Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 51
The well, which gives people life, hides deep secrets.

There is a well in everyone's heart, deep and dark, with sparkling water, where our unknown past and unbearable experiences are buried.

But some people have a more terrifying existence trapped in their hearts.

"You pull your feet...I'll pull your head." In the silent village, in the dark night, there were two black figures moving furtively in the moonlight.

"Is this really okay?" Another voice tremblingly asked, "Is it really impossible to be discovered?"

"Throw it in."

"But, but this well is alive, not a dry well..."

"That's not necessarily the case. As long as the secret can be concealed, the well will be dry."

With a muffled splash, the heavy object fell into the deep well. The huge impact splashed the well water and sprinkled it on the green grass beside the well platform.

A pair of eyes, through the rippling cold well water, stared blankly at the erratic starry sky above his head, and groaned in despair.

I don't want to die!
I don't want to die like this!
There are still too many things that have not been done, how can they be buried like this?
But the starry sky above his head was fleeting, the mouth of the well was tightly blocked, and the well turned into darkness, like a life of despair.

一
In the bright sunlight, two shambling figures walked along a narrow path.

"Oh, I'm so hungry..." the prince wailed as he walked.

"Shut up! If you hadn't lost your purse, how could we have fallen to this point?" Fei Rou, dressed in a spotless white dress, stared at him impatiently, her beautiful and delicate face was distorted by anger.

"Aren't you good at stealing? That little silver is nothing at all, is it?" Wang Zijin looked at him expectantly.

"Then someone must be able to steal it! We drove along the post station along the way, and the passers-by were full of dust and dust. How can anyone be rich and look like a rich benefactor?"

"Alas..." Wang Zijin sighed, and looked at the sky and clouds above his head, "Sure enough, the retribution is not good, you have done so many sneaky things, and finally you have been patronized."

"Shut up!" Fei Xiao sternly said, "Obviously you lost the money, otherwise how could we have fallen into the miserable situation of selling horses for the road?"

"There is an inn in front." Wang Zijin was furious when he saw him, he hurriedly set up a pergola, looked into the distance, and quickly changed the subject.

"How can there be an inn in this kind of wilderness? There must be a limit to lying..." But before he finished speaking, a cloud of cooking smoke rose from the woods.

"Chicken..." He immediately stopped complaining, with a greedy look on his handsome face, "I smell chicken, someone is cooking chicken!"

"Yes, is it? You, you are so talented, you can smell chicken from such a distance?" Wang Zijin said in amazement.

The wind was blowing under Fei Xiao's feet, and she hurried on the road, "Let's go quickly, the road is long, when will we stop? We need to find a place to settle down before sunset."

Hey, it sounds so sweet, did you see the chicken waving at you?

Wang Zijin shook his head helplessly, followed Fei Rou's light and snow-white figure, and walked into the deep mountains.

It is the beginning of spring at this time, the vegetation is lush, everything is revived, and the green broad leaves are connected to form an endless green sea, which undulates with the mountain wind.

Occasionally, there are deep shadows, sneaking out their strange heads in this turquoise world.

two

The two of them walked for a full afternoon on the rugged mountain road, until dusk, before arriving at the village where the smoke rose.

I saw a wide open space in the mountains and forests, scattered with more than a dozen families, with small bridges and flowing water, rice paddies for traffic, ridges of green wheat, and kapok trees in full bloom.

Cooking smoke swayed with the breeze, curling up into the sky, dyeing the sunset in the sky red, adding a breath of life to this small village.

The prince walked in with backache and back pain, and complained again and again, but seeing the scene in front of him, he still couldn't help being stunned.

He suddenly felt exhausted, shook his head and said with emotion: "People say that there is no way out when there are many mountains and rivers, and there is another village in the shadow of the willow. I didn't believe it before, but now I understand that the ancients did not deceive me."

"Oh, you idiot..." Feixiao squinted her slender phoenix eyes, unfolded the folding fan in her hand with a swipe, and shook her head lightly, "I always only see the superficial things, and I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune. "

"Ah?" Wang Zijin's face suddenly turned pale, "You, didn't you see ghosts and ghosts dancing around again, didn't you?"

"That's not it..." Fei Xiao narrowed her slender fox eyes and showed a sly smile, "This is not a cemetery after all, I just saw a black spider web..."

"Spider web?" Wang Zijin looked at his handsome face and asked confusedly, "We are not butterflies and bugs, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"If you just stay for one night to rest, you shouldn't have any trouble." After Fei Xiao said that, she walked ahead confidently. She was dressed in white clothes like snow, flowing out of the dust, lighting up the dense green surrounding.

"Hey, wait for me..." Wang Zijin staggered to catch up with him, holding the hem of his robe, "It's really a fox, why do you walk like flying as soon as you reach the mountains?"

"There is a saying: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Fei Xiao also followed his example, pretending to chant, "Facing danger without fear, this is the style of a gentleman."

Listening to his self-praise, Wang Zijin couldn't help laughing secretly.

What gentleman?As long as the delicious food is present, not to mention hell, let him go up the mountain of knives and down the pan of oil, and his eyebrows will not even frown!
But for a moment, Fei Xiao hobbled her feet, walked through the ridges of wheat fields with ease, crossed the dusty dirt road, and went straight to a family at the foot of the mountain.

Along the way, there were women returning from picking mulberries, and farmers returning home from the fields, all looking at them in amazement.

Under the staring gaze, Wang Zijin felt sad all over his body, as if he was a monkey being tricked on the streets of Tokyo, trying hard to hide himself, but there was nowhere to hide.

He secretly looked at his clothes, the green clothes and undergarments, obviously there were no outlandish clothes.

But maybe it's because the folk customs are simple and honest, maybe it's because the outsiders are extraordinarily enthusiastic?
Thinking of this, he just wanted to open his mouth to discuss with Fei Xiao in front of him, but he saw him squinting his phoenix eyes, his red lips slightly curled up, scratching his head for a while, pacing square steps for a while, not only didn't feel weird, but enjoyed it.

Seeing this, Wang Zijin's face darkened, and he let out a long sigh.

If you talk to him, it's like talking to Xia Chong, and you won't get any useful answers.

Fortunately, the village is not big, and the difficult road is not long. After only a while, Fei Xiao stopped and stood in front of a wooden door of a family.

There is a light mountain breeze blowing, bringing a strong meaty aroma.

When Wang Zijin smelled this smell, his complexion became even darker, and he stretched out his hand to tug on the corner of Feixiao's snow-white clothes, "Hey, is there stewed chicken inside?"

"Zijin, you are really my confidant." Feixiao's eyes glowed, her expression was excited, and she replied happily, "I smelled this fragrance two miles away, it's really attractive, isn't it?"

Where is the appearance of Mr. Pianpianjia?It was clearly a drooling fox!
three

Wang Zijin originally thought that Fei Xiao had old friends in this village, so he was so familiar with the way. It turned out that he followed the smell of chicken to the door of this family, and he was disappointed.

But Fei Xiao didn't realize that he was depressed at all, she raised her hand and knocked on the door, the door made a dull sound, echoing in the empty courtyard.

At this time, the western sky is full of red clouds, the shadows of the trees in the forest are lingering, and the courtyard under the shade of the branches exudes a gloomy and cold atmosphere.

Maybe it was because the sun was about to disappear, the surrounding temperature dropped by a few points, and a cool wind blew up on the flat ground, making Wang Zijin shiver for no reason.

"Come on, come on." An old voice came from the door.

The door opened slowly, and an old man in coarse clothes showed half of his face behind the door.

"Deep in the mountains and wild mountains, I don't know what you two do?" The old man looked them up and down, his eyes full of hesitation.

"I'm here..." Wang Zijin was about to announce his family name when he was stopped by Fei Hong.

He bent down to salute, and said humbly: "Old man, we are students who are going home to visit our relatives. We don't want to lose our money and get lost here. We want to borrow the treasured place of the old man to stay overnight."

"Hehe, what a treasure land, it's just a remote village." Hearing this, the old man waved his hands and said with a smile, "Come in, I don't know what you two young masters should call you?"

"Xiaosheng's surname is Hu, and his name is Feixiao. This is my brother, and his name is Mozhi." Just as Wang Zijin was about to open his mouth, Feixiao changed his surname without authorization.

"Oh, you two are really brothers?" The old man looked at the two of them and smiled, "It's not like, it's not like at all."

Wang Zijin was taken aback by his smile, and it took him a long time to realize that he meant that he was mediocre, while Fei Xiao had the appearance of a fairy. He forgot to pursue things.

There is nothing unusual in the house, it is just an ordinary country house, although the furnishings are simple, they are not lacking in cleanliness.

An old woman with a hunched back was holding a cattail fan and fanning the firewood in the stove.

And on the stove with bright red flames, there was a casserole the size of a washbasin sitting on it, and the overflowing aroma wafted out, without taking off the lid, one could know that there must be a golden hen stewed inside.

Fei Xiao smelled the tangy aroma, and immediately lost all image, staring at the casserole, unwilling to move a step.

In the end, it was Prince Jin who tried his best to get him into the house.

"I don't know where the two young masters came from?" The old man was also hospitable and brought out a pot of tea to relieve their thirst.

"If you go back to the old man, we will come from Tokyo."

Fei Xiao took a sip of water, looked outside the courtyard, and geared up, wishing she could rush out to have a feast.

"Which academy do you two study in?"

"This..." Wang Zijin was at a loss for words when asked, not knowing how to answer.

"Stewed chicken, stewed chicken..." Fei Xiao tapped the table with her long fingers, her eyes drifted, and she kept muttering, obviously she was very greedy.

"Ah? Why haven't I heard the name of this academy?" The old man actually took Feixiao's obsessive ravings as the answer, and asked while wiping off his sweat, "I'm so lonely, what is Chaos Machine Academy?"

"Stewed, stewed chicken academy..." Wang Zijin blushed, he braced himself and began to talk nonsense, "It is in the chaos, which hides the meaning of heavenly secrets, implying that the truth of everything in this world often exists in seemingly crude and simple things middle……"

As he spoke, he felt cold sweat dripping from his forehead and his mouth was spitting. He felt that he was getting farther and farther away from the way of a gentleman. He had read all the books of sages and sages in the past ten years.

However, perhaps because of his excellent eloquence and passionate words, the old man actually nodded repeatedly, as if he was overwhelmed with admiration.

"Young Master's words are very true. There is also a saying in "San Wu Li Ji" that 'the world is chaotic like a chicken'."

For a moment, Wang Zijin felt that he couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to search for the poor ink in his stomach and try to talk nonsense with him.

It wasn't until there was no more light in the house and the old woman in the yard brought rice wine and delicacies that they finally changed the topic from chickens, pangu, egg whites and egg yolks.

Prince Jinjian finally had a chance to shut up, and hurriedly buried himself in hard work, eating and drinking, and didn't dare to say another word.

And Fei Xiao was even more greedy, if it wasn't for the presence of others, he wished he could eat the chicken with his hands.

The old man had probably never seen anyone eating chicken like this before. He widened his eyes again and said to the prince, "Mr. Hu, you brother is really hungry. You must have traveled a lot, right?"

Wang Zijin looked at Fei Hong, who was eating too much and lost his image, and then at the old man with a surprised face under the candlelight.

How can he open his mouth?Are you going to tell him Scarlet is a fox?And foxes always use their hands and feet to eat chicken, devouring it voraciously. Which fox have you ever seen would salute and say hello to people before eating?
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Fei Xiao ate up a pot of fragrant and oily chicken soup at the speed of wind and clouds. He politely wiped the corners of his mouth with his cuff, chatted politely, and returned to his handsome appearance in a blink of an eye.

"Are those two going to leave tomorrow? Why don't you stay for a few more days?" In the flickering candlelight, the old man enthusiastically persuaded them to stay.

"To tell the truth, old man, we still have important things to do, no matter what happens, we can't stay here any longer." Under the candlelight, the crimson silk exudes a strange beauty, and there seems to be a hidden scheming in the pair of phoenix eyes.

"It would be great if...you can really leave..." The old man sighed helplessly when he heard this, "My surname is Fang. I have lived here for more than [-] years. I only see people coming, but I have never seen anyone." to get out of this village."

"How do you say this?" Wang Zijin couldn't help being anxious, thinking of silk and bamboo singing and dancing and flowery kabuki.There are so many beauties in the world, and he only got a glimpse of them. How could he be trapped in this remote mountain village?
"To tell you the truth, this village has a terrible name," the old man said in a low voice, his face becoming more gloomy, "It's called 'Where to Go and Never Return'!"

"Uh..." Wang Zijin couldn't even drink wine, this is not a name, but a curse.

"There is no return? How can there be a way to go, and how can it be regarded as no return?" Fei Xiao smiled slightly, with wind in the corner of her eyes, frivolously playing with the wine glass in her hand with her long fingers.

The old man dipped his finger in the soup on the table and wrote the character "well" on the crude table.

"Well?" Fei Rong wondered, "What does this mean?"

"Haven't you guys seen the well?" The old man smiled wryly, with a sad expression on his face, "How did the water in the well flow? It can only be trapped in the deep underground for a lifetime, and there will never be relief."

"What does this have to do with the village?"

"Of course it's related..." He was so excited that even the wrinkles on his face trembled, adding a little bit of weirdness under the lamp, "For many years, people who came to this village couldn't get out at all. We tried various methods , As a result, someone either got lost and died in the deep mountains, or fell off a cliff. The villagers were like water in a well, trapped firmly in the valley, and could only wait to die obediently until the well water dried up and became A dry day."

Hearing this, Wang Zijin swallowed in fear. Although he was not afraid of death, he was most afraid of not seeing the spring scenery, red flowers and green willows in this world. If so, life would still be death.

"That's not necessarily the case, it depends on who is trapped in this well." Fei Xiao didn't take it seriously, and replied with a sneer.

"Hahaha..." Hearing this, the old man suddenly changed his calm attitude and laughed maniacally, "Let's wait and see if you can go out! I was so happy when you came, and finally came back again." Someone has stayed with us in this living coffin..."

The more he talked, the more ugly he became, and the laughter became more and more shrill.

Just as Wang Zijin was about to go up to stop them, he saw an old woman bent over and wearing coarse clothes in the dim light, waving at them by the door.

"Don't pay attention to him, I'll arrange for you to rest..." The old woman looked kindly, took an oil lamp, and led the two of them to a hut behind, "It's no wonder that he gets emotional when he talks about these things. He, when he was young, had a chance to make a fortune, but he was ruined like this..."

As she walked, she babbled on, the oil lamp in her hand wavered, and the darkened corridor became gloomy.

The moonlight is like water, the spring insects are contending, and the kapok is like fire, dotted with dense green forests.

And in the beautiful scenery of this beautiful day, amidst the endless fragrance, there seems to be a ray of sight, tightly wrapped around Wang Zijin's back, like silk and cotton, like a shadow.

He turned his head and looked behind him, only to see the shadows of the trees swaying and the moon shining brightly. Where is the half of a person?
"What's that?" He pointed to a depressing black shadow among the weeds in the backyard, "It looks very abrupt."

For some reason, as soon as he uttered these words, Fei Hong in front of her turned her head and gave him a wink, as if to imply him to shut up.

At the same time, the old woman who was leading the way seemed to have heard Wang Zijin's words, and with a shake of her hand, a few drops of oil from the oil lamp poured out.

The fire flickered twice, and finally returned to calm.

(End of this chapter)