The Black Catcher took the sword in his hand and escorted us away at a rapid pace, only to stop when the fire had completely subsided and there was a white realm around us. The black catcher said with a serious face, "Why did you end up here?"

"We were about to ask you this sentence, are you really a cold-faced god or a fake?" Hu Xiaoer was about to poke the seven-star sword, but before his fingers touched the black catcher, he stepped back, and he had to turn around and touch his nose in embarrassment.

The black catcher frowned tightly, and looked at me and Hu Xiaoer with some suspicion.

I asked, "Black Catcher, have you ever seen my senior brother and my tenth aunt?"

He stared at us for a long time before he lowered his brow and shook his head at us. I told him about my previous experience with Hu Xiaoer, and there was some doubt in his eyes.

"All in all, we must not be careless, let alone be fooled by what we see in front of us. I said, "The most important thing is to find a way to break the illusion as soon as possible, I'm afraid that Senior Brother and Ten Gu will be in danger." ”

In an instant, the eyebrows and eyes of the black catcher became sharp, and the seven-star sword clanged in the scabbard.

Hu Xiaoer said: "But the red wind and dust are scheming, and there are many elephants in the illusion, how to find a way to solve it?"

He and I were both lost in thought.

"Guess who she is. The black catcher suddenly stepped forward, "Ma Shiyou is also afraid that someone will mess with his paintings, he said that as long as he tells the true identity of that person, the illusion can be broken." ”

It's the first time I've heard such a statement.

I just wanted to speak, but I heard the person next to me gasp, put his hand to his mouth and shouted: "Fengyue Building, the owner of the Red Wind Dust-"

This sound was heard for a long time, and only echoes wandered in the white realm, and then there was no change. The black catcher and I both looked at the person who spoke strangely, and Hu Xiaoer coughed dryly: "You see, this red wind and dust is really not that simple. ”

When the words fell, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the sky above the white boundary.

"Giggles, clucks—"

The woman's laughter came from all directions, and the woman who was as charming as a fox seemed to transform into countless figures, hiding behind these white mist and laughing.

"Giggles, clucks—"

The laughter made my scalp tingle, and Hu Xiaoer covered his ears and jumped to his feet. The black catcher also had a painful expression, gritted his teeth and "brushed-" and pulled out the seven-star sword and said sharply: "Don't be sneaky, who are you?"

"Giggles, clucks—"

She smiled even more, but not long after, another sentence came from it,

"You secretly said that this big dream will last for a lifetime, so you might as well go and see what it is. ”

Then the stars shifted, and I closed my eyes in a drowsy drowsy in the fog and the eerie laughter......

Small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, flat boats and fishermen, and the sons and brothers in splendid costumes walked over the bluestone slabs, raising their eyebrows and showing the folding fans in their hands to the smiling girls on the top of the attic. When I opened my eyes and saw the bustling streets and forests, I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in my heart: "This is Sunset Town, will we come out......

It was empty on both sides of my side, and I realized that I had been standing alone on this street for a long time, and no one noticed. And the plaque on the top of the high attic reads the words "Fengyue Pavilion".

"Wind-Moon-Pavilion-"

I repeated it several times and suddenly realized that this was not Sunset Town, but Suyang Fang, the real Jiangnan.

There is an ethereal sound of silk and bamboo wafting out from the teahouse on the side, I think from my previous experience, there must be a person in this who is the subject of the illusion, that is, what Hong Fengchen wants us to see.

I walked in the middle of the street and observed all kinds of passers-by.

So who could this person be?

Where did Hu Xiaoer and the black catcher go?

Could it be that we are all in this illusion and not see each other?

......

As I was walking, the sound of two people talking came from the bookstall not far away, one of them was wearing a white shirt, carrying a bamboo box, his eyes were clear, and my face was still a little familiar.

The man in white squatted next to the bookshelf, holding a small book in his hand, his eyes open to the boss, reading with relish.

The stall owner joked with him: "You can read it when you come back, my book is going to be ruined by you, what is there to see?"

"It's fun here!" said the man in the white shirt as he put down his small book, his brow shining. The book had the words "Fengyue Prequel" written on the cover, and he handed the book to the stall owner and said, "Why don't you read it too?"

"I don't look at it, I don't look at it!" the stall owner threw the small book into the arms of the white-shirted man with a face full of resistance, "I can't read, what do I read!"

"That's a pity. The white-shirted man unfolded the small book and pointed inside, and said to the stall owner, "This "Fengyue Prequel" tells the story of Fengyue Pavilion, which is interesting. ”

"Oh?" Xu heard the words "Fengyue Pavilion", and the stall owner was very interested, and approached him with a wicked smile, "Why don't you tell me about it?"

The white-shirted man nodded, and said with a simple face,

"To be precise, "The Prequel of Fengyue" is about the events before the Fengyue Pavilion...... It is said that the previous life of this Fengyue Pavilion is actually called Fengyue Tower, and it is also a place to find flowers and ask willows. At that time, Fengyue Mansion was born in Suyang Fang, and its owner was a woman of unknown origin, only that her surname was Hong, and the girls called her the owner of the Red Mansion.

The Hong clan itself is charming and clever, attracting many lustful guests, and Fengyuelou's reputation has risen for a while. Later, slowly, some people rumored that this Hong family was actually a famous lady, but she fell in love with a poor scholar, and despite the opposition of her parents, she insisted on marrying into a poor family. The poor scholar is also angry, and he has been reading hard for a long time, which can be described as a fish leaping into the dragon gate, and glorifying the ancestors. Who expected that the scholar would not be good at learning, but he would learn from Chen Shimei. He married the daughter of a high-ranking official in the capital, leaving behind the bad wife who was far away in the south of the Yangtze River. The Hong family is extremely angry, but she is not a weak woman, but she fell into the dust even more resolutely, and vowed to try her best to make a man's heart, so she has this Fengyue Tower......

Of course, all this is people's speculation, but the Hong clan only laughed softly at this rumor and never objected to it. It is also said that the fame of Fengyuelou reached the ears of scholars in the capital, and he heard that the wife he had chosen before had fallen like this, thinking that his reputation had been damaged, and he vomited blood in a fit of rage, and was sick in bed for a long time, and finally died......

Oh, by the way, if you ask me at this time how the Red Clan felt when they heard the news, I wouldn't be able to answer. I just saw the chapter of 'The Red Girl Smiled and Stood in the Archway, Attracting Countless Guests to Bend Their Waists'. ”

After the white-shirted man finished speaking, the stall owner was not as happy and curious as he imagined, but "cut" and sneered, and actually said to him: "It turns out that this is such a cliché story, which I have heard about 800 years ago. I also know a legend about that Fengyue Tower, which is much more mysterious than what is said in this little book. ”

"Really?" the white-shirted man raised his eyebrows, tugged at the stall owner's sleeve and said, "Then why don't you tell me about it?"