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Xia Heyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "I should go with you if I want to go."

"You?" Jiang Linyuan shook his head lightly and asked, "You don't want Fengcheng anymore?"

"Isn't there still Zhang Ling and Yuan... Isn't there still Zhang Ling here?" Xia Heyu rubbed his nose and turned his eyes to the side.

Seeing the change in Xia Heyu's eyes, Jiang Linyuan knew what happened to Yuan Wendong. Xia Heyu hadn't completely let go of it. If he acted alone, he would definitely not feel at ease, so Jiang Linyuan raised his hand to pull Xia Heyu's face back, and said, "Let's leave later."

Xia Heyu's originally dull brows added a bit of brilliance, and nodded emphatically.

When Xia Heyu told Zhang Ling about this, Zhang Ling was a little surprised, but still patted his chest and promised that Fengcheng would be guarded.Xia Heyu had absolute trust in Zhang Ling, so he and Jiang Linyuan left Fengcheng on horseback the next day.

After the two left, Fengcheng was still as calm as ever. After Zhang Ling finished his daily military training, he had almost nothing to do.

That night, it was rare for Xiaosha to be interested. She sat cross-legged on the couch with Zhang Ling face to face, holding a three-finger-thick candle, and told Zhang Ling some ghost stories, from three-headed dolls to human faces and dog tails. The beauty, every story is extremely fascinating.

"Then what's the later?" Zhang Ling always asked eagerly, listening with gusto.

"Later." Xiaosha squeezed her throat a little dry, "Later I was thirsty, so you pour me a glass of water."

Zhang Ling pursed his lips and looked at Xiaosha with his eyes.

"I'll tell you after drinking, okay? Go and pour some water, I'm going to die." Xiao Sha said, beating the bed with one hand.

Zhang Ling got off the couch with some reluctance, pulled on his shoes, moved to the table, poured a glass of water for Xiaosha, and handed it over.

Xiaosha took the water and didn't rush to drink it down, but drank it slowly, moistening his throat slowly.

Zhang Ling waited on the side, watching the candle flickering in Xiaosha's hand. Occasionally, two flying insects flew into the flame, splashing a few small sparks and turning into a wisp of green smoke.

After finally drinking the water, Xiaosha threw the empty teacup on the couch, stretched her shoulders, and then said: "Later, this female ghost entered a dream of a scholar, and the dream was full of flowers. In the garden of the school, I was lingering with the scholar, Wushan Yunyu, seeing each other frankly, loving each other, tossing and tossing for a whole night, the female ghost put on her clothes and left reluctantly."

"What's next?" Zhang Ling called out.

"Do you know how to say these three words?" Xiaosha gave Zhang Ling a white look, and Zhang Ling's words pushed back her brewing emotions. She wrinkled her nose and said, "Listen carefully, don't talk."

"Okay, okay, talk quickly." Zhang Ling compromised.

"The female ghost wanted to leave, but the scholar couldn't bear it. She pulled the female ghost's sleeve and refused to let go. Seeing this, the female ghost put her slender hand on the scholar's hand, patted it gently, and told the scholar that she and him would meet each other eventually. See you again. The scholar was dubious, and after a long time he decided to let go of the female ghost's sleeve, and the female ghost flew away in the wind. Guess what happened later?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ling stared wide-eyed.

"On the second day, people found that the scholar had died on the couch at home, and the crotch under his body was full of white/mudgy dirt, which stained pieces of the bedding, which had dried and hardened, as if they had been scoured. Like a child, that scholar is exhausted and dead."

"Tut tsk tsk tsk." Zhang Ling couldn't stop smacking his lips after hearing this, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "But that female ghost said that she and the scholar will meet again one day, so what's the deal?"

Xiaosha scratched his head, he really hadn't thought about this before, "Perhaps...maybe this was made up by the female ghost to deceive the scholar, or the scholar turned into a ghost later, and with The female ghost saw it."

"Hmm..." Zhang Ling nodded thoughtfully, "It would be great if the scholar also became a ghost. Life is not happy, but death can sleep together. This is also a good ending."

"Since you can't be happy together in life, what's the point in being able to sleep together in death? Do you really believe that there are gods and ghosts in this world?" Xiao Sha lazily leaned back on the soft pillow and asked.

Zhang Ling shrugged and said, "Of course I don't believe it. I just think that since it's a story, it's better to let it have a good ending. After all, it's just a story, and everyone should like it. But these messy stories, you Where did you hear it from?"

"The storytelling stalls in Yangzhou City." Xiaosha yawned, "Those storytelling stalls love to tell these stories, and some of them are told by Yang Pei to scare the girls he raised. By the way, I suddenly I remembered a particularly scary story, do you want to listen to it?"

When Zhang Ling heard that there was still a story to tell, he quickly turned around and sat upright, and said, "Of course I want to listen, tell me quickly."

Xiaosha cleared his throat, got up from the soft pillow, straightened his sore waist, and continued: "It is said that it was many years ago, in a wild village in the suburbs, on a lonely mountain with old trees, on a certain dark night." At this point, Xiaosha turned his head and glanced outside the door.

On a summer night, the door was open, and a bit of evening wind blew in. The night outside the door was also as black as ink, but there were two green, jumping little dots of light in the night, which was very strange.

Xiao Sha only took one look, and then caught a glimpse of those two strange light spots, but didn't react for a while, and threw the candle in his hand out with a groan.

Zhang Ling was listening to the story seriously, but when Xiao Sha suddenly turned pale with fright, he was startled too, and started to scream. The two of them went up and down for a long time before Zhang Ling suddenly patted the bed. , roared: "What's wrong?"

"I, I, I, I saw something outside the door. It was green and glowing with light." Xiaosha was gesticulating with his hands while talking.

Zhang Ling boldly went out to look around, but saw nothing at the door. He picked up the extinguished candle that had been smashed on the ground, went back to the house, closed the door, and said, "Who are you scaring? There is obviously nothing outside." After finishing speaking, he walked back to the table, lit the candle again, and stuffed it into Xiaosha's hand.

"Really, I really saw it. There are two green lights. It's scary. I guess some kind of snake demon and snake turtle came out to eat people at night. You should close the door and go!" Xiao Sha said with her face up. Zhang Ling said, holding candles in both hands, with a little fear in his eyes.

Zhang Ling frowned and slowly opened his eyebrows, patted Xiaosha's forehead with some helplessness, and said, "Did you see the wolf raised by Young Master Jiang?"

Xiao Sha opened her mouth halfway, and then realized that she rolled her eyes, then turned her face to the side, and said in a slightly embarrassed way: "Oh."

Let's say that the little wolf wandered to the door of Zhang Ling's room by chance at night, looked inside, and unexpectedly, a candle flame flew towards it from inside.The wolf was afraid of fire, so although the candle went out when it touched the ground, the wolf cub fled away in a hurry.

But his escape was extraordinary, he escaped directly from Fengcheng, no one knew how he did it, he went all the way north to find Jiang Linyuan.

Fengcheng is not far from the capital, and Jiang Linyuan and his two arrived on fast horses in just a few days.In order not to attract attention, the two left the horse in a small inn outside the capital. Xia Heyu, like the last time he came to the capital, put a fake beard on his lips, pretending to be Jiang Linyuan's attendant, and went to the capital gate with him. go.

"Bend down and bend down, and your eyes should be more easy-going. Do you know what I say?" Jiang Linyuan whispered to Xia Heyu as he walked. It was finally possible to order Xia Heyu openly, and Jiang Linyuan didn't want to waste this opportunity.

"Jiang, don't go too far. Think about it. I'm only humbled to you outside." Xia Heyu said from his throat without moving his lips.

"You call me humble?" Jiang Linyuan tilted his chin towards Xia Heyu, and asked in a picky tone.

"Then what do you always want?" Xia Heyu asked, biting the word "you" hard on purpose.

"Come on, Xiao Xia, call me master." Jiang Linyuan smiled and smiled.

"Master, Master Jiang, Young Master Jiang." Xia Heyu called out in a strange voice with a thin voice.

But Jiang Linyuan nodded with satisfaction as if he didn't hear it, and said, "You are so good, the master will reward you with two big bones later."

"Jiang Linyuan, go back and see how I deal with you." Xia Heyu gritted his teeth in a low voice.

Jiang Linyuan just smiled, very happily, the warm sunshine shone on his face, but Xia Heyu looked annoyed.

The two entered the city jokingly, only to find that the capital was very different from the past.The capital can no longer be described as prosperous. The grand scene of the past is gone, replaced by quiet streets and crowded restaurants and teahouses. The capital is so dead.

It is true that the ministers who originally lived in the middle of the capital all returned home with their families after Li Su's death. Coupled with the blockage of supplies and Shi Jinyu's plunder, there are not many people who can stay in the middle of the capital now.

Xia Heyu walked on the street and looked around, feeling a bit puzzled, but Jiang Linyuan didn't look sideways, as if he had expected all of this.

"Xiao Xia, you should be familiar with the layout of the palace." After walking for a while, Jiang Linyuan asked Xia Heyu.

Xia Heyu rubbed his arms, "Master Jiang, can you stop calling me that?"

Jiang Linyuan pouted, "Old Xia, are you familiar with the layout of the imperial palace?"

Xia Heyu sighed heavily, and said helplessly, "Familiar." But he immediately felt something was wrong, and said vigilantly, "What are you going to do."

"See Shi Jinyu." Jiang Linyuan said calmly.

"Go now?" Xia Heyu asked.

"Otherwise, what are you waiting for?" After Jiang Linyuan finished speaking, he led Xia Heyu towards the palace gate involuntarily.

The gate of the palace was still tall and solemn, with a team of guards on both sides guarding it. Jiang Linyuan stuffed a little silver into the hands of one of the guards, and said, "Please inform your master, I am the envoy sent by Xia Heyu, and I am here to He surrendered."

"What..." Xia Heyu hadn't uttered the word "what" before Jiang Linyuan stepped on his toes and blocked the word.

Jiang Linyuan turned his head and gave Xia Heyu a look, Xia Heyu lowered his head, not letting the guards see his grinning expression, Jiang Linyuan stepped on it very firmly.