Cheng Moji

The cold moon shakes the clear waves, streaming light into the window.

The night is the most seductive, to whom can I tell my thoughts.

After entering the village barrier, Feng Qiwu said to Dongfang Ying with a consonance: "Master, be careful, there is something strange in this village." He also warned Dongfang Ying to be careful in everything, her demon power was suppressed in the barrier, and she would not follow her spirit unless she had to. out of the container.

Dongfang Ying asked the girl, "Did the villagers get sick just now?"

The girl replied: "Yes, many people in the village are sick, but the source of the disease cannot be found."

Dongfang Ying asked: "What symptoms?"

The girl said: "The eyes are dull, the reaction is slow, the body is weak... It seems that the soul is lost, but these symptoms are only at night.

Indeed, walking in this village is too quiet, like being cursed, the silence is cruel, the silence is terrible, lifeless, without the breath of living things.Dongfang Ying asked the girl, "People in this village go to bed early at night."

The girl smiled and said: "Our village is isolated from the outside world, and we have very little communication with the outside world. It has been a long time since outsiders entered the village last time. The life of the villagers is very simple. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. In addition, people who are sick have symptoms at night. It's serious, so I closed the door early. If I didn't want to go to the mountains to pick more herbs today, I would go to bed at this point when the moon is bright. Tomorrow you get up and go to the street to see that there will be a different atmosphere. My house is here, I will lead you to the room to rest, young master."

Dongfang Ying lay on the bed, turned off the light, and fell silent after hearing the sound of washing from the next room, presumably the girl should also lie down.

The moonlight outside the window illuminates half of the room, half bright and half bright, Dongfang Ying thought of her father, the two of them used to play together under the moon, now they feel very quiet, empty in their hearts, as if lost, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep .He talked to Feng Qiwu: "Sister Xiwu, are you asleep?" Feng Qiwu didn't answer, but the spiritual weapon produced a little red light, indicating that he was still asleep.He asked again: "What do you think about when you can't sleep?" This time even the spirit weapon didn't respond, and this topic might not be able to continue, so Dongfang Ying remained silent.Looking out of the window again, the moonlight is scattered, pale and bleak. This moonlight has illuminated how many homesick wanderers wandering on the road through the ages, and how many lovers and couples who are separated from each other. The moon is the most ruthless, annoying, and incomprehensible. The more you miss it, the more it lingers on you for a long time.

After watching the moonlight for a long time, I don't know when I wandered into dreamland.

In the early morning of the next day, Dongfang Ying heard the hawking and noise outside the window. After a while, she thought about knocking on the door a few times. The girl said, "My lord, have you woken up? I've made breakfast, let's come together." Eat." Dongfang Ying replied "OK" and jumped off the bed, put on her clothes and went out.

This house is close to the main street, and the street is bustling with people, which is completely different from the dead silence at night. The villagers walking back and forth do not seem to be weak.Dongfang Ying walked up to the girl, said "good morning" politely, and asked her name.This medical girl's name is "Qing'er", she lives alone in this house, after breakfast, Dongfang Ying wanted to explore the strange places of this village, so she went out.