On the Correct Posture of Probation of the Villain

In the 23rd year of Qing'an, the night before the day Xu Guo died, at the northwest junction of Xu Wang's capital, looking east into the mountain——

Qi Siyuan held his fortune-telling banner in his hand. The vegetation in Dongwang Mountain was growing gratifyingly, and he had to use his fortune-telling banner to separate the hanging rattan branches from time to time.

Chu Heng followed Qi Siyuan, and they got off the flying boat and entered Dongwang Mountain. In the middle of the night, there were no lights in Dongwang Mountain and it was dark. Their walking was also very uncomfortable.

Wei Zhengze is also fed up with the situation where he can't see his fingers. The Sanqing sect pays attention to entering the world, and once entering the world, they are like ordinary people. They are least advocated to use magic when they are in the world.

But after all, the three of them didn't really come down the mountain to practice. Wei Zhengze waved his whisk before hesitating for a moment, and the tree trunks tens of meters in front of the three of them were slightly fluorescent.

The three of them took advantage of this fluorescent light to move forward, the fluorescent light dissipated where they passed, and then the front continued to light up, always keeping the front light.

"The light of the firefly, although weak, is better than enough. It's just 'just now'."

Qi Siyuan sighed, and then saw him stop suddenly, and Chu Heng and Wei Zheng went to see him.

The guy put his finger on his lips and let out a "hush". Chu Heng and Wei Zheng didn't know why but they both held their breath. After a while, the two of them also heard sounds other than the sound of insects and wind.

The thin and weak voice, like a thread, floated into the ears of the three of them along the night wind. After careful identification, Chu Heng said, "It's the voice of a woman singing."

Wei Zhengze raised his hand and waved his whisk, and stepped forward to open the way first, but Qi Siyuan didn't move, he untied the wine gourd and took a sip, smacking his lips as if recalling the taste of the wine, Chu Heng couldn't stand him, so he hurriedly followed Uncle Wei.

They walked for less than a moment, the bonfire ahead was bright, the three of them approached, and the voice of the woman singing became clearer.

Chu Heng saw a woman in a pink shirt with red hairpins leaning on a man in a soap suit.

She was holding the pipa and her voice was slightly hoarse. Chu Heng walked up to the woman, and he could see the woman's face clearly under the firelight. Hanging slightly.

She seemed to see Chu Heng approaching. The seventh stanza of "Sad Jiangnan" in "Peach Blossom Fan" just sang the beginning "Qinhuai Waterside Pavilion blooms early, who knows it will be easy to freeze", and the ending of a disappearing syllable is about to fall After falling, the woman turned to look at Chu Heng.

She softly said: "It's cool in the mountains at night, why does this young master also enter this barren mountain?"

Chu Heng wiped the tip of his nose calmly, and he smelled a thick stench, as if soaked in blood for many years.

Wei Zhengze was already sitting by the bonfire at this time, he put his elbow on Fuchen and closed his eyes, the old Taoist was actually in samadhi.

Qi Siyuan stepped forward, poked out a face from behind Chu Heng, looked at the woman from top to bottom, and said with a serious smile while looking at her face: "The three of us, grandparents and grandchildren, are foreigners. We are going to King Xu's capital." To find someone who is old, I have to pass Dongwang Mountain, but I didn’t expect that I made a mistake and can only stay in this barren mountain tonight.”

Then he changed the subject, with a hint of sneer: "I don't know what a beautiful girl like a flower is doing in Dongwang Mountain late at night? Singing for most of the night must be very interesting."

The girl in pink seemed to be a little frightened by Qi Siyuan's stare like a disciple. She shrank back and leaned against the arms of the man in soap. Xiang Qi Siyuan said in a stiff voice: "My wife is afraid of strangers, please don't make fun of me, my lord."

But Chu Heng stared at the woman's shoulder. The woman's pink shirt was light and not well-dressed, with a little tattoo on her shoulder. Chu Heng said plainly, "The daughter of Jiaofang is your wife. How dare you ask?" Have you redeemed yourself and gone to slavery?"

What Chu Heng said was quite sarcastic, and the man's expression froze immediately, but Qi Siyuan apologized at this moment: "The boy is not sensible, Madam, don't take it to heart, it's just—"

After a pause, Qi Siyuan looked innocent and puzzled, "I'm also very curious. The tattoo on Ma'am's shoulder is still there, and it seems that she hasn't gone to slavery yet. It can be seen that the two of you must have a story. I don't know if you mind the silence of the night." ...Speak a few words to us, a stranger who met by chance?"

Chu Heng stood beside him with his hands on the hilt of his sword, really impatient with Qi Siyuan's gesture of wanting to chat.

Qi Siyuan's hand on his shoulder pressed lightly, and Chu Heng's half body sank immediately, and his sword that was about to strike sank back again.

"My stage name is Qin Xiaoshuang."

The woman didn't seem to notice Chu Heng and Qi Siyuan's small movements, she raised her face, first raised her hands to brush her temples, then got up holding the pipa, and leaned back slightly towards Qi Siyuan and Chu Heng, looking very shy.

She "pretentiously" made some movements, sat down again, and plucked the strings on the pipa with her bare hands.

There was a "click" in the campfire, and two pieces of dead branches broke.

"I was originally the daughter of a criminal official in King Xu's capital. I was young and had a young family, so I became a prostitute in the Jiaofang. Even if I have money, I can't redeem a Jiaofang girl like me. In this life... "

Qin Xiaoshuang raised his eyes, Qi Siyuan was already sitting on the ground, this guy opened the wine gourd again, Qin Xiaoshuang said faint resentment, but Qi Siyuan listened to it as a dish, just drank the wine in his gourd, smacking his lips to look like a dish not bad.

Qin Xiaoshuang didn't care, lowered his head, twirled the string again, and said with a light smile, "I can see the head at a glance in this lifetime."

Chu Heng said: "But you are sitting here now, but later you met someone with authority and were redeemed from the teaching workshop?"

Qin Xiaoshuang leaned in the arms of the man beside him, and said with some joy and thoughts of memories: "I didn't meet someone with authority, but I met a scholar who went to study in the capital that year. He said that his home is in Dongwang In a small village at the foot of the mountain, if you take me back to marry me as a wife, you won't be found out by the government."

Chu Heng replied not too interested: "So you eloped with him?"

Qin Xiaoshuang didn't seem to care about his contemptuous tone. He twirled the strings in a loose manner himself, and said softly to the music: "With my status, I can't say elope. This should be called 'sneaking away', and I walked away." Sometimes I took away a lot of treasures, and I can still be a 'thief', but who wants to stay in the workshop for the rest of their lives? Other prostitutes can still meet rich people and be redeemed to be concubines, but I can only die there for the rest of my life. You said, at this time someone said that he was willing to hide me and marry me as his wife and bear children for him, why didn't I run away?"

Qin Xiaoshuang started to laugh when she said this, twirling her fingertips slowly, and the sound of the pipa was everywhere, she opened her mouth and sang softly like water: "I have no branches to rely on, but I have a deep friendship with you. I will give this life to you. old dream—”

Before the word "dream" came out, Chu Heng took a step towards Qi Siyuan, raised his foot and landed again, Qi Siyuan jumped up suddenly, a withered hand was about to grab the hem of his clothes just now, it was Chu Heng who kicked again. stepped on.

Qi Siyuan went to see Qin Xiaoshuang, Qin Xiaoshuang was leaning in the arms of the man beside him, and was still babbling and singing, Qi Siyuan made a gesture and covered his cheeks, this girl made his teeth hurt!

Chu Heng looked at Wei Zhengze. Wei Zhengze was sitting by the bonfire. The original orange flame had turned into a green will-o’-the-wisp, but Wei Zhengze remained motionless. Countless withered hands emerged from the ground and coiled upwards along Wei Zhengze’s body. Climbing, within a few moments, Wei Zheng was already submerged in Ku's hands.

The author has something to say: A small copy of Chu Heng_(:зゝ∠)_