After booking the train from Chizhou to Hangzhou, I wanted to get out of this inaccessible place by myself, otherwise why would I get up so early? Besides, Mo Yu's life and death mattered.

Yangzi probably hadn't slept all night, and he heard my upstairs movement and was waiting for me below. I was just standing at the top of the stairs when I saw Yangzi and looked surprised: "Yangzi, get up so early?"

"Little Second Master, where are you going?" Yangzi saw that I was carrying a mountaineering bag, and knew that I was leaving here again.

"You don't care, it's important to save Mo Yu. I looked back and looked at my room.

"Do you want me to send you. ”

I was secretly pleasantly surprised, what an empathetic man.

"Send me the station, I've booked my ticket. ”

Actually, after returning to China for so long, this time I will go out to visit the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

Say goodbye to Yangzi, I sat on the train alone, the strangers on both sides made me very awkward, and saw a family of three, the youngest son fell asleep, was held in his arms by his mother, and his father then hugged his mother, I secretly thought: I also had such happiness back then, back to the past, less running around and tired, how good.

Get off the car, it's really a unique taste to visit the West Lake alone, maybe one day find a white lady to go home, it's not bad. After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons, and I will not describe the places that my predecessors have described. Really, there is no one I am waiting for in West Lake, only the antique shop I am looking for.

I asked several people, and they all said that they had never seen an antique shop called Miaochen here, so this is strange, this person will not lie to me. I continued to investigate all the way, but I didn't find a result, until the evening, Xiaoxiao leaves were driven down, passers-by were sparse, only I sat on the bench alone, looking at the sparkling West Lake, but my heart was turbulent: Lao Tzu was deceived again......

"Xizi Lake is still the same as it was at that time, seeing that the bridge is not broken, but the soft intestines are broken......"

Who's singing? I just stood up and looked around.

The dim lights led me into a small alley, where I remember coming in the morning, where there were not so many archways and no antique shops. But now I feel different, there is no light in front, only candle shadows, the shadow sets off a woman, the red makeup costume is gorgeous, and she continues to sing:

I think that at the beginning, Qiaoting had a good spring in March, and I saw Xu Lang's love. I hope that we will often meet together in this life and be the same forest winged bird. Who knew that the flat land was in turmoil, and the joy of the past was gone. Hushan is still in trouble, and he is full of annoyance with the sea.

I was fascinated by it, and it hooked my soul. When the mood is stable, he picked up his backpack, took out the broken bell, pushed open the old wooden carved door, and looked at this back, it was a woman, standing in the center of the main hall, it can be said that the aftermath lingered for three days, and the posture was beautiful, this fairy-like woman should be a rare treasure in the world.

"Official, the little woman is polite. She smiled at me with her pink face and bowed slightly. The eyebrows and moon are curved, like a trickle of water, with plates and eyes, and a pair of eyebrows and eyes are really like water, which is incompatible with me, a "big man in a mountain village".

"Three singing and three sighing childhood songs, a song parting and meeting, who asks, flower interpretation, where to open ......"

"I ...... This ......"

"Little Girl...... Retire ......"

"Wait...... Eh......"

This antique shop seems to be very old, but why didn't anyone know that it existed? I didn't see it in the morning? I looked around, and it was all priceless antiques, treasures that are rare in these museums, how could it be here? Well, it should be a fake.

"Here you are, sit down. In front of him, a man in a tunic sat on a mahogany chair in the lobby, "Do you want tea?"

I looked, in his early thirties, his hair was very yellow, soft and thin, and the corners of his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was also the kind of weirdo who didn't set foot in the world.

"That woman just now ......"

"Official. can remember, compared to mandarin ducks in pairs, can remember, the cowherd and weaver girl will be the magpie bridge. His voice immediately became euphemistic and high-pitched, and his fingers lightly made an orchid shape.

"It's you!" Damn, my fairy sister is the obscene uncle in front of me.

The uncle took a sip of tea: "Hahahaha......"

Out of politeness, and for the sake of Mo Yu's affairs, my mouthful of old blood was temporarily held back and not spurted out: "Ahem, who are you? Can you save Mo Yu?"

"Xie Weichen, also called Shen Tan. Brother Mo's matter, we have to look at the broken bell first. ”

I handed him the bell and looked at him wrongly.

"Tut-tut, how can this be?"

I immediately went up: "What's wrong?"

He took out a carving knife and scratched lightly on the handle of the bell, which he thought was made of wood, but the color of the handle had faded, revealing a milky white hard shell under the purple-brown color. Xie Weichen smiled at him: "Boy, this national treasure-level antique was dropped by you like this?"

"I—I didn't know it was so valuable!, and you ......see," I said, pointing to the white part of the wooden handle, "Isn't this national treasure antique also stealing beams and changing columns?"

"This bell has life and has its own name, called Zimo, which was originally in pairs, and there is another one called Qingwu. As a result, Zimo will be in your hands, but it's a pity!"

"What does it have to do with Mo Yu. I wondered.

"The Netherworld God Venerable is equipped with Qingwu, and the Evil Hades King is equipped with Zi Mo. This bell can be transformed into a form at will, it can be big or small, when I saw it back then, Zi Mo was in Mo Yu's hand, and it was just a pearl-sized thing on the belt, and he pinched his fingers and counted how many hundred years this old guy had worn it. With this master's own spirituality, the bell is broken, and the master will naturally live shortly. ”

"And what's this white one?"

The uncle rubbed his hair: "I can't tell you this, this may be the reason why Mo Yu wants to hide it, in my opinion, it is because I am worried that you are scared and have a shadow in your heart." This handle, you ask him personally. ”

"No, Mo Yu has scars on his body, it shouldn't be the cause of the bell!" I retorted.

Uncle pointed his finger at my head: "Do you think that a small scar can make such a powerful Mo Yu fatal? You also know that the scar is recovering, but Mo Yu has not woken up? Can you use your pig brain to think about it?"

"What then?"

"I can only try, Mo Yu is my brother anyway, who will save him if I don't save him?" The uncle spread the broken bells on the mahogany table, took out a magnifying glass in his pocket, stacked the broken bells one by one, and tried to piece them together like a puzzle, "Live here with me these days, don't walk casually, don't touch my antiques." He said coldly.

"Huan'er, take him in. The so-called Huan'er had long been hiding behind a screen, and when he saw this uncle calling him out, he jumped up.

Huan'er is just a child, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a long green silk draped behind him at will. He tugged at my sleeve and motioned for me to come in.

It was dark inside, I couldn't see anything, Huan'er held a candle in her hand and walked in front of me: "Huan'er, what's your name, how old are you?"

"Hmph, little offspring, so rude to your elders. "Although Huan'er is small, her momentum is not low.

"Huh?"

"Old man Huan Jing, he is also a nobleman of the Eastern Han Dynasty!"

I sneered, I read history well at a young age, and I was also very good at making things up.

Xie Weichen's voice came from outside: "Huan'er!

"Hmph, here, this mermaid candle is for you. "I took the candle-like lamp.