waterway.

The pigment workshop is close to the Qinhuai waterway, which is easy to wash and dye cloth. And it is said that the silk that has been floated by the Qinhuai River, the woven satin and azure satin are the most gorgeous.

Xia Li led her to sit on the stone steps by the river, took the fabric in her hand and looked at it carefully, the satin of Kujin hibiscus makeup, and a few silk threads were hooked at the flowers.

"Well, it's okay, but it can be remedied." Xia Li took the needle and thread from the sachet around his waist, and threaded the silk and hook the thread in the morning light.

Wan Aya saw that her ten fingers were delicate, and she was very good-looking, so she squatted in front of Xia Li, with her back to the river, and looked at it with relish.

"You," Xia Lai said while weaving and mending, "I said you a few times, you can't use that fingertip to dye cloth......"

Halfway through his words, he heard a plop, Xia Li raised his head suddenly, and the silk that was originally squatting in front of him was gone, and the ripples on the river were spreading far away.

This surprise was not trivial, Xia Yi stood up and called loudly: "Aaya! Aya! ”

Hurriedly looked around, where was there a figure, and he didn't know the nature of the water, so he didn't dare to jump into the river.

Immediately he ran to the paint shop, shouting as he ran, "Someone has fallen into the water!" Save! ”

There were indeed a few people in the workshop, who heard the cry and hurriedly followed her back to the water's edge. The ripples on the surface of the water have long since dissipated, and there is no movement.

Xia Li was so anxious that tears fell, "This is it, it was here that Aya fell into the water!" ”

One of them, knowing the nature of water, was about to jump into the water when he removed his clothes and socks, and exclaimed, "Look! ”

Everyone saw that the surface of the water was suddenly churning red, and it was grunting endlessly.

"Blood ......," someone said in shock.

Xia Li was even more frightened, "No, no! It must be the dye of the dyeing workshop, it is important to save people quickly! ”

"The dyeing workshop has not yet opened, where did the dye come from?!" The man hesitated, but refused to go into the water.

Xia Li knelt down suddenly, "Please, go down and save Aya, she doesn't know ...... water"

Not far away, there was a sudden sound of entering the water, everyone looked over, and saw that the ripples on the water surface were agitated, and they came straight to the place where Aya fell into the water, and someone hurriedly said: "Someone went into the water to save people!" ”

Xia Li got up and stared at the strange red water......

Tong Fu felt that today was a little inexplicable, and he was busy for most of the night before he got out of the water to take a breath, and he heard the commotion not far away.

At first, she thought that someone had a quarrel, but when she saw the little girl begging for help in a sad and mournful manner, she realized that it was a group of idlers who only cared about the excitement. Although his heart was on fire, he still didn't hesitate, and plunged into the water again.

She doesn't come to the waterway of the paint shop much, and there are often dyes of various colors poured into the plain plain, and if you don't do it, you will get a colorful head. After swimming not far today, she saw the red churning in the water, and soon she couldn't see the situation under the water, so she could only grope forward with her memory.

Faintly seeing a figure at the bottom of the river not far away, she hurriedly dived down. When she got closer, Kirifu recognized that it was a girl from the dyeing workshop, and she recognized the clothes on her body, and reached out to hold the woman's wrist......

"It's out, it's out!" The onlookers by the river called out almost in unison.

Xia Li saw a figure suddenly floating on the water, looking at the dress, it was the silk silk. Everyone dragged Wan Aya up the stone steps on the shore, and Xia Li hurriedly rushed forward.

Aya's plain clothes had already been dyed bright red, like blood but not blood, but her face was as white as paper. Probe the tip of her nose again, where is still half a breath.

Xia Li's mind exploded and he sat on the ground. The little girl who was still laughing and playing with herself just now is now goodbye......

"Who?! Who's that on the other side?! Someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked up and saw a woman walking out of the water on the other side of the river and up the stone steps.

The strange thing is that the dress on the dress is actually ancient, the inside is brocade, but the outside is as light as smoke, the wide sleeves are slightly flicked, and the straight skirt is dragged to the ground, like a fairy...... But soon, the figure disappeared into the deep alley at the end of the stone steps.

Among the onlookers, there was the official of the brocade workshop, who suddenly exclaimed, "The white fireworks on the ground are frosty...... That...... That's plain yarn Zen clothes......