Chapter 65 The spring is silent and the spring is in tears, and the clouds are shadowed and the moon is ashamed
Time flies, time flies, and a year has passed since the day when Shen Lian was drunk and did not return to the building. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info This year, only eighteen guests have come to the restaurant, and on average, there are less than two guests a month.
During this period, there were actually people in the town who wanted to come to the restaurant to eat, but without exception, when approaching the restaurant, they all felt extremely gloomy, and they were never able to take the last step. Over time, the neighbors near the building moved away, and the street became more and more depressed.
As for why no one invited monks and Taoists to come here to exorcise evil spirits, no one thought of doing it at all, and even gradually the people of Baijia Town subconsciously forgot about this street and did not return to the building when drunk.
It wasn't until a month ago that a shift man strayed into this street at night, only to find that the restaurant on this street had disappeared without a trace, and the original location of the restaurant had become empty.
So this matter has become a strange talk in Baijia Town, just like the Taoist temple that suddenly appeared in Qingxia Mountain two months ago, it is all strange things, and even a storyteller in the state capital processed it into a ghost story of gods and demons, and finally was heard by Li Qingchan, the son of Li Zongbing, Qingzhou Mansion.
After Li Qingcian was injured by Shen Lian that day, he raised for half a year before he recovered, he knew that he was strong in the law, and he was not an opponent, so he did not go to Qingxia Mountain again. After a long time, he forgot for a while, after he happened to hear the strange thing from Qingxia Mountain, he remembered the big loss he ate, and he couldn't help but feel angry.
It just so happened that he got a message from Qingyang Palace, and his senior brother, Gu Changsheng, Yin Xianjun's eldest disciple, was going down the mountain to practice, and he would come to Qingzhou Mansion first.
He didn't even need to say anything, as long as he let the senior brother know that he had lost the beating god~ whip, Gu Changsheng would definitely ask, and then he would be able to push the boat down the river and explain the reason.
Li Qingcian pondered the time, and a delicate and touching girl came to Baijia Town, it was Shen Qingqing who had left before, she walked to the position where she was drunk and did not return to the building, went straight in, and disappeared without a trace.
A beggar who was napping nearby, just now saw everything in his eyes, thinking that he was dreaming just now, he walked forward, but smelled the fragrance from the girl's body ~ , his heart became more and more strange, he couldn't help but walk forward, saw a girl's head sticking out of the void, rolled his eyes at him and said, "What are you following me~ doing." ”
The beggar saw only the girl's head, but not the body, and suddenly screamed, and then there was a noise, and he was so frightened that he went away, and accidentally cracked his trousers, which were not strong.
Shen Qingqing chuckled twice, and then with a bang, her head disappeared, as if some door had been closed.
It turned out that she was drunk and didn't return to the building, but outsiders couldn't see it, and she couldn't feel it when she walked over.
She succeeded in her prank, and when she turned her head, she suddenly saw a pretty ~ face and was startled. She patted her chest and said, "Sister Weiwei, you don't have a sound no matter how you walk." ”
Gu glanced at her slightly, and said: "This is a footwork that Ah Lian recently taught me, called Luofu Xingyun Step, after I practice, I acted, just like falling silently, and there is a shadow in the clouds." ”
Shen Qingqing said: "The fall is silent, the spring is in tears, and the clouds are ashamed, but he will take a name." She learned from her family and told the origin of the poems.
Shen Lian's voice came from upstairs and said, "How have you heard these two sentences. ”
Shen Qingqing said: "The lord of this county is not unlearned, these two sentences were written by Zhao Feng, and my father respects him very much." ”
Shen Lian walked down from the upper floor as he spoke, and said, "Who is this Zhao Feng?" He felt a little strange in his heart, although he had forgotten the origin of the two sentences, he was sure that it was not Zhao Feng's doing.
Shen Qingqing said: "You don't know Zhao Feng? He is the most powerful talent in history, he knows everything about poetry and songs, and he once made more than 300 poems in one breath on the Golden Palace, which are enough to spread in the world, and he is the best in ancient and modern times, although he is a clan, he can't be named on the gold list, twenty years ago, he was already a recognized scholar in the world, but over the years, he has lived in a simple place, and there is no good work, so he gradually does not have the reputation of the past. ”
After she finished speaking, Shen Lian traced the source and calculated Zhao Feng's information, this person was indeed a contemporary Wenkui as Shen Qingqing said, but Shen Lian only calculated his experience in the past thirty years, and as for the previous things, he didn't know anything.
With Shen Lian's Taoism, how simple it is to be regarded as a person, even if Zhao Feng has the luck of Wen Kui, he can't hide Shen Lian's discerning eyes. However, it is also strange to say, if Zhao Feng is really Wenkui, Shen Lian traces back to the source, and sees his literary luck, even if he can't shoot into the sky, he should be as splendid as a splendor, and Shen Lian looks at it, the other party's literary luck is only like a firefly, not much better than the ordinary teacher in the countryside.
In essence, it should be a deceptive and famous, which does not conform to Shen Qingqing's description at all.
However, what kind of person the other party is, it has nothing to do with Shen Lian, he doesn't plan to delve into it for the time being, but said: "You came to me to hide from the marriage, how long do you plan to live?"
Shen Qingqing was surprised and said, "How do you know." ”
Gu Weiwei said: "Ah Lian, you should change this stinky problem, you always know everything as soon as you open your mouth, it's very boring." ”
Shen Lian said: "I'll pay attention next time." He just counted Zhao Feng and did it, it turned out that Shen Qingqing's father, King Qinghe, wanted to marry her to King Wei, but Shen Qingqing refused, and in a fit of anger, he fled from home. After thinking about it, where she could go, she would not be drunk and would not return to the building, so that she would not be taken back by her father's people, so she simply came here.
As for why she can see that she is drunk and does not return to the building, it is naturally caused by fate.
Shen Qingqing said this to Gu Weiwei again, held her hand, and said pitifully: "Sister Weiwei, you have to take me in." ”
Gu Weiwei smiled and said, "Don't be so pitiful, I will keep you anyway." ”
Shen Qingqing looked at Shen Lian again and said, "What about you?"
Gu Weiwei said: "I have the final say in this matter, you don't have to worry about him." ”
Shen Qingqing kissed Gu Weiwei on the cheek and said, "Sister Weiwei, you are so good." ”
Then as soon as her body moved, she pulled Bai Xiaoyu, who was not far behind Gu Weiwei, by the ear, and said, "Xiaoyu'er, are you happy to see the county lord, why don't you go and clean up the room for me." ”
Bai Xiaoyu said helplessly: "County Lord, you loosen up, I'll go." ”
At this time, the door of the restaurant opened again, and a monk carried a bundle of firewood into the door, but his face was bruised, his forehead was swollen with two large bags, and his eyes were bulging.
Gu Weiwei said: "Master, what's wrong with you." ”
Juexin said: "Boss, I'm fine, I just fell down." ”
Gu Weiwei's face was full of disbelief, her cultivation in her heart was extremely high, far above her, how could she fall on her heel and hurt herself.
(To be continued.) )