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At that time, it was late, and there was a big bright moon hanging in the sky, and the clear and soft moonlight was reflected on the lake, showing a silvery white blue shadow, and the breeze was shining everywhere, making people feel like they were in the galaxy. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!) At this time, Taihu Lake was in it, only to see the distant water connecting to the sky, sparkling and moving, the so-called bright moon at the end of the world, but that's it. Xiao Yao sat in the boat and faced such a beautiful scenery, and for a while he only felt a clear state of mind, and there was no other distraction.

At this moment, the night was quiet and the water was bright, and it stands to reason that the boatman should be faster when he was looking for the waterway and rowing, but perhaps because of the nervousness and fear in his heart, Xiao Yao actually realized that he had to turn the bow of the boat several times and find a new way. Although he was very anxious about such a situation, he thought about it again, this fisherman was just an ordinary farmer, and under the prestige of the government and the lure of his own money, it was not easy to agree to send him to the so-called "ghost island" that he had never dared to set foot on before, and if he put pressure on him again, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not fall into a desperate and helpless situation, and if he couldn't think about it for a while, he would not want to go to the "ghost island" If you are sent to death, and you can't disobey the orders of the officials, and you simply commit suicide by throwing yourself into the lake, then only with the rowing experience accumulated by rowing the kind of two-person boat when you were playing in the park before, I am afraid that even if you know how to return to the waterway of the Taihu Lake, you may not be able to row back until you starve to death. It was precisely because he thought of this that Xiao Yao was patient, and did not urge the boatman to go quickly, but let him row the boat slowly.

He walked and stopped, sometimes backwards, sometimes diagonally, until midnight, when the boatman suddenly let out a low cry and exclaimed, "It's 'ghosts hitting the wall', it's 'ghosts hitting the wall', how did you get here?"

When Xiao Yao heard the voice, he hurriedly stood up from the cabin and asked in a deep voice, "What 'ghost hit the wall'? What's going on? Where have we been?"

The boatman pointed to a dark figure a few miles away, and said tremblingly, "That small continent...... That island was originally located in the east, but I have been traveling north, how can I ...... now? How can we get here? It must be 'ghosts hitting the wall', sir, we can't get out, we are trapped by the water ghosts in Taihu Lake, we can't get out......" said and sat paralyzed in the cabin, obviously scared to the extreme.

When Xiao Yao heard this, although he also felt very strange, he didn't care about it in his heart, but vaguely felt that this place might be related to the Murong family. He was about to ask where the boatman was, but he was so disturbed that he was so frightened that he was afraid that it would be in vain to ask, and it would only add to his troubles, so after thinking for a while, he said, "Boatman, please take me there." If there is an evil spirit, I will eradicate it for you, and you need not be afraid. ”

Since the fisherman saw Xiao Yao's extraordinary speech, luxurious clothes, and obvious that he was a well-known figure, he had always respected it in his heart, and he did not dare to go beyond it slightly. At this time, when I heard him say this, and then contacted his identity, I also believed five or six points in my heart, and secretly said that it was not that God had sent a god who specialized in subduing demons and eliminating demons to come down to exorcise demons for us? As soon as he thought of this, he immediately gained confidence again, and his body also regained strength, and he immediately rowed his oars and sailed towards the swarthy island.

A few miles later, the island was close at hand. When he got closer, Xiao Yao saw clearly that the small continent was still slightly smaller than the previous peninsula, and the continent was covered with sand and rocks, and the water and grass were overgrown, and it was obviously a deserted continent where no one had been here for a long time. Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see that there seem to be piles of black objects on the continent, but they are too far away to see clearly for the time being. At that time, the moon passed in the middle of the sky, and the clouds moved slightly, completely obscuring the entire moon, and the moonlight could only occasionally penetrate through the gaps in the clouds and sprinkle on the surface of the lake. When Xiao Yao saw this small continent, he hurriedly let the boatman dock.

The boat got closer and closer, Xiao Yao stared, and when there was still two or three zhang left from the shore on the bow of the boat, he suddenly used his feet to force his feet, volleyed a little over the side of the boat, and used the light body exercise to tread the water, and in a blink of an eye, he had stepped on the small continent. When the fisherman saw this scene, he was immediately shocked, knelt in the boat and bowed to Xiao Yao again and again, chanting words in his mouth, and he was extremely pious for a while.

This small continent is extremely small, and there are no ravines and ravines to obscure the view, Xiao Yao looks around, and he can see everything around him at a glance. Only then did he appear, and from a distance, the piles of black objects on the continent turned out to be a large area of masonry and rubble that had become ruins, as well as broken and rotten wooden pillars. Since he had already seen such a ruin before, he didn't have much surprise in his heart when he saw him again, but he just walked into it and rummaged through it at random, trying to find some clues that could prove the glory of this place.

Just as Xiao Yao was looking around, at a glance, he suddenly saw a vermilion inlaid with gold, and a corner of the plaque with gold edges on a red background faintly appeared under a piece of broken wood. At this time, it coincided with the movement of the clouds and the faint appearance of the moonlight, Xiao Yao saw this scene, his heart moved, and he secretly thought that since there is a plaque, then it is natural to deduce the ins and outs of this place from the words engraved on it. As soon as he thought of this, he immediately walked over quickly, and after some efforts, he finally cleared all the things that were pressed on the plaque, and when he took out the plaque, the two beautiful and simple characters in front of him made his heart shock.

The plaque engraved is the word "listening to incense"!

Seeing these two words, Xiao Yao suddenly realized in his heart and understood. It turned out that the small island he was on at this time was the "Listening to Perfume Pavilion" where Azhu lived back then, and the peninsula he had been to before was the "Qinyun Xiaozhu" where Abi lived. Thinking of Tianlong's original work, Duan Yu was held hostage back then, and he was in Qinyun Xiaozhu with Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi and Gu Mozhi, while Ah Bi and Ah Zhu were lying on the side, and Duan Yu escaped from danger with a subtle mechanism, and then took Wang Yuyan from Mantuo Villa to Listen to Perfume Pavilion again, but met two masters of Yunzhou Qinjiazhai and Sichuan Qingcheng faction who wanted to find trouble with Murong Fu, and the two sides had a wonderful confrontation. Thinking of the qiē that had been born in these two places back then, Xiao Yao's heart was stirred, and the qiē was suddenly like a dream.

Walking in the meantime, the exquisite Jiangnan hut built here has long been crushed into powder by the waves of history. No matter how thrilling it was back then, it will inevitably turn into silence, and eventually it will always turn into a bowl of loess, dissipating with the wind in the distant brilliance that no one can touch anymore.