Cultivation

Last night, Zhang Linggu almost acted impulsively to Fengyulou, and felt that he was a beast, so ashamed that he wanted to go out to avoid it, but as soon as he walked out of the mountain gate, Fengyulou chased after him. Jian followed behind Fengyulou, he didn't know whether he should put on a chic and calm posture to attract Fengyulou's attention, or stick to his identity and be a prudent disciple to win Fengyulou's favor.

For a moment, his stiff hands and feet didn't know how to place them, and the sword was crooked, as if he was about to throw himself off at any time.

Fengyulou had an old dream of dancing swords with Yu Yuanzhou's plum forest last night, and that dream was really painful.

He is different from others of his generation in the way of swordsmanship. Swordsmanship has always been more difficult. He is aloof and introverted by nature, and he often retreats for several months. The disciples didn't know him for a few steps.

Only Yu Yuanzhou, every time he goes out, he will bring him some gadgets, as long as he knows that he is going out, he will come to find him, drag him down the mountain, or show him the new gadgets he just made. He felt that Yu Yuanzhou was noisy, but when he thought about it after many years, it was actually the only happiness in his lackluster youth.

Fengyulou first heard that Zhang Linggu was Yu Yuanzhou's soul baby, and chased him out on impulse, but when he saw Zhang Linggu, he remembered Shengbei's saying that Zhang Linggu did not inherit all of Yu Yuanzhou's memories.

Personality and appearance are also different. It is actually ridiculous to want to find a shadow of an old friend from Zhang Linggu.

The two of them had their own concerns and flew silently on the sword, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

The dark clouds in front of him pressed down, and there was still a hint of strange color in the dark. It was clearly a demon cloud, and if there is a demon cloud, there must be a demon.

Fengyulou and Zhang Linggu looked at each other, and they lowered their heads in a tacit understanding.

Fengyulou glanced around and found that he had been to this place a hundred years ago. When Yu Yuanzhou forced him to come here, it was still a small town, but now it has become a small county.

The green hills outside the city remain the same, just like the phrase that mountains and rivers are still different.

Zhang Linggu was walking side by side with Fengyulou on the street. He tried hard to have a conversation with Fengyulou, but after much deliberation, he could only say: "Master, this disciple hasn't bigu yet. If Master doesn't mind, I want to find a place to eat something." thing."

Fengyulou looked at the shop in front of it with a century-old signboard: "This one, the youth group here is good."

The business of the century-old store is naturally good, but fortunately it is not the meal time, the two went in and sat down by the window, and Feng Yulou ordered several kinds of green balls from memory: "bean paste, egg yolk, fresh Meat."

Zhang Linggu picked up the tea on the table and washed the teacup, then poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Fengyulou. He did it naturally and smoothly, as if he had done it many times.

Feng Yulou picked up the teacup, remembering that when he and Yu Yuanzhou came here, he hadn't bigu yet, Yu Yuanzhou ordered a lot of green balls and asked him to try them, knowing that he was so clean, he also washed the dishes with tea Just put it in front of him.

He turned the teacup in his hand, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, but fortunately Xiaoer brought up a plate of green balls, and he found a topic: "What did you eat all those years in trapped Longyuan?"

"I picked up a piece of meat, and it lasted several months with one bite. Later, I was able to come out a little bit, and I went to the kitchen of Longling to steal it." Zhang Linggu watched Feng Yulou pick up a piece of green dough and took a bite. He was very surprised: "I thought my master had been bigu for many years."

"Well, I usually don't eat it." Feng Yulou felt that the taste of the green ball was a bit different from what he remembered, probably because he hadn't eaten for a long time, and his five senses were already dull, and the taste of the green ball was tasteless even after eating the green ball.

At this time, there was a sound of gongs outside, and several people who looked like yamen clerks walked along the streets beating gongs and drums, shouting: "The auspicious time has come, strangers stay away!"

Xiaoer hurriedly came over with a smile and said to Fengyulou and Zhang Linggu: "We are going to do something important today, and we have to close the windows. You two sit and continue eating, as long as you don't make any noise."

Zhang Linggu was puzzled, but he stood up and said politely, "I'll lock it up for you."

He poked his head out by closing the window, and saw that the pedestrians on the street hid in their houses one after another. The busy street just now became deserted, and the shops along the street closed their doors and windows. Like having a happy event.

Just wondering, the lady proprietress of the Youth League shop led a [-]-year-old girl out from behind. The girl looked terrified and pursed her lips reluctantly, and was forced by the lady proprietress to walk out of the gate.

The proprietress turned around and closed the door cruelly. The boss walked over and held her hand: "It may not be our family. There are more than ten people of suitable age in this town."

The proprietress held back her tears and nodded, lying on the edge of the door and looking out eagerly.

Fengyulou's fingers drew a circle on the teacup, and the scene on the long street outside was reflected in the cup. Zhang Linggu could actually do this spell, but he approached Fengyulou, carefully put his arm Beside Fengyulou's arm, he looked into the cup with a hint of joy in his heart.

At the city gate at the end of the long street, a sorceress dressed in colorful clothes, with more than a dozen strips of cloth hanging on her body, dressed herself like a colorful old hen, was chanting incantations in front of the altar, and there were several strong men standing beside her. , Two wooden tables were carried in a row, and there were sacrifices such as white pigs, white sheep, and white chickens on the tables. It seemed that they were offering sacrifices to some gods.

The sorceress holds a golden bell in her hand, and every time she shakes it, she will read a sacrificial oration: "Shensi mountain stream is located in the spiritual place, good will bless evil, evil will bring disasters, and everything will come true. Don't forget."

After she finished reading, she knocked on the bamboo cage next to it, and immediately a strong man released the big rooster from the cage. A big red flower hung on the rooster's chest, which did not affect its arrogance and arrogance. .

Zhang Linggu couldn't help asking: "What is this for?"

Feng Yulou also didn't understand: "I don't know."

"It looks a bit evil." Zhang Linggu said calmly and leaned against Fengyu Tower again, and the two arms touched each other: "Look at this rooster wearing red flowers, I If you remember correctly, folks say that the groom is either dead or dying of illness, so a rooster is made to wear red flowers instead of paying homage, I don’t think it’s right.”

The rooster walks through the long street, and there will be a girl kneeling outside the door a few houses away. They all look about fourteen or fifteen years old. These girls lower their heads nervously, as if they are afraid of the rooster. They were visibly relieved after the rooster walked by.

Rooster walked to the door of the Youth League shop and suddenly stopped, tilting his head to look at the daughter of the owner of the Youth League shop. The proprietress choked with sobs and slid along the crack of the door and knelt down on the ground. Yes, it won't be Qinger's."

The rooster lowered its head and pecked at the red flowers tied to its body, and then continued to walk forward. Zhang Linggu and Fengyulou could see the little girl Qing'er kneeling outside the door, already paralyzed on the ground nervously.

The rooster was followed by the witch and two strong men. The boss and the boss lady did not dare to go out to help, but could only comfort each other: "It's okay, it's okay."

After taking two steps, the rooster suddenly spread its wings and flew back, landed directly beside Qing'er, and the stone beside Qing'er buried its head in the air.

After pecking at the cracks of the board a few times, the proprietress rolled her eyes and fainted, and the boss couldn't help crying.

Xiao Er sighed: "This is fate."

Zhang Linggu and Fengyulou looked at each other, and they both felt that something was wrong.

The two big men beside the sorceress have already set up Qing'er who couldn't stop crying: "The mountain god chose your girl, this is a great blessing for your family, send the bride to the temple for a while live."

The boss opened the door and stumbled after him. The sorceress turned around and glared at him: "What's wrong? You don't want the blessing from God of the Mountain anymore?"

The boss had a crying face: "God Xie Shan."

Zhang Linggu called Xiaoer over and asked, "What's going on?"

"The guest officer is a passer-by. This is a sacrifice to the mountain god." Xiaoer said lightly and hurried to help the boss to help the boss's wife to sleep on the soft bed in the account room, and then hurried out to find the doctor.

"Wouldn't it be a living sacrifice to worship the mountain god here?" Zhang Linggu felt that something was wrong. He walked to the door of the store and squatted down to look, but saw some rice grains around the stone slab that Qing'er knelt on just now. Said: "I think the boss was designed by someone."

The boss couldn't wait for Xiaoer to come out to have a look, just in time to hear Zhang Linggu's words, and asked eagerly, "Why did this little brother say that?"

"Look, people sprinkled rice grains around the stone slab. If I'm not mistaken, the rooster jumped at it just now when it saw the rice grains." Zhang Linggu said to the boss, "If that rooster is really a mountain god Messenger, why would you be tempted by mere grains of rice, you tell me about your sacrifice to the mountain god, I feel something is wrong."

Just now they saw the demon cloud in mid-air, and then they saw a living sacrifice here, maybe there is a relationship between these two things.

The boss sighed, and looked at the green mountain not far away with some emptiness in his eyes: "That mountain is called Qinshan, and our place is called Qinshan County. More than ten years ago, there was a sudden strange fog on the mountain and the mountain was sealed for several days. Later, although the demon mist disappeared, but there was no rain for three months in a radius of fifty miles, and there was no water coming out of the well. After offering sacrifices to the mountain god, the goddess told us that the mountain god lived lonely in the mountains and wanted a bride. The wife will accompany you, as long as you send the bride up, you will be fine."

Zhang Linggu was surprised: "And then?"

"At that time, I chose a 15-year-old girl to send up, but it rained that night, but three years later, a sedan chair suddenly appeared in front of the city gate, and a mummy wearing a bride's clothes was sitting in the sedan chair. Someone recognized the tiara and wedding dress on her as the bride who was sent up the mountain three years ago." The boss sighed again: "The witch went to sacrifice to the mountain again, and then told us that the mountain god thought the bride was old and refused to accept it." I need another one."

Zhang Linggu blinked twice: "Do you believe it?"

"I didn't really believe it at first, but then the strange fog appeared again. It hasn't rained for a month in the summer. If you don't believe it, you have to believe it." The boss said with a wry smile: "My eldest daughter was selected to go to Beijing six years ago. , I didn’t expect that the younger daughter would not be able to escape this disaster, so our family would not have the life of our adopted daughter.”

He saw that Xiaoer had brought the doctor back, so he quickly went up to lead the doctor into the room to check the situation of the proprietress.

Zhang Linggu raised his eyes and looked towards Fengyu Tower: "Do you care?"

Fengyulou looked back into his eyes: "Will you listen to me if I say it doesn't matter?"

Zhang Linggu rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "This has all happened..."

He looked at Fengyu Tower with bright eyes, and a flattering but not annoying smile appeared on his face: "Right?"