Kaifeng Monster

Chapter 138 Exclusive Spoiler: Underworld (4)
Understood, it was not too different from what she thought.Bai Yutang is a person who roams the rivers and lakes in a chic way. It is easy for a chivalrous man to beat a bad dog, but as Zhan Zhao said, at that time, the young man's heart was only doing it for a while, and he didn't think carefully about taking into account the follow-up of the suffering master. how.With such a big mess, the locals are afraid of bandits like tigers, and they don't even dare to bump into them on weekdays, let alone Bai Yutang injured him?
"The house was burned, and my parents were beaten half to death. They robbed me again and wanted to do something wrong. I refused to obey. I wanted to grab the knife in the confusion, but I didn't get the knife. He took advantage of the situation and wiped the blood in my throat. I couldn’t stop it. They were afraid that things would become serious, so they loaded my body into a bullock cart, dragged it to the mountain and buried it..."

Sapphire sighed lightly: "It happened a long time ago."

She wasn't sad, nor hated, and after she finished speaking, she was stunned for a long time.The street was still lifeless, people were sitting, standing, leaning, the ocher sky was getting dark, everyone had a story.

Lan Yu suddenly laughed: "Oh, why am I talking about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet? My sister won't stay here for long. I will cross the Naihe Bridge soon, drink Mengpo soup, and return to Liudao. I will definitely vote for it. Wealthy people."

Duanmucui looked at her: "How do you know?"

"Bai Engong is a good man. Since he is sworn brother with my sister's husband, my sister's husband must also be a man of affection. He will definitely make a funeral for my sister, build a big Taoist temple, and burn countless money and paper horses. The servants below have benefited." , naturally it will be convenient for my sister, this city, my sister is just passing by."

Lan Yu smiled awkwardly, as if she was telling her, but also as if she was talking to herself: "It's not like me, I've been here for so long, and I haven't confiscated a piece of paper money..."

Duanmucui was about to say something, when suddenly there was a crackling sound of wood beneath him.

What's more, she is in a yang world, and the bullock cart in the underworld can't stand her weight, if she sits down again, it might collapse.

It's time to go.

Before leaving, she suddenly thought of something, and asked Lan Yu, "Do you remember hating Bai Engong in your heart?"

"Remember the grudge? Why bear the grudge?"

"If it hadn't been for his big fight, which messed things up beyond control, your family might still be alive."

Sapphire smiled, stroked the black jade migratory locust stone, and answered seriously.

"How come, I have always been grateful for Bai Engong in my heart. As for later, my family was unlucky, and it was my own... It's just bad luck..."

Life?I can't even explain what fate is, how can this little girl figure it out?

She said goodbye to Sapphire.

Sapphire kept watching her.

"Sister, it's getting dark, where are you going? Why don't you stay with me for a night?"

Duanmucui waved to her from a distance and said, "No need."

The ghost guard guarding the underworld city didn't want to let her go, so Duanmucui smiled and handed her golden paper treasures, one after another.

He also complained about his short-sightedness: "It was because I was stingy before and didn't want to give the money to Brother Cha, but now that I think about it, what's the point of carrying it on me? Brother Cha, please do me a favor, I know the way to Huangquan. Some ferry boats on the Naihe Bridge..."

Sister Duanmu explained that the play must be full.

So Zhang Long was still adding yellow paper to the brazier, his nose was so smoked that he could no longer distinguish the smell of smoke.Just now someone from the neighbor's house was peeping over the wall, probably wondering what's going on in the yard—but seeing the whole yard full of officials from Kaifeng Mansion, he held back and didn't dare to make a sound.

Zhao Hu was still spreading paper money, the ground had already been covered with a thick layer, like a blanket of snow had fallen.

Xiao Qinghua couldn't cry anymore, her eyes were as dry as a thousand-year-old well, she looked straight at everyone, it was breathtaking.

At this moment, there were three beeps in the coffin.

Zhan Zhao was shocked all over, looked up, and the vortex in the high place disappeared in an instant.

He blurted out: "Duanmu is back."

When watching a big drama, it is always lively during the performance, and it is the most laborious and laborious when it is withdrawn.

Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and the others got busy again, removing the veil, moving the coffin, and sweeping the floor.The brazier was still in use, and Gongsun Ce squatted on the side to burn the sacrificial rites, "bah bah bah" while burning, and said "unlucky" and "what I just said is nonsense, and all gods should not take it seriously."

Duanmucui was removing makeup, Xiao Qinghua graciously helped her twist the towel: "Come on, master, wipe off, the powder needs to be removed, otherwise it will clog the pores."

Bai Yutang also stood by the dressing table, unbelievably checking with her again and again.

"Did he really stumble and fall into the water and drown?"

"Really!" Duanmucui didn't look at him, and concentrated on wiping off her makeup powder in front of the bronze mirror, "She said it was careless, and it was also bad luck. The river is usually not that deep. Who knew that it rained heavily in those days, and suddenly It slipped down and couldn’t reach the bottom, and no one came to rescue me, so my life is just like that…”

"That's it..." Bai Yutang felt relieved, but at the same time felt a little lost, "It's such a pity, you're still so young."

"No, I chatted with her a lot, and I also talked about you. She still remembers you, every bite of Bai Engong."

……

The cleaning was almost done, seeing Zhang Long and Zhao Hu leaving one after another, Bai Yutang also bid farewell to Duanmucui: "Then... Miss Duanmu, I will go back first, and I will come to pay my respects at another day."

Duanmucui stopped him: "Wait a minute."

She tore a piece of paper, dipped her fingertips in the residual ink in the inkstone, wrote a few lines on the paper, and handed it to him.

"The girl's name is Lan Yu. She is an orphan from a poor family. She has no relatives or friends behind her."

Bai Yutang listened quietly.

"A reed mat, a shallow pit, buried hastily, not even a tombstone. Whenever it rains and snows, she feels very cold and damp in the underworld. For so many years, no one has burned paper money for her, or even smoked incense. I haven't even breathed in..."

Why are those people in Mingshi too lazy to move around?Because the longing and incense in the world are their vitality.They have been dead for too long, and they have been forgotten by the whole world. Every move takes energy, so they are careful, don't speak, don't speak, don't move, don't laugh, and live the whole underworld into a vast silent world.

"After thinking about it, maybe you are the only one who can remember her.

"Bai Yutang, this is her burial place. It's in the mountain where you rescued her, halfway up the mountain, next to a money tree. If you are interested, you might as well pay your respects and burn some paper money when you pass by. The Great Monk recites the Mantra of Rebirth, etc., which can also help her enter reincarnation early."

Bai Yutang took it, folded it, folded it again, put it in his arms, and said, "Got it."

The knot in my heart was finally opened, but I don’t know why, I didn’t have much joy, I was full of worries when I came, and I was still full of worries when I left, but I couldn’t tell clearly, what was the matter, what was I still confused about.

Duanmucui watched him leave, wondering if he was infected by his emotions, she actually felt a little depressed.

Turning around, Zhan Zhao was still waiting for her, and said, "Didn't you agree to go to the night market to watch a hundred operas? Hurry up, change your clothes, it's going to be busy there."

Duanmucui laughed and asked him: "Is it a reward for my good deeds?"

She took off her mourning clothes and changed into regular clothes. She and Zhan Zhao were already familiar with each other, and they would soon become husband and wife, and she didn't shy away from these details.Zhan Zhao lowered his head to help her tie the belt, smoothed and knotted it, and when the hair touched her face, she felt itchy, so she laughed and breathed out to blow it.

Zhan Zhao asked her suddenly: "That girl, she didn't slip and drown, did she?"

I knew I couldn't hide it from him.

Duanmucui's smile gradually faded away, and finally turned into a tired face, leaning lightly into Chengzhao's arms.

The style, grandeur, spirit, publicity, and even the well-regulated etiquette that were brought out were all blown away like ashes in front of the closest people.So what about the Shangxian, and what about the omnipotent "our sister Duanmu" that the four major captains said, she will be tired, tired, unable to figure it out, and go to the edge of her head.

Zhan Zhao smiled, bowed his head and kissed the top of her hair.

She said: "On the way back, I actually hesitated for a long time, whether to speak up or not to speak up."

Things have already happened, and after so many years, Bai Yutang is no longer the impulsive and disregarded young chivalrous man. This early regret and irreparable, because of the accident of Ming Mirage, has been re-discovered. Speaking of which, as the only insider, should she wipe it down heavily, or lightly?

She looked up at Zhan Zhao: "You said, is it right for me to do it properly?"

There is no right or wrong, only right and wrong.

Zhan Zhao asked her: "Where is the murderer who killed Miss Lan Yu, did he ever obey the law?"

"The ghost officer who secretly manages the central records helped me to check. A few years ago, when the officers and soldiers wiped out the bandits in the mountain, they scattered like birds and beasts. Among the culprits who killed Miss Lanyu, one fell off the cliff and died while escaping; the other fled to Bingzhou territory, offended the local bullies, and was plotted to be imprisoned in death row; there was another one who stood on another mountain, fought for territory with another gang of bandits, and was stabbed to death."

Although it is not considered subjugation, but the law of heaven is clear, and the retribution is not good, it can be regarded as life for life.

Is that right or wrong?

Zhan Zhao pondered for a long time.

"It's hard to say, everyone has their own distinctions. In my opinion, the reason why Brother Bai is so concerned about Miss Lanyu's matter this time is because he has already noticed some seemingly chivalrous actions in his early years, In fact, he was reckless and had endless troubles. So he didn't hesitate to show off and begged me again and again, wanting to find out the truth of this matter. He has already learned his lesson, and telling him the truth is actually useless, it just planted another row of thorns in his heart .”

Duanmucui sighed: "That's what I said. Although this Bai Yutang is really...hateful, I always dislike him when I look at him, but I don't want this to cause him depression."

Zhan Zhao smiled: "Miss Yu Lanyu, the matter has already happened, and it cannot be made up for. You asked Brother Bai to help her renovate the tomb, and then send it away, it is also a merit, not to mention..."

He hesitated to speak, but he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

What's more, with such a transparent person as Bai Yutang, can he really fail to see through Duanmucui's intentions?Maybe he already knew it, but he just didn't want to find out. Thanks to Duanmucui for his kindness, he also left a trace of false comfort for himself.

It's getting late, he urged Duanmucui: "Let's go, Baixi is about to start."

Duanmucui's eyes lit up.

"Do you want to go to Ma Xing Street? Mr. Gongsun also said the day before that Cao's mother-in-law's meat pies are amazing. Also, the peddler with the basket sells sugar and ice that melts in your mouth, compared to Tianting's desserts. No less..."

Zhan Zhao smiled: "It's not up to you to decide, whoever dares to stop you, just go to Erlang Zhenjun Temple to file a complaint..."

The two talked and left, Xiao Qinghua watched eagerly from behind, wanted to follow, but did not dare without the master's consent.

——Master, won't you take me there?
——I haven't gone out for a long time.

——I cried so hard today that my voice is hoarse, listen, listen...

It was answered with a bang, and the door closed.

Forget it, Xiao Qinghua was listless, went back to the house and sat for a while, seeing that the remaining ink in the inkstone was still wet, so she took out the diary, wrote another article.

"Today, master went to the underworld for me, Bai Engong, and told us to do all the tricks. I cried so hard that my voice became hoarse, but what did Zhan Zhao do? I didn't shed a single tear! But in the end, my master Just taking Zhan Zhao to the night market, ignoring my hard work at all. These years, Honest Wan has been bullied too much, I will never succumb to this fate again, I will rise up! I will fight! I will fight back!"

The next day, while patrolling the streets, passing by the silk and satin shop, I remembered that Xu Qing and Bai Yutang lived here, so I asked the shopkeeper to inform me that Master Zhan from Kaifeng Mansion had come to visit.

The one who greeted him was a smiling Xu Qing.

Asking about Bai Yutang, he scratched his head.

"You said fifth brother, he left overnight yesterday. Ask him why, and he said he was rushing to attend a friend's funeral. Mr. Zhan, do you think it's strange? I really don't know if I have been brothers with fifth brother for so many years He has such a friend that I don't know..."

is it?

As the wind blows, the green branches and leaves of the trees in the yard are whirling, and the sun shines through the leaves, casting golden broken shadows on the green brick floor.Zhan Zhao's eyes flicked over those broken shadows, thinking: This way...is fine.

At the same time, Xiao Qinghua was reclining in the flowerbed of Duanmucui courtyard, flipping through her diary leisurely.

These days, I have written a thick volume, and every time I read it, I feel that the words are so beautiful that my lips and teeth are fragrant. It is really an amazing and brilliant article.I heard that Mr. Gongsun has a lot of friendship with the people in the publishing house. I wonder if I can entrust Mr. Gongsun to help with the printing, to be the first bowl to publish a book in my life, and earn it a name in history.

Turn to the latest article, hey...

The sun shines through the camellia flower plate that "cracks the beauty's face" above the head, casting golden broken shadows on the latest entry of the diary.

Under the phrase "I want to stand up! I want to fight! I want to fight back!" Zhu suddenly wrote two big characters.

--you dare!
(End of this chapter)