Strange Events of the Tang Dynasty

Luoyang, the mansion of Lord Sitianjian.

Outside the mansion is still the same as that day, with lanterns and white flags hanging and other funeral objects.

There were two servants in mourning clothes standing at the door, one was spreading paper money and the other was burning incense to mourn.

A coffin was placed in the hall of the mansion, and white spirit flowers and candles were all around.

An old man and a young man stood in the hall, and the old man was bowing his head respectfully and talking about something.

The young woman listened attentively, nodded slightly from time to time, and occasionally asked softly.

"Miss, that's what happened. My master's bones were burned that day." The old servant's old voice sounded, and a young woman in mourning clothes stood in front of him.

The woman sighed and stared at Wang Zhong's coffin: "Father has gone through hardships in this life, and now he can finally rest. Sigh..."

The two are the old servants of the palace and the daughter of Mr. Wang.

"Miss, please forgive me! I survived the disaster back then, and the master had already expected this day. But now that Loulan's bloodline is cut off, I'm afraid it won't be long... Cough cough, the old servant will go with the adults. Cough cough."

The sound of coughing made the old servant's back even more hunched, and his weather-beaten face also dimmed a bit.

The woman's vermilion lips parted slightly, and a concerned look appeared in her eyes: "Uncle Zhou, are you alright?" She stretched out her hand to help.

The old servant waved his hand, signaling that he was not in the way: "I'm sick! Miss, this is the secret book that the master left for you, please keep it."

In his hand is a book that has turned yellow, and the title of the book reads "Tianxiang Zhujing"!Mr. Wang was reading it before he died, but this one is obviously much older.

The woman's beautiful eyes turned around, but she didn't reach out to take it: "Isn't this book everyone in the Western Regions looking for? Why is it still in your hand?"

"When the master came back from Chang'an, he copied this book. Tell me, let me keep it safe, and when something happens to him, I will give it to the young lady. Please fulfill it!" The old servant's expression was dim, and his hands trembled. Trembling.

Presumably, what the people from the Western Regions got in their study in those days was Mr. Wang's handwritten copy.Just don't know the difference between the two.

With a long sigh, the woman took the "Tianxiang Zhujing" slowly, flipped through it casually, without raising her head: "My father adopted me back then, so I expected this day to come! Sigh! Why are you so persistent? I don't know Whether the things recorded in this book are true... Anyway, I will accompany you to the Western Regions."

While the two were talking, a servant came over in a hurry, his tone was quite hasty: "Miss, Uncle Zhou, a couple of boys and girls came outside the house, the boy called himself Ling Changfeng, and the girl called Xiaolan. The two were wearing mourning clothes and said they would come to pay homage to Lord Wang."

The young girl put away the books in her hands, looked at Uncle Zhou, and her face returned to a solemn expression: "Uncle Zhou, this person is the person who solved the case you mentioned! Let's go out to welcome guests."

Uncle Zhou nodded in agreement, and followed his young lady to the outside of the mansion.

Ling Changfeng outside the mansion was standing at the gate of the palace, staring at the elegiac couplet on the door in a daze.

"Watching the stars and embracing the people,

Monitor the world and guard the mountains and rivers.

Thank you for your hard work,

Driving a crane to go, there is endless sorrow. "

Xiaolan was naturally not interested in this, and looked around boredly.Xiaoyu in her arms meowed restlessly, the desolate atmosphere made her quite uncomfortable.

After a while, a pair of master and servant came from the mansion.

The woman walking in front had a pink face and red lips, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like bright moons, graceful and charming, dressed in mourning clothes, with a lovely and pitiful appearance.A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Ling Changfeng, and bowed slightly: "The Queen of Wang Zhongzhi, Sixian, has seen Mr. Ling, and Mr. Lao came from afar to mourn my father."

Ling Changfeng cupped his hands, and said repeatedly: "Miss Sixian, my condolences have changed. I came here for three things, please forgive me."

"What three things did you do?"

"First, I want to express my condolences to Mr. Wang. Second, I want to apologize to you in person. After all, I also participated in this case. Unfortunately, I failed to stop the gangsters and save Mr. Wang's body." Ling Changfeng looked serious, Said softly.

Xiao Lan secretly laughed, rolled her eyes inwardly, and thought: Obviously you want to burn it.Of course, I won't tell the woman in front of me about this matter, it's just the last good thing Mr. Wang does for the common people.

Naturally, Wang Siyao was unaware of the tricks of the two at the time, so he hurriedly said: "Young Master Ling is overwhelmed. Just now Uncle Zhou has explained the cause and effect of this matter to me, and if he can find out the spies hidden in Luoyang, even if my father is in the spirit of heaven, he will not blame him your."

In front of Ling Changfeng and Xiaolan, this woman looked tolerant and magnanimous, obviously she didn't care about the corpse.

Then he signaled Uncle Zhou to lead Ling Changfeng and Ling Changfeng into the hall, and the two expressed their condolences respectfully to Lord Wang's coffin.

After the family returned the gift, Ling Changfeng slowly said the third thing: "Miss Sixian, do you recognize this thing?"

He stretched out his palm, and in his palm was the moyu finger.

Raising his head slightly, Wang Sixian's eyes moved slightly, and he already had a judgment on the object in his heart: "Mr. Ling, this object is a finger spanner in my father's collection. I don't know why it is in the master's hands?"

So Ling Changfeng didn't say anything about the finger puller.At the end, he asked again: "Since it is the finger wrench worn by Mr. Wang all the year round, why did he abandon it?"

Shaking his head slightly, Wang Sixian recalled: "When I was young, I also secretly played with my father's finger wrench, but as soon as he found out, he would inevitably be reprimanded. I remember my father Said: This thing can avoid Yin and evil. But the specific function has not been told to me."

Xiaolan heard that this object had such a magical effect, she was quite curious, and she also looked at the finger puller, but the object was lying quietly in Ling Changfeng's palm, no different from ordinary objects.

Ling Changfeng lowered his head and played with his fingers, thinking to himself: Can you avoid evil?Could it be related to the Loulan curse.

Looking at the woman in front of him, it seems that it is not a lie, Ling Changfeng nodded: "Since this thing is so miraculous, then I will return it to the original owner." He stretched out his hand and passed the wrench out.

Wang Sixian didn't go to pick it up, but waved his hand lightly: "Although this is my father's relic, but my father didn't give it to me because he thought I didn't need it. Since it's destined for you, you can keep it for yourself."

Judging from his tone, it is obvious that he has not revealed all the secrets of this thing.In the future, I am afraid that Ling Changfeng can only explore by himself.

Ling Changfeng was not a mother-in-law either, so seeing that he didn't want it, he tucked his finger back into his waist.Then he bowed his hands to Wang Sixian and Zhou Bo: "This time, it's too much trouble. Miss Sixian, let's take our leave first."

After a short salute, Wang Sixian sent Ling Changfeng to the door, watched him go away, and then slowly heaved a sigh of relief.

With far-sighted eyes, there seemed to be some doubts in his heart: "Uncle Zhou, you said that the finger has been taken by this person, will he go to the Western Regions?"

Uncle Zhou bowed his head and replied, "Fortune and misfortune, I hope Mr. Ling will be blessed and lucky. Miss, let's pack up and set off as soon as possible."