The night is cold, and the mirror is even colder than the outside. The spring color on Qixia Mountain is budding, but the temperature has not yet risen, the moon is hidden in the green mist, looking at it for a long time, people have a feeling of breathlessness, and the flowers and plants seem to be waiting for the next heavy rain to make the mood comfortable.

Such a night, in the mirror to the building, is just a normal night.

Yeling was watering the flowers and plants outside the Arctic Pavilion, and when he saw the nightingale passing by in a hurry, he looked hurried, and he was worried about whether there was something wrong in the building, so he stopped the nightingale and asked, "Brother Nightingale, seeing that you are in a hurry, I wonder if something happened in the building?"

Nightingale was stopped by a voice behind her, so she had to stop, "There's nothing unusual on my side, but I heard that there is a guest in the Nine Cloud Pavilion." ”

"Yes, a girl, who doesn't seem to be in her right mind. Ye Ling hesitated what to say.

When the nightingale heard this, she also felt troubled, a girl, thinking to herself how could such an unkind person as the landlord bring back a girl for nothing.

"Nightingale, are you listening?" asked Nightingale.

"In, in, naturally listening, it's just that I've never seen a guest in the mirror to the building over the years, even those famous doctors of the immortal family just live in the Xunwu Pavilion in the north mountain range of Qixia Mountain, and have never set foot in the mirror to the building half a step, the landlord has always liked to be clean, and he can't see the slightest bit of noisy people, how can he suddenly bring back a girl?"

"It seems that I am not alone in this matter. ”

Ye Ling Dai's eyebrows rose, as if she had thought of something, and hesitated again whether she should say, "Although it is inappropriate for me to discuss the fact of the landlord here, but ......"

"To put it bluntly, there is no need to beat around the bush when looking to the building. The nightingale's expression was very serious.

"What are you talking about, Ye Ling grew up in this building since he was a child, when did he have any roundabout thoughts, if you want to be loyal, I will definitely be better than you and Ye Qing, this time I will stop it, if you say such things in your mouth again in the future, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people. ”

"The landlord has never liked the gap between us. ”

"You're pretty good at speaking like a landlord. ”

Ye Ling turned around as he spoke, standing with one foot on the stone case, in a posture that wanted to test his body technique.

"Okay, Senior Sister, can I call you Senior Sister? What is it that makes you so uneasy, I haven't seen you so calm on weekdays. Seeing Ye Ling's vigorous and tense appearance, I was also clueless.

"If there is chaos today, it is a good time to seek a great cause, the landlord is kind-hearted and unwilling to rush for quick success, which has also broken the rules of mirroring the building for so many years. ”

"The rules of the mirror to the building are the rules of the landlord, aren't they?"

"That being said, but ......"

"Isn't it that my senior sister has any love for the landlord, and today I feel uncomfortable when I see a woman who is unknown. ”

"Nightingale, when did you stop talking like that?"

Yeling instinctively felt that his throat was burning very hot, he had never thought about this, but when Nightingale said this, he couldn't help but worry, didn't he really like the landlord?

"It's not a big deal, although the landlord is indifferent, but in terms of appearance and knowledge, it is difficult for anyone in the world today to be outstanding. Not to mention that the landlord's music cultivation is deep and wide, and the sound of the piano is perfect, which is rare in the world. It's just a pity ......"

The nightingale looked up at the misty night, sad and uncontrollable.

"Just a pity for what?" Ye Ling seemed to be particularly concerned about what he said outside the conversation.

"Senior sister, have you forgotten that the landlord can't remember the beauty of human feelings in the world. ”

"I always thought that this was just the landlord's habit of loneliness, could it really not remember the good? How could there be such a cruel thing in the world? Let a person only remember the ugly and hateful, but not the beautiful. ”

The nightingale looked up to the sky and sighed, thinking to himself that perhaps he had done this on purpose, to make himself forever lonely and indifferent, or perhaps only in this way could he endure the heart-wrenching pain of the full moon night, and carry the impossible mission of life. It is difficult for anyone to bear such a mission, how much has this person paid, how much has he given up to endure all this, and live in this world like a ghost.

"Senior sister, we will try our best to do the things that the landlord has explained, and I'm afraid no one can help anything else. "He is telling the truth, the big truth that everyone in Qixia Mountain knows. But the truth is not as good as the lie.

"But aren't you really going to send a hummingbird to find out where this girl came from?"

"Girl?"

"I said earlier that the landlord brought back a girl, are you not listening to me at all?"

Nightingale was silent for a while, and finally spoke, "Whether it's a girl or an old man, the landlord hasn't explained anything about me, and I don't want to know anything." ”

"I think you're talking more and more like the landlord. Yeling kicked Nightingale angrily, and then he gave up and left the garden in a daze.

How could Nightingale not hear Ye Ling's words clearly, but now he had more important things and was thinking about how to report to Ye Xiaolou. According to the information brought back by the hummingbird, several villages outside Suishan have signs of demon beasts, and Shaowa Village has lost half of the villagers in a week, according to the hummingbird's report, more than a month ago, due to the raging red rain, the old and young everywhere they went changed their stubborn diseases, and the disease was menacing, and the sick villagers had to leave the village where they had lived for half their lives in order to avoid the disaster, abandon the house, and only take some clothes to change with them, food and silver to take refuge in the village that was not affected by the red rain. Ben didn't want to settle down, but just wanted to avoid the plague and go back, so most of them discussed with the local people to temporarily give a place to live, give food to eat, and help do some spring farming work.

These people who moved to other villages add up to more than 100 households, dragging their families with their mouths, and there are many mountain roads in the Suishan area, and it is difficult to migrate, and after finding a place to settle down, they should not leave in a short time, but who knows, most of these villagers have lived for less than half a month and then went elsewhere, and things sound really abnormal. Legend has it that the new villagers were seen packing up farm tools in the fields at dusk, and by the next morning they were gone. No one in the village knew where the villagers who had left had gone.

The villagers who stayed behind were not worried, but there were a few fewer people from other villages, but later more and more people encountered this kind of goodbye without saying goodbye, and there was no warning before. The villagers already have no ink, and the frequent occurrence of such things naturally leads to natural disasters and ghosts.

This matter is so strange that it should be the owner of the building.

The nightingale saw that the night was dark, and that the full moon had just passed, and that the bright hole in the sky was like a pupil staring straight at him.

Sweat broke down his spine, and the uneasiness in his heart deepened.

At this time, the sound of the piano floated in the distance, like ice and water, which added a bit of loneliness to the already cold night of Qixia.

At night, it is never quiet, but the cold is chaotic, and the same is true in the world of the mirror to the building.