【Shuangxuan】Break the cauldron

There is a town in the lower reaches of Renhe River in Ghost City, and Shi Qingxuan finally found a Dishi Temple in the outskirts of the town.

Because the ghost market is the boundary of the Flower City, it is the area where the sky is full of gods and Buddhas. If the common people follow the common sense and worship the water master and land master before the bridge is laid, they will often not be able to live in the river.It is useless to pray to God, and the Temple of the Second Master of Water and Earth here is getting less and less incense.

Shi Qingxuan carried He Xuan into the Dishi Temple, went around behind the statue and put the person down, he couldn't even lift a finger.His whole body was drenched with sweat, and the wind in the temple, which was wrapped in incense ash, blew all over his body, completely removing all the strength from his body.He also found a grass ball for himself to sit down on, and felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he fell asleep with his back leaning on the stone seat.

After a night of no dreams, Shi Qingxuan woke up the next day amidst the whispers of insects and birds, feeling as if his joints were falling apart.

The temple gate behind the statue is facing the backyard. There is a flowering tree beside the incense table in the courtyard. In the dilapidated temple, there is no one to look after it, and the table is full of petals.Shi Qingxuan stared blankly, thinking that it must be the wind blowing in the morning, and couldn't help feeling a little bit lost in his heart.

He used to be in charge of the wind, knowing the wind coming and going, but now he only knows that the wind has come when he sees the ground falling red.

He Xuan hadn't woken up yet, and he didn't know how much emotion was involved at that time, so that a little vernacular fairy could hurt him so far.

Shi Qingxuan turned his head to look at his side face, his eyebrows flew into his temples, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and when he fell asleep, he lost the gloomy sword shadow in his eyes, and he looked more like his old friend.Mingyi also had a mean look in the past, and he couldn't get a few good words out of his mouth. At that time, he always felt that Mingyi was harsh and soft-hearted, so he always liked to act coquettishly and foolishly, bullying him to be hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

After Shi Wu crossed the water prison and died suddenly, he lived alone in the slums of the imperial city for a few days like a walking corpse.But at that time, he was surrounded by life, old age, sickness and death, people struggling to live on the line of survival, he helped this one, saved that one, and he even regained some vitality, as if walking through the gate of hell Once.

Now that the sailor is back, he should have nothing else to ask for.

But people are always insatiable. Knowing that my brother is fine, I got out of the sidelines.

He is greedy for Mingyi's good.Those good things were all picked out bit by bit from the sharp shell of Mingyi by himself over hundreds of years. They were red stoves sealed in ice, and sweets wrapped in medicine coats.He always felt that it was he who warmed up the ice little by little and swallowed the bitterness little by little, only then did he have the support of life, the sincerity, and the accommodating day-to-day.It's all hypocrisy, so why do you have to go to great lengths to hide this hypocrisy?

By the riverside of Hades, in front of the gate of the ghost city, He Xuan's little kindness to him was like catching some thread, pulling out the past of hundreds of springs and autumns, and pulling out his full love.

But now standing in front of all his greed, there is only a phantom in a black robe in front of the jade steps in the heaven, and he can't even tell who that person is.If that person turns around to be Ming Yi, then his best friend is already a skeleton; if that person turns around to be He Xuan, there is a bloody old sore between them, don't they still expect their own love? Has a sincerity won the sincerity of others?

When he was full of thoughts, someone came unexpectedly in the ruined temple.Seeing him wandering off into the sky, the man clenched his fist with one hand to his lips and coughed twice dryly.Shi Qingxuan came back to his senses when he heard the movement, and saw Pei Ming standing outside the door.

Shi Qingxuan said in surprise: "How did you find it?"

He has always been at odds with Pei Ming, calling him General Pei when anyone asks him, now that Pei Ming has led Shi Wudu out of danger, it's up to you to do what you want.

Pei Ming also saw the strangeness, stood under the flower tree, opened his right hand and dropped something, the red silk thread was hanging on the index finger - Shi Wudu's longevity lock.There are still some small wounds on his palms, presumably to find Shi Qingxuan, but these small wounds are not considered "injuries" to him.He said helplessly: "Your brother almost demolished all the temples in Taicang Mountain when he woke up. Let me take a look for him."

Shi Qingxuan thumped in his heart, and being able to let Pei Ming come to find him meant that his brother's condition was not good.

Pei Ming asked him formally, "Shall we go together?"

Shi Qingxuan: "I..."

Pei Ming immediately raised her hand and said, "That's fine! You can stay here."

Shi Wudu asked him to tie Shi Qingxuan back anyway, but he just agreed indiscriminately anyway.Although these three cancers in the sky are willing to help each other, they are actually making their own decisions in their hearts.If Shi Wudu cared about it, he would be chaotic, but he, Pei Ming, was transparent and clear in his heart.Following the events of the past few days, he knew that Shi Qingxuan's life was boundless, and he might be able to help a little by following the black water mysterious ghost.

He then said: "I'm going back to heaven to fetch your brother's bones, and there is one more thing I need you to help him with..." Pei Ming explained to Shi Qingxuan, left some money for him, turned around and planned to marry him. Jian left, and finally felt that as a bad-hearted elder, he still had to give a few words of advice, leaving a sentence "Be careful, the godhead on your body can be used to save your life when you are in a hurry", and then went to the heavenly fairy capital.

He left happily, and Liu Shi Qingxuan was alone in a daze, digesting his "explaining".

That day when He Xuan took revenge in the Nether Water Mansion, Xie Lian rushed there with Pei Mingquan Yizhen and others, but they were still a step late and failed to save a living person, only recovered two bones.One is the black-clothed white bones in the main hall of the Water Mansion, and the other is the Sailor Wudu in the water prison.

From the beginning to the end of that day, Shi Qingxuan was the clearest, but he was taken away by He Xuan after losing his soul, so he didn't know the whole picture.

"The bone of your brother that is placed in the sky now has no head. It must have been taken away by the mysterious ghost. You should inquire with him? The skull fell into the hands of the mysterious ghost. If he destroyed it, I would not be ashamed." Damn, I really don't know what will happen to your brother..."

Shi Qingxuan turned his head and stared at He Xuan's slightly opened black robe, his mind was in a mess.

The soul of the dead confesses the bone, and the ashes will be made into portable utensils, such as rings and pendants.He Xuan only had one skull in his hand, and after being made into a bone vessel, it should be the size of a bean... He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't realize that He Xuan had opened his eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

Shi Qingxuan was shocked and said hurriedly: "No..."

He Xuan stared at him intently, with twinkling eyes in his eyes: "Are you driven mad by your pointless sense of morality, or are you tired of living?" Once he woke up, the mana of rampage was spinning in his limbs and bones again. , reminding him of what happened last night.He Xuan suppressed the riot in his body, and looked at Shi Qingxuan coldly: "I said, don't appear in front of my eyes forever, I will treat you as if you never existed. Can't you understand?"

Shi Qingxuan's mind was still in a mess, it was all Pei Ming's confession before he left, and he answered truthfully: "All ghosts are restless, I'm afraid you are alone there, in case some enemy finds you..." Even That ineffective little vernacular fairy can be bloodthirsty on his shoulders, so if he continues to lie in front of the gate of the ghost market, isn't it at the mercy of others?

He Xuan's face was full of sarcasm: "Isn't my biggest enemy your good brother?"

Shi Qingxuan couldn't answer again, and buried his head lower and lower.

He Xuan looked him up and down from head to toe, and finally settled on the longevity lock on his chest: "I forgot, with you here, are you afraid that your brother won't be able to find me?" He was so tight that his nails were about to dig into his flesh, "That's fine, that's fine! I'm also afraid that he won't find me, otherwise how would I kill him?"

He Xuan's words were like an ice pick hitting Shi Qingxuan's heart. His mouth was full of bitterness, and he forced himself to say: "... If I apologize with death, can you let my brother go?"

He Xuandao: "Why didn't you try to be beaten to death by me yesterday, then you will know the answer."

Shi Qingxuan wanted to say something, but a worshiper came outside the temple gate.

In fact, one person and one ghost, the rule that priests are not allowed to manifest spirits has long since disappeared, but the two of them still immediately silenced, all due to the tacit understanding of hundreds of years.The two sat behind the statue and said nothing, and the only sound left in the temple was the shuffling of the old woman with handicapped legs at the door.

Before she entered the temple, she heard some noises. When she entered, she was afraid of disturbing her predecessors, so she signaled tremblingly, "Is anyone there?"

With a lift of two fingers, He Xuan turned an incense burner with missing ears on the incense table on the west side into a black cat, and jumped up to the old woman with a bow of his back.

"It's you, poor little guy..." The old woman took pity on it for its broken ear, and scooped out a handful of water from the cloth-covered food box in her hand.The black cat licked the old woman's hand a few times, then turned around and jumped out of the temple gate.

Shi Qingxuan's heart ached, this was also a small trick he and Mingyi used in the past.

The old woman wiped the dusty altar carefully, then took out everything in the food box, put it in front of the statue of the master, lit two joss sticks with trembling hands, and walked back to kneel on the ground with trembling steps .

She bowed three times in front of the statue of the Earth Master, put her hands together and said softly: "Lord Earth Master, the town has been flooded all the year round, and the bridges are difficult to build... My son and the villagers went to control the water, and lived outside for three years. Jiao Si... I am old and have little fortune, so I dare not ask for the benefits of fortifications, but my son has built bridges and flood control for half his life, accumulating blessings, and has never been involved in those harmful things. , keep him safe outside..."

After saying that, the old woman prostrated herself three times, took out a paper lantern rustlingly from the bottom of the food box, tied the yellow paper with the person offering the lantern and prayers written on it, and offered it to the master's case together. superior.

Because the river is suffering and the bridge is destroyed, it is not effective to pray to the gods. Recently, there are fewer and fewer people worshiping the Dishi Temple.But these old people who only want their children to be safe, dare not worship on the ghost road like offering sacrifices to bridges and rivers.The so-called "harmful things" she mentioned, He Xuan can somewhat imagine, they are nothing more than borrowing soul flags and making life piles.

She wanted the child to return home as soon as possible, but she didn't dare to ask for the construction to be completed quickly, because if she wanted to complete the construction work quickly, she would inevitably do those harmful things again and damage her son's morality.It's just that when people kneel before the gods, even if they don't say anything, the gods and ghosts listen to everything they think in their hearts.

After the old woman offered the lamp, she tidied up in the temple again.After she finished packing and walked away from the temple gate, He Xuan said coldly: "You only picked this place, do you want me to miss the old love?"

Shi Qingxuan said: "No, I didn't mean that, I... If you don't like it, let's find a better place."

He Xuan was silent.The old woman spoke with humility and sincerity. He and Shi Qingxuan sat behind the statue and listened to it. It was as if he had listened to a mantra of purifying the heart. The sign of emptiness made him feel even more palpitations.

He knew what was about to hit after this turmoil, so he had to carry the turmoil and let Shi Qingxuan take him to a place where there were people.

He Xuan closed his eyes and concentrated, his mind moved.

Shi Qingxuan watched helplessly as He Xuan in front of him transformed from a young man into a boy in his early ten years old. His immature face already had a stern and mean look, but there was still a little greenness in the corners of his eyes and brows. .With a stern look on his face that didn't suit his age, he said: "Take me to the town, and then get out, let me see you again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Shi Qingxuan thought to himself what you said, just what it is first, and leaned over to carry him on his back.

The person on the back is not enough in stature, obviously much lighter than yesterday, and the child's skeleton is like a pair of flexible bamboo joints.In addition, he didn't know about the skull when he was holding He Xuan yesterday, but now that he knows, he always feels that there is a stone-like hard object in the front of He Xuan's chest, which is stuck on his back, no matter how he moves it, he will move it. Do not drive.

When he passed the altar, a gust of wind knocked down a joss stick that the old lady had just erected.

Shi Qingxuan cherished her sincerity, but now he has no magic power, and he can do nothing but free one hand to hold up the incense candle.

He carried the young He Xuan on his back as he crossed the threshold, but he felt as if there were two gazes in the temple.

Has Pei Ming left yet?

He turned around and saw that the temple was empty.There is only a smiling and silent statue of the god of the earth teacher, which is only three points similar to He Xuan, standing firmly in the breeze.