Fu Zhu

When Hua Yang went to the appointment, he saw Lu Qingchuan admiring the moon from a distance.

The man was sitting on the railing, holding a wine jug with a big belly and a thin mouth in his hand. There was a pool of clear water beside the pavilion, and the moon shadow was in the center of the waves.

There were two or three plates of candied fruit on the stone table, the wine was still half-warm, and a few flying flowers fell into the plates.

When the wind blows, you can smell a warm fragrance.

Hearing footsteps, Lu Qingchuan turned his head and smiled at Huayang: "I thought you weren't coming."

Huayang walked on the stone road, as if stepping on the tip of a knife every step, and stopped after walking a few steps.

Lu Qingchuan laughed a few times when he saw it, and urged: "What's the matter, Daoist?"

Hua Yang stood there from a distance, holding a silk package tightly in his hand, with red eyes, he didn't look like he was on an appointment, but rather seeking revenge: "I'm here this time, I have something to ask you."

The smile on Lu Qingchuan's face remained undiminished, squinting his eyes and waiting for him to continue.

Hua Yang took a deep breath, trembling his hands, and unwrapped the silk cloth layer by layer until a corner of the wooden sign was exposed, before asking in a low voice, "Have you seen this?"

Lu Qingchuan smiled and said, "How can I guess if the priest doesn't uncover the cloth?"

Hua Yang stared at him blankly for a long time, as if he couldn't believe it, but also as if he expected it, even his lips trembled a little, he stretched out his hand and slowly uncovered the silk cloth, revealing a tablet, on which the name of the deceased was written; The spiritual seat of the concubine Lu Wang's child.

Lu Qingchuan's eyes changed, but he pretended to be very serious and nodded: "So it's my mother's tablet, where did you find it?"

Hua Yang laughed tremblingly: "It was dug out from the ancestral hall. It's been a long time since no one burnt incense and cleaned it, it's all dust."

Lu Qingchuan squinted his eyes slightly, and felt a little bit in his heart, but he replied gently, "It's time for you to do so."

Hua Yang looked at him, his slightly red eye sockets turned red, and he said dryly, "You're welcome, I'm willing to do whatever I do for Qingchuan."

Lu Qingchuan frowned when he heard this, and snorted, the taste of the fine wine in his hand had changed a little, he couldn't tell whether it was because of Hua Yang, or because of the lingering Lu Qingchuan—it seemed there was something wrong, but compared to This, the Taoist's attitude made him even more unhappy.

With trembling hands, Hua Yang stroked the tablet for a while, then carefully put it back into his arms.

"I listened to you, went to find out who died from the beginning of the year to March, and found this tablet. It turned out that the one who died was... Mrs. Lu."

Lu Qingchuan still felt a little hesitant in his heart, so he responded casually: "Not bad."

Hua Yang let out a miserable laugh; "So I guessed it all right, the female ghost is not Liu Niang, but Qing Chuan's mother, is that what you want to tell me?"

With a sullen face, Lu Qingchuan finally exhaled the inexplicably foul air just now: "You don't need to thank me."

Huayang's movements froze, but the expression of grief and indignation on his face only increased: "I just don't understand a few things, and I want to ask you, Qingchuan..." When he said the last three words, it seemed as if he had come from between his teeth. squeezed out.

Lu Qingchuan squinted his eyes at him, and only listened to Huayang's question word by word; "In Master Lu's dream, I saw Qingchuan holding this tablet with both hands. It's only been a few months. Why is the tablet collecting dust?"

Lu Qingchuan pondered for a moment, while thinking about how to resolve it, squeezed out a smile, and said in a warm voice: "Master, such a big change happened in Lu's residence, many things are on my shoulders, and I can't work for a moment from morning till night. In your spare time, you still want to question me?"

Hua Yang smiled lowly: "Then why didn't you recognize the mother's spirit seat, maybe you forgot too quickly?"

Lu Qingchuan's face was gloomy. He originally made an appointment in the pavilion to help this person continue his physical fitness. He had good intentions, but he was poured cold water on him. Is that all you want to ask?"

Hua Yang lowered his head and laughed a few times: "What else do you want me to ask, why did you extinguish my stick of incense? Why is Mr. Lu unconscious, Mrs. Lu and the fourth concubine are dead and buried?" Only you are safe and sound? Isn’t it already clear?”

Lu Qingchuan showed displeasure, flicked his sleeves, and stood up from the railing.

He didn't have a crown tonight, but only tied a hairband loosely behind his head. When the night wind blew, his long hair fluttered, and his eyes finally showed some impatience: "Master Taoist."

Hua Yang did not advance but retreated, his voice became louder and louder: "Why, why are you the only one safe and sound? Because the people of the Lu family and Qingchuan face each other day and night, are you afraid that they will find out?"

Lu Qingchuan said loudly: "Master Huayang!"

Hua Yang covered his eyes with his right hand, as if he thought it was funny, he gradually laughed loudly: "I actually think of you as Qingchuan..."

Lu Qingchuan was taken aback for a moment, he had always disdained to justify the unwarranted stigma, but this time, it suddenly became unbearable.As for being exposed, it is obviously only a matter of time, it was too late before, but for some reason, it has really come to this moment, but I am a little depressed...

Just as he was about to defend himself, he heard someone yelling in the air: "The Jade Emperor has an order to wipe out Kyushu Island! If anything goes wrong, tie down the five mountains!"

As soon as the words fell, six pillars of fire burst out of the ground, covering the entire pavilion in flames.

Hua Yang's eyes were red, and he gave Lu Qingchuan a loud pooh: "You monster!"

Lu Qingchuan froze there, and after a while, he followed his words and chewed silently again: "You said... I am a demon."

Sparks lingered in the pavilion, and eyes were filled with scarlet color. Beyond the blazing fire, a sword light as cold as water lay across the sky.

"Who told you that?" Lu Qingchuan squinted his eyes, the dark red flames reflected in his eyes: "Him?"

Hua Ziyuan rode the sword, put his hands behind his back, and looked at his feet coldly.

Lu Qingchuan stared at Huayang intently, and smiled softly: "Xiao Daoist, come here."

Hua Yang was stared at by his frightening eyes, but instead of being tame, he cursed hoarsely: "How long are you going to lie to me!"

Lu Qingchuan smiled a bit seriously: "I never lied to you about the Lu family murder case."

While speaking, the fire outside the hexagonal pavilion became more intense, and the entire garden became a Shura dojo.Trapped in the pavilion, Lu Qingchuan saw that Huayang didn't believe him at all, and his face was full of anger. He gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart for a moment, but he still pretended to be calm: "Huayang, you are afraid of me in your heart."

Hua Yang laughed back angrily: "I stand upright, unlike you who have ghosts in your heart, what am I afraid of!"

Lu Qingchuan snorted, standing in the flames soaring into the sky, with his sleeves rolled up, his brows were not only awe-inspiring and luxurious, but also had a compelling unruliness.

"If you're not afraid of me, you won't regard all the unreasonable murders as being done by me."

Hua Yang said in a trembling voice, "You still want to argue?" When he was in great grief, his blood surged up, and his speech became smoother: "That's right, Mrs. Lu made a move as soon as I mentioned Liu Niang, and with her reaction Judging from it, Madam may indeed have been killed by Liu Niang."

He said, staring at Lu Qingchuan: "However, you escaped from Baiyun Temple, in order to hide your whereabouts, you sucked up Qingchuan's three souls and seven souls, and took shape from your body, causing Master Lu to be unconscious, Liu Niang to die, and Aunt Jifang to disappear. Yuyun! How dare you say that these blood debts have nothing to do with you?"

Lu Qingchuan said softly: "First, when Aunt Gu died, who was I with and who was I giving medicine for?"

"It's because of..." Hua Yang gasped, and was stunned for a long time before stammering: "Who knows what sorcery you used!"

Lu Qingchuan sneered: "Secondly, have you ever fought with Mrs. Lu?"

Hua Yang gained confidence, and said loudly: "Naturally I fought! On the first day I came, I fought her to the death, and I even got a lottery on my body."

Lu Qingchuan asked again: "Wouldn't it be a bit of a price to make the Taoist priest see the red and hang the prize?"

"Naturally..." As soon as Hua Yang took the mouth, he was afraid of falling into the trap of his words just like before: "What exactly do you want to ask?"

Hua Ziyuan sneered in mid-air: "The devil heretics, it's useless to talk. Huayang, you still don't do it?"

Instead of being angry, Lu Qingchuan smiled. Six fire dragons were entangled on the copper pillars outside the pavilion, burning blood all over the sky: "Xiao Daoist, since Mrs. Lu is powerful, why is she there every time the murderer strikes, but can't save a single person? She Why don't you fight to the death with the murderer?"

These words fell into Hua Yang's ears, like thunder.Hua Yang was stunned for a while, before asking in a daze, "She has fought with me before, why didn't she fight to the death with the murderer?"

Lu Qingchuan looked at him and softened his tone: "Have you ever thought that the murderer is her close relative?"

Hua Yang's mind was blank for a while, and he couldn't think about it, so he read it again in a daze: "The murderer is her close relative, so she has repeatedly avoided the murderer..." He said, shaking his head violently: "No You just said, dear..."

Lu Qingchuan smiled: "I just said that the murderer is her close relative. For example, Master Lu, for example, Lu Qingchuan."

Hua Yang was so angry that he trembled all over, and it took him a long time to curse: "You are talking nonsense!"

Lu Qingchuan looked at him kindly: "I guess, you must be thinking, Qingchuan is dead, and Master Lu is another useless person."

What Hua Yang wanted to say was taken a step ahead of him, so he could only pant heavily.

Lu Qingchuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile; "That's not the case." As he said, he tapped his fingers on the railing, still enjoying the flourishing fireworks with a smile as if walking in a leisurely garden: "Yes, I am a demon. I was stripped A monster that has skinned and plucked out the inner alchemy.”

After hearing this, Huayang stood in a daze for a while.

Hua Ziyuan watched coldly in mid-air, seeing the fire suddenly suffocated, he immediately shouted: "Hua Yang, take a few steps back."

Lu Qingchuan smiled softly: "What are you avoiding. I am a tiger in Pingyang, without minions..."

The more he said that, the thinner the fire became.Six fire dragons were trapped in the surrounding area, and between the pillars of fire, there was a faint glimmer of life.

Hua Ziyuan snorted coldly, and pinched the magic formula with his hands: "Yu Qingshiqing, the true talisman tells the alliance! Five thunders and five thunders, we will meet Huang Ning soon!"

Flametongue came alive again in an instant.Following this order, the clouds were stained with blood, and lightning flashed looming, like a dragon sailing across the sea, possessing a deterrent force of contempt.

Lu Qingchuan squinted his eyes, looked at the sky full of thunder clouds, and said softly: "Which is right and which is wrong, Xiao Daoist, I want you to understand."

Before the words were finished, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit the grassy slope.The flowers on the mosque were like brocades, and were burned into dry soil by the thunder.

Hua Yang was in a daze, seeing the raging fire and the power of good fortune, his heart palpited again.

Before regaining consciousness, the second sky thunder roared down, the thunder generated wind, the wind generated fire, and the catastrophic fire was like a tide.Lu Qingchuan stood in the pavilion, his clothes flapping, like a Shura in flames.

Seeing the thunder strike, the man suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled a crimson demonic aura, which was blown by the wind and turned into a peony the size of a canopy. Countless vines grew from the flower, and the vines and leaves intertwined, forming a flower. A bigger flower bud slowly bloomed in the sea of ​​red lotus fire, just in time to catch the thunder.

Lei Huo was blocked by the evil spirit, like a silver bottle suddenly shattered, and shot in mid-air.In an instant, the clouds slanted and the sky tilted, sparks splashed in all directions, and they ignited when they landed.

Hua Ziyuan's sleeve robe rolled over, pointed down with his index finger, and shouted: "Break!" The peony that bloomed so strangely was beaten to pieces.

Hua Yang tremblingly said: "Brother Zi Yuan, there are still people in the mansion!"

The entire Lu Mansion was engulfed in flames, Hua Yang called out twice, Hua Ziyuan remained unmoved, and only said: "The number of life and death has its own cause and effect."

Hua Yang murmured, "I'll go and see Mr. Lu."

He was about to leave when he tripped over a budded branch.The branch was tightly wrapped around his ankle, Hua Yang pulled it a few times, but the branch did not move at all.

The corner of Lu Qingchuan's mouth was smiling, but the smile did not fall into his eyes: "Xiao Daoist, you can watch the show with peace of mind." He gently gathered his five fingers, and the flower branch wrapped around Huayang's feet a few more times.

Hua Ziyuan frowned slightly, jumped down from the long sword, stepped on the corner of the eaves, the long sword shone brightly, and turned into sword shadows.

Almost at the same time, the other three thunderbolts struck.

The servants and servants in the mansion were originally carrying water to fight the fire, but when the brilliant thunder fell, they were so frightened that they took their clothes and fled outside the mansion.For a while, the trees fell and the monkeys scattered, and all the carved railings and painted buildings were burned.

Seeing that the Yangxinzhai where Master Lu lived was engulfed by tongues of fire, the sky suddenly darkened, and the cold wind gusts were like steel knives scraping bones, and there was a desolate singing sound in the wind.

youth is old,

Red beans are not thrown;

yesterday is far away,

Today is slim.

Huayang seems to have fallen into a nightmare, half of which is a steaming fire scene, and half of which is a gloomy ghost town.The sound of fighting was separated by thousands of mountains and mountains, only the crying of a woman was heard approaching, and it was close in a moment.

When Hua Yang saw this bloody face again, he felt as if he had opened a spice shop in his heart.

When he got close, he realized that the female ghost was born five points like Lu Qingchuan, with restrained charm at the corners of her brows and eyes, and it was only when she looked closely that she could see the stream of light in the autumn water.

Hua Yang was in a trance for a while, as if he saw the dead Mr. Lu, and kept crying in his voice, "Qingchuan, I'm late."

The woman seemed to have never heard of it. Apart from the rotten smell that made people want to vomit, she also had a faint fragrance of powder.This scarlet shadow didn't stop stepping, and the blood-stained skirt slowly passed through Hua Yang's body.

Hua Yang shuddered, and suddenly screamed, many inexplicable past events flooded into his mind, causing tears to come out of his eyes.

Hua Ziyuan snorted, and was about to make a move when he saw Hua Yang suddenly calm down, slumped on the ground with dull eyes, and two lines of tears were still hanging on his face.

Far away, the female ghost has already entered Yangxinzhai.The two golden plaques in front of the door were so burnt that they couldn't see their true colors, and a dark doorway was exposed in the middle.The woman was weeping, was burned by the fire, and walked hurriedly.The Buddhist altar in the hall is facing the gate, and the seated statue of Guanyin is solemn and full of dazzling Buddha light.

She suddenly hesitated, her eyes gradually filled with blood and tears: "Master, Master."

Weeping, she walked past the Buddha, and every time she took a step, she changed her appearance. When she reached the bed, she hung the curtains on the left and right bed hooks. The old-fashioned appearance with a thin smear of makeup.

Master Lu was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed, sleeping very restlessly.It wasn't until the woman took his hand that she suddenly frowned.

The woman wept and said, "I can only help you a few times. In the past, you always came to Longshang to listen to my songs, and then you became husband and wife. For more than ten years, although you didn't say anything to each other, , may not be heartless.”

She gently tugged at the man's hand: "Master, let's go."

For some reason, Master Lu smiled a little in his sleep.With his eyes closed, he turned over and sat up slowly, fumbled to put on his boots, and followed the woman towards the door.

This couple, one with blood and tears on his face, the other with a smile on his face, they walked out of the fire scene holding hands.

Hua Yang was still pulling the flower branch that bound the feet until his hands were covered in blood. When he saw them coming out, he wanted to grin at first, but gradually he couldn't.

A huge Lu Mansion was collapsing one after another.The woman held Master Lu's hand. Ever since she was illuminated by the Buddha, her figure has faded away. She was about to disappear, and she was still muttering: "If you don't say anything, you may not be without affection in your heart. If that's the case, why bother. Master, You are alone in the future..."

The ghostly aura in the yard suddenly dissipated, leaving only eyes full of flames.

Master Lu's face was filled with the ecstasy of finding something lost. He closed his eyes, was dreaming, and smiled all over his face, completely unaware that the people around him had completely left.

Looking at his skinny figure, Hua Yang thought of the coldness in his dreams, and couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and he laughed bitterly: "Is this what you want me to concentrate on?"