Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 29 Asking for Proverbs (2)
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"Isn't this just the word 'like'?" Wang Zijin asked curiously.

"That's right, it's the word 'like'." Lan Xiang retracted her hand, "At the beginning, the Buddha guided me to think carefully, and when I realized the true meaning of this word, it was the day when I was completely reincarnated."

"Complete reincarnation?" Fei Xiao looked puzzled, "So you have entered reincarnation?"

"Yes, but not completely." She said, pointing to the little girl sitting on the edge of the bed, "Her name is Rong'er, she is my reincarnated child, she is now four years old."

"What?" Wang Zijin looked at the gloomy face of the little girl under the light, and felt that the hairs on her body were standing on end. This child always had a gloomy face and said nothing. He thought it was also a spirit body. Think of being a real person.

"This matter is tricky." Fei Xiao looked at Lan Xiang, then at the little girl, "You are still in this world, so the reincarnation is not complete?"

"That's right," Lan Xiang burst into tears again, "That's why Rong'er can't laugh, and she can't feel happy. When I really disappear from this world, she will be no different from ordinary children."

"Because you haven't figured out the meaning of that word, that's why it hasn't disappeared?"

"Young Master Minghui," Lan Xiang cried again, "I died at a young age. Although I don't know why, it is probably in vain. I can no longer delay Rong'er's life because of my stupidity."

"Fei Xiao, Fei Xiao, what should I do? You should quickly think of a solution." Wang Zijin jumped on the side in a hurry. If he had known it would be such a big trouble, he would not have brought these two weirdos back.

I saw Feixiao's eyebrows furrowed tightly, holding a pen, dipped in ink, and wrote the word "Ru" on the white paper, thinking about something.

It took him a while before he said: "There is a word for 'female' and a word for 'mouth' in this character. Let's start with the character for 'female'."

"Start with the word 'female'?" Wang Zijin wondered.

"We need to find out how she died first." Fei Xiao pointed at Lan Xiang and said, "She was wearing a wedding dress, so she might have died on the day she got married. Just find out which one of the nearby houses held the wedding ceremony five years ago. Wouldn't it be easier to deal with the dead bride?"

"There are too few dead brides on the day of the wedding, so this one is really easier to find." After hearing this, Wang Zijin packed up his things, "It's not too late, let's pack up and start, and go out early tomorrow morning to inquire."

"Zi Jin," Fei Xiao hurriedly stood up and held him down, "I have my own way, it's too late today, we have to arrange it tomorrow."

"How to arrange it?"

Fei Xiao purposely kept her mouth shut, stretched her waist, yawned and said, "It's getting late now, I'm going to bed, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Crimson, Scarlet, tell me."

Fei Xiao rolled her eyes and smiled at him, but didn't answer at all, opened her door and went to sleep.

Wang Zijin stayed outside the door, knowing that he has always been a secretive person, so he might not get any results from asking tonight.

"That, that Lanxiang girl..." Wang Zijin hesitatingly said to her.

"My lord, call me Lan Xiang."

"Lan Xiang," Wang Zijin continued scratching his head and said, "Don't worry, my friend is very capable and will definitely help you."

Lan Xiang saw that Wang Zijin held back for a long time before saying such words, she suddenly felt inexplicably moved, her nose was sour, and she felt very uncomfortable, "Young Master Wang, please rest earlier."

"You can sleep here with me!" Wang Zijin laughed, "I will spend the night on the bench."

It was night, the moonlight was like water, Wang Zijin looked at the full moon outside the window, he just felt a cloud of fog in his mind, he didn't know what the word motto meant, tossed and turned, unable to understand it.

The sound of Lan Xiang singing softly came from the room, probably trying to lull Rong'er to sleep, the singing was melodious and pleasant, only the last few lines were clearly heard: Willows are surrounded by mountains, covering them constantly, worrying about the way.

Listening to the libretto, Wang Zijin felt sad in his heart, and his homesickness was aroused. It has been almost a year since he left home, and he doesn't know how his mother is now.

Zigui crowed at night outside the window, his voice was miserable, as if he knew about human affairs, and each sound could reach people's hearts.

Is it true that everything in this world is sad?

Whether it is a human, a ghost, or a bird that sings at night, under the illumination of the moonlight, everyone has a heart that cannot be pinned down.

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Early in the morning of the second day, Wang Zijin pulled Fei Xiao out of the soft quilt.

"Fei Xiao, didn't you agree yesterday? Let's go quickly."

"Where are you going?" Fei Rou's hair was disheveled, her eyes were sleepy, and she obviously didn't want to get up.

"Aren't you going to inquire about the bride?"

"Who said I'm gone?" Fei Xiao said and lay down again, "Zi Jin, don't worry, get your energy back now, I'll find my way at dusk."

"Wait until dusk?" Wang Zijin looked at the sky outside, it was the noon when the sun was shining brightly, he sighed for a long time, but he had no choice but to go to sleep too.

I don't know how long he slept, but he felt someone shaking him, "Zi Jin, Zi Jin is getting up."

"Huh?" He opened his eyes and saw that Feixiao was wearing a white shirt, her black hair was tied up with white silk, her face was like a full moon, and she was looking at him with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

"This is you?" Wang Zijin saw that he had packed up and looked as if he was about to go out.

"Let's catch the servant." Fei Xiao said as she raised a bamboo cage in her hand, and walked ahead with a smile.

Wang Zijin was confused, so he quickly got up and followed him out, Lan Xiang followed him out when he saw her, and the two of them followed behind Fei Xiao, both with puzzled expressions, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.

I saw Feixiao in fluttering white clothes, with a slender figure, walking all the way ahead, the scenery on the roadside became more and more desolate, and the three of them had already arrived in a piece of wild grass.

"Here we are." Fei Xiao turned her head and smiled at the two of them, "It's here."

"What are we doing here?" Wang Zijin looked around the overgrown grass and couldn't help wondering.

"There are a lot of servants here." Fei Xiao stretched out her hand and caught something out of the grass, she approached the prince and said, "Look, this is it."

The prince saw that he pinched a small green worm between his slender fingers. The whole body of the worm was green and its wings were like tulle, so it was pretty.

"what is this?"

"This is a locust." Fei Xiao said and put the worms into the bamboo cage, "They can bring information back, and they can freely enter and exit whether it is the underworld or the underworld."

"Is there such a good thing?" Wang Zijin rubbed his hands happily when he heard it, "So we just need to let the bug out and wait for the news?"

"That's right." Fei Xiao pulled the corner of her mouth, very proud, "So I said don't worry."

"Fei Xiao, you are too powerful." Wang Zijin cheered and went to catch bugs.

Fei Xiao looked at his jumping back, with a smile on her lips, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Lan Xiang who was also smiling, and her brows frowned involuntarily.

This time the locusts are released, many things can be revealed, I hope this little girl can have a good death.

"My lord, thank you for helping me." Lan Xiang said to Wang Zijin while catching insects, "I have finally seen a glimmer of hope in the past five years."

When the prince came to see her, she was dressed in red, dyed golden by the setting sun. She was really beautiful. Who would have thought that such a young woman like her was just a meager wisp of spiritual body?
Just like a flower that has withered, what is left now is only a lingering soul and a lingering fragrance.

"No, you don't need to thank me." Wang Zijin hurriedly rummaged through the worms in the grass, bowed his head and said, "The first time I saw you, I kicked you out, you don't blame me, do you?"

"No," Lan Xiang smiled with tears in her eyes, "Young Master Wang helps me so much, how can I hold grudges against you?"

The prince was not happy to see her, so he hurriedly teased her: "You said that the Buddha gave you a mantra, but do you still remember what the Buddha looked like?"

Lan Xiang listened and smiled, "Buddha? It seems that from the perspective of ordinary people, he is the person you care about, so the gods in Buddhism have many incarnations." After saying that, he bowed his head and smiled, "The Buddha in my eyes , is a benevolent old woman."

Wang Zijin was very disappointed with the answer, and he couldn't continue to ask, so he just bowed his head to catch the bug.

The two of them had been catching for two full hours, and the sky was completely dark, and the bugs became more and more difficult to catch.

In the small bamboo cage in Fei Xiao's hand, there are already hundreds of insects, emitting a faint green light in the dark night.

"It's almost there. These bugs should bring us good news soon." Fei Xiao said, holding the bamboo cage in her hands, chanting something, not knowing what she was talking about.

The flying insects in the bamboo cage seemed to respond to what he said, the green light dimmed and brightened for a while, reflecting Fei Xiao's face as smooth and beautiful as marble.

"Okay." Fei Xiao smiled, stretched out two fingers, and opened the door of the cage, and blue lights began to fly out from inside.

Gradually, the blue light became more and more, like a handful of stars scattered in the darkness, dissipating in the distant sky.

Surrounded by the fluorescent light, Wang Zijin felt as if he was stepping on the clouds, and he was in the company of the stars and the bright moon, and he couldn't help feeling extremely happy in his heart.

After a long time, the light dissipated, and the surroundings fell into darkness again, only the grass was everywhere, the evening wind was bleak, and it was infinitely desolate.

"It's so beautiful." Only then did Wang Zijin regain his composure, he just felt as if he had traveled to Taixu just now, is it true that life is like this, youth is fleeting at the flick of a finger?
Just as she was mourning, she saw Fei Hong, dressed in white clothes like snow in the evening wind, her skirt fluttering in the wind, smiling at him, as if she already understood what was on his mind.

"Zi Jin, we're going back."

"Fei Xiao, being a human is so tiring, I just wanted to become that caterpillar and fly away."

"Don't look at the caterpillars as beautiful," Fei Xiao said with a smile, "They are all under my command now, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

"Huh? How did you order them?"

Fei Xiao gave him a smirk, "I'll catch them in a cage first, then threaten them with freedom and make a contract with them." He then shook his head and added, "For freedom, they will naturally help me gone."

"You, aren't you taking advantage of others' danger?"

"Then do you still envy that caterpillar?"

Wang Zijin waved his hands hastily and said, "No, no, it's better for me to listen to and appreciate music freely." After finishing speaking, he hurried back to the inn.

Fei Xiao smiled and followed him, just thinking it was funny.

Only Lan Xiang, who was dressed in a wedding dress, stood in the wasteland and stared blankly at the stars all over the sky. It seemed that the little stars had turned into her little meager hope.

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After a few days, Wang Zijin no longer felt how beautiful those bugs were, and recalling the beautiful brilliance of that night was only a headache.

Because in the late spring when the grass grows and the warblers fly, they have to open all the windows every day.

This is nothing, the most frightening thing is that there are insects coming in and out of this window every day, one by one, one by one, in an endless stream, which is a bit more lively than the gate of a restaurant.

And Fei Xiao was sitting in the living room, waving a folding fan and waiting for the arrival of various news, she looked like an emperor who was being worshiped by ministers.

"Zi Jin, quickly catch these two and throw them out." Fei Xiao hurriedly instructed Wang Zijin.

After the worms finished their tasks, they were no different from other worms. They had no spirituality at all and crawled all over the house. Every day, Wang Zijin kept catching the worms and throwing them out of the window.

At the end of the day, he was so tired that he couldn't even stand up straight.

"My lord, let me beat your back for you." Lan Xiang felt very sorry when she saw it.

"No, there's no need." Wang Zijin lay on the bench, looking at the scarf under the candlelight, it's already night, and finally no insects flew in, "I said, Scarlet, it's been like this for three days Now, is there any news?"

"Of course there is news." Fei Xiao smiled, and said to Lan Xiang, "Miss Lan Xiang..."

"My lord, please call me Lan Xiang." Lan Xiang blushed when he heard him address herself like that.

"Lan Xiang," Fei Xiao smiled at her, "Do you have any special memories of Jiangning Mansion?"

"Jiang Ning?" Lan Xiang's eyes blurred when she heard this, and it seemed to arouse her thoughts, "Rong'er is from Jiang Ning, and I'm always wandering around Jiang Ning."

After hearing this, Fei Xiao smiled and said: "Maybe we will soon know what happened when you were alive. Yesterday a caterpillar brought back news that five years ago there was a bride who died just after getting married. She was from Jiangning."

Lan Xiang's face froze when she heard this, as if a thunder had rang out on the ground, only to make her feel neither happy nor sad, and her mind went blank for a moment.

"How did you die?" Wang Zijin asked heartlessly on the bench.

"I don't know," Fei Xiao shook her head and smiled, "It's been too long, this is a vague message from Qing Chong, we need to confirm it."

"Then let's set off tomorrow." Wang Zijin said, looking at Lan Xiang, "Take a boat down the Yangtze River and arrive there in two days."

I saw Lan Xiang's expression was mournful, she nodded her head and said, "Okay." There was no sign of joy at all.

"What's wrong with her?" Wang Zijin asked Fei Xiao in a low voice.

"Even if there is only a ray of thoughts left, it won't be good to hear the news that you are dead?"

Wang Zijin looked at Lan Xiang's side face, and nodded with a vague understanding.

The next day, a few people packed up their things and set off. As soon as Fei Xiao arrived at the ferry, she hired the most gorgeous and comfortable boat, and went to the market to buy two packs of chicken legs before boarding the boat. She really couldn't wrong herself at all.

Wang Zijin is no stranger to his behavior, he only thinks that he is a fox who has suffered a lot after staying in the mountains for a long time, and now that he has finally come to the prosperous world, he wants to get back what he didn't enjoy before.

"Ronger, Ronger, eat chicken legs." Wang Zijin picked up a chicken leg and teased the girl on the deck.

The girl didn't speak, but stretched out her hand to take it, and gnawed it fiercely, as if she was eating the flesh and blood of her enemy.

Seeing her expression, the prince couldn't help shivering.

It seems that it is time to realize that one-word motto early, this is simply a child of the devil.

"Prince Wang, you will arrive in two days, right?"

"Yes." Wang Zijin saw Lan Xiang coming over and hurriedly stood up.

"My lord, thank you very much this time." Lan Xiang lowered her head and said, "I hope that after Lan Xiang turns into dust, you can still remember me."

"Lan Xiang," Wang Zijin patted his heart with a smile and said, "I won't turn into smoke and dust, because I have you in my heart, and Fei Xiao will remember you, as long as you stay in our hearts, you will never be disappear."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the surging river and said: "Life is like the Yangtze River sending water, who will not turn into smoke and dust? But the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and life is like this. People who die will live on. People's hearts continue to exist, and it is in this process of succession that life flows like a long river."

He laughed again: "Aren't you also working so hard for Rong'er?"

After hearing these words, Lan Xiang couldn't help being stunned. Looking at the surging river, she seemed to have infinite grief.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Fei Xiao suddenly felt elegant, sitting cross-legged on the deck and playing the jade flute in harmony with the warm spring breeze.

The sound of the flute is melodious and melodious, flowing with the flowing water on the Yangtze River. It is the song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River"——

Who first saw the moon by the river? When does Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yuezhao is, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

In the cabin, Lan Xiang saw the people on the deck in fluttering white clothes, and the music was ethereal. Thinking about the flowing water of the Yangtze River and the reincarnation of life, how similar they are, and looking at Rong'er's face, she suddenly felt that her heart suddenly became brighter, and she no longer feared the future.

Seven

Two days later, several people arrived at Jiangning Mansion.

Fei Xiao didn't get off the boat, and guided the boatman to go on, and finally stopped at a small village at sunset.

"Is it in this village?" Wang Zijin couldn't help being disappointed, he has always been in the bustling city, and he has never been to such a remote place.

"There is a man named Huang Da in this village. It seems that his bride died five years ago."

"Huang Da? This name is so strange."

"It's probably because his mother named her to save trouble. The eldest is called Huang Da, and the second is called Huang Er."

Wang Zijin glanced at Lan Xiang, thinking that she looked like Xiaojiabiyu from a certain family. Although she was not the daughter of a wealthy family, she seemed to have nothing to do with such "Huang Da" and "Huang Er".

But there are infinite possibilities in the world, and we cannot jump to conclusions.

A few people followed the setting sun, walked from the small path to the field ridge, and went to find the man named Huang Da.

(End of this chapter)