The Folk Song of the Qingquan Case in the Northern Song Dynasty

Xiang Quan looked at Qian Qing and couldn't help but sneered: "So what? In their teens, the dumb sisters have already started to take care of their 'brothers' alternately. Mr. Xia, you can enter casinos and visit brothels when you are a teenager. What? , you don’t think Shuiyun is someone who can hide secrets?”

"But—" Qianqing opened his mouth, but he couldn't argue.

"She must know the cause and effect. Although this girl is young, she is much braver than her two elder sisters. She knelt down and wept in front of the mute's coffin that day. She probably knew that the mute was killed by her own brother. Such siblings The matter of fratricide... She knows it all, and she has concealed it for so long," said Quan Quan with a wry smile and sighed, "Women... are the last thing in the world to be underestimated."

It was only a few hours before they entered the ancient house.The truth that Xiangquan said not only brought a sense of shock, but also subverted all kinds of concepts in Qianqing's heart.These weird and bizarre things are like the drama jokes he has heard, monsters, secret rooms, villages that cannot get out...but now they really happened, happened in front of his eyes, and happened where he was standing.

Xiangquan let out a breath and said nothing.After a long time, Gan Qing came to his senses, and said slowly: "Although Shui Yun didn't do anything radical, I don't believe you just because you said she was an insider."

Xiang Quan said impatiently: "Do you think that I stun them with drugs just to protect them and prevent them from encountering monsters when they go out?"

Gan Qing was taken aback: "Are you afraid that Shui Yun will come out to stop us?"

"Yes," Xiang Quan held his forehead, "she goes out to practice archery every day. In fact, she shoots down birds. This is the source of meat. Broth is used to dissolve medicine, and raw meat is also necessary. Beasts prefer raw meat. The smell of blood, but the dried meat is not. The winter birds are almost extinct, and once they see a single bird, they will shoot it down. In order to ensure the supply of meat, Shuiyun must often practice archery."

"I remembered when you said that," Ganqing clasped his hands, "That day when the mute had an accident, Heihei and Shuiyun went to the back room to check. At that time, Shuiyun told Heihei not to move, she had to go in first! Because she I'm afraid that the monster is still in the back room, and I'm afraid that there will be traces of the struggle. So she must go in first to see if there is any problem."

Xiang Quan sneered, "You think of a lot of things now, you are really clever."

Qianqing sighed: "Have you thought about how to explain it?"

"Persuasion." Xiang Quan uttered a word, but said nothing, and did not intend to leave the house.Knowing his temperament, Qianqing was always cautious, and didn't know Shuiyun's reaction to this matter, so he didn't dare to go out rashly.

Ganqing said with a bit of contempt: "If you have time to think about how to explain to the little girl, you might as well think about how to get out of the village."

Xiangquan sighed, without even taking a look at it: "There is a way to get out of the village, but the risk is higher. Besides, I don't know how to tell that little girl Shuiyun when I go out. She looks innocent, In fact, it is difficult to deal with, just because she has kept her secret for so long, she is more difficult to deal with than ordinary people."

Xiangquan didn't finish his sentence.Ganqing grabbed Xiangquan by the collar all of a sudden, stared and said, "You think you can leave the village?"

Xiangquan pushed Qianqing away at once, without being angry or annoyed, he said slowly: "Using my method, the whole village may be destroyed. We'd better wait for someone to rescue us. Just stop for a while, the mute is still asleep. "

"You don't tell me anything! I went down, took such a big risk, and almost died, and you are still playing tricks here! I don't want to stay in this village for a moment! I'm going to Bianjing!"

Xiangquan had no expression on his face, he was obviously tired and closed his eyes.

"I don't want to stay, I can climb the mountain by myself."

Gan Qing cursed, "Okay Yi Xiangquan", then kicked open the door and ran out.Xiangquan never expected that Qianqing would kick open the door and go out, seeing that the situation was not good, he also hurried out.

It was dark outside, the sun had set, and the heavy snow stopped early.The last sliver of light has been swallowed by darkness.Ganqing ran on the road, the snow creaked under his feet, and he just felt sad.According to the old days, there must have been smoke rising from the kitchen, Feng Jiuniang shouted loudly for everyone to eat, there would be lights flashing in the hall, dumb children came in with plates, and a few juniors were making noise in the hall.

But all that is gone.

He took two quick steps, intending to run towards the hall.But Xiangquan followed behind him and stopped him.

Hearing the words, Qian Qing stopped immediately.He stopped not because he heard Xiangquan shouting, but because there was a lantern hanging in front of the old house.

"Xiangquan, have you seen the lantern hanging under the house?" Qian Qing's voice was a little hoarse, and he deliberately lowered his voice.

"Shut up." Xiangquan spat out two words, and quietly walked under the lantern in the old house.The lantern was dimly lit, and the flame inside was burning quietly.It's not far from the hall, and the lanterns are always hung, so that people can't see the way when they go to the toilet at night.

Ganqing stared at the lantern obsessively, and whispered: "Xiangquan, this lamp is only lit at night. But...all of them are locked up in the hall. This lamp...who lit it?"

"I don't know, maybe they are all awake. But they can't come out even after waking up, I have clearly ordered them." Xiangquan was a little uneasy.He touched the metal fan at his waist with one hand, and walked around the old house lightly.

Behind the house is a field of snow.Night and snow are a mixture of ink and white, turning into a weird cool color.Shivering from the cold, Qian Qing stepped on the thick snow carefully, step by step, as if stepping on a large cloud, and if he didn't know which foot was missing, he would fall hard from the cloud.

The heavy snow buried Cangshan Mountain, pines and cypresses and villages.God seems to be determined to cover all these stories with heavy snow. The good, the bad, the bizarre and mediocre, are all buried in the ground, and they will never wake up.

Except for the lights of the old house, there was also a little light on the flat and thick snow behind the house.It was a small lantern, behind which was a white coffin.The white snow and the white coffin merged into one, like a weird little mountain bag.

Shuiyun knelt in front of the lamp, facing the white coffin.With her back facing Qianqing and Xiangquan, she looked like an ice sculpture in the snow.Qianqing couldn't see her expression, but he could see the Zhemu bow being carried by Shuiyun, and the quiver on the ground.The quiver is covered with a thin layer of snow, like a light and warm brocade quilt.

The water cloud is thin, as if it is frozen on the ground, and it is closely connected with the land of Wu Village.

"Xiangquan, what's going on," Ganqing lowered his voice, a little panicked, "Look at the thin snow on the quiver, Shuiyun... how long has she been kneeling?"

Xiangquan didn't answer.Just walked forward step by step, walking very steadily.Gan Qing felt that Xiang Quan seemed to hold everything in his hands.

Shuiyun turned her head when she heard the sound, and the Zhemu bow slid across her thin shoulders, looking a little heavy.The faint light illuminated Shui Yun's face, pale and bloodless, as if someone had taken out his soul.The originally clear eyes were bloodshot, as if they had just cried.However, these eyes still carry a bit of bravery and stubbornness, as well as a bit of indifference like winter snow.

Feeling at a loss, look at the footprints around.The footprints of water clouds lead to the highlands in the distance.That is the highest point of the village, with a good view, you can see the whole village.

The Zhemu bow glowed coldly, and at this moment, Qianqing seemed to understand something.

In contrast, Xiang Quan seemed to understand everything.He walked forward slowly and bent down.

"Let's talk in the house." Xiangquan smiled gently, and stretched out his hand to Shuiyun.

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