Chapter 12 The Blocked Bridge
Kong Qi climbed up the Nai He Bridge again, because his feet were very slippery, he walked one step and slid half a step, he was helpless, and shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Under the bridge is the ghost crying wolf howling, the left and right clouds are gloomy, and the feet are next to each other, and they have walked for an hour.
When it came time to get off the bridge, although it was also slippery, it was much easier, and Kong Qi let out a long breath.
Then I heard a rough voice singing: "
What a day on the bridge, what a beach in the world.
However, plum blossoms are planted in the beach, and plum blossoms are picked for wine money.
When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep with the flowers.
Half-drunk and half-awake day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year. ”
After singing, another clear voice said to the song: "
I hope that the old man will die in the wine room, and he will not bow in front of the carriage and horse.
The car dust is full of rich and noble people, and the wine cup and flower branches are in the forest.
If you compare the high-ranking officials to the poor ghosts, one is in the earth and the other is in the sky.
If the flowers and wine are compared to the carriages and horses, why should they be idle and I will be idle. ”
Kong Qi has come to the eyes of the singer, and he saw that the two of them had long clothes and big sleeves, and they were all forty or fifty-year-old scholars, dressed as scholars, playing long swords and singing.
The singing melody is heroic and strange, and it is forgotten to listen to it.
The man on the left has a copper snake with the thickness of a bowl curled around his shoulder, and the man on the right has a strong brown iron dog lying at his feet. They all sat on the guardrail of the bridge, singing leisurely.
The serpent and the dog also seemed to revel in this beautiful song, and fell asleep quietly.
Kong Qi knew that the lyrics were born from Tang Yin's poem "Peach Blossom Temple", and he didn't break it. Seeing that the two were looking at him, he said, "The two eldest brothers sing so well, it's really moving." ”
The dog leader said, "Can you understand this song too?" ”
Kong Qi had already thought that he was the Night Wandering God, and which snake bearer was the Day Wandering God.
So he replied, "Of course I can understand it, there is a chorus part of this song, do you want to hear it?" ”
Riyoushen said with a puzzled face: "Chorus? What chorus ......? It's a casual improvise, where did the chorus come from? ”
Night Wanderer's eyes widened, showing anger, and said, "Big brother, don't listen to this splitting material, and how about watching his chorus?" If the text does not reach the meaning, the dog's tail continues to mink. Beware of our brother's sword, stab him in the eye, cut off his tongue, bite off his palms with snakes, drive dogs to bite off his calves, break his ghost, and drive him off the bridge. ”
Riyoushen nodded and said, "Just rely on the second brother and give a light punishment!" ”
This is called thin punishment! It's better to live than to die!
Kong Qi put down the urn and the bamboo basket, coughed twice, and cleared his throat, he had been trained in vocal music at Shouyi University. I have obtained a certificate of vocal music level 10, and it is still okay to call myself a fool.
Kong Qi sang loudly: "The world laughs at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others who can't see through it."
I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, and there are no flowers and no wine hoeing fields. ”
Bel canto singing is naturally beautiful.
The two gods of day and night, along with their pets, listened to it as if they were drunk, and it was really a three-day wind, endless.
After a while, Fang came back to his senses. Riyoushen stepped forward, held Kong Qi's hand, and said in a loud voice: "The foot is talented, the export is a chapter, the music is fine, the singing and writing are good, our brothers are willing to bow to the wind!" ”
Kong Qi's face couldn't help but turn red, and he was just about to explain that he was just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.
But I heard the night wandering god say compassionately: "Big brother, this little ghost is indeed a cut above us, but let him swagger here, there is a place for you and my brother in the underworld music world." I think it's better to throw him down the Lethe River. ”
Riyou Shen turned around in an instant, coughed dryly twice, and said, "Second brother, the eldest brother also has this intention!" ”
The two gods held long swords, drove snakes and lackeys towards Kongqi, and pressed viciously.
Today is considered to have encountered a ghost, and both sides are dead.
Kong Qi hurriedly said: "The two gods are slow, in the hands of the two, I know that I will die, but when I was in the yang world, I heard that the gods of the day and night are addicted to alcohol, and today I saw the lyrics of the two of them, expressing their love for wine, and preparing special wine under the next, after honoring the two, I jumped off the bridge myself, and I didn't disdain the two gods to do it, and ended up with a reputation of killing in vain,"
The two gods saw that Kong Qi said that the head was the Tao, and looked at each other.
Riyoushen said: "Count you as sensible, where is the wine?" ”
Kong Qi turned around and squatted down, swallowed the hangover pill in his sleeve, only to feel that his throat was spicy, and he endured it.
Then the lid of the clay urn was opened, and a smell of wine came out, scattered in all directions.
The two gods sniffed and nodded again and again: "Good wine, really good wine!" ”
Kong Qi held the urn and handed it to the two, and the day tour god just wanted to take it, but was stopped by the night travel god.
Yeyou Shen said: "It is said that people's hearts are sinister, and since it is good wine, how can our brothers drink it alone." Please also ask the host to drink first. ”
Kong Qi knew that he was suspicious and afraid that the wine would be poisonous. Lang Sheng said: "When you meet two great gods on the road, it is worth the trip, and you should drink it first." ”
With that, he lifted the urn to his mouth, tilted his neck, and drank the wine.
Immediately he drank the small half urn.
How can this be done? He snatched the urn and drank it in a big gulp. Even applauded the good wine. After taking a few sips, he handed it to the Night Wanderer.
The direct saliva of the night wandering greed, took it and drank it all.
Kong Qi smiled, and when he laughed, he saw the two gods withering on the ground and falling asleep.
The crushing of the urn and the sound of shattering alarmed the copper snake and iron dog.
The copper snake spit out its long tongue and attacked the hole, and the iron dog bared its teeth and rushed over with a howl.
Kong Qi kicked over the bamboo basket, sprinkled the fragrant bun on the ground, and said: "Good dog, good snake, good ...... The steamed buns are delicious, please enjoy them. ”
The snake and dog smelled the steamed bun, swallowed it indiscriminately, and ate between the buns, each of them numb.
Kong Qi really wanted to kick these two vassals who were elegant and jealous of the gods off the bridge.
In the end, he just spat on the noodles and left.
Kong Qi walked all the way down the Nai He Bridge, there is a high platform on the right side of the bridge, the top is wide and the bottom is narrow, it is very peculiar.
There are nine thousand miles of Taiwan, and there are countless sheep intestine paths that zigzag to the top of the stage. There is a huge stone erected next to the road, and three big black characters are engraved on the stone: "Wangxiangtai".
There is a legend of Wangxiangtai, and Kong Qi knows it.
Once the underworld was full of wailing, crying, day and night.
Disturbing the underworld is not peaceful, when the king of Yama hears it, how can this be done?
It happened that Zhong Kui's ghost eater returned, holding half of the ghost leg in his mouth, and muttered: "What's so difficult about this, I can eat them." ”
"If you eat it all, hell will be empty, and who shall we care to go? Inappropriate! How inappropriate! King Yama shook his head repeatedly.
"King, even if you tell me to eat, how big is my belly? Talking about fun. Zhong Kui spit out a ghost bone and said with a haha.
King Yama's black face sank, and he said, "You have no jokes, and the palace is a place of ridicule." ”
Zhong Kui no longer dared to speak.
"Ghost King, go find out the reason why the ghost is crying."
Zhong Kui obeyed the order.
After a short time, he returned to his life.
Zhong Kui said: "King, those who cry and shout are all new ghosts, they have just entered the underworld, and they miss their relatives, so they cry. ”
King Yama frowned.
Zhong Kui continued: "The new ghosts heard that the cliff at the top of the famous mountain is the highest place in the underworld, and they can look at the sun from afar, so they ran up the mountain one after another. Who knew that between the yin and yang, let them look through the autumn water, cry and break their liver and intestines, in addition to a vast sea of fog in front of them, where can they see the shadow of their relatives, so they couldn't help crying. ”
King Yama sighed and said, "Their feelings are pitiful, and even Gu was touched by them. ”
Zhong Kui arched his hand and said: "King, why not build a stone platform high enough, and when you climb on this platform, you can see your relatives and all kinds of things in the sun, and talk about the pain of homesickness!" This is the benevolence of the king, so why not do it? ”
King Yama laughed and said, "The Ghost King is really a compassionate ghost, so do as you say!" ”
Zhong Kui thought to himself: "We are serious about messing with ghosts!" ”
So he received the order, led the ghost pawns, and built a "Wangxiang Tower" overnight.
The platform is nine feet high, reaching the surface.
Zhong Kui sang generously: "The dangerous platform is 100 feet high, and the eyes can see the past.
Don't dare to raise your voice, for fear of frightening the earthly people. ”
There is a ghost with rough writing and ink, and he knows that this person is tampering with the poems of his predecessors, and he doesn't dare to laugh.
Looking at the ghosts of the hometown, grateful, prostrate under their feet.
praised Zhong Kui as the "ghost king".
Kong Qi thought in his heart: "Brother Kong can be called famous in the underworld, I don't know if I can meet him?" ”
On the sheep intestine trail of Wangxiangtai, the hole gas edge goes up. I meditated in my heart: "It has been three days since I went to heaven and earth and left this world. I wonder how Mom and Dad are? How's my sister? Classmates Xu Fu, what about them? ”
"Sister Yu is okay? Where is Xiaoqing? ”
"Only in the sky can there be a beauty like her! Will she still go to the Valley of the Immortals? The word "she" naturally refers to the fairy in purple.
Thaksin walked on foot, and after a long time, the sky was dark, and the fog was getting thicker, and from a distance, one thought of the ascetics of ancient times.
The clothes are thin, wearing only a white T-shirt on the upper body and light blue open-knee jeans on the bottom. After several times of extreme crawling, it has long been fragmented and has not been identified.
At that time, the evening breeze was blowing, and I couldn't help but hug my shoulders with my arms and sneez.
His face was dusty, and he looked like he had traveled for a long time. This is in its prime, just like the golden years. But looking at this young man again, there is a faint sense of distress in his complexion, but he is worried and worried, and he has no way to avoid it.
Kong Qi is a shadow, lonely and miserable, looking at the high road of the Xiangtai platform, the stone steps of the trail are full of strange-shaped stones and stones, and the feet are painful.
When I looked back, there were ghosts walking from behind, men and women, old and young. Like countless small black dots on a curve, the loneliness of the interval, the endless loneliness.
You can't see the end of the road, you can't see the origin of the road, and you can't see the country road. There are wanderers returning to their hometowns for 8,000 years, and the nostalgia has come to the front of the house.
"Mom, I'm coming!"