Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 55
Who knows that it doesn't matter if you don't bend over, but when you lower your head, you can see the cold moonlight projected on the ground, reflecting a terrifying black shadow.

The shadow's hair was scattered, his short jacket was flying in the wind, and he was holding a hatchet, about to chop off his head.

He immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly turned his head to look.

Behind him was old man Fang, with blood-red eyes open and the corners of his mouth twisted, revealing a vicious smile.

Before Wang Zijin could react, the old man swung his arms and slashed at his head with the axe. He was so frightened that he couldn't even scream.

At this moment, there was a sudden blur in front of his eyes, and a white figure shot out behind him. One hand steadily passed over Wang Zijin's head, and grabbed the heavy axe.

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"People's hearts really can't bear the test..." Fei Xiaojun's face was frosty, and he seemed to be really angry, "It's a pity that I wanted to give you a chance, but I didn't expect that you insisted on killing us."

"That's right..." Old Man Fang shouted hoarsely, "Originally you didn't have to die, but who let you know the secret in the well..."

He wanted to pull back the axe, but found that the murder weapon seemed to be embedded in a crack in the stone, motionless.He looked at Fei Xiao in amazement, as if he didn't understand why this beautiful young man with a body that could not bear clothes had such great strength.

With a smile on her red lips, she looked down at him condescendingly, but when she let go of her hand suddenly, the old man staggered and fell to the ground.

"You, are you also possessed by a monster?" Old Man Fang backed away in horror, leaning his back on the edge of the well, looking at Fei Xiao and saying, "Just like her..."

"Who is she?" Feixiao frowned, and asked curiously, "Is it Liansheng?"

"That's right, it's Liansheng..." Old Man Fang said sadly, "She is my adopted daughter, and her biological father is my brother who is a businessman. If she is still alive, the whole village will not be happy."

"What's going on?" Wang Zijin hurriedly got up from the ground. The Liansheng he had seen was obviously a bright and beautiful girl, how could it be as scary as he said?
"That, that child, ever since her younger brother drowned in the mountain stream, she suddenly started talking like crazy..." Old Man Fang covered his face and cried bitterly, "She said that her younger brother didn't die, but became a god in the water, and said The younger brother was killed by the villagers, and one day that boy will come back to seek revenge on us..."

He gasped for a while, lowered his head and said, "On the night of the full moon, during a quarrel, I accidentally beat her to death. My wife and I were so frightened that we didn't dare to set up a grave for her, so we threw her into the well... "

Looking at this crying old man, Wang Zijin couldn't help but feel sad. In the final analysis, it is the demons in people's hearts that create the monsters in this world.

"Old man..." Wang Zijin felt sympathetic and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say it.

Old Man Fang cried even more miserably, "But, but... more terrible things are yet to come..."

"What happened afterwards?" Fei Xiao immediately took a step forward, seeming to be very interested in what he said.

"Later, my wife and I were immersed in regret every day, so we went to the well to find Liansheng's body, and planned to bury her in the mountain..." The old man's face was pale, as if recalling a terrible past, "but there was nothing in the well ...that corpse actually disappeared out of thin air!"

When he said this, there seemed to be a cool mountain wind blowing, making Wang Zijin shiver for no reason.

"That child has turned into a powerful monster, I know that, so she punished us, let all the children under our knees die violently, and made the whole village never get out of this living coffin again."

"No, Liansheng is not that kind of girl..." Wang Zijin thought of the girl in his dream with a gentle smile and thin eyes, and he refused to believe the old man's words no matter what.

"Why not? Don't be fooled by her. She is the best at making up lies to deceive people..." But before he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed his neck with his hands, his face was purple, and he seemed unable to breathe.

Wang Zijin was taken aback by the accident, and when he took a closer look, he found that there was a strand of long black hair wrapped around the old man's neck.

Still wet with the well water, he wriggled out of the half-open well mouth.

"Zi Jin, get out of the way quickly!" Seeing him, Fei Xiao pushed him aside, then waved his hand, a flash of red light flashed, and the lock of hair fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

The old man surnamed Fang loosened his neck and took a quick breath, using his hands and feet on the ground to run for his life.

Unexpectedly, more hair gushed out of the well, like flowing water, gushing out continuously, carrying the tide of well water and the coldness of death, wrapping around his body strand by strand.

The old man was still struggling and calling for help at first, but gradually his whole body was tightly entangled by his black hair.

Wang Zijin had never seen such a horrible thing before, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

At this moment, suddenly a figure staggered to the front of the well, knelt on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed like garlic, "A-Lian, please forgive your godfather, he is your godfather after all." Uncle, how can you bear to see him like this..."

The man was hunched over, with tears running down his face, he was very pitiful, it was the old woman who had guided the two of them to make porridge.

Seeing her crying miserably, Wang Zijin kowtowed to the well platform, and gently pulled Feixiao's arm, "What can I do, you should think of a way!"

Who would have thought that Fei Xiao didn't care about it, she squinted her eyes, and said with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "The right master has come out, so where is my turn to act?"

Wang Zijin suddenly felt that the surrounding air was a little colder, and hurriedly followed Fei Xiao's gaze.

Behind the deep well, under the kapok, stood a girl in blue shirt, just like in memory, smiling like a flower, with picturesque eyes, watching the farce unfolding in front of her.

In a pair of beautiful eyes, there was a vicious and vicious gaze.

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"Liansheng, please let go. What's the point of doing this?" The prince saw her and came out, and hurried to her to comfort her, "Death cannot bring you back to life. If you always stick to the past, When will I be able to escape?"

"Godmother, please, let your godfather go..." The old woman cried bitterly when she saw her appear, "We have indeed done something to be sorry for you, but it was an accidental mistake..."

"What accident? Do you dare to say that you have never coveted the property that your father left us? My younger brother was pushed into the mountain stream by your son. As long as we die, the money will naturally fall into your pockets." Liansheng said, the two Xing Qing's tears rolled down her jade-like cheeks, "Do you think I want to continue doing this? My younger brother has already become a monster, how can I leave him and go to super-elevation alone?"

"Ah Cheng, he really didn't do it on purpose. When your brother died, he was only seven years old. How could he kill someone..." The old woman cried, "And he slipped and fell off the cliff a few years ago, and now even the bones are found No, why are you still resentful?"

Unexpectedly, just as she said these words, Fei Xiao frowned and asked in surprise: "Brother, where did you come from?"

"He became a god in the water, and he hid under this well and in the water veins in the mountains..." Liansheng looked in from the mouth of the well, "From the day he died, I heard his daily Crying in my ear. Now it suffers day and night, how can I leave it and walk away?"

"Liansheng..." Feixiao looked at the obsessed girl with a stern expression, and said word by word, "Your brother didn't turn into a monster at all. He stayed in the well, and the one who turned into a monster was you who harbored resentment."

"No, it's impossible..." Liansheng shook his head desperately, unwilling to believe the cruel words no matter what, "He will still talk to me, stay with me forever, he even trapped the whole village alive for me .”

"Do you want me to prove it to you?" Fei Rou's red lips curled up slightly, and when she turned her palm over, a cluster of blue fox fire jumped out from her palm. Endless long hair.

The hair immediately burned violently, and the air was instantly filled with an unpleasant stench.

And in the scorched hair, there was a woman's helpless cry, and the cry scattered into the boundless night with the green smoke.

"Did you hear that? If the water demons were really transformed by your younger brother, why would there be a woman's cry when they disappeared?"

Liansheng understood everything, his knees were weak, he sat down slowly on the ground, and muttered: "How could I be so stupid? I ended my life because of this, and I kept guarding in the well for 20 years... "

"Liansheng..." Wang Zijin hurriedly helped her up, "Don't think about it, when we punish others, we often hurt ourselves, and now the person you hate has paid a huge price, why should you be obsessed with The past has ruined your own future?"

Liansheng covered his face with his slender hands, and wept bitterly.

Everything from the past flooded into her mind like a tide.When her father passed away, it was her uncle and aunt who took in their siblings and took care of them meticulously.

The time at that time was dyed with happiness, and in the small mountain village, the cheerful laughter of their children was left everywhere.

but why?Because of greed and selfishness, they gradually turned into ferocious evil spirits.

Maybe I turned into a monster from the day I saw my younger brother pushed to the mountain stream, and lived with resentment from then on, which led to the tragedy of life.

"Prince..." Liansheng wiped away the tears on his face, and said to the prince, "I figured it out, my brother is so young, he never knew what hatred is, since he has gone, I am here in this desolate well There is no nostalgia."

"Well, I know..." Wang Zijin held her hand tightly, nodded with sobs, knowing that she had made up her mind to go.

"Liansheng only hopes that Prince Wang can fish out my bones from the well and let me be with this green mountain, watching the seasons change and the flowers bloom and fall."

"Okay, I promise you." Wang Zijin nodded quickly.

"Then you have to be gentle at that time, I'm afraid of pain..." Liansheng said, leaning into Wang Zijin's arms coquettishly, "Young master, please recite a poem for me. Listen again..."

Wang Zijin thought that a delicate girl like her would also be afraid of pain and act like a baby, what did she do wrong?Why was God so unfair that not only made her lose her life, but also made her endure 20 years of torment in this deep cold water?

Unable to feel depressed, he held Liansheng's cold hand tightly, choked up and began to chant: "The wind shakes the dry bamboo and makes no sound... The rain beats the decaying lotus. Where is the leaky boat that can carry wine? Where is the pipa that can't bear it?" listen……"

As he was chanting, he suddenly felt that his hands were empty and his shoulders were light, as if a girl had quietly escaped into the breeze, never to return.

Under the cold moonlight, in the silent mountain wind, only his mournful voice echoed softly in the silent valley.

"Zhengnai, wind and rain, autumn and summer...Only Jiang Tian Wanliming..."

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The next day, Fei Xiao asked a few villagers to help salvage the bones in the well, but Wang Zijin, uncharacteristically, volunteered to go down the well himself.

So the villagers tied his waist with a rope, and slowly hung him down from the mouth of the well.The well water was cold and desolate, and it hit his chest immediately, making it difficult to breathe.

He groped back and forth in the well under the dim light of the sun, but found nothing, only slippery moss, and where were the bones?
Just when he was extremely anxious, he saw Fei Xiao sticking her head out of the well and shouting at him: "Zi Jin, you can't find it that way, you have to think about it carefully, think about her smile, think about her kindness."

Wang Zijin's eyes were red again, and he stood in the cold water drenched.

Thinking of the beautiful dreams of the past, also in this well, Liansheng smiled like a flower, took his hand, and easily drove away the fear lingering in his heart.

But things are different and people are different, but overnight, the beautiful woman's soul has passed away, but only herself is left, standing alone in this deep and cold water.

"Liansheng, Liansheng..." Wang Zijin recited unconsciously while recalling, "In this well, I promised to take you to see the lotus, but I didn't expect that in the end I broke my promise..."

He had just finished speaking when he suddenly felt cold in his hands, as if something underwater was gently holding his palm.

It was vaguely a woman's phalanx, with no flesh, but she was holding his hand carefully, as if afraid of disturbing him.

"Liansheng..." Wang Zijin stretched out another hand, bent down to lift a skeleton from the depths of the well, gently held it in his arms, and said with a sob, "I have found you, but I have found you." is you……"

The skin and flesh on the bones were rotten, but there was no smell of corruption or terror.

It leaned against Wang Zijin's body, as if it was relieved, relaxed and happy. It was dressed in a water-blue dress, slowly rippling in the well water.

A beautiful lotus blooms.

A few days later, Wang Zijin and Fei Xiao went on the road again, only this time, they were accompanied by villagers who had been trapped in the village for 20 years.

A group of people walked towards the official road, and they treated Fei Xiao like a guest. Along the way, people kept giving him various chickens to eat, and even a few young and strong boys carried him down the mountain with sliding poles.

"Oh, Zijin, you are such a spoiler..." Feixiao lay on the sliding pole and gnawed on the chicken leg, looking impatiently at the walking Wang Zijin, "Walk well, why are you raising ashes? How do you want me to eat chicken?"

But Wang Zijin turned a blind eye to it, and as he walked, he sprinkled the ashes from the clay jar into the colorful spring flowers and among the green grass, for fear of accidentally missing any beautiful scenery.

"Liansheng, Liansheng..." Wang Zijin looked at the sky and said silently, "My prince is not talented, although I can't keep my promise to take you to see the lotus, but I want you to be with this beautiful scenery year after year. Now, I want you Chunrong, Xiahua, Qiushi, Dongxue, all of you to be upright and upright in the world of mortals, without missing a single one."

"Oh, Zijin, it's all for you to spread the ashes, why do you want to show off your literary talent?" Feixiao on the sliding pole waved her hands lazily at him, as if she couldn't bear his sourness.

"By the way, Feihong!" After walking down the mountain, Wang Zijin suddenly looked at Feixiao's handsome face, "If everyone has a well in their hearts, what secrets are hidden in your well?"

Fei Xiao squinted her eyes, and said with a smile: "Zi Jin, tell yourself first, all secrets need to be exchanged."

"Me?" Wang Zijin scratched his head in embarrassment, "Probably every beautiful woman, every time I look back, every look that seems to be resentful..."

After finishing speaking, he eagerly said to Feihong: "It's your turn, hurry up."

"Hehehe..." Feixiao's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she lay lazily on the sliding pole like a fox, "If you have the spring in your heart, then I will be Tao Ran and Wangji."

"What? What is Tao Rangong Wangji? How can it be a secret?"

"Of course." Feixiao said, stretching out a long white finger, pointing at the endless mountains and endless setting sun, "Haven't you heard that I am drunk and happy again, Tao Ran forgets the opportunity together. You Dao Yes, it's better to go home."

Hearing this, Wang Zijin looked at the beautiful scenery at the foot of the mountain, and suddenly felt endless satisfaction in his heart. He strode forward happily along the dusty and noisy path.

It seems that all the world of mortals, long-standing grievances and grievances will be thrown into this secluded valley.

There is a saying, it is better to go back!

(End of this chapter)