Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 5
There was still no one in the dim corridor, only the candles on the wall were flickering, like eyes flickering in the darkness.

Wang Zijin was so frightened that he was dizzy, he had long forgotten where he came from, he ran around like a headless chicken, and shouted while running for his life: "Come on, help, help!"

But who answered his call for help?In the long and winding corridor, only a lonely echo floats in emptiness.

After running for an unknown amount of time and turning many corners, he suddenly stopped in front of a room.It was an empty room with the door slightly open, as if someone had just left, and the things hadn't been cleaned.

Tired from running, the prince walked into the room limply and sat on a chair to rest.On the Eight Immortals table is a pot of cold tea, a candlestick, and a bronze mirror.

The mirror light was like water, reflecting his shadow.

No, it should be said that it is not his shadow, his own face is not so wide, and his eyebrows are not so dark, that blurred face looks like the treasure that died this morning.

Seeing this, Wang Zijin hurriedly picked up the mirror and shouted, "Bao Cai, Bao Cai, what's wrong with you?"

But the person in the mirror has a blank expression, and will not respond to his call.He looked around the room, and suddenly seemed to understand something. The luggage piled in the corner looked vaguely familiar, as if this was the room where Bao Cai lived.

"Bao Cai, do you have something to say to me?" He said joyfully to the mirror, only to see that Bao Cai's eyes in the bronze mirror slanted and looked at the table, and Wang Zijin followed his line of sight. , fell on the candlestick where the candle had long been extinguished.

Candlestick?Candle?There were also candles in Wang Sheng's room just now, but there were not many left.

Candles still burning during the day, candles that are always burning, candles that everyone has, what is it?A terrible answer was ready to come out in his mind.

However, at this moment, his hands trembled, and there was a soft bang in his ears. A folding fan flew out from nowhere and hit the mirror accurately. He couldn't hold it steady, and the bronze mirror fell to the ground land.

The surrounding scenery seemed to brighten instantly, and Bao Cai's face was no longer in the mirror.

"Guest officer, why did you come here? I've been looking for you so hard." A childish voice sounded outside the door. He looked back and saw the young man who had just led the way for him was holding a lantern, standing Wait for him by the door.

"I'm lost, and I can't find you. It just so happens that there is no one in this room, so I just sit here and rest..." Wang Zijin replied weakly, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Does the guest officer want to stay in the hotel? It's getting late now."

"No, no, please lead the way, I want to go out." He quickly waved his hands, only to feel weak all over, his legs were weak, and his inner robe had already been soaked in cold sweat.

The round-faced boy looked at him inexplicably, as if he didn't understand why he was so panic-stricken, and sent him all the way to the gate.

At this time, the night was just beginning, and the lights were just coming on. Among the thousands of lights, I saw a man in white clothes, tall and tall, standing in the clear night wind, waiting for him.

There was a playful light in Danfeng's eyes, and there was a smile on his lips, it was Feixiao.

"Feixiao, I almost never returned, why did you wait for the time to come?" Wang Zijin rushed towards him as if seeing a savior.

"It's good to come, not sooner or later."

"Huh? Where's your folding fan, did you forget to bring it?"

Fei Xiao smiled and said, "I just threw it in to save you. If it wasn't for that fan, you would have never returned."

"I really admire you. How did you throw it so accurately?" Wang Zijin said while looking back to measure the distance from the inn to the gate with admiration on his face, as if he didn't notice anything strange.

Fei Xiao was amused by his confident expression, wondering if he was pretending to be crazy or not.

The two talked as they walked, gradually drifting away, and the Hongfu Inn behind them was brightly lit, with candlelight soaring into the sky, as if a demon fire had been lit in the dark night, attracting countless moths, rushing towards the flame without thinking about their own safety.

Seven

"That Hongfu Inn is really evil, but if your fan is a moment late, I might ask Baocai what happened." Wang Zijin returned to the residence, and after a while he was in shock, recalling the experience in the Hongfu Inn just now. Say it without regret.

And Fei Xiao ate his beloved chicken again, shaking his head while gnawing on the chicken wings, "Do you think you can really get the answer? The person is dead, and that is at most a ray of resentment left by him before he died. The mirror was next to him when he was there."

"Ah, is that true?" Wang Zijin jumped up from his chair in fright, "Then why did I see the treasure? And he can still move in the mirror!"

"Because the situation you were in at that time was not far from the gate of hell, the boundary between life and death became blurred. You can cross life and death with just one step. If you can really hear what he said and ask the reason, I'm afraid you will die. return."

"Don't scare me, a gentleman speaks nothing, is it true or not?" Wang Zijin suddenly felt a constant cold wind behind him, and the pale and frightened faces of Bao Cai and Wang Sheng began to appear in front of him again.

"Dong dong dong." But at this moment, a hasty knock on the door broke the silence and startled Wang Zijin again.Just as he was about to criticize, he saw Fei Xiao on the bed cheering and jumping up, "My extra chicken has been delivered!"

That night, Wang Zijin tossed and turned sleeplessly, and his experiences during the day made him unable to sleep peacefully. Finally, he met Zhou Gong for a while when the sky was getting dark, and was brutally shaken awake by Fei Xiao at dawn.

"Zi Jin, I have a lot of things to do today, get up quickly." Fei Xiao sat beside his bed, looking at him with a half smile but not a smile with her bright and cunning black eyes.

"Anyway, there is no chance for fame and fame, so it's okay to sleep until the sun rises..." Wang Zijin turned around and was about to go back to sleep again.

"Go to the Hongfu Inn to stay overnight, and then it's not too late to sleep!"

Upon hearing the words "Hongfu Inn", Wang Zijin turned over and sat up immediately, "What did you say? Hongfu Inn?! Where are you going to stay?"

"It's not me, it's you!" Fei Xiao pointed at his nose and said with a smile, "I'm too evil, I will be discovered by others."

"The evil spirit, where did the evil spirit come from, and how did you know it?" Wang Zijin stretched out his nose to smell him, but he didn't smell anything.

"Alas..." Fei Xiao shook her head helplessly, "So you don't have the instinct to seek good luck and avoid bad luck. You see, you must have had a bad premonition when you bid farewell to us early."

Wang Zijin scratched his head in embarrassment, but he only felt that there was a faint fragrance of green grass on Fei Xiao's body, which smelled very good. If it was a monster, it would be wonderful.

"Today you are going to sleep in the Hongfu Inn, and you have to prepare some things for me." Fei Xiao smiled slightly, "I already know what that evildoer is, and I have already figured out how to deal with it. Success or failure depends on it. ..."

"Let's not talk about how you know what happened to that monster, but you let me sleep in the Hongfu Inn, and you let me prepare things. I have no skills at the same time. How can you do these two things at the same time?" Wang Zijin couldn't help but listened. There were many complaints.

"Yes, don't worry, you can definitely..." Fei Xiao said, with a sly smile flashing in her eyes again.

That day Prince Jinzhen went to lodge, the inn was no different from usual, during the day he kept Fei Xiao's orders in mind and did not rush around.

He sat dryly in the simply furnished room, looking at the carved edge of the bed and the soft bedding, he felt that everything that happened yesterday seemed like a lifetime away.

As the sun gradually went down, Wang Zijin's heart also tightened gradually, what was supposed to come was coming.

Eight

The twilight was falling and the sun was shining brightly. As the sky gradually darkened, faint cries echoed in the room of the inn.

Today, for some reason, his senses were particularly sharp, and he felt that the voice changed from thin to strong, and later it was mixed with a sigh of resentment.

When the night was dark, many people could be heard crying, and they could also hear the voices of people calling for help.

Like flowing water, lingering endlessly.

Wang Zijin hurriedly stood up and searched all over the room for the source of the sound, but besides the furniture, where is there another person in the room?
But the chaotic cries hit his eardrums like a tide, and his heart was beating wildly with fear.

"You all shut up, don't cry, shut your mouths quickly!" He covered his ears and yelled, almost frantically, but the crying was like a wave that wanted to drown him out.

"Guest officer, guest officer, it's time to light the lanterns." An immature child's voice came from the darkness, but it was the boy who led the way yesterday, and he was standing obediently outside the door holding a big red lantern.

At the same time as the boy's voice sounded, the crying subsided in an instant, Wang Zijin waved to him with lingering fear, "Come in..."

After the little boy got permission, he took the lantern and walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, took out a red candle and a paper twist made of yellow paper from his arms, and took out a torch, and began to help the prince into holding the lamp.

This posture gave Wang Zijin a glimmer of hope. Maybe if the lamp is lit and the surroundings are lit up, there won't be such a scary sound, right?

Wang Zijin stared at the candle in a daze, while Bao Cai looked at the candle in the mirror yesterday, and Wang Sheng also had unburned candles in his room.

The red candle was like blood, with a faint murderous look, which made him afraid, but he didn't want to hear that terrifying voice anymore.

To point or not to point?

He was hesitating, when he heard a click, the boy had already lit the yellow paper with the bean-like light.

As soon as the paper twist was lit, Wang Zijin felt a burst of fragrance, like Lanfeilan, like musk, but not like musk, but more like the smell of incense in the temple, and at the same time, he felt dizzy.

He screamed in his heart that it was not good, so he hurried to stop the young man and said: "Don't, don't hold the lamp..." But it was too late, the young man had already twisted the paper close to the candle end, and he couldn't stop it.

But seeing the flame of the candle stub ignited, shook a few times, then extinguished.The boy snorted, and nodded again, Wang Zijin was no longer afraid, and leaned over to watch the commotion.

I tried a few more times, but still couldn't light it, until the three-inch long yellow paper was burned away, and there was still no flame on the candle.The boy was suddenly very unhappy, with a ferocious look on his round face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Wait, I'll go get another one right away."

After finishing speaking, he hurried away with the lantern in his hand, without even saying hello to the prince, as if he was very angry.

Only Wang Zijin was left sitting alone in the dark, scratching his head and muttering: "Isn't it because the candle got damp, why are you so angry?"

But at this moment, the door of the Hongfu Inn was closed, and there were only two huge red lights swaying in the night wind.Each guest room is lit with candles, illuminating the courtyard full of pavilions and rockeries like daytime.

There was no one in the corridor, and the flickering candlelight turned the wooden floor into a pale color.I saw a wisp of thin black candle smoke floating out from every crack of the door, misty, like a river returning to the sea, going straight to a room.

"Buzzing..." A mosquito fluttered its wings in the quiet corridor, followed the candle smoke, followed to that room, and crawled in through the crack of the door.

There was a person sitting on the couch in the room, with his eyes closed, puffing out the smoke, inhaling the smoke into his mouth and nose, and then spitting it out again. The wrinkles on his face were like ravines. He was the fat innkeeper of the Hongfu Inn.

The shopkeeper's face was full of enjoyment, suddenly he seemed to feel something, his eyes opened suddenly, and then there was a hissing sound of clothes being torn, and a pair of thick and long tentacles grew out of his back , nailing the peeping mosquito to the door in one fell swoop.

"Who is here?" Immediately he jumped up and shouted loudly.

"Hehehe, you old man has such a keen sense!" A man's clear and pleasant voice came from outside the door, and then a handsome young man opened the door with a folding fan, but he was dressed in white clothes like snow and had a handsome face. The expression on her face that looked like a smile was not a smile, it was Feixiao.

A pair of dark compound eyes suddenly appeared on the shopkeeper's face, occupying most of his face, staring at him seriously for a while, "So you are a fellow, what's your business?"

"Oh, let me tell you, after practicing for so long, why do you still look ugly? It's really ugly." Fei Xiao hurriedly covered her face with a fan, as if she didn't want to see his ugly appearance.

"My knowledge is still shallow, and I have to change back to my original form to use my spiritual power. If I'm in a human body, I can't do what I want."

The shopkeeper said that a few more legs had grown on his back, and a thick layer of black hair had grown on his body. The sound of cloth being torn could be heard all of a sudden, and in a blink of an eye, a huge spider stood on the ground, taking up the entire area. In the room, the two half-man long tentacles on the head are constantly shaking.

"Then why are you still wearing so many rough clothes? Isn't it superfluous? This voice is really sad." Fei Xiao complained, covering her ears with her hands.

"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me what you are doing here?" the spider asked.

"I'm here to persuade you to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. You have eaten the anger of many people here to cultivate, and you will be punished by the gods. Go to the mountains quickly." Fei Xiao smiled and looked up at it, shaking her folding fan, as if she was not afraid of this. giant.

"Where did so much anger come from in the mountains? It's really hard to collect the spiritual energy that day, and you and I don't interfere with the river water, so why come to spoil my good deeds?" The spider monster spit out a lot of milky white sticky liquid from its abdomen. Silk comes.

nine

Sitting alone in the dark, Wang Zijin felt uneasy.The boy went away for a long time and never came back, and the night seemed to be getting more and more serious, almost obliterating him.

Unexpectedly, he was panicking alone, but he heard a sound coming from outside the window, he hurriedly looked back, and saw the moon shining on the carved window sill, casting a figure.

The figure was magnified infinitely by the pale moonlight, blurred, but it seemed to be the silhouette of a scholar. Wang Zijin felt that his breathing seemed to be stagnant, and he didn't know if it was a human or a ghost.

He thought of yesterday's experience, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, could this be another treasure?Did he come to find himself to say the unfinished words?

"Bao Cai? But you came back to help me?" Thinking of this, he shouted loudly.

But when the figure heard his call, it disappeared from the window like a ghost.

Isn't it treasure?He swallowed in fright, boldly walked over, stretched out his trembling hand and pushed open the window.

Outside the window, the moon is clear and the wind is clear, and the shadows of the trees are whirling. Outside is a forest behind the Hongfu Inn. In the moonlight, there is a quiet scene. How can there be any human presence?
Maybe it was just his own eyesight, Wang Zijin heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and was about to close the window, but unexpectedly felt that his hands were slippery, damp and cool, as if something like water was sticking to the window sill.

He looked curiously, under the bright moonlight, he saw a piece of purple-black liquid stained on half of his palm, which could not be seen clearly in the night, vaguely resembling fresh blood.

Trembling, he put his hands under his nose and smelled it. A pungent smell of kerosene rushed into his brain cavity immediately. The overbearing and pungent smell made Prince Jin sneezed twice.

This was beyond his expectations, and he couldn't help cursing inwardly, this inn is too extravagant, and the kerosene is not stored in the warehouse for safekeeping, how can it be spilled everywhere?

But who did that figure just now belong to?If it is an illusion, how can I explain the kerosene in my hands?And what about the candle that burns and goes out, never to be lit?

Wang Zijin was confused for a moment, only felt that he had fallen into layers of cobwebs, and didn't know what was waiting for him in front of him.

At this moment, the door behind him was pushed open with a creak, and a person stood outside the door with a red lantern, and bowed respectfully to him, "Guest officer, have you been waiting for a long time? Help you order."

It was the boy who left angrily just now.

Seeing him at this time, Wang Zijin acted as a savior, and quickly beckoned him to come in, "Why have you been away for so long and haven't come back? It scares me!"

The little boy hurried into the room, put down the lantern in his hand, took out the same thing from his arms, and started to light the lamp.Under the erratic light of the yellow paper, both of them had pale and dignified faces.

But I saw that the candle was lit and then extinguished, and then lit and extinguished again, repeated several times, and finally a piece of yellow paper was burned out again.

He raised his head in fear, looked at the prince with an incredulous expression, and said, "Guest officer, who are you?" His eyes were like ghosts, and his face was so frightened that his blood turned pale.

(End of this chapter)