Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 19: No Demon City (3)
Ziyang was easy to find. After walking for a while, I saw a group of Taoist priests standing on both sides of the gate to greet him.

Wearing a purple Taoist robe and a golden Taoist crown, he entered the gate vigorously, sat in the front hall drinking tea, took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and handed it to the little Taoist priest next to him: "Take this to the room in the back hall." Go, it took him a lot of hard work last night, don't break it."

The little Taoist bowed his head, took the bottle and left.

Wang Zijin was lying in the grass, and when he heard this, he was so happy that he couldn't hold back his heartbeat.

last night?Feixiao also happened last night, it seems that Ziyang did it.The bottle must contain Fei Xiao's soul, he quickly stood up and followed the little Taoist priest holding the porcelain bottle.

The little Taoist turned around in the corridor, and stopped in front of a door. The prince came in and saw him open the lock and go in. After a while, he came out to lock the lock. Now, how do I get in?

In his wits, he hurriedly jumped out from the grass, picked up a stone and threw it at the back of the Taoist priest's head, and the little Taoist priest fell to the ground.

Wang Zijin was trembling with fright, this was the first time he hit someone, seeing that the Taoist priest was just fainted, he sneaked into the room with confidence.

The interior is dark and narrow, and the three walls are tall wooden frames, which are divided into numerous grids and filled with colorful porcelain vases.

Wang Zijin quickly found the white porcelain bottle, and saw that the porcelain was delicate and moist, and a yellow paper seal was pasted on the mouth of the bottle.

Seeing his hand, he quickly turned around to leave.Unexpectedly, someone suddenly grabbed his ankle in the dark, Wang Zijin broke out in a cold sweat, and looked down, but the little Taoist priest who had just been knocked out by himself woke up.

"Little master, let go! I'm here to save my friend, I don't intend to harm anyone!"

But the Taoist ignored him, opened his mouth and shouted: "Come on, come on, someone is stealing..."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Zijin shook off his hand and ran quickly. He saw bright lights behind him, and a group of Taoist priests chasing him with torches. He ran panting under the wall, but the wall was so high that he could not climb it. Go up, but the pursuers are getting closer and closer.

He hurriedly ran along the wall again, and when the flames went out, a small locked door appeared in front of him.

Seeing that the pursuers were right behind him, Wang Zijin suddenly felt the jade flute in his waist in desperation, and picked up the jade flute to pick the lock regardless of the three seven twenty ones.

Strange to say, as soon as the jade flute touched the door lock, the door lock fell with the sound. He pushed the door and ran wildly. He didn't know how far he ran. He didn't stop until no one behind him came after him.

Sitting in the grass, panting and sweating profusely, he took out the porcelain vase from his bosom, and saw that the porcelain vase was white and moist, with a hint of aura, very similar to that of Scarlet Silk.

Unable to be satisfied in his heart, he lay down on the grass slope and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Wang Zijin dragged all the way back to the inn, hurriedly closed the door, holding the porcelain vase in his hand, feeling a burst of excitement in his heart.It was time to meet Fei Xiao again, and even though we had only been separated from him for a day, I felt as if I had no support and felt very lonely.

What would Scarlet say when she saw herself?You shouldn't call me stupid this time, right?Do you think you will praise me?

He was very happy, so he went to open the porcelain bottle, but he didn't know that the seal was very strong, even after tearing it for a long time, he still couldn't tear it, so he took a candle and lit the seal in a hurry.

As soon as the paper talisman was burned out, the bottle cap flew up with a sudden sound, as if something was about to come out impatiently, the prince felt a sore in his nose, and shouted: "Fei Xiao, you are back!"

Unexpectedly, an old voice said: "Who is Feixiao, is that beautiful young man who is with you?"

When the prince heard this, he couldn't help being taken aback, his legs softened and he sat on the ground. Did he save something and come back this time?
Feeling hopeless and powerless.

Seven

"Scholar, what's wrong with you?" the voice asked curiously.

The prince sat on the ground in a daze, and he heard the voice very familiar, and couldn't help but come back to his senses, "Where did you meet this one? Why didn't you show up for so long?"

"Have you forgotten how you and your friend got here?"

Only then did Wang Zijin remember that this seemed to be the little demon who showed the two of them the way in the thatched hut.He thought of all the past, and couldn't help but feel sad. At that time, he and Fei Xiao were still two people, but now they were inseparable from each other, and he couldn't help crying.

"Hey, a seven-foot man like you, why do you cry at every turn?" He said contemptuously.

"Fei Xiao has turned into a fox, and now I am the only one left. I ran to Qingyun Temple, but I couldn't save him..."

Hearing that voice, he didn't speak for a long time, and after a while he said: "That friend of yours probably wasn't designed by that Ziyang."

"Ah?" Wang Zijin couldn't help wondering, "How do you say that?"

"That Ziyang is said to have supernatural powers, but it was not the case when I met the day before yesterday..."

Hearing this, Wang Zijin felt as if he had fallen into a mist, besides Ziyang, who else in this city has such ability?
The voice suddenly said anxiously: "I won't tell you anymore, I'll trouble you to send me back to that thatched hut at night, it will be dawn this day, so I feel very uncomfortable." After speaking, there was no sound.

"Hey, hey, tell me some more things." Wang Zijin picked up the porcelain bottle and shook it again and again. Seeing that it was no different from ordinary bottles, he knew that he was hiding in and didn't want to come out.

Is it okay again this time?Wang Zijin couldn't help feeling depressed, Feihong, Feixiao, when will I rescue you?
Just as I was thinking about it, I felt that something was missing in my heart, but I remembered that I was just running for my life, and I forgot the bamboo basket containing the crimson silk outside the Qingyun Temple, and ran to Qingyun Temple to get the bamboo basket again in a hurry.

During the day, Wang Zijin bought two more chickens and fed them to Fei Xiao. He slept in the room for a whole day, and waited until night to send the monster back in the hut.

As soon as the sun set, the old voice yelled: "Hurry up! Let's set off. It's really uncomfortable to stay in this city."

Wang Zijin was woken up by him, and said unhappily: "It's fine to send you back, but you have to tell me everything you know."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll tell you the details!"

It was really uncomfortable for the prince to see him, so he hurriedly grabbed Feixiao into the bamboo basket, carried it on his shoulder, ran downstairs, led the horse and galloped for a while, and within a quarter of an hour, he left Dufeng City.

When they got outside the city, the voice was very happy, and started talking non-stop: "Actually, I also forgot my own name. If you can't see me, just call me Rumo."

After hearing this, Wang Zijin replied, "My name is Wang Zijin."

"I know you called Wang Zijin, there are only a few people coming and going, I still remember."

"Then Rumo, do you have any clues about this matter? Before Feixiao disappeared, she told me to tell the truth from the fake, but I'm just an ordinary person, how can I tell the truth from the fake here?"

"In this world, what is true and what is false, what is true and what is false, how can you figure it out by yourself? But in the past three years, some strange things have really happened." Ru Mo sighed.

"What a weird thing, come and listen to it."

"Three years ago, the inn was full of monsters and devoured countless people, but later someone buried something there, and those evil spirits were suppressed, and the barrier of Dufeng City was also after that. It slowly came into being..."

"What is that, do you know?"

"Naturally I don't know, if I didn't have any resentment in my heart, I would not be able to talk to you even now. It's only been three years since I became a monster, but because of that thing, I still can't have a body now." The voice was full. It is helpless.

Thinking about that thing, it must be a very powerful magic weapon or something.

Wang Zijin walked all the way, the sky was getting dark, and the night was like ink, and he saw a dilapidated hut appearing in the night, Rumo was very happy to see him, and shouted: "It's great to be home again!"

"Wait," the prince said, "but I rescued you from that Ziyang?"

"Yes."

"But I worked so hard to send you home?"

"This statement is not false."

Wang Zijin saw him and recognized them one by one, and then continued: "Now I ask you one thing, will you help?"

"Yeah?" Rumo hesitated, "As long as you don't let me take you to find that thing..."

"Hee hee," Wang Zijin said with a smile, "You really know what I want, I just want to see what was buried in the post three years ago."

Rumo heard this, and wailed bitterly: "You're a human being, there's nothing wrong with me, I'm just a mayfly little demon, if I disappear, it will be forever!"

"You just need to guide me. If there is danger, you can run for your life."

After hearing this, Ru Mo had no choice but to agree, "Walk one mile forward, and you will be at the station."

Wang Zijin followed his instructions and galloped forward. The further he went, the more desolate the surroundings became, vaguely looking like a city, and now there were only broken walls and ruins standing in the dark night, like phantom buildings.

When the prince saw it, he couldn't help being frightened, and Narumo shouted: "There is nothing here, why are you so afraid, you will be afraid later."

When the prince heard this, he was even more frightened. Fei Xiao, who was in the basket, also seemed to sense the danger, and kept jumping around.

"This place is too evil, why is there even less grass than other places?"

"That's right, we're almost there..."

Only then did Wang Zijin realize that the surrounding grass was gradually decreasing in a circle.

"Then you go quickly. I guess you will go further and go to the place where there is no grass, which is where the thing is buried?"

Ru Mo's voice trembled: "I'll stay with you, I also want to see what is buried."

Wang Zijin had no choice but to continue walking, only to see stones and rubble all around, several broken walls on both sides, and one in front was surrounded by ropes.

"Is that right there?" Wang Zijin didn't notice anything wrong, and pointed with his hand.

"That's right, it's there. Your handsome brother should really take good care of you, you don't feel any danger at all with such a scary thing..."

"Hey hey." Wang Zijin scratched his head, he was no longer the only one who said that, it seems that his horoscope is really open to question.

Before the two of them approached, Ru Mo actually yelled: "I'm leaving!"

The porcelain vase unexpectedly shattered in Wang Zijin's arms. It seemed that he couldn't bear it and ran away.

Wang Zijin wasn't afraid at first, but now that he was being told to toss about like this, he became scared, and bravely galloped past, only to see a small open space in front of him, surrounded by people with ropes, and many charms were pasted on it.

He got off his horse and got into the rope circle. In the night, he could only see that something seemed to be buried on the ground, and there was a round black mark on the barren land.

In the back basket behind her, Feixiao jumped even more fiercely, Wang Zijin squatted down, took out the jade flute, pointed at the circle and shouted: "Open!"

After waiting for a while, there was no movement.

He shook his head in disappointment, turned the jade flute upside down, and used it to dig the soil. After digging twice, he touched a hard object. He couldn't help being overjoyed, "This thing is really easy to dig!"

Unable to see what it was in the dark, he reached out and touched it. It seemed to be the edge of a barrel.

bucket?bucket?That day, Fei Xiao also seemed to have mentioned some "barrel well technique"?Is that the name?
Wang Zijin suddenly remembered the solemn expression on Feihong's face that day, and couldn't help but feel nervous. It seems that this "barrel well technique" may not be a good spell.

Just as he was thinking, he heard someone say in his ear: "Someone is coming, go away!" It was a voice like ink, it seemed that he saw something and specially reported it to himself.

Wang Zijin quickly paved the soil, led the horse and hid aside to peek, he wanted to see who came to this dead place so late?
Under the bleak moonlight, a black shadow swayed over.

The man was wearing a hooded cloak and was not riding a horse, so he couldn't see his face clearly.He walked outside the circle made by the rope and stood there for a long time, as if he had something on his mind.

Now that we are getting closer, we can see the cloak shining in the night, it seems to be a fine silk, Wang Zijin couldn't help being surprised: In the small town of Dufeng, the only one who can afford such a silk is probably Zhang Qianfu one person.

But what is he doing here?
Eight

I saw Zhang Qianfu standing blankly outside the rope circle, his expression couldn't be seen clearly in the dark, he seemed to be wiping away his tears with a handkerchief, and after a while, he burst into tears.

The cry was very miserable, echoing in the night sky, like howling a ghost.

The prince hid behind the broken wall, already frightened, but when he cried, his scalp went numb.Zhang Qianfu cried for a while, then sat on the ground panting, his fat body trembling slightly in the night, he was very pitiful.

Wang Zijin couldn't help feeling sorry for him, looking at his age that day, he was beyond doubt, what could make him so sad now, to come to this wilderness to cry bitterly?
It seems that in life, no one can escape the joys and sorrows.

While in a trance, Zhang Qianfu struggled to move his obese body, stood up slowly, patted the dirt on his body, and walked away slowly. Only then did Wang Zijin lead the horse to the rope circle again.

Seeing the black circle, Wang Zijin's doubts got deeper and deeper, what was buried in that bucket, and why did Zhang Qianfu come to cry?

That day, Fei Xiao's words echoed in her ears again: no one is so stupid, right?nobody?

The prince felt a little hairy in his heart, man?Looking down at the size of the circle, judging by the mouth of the barrel, it can indeed hold a person.

There was a burst of fear in his heart, he hurriedly got on the horse, and galloped for a while.

Could it be?Could it be that the barrel contained not some powerful magic weapon, but a person?Was the man dead or alive, or was he buried alive?Who is buried in that barrel?

Wang Zijin was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and when he looked up again, he came to the hut where Ru Mo was again, and hurriedly shouted to the room: "Thank you just now."

Ru Mo's old voice sounded: "The old man came in a carriage, and now he has gone far, you can go back with peace of mind."

Go back with peace of mind?How can I feel at ease?Prince Jin rode his horse and returned to Dufeng City. At this time, dawn broke and a new day began.

Looking at the rising sun, he couldn't help sighing: It's been another day, it's been three days, and I still can't figure it out. Instead, it's like walking into a maze. The further I go, the more I don't know where the exit is.

During the day, the prince went in to buy chickens to feed Feixiao. Looking at the white fox on the ground, he couldn't help but feel sad, "Feixiao, Feixiao! Can't you help me more? I really can't do it now. There are too many people here. There are so many things I can't figure out."

But the fox only knew how to eat, and then turned around and ignored him after eating.When the prince saw its crystal white tail, he couldn't help being extremely sad, and felt that there was nothing he could do.

He tiredly climbed onto the bed in the inn, and just as he closed his eyes, the door creaked softly and opened slowly, obviously someone came in.

Wang Zijin heard it clearly, but he couldn't move his body no matter what.

He only felt someone walking to the bedside and looking at him, he raised his eyelids hard, and what caught his eyes was the snow-white skirt, he couldn't help but move: Is it that Fei Xiao is back?
But I couldn't see the man's face clearly, only heard the man start to speak: "Zi Jin, thank you for your hard work."

The voice is loud and clear, who is it not?
When the prince heard this, he felt sad for a moment. He wanted to say a lot to him, but he couldn't open his mouth.

But I heard Feixiao continue: "I also guessed a little bit about the barrel well. You must think about it carefully. Why did you bury that barrel there? Why is there no ghost in this city? There may be some ghosts in the city. Powerful people suppress it, but now Ziyang doesn't have that ability, so who is protecting this small city?"

Wang Zijin listened to his words, feeling tense in his heart.

Then I heard Feixiao say: "Zi Jin, I'm leaving, you must think about it carefully to distinguish the truth from the false..." After speaking, Feixiao retreated step by step, and gently closed the door.

As soon as he walked away, Wang Zijin was able to move, he got up from the bed and looked around, there was no one, it was Nan Keyimeng.

He wiped the sweat off his brow, only to realize that he was holding the jade flute that Fei Xiao had left for him in his hand.

Scarlet, have you been here?Your soul, attached to this jade flute, came here to tell me this?

It was dusk outside the window, and the clouds were shining.Tonight, I will go to Zhang Qianfu's house to find out. I don't know if the truth will come to light, or will I fall into a deeper fog?
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It was dark that night, and Wang Zijin set off again with Feixiao on his back.

Zhang Qianfu's home was easy to find. It was in the most prosperous area of ​​the city. There were two big lanterns hanging outside the gate, which were gorgeous and grand.

This time the prince was obedient when he entered school, instead of going in through the gate, he followed the high wall, touched the small door at the back, took out the jade flute, tapped the lock lightly, and the lock opened in response.

(End of this chapter)