Chapter I
This is an ordinary small wine shop located by the West Lake. The store is small enough to fit only four or five tables, and the faΓ§ade is a little old, but it looks fairly clean. The shopkeeper walked nimbly among the drunken drinkers with trays, and the smell of wine filled the entire narrow store. At this moment, the curtain was lifted, the smell of wine dispersed down the door, and a figure appeared in the doorway.
The man looked to be in his twenties, with a childish face and a dusty face, and the cuffs of his coarse cloth shirt were frayed. The shopkeeper who was pulling the abacus beads at the counter rolled his eyelids, frowned, and secretly said in his heart: "It's another no-flower." But then, his eyes the size of a copper coin suddenly caught the bulging money bag on the young man's waist, and it lit up. He desperately mouthed at Xiao Er, and the loose flesh on his face twitched, looking very funny. The thin little two is also a clever master, and he immediately put on a smile on his face and greeted the fat sheep.
"Guest officer, please!" He greeted with a half-cat. "Don't look at the small shop, it's not big, but it can be regarded as a famous place in Lin'an City, what does the guest officer want to drink?"
The young man was not in a hurry to talk, scratching his head and looking left and right, looking blank. Xiao Er was afraid that the shopkeeper would not be able to keep customers, so he took the burden from his hand half-dragging and half-grabbing, took the boy to the terrace by the lake, and vigorously wiped the dust off the table with a rag on his shoulder.
"Look at this view...... It can only be matched with a teenage hero like you. You rest for a while, I'll be Zhangluo, good wine and good food will make you eat comfortably. β
Turning around, he shouted into the wine cabinet with his throat open.
"Uncle of the observation deck! A pot of fine pearl springs! β
The humble little terrace actually became an "observation deck" in his mouth, and the drinkers in the store laughed, and even the "Pearl Spring" in his mouth became the object of ridicule by the guests.
"I said shopkeeper, you are also dark. You still have the Pearl Spring, why don't you give my brother a few to try first. β
"Go, go! Are you worthy of this good wine, you cunning? β
The shopkeeper said to the teasing drinker with a calm expression.
"Hey, we've sat on your broken terrace a lot of times, so it's clear that you won't come to ask for money in the private room!"
"Hahaha-" The surrounding drinkers laughed wildly.
The boy didn't seem to understand the meaning of the drinkers' words at all, and sat on the rickety stool in a daze. The wine and food were quickly delivered, and a few plates of delicate pastries were served, red, green and green, which was very tempting. The amber liquid poured out of the wine cup quickly made the young man forget the beautiful scenery of the West Lake in front of him, he picked up a wooden chopstick on the table, reached into the cup and poked it, and put the wet chopsticks on the tip of his nose and sniffed. Xiao Er, who was not far away, peeked at his actions, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, thinking that this time he was afraid that he would lift a stone and hit his own feet, and meet a veteran of wine tasting, this "Pearl Spring" is also able to bluff countrymen who have never seen the world, and the well water mixed with the wine has just come up from the backyard early in the morning.
He was busy making eye contact with the shopkeeper, when he only heard a "click" sound, and when he looked back, the young man who had been sitting upright and drinking had slipped under the table like rotten noodles, and the weather-beaten stool had finally retired, and it was scattered all over the ground.
Everyone looked at each other, no one knew what was happening, and the originally noisy liquor shop was silent for a while.
"Shopkeeper, are you running a black shop? If you come out of the yamen to check, we won't carry it for you!. A rough-voiced drinker shouted, and the people next to him immediately followed suit, and some of the timid ones had already gotten up and were about to slip away.
The shopkeeper stomped his foot in frustration, and "Kick" ran out of the counter, shouting at the top of his throat.
"What a noise! Who knows what is wrong with this person, and I am unlucky to have a seizure in my place. You guys are running outside and shouting, do you want to do this business in the future? As he spoke, he hurried over with Xiao Er and dragged the person out from under the table.
The drinkers got up and gathered around, only to see that the young man's face was flushed, and there was no abnormality in his mouth and nose, which made people uncertain for a while. β
The cloth bag hanging on the young man's waist was like a piece of fat, so greedy that the old fox of the shopkeeper swallowed his saliva, and the pair of bright little eyes squeaked and turned, occupying the person who was squatting on the ground and carrying his back to see his movements, he quietly gestured to Xiao Er opposite.
Xiao Er comprehended, the two of them blocked one by one, Xiao Er's fingers had slipped to the tie of the cloth bag, and he thought he was going to succeed, but suddenly he let out a miserable scream.
It turned out that a man covered with a hat flashed out of the crowd, and twisted his hand at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, with a slight force, only to make Xiao Er's bones "click".
"What do you want to do with this little brother's money bag!" Although he couldn't see the expression on his face at the moment clearly through the hat, just listening to the voice made the greedy Xiao Er tremble with fright.
Xiao Er, who was caught and appeared, turned pale in pain, his head was full of sweat, and he couldn't say anything in his mouth except begging for mercy. The people on the side heard the doorway, and the voice of the discussion gradually became louder, and their eyes were mixed with contempt and shame.
The shopkeeper was so frightened that he sat on the ground and pointed at the man tremblingly: "You...... Who are you? β
"I said, shopkeeper, why are you stammering like Wang Da in the blacksmith shop next door? Or a thief...... A thief with a weak heart? There was a burst of laughter in the crowd, and the people present were more or less cheated by the shopkeeper who loved to take advantage of them, and this time they could be regarded as seizing the opportunity to vent their anger.
"I was thinking, I was thinking, I was ......thinking," the shopkeeper's little eyes turned faster and faster, and finally remembered that there was such a person lying on the ground. I wanted to see if he had any money so I could get him a doctor. β
"Fool, I didn't ask him to pay you for that broken stool...... No, no, it's not right, it's supposed to be your family heirloom rosewood bench...... Even if it is a virtue accumulation. You're not going to be so kind. β
The tease erupted into laughter in the crowd. The shopkeeper got up with a white face, and rushed forward with a posture of desperate with others, but he didn't expect the crowd to suddenly flash out of a way, and he used too much force to hit the railing on the edge of the terrace, and collapsed on the ground with a wail, which caused everyone to mock him.
The man here has already let go of Xiao Er, and Xiao Er, who has picked up his life, has escaped from the crack in the human crack, and he has no heart to care about his hard-working boss anymore. The man looked at their embarrassment, smiled, and took off his hat.
Under the hat is a fairly delicate face, two thick and black sword eyebrows are raised obliquely, the perennial habit of frowning eyebrows makes the eyebrows prematurely have a deep Sichuan character pattern, the hair is only close to the scalp of the fluffy layer, it looks like the face is immature, but there is a heroic atmosphere that is difficult to approach.
He stretched out his finger to probe under the boy's nose, and then leaned down to put his ear close, and the onlookers couldn't help but stretch their necks as if they wanted to come forward to listen.
The boy's mouth seemed to move, and the man seemed to hear something but was not sure, so he could only move closer. At this moment, a snoring sound like a huge thunder rolled down the throat of the young man, and even the wailing shopkeeper forgot to cry out in pain, and everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all stared at the young man on the ground in disbelief, as if he was a monster that jumped out of the ground.
The man's hearty laughter pierced the frozen atmosphere, followed by a group of drinkers rolling on the floor with laughter. How could drunkards believe that there are really people in the world who can't touch the Ganqiong Yulu in their eyes, but they didn't expect to be lucky enough to see the rumored "cup poured" in this life.
In the blink of an eye, it was already twilight, and the tourists by the lake were gradually becoming scarce. More than a dozen painting boats slowly moved on the water in the glow of the sun, lanterns with warm red light hung on the painting boats, and bursts of chuckling and melodious music came from the cabin.
The drunken boy gradually woke up, trying to get up but was tormented by a severe headache and couldn't move, thinking that even if he was beaten by the peachwood sword all day, it would not be as uncomfortable as it is now. Finally relieved, the young man stood up and looked around. In the cramped space, a few jugs of wine and a few simple appetizers were placed on a low table, two dusty futons were laid flat next to the table, and a thin quilt was placed under him.
"Are you awake?" Before anyone was seen, the voice came first.
The young man's heart jumped, and he carefully studied the owner of the voice with vigilance. Although it should be the first time they have met, he seems to feel that this man is familiar, and his left hand, which is hidden under the sleeve of his robe, can't help but tremble slightly.
The person who came scratched his head: "Why does the little brother keep staring down?" Could it be that there is something on the lower face? β
The young man also felt very abrupt, hurriedly got up, neatly wrinkled the hem of his clothes, and clasped his fists with both hands as if he was deeply squeezed: "In Xia Zhang Xun, the first time I ascended to the treasure land, I am not familiar with life, thank you brother for your help." I don't know my brother's surname? β
"Haha, how can the people in the rivers and lakes have so many rules, little brother, don't be polite. In the nasty clouds, I just arrived in Lin'an yesterday, but I didn't expect to have such an adventure with Brother Zhang. β
Zhang Xun's face flushed, and he fainted when he thought of just a cup, and secretly screamed in his heart: "Dare to ask Brother Tai, where is this?" β
Seeing that his face was ashamed, Liuyunkong smiled slightly, and then pushed the boat along the river to bring the day's events without mentioning it: "This is a temporarily rented boat." β
Zhang Xun listened to it, and there was indeed the sound of water in his ears through the wooden plank: "I heard that the beauty of the West Lake at night is more than the day, don't you have a Yaxing swim?" β
"I can't hide it, I have something important to do, just wait for the little brother to wake up, and then send you ashore, and then rock the boat into the lake."
Zhang Xunqi said: "Brother Tai has something important to do? If it is used, open it. Seeing that Liuyun was unmoved, he immediately added: "I have also learned some fist and foot kung fu, and I will definitely not become a burden to my brother." β
Liuyunkong laughed, thinking that if he didn't explain it, this kid would definitely not leave obediently, so he simply told him about it. "Truth be told, it's the Demon Slayer 1 below. This time I entered the lake, because there were demons in the lake, and I was entrusted by people to collect demons and eliminate demons. Although the little brother has the courage, this demon subjugation thing is dangerous and abnormal, and the little brother cannot be allowed to wade into danger. β
Zhang Xun's face changed after hearing the three words Demon Slayer, which also made Liuyun Kong's heart full of suspicions, but after thinking about it, most ordinary people would take a detour when they heard his name, and it was not surprising that this reaction was not surprising. He reined in his thoughts and returned to his usual indifference of rejecting people from thousands of miles away.
Zhang Xun felt the change in Liuyunkong's eyes, guessed that he probably misunderstood himself, and hurriedly explained: "I'm not afraid of brother's jokes when I say it, I have also practiced some of the Qimen Dunjia techniques, but the master taught me before going down the mountain, the world under the mountain is complicated, and those tricks should not be exposed casually, so as not to cause trouble." "He made amends again." Brother Tai is the first to come out below, and the open-minded gentleman is behind, and today no matter what, let Brother Tai go this way with him. β
Liuyunkong saw that he had made up his mind, so he nodded in agreement, and told him about the strange things that happened in West Lake during this time.
It turns out that there are always boats missing on the West Lake recently, and they are about to go into the water at night, and they have never been seen back. The government searched back and forth on the lake many times, but there were still no clues. A few days ago, even the second son of the Fu Yin family disappeared. For a while, the color of the conversation changed, which made people panic.
"In that case, why do those people dare to raft?" Zhang Xun sat on the bow of the boat and rocked the oar, while pointing to the pleasure boat on the bank of the river. He twitched his nose, and the air was filled with the fragrance of wine and flowers. Except for the obvious beauty beyond the rest of the world, there is nothing unusual about the West Lake at night.
Liuyunkong replied, "As long as you don't row into the center of the lake, it's fine." As he spoke, he untied his baggage and pulled out a carefully carved Buddha statue. Zhang Xun carefully examined it, the Buddha statue carving is delicate, and it is obviously a treasure handed down.
Liu Yunkong saw his curiosity, smiled slightly and said, "This is a spiritual Buddha statue that is worshiped by thousands of incense sticks, and it is not easy to find it. β
Liuyunkong placed the Buddha statue properly, closed his eyes and palms, and sat cross-legged facing the Buddha statue.
He lowered his head and focused all his mind on it, muttering the scriptures in his mouth. The sound of the Buddha is like a verse, filling the sky and the firmament.
He stopped chanting, took a long breath, slowly stretched out his right hand, stopped in front of the Buddha statue, and said with words in his mouth.
"The disciple is stupid, so I implore the Buddha to give the Sun Wheel Divine Bee to help the disciple eliminate demons and defend the way."
After saying this, a pale yellow halo suddenly appeared on the palm of the demon slayer, slowly enveloping the whole body of the Buddha statue. At the same time, a number of tiny bulges appeared on the Buddha statue, slowly wriggling, and gradually floating up and dancing in the air one by one.
The bulge is actually some small insects that look like bees, but compared to bees, these small insects are shining with golden light all around them, and they look quite **. The largest one in the colony fluttered its slender tentacles, buzzing and flapping its wings to fly forward.
"The disciple dared to summon the Divine Bee, but there was something unusual to ask for."
As the clouds flowed, the wings of the bee leader made sounds of varying frequency.
"It's weird. Recently, many people have gone missing on the West Lake, but no shipwrecks or bodies have been found. The disciple suspected that there was a demon at work, but his cultivation was still shallow, and he couldn't find any trace of it. β
The thin wings shook violently, and the golden light around them flickered.
The disciple boldly guessed that if this matter was really done by a demon, or ...... There are other entrances that connect its lair to West Lake. Liuyunkong continued. However, with the skill of the disciples, it was difficult to search such a large area, so they alarmed the divine bee to search on their behalf, and asked for forgiveness in vain. β
The tiny bees let out a series of undulating tremors, and after the last sharp sound of their wings, hundreds of bees suddenly bloomed in the night sky like hundreds of star fragments, and flew away in all directions.
The scene just now made Zhang Xun stunned, and the oars in his hands stopped.
"What the hell are those little bugs?"
A smile appeared on Liuyunkong's face, and his slender lips looked particularly delicate. "The Buddha statues on the Lingshan that have undergone a hundred years of incense will be shrouded in a layer of gold, and there is a strong spiritual power attached to them. The lower part can summon this Sun Wheel Divine Bee from above. These bees look insignificant, but they have the fiery eyes to identify monsters, and many hidden spirits have nothing to hide in front of them. β
"Brother Tai can borrow these divine bees to get out, isn't that monster about to show its original form?"
Liuyunkong smiled, waved his hand and said, "As I said below, whether there is a demon or not, you have to wait for the news of the Divine Bee." β
As he spoke, he settled down and began to meditate with his eyes closed.
The boat in which the two of them were riding floated quietly on the lake, far from the shore.
After Liuyunkong sat still, he did not move like the Buddha statue in front of him. Zhang Xunsheng was afraid of disturbing him, so he deliberately lowered his panting voice. After a while, the scenery was also tired, and he simply crossed his legs and closed his eyes to recuperate.
Once you close your eyes, the faint sound becomes distinct. Slightly mournful singing cruising in the air.
The way home, foggy
Falling into a dream
The jackdaw is even more devotional
Chai Fei half-concealed the hope that the king would return
The singing seeped into every pore of the boy's body. Word by word beat his mind like a thousand pounds of iron cone, and scattered fragments of memory kept flashing. He tried to catch one of the middle, but it was always in vain. Even he didn't notice it, two lines of tears had welled up from the corners of his eyes, sliding shallow marks on his cheeks.
The song made him feel infinitely lonely. The world is so big that I don't know where to call home, and whether anyone will half-cover the door of the house on a cold night with deep fog and heavy dew, waiting for his return.
The boy was immersed in the homecoming mood created by the singing, and he was so drunk that he didn't know why. The air on the lake is as fresh as ever.
At this time, the sedentary demon slayer suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze was fixed on the lonely West Lake, as if he had peeked into something lurking in the darkness.
He pulled out a golden weapon from his bosom, touched the sole of his shoe with his fingers, and chanted the mantra, and a light blue glow appeared on the straw sandals. The blue light lifted the slayer's body and gently landed on the surface of the lake, causing ripples in circles. As the water waves spread outward in a circular shape, blue light is dotted in between, making the West Lake in this night feel like a fairyland. The young demon slayer raised his head and recited a few words of the mantra, and the golden sun-wheeled divine bee immediately appeared and surrounded him.
The bee vibrated its wings and hummed in a regular way, and the slayer stood in the middle with his hands folded, closing his eyes in silent prayer. When the sound of the bee's wings died down, he opened his eyes and found a purple cone standing in front of him.
If it weren't for the Divine Bee catching the faint aura in the air and temporarily lending him the power of voyeurism, with the current cultivation of Liuyun Kong, it would be impossible to imagine that there was such a huge claustrophobic space on this calm lake.
Liuyunkong cautiously touched the purple cone-shaped object. The moment the finger touched it, a spark suddenly ejected from the surface of the purple object, and then two or three flickering runes appeared in succession. But soon the runes disappeared again. At the same time, the demon slayer's fingers felt a slight burning pain.
"Is this the Strange Sky Enchantment?" The Demon Slayer's Strange Path. As the name suggests, this technique is used by the caster to create a space of spiritual power and place it in an ordinary space. This kind of enchantment does not consume much spiritual power, but it is not easy to cast, and once successful, it is very hidden.
Under normal circumstances, this Strange Sky Enchantment is a defensive technique. The other layer of space created out of thin air is a completely safe defensive body, which cannot be detected and entered by a sane person. Unless the caster himself commands, it is difficult to easily attack from the outside.
Liuyunkong subconsciously frowned, deeply aware of the thorniness of the hidden enemy.
Just as he pondered the way to solve it, the hull of the boat floating on the lake shook slightly, and slowly merged into the purple space that was half-hanging on the surface of the lake as the water rippled. The demon slayer secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly rushed forward, trying to rescue the young man who was immersed in it, but unfortunately it was a step too late, and he watched the boat carrying the young man completely disappear into the calm lake, leaving no trace.
The light in the barrier was dim, and the water flowed slowly, washing away the rubble on the edge of an island in the middle of the barrier, making a slight crackling sound.
The song came from this small island, and in the young man's still confused eyes, he vaguely saw a blooming lotus flower in the center of the island, and a young girl sat in the center of the lotus. She was dressed in a soft pink and white satin dress, the corners of her small mouth were slightly flattened downward, and her faint eyebrows were written with a sad countenance. She kept singing, her slightly curled eyelashes squeezing tears out of her eyes and flowing on her skin as smooth as white jade.
Zhang Xun's body moved involuntarily, climbed out of the boat step by step, slowly walked ashore, and approached the singing girl like a mechanic.
The creaking of his feet on the soft mud startled the girl. She looked up and opened her eyes, the sadness on her face instantly turned to horror, and she suddenly stopped singing, shouting at the approaching teenager.
"Don't come here! Come on! Let's go! β
The singing was suddenly interrupted, and Zhang Xun's unbridled thoughts were pulled back again. He staggered a few steps, looked down at the soft mud under his feet, looked around, and finally turned his gaze back to the beautiful girl who was shouting loudly.
"Who are you? What is this place? β
This is not the West Lake, there are no lights, no painting boats, and no light boats...... The only thing left in his mind was the sad song.
He shuddered, and looked at the weeping girl again: she was bent over, leaning on the lotus and twitching her weak shoulders, and on her back was a black oval object, which was somewhat out of step with her feminine and delicate.
Even though he suspected that the song had brought him to this unknown place, the helpless appearance of the girl at this moment made him unable to turn his head away. He took another step forward and held out his hand.
"Girl, it doesn't matter if you want ......"
As if electrocuted, the girl bounced up from the lotus, her body kept retreating, the horror spreading in her eyes was almost overflowing, and her mouth was babbling.
"Quick...... Come on...... Come on! β
What exactly is she afraid of?
In the next second, he immediately knew the answer.
A dull and flirtatious voice suddenly emerged from the dark bottom of the water, echoing around the island.
"Night, night...... Are you disobedient again? β