Chapter 17 Qingming Rain

Fifteen days after the vernal equinox, the bucket finger B, then the Qingming wind arrives. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info all things are born at this time, and every family folds willows and inserts the door.

Jiangzhou, Pengze County, Hukou.

When Xiao Jiu, Sima Liao and Ranger landed at the Yangtze River Wharf, the drizzle drowned the world in a water.

The pier to the embankment is paved with stone and built along the mountain.

They dressed themselves in lichen and walked slowly ashore.

Xiao Jiu looked around from time to time, cautiously, ambushed on all sides, and at the slightest rumor, he was disturbed and clenched the handle of the knife at his waist.

"Relax. Sima Liao comforted him, "There are not many people who know you on the rivers and lakes, and they know that you are ......."

"Shhhh ”

When he traveled to Jiangzhou this time, he was walking alone in the real sense, and Su Geer entrusted the heavy responsibility to himself, Xiao Jiu thought that he could not be too careful.

"It's this one who really should be careful. Sima Liao poked the ranger who was walking in front, and the hat was lowered, and the rain on his coat wet his trousers along the grass.

"Tsk, the ghost gate killer has also been attracted. Sima Liao was slightly impressed, after all, the Ghost Gate Pass was expensive, and if he could be hunted down and killed by them, he must have made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes.

"Go, go, go. The ranger who walked in front said helplessly, "This is not a good thing, if it weren't for the fact that I met the prince to see the horn, I would have folded in the Qinhuai River that night." ”

"I asked for it, I hid a shocking secret and ran around, I also wanted to kill you to prevent future troubles. Sima Liao carried the long sword and said with a big grin.

"There are a lot of people on the docks, so let's talk less. Xiao Jiu reminded Sima Liao.

The mouth of the lake is named after the only intersection of the Yangtze River and Pengze, and the Xiangjiang River is near the lake, known as the key to the rivers and lakes.

It is known for the benefits of fish and rice, the convenience of boats, and the beauty of scenery, and the water transportation is extremely developed, even in the drizzle during the Qingming season, there are many people on the wharf.

"Okay. Sima Liao raised his eyebrows, avoiding a coolie carrying a bag, "We have to find a wine shop to shelter from the rain first, and warm up by the way." ”

The spring rain is a cold bully flower, trapping the smoke in the willows, like cow hair, like flower needles, with the spring cold, into the clothes, bringing a lot of inconvenience.

"It's fine. Xiao Jiu pretended to be old-fashioned and said. They had come to find out the king, and before leaving, Su Ge'er told him that the matter was urgent.

They are confused now, they have no clue, they are tired and cold, and it is best to rest and plan carefully.

Up the stone stairs, it is the place where the goods are stacked at the wharf.

After going around these places and walking a short distance, they found a restaurant on the long street outside the wharf, named "Wangjiang Building".

This Wangjiang Tower is bordered by Pengze in the south and the Yangtze River in the north. Coming up to the high-rise building, the three of them ordered the wine and food, looked up, the river came from the west, a piece of clear; the south of the lake came to be turbid, the two rivers intersected and the strange scenery was born, a turbidity and clear boundary line was distinct, painted a magnificent and wonderful picture, this is the well-known beautiful scenery of the lake, "the two colors of the rivers and lakes".

And on Pengze Lake, at this time in the Qingming drizzle, the vast and mighty, the smoke and waves are vast, covering the scenery of the mountains.

There were not many guests in the restaurant, and after Xiao Er served them the wine and food, he stood at the door bored and watched the rain.

The bookkeeper was pulling the abacus on the counter, and the sound of the beads colliding with the sound of the rain falling on the eaves complemented each other.

It's just that the occasional sound came through the rain curtain, which made Xiao Jiu quite puzzled.

"Xiao Er, there is a temple nearby? Xiao Jiu asked.

When Xiao Er heard this, he said smugly: "Childe doesn't know, this voice is from the foot of the mountain." ”

Following where Xiao Er pointed, Xiao Jiu found that the place where they landed just now was at the foot of the mountain. The small hill where the restaurant is located echoes with the hill not far away, and is divided into north and south.

According to Xiao Er, there are caves at the foot of the two mountains, shaped like a covered bell, facing a deep pool.

Every time there is a breeze and waves, when the water and stones hit each other, the sound of banging echoes in all directions, and the sound is like a bell, and the aftertaste is lingering.

The two mountains are therefore named "Shizhong Mountain".

Xiao Jiu was surprised, he had heard the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, but he had never heard such a ghostly bell.

Especially in the drizzle, the bell sound is like "empty", with iron, with cold, like Zen sound.

"What should we do next?" Sima Liao didn't pay attention to Zhong Yin, and after eating and drinking, he began to care about business.

Don't look at his previous persuasion of Xiao Jiu to relax, in fact, he is the same as Xiao Jiu, these two rookies attach great importance to this task.

The ranger was completely fooled by Xiao Jiu, just thinking that he might be able to meet Tian Feng, a "mud-legged scholar".

As for what happened to him, he didn't know. At the very least, though, it's certain that she's still alive.

"Looking for people to ask one by one?" Xiao Jiu came up with a bad idea.

"It's going to raise suspicions. Sima Liao immediately shook his head, thought for a moment, and said seriously: "I heard that Qinglou is the most well-informed, why don't we go there to explore the wind?"

"Don't think that if you say something serious, I won't be able to hear that it is not obscene. Xiao Jiu was disdainful and denied it without hesitation.

Qinglou, it's not that I haven't been there, I often go to the West Building, they are all sour and rotten scholars, dignitaries, what news can I find out, Xiao Jiu thought.

Under the denial of coming and going, Xiao Jiu gnawed his nails and became embarrassed.

"Da, da, da"

Just when the two of them were at a loss, a string of horses' hooves sounded at the east end of the long street.

"Stop her, don't let her run!" someone shouted, "Damn, she stole the elixir of the Divine Doctor under the Ming Throne." ”

"Under the throne of Ming!" Xiao Jiu and Sima Liao glanced at each other, and ran to the window of the restaurant in unison, looking down.

In the drizzle, they saw a group of people in robes galloping on their horses, chasing the woman dressed as a boy who was galloping along the tiled eaves of the street in front of them.

The reason why Xiao Jiu could recognize her as a woman at a glance was because after the drizzle wet her clothes, the majesty on her chest could no longer be hidden.

The woman ran away, looking behind her, not noticing that on the roof in front of her, a woman with a red oil-paper umbrella suddenly appeared.

The woman's figure is delicate and slender, especially the woman who runs.

The sudden appearance of the woman with an oil-paper umbrella frightened Xiao Jiu, he didn't know how the woman appeared, it seemed that she was standing on the eaves in front of him for a moment.

"Be careful!" In line with the spirit that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, Xiao Jiu reminded loudly.

Hearing the reminder, the fleeing woman turned around, and immediately saw the woman appearing in front of her, and stopped six steps away vigilantly.

The woman with the oil-paper umbrella turned her head and came to look at Xiao Jiu and Sima Liao when she heard the sound.

Xiao Jiu also looked at this woman, but when he saw her face, he was startled!

I saw that she was wearing a bewitching red fox mask on her face, covering the top of her mouth, revealing weirdness, and the charming smile provoked at the corner of her mouth made Xiao Jiu even more creepy.

"Mrs. Bamboo!" Ranger also walked to the window, and recognized the woman with the oil-paper umbrella at a glance, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Mrs. Bamboo!" Xiao Jiu was also shocked, he was so familiar with this name.

In the past, on the top of the West Building, Su Musha covered the shadow hall in Xishu, and Mrs. Zhu also questioned Jiangyang Hou Li Xie.

And she is also the only one who has the honor to be sent by the Chu State to Beifu soldiers, chased and suppressed with thousands of troops and horses, and actually escaped to Xishu alive.

"Leave me to sit down with the wood, and give the gentleman a speechless Mrs. Bamboo. ”

If it weren't for the subordination of the Shadow Hall, it would be difficult to stay, and on the list of wicked people, Mrs. Zhu should be ranked first.