When Xingyan walked into the room, he gently removed the hijab on the top of Xueyi, only to see the soft and faint woman in the past, at this moment, under the reflection of the red candles in the room, the pretty beauty like snow powder was already spring red like dye, and the glow was like a tide. This Jiaona woman was now embarrassed, although she had known that the hall master had just paced into the house and walked over again, but when he really reached out to remove the red silk covering his face, it was as if he was suddenly frightened, Fang's heart was pounding, and she instinctively wanted to avoid it, but found that her body had long since disobeyed her call.

At this time, the hexagonal copper furnace hidden in the corner of the wall burned a pale white incense, diffusing and lingering, filling a cigarette like musk flam between the red Luo embroidered curtains, and the wisps also fluttered into the young man's nose. For a while, I don't know whether the beauty in front of me is like jade, or because of this incense like drunk, Xingyan suddenly felt a wave in his heart, only to feel that the blood and wine on his body were mixed, brewing and steaming, straight to the head, and suddenly he was fumigated and his mouth was dry. When he was thirsty, he picked up a teacup from the table and brought it to his lips to drink.

It's just that just after taking a small sip, the Four Seas Hall Master, who was originally a little confused, was suddenly stunned: "Huh?"

I looked into the cup and saw that the tea in the white porcelain cup was showing a strong green color, and when I sniffed it, I only felt a wisp of intoxicating fragrance rushing straight to my nose. Looking at the turquoise tea in the lamp, Xingyan secretly smacked the fragrant tea in his mouth just now, and after a while, he had a plan, and praised loudly in the candle shadow: "Good tea, it's so fragrant!"

As soon as he raised his neck after speaking, he threw the tea on his back.

When he drank the blue tea and looked at it again, the young hall master was already drunk, his face was red, and his breathing became extremely rough and heavy. In the candlelight, only a "whirring" sound could be heard, and the wide red robe on his body had been thrown by him eagerly, and flew horizontally to the bamboo hook on the wall next to the window, just covering the slight gap left by the big red curtain. Then I saw that the candlelight was already dimming in the golden red wedding room, and the window was dark and silent.

Although I can't see the inside of the house from the window at this moment, it is conceivable that the spring light must be thicker in the winter window at this time.

And at this moment, in the quiet dark night outside the Yixue Hall, I don't know whether from the bank of the river pond or the willow tree, a wisp of soft singing suddenly sounded, and the wisps came into the crack of the window. I only listened to the singing: "Humanity is cold in winter, and I say good in winter."

The embroidery is as warm as spring, and the sky is not known.

Jasper*, the love is reversed.

Feeling that Lang is not ashamed, he will hug Lang when he turns around......"

After that, the singing became more and more flattering, and the meaning of the words became more and more resounding, and the singing voice that was neither male nor female came to the ears, and there was an indescribable obscenity*.

Hearing such a song, the young man who was quietly watching in the darkness of the cave room had a clearer heart. The aphrodisiac incense in the corner of the wall, the Huaimeng grass in the cup, and the charming singing voice are all urging him to hurry up the cave room with clouds and rain. It's a pity that the demon who came from nowhere outside the house, although he has learned some seductive techniques, has underestimated the skills of these young men and women; at this moment, not only is his face clear, but even Mei Ling Xueyi, who was confused just now, got the quiet prompt of the hall master, and now he is also clear, leaning on the bedside embroidery with Qiong Wei, and listening coldly to the seductive song outside the window in the dark.

After listening to it for a while, seeing that the meaning of the word was getting worse and worse, the trace of shame that still remained on Kou Xueyi's pretty face completely faded and changed to a cold look. At this time, her delicate body moved slightly, and she wanted to throw herself out of the window to capture the demon who didn't know whether to live or die.

It's just that as soon as her body moved, her snow-like wattle was caught by the hall master and pressed on the brocade next to the bed. This is a wake-up reminder to tell her not to startle the snake for the time being. Because they had only come to look for the water spirits this time, they still had no clue, and the strange singing outside the house was probably related to this matter. In a place of speculation, the demon voice does not have too much harmful meaning, so it is better to let it go for a while, and slowly investigate and wait for it to be exposed. Although, the singing voice outside the house is enchanting, and it can be heard that it is definitely not a pure spiritual creature conceived in the blessed land of the cave.

In addition, Xingyan quickly thought about it just now, and felt that there was something strange about this Cuili village in this matter. Not to mention the worship of the church, it may be true, but since the worship of all these things, think about it carefully, I feel that they have done a bit of carving. Not to mention anything else, now it is very unreasonable to let Qiong Wei and Xue Yi go to the church to share a room with themselves and walk with that cave room. Because at this time, men in the world marry wives and concubines, although there are often visits to the hall together, but when they arrive at the cave room, they must also live in two houses, which is divided into the night before and the night after;

"Hmph!

As the so-called "too much", at this moment, the sober words are gone, and the heart is very sober. It's just that although I see that something is wrong, it is not appropriate to act rashly at this time. Although it is very suspicious, maybe these are just coincidences, because the customs of this foreign race may also be different from other places, it is not to rush to make a conclusion that this Jiuli relict clan must be in collusion with that demon. With such a consideration in his heart, Xingyan decided not to be quiet, not to startle the snake first, maybe the water spirit should be in this kind of weirdness, and it happened to be a melon at that time.

After thinking about his thoughts, Xingyan suddenly found that a hot breath was rising from under his palm.

"Ahh ”

Aware of this, he was about to take it away as he had done in the past, but he was suddenly stunned, and he was stunned to think of the beautiful spring waves under the red candle not long ago, and he couldn't help but have some thoughts in his heart, and he couldn't help himself. Thinking of the bitter appearance of this plum blossom fairy in the past, Xingyan was also quite sorry in his heart. Sighing secretly, he thought in his heart: "Alas, that's it, this rush to the church, although it is a play in front of outsiders, it is still rash, and I can't stand these two girls." However, this marriage matter cannot be ignored in the first place, and if Xue Yi really has a heart, I can't just hastily get married. That has to wait for settling down, asking for the order of her parents, the words of the matchmaker, and then using the joyful sedan chair to marry her into the family in a serious way, so that it is respectful to her......"

Although he was only imagining it in his heart now, thinking about it like this whole set still made him a little imaginative. With a bit of a juvenile heart, Xingyan grabbed the hot and soft jade hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Xue Yi...... It's been a long night, and it's a little boring, so why don't we do what the song says!"

"Ah......h

The woman let out a low cry, and her cheeks were already flushed with shame - but the man came forward, and did only what he had done in the last dream he had fallen asleep to. At this time, the little sister next to her, who had been tossing all night, had already laid down on the brocade quilt and fell asleep soundly with snoring. In the thatched hall by the blue water pool, the room is full of spring.

It's just that at this time, the night sky of the mountain village outside Yixue Hall is not very calm. About the second half of the night, outside the already peaceful house, there was a sudden sound of ghost crying, miserable, although the sound was not loud, but it seemed very sad. But when he listened carefully, the ghost cry disappeared without a trace, and never appeared again. This night, all kinds of abnormalities that happened in the Li village inside and outside the house were secretly remembered in the young man's heart.

The next morning, when Xingyan woke up from his sleep, he saw Xue Yi sitting in front of the window over there, combing her new makeup on the dressing table. At this time, Xue Yi was already a palace bun with a high plate, green like mist, and looked like a bride.

Hearing the sound of the bed here, Xue Yi turned her head and smiled at her hall master - at this time, the plum blossom fairy was the eyebrows and Zhu Yandan's lips, which were indescribably charming and moving. Seeing this, Xingyan smiled and was about to speak, but the little sister next to her, who had been sleeping soundly, woke up, rubbed her eyes in the warm quilt and said, "Brother, it's early!"

Listening to her confused greeting, the elder brother of the hall master, who slept in friendly clothes last night, knew that his little sister, who was sometimes smart and sometimes confused, must not remember what happened last night at this moment--this is fine, and some explanation can be omitted.

After getting up early in the morning, the patriarch of this place, Su Lilao, sent someone to pick up a load of fruits as a wedding congratulations and told them to live and rest in peace. However, at this time, Xingyan was not in much mood to stay in Yixue Hall, and after eating something indiscriminately, he went to the patriarch's house with Xue Yiqiongwei and the villager who came to give gifts to thank him. When they arrived near the patriarch's courtyard, the villager gave the three of them some pointers, and then took their leave and went home to do their own work.

The house of the old patriarch of Su Li is a courtyard facing east from the west, and the bamboo fence with a height of more than one person encloses a small courtyard, so that people cannot see the appearance of the houses in the courtyard. What is a little surprising is that although the climate of this Li village is abnormal, green grass and trees can still be seen everywhere in the village in winter, but the vines on the fence wall of the patriarch's house are surprisingly green and dense. Looking from the outside of the fence, although you can't see the house of Su Li's family clearly, you can see a tall camphor tree, which is like a canopy, and it is also a tree with green branches and green leaves.

Walking to the small courtyard, Xingyan shouted outside the wooden door of the fence: "Is anyone at home?"

......

After a while, someone replied angrily: "Yes." ”

Hearing someone agree, Xingyan pushed open the fence and walked into the courtyard. Xue Yi and Qiong Wei naturally followed him like a shadow.

When I entered the courtyard gate, I saw that under the camphor tree in the courtyard, there was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a tiger face, looking at his uninvited guests vigilantly. Although it was winter, he was naked, with knotted muscles, and he was very strong. Looking at the unfamiliar look on his face, he didn't seem to know what had happened in the village in the past two days, as if he didn't know that Xingyan and a few people came to his village as guests.

Seeing his suspicious look, Xingyan hurriedly hugged his fists with a smile, and said politely: "This eldest brother, is the old patriarch of Su Li at home?

Hearing Xingyan's polite question, the man looked him up and down a few times, and then replied stiffly: "My grandfather is not here." ”

Then he didn't ask these people why they thanked his grandfather, so he continued to concentrate on the work in hand, ignoring the fact that there were still a few people next to him.

"Oh, that's it......"

Although the patriarch was not there, the master did not chase away the guests, and Xingyan did not plan to leave for a while, so he stood aside and carefully looked at the patriarch's grandson.

Looking carefully at the side, Xingyan found that the patriarch's grandson was not very old, he was in the prime of life, he was born with tiger eyes and sword eyebrows, and there was also a bit of heroism between his eyebrows. It's just that somehow, this tall and imposing young man, at this moment, there is a sad aura lingering between his eyebrows, and there are many white hairs mixed in the black hair on the sideburns. Now the man with a sad face was carefully trimming the plank in his hand, peeling away the dull bark to reveal the flat white wood color.

Seeing that there was no one beside him, he ignored him, and he didn't mind Xingyan, but just watched casually in the courtyard. Looking up at the tall canopy of camphor trees, he looked around at the green moss and weeds in the courtyard, and looked at them repeatedly. It seemed as if he was interested in the overgrown weeds. At this time, there was a cool breeze in the small courtyard.

After waiting for about half a stick of incense, the patriarch's grandson, who had been silent and only busy with the carpentry in his hands, finally spoke again: "Are you Han?"

"Exactly!"

Hearing him speak, Xingyan was very happy, and hurriedly took over the stubble.

"And you can write?"

"Of course!"

"Oh. ”

Hearing him say this, the man was silent again, as if he was struggling in his heart for a while, and then hesitated to speak: "...... My Chinese name, Su Afu, would like to ask you to help me write a few words. ”

"It turned out to be Big Brother Afu, of course it's no problem!"

Xingyan has the intention of making friends, and it is not difficult to do this, so I don't want to say yes.

Hearing his answer happily, Nasu Afu thanked him, then turned back to the house, took his grandfather's brush and charcoal ink, poured some water in the pit of the bluestone under the camphor tree, and took the black charcoal in it for a while, and after grinding the black ink, he dipped the brush in ink, and offered it to Xingyan with both hands, and asked him to write.

"Oh, it turned out to be writing on this board. ”

Seeing Su Afu pointing to the newly made wooden sign, Xingyan asked him what he wanted to write. Hearing him ask, this tall and sturdy man suddenly showed a painful look, the muscles on his face were tangled and trembling, and after a while, he burst out almost word by word: "Write, write to my deceased cousin, water, Ruo." ”

When it comes to the last two words, it seems to weigh as much as a thousand pounds, and it is extremely difficult to say. Hearing this, he realized that the snow-white wooden plaque in his hand was actually a new spiritual position made by Su Afu for his deceased wife.

After a long silence, Xingyan carefully told the sad man in front of him, telling him that if he was according to the rules of the Han people, this tablet should be written "The position of the deceased wife Su Shui".

Hearing his words, the simple-looking patriarch Sun Er was silent for a while before asking, "There is no name for Shuiruo?"

Hearing him ask this, he realized that the word "water" was not his wife's surname, so he asked him what his deceased wife's maiden name was. Who knows, it's just such a simple question, but Su Afu said "I don't know".

Seeing this, he said a lot, and only asked him if he wanted to add his wife's name. Because according to the custom of that time, there was no name on the spiritual throne of the deceased woman. Hearing him ask, Su Afu, who originally looked painful, quietly came out of his mind for a while, and then said calmly: "Add it." She liked the name. ”

So Xingyan wrote on the snow-white tablet: "The position of the deceased wife Su Shuiruo"

Then he solemnly handed it to the sorrowful man.

On this day, except for writing tablets for the patriarch's grandson, the few people who woke up did not encounter anything else. During this whole day, I did not meet the hospitable old patriarch.

On this night, the young man who had not gained much had to go back to the Yixue Hall in the west of the blue water pond to rest.

Although this day passed uneventfully, at this moment, in Xingyan's heart, there was a faint understanding. Lying on the wooden couch outside the village, the events of the past few days flashed in front of his eyes like a marquee. The red candle burning color hall, the bewitching* singing, the emerald patriarch's courtyard in winter, and the sad look of the patriarch's grandson mourning his deceased wife......

"Huh?"

Just as he was meditating, a flash of spiritual light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes in the darkness: "Shui Ruo?

After chewing the name a few times in his mouth, Xingyan sat up suddenly, his eyes burning in the darkness: "Ah! That old dragon monarch said that if you want to find the water spirit, you can pay attention to the plausible person - the word 'if' in the name of this water ruo does not mean 'like'?"

"It's just...... Then how could Shangqing Shui Ling die so easily?"

The young man, who had a flash of inspiration, was so excited that he couldn't sleep, so he got out of bed and paced back and forth in the hall, trying to think.

It was the middle of the night, about midnight, and the young man pacing back and forth in the Yixue Hall in contemplation did not seem to know that several strange things were happening in the entire village outside the house.

At the time of the handover of the night, in the originally quiet and quiet Lizhai Mountain Village, every household suddenly opened its doorway, and out of it came out of the silent villagers, each wearing a strangely colored robe. Quietly walked out of the house and knelt down in front of their respective doors. After that, these Jiuli remnants who had not slept in the middle of the night seemed to have received some kind of mysterious summons, and they all began to kowtow and pray in the same direction, towards the towering mountains in the southeast of the mountain village, and chanted a mantra with a strange voice in their mouths.

And while they were praying together, in this silent mountain village, streams of dark red light dust suddenly rose from all around the village, which were almost imperceptible in the dark night, and then joined into pieces and bridged everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, a huge and thin fire-colored cloud film was formed, fluttering and flickering, drifting towards the southeast mountains.

After the faint cloud of fire drifted away, the old and young in the village, who knelt down and prayed, returned to their houses one by one. In the blink of an eye, the mountain village returned to its previous tranquility, as if nothing had happened just now - in the silence, only the faint ghost fire was drifting towards the village like madness in the dark night!

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