sun and moon return

The weather was good for several days after the year, and Qian Er's father's condition stabilized, so he started to go to Qitan Village.

At the end of the first lunar month, Qian Er prepared his chariot and horses and planned to set off.

It happened that Feidao also came back, and everyone gathered together, Qian Er took out the withered jasmine, put it into the water, and saw the jasmine entered the water, suddenly like a spring breeze, the petals came back to life and slowly bloomed.

The light blue petals were stretching wantonly, and the light jasmine fragrance filled the room. After a while, Zhe Li felt the fluctuation of spiritual power outside the house. Hearing the laughter, the woman had already left the courtyard.

Feidao looked outside the door, and saw a bright spring rushing towards his face. The woman's eyes were full of spring, but also a bit of laziness. She was wearing a snow-white cloak embroidered with red plums, which made her face radiant.

Wan Xiang's eyes quickly locked on Feidao, there was still a little bit of danger in the spring, and dangerous people were more aware of dangerous things. Her eyes flickered, and she had already looked at Feidao, but she still couldn't stop looking, the more she looked , the more intense the smile is, it's like mellow spirits.

"It seems that Mr. Qian has found a good helper again." The woman covered her face and smiled, and stood in front of Feidao, "I'm Xia Wanxiang, please give me your honorific title."

Without waiting for Feidao's response, she asked again: "Where do I live? Is there a marriage? If I am not married, what does the young master think of me?"

The blunt question caused untimely coughing, Wan Xiang seemed to have never heard of it, and her beautiful eyes were still falling on the evil side, full of undisguised interest.

Still the kind of interest between men and women.

Feidao naturally looked back at her coolly: "I am Xiao."

Similarly, evenly matched opponents have carefully scrutinized each other.This flamboyant and ostentatious thing in front of her, who doesn't know whether it's a human or a demon, can see through her true colors.

This is an unquestionable inference.

There was a sigh of regret coming from the room, as if expressing regret that there is such a man in the world who is so incomprehensible.

"So, when are you leaving?"

Finally back to the topic, the questioner naturally took the main seat, leaned back on the chair unceremoniously, and asked the question lazily.

"Today, I will invite some of you to stay in the mansion. The carriage is ready, and we will set off tomorrow morning." Qian Er said.

Soon after dawn the next day, the group was ready to go.

Before getting on the carriage, Zheli watched the servants of Qian's mansion supporting a hunched man whose face was wrapped in a blanket. It seems very thin.

After Qian Er finished explaining the matters to the butler at the door, he hurried to the carriage, arranged for his father, and got into the carriage.

The Daoists and the others shared the same ride, Wan Xiang drove alone, Qian Er and the doctor from Qian's mansion followed, and a carriage with food and groceries followed at the end. In this way, the group set off in a mighty way.

The mountain road is not easy to walk, originally planned to set off after the beginning of spring, but obviously the delay has been too long, Master Qian's health is deteriorating, to the point where medicine and stones are ignored.

The carriage swayed, and Zheli lifted the curtain to look out the window, it had been quite a while.

"I asked Baishan to investigate about Qitan Village."

The non-dao words successfully attracted Zheli's attention, and he turned around: "What can we find out?"

"Luozan hasn't dealt with Qitan Village's affairs in recent years. It may be related to their interests. Now that the interest relationship is over, they don't want to breed tigers, so they want to borrow the hands of Qian's family to get rid of it."

Zheli was greatly surprised by what he said, what kind of benefits would make Luoyan give up the jurisdiction of a place?

"In addition, there is no news about the disciple Luo Zan transporting the corpse that you and I mentioned earlier."

Indeed, after the Fire Rat, Luo Zan stopped transporting and became more cautious.

After a few words, he fell into a long silence.

When the sun was setting on the western mountain, the people walked to a valley not far from Qitan Village.It was obviously not a good plan to enter the village at night, so everyone decided to stay here overnight.

Zheli jumped off the carriage, and saw the mountains in the distance, the afterglow like clouds, and the western sky with layers of various colors.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the servants of Qian's mansion quickly surrounded several fires and started cooking.

Somebody picked up a few big fish from the ditch ahead, and the aroma of grilled fish wafted away in no time.

Zheli just lay on the roof of the carriage and looked at the starry sky, but what he thought about in his heart was always right and wrong.

The carriage jolted, Feidao landed beside Zheli, he lowered his head, Zheli raised his head, seeing him, he sat up restrainedly.

Feidao frowned: "Are you uncomfortable seeing me?"

Zheli shook his head suddenly, he wanted to explain, but he couldn't say a word, he didn't know what to say, after a long while, he gave up in despondency.

Feidao naturally didn't understand the source of Zheli's entanglement, he just felt as if he was back to the days before Zheli went down the mountain, every time he took a step towards Zheli, he took a step back, the sudden restraint and pettiness made him uneasy.

"If I do something that makes you unhappy, you might as well tell me." Feidao's voice was extremely soft, "If something is wrong, I will also change it."

Zheli was a little moved, but he actually wanted to tell Feidao that it wasn't that he did something wrong, nor that he made him unhappy, but that it was his dirty thoughts that failed his sincerity and magnanimity, which made him timid, Suspicious, sensitive, irritable.

He was even more afraid that if such thoughts were broken, how would he think of himself...

Seeing that he was still silent, Feidao stopped talking and fell to the ground.

The night was getting darker, and after the people in the Qian Mansion had eaten and drank enough, the surroundings became quiet again.

Zheli lay on the carriage and sat up suddenly.

Feidao and Wanxiang also noticed something was wrong and got off the carriage.

As the stars moved in the sky, Qian's horse was frightened and neighed in place, which attracted the attention of the servants.

Seeing that the three of Feidao were very vigilant, everyone understood that there were still some after-dinner projects tonight, and everyone gathered in the middle to protect Master Qian's carriage, and Qian Er ran up to Feidao: "Mr. Xiao, what's the situation? "

Zheli fell to the ground, looking at the red liquid gradually oozing from the ground.

"Blood, it's blood!" Someone shouted, and the crowd was in a commotion.

Qian Er lowered his head in a panic, and saw blood oozing from the soil under his feet, which made him pale with fright: "Don't be confused, don't be afraid, protect the carriage."

The wailing of the servants of Qian's mansion suddenly came from all around, Qian Er was frightened half to death, all the voices stopped abruptly, and amidst the scarlet, this originally beautiful valley has turned into a dead place.

All the fires on the ground were extinguished, and Qian Er followed Zheli: "What's going on..."

In the dead silence, a pale pink magic circle was formed around the place where the carriage stopped, and flower petals faintly fell on the foreheads of the servants of Qian's mansion, and they fell to the ground one after another, being protected in the magic circle.In an instant, there were only four of them standing in the middle of this dead place.

Zheli glanced at Wanxiang, who stared at the ground with a smile, not knowing what to think.

Feidao stood on the other side, with some consideration in his expression.

Not long after, the night sky was changing again. The sky was a little bit brighter, but it was also a little dark. It was not as bright as the morning sun, and with the addition of fog, it was even more hazy and unreal.

In this twilight, will-o'-the-wisps suddenly surged in all directions. After Qian Er rubbed his eyes and looked again, three steps away were full of "humans" holding torches and gray complexions, looking straight at the four of them.

Qian Er immediately collapsed on the ground, his eyes rolled up, Fei Dao knelt down and pinched him, watched him wake up gradually, then covered his mouth, motioning him to be quiet and not to speak.

Zhe Li lowered his head, and saw a rather big pit in front of his feet, it seemed that he had just dug it and was about to bury someone.

The four of them saw the people in front of them carrying a dying girl of eighteen or nineteen and throwing them into the pit.The girl cried for help, but no one paid any attention.

A fistful of loess was sprinkled on the woman, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of the woman's eyes. She raised her hand weakly, but was buried by the new soil until her outstretched hand stopped grabbing.

There was no expression on the faces of the people who buried the people. They filled the hole and disappeared in front of the eyes of the four people in an instant.

Qian Er looked at the open space in front of him tremblingly, the traces of the new soil gradually disappeared, and the appearance of flat land in front of him returned.At this moment, a distraught young man hurried over from a distance.

His face was pale, without the slightest trace of blood, and when he got in front of the four of them, he fell to the ground, staring blankly at the flat ground where the girl was just buried, with anger and hatred, despair and madness.

He squatted on the ground and dug the ground with his ten fingers until the blood flowed from his fingers. He continued to repeat numbly until he dug the girl out of the soil.

The rotting corpse gave off a stench, the boy didn't realize it, and hugged the girl tightly in his arms, only darkness remained in his empty eyes.

The boy's wailing came, and he was distraught. He took out a stone from his arms and placed it on the girl's chest where the heart was.

In just a short while, the rotten corpse gradually grew new flesh!

Wan Xiang narrowed her eyes.

Qian Er almost fainted again from fright.

The fog thickened again, and the scene in front of me blurred for an instant before disappearing again.

When Zheli breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly dozens of people rushed towards them, crying and crying for help, resounding throughout the valley.

Those people rushed to the side of the four of them, but they all passed through, as if the four of them did not exist.

They were all terrified, their bodies were stained with blood, they dragged their broken limbs and ran wildly just to survive. Those who were knocked to the ground stretched out their hands and were trampled under their feet, and crawled forward. Behind them was the girl in her arms. teenager.

The young man was covered in blood, and he walked calmly along the way, every step was a sea of ​​corpses and blood. He threw the person he caught into the air, and then pierced his chest with one hand like a sharp knife, then tore it in half, and threw it into the air. on the ground.

The lifeless puppet-like girl followed behind him step by step with empty eyes.

The young man was like an evil ghost returning from hell. When the moon was in the sky, it only illuminated the corpses on the ground.

When the boy left with the girl, he just closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, the moonlight was shining, and the outline of the valley in the morning light could be clearly seen, where was the scene of the boy, corpses strewn all over the field, and blood flowing like a river...

Qian Er held the carriage and heaved a sigh of relief. God knows how his hands trembled: "Is it over?"

Wan Xiang turned around and laughed: "Impromptu show, it's good, it's very exciting. Alright, let's go to rest, don't have nightmares."

After Wan Xiang finished speaking, she solved the spell, and the servants on the ground woke up quickly, confused.

Qian Eryu died, why didn't he faint together?