Changfengwo Qingtang

Long crow-colored hair floated with the waves in the water, and Lu Qingtang opened her eyes to look around.Along the river Khuang, willow roots wind their way into the water.

Lu Qingtang swam towards the shore with all his strength, stretched out his hand to grab the roots of the tree, broke through the water with a splash, climbed onto the shore like a water ghost, spit and coughed on the grass, his face was white and his lips were purple, and his whole body was dripping.

Fang spit out a few mouthfuls of river water, and Lu Qingtang suddenly got into the grass on the bank, covered his mouth with his sleeves, opened his eyes and ears to look around, with a terrified expression.

The sky was gloomy and the river wind was icy cold.Lu Qingtang squatted in the grass and shivered for a long time before pushing away the grass, and got up with his hands on his back, gritted his teeth and hissed.

"Burden... my burden!" Lu Qingtang suddenly exclaimed again, bowing down to search the ground with an anxious expression on his face.Finally, the baggage and banknotes were retrieved from the side of He Khuang covered by weeds.

Slender waist, long legs and elegant body, delicate eyebrows and eyes are picturesque.Lu Qingtang is full of economics and has a little knowledge of martial arts. He is the fifth son of Lu Wanwan, a wealthy family in Chang'an. His elder brother is an official in the court.Lu Qingtang can be said to have a prominent family background, a descendant of a famous family.

At noon in late spring, Chong'an Town was covered with dark clouds and thunder was rolling.

Three or five policemen in soap clothes surrounded the bank of the lower section of the Anjiang River, and four policemen on two black-covered boats on the river were searching and catching.Paper money floated sporadically on the surface of the water, floating with the waves.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and thunder exploded.The awning boat hurriedly docked, and the arresters quickly finished their work and left in a hurry.

In Russia, the day was like night, with thunder and lightning, and heavy rain.

The shops facing the street in Chong'an Town have long been closed, the stalls have disappeared, and there is only mist on the street.

"Knock, knock..." There was a hasty knock on the door of the Zhou Mansion.

"Squeak..." With a muffled sound, the door of the Zhou Mansion slowly opened, and the one-year-old woman leaned out.A gust of cold wind hit the face, the old woman couldn't help shivering, and said confusedly: "Who is it?" Her face was dry like an orange peel, her eyes were dull.

It turned out to be the old lady, the chief cook of the Zhou Mansion.Because of his old age and blindness, and having no relatives or reason, he stayed in Zhou Mansion for the elderly.

"Grandma..."

"Boom..." Menlei exploded one after another, and the old woman fell to the ground, her face full of horror.

Lu Qingtang clung to the door knocker and trembled, her face was white and her lips were black, her long hair was loose, and she was drenched and dripping water.At first glance, it was the water ghost in green clothes climbing up the door, terrifying and frightening.

"Grandma, it's Qingtang." Lu Qingtang shouted tremblingly, raised his sleeve to wipe the rain on his face, and stepped into the door.

"It's Young Master Lu?" The old lady asked tremblingly, she moved back in horror, and water trickled in from the ground, "Young Master Lu is back?"

"Yes, grandma, why are you hurt?" Lu Qingtang said urgently, "I'll help you grow old." After speaking, he bowed to help you.

"It's all right! Grandma is all right..." The old lady hurriedly turned over and struggled to get up, still in shock, said: "Where did Master Lu come from?"

Lu Qingtang picked up his robe and wrung the water, said: "I went to Qingling Taoist Temple yesterday, and I met..." After a while, he frowned and said: "I was delayed on the road, and I only returned at this time. I don't know if Madam is to blame. ?”

"Oh..." The old woman nodded, her expression blank.After a pause, he asked again in a whisper: "What is Young Master Lu thinking about?"

Lu Qingtang raised her eyes and smiled, and said, "Grandma, go ahead, the lady is still waiting for my reply."

The old granny was surprised, the corners of her mouth twitched and said: "The house was packed yesterday, and we set off early in the morning."

"Departure?" Lu Qingtang exclaimed in shock, her face pale.

The old woman nodded and sighed: "The Zhou family moved to Da Furen's natal Jingzhou, and went to the ferry early in the morning."

"How could this be? How could this be...?" Lu Qingtang staggered and helped the door, his face pale.

The day before yesterday, the eldest lady and the second lady went to the Qingling Temple outside the city by themselves, and took a deposit. They said that this object was placed in the Taoist temple before her death, and it was extremely important to protect Lord Zhou's prosperity and Chang'an.But now that the wooden box has been retrieved, the Zhou Mansion is empty.

"Grandma, do you know which direction to go?"

"It's Anjiang Grand Ferry."

"Anjiang Grand Ferry? Okay...ok..." Lu Qingtang took out three bank notes from her bosom and stuffed them into the old woman's hand, saying, "You keep these, you should take care of them by yourself, and Qingtang is leaving too." After speaking, he plunged into the wind and rain.

"Young Master Lu is a kind-hearted man, and the heavens are merciful. I hope this will come true, and I will never look back." The gate of the Zhou Mansion closed slowly, and the old voice disappeared through the gate.

"Jie Jie Jie..." Suddenly there was a strange laugh from the gate, and the two white gauze lanterns hanging high above the gate were shaking in the wind and rain.Before long, it went out.

The wind was blowing and the rain was pouring.

"Changfeng...Changfeng...you wait for me." The young man in Tsing Yi fell to the ground several times, but struggled to get up and move forward.Finally, Lu Qingtang arrived at the Anjiang Grand Ferry.

"No...Changfeng...Changfeng...how could you bear to let go of Qingtang! Changfeng..." Lu Qingtang yelled heartbreakingly, and fell down on the stone steps of the ferry, crying bitterly.

At the Anjiang Ferry, it was raining heavily, the mist was vast, and there was no one there.

"Changfeng...drunk with you, to the end of life and death...Changfeng...how could you give up Qingtang! I don't believe it...I don't believe it!" The cry was mournful and desperate.

"Changfeng... Changfeng..."

There was thunder and torrential rain.At the Anjiang Ferry, the youth in Tsing Yi fell down on the ground, and the Tsing Yi was so light that it was about to melt into the misty rain and fog.

On a spring night after the rain, Chong'an Town was cold and quiet. Only the four inns on the street were lit and their doors were open to welcome guests. There were only a few pedestrians on the street.

Outside the gate of the Zhou mansion, the old lady stood on the steps holding a bamboo basket, bowing her head in compassion.The middle-aged man dressed as a policeman in soap clothes in front of him sighed: "Grandma, the two masters of the Zhou family usually treat me well. This time when such a major event happened to the Zhou family, I, Wang Dahammer, should do my best to help. Your old man usually has If you need it, just find it, or ask someone to send me a message." While speaking, he touched some broken silver from his bosom and stuffed it into the old woman's hand, and continued: "You take these first, I will be free in a few days Come visit you again."

"This... this..." The old woman refused, "How can this happen?"

Wang Dachui pressed the broken silver into the old granny's hand, and said: "Grandma, you keep it, I..." Suddenly felt a cold wind blowing, Wang Dachui couldn't help shivering, rubbed his arms, and said with a smile: "Grandma , It's windy outside the house, you come in, I should go back to the yamen, you take good care of yourself." After speaking, he gathered his cloak and left in a hurry.

Lu Qingtang returned to the Zhou Mansion like a wandering soul, her eyes glazed over, her face pale and her lips purple.Suddenly, Lu Qingtang leaned against the wall and bowed, coughing lightly.

"Who? Who's there?" The old lady shouted tremblingly, holding the basket and carefully groping forward, tentatively asking: "Master Lu? But Master Lu? Why are you back again?"

Lu Qingtang burst into tears immediately, and said hoarsely: "Grandma, I can't find the second master, I can't find the second master..." Bending down, he coughed again, panted, and cried: "But grandma remembered the wrong direction. ?”

"This..." The old lady looked embarrassed and at a loss.Just as she was opening her mouth, she only heard a series of "bang bang", the old woman hurriedly put down the bamboo basket, squatted down and groped all over the ground, and said anxiously: "Master Lu, Master Lu, what's the matter?" Turning over the bamboo basket, joss sticks, pork pieces, and porcelain bowls rolled out.

"It's nothing...it's nothing..." Lu Qingtang hurriedly stepped forward to help the old lady up, turned around and covered her lips with a cough, and it took a long time before she calmed down and said, "I accidentally dropped the wooden box just now, I'm fine. "Put the letter into his arms, tears streaming down his face.

Lu Qingtang picked up the silver ingots that had fallen to the ground and put them in the wooden box, put the wooden box in the bamboo basket and handed it to the old woman, saying: "Grandma, you have put these away in case you need them in case of emergencies." Turning around, staggering Staggered away.

The old lady listened to the movement with wide eyes and ears, sighed, touched a large piece of bright red pork in the bamboo basket, weighed it, and smiled on her old face with dried orange peel.

Suddenly, a group of red shadows jumped over and swept away the bamboo basket.There was a burst of weird laughter, "Eat... eat meat..." In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the night.

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Long wind.

The sky was slightly white, and the Anjiang River was calm.On the open space in front of the abandoned and dilapidated water temple in the upper section of the river, a simple altar was set up, and a man in a gray cloak was opening the altar.

In the center of the table, the ball-shaped object wrapped in the yellow sermon robe is covered with talismans, slightly undulating, like a living thing.

The man in gray picked up three bowls of black blood and poured them on the yellow cloth one after another.All of a sudden, the sky became gloomy, the wind blew up and the clouds moved, and the dark air on the river surged up.

The man in gray quickly folded a paper boat about the size of a foot with talisman paper, pasted the talisman on it, and then picked up the yellow cloth ball and put it in the paper boat, and the paper boat did not sink in the river.

Suddenly there was a ghost howling on the surface of the river, and the river swirled.

The man in gray held a mahogany sword and uttered curses.The sword points to the center of the river, and the paper boat suddenly breaks through the waves like a flying arrow and rushes forward.

In an instant, all the ghosts howled on the river surface, and the momentum was turbulent.A vortex the size of a bowl suddenly gushed out from the center of the river. In the blink of an eye, it was like the mouth of a well. It was spinning rapidly, and the dark air was surging. A ghost poked its head out, its hair disheveled, and it was about to jump out.

The paper boat jumped into the vortex, the talisman ignited spontaneously, the paper boat sank into the vortex, the cries of the ghosts stopped abruptly, and the vortex collapsed and disappeared.

A round of red sun climbed out of the water, and in an instant, the golden light was shining, and the river surface was shimmering with golden light, and the Anjiang River returned to calm.

The man in gray fell down on the grass, rested for a while, tidied up hastily, and left in a hurry.