The bright moon sits on the ground

After that night, Xu Lang stayed in Xiayan City for a long time.

He saw the eyes of the gentle woman who were red and swollen from crying, and heard the endless sighs from the throat of the man who had always been taciturn.For a long time, they would inadvertently mention Xie Mu's name,? For example,? It's cold, and they need to add more clothes for him. For example, there was a heavy rain last night,? There was violent thunder,? I don't know if he woke up from the dream...

After that,? They would fall into silence in a tacit understanding, one with slightly red eyes, and the other couldn't help but sigh.

The accident at Lingyan Lake ruined the lives of many people, and Xie Mu was just one of them.

The second head of the Tan family sent silver taels, and asked them to accept them. Although the couple accepted it, Xu Lang could tell that whenever they wanted to use the silver to buy something, they would look on their faces. They all showed that almost mournful expression, as if what was rattling in their hands was not silver, but the flesh and blood that they had gouged out bit by bit from their own flesh and blood with the knife edge.

It seems that not only Xie Mu's life was ruined, but their souls were also gone, leaving only an empty shell.

Xu Lang also saw Xie Mu's struggle, his grief, his resentment, and, in the end, his almost numb indifference.

He has always been more cruel to himself, he didn't dare to let Xie's mother and Xie's father see his corpse, so he found a place and hid his body, fearing that someone would smell the corpse's stench, I had to scrape away the flesh and blood, leaving a small skeleton.

At the beginning, Xie Mu always fell in love with the scene. When he was wandering in the street, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a mother and child. The child was acting coquettishly and begged his mother to buy him a puppet. Down——Seeing this scene, Xie Mu's tears fell down. He knew that others could not see him, but he still shrank into a dark and damp corner to wipe his tears, his shoulders trembling. , but there was no sound from his lips and teeth, as if he had lost his voice.

Later, even if he saw such a scene again, Xie Mu just watched, with an indifferent expression, without any reaction.

Xu Lang had never seen any god reincarnated and died in front of him before. Only now did he know that when a person's obsession reaches this point, even if only the soul is left, he has no time to take care of those in the Heavenly Palace. Memory, with the passage of time, these souls will also forget everything in life, dazed, numb, only know to devour the living souls of living people.

The four-sided open sky mirror always glowed with a faint light, hanging in front of Xie Mu's chest, like a lamp illuminating the long night.

As for Xu Lang, he never appeared in front of Xie Mu again as "Ji Daoist".

He knew that Xie Mu's obsession lay in the numerous corpses buried at the bottom of the lake, and he also knew that there was no room for change in the hatred between the Tan family and the resentful soul. People died like lamps went out, and the living tried to make up for the dead. It's just a ridiculous thing.

Time passed, the sun and the moon turned upside down, and I don't know how many springs and autumns, winters and summers, Lingyan Lake was completed, and the clear lake water was full of stars.Whether it is the people in the city or people from other places, when they pass here, they will come to play, leaning on the gently shaking ship with their legs crossed, ferrying on poles, and humming in the wind blowing. Ballads from all sides.

The Guilian boat was also built by the cynical head of the Qin family, and it stayed in the middle of the smoky lake for a long time.

Xu Lang had something to do for him, and Lord Po Jun Xing also had something to do for him. For several years, they didn't even meet each other.However, Xu Lang also slowly realized that time is really meaningless to a god.

Qi Qianyuan became the target of public criticism. In addition, Wenqu and Jumen are about to return to their thrones, and Pojun Xingjun is also busy. He doesn't care about Xu Lang, so he didn't have time to ask him the original sentence "Xuanpu Xianjun is it true?" fall", shelved for the time being.

The only thing that made Po Jun entangled for a long time was that after Wu Qu Xingjun fell into the world, he would choose to live in a place of fireworks like a brothel. After he knew it, it took him a lot of time to resist the idea of ​​taking her with him. Thoughts of leaving.

The sound of cicadas gradually became louder, making the breeze warmer. In this way, Xiayan City has entered summer.

Xu Lang turned into an old and short old man. He found a worn-out dress and wrapped it loosely around his body. With a piece of weed picked up by the roadside in his mouth, he hummed a strange tune and carried his strange clothes on his back. Bamboo baskets for things, walking around, talking nonsense, and looking a bit like the kind of quack priests who go around bluffing and deceiving.

He heard that there was a saying among Taoist priests that "feed Gu with one's body and step into the road to the underworld".

Not everyone in this world can have talent, Xu Lang knows this best, so when he heard this sentence, he quickly understood those Taoist priests who put themselves in a dangerous situation by feeding Gu on their bodies , what exactly is it for.In the state of half-life and half-death, it is indeed possible to see many things that ordinary people cannot see, and to do many things that ordinary people cannot do.

Xu Lang may still have a little bit of arrogance, and he doesn't want to ask for help for everything. Po Jun Xingjun is already too busy on the other side, and it's not easy for him to ask, so Xu Lang doesn't use the astrolabe. , but trying to calculate the vast destiny by himself.

The Tan family in Xiayan City is a family of Gu masters, and it is not new for merchants in the city to borrow these Gu insects to resell.

Xu Lang easily got the Gu worm he wanted, and hid in a narrow room. The flickering candle flame reflected on half of his face, as if it was burning. After a flash, the dagger lay quietly in his hand.

He pulled out the dagger, the cold light rippled and tore through the dim candlelight, bringing bursts of chill.

Xu Lang closed his eyes, let go of his clothes, groped for the soft flesh on the back of his neck with his fingers, and pressed the tip of the dagger against his neck. At first, he felt a cold and hard touch, and then a burst of pain came. It gushed out from the wound and slid into his clothes, bringing scalding heat, before he could wipe it off, he put down the dagger, took out the Gu worm, and put it on the wound.

The Gu worm smelled the smell of blood, and immediately struggled up. Without Xu Lang doing anything else, it wriggled and got into the bloody wound. The whole world is in a state of chaos.

Gu worms are not a panacea, there are advantages and disadvantages, and the effect of this worm is huge, and the toxicity also comes with it. The businessman who sold him the worm was probably afraid that he would pursue it later, so he reminded him to He made up his mind to use this Gu worm, so as not to lose his life, the gain outweighed the loss, Xu Lang listened, but just smiled and said, it doesn't matter, I won't die.

After the businessman heard this, he showed a strange expression, probably thinking that the person in front of him was a lunatic, so he stopped mentioning it to him.

Xu Lang wiped the blood with a wet towel, bandaged the wound hastily, pulled out the bench, sat back in front of the table, took out the map of Vientiane, and slowly spread it out. The lines of the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas are hidden in the raised stars, glowing with a light golden color, like stars scattered unintentionally, with a soft and cold light.

Pressing his fingers on the map, he wandered along the star position, meditating those blunt and incomprehensible formulas, the golden light of the map became brighter and brighter, the candlelight was blown crookedly by the strange wind, and even the shadows on the wall seemed to be alive. It moved like an object, tentatively, and approached the light source, until the cluster of small flames extinguished, and darkness swept the entire room logically.

In the small and dark room, there was only a little light left on the map. Xu Lang lowered his eyes, with a gloomy expression, staring at the trembling map under his hand, as if he heard the elusive law asking him—" Who are you?"

Xu Lang couldn't answer.

The map cracked several long and narrow traces, and the lines on it gradually dissipated, leaving only the golden light, tossing and moving under his fingertips, pulling out a zigzag line, and finally landed in a certain position, Xu Lang only Before I had time to take a look at it, the map was completely shattered. All the lines and lights disappeared completely in an instant. In the room, only endless silence remained.

Xu Lang's vision was blurred for a while, and after a while, he realized that the red marks on the desk were blood.

But he smiled suddenly, and wiped the blood on his cheek with the palm of his hand. The fresh blood slipped down between his fingers, and wet the whole old clothes. In a short while, the dark gray turned black, sticking wetly to his face. There is a sticky discomfort on the body.

Before this, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get any results. Xu Lang thought, if others saw a scene like this, they would probably think that he was a delirious lunatic. I'm afraid only he knew it, and he couldn't be more sober.

It's just a waste of the map of Vientiane, he put his hand on his cheek, thinking slowly, next time he will try with some stones.

After the bleeding stopped, Xu Lang didn't bother to light the lamp. He was used to the darkness, and he was never afraid of its coming, because even if he was in the dark, it was like he was in the light, and he could see everything clearly.First he cleaned roughly, wiped off the blood, tidied up the broken map, changed his clothes, and saw that it was almost dawn, and quietly left the inn.

Xu Lang used his memory to find the location pointed out by the map. This is a crowded alley, smelly, flies are flying around, it is hard to tell which is the living person and which is the dead person. Perhaps here, the living and the dead The dead are no different.

After all, even dogs would not approach this smelly alley, let alone people, and would only deliberately avoid it.

He carefully walked around those sleeping people, stepped on them occasionally, they would barely raise their eyelids, give him a glance, then skillfully stretched out their hands to drive away the annoying flies, yawned a few times, and fell asleep drowsily up.

Xu Lang looked over one by one, and spent a lot of effort until the sky gradually brightened before he finally found the person he was looking for.

There was a dirty boy huddled in the corner. He was very young, only three or four years old. At the time when even his bones were soft, Xu Lang avoided the people next to him and squatted down in front of the child. The cuffs were rolled up to the crook of his arms, he stretched out his hand, and gently touched his cheek. The child slowly woke up, opened those black and white eyes, and looked at the person in front of him blankly.

The old man in front of him had a face full of grooves and deep eye sockets, and he couldn't see the emotions in his eyes.

Seeing him looking over, the old man took off his not-so-clean coat and put it on him. The child could smell the faint fragrance, which was probably saponin. He watched the old man's every move. With a move, he followed his retracted arm to look at his face. The sunlight pierced through the clouds and shimmered down, so that he could clearly see the expression on the old man's face.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince," the old man lowered his voice, and said in a very light bite, "I'm here to fulfill the original agreement."

As if remembering something again, his expression darkened for a moment, his lips trembled, and he forced out another sentence.

"I'll fulfill Bai Xuan's original promise with you."