The bright moon sits on the ground

After the rain, the sun shines, everything is clean, the dead branches and leaves are all over the place, and the oriole sings, which is mellow and moving.

Nie Qiu found his large long robe from the pile of clothes, wrapped it around his body, got out of bed barefoot, stepped on the soft and fluffy cashmere carpet, and pushed open the door so that the dew outside the window could follow the morning light. spread into the room.

He pulled the skirt of his clothes, leaned sideways by the door, looked at it for a while, and then reached out to catch the precarious drop of water on the beam.

The water drops fell into his hands, splashed small splashes, and soon became docile, like a small pond, curled up between the dense lines in the palm, full, reflecting a clear and warm light.

Nie Qiu stared at the drop of water for a while, unconsciously a smile appeared on his lips.

He thought, what the world calls "just right" is probably about this time.

There is shallow breathing in the room, and the courtyard is quiet. There are occasional birdsong, but there is no unnecessary sound.

It is very suitable to let the time stay in this moment forever.

However, when the spring finally returns, this rare peace and comfort is broken not long after.

The cold and damp wind blows over the flowers on the branches of a tree, startling the oriole hiding in the dark, flapping its wings and going away.

Nie Qiu turned his wrist over, letting the water droplets in his palm flow down from between his fingers, and gently shook the cuffs open, and the cold wind entered along his wrist, blowing past the imprint of Sanhuyue , tightly attached to the surface of the copper bell.

If it wasn't for the sudden tremor of the Bu family's copper bell, he wouldn't have left Fang Qisheng's side so early.

Nie Qiu sighed in his heart and asked, "How?"

The distance from the main rudder of the Demon Cult to the Fengxue Mountain Range is not that close, but to the soul, it is only a moment.

However, wasting took five full days.

Xu Hua didn't respond to him immediately, but was silent for a long time, and then he murmured an explanation as if waking up from a dream: "I came back late because something happened to the Bu family... so I was delayed on the way."

Its voice was completely different from what Nie Qiu heard last time. It was not hoarse and deep, but sharp and intermittent, as if its throat had been torn open and then sewn up again, showing unnaturalness everywhere.

Nie Qiu's heart sank heavily, he couldn't breathe under the weight, and asked, "What happened to the Bu family?"

"You should know." Xuxu's voice was piercing and shrill, but his tone was full of exhaustion that couldn't be hidden. It is impossible for people with the technique of exorcising ghosts to find the way. This formation was set up by me and the ancestors of the Bu family together to escape from the world and keep the Bu family from being disturbed by treacherous people."

It said: "Now, the formation is broken."

At first, a woodcutter discovered it first.

There is a mansion, propped up by a few huge wooden stakes nailed in the rushing river, standing quietly on the water between two mountain peaks.

As the night approached, the silent and dark mansion became even more strange. There was a gust of evil wind all around. It was clearly a hot season, but the wind was as biting as the new wind in the depths of the desert, whistling and rushing, no different from crying and laughing.

He was so frightened that he didn't even have time to pick up the firewood scattered on the ground, so he turned around and ran away.

The Fengxue Mountain Range is not flat, it is steep, so the woodcutter stumbled along the way and stumbled a few times when he was stumbled by a tree root growing out of the ground. Strange things that were used to scare people in the middle of the night, such as the living dead, evil ways, and divine cauldrons, all rushed out, frightening him so much that he almost fainted.

But he gritted his teeth after all, and escaped from the Fengxue Mountains holding his breath.

There are few people around the mountains, and the only place with vitality is a small village. The woodcutter wanted to go there to rest, but before he reached the entrance of the village, he remembered that the rumors of the living dead all came from here, so he dared not go there for a while. Walking in, it took several days to hunt and eat wild fruits all the way, and walked back to Qingchang Town on two legs abruptly.

When the woodcutter woke up from the coma, he was already in the government office, and the Yamen's catcher was frowning at his wound.

He seemed to have seen the savior, and held the hands of those officials tightly, and with a trembling voice, he told the whole story of the matter, and at the end, he told the people in Qingchang Town who were panicked by the incident of the living dead. The scene was repeated.

The officials have also heard about it. Many people have reported to the officials before, but because they can't find the "living dead" they call, the Shendingmen have no trace, and they are evil ways. There was a delay.

Now, the woodcutter said that he saw with his own eyes that the lair of the disciples of the Divine Cauldron Sect was set up in the Fengxue Mountain Range.

Whether it was a fantasy or not, this honest and upright official decided to ask a few policemen to follow him to have a look.

After receiving the news brought back by the police officers, the senior officials slapped a gavel on the table, made a decisive decision, and sent additional manpower to find a way to clean up the weird mansion, so as not to prevent the people around So uneasy.

The Fengxue Mountain Range is far away from Qingchang Town, and has never been under the jurisdiction of anyone, so he is meddling in his own business.

His idea is also very simple, the place where the mansion is located is dangerous, not to mention whether it is dangerous to live in it, but if the mansion falls apart one day, the fallen wooden beams and pillars will flow down the river, Below is a high-hanging waterfall. If it blocks the water source, makes the downstream dry up, or hurts the passers-by, it is not a good thing.

In short, the high officials just made an important decision.

The long rope boards were all ready, and on the day when the mansion was to be demolished, under the watchful eyes of everyone, everyone saw that there was a gap in the impenetrable black mansion like a rock, and the wall panels hung down, revealing the decaying scene inside .

The girl in plain white clothes stood there quietly, one eye was deep black, the other eye was light brown, half of her face was darker, as if it had been filled in again, it was very weird People feel uncomfortable when they see it.

Perhaps because she was not used to facing so many people, she narrowed her eyes and asked, "What are you going to do?"

You are evil.

You have too many lives on your shoulders.

Good and evil are rewarded, and now it's your turn to atone.

She said, not me, I never killed anyone.

The corpses have been found under the waterfall, you didn't clean them up.

There is also a furnace tripod, the smell of corpse oil inside cannot be washed away.

step family?Didn't they all disappear decades ago?

You say it's not you, who is that?If you are really a descendant of the Bu family, it should be easy to know these things, right?

So she remained silent for a long time, and when she opened her mouth again, her voice stopped shaking and she said calmly, it was me.

"I have an elder sister named Bu Chenyuan, who is the daughter of the head of the Bu family; I have an elder brother named Bu Chenyuan, who is the son of the head of the Bu family. As for me, I was picked up by the gatekeepers, they don't know I am a descendant of the Divine Cauldron Sect."

The officer was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect her to admit it like that, and was about to speak, when someone beside him suddenly grabbed him.

Turning his head, he saw an old man with cloudy eyes, deep eye sockets, skinny as a stick, but the strength in his hands was not light, and the official's arm was tightly imprisoned like shackles. The words he said were not directed at him, but towards the woman.

"You don't have to bear sins that don't belong to you."

he hissed.

No one listened to these words.

Because soon, he let go of his hand, hidden in the crowd, and disappeared.

No one noticed that he seemed to be held by something. The breeze supported his knees, the fallen leaves covered his lips and tongue, and the skirt locked the words in his throat that he hadn't had time to say. With a gentle and decisive gesture, made him withdraw.

The quiet girl lowered her eyelids, covering the twinkling light in her pupils, and did not look at the old man again.

Give me a little more time, she begged, I'll be leaving soon, so at least let me stay here for now.

The official didn't understand, he just wanted to arrest the people in the mansion back to the Yamen for interrogation, right or wrong, he would know why she was in such pain, as if this mansion was not made of wood, but was made of her flesh and blood pieced together.

Seeing that the sun was setting low, the temperature in the mountains gradually became colder, and the sound of the wind was weird and chaotic, just like what the woodcutter had said before. Come here and go back to Qingchang Town with us, we will definitely find out the truth of the matter, and promise to give you justice, okay?"

They couldn't believe her. After all, she might be a disciple of the Divine Cauldron Sect. What if she let her go.

The official sent the next best thing, slowed down his voice and asked, "What's your name?"

She did not answer.

The wind became frenzied and almost swept people away, and the officer suddenly felt that it was because her emotions were on the verge of collapse.

Not only the wind, but also the howling of ferocious beasts, strange cries and laughter, all poured into their ears.

After a stalemate for a long time, the officials had no choice but to take all the arresters back, planning to wait until the daytime to come again, and then make plans to see how to deal with the mansion.

The crowd faded away, leaving only the moonlight.

Xuxu arrived at Fengxue Mountain Range at this time.

There was drizzle in the mountains, and the sky was foggy. Bu Chenrong sat on the long board with his feet dangling in the air. Below was the rushing river, and there was a soft little ball nestled next to it—exuding a familiar atmosphere , Xu Hua took a closer look, and it really was the little mute who was born with a very negative physique.It's not time to call him little mute now, Bu Chenrong named him Bu Chen'an.

The Fengxue Mountain Range is always cold, so Bu Chenrong wrapped Bu Chen'an in a thick quilt, making him look like a dumpling, and the hanging quilt horns were like a long tail, swaying in the air.

All the ghosts gathered around the two of them like a barrier, and the thick and cold aura on their bodies drove away the ghosts who passed by and had evil thoughts. It makes a way.

"Uncle Xuxu, are you back?" Bu Chenrong called out.

She has always known how to please people, thinking in vain, she has called out like this since a long time ago, and it responded like that.

"Is it because of what happened to Nie Qiu that you returned to Bu's house at this time?"

Xuanputang, Baixuan.As soon as Xu Hua read these words in his heart, he felt that his consciousness collapsed for a moment, so he quickly gathered his energy to prevent his soul from collapsing, and he didn't say it a second time. He just told Bu Chenrong that he must not mention it casually. These few words.

Bu Chenrong listened without saying anything, and looked into the distance without blinking.

Rain fell in succession, and the mountains were smudged into water stains, which melted in her eyes, no different from tears, they were all clear and heavy.

In the next few days, Xu Hua tried his best to repair the formation, and he didn't know if it was not as strong as before, or because of other reasons. In short, the formation was patched up, but it didn't last long after all. dissipated.

Xu Hua suggested, otherwise, it would go to Xiayan City to look for Tan Rongchong, the Qin family is powerful and can always settle the matter.

But Bu Chenrong just shook his head, counted with his fingers, and said: "I will solve this matter, don't bother uncle. As for Mr. Tan, there is something wrong with him, he is in a dilemma, so don't do it at this time Go trouble him again."

"Finally, I want you to say something to Nie Qiu."

She said: "Rebirth occurs in spring, withering occurs in autumn, the moon waxes and wanes, and the torrent also ebbs and flows. Everything has a trace to follow. Nothing appears for no reason, and nothing disappears for no reason. So he Don't worry too much about that, but..."

Nie Qiu leaned against the door, looking at the scene after the rain, recalling the last words Bu Chenrong gave him.

"Enjoy the peace at this moment, because things will follow one after another."

The author has something to say: the interval is too long, maybe some cuties can't remember the previous plot.

Just a reminder, the old man is the village chief who runs through the Bujia line.