Urban Night Returner

The sky is cloudy, with occasional drizzles.Luo Jing's complexion was cloudier than the sky, as if a layer of frost could be scraped off.An army of Ding Lancha was dismembered in a reward edict.

Ding Lancha was granted the title of Marquis of Ding'an because of his great contribution to defeating the northern barbarians, and his eldest son, General Yin, was awarded a piece of land in Qingzhou.This seems to be a great honor, but in fact it is a disguised withdrawal of his military power.And his capable lieutenants were all promoted because of this battle, or were called to the capital, or transferred to the real shortage in the place. It seems that they are rewards, but in fact it is equivalent to cutting off Ding Lancha's left and right arms. .Luo Jing himself, because his mother was from Qiantang, was conferred the title of Hangzhou Guerrilla General, and he also gave his mother a five-rank seal, and gave half a month off to return to Qiantang to bury her.

The carriage was much more comfortable than the one going to the border.Although the guerrilla general only commanded no more than 3000 troops, his rank was not low. The magistrate of Qiantang naturally tried his best to please him, and especially sent his favorite wife's carriage for them to ride, and also sent a few maids. Huan came to serve, but was rejected by Luo Jing.

Bi Yan lifted the curtain to look outside, then turned her head and said, "Master, the rain is much lighter." This time Luo Jing transferred Hangzhou Guerrilla, only she was the most happy.In the past Luo Jing was in the army, although Ding Lancha trusted her, but she was not allowed to have women in the army, so she just pretended to be a concubine and was not allowed to get close, not as long as her brother Biquan served her.Now that he has become a guerrilla general in Hangzhou, he doesn't have so many rules to follow day and night, and they all say that there is heaven above Suzhou and Hangzhou below. In her opinion, being a leisurely official in such a famous place and having a good time, wouldn't it be nice? Is it better than going to the battlefield to lick blood?

Luo Jing responded lightly without looking up.He was holding a book in his hand, but he was not reading it, thinking about something.Biquan gently gave his sister a hand.He has followed Luo Jing for a long time, knowing that he is not in a good mood at this time, he is afraid that his sister will not wink and try to be courteous, which will cause trouble.

Luo Jing's biological mother, the Chen family, is a side branch of the Chen family in Qiantang, but this branch's family has declined, and has moved far away from the clan and moved to the riverside, and her parents died early, so she married someone as a concubine.The Chen family is a rich family in Qiantang, and there are all kinds of graves in their own family, but there is no reason for the water poured out by their married daughters to be buried back in their own family, let alone a declining branch.Even if she is the imperial court's seal, she can't break this rule.Luo Jing had no choice but to choose the cemetery by himself, so he specially brought Shen Mobai to choose the crypt.Because there were words about the old scene of Qiantang when he was helping the spirit, he especially went to the place where his mother lived to choose the tomb.But after all, it's been a long time.There were only three members of the Chen family. When the husband and wife died, they had no money. The daughter sold herself as a concubine and buried her parents hastily. In addition, she did not come back for more than [-] years.Although Luo Jing had never met his grandparents, he still felt desolate in such a situation.

Shen Mobai has been shrinking in the corner of the carriage.Only on the way to the border, he had said several times that he didn't understand Feng Shui, but Luo Jing ignored it and dragged him away.However, it has been nearly a month since he left Changzhou, and nothing unusual has happened. He is not so concerned about the entrustment of his master before his death.The land of Suzhou and Hangzhou has beautiful scenery, if there is no Luo Jing's menacing force, it can actually be enjoyed.It's just that the carriage is too small, he only felt that Luo Jing's aura spread out in all directions as if tangible, squeezing him into the corner of the carriage so he didn't dare to move around.

Naturally, Luo Jing's mind was not on the book, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw Shen Mobai leaning in the corner of the carriage, with a troubled expression on his face, biting his own lips constantly, biting the two thin lips until they were red, lustful drop.The more cloudy and rainy the weather, the more gloomy the sun, the more radiant he is like a jade carving.In comparison, although the Biquan brothers and sisters have outstanding eyebrows and eyes, their complexions look gloomy in this weather, which is not as pleasing to the eye as him, which is a strange thing.Luo Jing's heart moved slightly, and he said: "How is the atmosphere here, can people be buried?"

Shen Mobai was full of thoughts, when he asked him suddenly, he was taken aback, looked outside, and said hesitantly: "The atmosphere of the earth is good, the vegetation is green, peaceful and prosperous, but it's just a bit gloomy..."

Luo Jing frowned: "Depressed air?" He had heard a little bit of Feng Shui, there are mountains and waters, it is a good place.This place is full of hills and hills with lush trees and lush greenery. It is supposed to be a treasured place for funerals, so how can there be such a gloomy look?

Shen Mobai is indeed a little afraid of him now.That day in the barracks, Luo Jing turned his face and wanted to imprison him with the northern barbarian prisoners of war, Biquan really dragged him there.The prisoners of war in that camp were all wounded, and when they touched their noses, they smelled of pus and blood. As far as the eyes could see, they were all ferocious faces, and the eyes that sized him up looked like hungry wolves in the mountains. There are guards next to the injury who dare not make a move, I really don't know if they will pounce on him and eat him.That night he huddled in a corner of the camp without daring to breathe. For the first time in his life, he felt that people were so scary.If it wasn't for the court's will to force Ding Lancha to retreat, it is unknown how long he would be locked up inside.So now he really doesn't dare to go against Luo Jing anymore, and he will answer every question.It's just that he really doesn't understand the secular geomantic theory, and just now he saw the green and shady mountains in this area, green with black, quite gloomy, like a big cemetery, so he replied like this.At this time, Luo Jing felt displeased again, so he shut his mouth and retreated into the corner again.

Luo Jing stared at him coldly, and was about to speak when the carriage suddenly swayed and stopped.When Luo Jing raised his head slightly, Biquan leaned out and asked, "Why did you stop the car?"

The coachman replied outside: "There are funeral people ahead, the villain may run into bad luck."

Luo Jing frowned, and sure enough, he heard the faint sound of blowing, beating and crying coming from the front.Opening the curtain of the car, I saw that there were more than ten coffins in the funeral procession. Together with the relatives and friends who followed me, I meandered for more than a mile. It looked amazing, and I couldn't help frowning: "What's going on? Why are there so many coffins?" ?”

The coachman was obviously very familiar with the affairs of this place, and casually said, "That's Yijia's funeral."

Luo Jing was even more surprised: "How many families can there be in Yijia, and there are so many coffins? Could it be a plague?"

The coachman shook his head: "The general doesn't know, this is the man who repaired the embankment and died."

As soon as he said this, even Shen Mobai couldn't help but leaned forward to look at him and said, "How could Xiudi kill so many people?"

The coachman shook his head and sighed: "The general came from a long way. I don't know how strong the river tide is here. This is where the river and the sea meet. The tide head is more than ten feet high in spring and autumn. It touches rocks and cracks, and beats the shore. Not bad. So people don’t live here. It’s not like the imperial court recently ordered to reclaim wasteland, and no wasteland is allowed everywhere. This is all the land silted up by the former river, and it’s all good. Several officials want this achievement, which one doesn’t want it? Reclamation? It’s just that the tide is strong, and the reclaimed land will be washed away, so they urged people to build embankments. It’s just that the tide is also weird, and now it doesn’t matter the season or the flood. The people on the embankment couldn’t hide and were photographed into the water. It was rare to find even the dead bodies. The general saw that most of the dozen or so coffins were clothes and shoes that he often wore when he was alive. Socks, no dead bodies at all."

Shen Mobai sighed softly when he heard this, touched the Bodhi Pearl unconsciously with his fingers, and chanted in a low voice.Luo Jing frowned tightly, and said: "No matter how high the tide is, there will always be a tide, how can there be no signs, and it will come as soon as it is said?"

The coachman whispered: "It is said that there are monsters in this tide. It is still the old saying. It is said that this place is near the mouth of the sea. There is an evil dragon in the sea. It was chased by the sea god and imprisoned here. This evil dragon has great powers. Forbidden, I still have to turn over and swing my tail from time to time. One swing of the tail is a wave, and if you turn over, the wave will be as high as ten feet. There used to be a dragon temple in the local area, but I don't know when it was built, but it was abandoned long ago. Unexpectedly, such a strange thing has happened now, and the incense in the Dragon Temple is in full bloom again..." Before he finished speaking, Luo Jing's face darkened: "Nonsense! It's just Jiang Chao, who is here to deceive people! What kind of dragon god? Temple, I’m afraid it was also made to deceive ignorant people for incense money. Let’s go, go to the embankment to have a look. If there are no monsters, I will go to the Dragon God Temple to care about it.”

When the coachman heard this, his face changed in shock, and he waved his hands again and again: "I don't dare to be a villain. General, don't venture into dangerous places lightly. It's the spring tide and it's extremely powerful. I don't know when it will come. Except for servants who must be on errands, Who dares to approach the river bank at this time?"

Luo Jing snorted, turned over and jumped out of the carriage: "I don't believe that a mere Jiang Chao can be so powerful, and there are even rumors of monsters. You need to see and see! If you don't go, just wait here."

Biquan Biyan also jumped out of the car: "We will go with the general."

The coachman complained endlessly.If something happened to this general, he couldn't get away with it, so he had no choice but to say: "The general is going, and the villain will naturally drive the car for the general. I just ask the general to look at it from a distance, and don't come close. There is a seat nearby. Xiaoshan, how about the villain accompanying the general to climb the mountain?"

It is said to be a hill, but it is actually a small dirt bag, a hundred steps away from the river bank, and a few trees grew on the hill, quite old, with deep roots and luxuriant leaves.The coachman stopped the car far away and went up the hill. He held on to the branches cautiously, in case the tide rushed and it was too late to escape, so that he could climb up the tree.

Looking around Luo Jing, there are quite a lot of people on the embankment, but there are few young and strong men, but there are many women mixed in.The embankment was also crooked, and it was obvious that it had just been built.Sure enough, there were some cigarettes on the banks of the embankment. From a distance, everyone who went up the embankment would all worship first.He was frowning, when he suddenly heard a thunderous sound from a distance, a white line in the sky, from thin to thick, in an instant, it was a white wave.It was as if a pot was boiling on the embankment, men, women and children threw straw bags of mud and rocks, and fled down the embankment crying and howling.It's just that this wave came too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was already approaching.The white foam splashed on the waves, like thousands of troops and horses, roaring and astonishing.The coachman was so frightened that he fled down the hill, shouting desperately as he fled: "General, hurry up, this is the spring tide!"

Naturally, Luo Jing could see how strong the waves were, but he felt that he might not be able to reach the top of the mountain, and was about to check again, but Biyan Biquan became anxious, and dragged him down the mountain.At this time, the waves had reached the edge of the embankment, and the embankment was like paper. With a loud bang, it was already falling apart, and the tide came straight to the shore, chasing the fleeing people recklessly.There were also old and weak people among the people who built the embankment. A young man dragged an old man to run unhappily. He was squeezed by the crowd, accidentally fell down, and was immediately stepped on.When someone ran away, he couldn't stand up anymore, the boy cried and dragged him, how could he drag him?Seeing that the tide was behind him, he could only rest in peace and wait for death.

Luo Jing had already retreated, but when he turned around and saw this scene, he shook off Bi Yan, turned around and ran over, pulled the old man up and ran away.After walking a few steps, the water was below the knees.Biyan stomped her feet anxiously, and Biquan also ran to help drag the boy.It's just that the old man was trampled in many places, and it was difficult to move. The four of them walked a few more steps, and the water was up to their waists. Hearing the sound of water coming from behind, suddenly someone shouted loudly: "Be careful behind your back!" It was Shen Mobai's voice, but the tone changed in panic, and it was completely different from the usual gentle and calm.

Luo Jing joined the army and followed Ding Lancha through life and death on the battlefield. He developed a beast-like intuition and reaction. Hearing the words, he pulled out the sword from his waist with his backhand and swung it back with all his strength.His sword was handed over from the battlefield shortly after joining the army, and it was a good sword.In the hands of the enemy general, countless people have been killed, but in his hands, countless heads have been beheaded in the past ten years, but they are still as sharp as before.He had his back to the tide and couldn't see what was going on behind him, but Bi Yan was standing in front, but he could see clearly - the second wave was about ten feet high, and from a distance, the white foam sprayed was terrifying and frightening. It seemed like a huge mouth, trying to swallow Luo Jing and the two of them straight.But Luo Jing swung his sword with all his strength and separated the white waves, the splashed water foam seemed to be bright red because of the sunlight.The waves split into two, two wave crests passed him left and right, although their momentum was weak, they also staggered Bi Quan and the young man in front of him, but Luo Jing was safe and sound.

Shen Mobai shouted this, took off his coat and ran into the water.At this time, the water had already flooded Luo Jing and the others' chests, and the four of them were a little unsteady on their feet. Although the waves were rushing towards the shore, when they turned back, there was a huge pulling force, which actually wanted to pull the four of them into the river.Shen Mobai was like a fish, he swam to the side of the four in a few strokes, and while helping Biquan to drag the young man amidst the sound of rushing water, he said loudly, "Go ashore quickly!"

Although Luo Jing couldn't see what was going on behind him, he didn't feel right when he swung the sword down.Although he never believed in ghosts and gods, but seeing Shen Mobai's anxiety and gaffe, he also felt that this matter was strange, so he dragged the old man with all his strength and walked up the hill.Shen Mobai was at the front, Biquan pulled the young man in the middle, and Luo Jing dragged the old man behind.At this time, the water rose even faster, and the small hill was barely covered by water, but the crowns of several old trees were still exposed on the water.Biquan dragged the boy up the tree first, Luo Jing also carried Biyan up, and then pushed the old man up the tree.I was busy, when a wave suddenly hit, the spray splashed, people couldn't open their eyes, when the people on the tree wiped off the water stains and looked again, Luo Jing and Shen Mobai were gone...