The Devil is My White Moonlight

When the two heard this, they knew that their identities had been seen through by the other party.The two of them looked at each other and smiled, turning around together.

The peasant woman stepped forward with a smile, and led the two of them out of the big house, walking through the streets of the city.

The street was quiet again.Gu Qingqiao couldn't help thinking about the situation in the evening. At that time, after a day's rest, the children had no scars, and regained their innocence and vitality.

"You are the city lord, right?" Mu Xiyun asked.

The peasant woman smiled and nodded, "What do you think of my city?"

Mu Xiyun pondered: "You gave these poor children a home, but..."

The city lord raised his eyebrows, "What do you think is wrong?"

Mu Xiyun said: "I have some immature inferences, I don't know if they are right."

"Oh?" The city lord said, "Tell me about it."

Mu Xiyun looked at the direction in which the children entered the city just now, "Those children were all trafficked, transported here, and lost their lives. It is said that souls that die unjustly will not be reincarnated if they have concerns or resentment in their hearts. Instead, they wander around the place where they died. These abducted children have been tortured at a young age. The confusion in their hearts and the concern for their relatives make them experience the pain of the day of death over and over again. Time stands still on them forward."

"Yes, those poor children, both in life and after death, are so miserable."

The city lord stood in front of a small courtyard, and a seven or eight-year-old child came out to greet him. The two had very similar noses and eyes.The child called affectionately: "Mom!"

Holding the child's shoulders and rubbing the top of his hair, the city lord said to the two: "Come in and have a seat." After a pause, she smiled again: "You don't need to pretend anymore."

They pretended to enter the city but were seen through, and the two were a little embarrassed.

Gu Qingqiao fetched a basin of water, poured some medicinal powder into it, and gave it to Mu Xiyun to wash her face.After washing, all the pretense was gone, revealing Xianjun's beautiful and gentle face again.

Gu Qingqiao took out a bottle of reduction pill.Since he suffered a loss last time, he carefully asked Mo Yan to prescribe some medicine for him, so as to avoid the embarrassment of not being able to return to his original state.

After a while, the two changed into their daily clothes and sat in the main room drinking tea.

The city lord looked at the clear and upright figures of the two, and then at the child beside him, and sighed: "If you can grow up, you will probably be ten years older than them."

The child smiled and said sensiblely: "I'm only this old, it's good to be with my mother."

The city lord smiled and said slowly: "40 years ago, I was just a peasant girl named Wen Niang."

Like tens of thousands of ordinary peasant girls, Wen Niang stayed at home to help her parents and take care of her younger siblings. At the age of 16, she married a farmer in a neighboring village. A year later, she gave birth to a boy named Xiaojie.

If there was no plague, Wen Niang would be like most women in the world, taking care of her husband and raising her children, and spending her life peacefully.

Unfortunately, fate did not allow her to do so.

When a plague hit, her husband, her mother's parents and brothers all died of illness in the plague, and only Wenniang and her children barely survived.

Most of the land in the village is barren. Wen Niang has to work in the fields during the day and spins and weaves at home at night.She has worked so hard to bring the child up to the age of eight, and can help herself with some small jobs. She finally feels that there is some hope in life.

She will never forget that day.

I came back from a hard day in the field, but I didn't see the child coming forward to greet me.Wen Niang called a few times but there was no response, she was already in a panic, and when she opened the door, her vision was even darker.

The items in the hut were turned upside down, and the only few valuable items had long since disappeared. At the same time, eight-year-old Xiaojie also disappeared.

She spent the night calling in the village, and fell ill in bed the next day.

Lizheng's daughter-in-law from the village came to visit and told her that a few outsiders came to the village yesterday, and Xiaojie might have been taken away by those people.

The women in the village came to comfort her, and they all advised her to think about it, to look for opportunities to find someone to marry again, and to have a family again.But who doesn't understand how difficult her life will be in the future?

Without giving those people a chance to sigh, Wen Niang disappeared that night.

With a few changes of clothes and the little money left, she dragged her sick body and embarked on the long road to find her son.

Walking through mountains and rivers, crossing rivers, doing laundry and mending for people along the way.This woman named Wen Niang traveled all the way to inquire, and almost traveled all over the Central Plains.

That day, she lost her way in the mountains, and the cold rain in winter made her have a high fever.Walking around in the mountains with her eyes almost half closed, she saw the city in a daze.

Sitting outside the city wall, she heard the cry of a child.

That cry gave her strength. She begged the soldiers guarding the city to go in and find her child, but how could anyone sympathize with a peasant woman with no money or good looks?

Day after day of begging was of no avail, and year after year of crying made her blind.One day, she realized that she had left her body, and a voice said to him, go, reincarnate, your misery is over.

"I haven't found the child yet, how can it be over?" She walked towards the city without looking back, but the soldiers guarding the city couldn't see her. scene.

like hell.

Carload after cartloads of children were transported here, and locked up in the pavilion one by one.The children's hands and feet were covered with horizontal wounds. These people went to take the children's blood every day and put it into the alchemy furnace.

She couldn't understand what they were doing, but she watched one child after another die from blood loss and be abandoned outside the city.

Year after year has passed, and the bones outside the city have piled up into mountains.

Every year, mothers come looking for their sons, just like her, unable to enter the city gate, and die in depression.

Year after year, the souls of the mothers were unwilling to leave, wandering together in and out of the city in a daze.

One day, a child escaped from the attic.The small body trembled, and ran desperately towards the city gate.But how can a thin and weak child be against a strong adult?

The big man who was chasing him and the soldiers guarding the city laughed, and they drove him around like a cat teasing a mouse. In the end, the child who was too weak to run was picked on the point of the gun.

"Mom!" The child screamed before dying.

The souls of the mothers were shaken by that cry, and the silent weeping blood of the souls suddenly turned into a heart-piercing call.The strong wind howled past, and the raging fire swept across the city, and everyone in the city was immediately burnt to the bone.

A strong light flashed, and the city lord gradually took shape in the scorched ruins.She is Wen Niang, and also all those missing mothers.

"Yes, I'm not a human being, just a vengeful spirit, the vengeful spirit of hundreds of mothers who lost their children." The city lord sighed.

"Later, I rebuilt this city and took in the souls of countless children. The strange thing is that the souls of little ghosts kept coming here. These children all had similar experiences, being loaded in carts, and taking blood to make alchemy. These little ghosts are obsessed with If it is too deep, the scene of being sold for blood will be repeated over and over again, and I will wake them up from the nightmare over and over again." The city lord smiled bitterly: "Although there is only one happy day, this is what I can give All of them."

"Where are those demons and women who entered the city?" Mu Xiyun asked.

"You mean those foxes and wild boars? They're just monsters from the nearby mountains. They didn't do any evil, so I asked them to come to the city to help. As for those women..."

The city lord looked up at them, "After all, I am a resentful spirit, unable to cultivate and transform. My strength comes from the obsession of mothers. So I will take in mothers who are looking for children. If they are willing to join me, they can join me. Stay with my children in the city, if you don’t want to, I will erase their memory and let them go.”

In the big house in the morning, the one with a clear face is the woman who dedicated her soul to the city lord, and the black shadows are phantoms in the city.

"Forgive me," Mu Xiyun murmured, "there are so many souls of young children in the city. You open the mountain every five years, and each time you find five women to meet the young children. Human life is so short, you can't do it like this." Transmute the souls of all children."

"Alas," the city lord sighed, "Why didn't I know? One year after rebuilding the mountain city, my Xiaojie has been found, and my obsession has disappeared. If I am willing to give up my demon body, I still have a chance to be reincarnated. However, after that Not long after, an expert came here."

"An expert?" Gu Qingqiao asked, "What kind of an expert?"

"Looking at the appearance, he is about 50 years old," the city lord recalled: "The white robe on his body is similar to that of this fairy. By the way, he also has a sword engraved with cloud patterns."

Could it be that the white robe and cloud patterns are from Moyun Mountain?

At that time, the resentful spirit was still a little ignorant. He only knew how to appease the children's souls, but did not hide his whereabouts.

The man possessed magic power and went straight into the city.After also experiencing the scene in the early morning, he approached the city lord.

In those few years, the city lord hadn't accepted the mothers who were looking for children to enter the city. He only planned to use up the power of obsession in his body, and then took the children to die together.

Consoling Tong Ling day after day almost exhausted her thoughts.That day, Wen Niang had almost lost all her strength after the exhaustion of the morning, and she lay weakly on the bed.But I thought in my heart that I was about to be freed, maybe in a day or two, I could leave.

The man broke into the city lord's house directly.Facing the panicked Xiaojie, he just smiled and stepped forward to inject a piece of spiritual power into Wenniang.

Wen Niang, who had regained some strength, told him her story and expressed her desire to die.

After pondering for a while, the man said, "I know that your life has been miserable, and it is a blessing to be able to find your own child. It is only natural to want to end this. But, have you ever thought that the more than a hundred people in you Mother, most of them found their children here, but why does the scene in the morning still persist? Why do children’s souls still come to your city continuously? If the city was destroyed, the use of children to donate blood and make alchemy has been banned. Stop it, in the past ten years, you should be able to convert most of the children."

"You mean...?" A thought came to her mind, and Wen Niang shivered.

"The alchemists haven't stopped, they are still killing children."

Why are some people so cruel?Wen Niang looked at Xiao Jie sadly, when will all this stop?

"I am also investigating this matter, but there is no result yet." The man said: "If you still want to do something for these children, please keep this mountain city alive, someone must tell the world what happened here. "

"How long...?" Wen Niang asked.

"I don't know how long it will take," the man said, "I will continue to investigate this matter. We have made an appointment for 20 years. If you haven't found out the truth by then, you don't have to wait any longer. How about it?"

Wen Niang turned to look at the two of them, and said: "I agreed to his 20-year agreement. He set up a magic circle for me to hide the mountain city, and asked me to continuously incorporate the soul of Xunzi's mother into myself to maintain the magic power."

"Continuously merged?" Gu Qingqiao asked doubtfully.

"Yes," the city lord said: "The expert said that if you want to convert more child spirits, you need to incorporate more resentful female ghosts. I have indeed done this for several years, but life is so heavy, and among them I can’t bear all the karma. So I set a rule of opening the mountain once every five years, and arranged for those little foxes to find people to come in every time the city opened. I just want to use the smallest sacrifice to maintain the city The presence."

The city lord sighed lowly: "When the city is opened every five years, there will always be one or two of the five mothers staying. This is how I can persist for so long. In the past 20 years, I have also received several immortal cultivators and told them about this place. stories, but there was no news after they left.”

I don't know whether it was due to incompetence, or that the matter was not credible, those people never came back, and it is not known whether anyone is still investigating the matter.

"Let's go," the city lord seemed a little tired, "the guards at the gate will let you out. I hope you can continue to pursue the truth."

Walking out of the small courtyard of the city lord, the two walked towards the city gate while recalling what they saw and said in the morning.Mu Xiyun sighed: "Speaking of which, this city lord is also a pitiful person. However, this city's resentful spirits and mountain's evil spirit have not attracted the attention of the world of cultivating immortals. It is really unbelievable."

Gu Qingqiao continued: "I also think there is something wrong with it. Although the purpose of that expert's suggestion to the city lord is noble, the means are incomprehensible. If you want the world to understand, just invite the masters of the various immortal sects directly. Yes, why secretly maintain the existence of the mountain city? Moreover, the resentful spirit absorbs the soul and merges into itself, not only is the karma unbearable, but even if she gives up the demon body in the future, she will not be able to enter reincarnation again."

"There are many doubts here. If we leave like this, I am afraid we will never have a chance to come back."

The two slowed down.

Suddenly, the enchantment around the mountain city flashed, and the sky seemed to be split open.Mu Xiyun raised her head abruptly, and over the mountain city, a cloud of black clouds came quickly.