The spring cold is steep, the residual cold is not over, the light smoke is blowing, and the floating clouds are thin.

On the official road, Bai Luosheng, who was arrested by black and white people all over the world, was galloping with a whip, one person and one horse, walking with a shadow, sweeping the wind and dust, without worry, wanton and happy.

Now he has long been famous all over the world, and he is even more famous by today's people in the rivers and lakes, but he himself does not agree with those statements at all, except for two points, that is, wine and beauty.

Without wine, he can't live, and without beauty, he'd rather die. So at this moment, Bai Luoshang was on the way to Fengzhou in Southern Xia. His plan was to go to Fengzhou first, visit old friends, and then follow Cheongzhou, Chushui, Cheshire, and Langdao all the way south to Liangzhou.

This route allows him to taste almost all the famous wines in the world and enjoy the most beautiful scenery in the world.

He went to Liangzhou, unlike those who rushed for the phoenix blood jade, he was not interested in jade, nor was he interested in the Tang family's family situation, what he was interested in was the third lady of the Tang family.

There are many strange women in the world, and Miss Tang San is one. According to rumors, she is not only beautiful and wise, but also good at singing and dancing, capable of writing and martial arts, and most importantly, she actually looks at the five elements of yin and yang, and enjoys fame in the yin and yang family.

Such a woman, how could Bai Luoshang not be interested?

Humming a self-composed tune comfortably, a wine gourd hung from his waist.

When he came to a stream, he jumped off his horse, squatted down by the river, took two sips of water in both hands, patted the rest of the water on his face, washed off his tiredness, felt refreshed, rested for a while, and then got on his horse and continued on his way.

The sun is setting in the west, and in the blink of an eye it is twilight.

Thousands of miles of wind and dust, people are tired and sluggish.

Bai Luoshang grabbed the reins and looked around, hoping to find a place to stay, but he was a little disappointed. It is located in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by mountains on all sides, the wind and smoke are clean, the Tianshan Mountains are colorful, although the scenery is beautiful, but it is rarely populated. Along the way, I haven't even seen half a figure.

This is the border of the Southern Xia Kingdom, the famous Tonghu Mountain.

A hundred miles, strange mountains and rivers, there are countless beautiful scenery, but the strange thing is that this road has traveled hundreds of miles, and I have never seen a farmhouse, although this road is an official road, but no one comes and goes.

Bai Luoshang can be very sure that there will be no one living in this mountain that stretches for hundreds of miles.

He took off the wine gourd, raised his head and drank half a sip of wine.

Seeing that the twilight is dull, the frost and dew are getting heavier, and he can't find a place to shelter from the frost and wind, won't he have to sleep in the open again?

Bai Luoshang is worried about the matter of staying overnight, although he is used to the life of the sky as the quilt and the ground as the bed, but this kind of cold early spring is still not suitable for sleeping in the open, and the most important thing is that there is not much wine left with him.

After re-hanging the wine gourd, Bai Luoshang continued to flick the whip and rode away, hoping to find an inn before dark. In reality, however, before dark, he simply stopped in front of a ruined temple of the City God.

The temple has obviously been deserted for a long time, overgrown with weeds, broken walls, cold and damp, unpopular, extremely yin, and full of cobwebs. Lush ivy surrounded the collapsed façade, and the stone floor was covered with moss.

The broken temple is built next to the mountain, behind the house is the towering peak, the mountain is the dense forest of evergreen in all seasons, the ancient trees are towering, the branches are luxuriant, and the black pressure is covered on the roof, so that the whole broken temple gives people an inexplicable sense of oppression, as if the dark shadow behind it will collapse at any time.

Bai Luoshang rode his horse closer, and he didn't know why, he always felt that the shadow would give him an uncomfortable feeling, and he couldn't tell why. His instincts told him that he shouldn't go in.

The abandoned temples in the mountains are often not easy to borrow.

It's just that now that it's dark, and what he can see is limited, and if he continues on his journey, he really doesn't know if he will be able to find another place to borrow in the future.

Bai Luoshang finally persuaded himself to stay, because he really didn't want to continue walking in the mountains at night.

He put the horse on the ancient tree outside the broken wall, took off the burden hanging on the horse's back, took out the last piece of baked cake, and ate it in a big gulp.

The burden was hung from the horse's back to Bai Luoshang's back, hanging diagonally, in addition to a piece of freshly taken out baked cake, there was also a bag of silver, not much silver, only ten taels.

He had too little luggage, less than a man who was going to walk far away.

A man, a horse, ten taels of silver, and a flask.

No one could have imagined that with this situation alone, he was ready to travel thousands of miles south to Liangzhou to attend the meeting. However, in fact, he did go like this, without any extra silver, not even a single extra piece of clothing, and not even a weapon for self-defense, except for showing that he was too bold, it can only be said that he was indeed extraordinary.

After a long day's journey, even a thousand-mile horse will be tired.

The red jujube horse that he exchanged from Nangong Yan seemed to be dissatisfied with Bai Luosheng's crazy hurry, and kept poking Bai Luosheng's shoulder with his nose, and there was a loud snort in his nose.

Bai Luoshang also knew that he was in a hurry, and he also felt a little guilty about this horse. So he patted the horse's head with his hand and comforted, "You have a good night's rest, and you will continue your journey tomorrow." ”

Horses can't understand human speech, but they understand human nature. was comforted by Bai Luoshang with his hand, and then bent his legs and lay down on the ground.

Bai Luoshang patted the red horse's long face again, and said with a smile while nibbling on dry cakes: "Are you going to sleep here?"

Of course, the Red Horse couldn't ignore him.

Bai Luoshang said again: "Aren't you hungry at all?"

Red Horse still ignored him.

Bai Luoshang kindly plucked a handful of grass and handed it to the red horse. The red horse didn't even want to look at it, and turned his face aside in disgust.

"What kind of people are they, what kind of horses they raise. Bai Luoshang stared at the red horse helplessly, "You are a horse, you should eat grass, how can you dislike grass?"

The red horse closes his eyes.

"It's okay if you don't eat, anyway, you have to go tomorrow, and if you are too hungry to walk, I will roast you and eat it." Bai Luoshang threw away the grass in his hand and bit the dry cake with a proud face.

A piece of baked cake was quickly eaten by him, and he wiped his mouth twice, and Bai Luoshang walked towards the City God Temple with his legs.

The temple was pitch black, and the moonlight outside could not shine through, so no one knew what was inside, and it was possible that there was nothing inside.

The lacquered mahogany couplet outside the temple hall is inscribed:

"Observing the good and evil of the people and the blessings and misfortunes will not be spared."

Although Bai Luoshang never believed in gods and ghosts, he worshipped Buddha in the temple and burned incense when he saw it, according to his words, that is: "How do you know what will happen before and after life, people are mixed in the rivers and lakes, they will always become ghosts, accumulate more yin virtues, and you can have a good birth in the next life, even if there is no difference between gods and ghosts in time, at least you want to have peace of mind." ”

This city god is a magistrate in the underworld, and his authority is the same as that of the county magistrate in the yang realm, cutting off the fierce rebellion, leading the souls of the dead, as the governor of the underworld, when he is alive, he should naturally worship more and have a good relationship, so as not to get superborn after his death.

Moreover, there is only this place to rest in the area of Tonghu Mountain. If he didn't want to continue to hang on the tree and sleep in the open, he could only dismount, and there was no better choice.

As soon as I took two steps, I suddenly heard a "clang".

Bai Luoshang looked at the place where the sound came from in fright, and it turned out that something had fallen from the broken wall of the gate.

It was a gong that had long been unrecognizable, and it was completely unclear what it was used for, round as a plate, rusty, and the sound of smashing on the ground was unusually dull. The old gong, even the sound it makes, is old.

A crashing sound not only disturbed Bai Luoshang, but also disturbed the night insects that were active at night, and in the originally quiet night, some insect sounds suddenly sounded. The insects that were active at night seemed to become excited for a while, and their cries became louder and louder, as if they had exhausted all their strength, and they wanted to burst their throats.

The sound of insects breaking through the silence of the night, sounded like nothing to be liked.

Bai Luoshang was annoyed by the noise of these insects, and she couldn't wait to cover her ears.

The crawling insects and the sound of rustling are chilling.

Why did the broken gong, which had been hanging for an unknown number of years, suddenly fall from it?

Bai Luoshang couldn't help but walk over to take a look, and after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped his movements, raised his eyes and looked at the dark temple carefully.

The door of the main hall has long been tightly sealed with spider webs, and long spider silk hangs from the eaves, as long as streamers, fluttering in the wind, the silk is entangled, coiled into a huge web. It seems that once someone breaks through, they will be firmly trapped by this huge net.

The huge net was uncomfortable, so Bai Luoshang retreated. Originally, I was going to go in and rest, but now it seems that it is better not to go in.

Bai Luoshang picked up some dry wood from the ground and planned to build a bonfire.

The insects around me gradually quieted down again, as if they were asleep, and then the valley fell into infinite silence again.

Silent, silent, shrouded in darkness of the jungle.

The faint shadow of the moon hanging high in the sky, and the sparse starlight, in the cold evening breeze, watched in silence, watching this dead mountain.

Layers of black rain clouds were blown by the cold wind, drifting slowly, making the moonlight and starlight appear and disappear.

The rain clouds made the night even more silent.

The intense and dull black was finally broken after Bai Luoshang lit a pinch of flames.

The flames burned more and more, illuminating a white face, and also driving away the chill.

I saw him sitting cross-legged, taking off the wine gourd, and drinking alone.

Drinking with the shadow, there are also times when the interest is high, Bai Luoshang is drinking wine, and suddenly he is interested, so he casually recites a poem:

"The night insects are accompanied, drinking alone and looking at the city god, the spring is cold and not drunk, and the shadow is afraid of the long road. ”

Just after the sound fell, I suddenly heard a very soft laugh.

The laughter was very soft and thin, and if it weren't for the silence of the night, it would never have been heard.

Of course, Bai Luoshang also heard it, so he subconsciously looked over in surprise.