[207] The soul in the painting
"Okay, I'll listen to your arrangement. Lin Cong endured the curiosity in his heart and said calmly.
Inserted in the crack of the wall, the faint firelight flickered a few times, and Mo Zhai was slightly stunned, his face was illuminated by the shaking firelight. The water bladder, which had been raised, stopped at the chapped lips.
In front of him, Lin Cong was also able to do what he shouldn't ask and not ask, and not say what he shouldn't say, so that he completely confirmed the loyalty of the other party with complete wishful thinking, and the last trace of his worries about it has disappeared from the bottom of his heart.
Su didn't know that Mo Zhai, whose temperament had been thoroughly explored by Lin Cong and Xiao Shizhu, trusted the soul in front of him from then on, which also aggravated his death.
"Good brother, this is the second time you've saved me. After a while, Mo Zhai gently patted Lin Cong's shoulder, and said with emotion: "To use an old saying in the world, I, Mo Zhai, will definitely be rich and noble to you in the future, and I will not forget each other." βγ
"It should be saved from you. Unexpectedly, in exchange for Lin Cong's indifferent answer: "Yu Gong, I am your subordinate, I can't see death without saving;
"Alas, I used to have no eyes, but today I really see that you are a ghost who values love and righteousness. In the future, you can say you directly to me. Mo Zhai, who was so moved that his body trembled, sighed and said generously: "And in the future, you will be the commander of the Moxia of this sect, and the Moxia of the entire Mo family will listen to you." βγ
Lin Cong was slightly stunned when he heard this, he couldn't believe his ears, this statement was more gratifying than Mo Zhai calling him a brother.
Moxia is the mainstay of the Mo family, and it is also the highest level among the Moxia, all of them are human souls who practice or practice martial arts, and almost all of them are equipped with divine arts; But after the bird slippery was secretly executed by Xiao Shizhu, these ink heroes were directly mobilized by Mo Zhai.
Lin Cong never dreamed that Mo Zhai would wave his hand and hand over all Mo Xia to him without hesitation.
If Mo Zhai hadn't been by his side, he would definitely have been so ecstatic that he danced with his hands, and maybe he would have to learn to look up like a wolf and whine twice.
"That's not necessary, I'm really not interested in being an official. In addition to secretly rejoicing in his heart, he was just stunned for a moment, and Lin Cong hurriedly calmed down. At this time, he couldn't figure out whether Mo Zhai's move was a temptation, so he had to deliberately show an indifferent expression, shook his head gently, and replied flatly: "I don't ask for much, if you call me brother, then I will also call you brother, as long as I can help you do things, Lin Cong will be content." βγ
Strange things happen every day, and there are a lot of them today; Mo Zhai was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't say anything when he grew his mouth, and looked at Lin Cong in a daze; he saw a brand new Lin Cong, a selfless and fearless Lin Cong who only wanted to pay for him and not ask for anything in return.
After a brief period of consternation, Mo Zhai's trust in Lin Cong increased a little.
"Then you will listen to the eldest brother and help the eldest brother manage the ink heroes. Mo Zhai smiled indifferently, and at the same time stretched out his hand: "Help the eldest brother up." βγ
Lin Cong gently held his arm, but did not help him up, but said with a worried face: "Your wound is just healing, why don't you rest again?"
"Don't worry, your eldest brother and I used to be a good protΓ©gΓ© of Emperor Xudu, and I can stand up to this injury. Mo Zhai smiled, his smile natural and sincere, and then explained to Lin Cong without concealment: "I killed Yin Lingzi, and these injuries are due to him, so we have to leave the Dome City as soon as possible." Otherwise, you won't be able to leave at dawn. The voice regained a bit of neutral breath again.
"I see, no wonder he was so badly injured. Presumably, the city was already in chaos at this time. Lin Cong thought like this in his heart, but there was no surprise on his face, he was still calm as water, and after nodding slightly, he helped Mo Zhai up, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to my eldest brother." β......
Chutian County, Yuque City.
Therefore, it is close to the hinterland of Xuanyanzhou, so although the climate is humid, there is no severe cold in winter, and there is no heat in summer.
Although it is the depths of winter at this time, there are still green mountains and beautiful rivers in Yuque City. Verdant bamboos surround the houses, the pavilions are left and right, and the cool mountain breeze blowing through the city will bring a wave of surging green waves.
The blood-dripping rhododendron, which can only be seen in the underworld, is dotted under some cypress banyan trees that grow on both sides of the mountain road, or between the ancient pine bluestones, which are gently rippling in the wind.
From time to time, drips of bright red flower juice oozed from the stamens, slowly slid down the slightly curved petals to the top, and after a pause, they dripped onto the bluestone pavement in the city, blooming with a drop of blood-red water.
And the order in the city, under the management of Xiao Shizhu, Lu Wu and Yingying, only took seven days to return to normal.
Merchants from all over the underworld came to this place again and went about their business as usual, and in less than a month, the streets of the city were filled with ghosts one after another. The cries of selling, shouting and bargaining kept coming from the winding mountain roads.
Among the old trees in the clear spring, next to the Bailian Waterfall, among the rows of shops built against the cuibi cliff, the ghosts enter and exit are even more lively, and once again tell the ghosts of the underworld the wealth and prosperity of this mountain city.
On this day, Xiao Shizhu went down early, and when the mountain fog had not completely dispersed, he changed into a short brown made of burlap, and took Lu Wu Yingying and King Kong to climb the parapet at the top of the sinkhole, and looked down condescendingly.
I saw that outside the Yuque City, there was a beautiful appearance in the south, and the lake water was translucent, which flickered and appeared in the clouds and fog, and the winding Yuqu River passed through it.
Then turn around and look to the north, the sparkling Yuque River in the distance, on the Chutian Plain, a few scattered hills are like white exercises, flowing quietly.
In the morning mist that slowly fades, it gradually emerges, and the Xuanwu Lake, where the water is like jasper, can also be seen.
Overlooking the foot again, the clouds and mist float between the mountain walls, the steep ridge eaves and teeth are exposed, and the green bamboo and ancient cypress loom, just like the Qiongge Immortal Tower in the fairy mountain.
Looking at this pleasant scenery, Xiao Shizhu, who was relaxed and happy, blurted out and sung softly: "The green clouds are visible, the fog is hidden, the mountains look at the thousands of lakes, and the eyes look at the distant river." βγ
This is the first time since Xiao Shizhu came to the underworld that he did not take advantage of the loophole of the reincarnation system and wrote his own poems. Although it is not as good as Li Du's poems that have been passed down by thousands of mouths in the world, it is his real feeling.
"Big brother, you're in a good mood today. Lu Wu, who followed him, stepped forward and stood side by side with him: "I'm starting to chant poetry again." βγ
King Kong and Ying Ying are silent, King Kong does not know poetry and songs, only swords, guns and sticks. And since Yingying was in the tower, although she has surrendered sincerely, she still maintains her indifference in the past.
Unless there was something important to discuss with Xiao Shizhu, she was still silent. Most of the time, she is burying her head in her own work.
At first, Xiao Shizhu was still wondering if the other party was thinking twice, but after slowly discovering that Yingying was just a habit, he didn't delve into it anymore.
"yes. Xiao Shizhu turned his head, and after his eyes fell on his face, he smiled indifferently: "I'm about to leave the city, and Yuque will be handed over to you to take care of first." βγ
"In such a hurry?" Lu Wu's eyes flashed with surprise, obviously he didn't know in advance that Xiao Shizhu was going to leave the city immediately.
"Well, I'm going back to pick up my wife, and she's about to give birth in the future. Xiao Shizhu raised the corners of his mouth, reached out and stroked the long hair on Lu Wu's neck a few times: "I will take King Kong and the national teacher first, and I will leave it to you and Julong." And the affairs of Yankong County are taken care of by Hu Hui as usual. But when I return, I hope you've done everything you can do with dividing the country into four palaces. βγ
When he spit out the word "wife", although Yingying's face was still indifferent, the ring finger of her right hand hidden in her sleeve couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Don't worry. Lu Wu put away his smile, nodded solemnly and said, "Say hello to my sister-in-law for me." βγ
"Well, let's go. Xiao Shizhu raised his hand as he spoke, straightened his five fingers and made a goodbye gesture, then turned to leave, still so casual.
Ying Ying and King Kong also bowed slightly to Lu Wu and chased after him.
The three ghosts got off the parapet and walked into the city. Bathed in the cloudy light, he walked slowly towards the outside of the city under the mountain.
Although Xiao Shizhu has become a prince and king, he often visits in micro-clothes, and his behavior, words and deeds are no different from those of the small people in the market; In addition, they were all dressed in civilian clothes, but they were not recognized by the ghosts in the city.
It's just that although Yingying is dressed in plain clothes, she looks good, and sometimes she can attract the side eyes and commotion of the men walking on the street.
After walking for a long time, they came to the halfway up the mountainside, Xiao Shizhu saw that there was an antique shop not far ahead, and thought on a whim: "It's not appropriate to go back without some gifts?"
When he came to the door, he raised his eyes and looked at the three big words "Juyuanzhai" on the plaque at the door, and then crossed the threshold without hesitation and walked in.
After entering the door, I saw that the store was not too big, and the decoration was extremely simple, facing the door was a purple purlin screen, which was covered with ivory carvings.
Bypassing the quaint screen, I saw a counter in the middle of the room on the opposite side of the screen, and two huge mahogany shelves on the left and right sides of the wall, on which all kinds of jade, porcelain and bronze were placed.
After Xiao Shizhu looked around the store, his eyes fell on the shopkeeper who rubbed his hands and walked around the counter and stepped forward to greet him. But on the wall behind the counter, in the middle of the wall hung an ancient painting with a slightly yellowed edge.
In the painting, next to the bluestone stream, a woman with handsome cheeks and beautiful cheeks is sitting on the bluestone, carefully studying the scroll in her hand.
The painting shows the clear stream flowing slowly, the sideburns in the woman's ears, and the hosta flower at her feet also moving slightly with the wind, and sometimes the woman can be seen blinking gently. But he always lowered his head, and his eyes did not take his eyes off the book in his hand.
It was the first time Xiao Shizhu had seen a moving painting, and he was surprised for a while.
"The guest officer is really eye-catching. The shopkeeper stood still in front of him, looked at his demeanor, and after a roll of his eyes, he flattered him with a good voice: "At a glance, I have taken a fancy to the soul in this painting." βγ