The Prequel of Baolian Lantern Konghouyin

Cun Xin's eyes widened. She had only heard of drinking Mengpo soup on Huangquan Road, but never heard of taking off her clothes.She covered her neckline with one bare hand, and pouted, "Why do you want to take off your clothes? I'm not dead!"

The old man frowned, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes. He looked Cun Xin up and down and said: "Who am I? Who are you, when you come under my collar tree, you have to take off your clothes and hang the branches, and you have to confess the sins of your previous life before you leave."

Cun was in a hurry, she tied her hair and was taught by herself, and she could only undress in front of her mother and husband. Although there was Yang Jian in front of her, there was an old man she had never met on the shore, and there was an old man she had never met on the shore. In Yu Sinian, there are countless water ghosts underwater, how can they take off their clothes under the watchful eyes of all these people?She was about to get up to argue again, when "Yang Jian" at the bow said loudly: "Xuanyi Weng, the third princess is a living soul, she didn't come here to be judged, she has to go back to the world."

The Xuan Yiweng waved his hand and said: "Zhenjun, I know that the three princesses have a very close friendship with you, but if I let her go without permission, the superiors will blame me, the little old man will not be able to explain it!"

"Yang Jian" smiled, and said slowly: "Mr. Xuanyi, why are you alone here? Where is Mrs. Duoyi?"

The Xuanyi man clasped his fists and said: "Returning to Zhenjun, the old wife missed the hour due to sleepiness, and was fined to burn in the steamer hell for three months."

Yang Jian lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "Actually, in my opinion, it's not a big sin to be late for a moment. I was just about to tell King Qin Guang that three months seems a little too much..." He stopped , the penny in the hand gently draws circles in the water, quite leisurely.

Only to hear the hanging clothes man hurriedly said: "Master Zhenjun, I didn't intend to make things difficult for the princess. Since the princess is a living soul, please give me any clothes on my body. I will hang it on this tree so that you can go there."

Here "Yang Jian" looked at Cun Xin, Cun Xin thought about it, took off the cloak on his arm and handed it to him, "Yang Jian" picked up the cloak with a penny, flicked it lightly, and the silk yarn flew into the sky like a rainbow He got up, drew an arc in the air, and wrapped around the hanging branches and leaves of the big locust tree.

The old man in Xuanyi said, "Zhenjun is very skillful", bowed and bowed, and spread his palms when he got up. The big locust tree seemed to have eyes, and the branches and leaves creaked. channel.

"Yang Jian" didn't even look at him, he put the penny in his hand into the water, tapped lightly, Cun Xin only felt his feet move, and the boat slid forward. "Yang Jian" stood tall, and lowered his head slightly when passing through the tree hole. When Cunxin passed by, the boat suddenly began to tremble slightly. Quicksilver flowing on black ink.

While Cun Xin was in doubt, he saw "Yang Jian" leaping past him a few steps, standing on the stern of the boat staring at the water surface. Three feet away from the water surface, a black head slowly floated up, and the silver water film slowly slid down, revealing Mottled, phosphorescent hindbrain.It slowly turned around, its empty eyes seemed to be able to look through the body of "Yang Jian" to look at Cun Xin, the head suddenly smiled, the mutilated lips were split, and the white teeth reflected the silver light of the river, Cun Xin couldn't help but slapped cold war.

The dragon girl shrank back involuntarily, her slender fingers tightly grasped the side of the boat, she only felt her fingers were slightly cold, thinking that she had accidentally touched the water surface, when she looked down, she suddenly found a black hand covering her fingers She was so frightened that she flung her hand away as if bitten by a snake. The black hand fell into the air and retreated into the water resentfully, revealing a head in a moment. This head was no worse than the one at the stern. The white bones and eyeballs have long since disappeared, and there seems to be a small red snake swimming back and forth between the earhole and the eye socket. When Cun Xin saw it, he almost vomited it out.

At this time, more and more heads were exposed on the water, some were laughing, some were weeping bitterly, all the sounds converged in one place, hitting the cliffs on both sides of the river bank, shaking the whole river with echoes buzzing.

The hanging clothes man seemed not surprised, he poked a twig from the locust tree, picked his teeth leisurely and said: "Don't be afraid, these are all unjust ghosts who have no money to cross the river and were thrown into the water. This collar tree, over there is Lord Qin Guang's official hall, and the souls with half merits and demerits will be sent to reincarnation on the spot." The old man flicked the branches and said: "These ghosts are trapped in the river forever Not to be reincarnated, seeing you pass by, I'm naturally jealous."

He was relaxed over there, but the evil spirits in the river here couldn't wait any longer. Two impatient ones had jumped out of the water, with their bony toes a little above the water, one flew towards "Yang Jian", and the other flew straight at Cun Xin.

"Yang Jian" flashed backwards, a big roc spread its wings and soared into the air, letting go of the oncoming ghost, a silver light flashed in its hand, and the seven-foot penny had turned into a three-pointed two-edged knife, and it was slashing in the air. On Cun Xin's black hand, there was only a click sound, and the ghost's arm was broken. "Yang Jian" was falling, the long knife in his hand touched lightly on the board of the boat, and bounced up like a kite turning over, the long knife pulled a Tachibana and stabbed straight at Cun Xin, Cun Xin dodged back, the point of the knife brushed past her "Yang Jian" flipped his wrist, picked up the ghost and threw it towards the stern, hitting the evil ghost at the stern, and threw the two ghosts into the water together.

"Yang Jian" landed on both feet, and the tail of the three-pointed and two-edged knife was heavily pierce on the board of the boat. The water waves at the bottom of the boat shook violently, and a ring of silver light spread with the air waves, like wildfire starting a prairie fire. At the same time, the ghosts were dismantled and scattered, and the messy bone sticks were thrown into the air, fell into the water, and sank one after another.

The man in hanging clothes on the bank was still dumbfounded, unknowingly the branch in his hand fell to the ground, but "Yang Jian" only gave him a cold look, turned around and turned his knife into a pole, and went straight to punting the boat.

Cun Xin didn't wake up until he passed through the tree hole, looked at "Yang Jian" for a moment, and asked, "Are you really just Yang Jian's soul? He even asked you to bring a three-pointed two-edged sword!" "

"Yang Jian" didn't answer, he picked up the penny and pointed to the front, saying: "This is the first hall." He inserted the penny into the crevice of the pebbles on the shore, and with a little force, he stabilized the boat, and Cun Xin stood up, holding the Skirt walked ashore.She turned around and saw that "Yang Jian" hadn't followed, and asked in surprise, "Aren't you coming?"

"Yang Jian" smiled: "I just sent you here, and then went back to the blood pool." His figure gradually became transparent, including the boat under his feet, slowly disappeared into the void, and Cun Xin only heard his voice in the air. Echoed on the river: "You are good at cherishing yourself..."

For some reason, the dragon girl felt empty.Just now when the ghosts were besieged under the locust tree, although Cun Xin was frightened, she was not afraid. She knew that Yang Jian would protect her no matter what, just like those years in Guankou, no matter how long Yang Jian went out, how breathless he was when he left, Cun Xin We all know he will come back eventually.

When Yang Jian entered the door, he might be covered in cold air with a few snowflakes on his shoulders, or he might be surrounded by a group of hot brothers and knock some pheasants and wild boars on the ground, but as long as Cun Xin stepped forward , offer a cup of flat water drops, the person will take the tea with one hand, gently brush her fingertips with his fingertips, there will always be a smile in his eyes and lips, and all the coldness that has gone away in an instant disappears Xue Jie, even the stiff back looks cute in the memory.Finally one day, it was Yang Jian who looked at Cun Xin's back and staggered out of the gate of Yang Mansion.That was the first time and the last time.

"Third princess?" Yu Sinian's voice pulled Cun Xin out of her memories. When she looked up, she saw a hall with nine couplets not far away, with flying eaves and brackets, exquisite and warped, standing on a white jade stone foundation. The door in the hall is wide open, brightly lit, and there are countless ghosts and slaves shuttling back and forth inside, some holding scrolls in their hands, some writing quickly with a pen, some leading offenders, or yelling at them loudly.Sitting on top of the dandelion is a man with a white face and long beard, wearing a nine-string crown, squinting his eyes slightly, holding a silk scroll and reading it carefully. It is King Qin Guang.He put down the scroll, looked at the person in the hall, and said in a deep voice: "Come on, take him to look in the evil mirror."