Youyou Sanshengyue

"Tell me, what's going on?" Xuan Yue forced a confession as soon as the door was closed, he sat down at the table and slowly poured a cup of tea to Ming You.Ming You lowered his eyes, took the tea and drank it all in one gulp, pursed his lips tightly and went to sleep without saying a word.Seeing that he was unhappy, Xuanyue didn't ask any more questions.

At midnight, the lights were turned off everywhere, the whole town was enveloped in darkness and silence, and there was a creepy chill in the air.A pair of dark green eyes suddenly opened, and looked sideways at the sleeping person beside the pillow, before gently lifting a corner of the quilt and tiptoeing out of bed.The door of the inn was locked, he opened the window and jumped down, turning into a blue shadow, moving quickly on the undulating roof.

"It should be here." You You stood at the intersection of the small road, surrounded by no one in the wilderness, only in the lotus pond could faintly hear the movement of the wind blowing past.The path stretched like a cold snake to the dark distance, You You straightened his clothes, in order not to let the goblins or other spiritual creatures feel that he was a breath of a heavenly beast, he suppressed his inner strength, the eyes in his eyes The green light gradually dimmed and became no different from ordinary people, and then he pretended to be an ordinary passerby and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

In the middle of the road not far away was a large stone, and a woman in white sat on the stone covering her face and sobbing, crying very bleakly.

Just like the rumors said.Ming You pretended to ignore it on purpose, walked sideways around the stone and continued on.When he passed by the woman, a strong foul smell pierced his nostrils, and he frowned slightly in disgust, pretending not to notice.

The old trick was repeated, and the woman in white seemed to be waiting on the road ahead forever, greedily and anxiously.She is like a lonely ghost who has been waiting for thousands of years, being neglected and disgusted, and then mourning in despair and killing in mourning.

After three encounters, Ming You stopped, and the woman stopped crying.

"Young master, why don't you pay attention to my family?" The woman's voice was mournful, she slowly turned her face, grinning her drooling fangs, a pair of gloomy round eyes gleamed coldly in the dark night.

Fox noodles?No, it's a weasel!A beast's face was covered with long hair, coupled with a white dress, the strong sense of incongruity made it not only uglier than Li Gui, but also a little more disgusting.Seeing the man standing there motionless, the goblin thought that he was frightened, so she stooped and approached him.

The goblin walked in a weird way, like a puppet with a string hanging from its head, swaying from side to side, "You are so handsome, I don't even want to eat it." But as she spoke, she raised her sleeves and showed her sharp nails, and went straight to Ming Take it out from You's heart.

You You dodged sideways, and stretched out a bamboo fan from his sleeve to block the claw's attack.

The goblin seemed to be stunned by Ming You's sudden counterattack, and realized that this man was not very human, so he immediately accelerated his attack speed, but was dodged by Ming You lightly.

Ming You didn't have any weapons, not to mention the crimson purple sword, and he didn't even wear ordinary sharp weapons, so he could only wave his bamboo fan to resist the fierce moves.The sharp claws were like iron hooks glowing with cold light, scratching at Youyou's heart several times.Fortunately, the level of this goblin is extremely low, so after a few moves, she was defeated and was obediently captured by Ming You.

"My lord is a goblin on Tianling Mountain, right?" The weasel was pushed to the ground by Ming You and stopped struggling, and talked with Ming You in a peaceful tone.

"It is indeed on Tianling Mountain, but I am superior to you." Ming You was thinking about how to deal with her, because he had no weapons, so he had to use his bare hands, but he felt disgusted and did not do it for a long time.The goblin suddenly turned her head, her eyes filled with tears: "Do you want to hear a story?"

It turned out that this weasel was just a little elf in human form on Tianling Mountain. While foraging for food, it was caught by a hunter in Tianling Village. The hunter planned to peel it and eat it, but he believed it because of its tears. It's a sentient being, keep it with you.The hunter treats it well, so it is normal for the goblin to fall in love with each other for a long time.But one day the hunter fell in love with a woman outside Tianling Village at first sight, so he abandoned it and went to live outside the village.

"The goblin is actually very stupid." The weasel lowered his eyes, the long eyelashes covered his eyes, and the streamer in his eyes made his face less disgusting. "The relationship between a goblin is much simpler than that of humans and celestial beasts." , either love or hate, love thoroughly and hate thoroughly, without any superfluous false emotions. So when I knew he had left me, I swore to take him back from that woman."

So it risked its life to secretly drink the nectar from the Guanyin Jade Cleansing Bottle, begging to transform into a human form. Unfortunately, it took only a small sip, and it became the terrifying appearance that is neither human nor demon.

"But I love him! I want to go out to find him! Then one day the yellow talisman and barrier at the entrance of the village were suddenly broken, so I took the opportunity to run out." The weasel suddenly became emotional, sobbing violently and wailing from the bottom of his heart The deepest despair: "I thought that as long as there is love, as long as I find him, he won't care about my appearance!" In the fierce anger and love-hate, it secretly kills the bride on the hunter's wedding day, and wears the wedding dress to cover her. Put on the red hijab and enter the bridal chamber with him.

"Really... It seems that I am really responsible for this matter," Ming You gasped in pain, "I broke the barrier, so you can take advantage of it."

"Oh? Then I have to thank you for letting me see him." The weasel grinned coldly and strangely with the mouth under the pointed nose: "But after he took off the hijab, he screamed with a pale face and used the flagon bowl He smashed my face, I knelt on the ground with blood all over my face begging him to accept me, but he wanted to kill me..."

Ming You sighed softly, secretly complaining for this little goblin, but this is not a reason for it to kill other innocent people, besides, he has the responsibility to solve the tragedy caused by him.So he raised the bamboo fan and touched six big holes on its body. The goblin screamed out in pain, but still talked to himself intermittently, as if he was speaking to the hunter he loved and hated in his heart: "I hate it so much... I hate him so much, I love him so much! I dug out his heart... eat it in my stomach, he will always be mine... No one can take him away. Men are heartless, I want Eat their hearts..." Before it could finish, Ming You raised the bamboo fan and hit it heavily on the temple, only to hear the goblin grunt, rolled his eyes and hit his head straight on the ground.

Black, red and stinky blood gurgled from his head, painting a frightening and desperate poppy flower on the dusty and dirty cobblestone road.

Deep love and hatred and great despair are often hidden behind a tragedy. The deceitful feeling of not wanting to give up and the illusion of dying hope lure the temperamental people into the abyss step by step.No one is wrong, because love itself is a mistake that contains joy and bitterness, and the people who are in it are admirable, lamentable and sad.

Ming You sniffed the bamboo fan, the strong rancid smell covered the sandalwood and made him sick. "It's a pity that I have a good fan. Xuanyue took it last time." He glanced at it reluctantly, then raised his hand and threw the bamboo fan into the lotus pond. There was a splash of water, and soon the river surface returned to calm .It was as if nothing had happened.

When he returned to the inn, Xuanyue had already lit the lamp and sat at the table waiting for him, "If you do something wrong, you must take responsibility, although what you lose cannot be recovered." Xuanyue slowly filled a cup of tea for him: "Even if you Even a king can't do whatever he wants, let alone you are no longer."

"What do you mean?" Ming You's tone couldn't hide his anger: "I'll kill the goblin too, what do you want from me?"

"I want you to put down your airs and sincerely apologize to the whole town," Xuanyue raised her eyes and quietly stared at his embarrassing expression, her tone was calm but more like an order: "You don't need to apologize in person, just write a letter to let people live with peace of mind."

On the second day, a weasel's corpse was hung on a towering old tree in the center of the town. Under the corpse was a three-foot-long scroll, full of dark red flowing characters but full of apologies.People complained and talked, the fear blown away from their faces because they knew they could finally live normally.

I'm afraid Ming You didn't expect that the young master Qinglu who was admired by everyone in Tianling Village turned out to be a villain who was insulted outside the village.Forget it, people are not sages and sages, so there is nothing wrong with it, and there is nothing good in it that can be corrected.

"Does your finger still hurt?" On the way back to the village, Xuanyue took his hand to check the wound, and said distressedly: "I only asked you to write a letter, who allowed you to write a blood book?"

"You have given me a problem, I can't think of any other way to express my apology except bleeding." Ming You smiled helplessly, her heart full of sweetness.He deliberately squeezed the bleeding from the wound on his finger and stretched it out to Xuanyue's mouth: "It's bleeding again, please help me suck it again..."

Ming You really hopes that this kind of life will never end in his life, and that every day is so extravagantly simple and happy.A thatched cottage, a suit of commoner clothes, and a cat.Bleeding, someone will cover his wound with soft red lips and gently suck away all the pain.