It was half of July.

Since the relocation of the capital, there have been many major events in the Great Qi government and the opposition.

Facts have proved that the auspicious arrival of purple qi from the east cannot prove the correctness of moving the capital, let alone bless the people of the world.

At least, in the hands of an emperor who was constantly dying, it really made the people feel less secure.

The matter of the Spring Festival Yuan Zhong Kui, secretly fueled by various forces, has spread and has become a topic of conversation among the people after dinner.

Although there are many versions between Buddhism and Taoism, as well as between the powerful and powerful in various places.

However, the opera and drama reviews related to the underworld occupy the mainstream of rumors.

The little emperor forced Zhong Kui to death based on his appearance......

Zhong Li, the youngest sister of the Zhong family, cried down the Linzi city wall......

CRRC ordered Zhao to see the beauty of the little sister of the Zhong family and robbed the people's daughter......

Grievances are all over the sky, and Linzi is snowing in April......

None of this is outrageous, and there are even more bizarre ones to come.

The old emperor was deceived by the little emperor's anger, the disciples of Buddhism could not be protected, the leader of the Taoist system died, and the emperor Kong Han'an blessed the dead Zhong Kui, although Zhong Kui died, he was still loyal, and fought back and forth with the old emperor......

Later, he also hit the emperor's mausoleum and fought the first emperor with a few tomb robbers, causing an earthquake around Linzi for a period of time!!

The logic of the story is seamless, ups and downs, fascinating, and makes the people talk about it.

There are many people who have experience in tomb robbing, and claim that the details are perfect.

There are also many people who claim to have relatives in the palace at home, and their eyebrows are flying and spitting are flying, and they look like this.

Because of Zhong Kui's loyalty and bravery, he became the door god, because of the old emperor's deception, the imperial city is full of ghosts, which is also with the haunting of the imperial city in Linzi before the little emperor moved the capital, which makes it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

There must be discrepancies between the story and the truth, and the people don't care about these, they are satisfied with having melons to eat.

In addition, all sects have a positive image in it, and those who bear the blame are the royal family, so the Confucian students of Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism are silent.

Why did Confucianism remain silent?

Don't you see that the central idea of this story is loyalty?

Moreover, Confucianism has to remain silent now......

Because, the former prime minister and the Taifu are now saints.

Zhishi, which means resignation......

The prime minister has worked hard and worked hard for the sake of Daqi, and now he is in the prime of life, how can he be a leader?

Especially after Taifu Zhishi, the little emperor arrogantly set the state religion as Buddhism, built the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, and repaired the Shaolin Temple on Songshan......

Daoist Yuan Daoren died, and the dragons had no leader, and they couldn't control it for a while.

How do you look like the little emperor, I was recited by those foreign monks and fascinated my heart.

There are even more outrageous.

The Xiang family of Huaiyang County is strong and has raised the banner of King Qin!

But he actually won the imperial court, and the patriarch of the Xiang clan was named the king of Chu!

A thousand waves were stirred up all of a sudden, and the situation in the government and the opposition was in turmoil.

Even the people were shocked to lose the melons in their hands, thinking that the little emperor's brain was broken.

The old farmers in the melon fields all know that regardless of whether they are anti-rebellious or not, they can get a king by revolting at this time.

Earn sure!

Whether the little emperor's brain is bad or not, it has nothing to do with Nan Guo Dou, and busy people don't have the time to think about judging the good or bad of things.

He now just wanted to get the letter safe and sound to its destination.

Nan Guo Dou is a small person......

Even if there has not been a word about him in four hundred and four chapters, even if the name has been misremembered, or even forgotten......

But little people also have the lives of little people!

No matter how humble a person is, there are rivers flowing in his bones, not to mention that he once had the best talent?

After being rescued by Niu Dou, although he was disgusted by the insects he ate, he finally recovered some talents.

With a period of hard work, he successfully became a scribe in Fengyin Town, Jiange County.

It's just a small official, but it's enough for him to get a little peace of mind in his busyness and leisure......

Now, the frontier is in an emergency, and the poisonous person seems to have the intention of breaking the ban again.

The Feihong biography is invalid for some reason, and someone needs to send the book thousands of miles to the government.

Eventually, the task fell to him.

Who called him a newcomer?

Although Daqi is in turmoil, the construction of grassroots units cannot be destroyed by a temporary turmoil in the government and the opposition.

Nanguo Dou starry night and night, all the way to the post station fast horse, galloping in the mountains and mountains.

It was late at night, and the road he was walking was a bit rough.

This is not a straight road built by Daqi, but a main road in the former Shu Kingdom......

This was taught by the old man at the post station.

It is rumored that this road was once an important pass of Shu State, Jianmen Pass.

Later, many undead ghosts were gathered, and it became a place of death.

However, Emperor Xudu rose in Jiange County, and one day, one person and one sword, sent all the ghosts and monsters in the Sword Gate Pass into the underworld.

So, the road is safe.

The imperial court had intended to repair the road, but a series of events later caused the plan to be scrapped.

However, if Nan Guo Dou is in a hurry and takes this road, it will save some time.

Hurry, of course!

The request of the errand is to deliver the letter 20 days before the month, and return to Fengyin Town with the receipt at the end of the month.

Because the letter sent belonged to a military aircraft, this task had to be achieved.

Otherwise, not only will the job of the little official be lost, but it will also be lost.

But it's already a month and a half!

There was a rain some time ago, and there was a delay on the road of Nangong Dou.

If you continue to take the straight road, it will take seven or eight days to reach the county office.

The old man said that taking the road of Jianmen Pass could save him three days.

Nan Guo Dou gritted his teeth and left.

The starry night is combined, and it is natural to wear the stars and the moon.

Although the road is deserted, there are also traces of people.

It's just that late at night now, it always makes Nan Guodou have some heart palpitations.

After all, it's easy to hit ghosts at night......

And he really bumped into the ghost......

The ghost is still his daughter-in-law......

Shaking his head and putting aside his distracting thoughts, Nan Guo Dou struck another whip on the horse under his crotch, hoping that it would run faster.

Soon, the intersection of the big and small sword mountains appeared in front of him, a majestic and majestic checkpoint, narrating the weight of history to the south Guo Dou.

The Sword Gate Pass has been abandoned, the two mountains are towering, blocking the stars and moonlight, and the door hole is secluded, without a trace of light.

The mottled city wall, the pitch-black front, the entire Sword Gate Pass is like a giant beast with an open mouth, waiting for Nan Guo Dou to throw himself into the net.

The horse seemed to be forced by the momentum, frightened, with a long roar, his hooves raised forward, and he knocked Nan Guo Dou to the ground, but he ran away!

Nan Guo Dou fell dizzy, his whole body was in severe pain, and his skeleton was about to fall apart.

But he did not bother to check the wounds, cursed the horses, and first touched the letter in his bosom.

The letter was still there, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He expected such a situation.

The old man of the post house told him that although there are no ghosts and monsters in Jianmen Pass, it has experienced countless battles and has become a momentum of its own.

The old man had advised him to dismount and walk, but the night was dark, and by the time he found out, it was too late.

"Damn, I'm such a sand sculpture, and I added a whip before......"

Nan Guo Dou scolded himself indignantly.

If he hadn't been in such a hurry to give the horse that whip, but had just moved forward steadily, perhaps the horse would not have fled in fright.

Issues such as compensation for post station officials and horses are not things he has to consider now.

The official horse ran away, and his marching efficiency was slowed down by 10 percent......

"Alas......"

Nan Guo Dou looked at the sword gate in front of him and sighed.

Now that there is no village in front of the village and no store in the back, what else can I do?

Let's go......

He limped and walked into the Sword Gate.

For some reason, he always felt that the doorway of the Sword Gate Pass was a little too deep and long, and a cool breeze blew through, making him feel cold all over.

It's the middle of July, and the July night shouldn't be so cold.

This cold made him inexplicably think of when he first met Xiaowan......

Nan Guo Dou shook his body, comforting himself in his heart, it must be a psychological effect.

It must be......

He walked for an unknown amount of time before he walked through the doorway of the sword gate.

Out of Jianmen Pass, it is a village with broken walls, and the lights in it are colorful, as if the world has changed.

It's just a lamp, which is made of white paper, and the color of the knot is also tied with white silk.

It's weird......

Is this a festival, or is it a filial piety?

Nan Guo Dou felt weird, shook his head, and shook off the thought of coming forward to ask......

The old man at the post station said to Nan Guo Dou that since the ghosts in Jianmen Pass were cleared by Emperor Xudu, there were also some homeless homeless people living in natural disasters after Jianmen Pass, so he was not surprised that there was anger in front of him.

The old man also said, crossing the road of Jianmen Pass, it takes five days to ride a horse slowly, and it takes three days to whip a fast horse.

He just wants to complete his mission now and live well......

The residents of the village were strangely shaped, but Nan Guo Dou turned a blind eye.

Since Kong Han'an ascended to immortality and was crowned the emperor of Xudu, his legend has begun to circulate in the world.

There are many storytellers and excellent actors, and many theatrical stories are arranged according to the image of Emperor Xudu and his subordinates.

Some profiteers found an opportunity and began to sell all kinds of masks and decorative clothing.

It's not good to say anything else, at least in Jiange County, these "netherworld costumes" are very popular, that is, the children of his neighbors often wear bull demon masks to scare him.

At first, he would be a little frightened, but after a long time, Nan Guo Dou was no longer surprised.

It's just that some adults wear masks, which always makes Nan Guodou feel naïve.

But when he thought of what the old man said, the other party was a homeless man, he was relieved.

The masks and clothes sold by those profiteers are of extremely poor quality, and they will break down in a short time, and it is understandable if the other party is really a homeless person who picks up the rags and uses them.

Not far through the small village, he was stopped by two men wearing Shura's masks.

"You, where did you come from?"

Nan Guo Dou felt strange in his heart.

Why are the homeless so vigilant now?

Before he could reply, another Shura-masked man tugged at his companion and spoke.

"We're on vacation today, and we've finally finished the meeting, and the vacation isn't long in coming, so what's the matter, let's go, drink."

The man thought for a moment and nodded.

The two left under Nan Guo Dou's bewildered gaze.

Nan Guo Dou thought it was weird......

Is it me who is sick or are these two people sick?

What holidays? What to meet?

Is it really a holiday today?

But with the task in his body, Nan Guo Dou really didn't want to make trouble, and when he saw that the people had left, he continued to move forward.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Nan Guodou felt that he had hallucinated......

The moon in the sky seemed to be much larger than usual, and there seemed to be the shadow of a three-legged bird on it......

If there is a three-legged bird in this world, it must be in a bad state......

Nan Guo Dou shook his head again.

Running around all night, coupled with the injury of falling from his horse before, made it difficult for him to continue.

His legs were heavy, and his throat was thirsty.

The food and water bladders were taken away by the official horses, and he had no way to replenish his strength.

There was a small river not far from him, but the river was muddy, which made Nan Guo Dou not want to get close.

No more......

It's time to take a break......

From a distance, there was a manor in front of him, and he decided to go there and settle down and beg for a bowl of water to drink.

Wangshan ran a dead horse, this manor looked not far away, but it also made Nan Guo Dou go for a long time.

When he approached Zhuangzi, he realized that the scale of this manor was not small.

The huge plaque tells Nan Guo Dou that Zhuangzi's name is Meng Pozhuang.

The surname Meng made Nan Guo Dou think of his late daughter-in-law......

When I think of my daughter-in-law, I think of that minotaur......

Nan Guo Dou shook his head again, wanting to remove the superfluous thoughts from his heart......

What do you want her to do, I don't know how many years this plaque has been hanging at a glance, and what does it have to do with her.

Hurry up and ask for a bowl of water to drink, rest and rest, and continue on the road.

Walking to the door, Nan Guo Dou's face couldn't help but become strange.

In front of Meng Po Village, there is a wooden board with a line of words written on it.

"Fifty dollars a bowl of soup."

He has seen a lot of this kind of thing.

After all, there are always people who come to the door to beg for food, and some people are too annoying, so they deliberately leave a message.

It's just that most of the results are not good.

After all, most literate people can eat with a mouthful of food, and those who are so depressed that they beg for soup and water are generally illiterate.

But......

Your fifty dollars a bowl is really too much, isn't it?

Why don't you grab it!?

His throat was like a fire, he really didn't want to leave, gritted his teeth, and finally went up and knocked on the door.

"Is the Lord's house there? Okay, give the thirsty traveler a sip of water. ”

"Squeak."

Meng Po Zhuang's door slowly opened, and a woman with white hair and a very oppressive sense poked out her face, looked at Nan Guo Dou with a frown, and said coldly.

"What thirsty traveler should not try to cheat to eat and drink."

"Today's Midyear Festival, Meng Pozhuang is not open, and I don't care about you, where are you going back and forth."

"Bang!"

The banker's door is closed.

Nan Guo Dou ate the closed door, and his face was burning.

Midyear Festival? How I haven't heard of it.

Don't you do good deeds and accumulate virtue during the holidays?

I can't give up a bowl of water, and I'm blind to your big Zhuangzi.

If you don't give it to drink, you won't give it to drink, it's not rare!

I really can't do it, so I can only drink the muddy river water.

Nan Guo Dou sighed and walked towards the river.

There was a woman in red by the river, with her back to him, humming a song, as if she were washing something.

The back looks familiar, and the voice sounds familiar.

In a trance, Nan Guo Dou felt that he saw his deceased wife.

For some reason, his deceased wife always came to his mind tonight.

Now that yin and yang are separated, what do you want her to do, you can't really see her again.

Nan Guo Dou shook his head again.

But looking at the figure in front of me, maybe I was exhausted, or maybe I understood it......

Nanguo Dou Ghost made a call to the gods.

"Wan'er!"

The woman's figure paused, turned around, and said in surprise.

"Husband? How did you come to the underworld!? ”

Nan Guo Dou's complexion changed greatly.

Finished! What the hell!