[Sword Three] Mountain Ghost Ballad

In addition to being a major traffic route connecting the north and the south, Yangzhou is also a famous city that has been talked about by literati throughout the ages. The Yangzhou City located here is as prosperous as the imperial capital Chang'an. It has always been the economic center of the Tang Dynasty. .

Slightly drunk in the afternoon, although the Yangzhou area has already entered winter, but because the month is still early, it has not become as humid and unbearable as in the first month. The warm sunshine is shining, people are coming and going on the streets in the city, and various vendors are shouting and selling. The sound is mixed with the aroma of various delicacies, making Yangzhou City seem as lively as ever, and it has not become deserted due to the arrival of winter.

There was a lot of people on the street, but the private room on the second floor of a restaurant was very quiet at this time. Although there was only one door and window, it seemed to be two worlds from the noisy market outside.

There is a large painting screen in the room, which is painted with a picture of red plums and proud snow. It separates the only carved round table in the room, making it an independent small world. Standing outside the screen are two young women, both Standing quietly at the door with lowered head and brows, performing the duty of guarding the door for their master.

And at the round table blocked by the screen, there are two young people who are not yet young.

One of them, dressed in red and white, with long hair draped over his shoulders, drank from a wine glass in one gulp, looking very relaxed and unrestrained.The other person is in blue clothes and soft armor, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, black hair tied up high, but he hesitates to speak on his heroic face, rubbing the wine glass with slightly callused fingers, showing no intention of drinking.

The long sword that the young man in blue had never left his body in the past was taken off and placed by his side, and the blue tassel of the sword dangled from the side of the sword and swayed slightly, just like the mood of the sword owner at this time.

There were several delicacies on the table, but the plates were neat and unattended, until the dishes gradually lost their temperature and became cold, neither of the two people at the table had any intention of eating chopsticks.

"Why doesn't Maomao eat, but the food doesn't suit your taste?" The young man in red and white robe filled himself with a glass of wine again, and instead of drinking it, he stopped and looked at the people beside him, his stern face remained the same as before , but there was a little concern in his eyes.

The young man in blue shook his head when he heard the words, and said, "I'm fine, but you, brother Yu, don't be so greedy for drinking, eat something to cushion yourself, or you will hurt your spleen and stomach."

"It's okay, it's just a few glasses of wine, it's nothing." The man in red and white robe didn't care much, but finally stopped, put the wine glass in his hand back on the table, and held up a few chopsticks.

At this time, the dishes were already slightly cold, but he ate them without hesitation, and the young man in blue shook his head helplessly.

These two people were Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying who had just returned from Daoxiang Village.

Previously, Chen Yue went back to Daoxiang Village alone in order to solve the mystery of her life experience. Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying rushed to Daoxiang Village one after another because they were worried. Occupied by Yabing soldiers, there are dangers everywhere. Even with the help of Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying, Chen Yue, who is determined to find clues to her life experience, is struggling.

Just as the three of them were about to retreat, a mysterious old man suddenly appeared and brought clues about Chen Yue's life experience. After several considerations, Chen Yue finally decided to leave with the old man, but Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying did not stop her from seeing this. , because both of them guessed the identity of the old man, it was Tang Jian, the previous martial arts leader who had lived in seclusion in Daoxiang Village for many years.

Tang Jian has a deep connection with Chen Yue's ancestors. With this old man around, Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying don't have to worry about Chen Yue's safety anymore, so they left Daoxiang Village after saying goodbye to Chen Yue. Together all the way to Yangzhou.

"I didn't expect that Daoxiang Village would inevitably be involved in disputes between the rivers and lakes in the past so many years, and it is difficult to have a moment of peace."

Mu Xuanying thought of what she saw and heard in Daoxiang Village a few days ago, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, with a bit of regret on her face, "I don't know when I'll be able to go back after leaving Daoxiang Village this time."

Hearing this, Mo Yu glanced at him, picked up another pair of chopsticks and put vegetables on the plate for him, and said calmly: "The current Daoxiang Village is no longer what it used to be. What else can be done."

For Mo Yu, the days in Daoxiang Village were the happiest time in his life. Everything in Daoxiang Village has a special meaning in his heart, because Daoxiang Village used to be the home he longed for in his heart, and the warm memory is even more important. Let him be nostalgic to this day.

It's a pity that people like him may not be happy for long. After so many years, the old people in Daoxiang Village died and scattered. Not so long ago.

Rather than lamenting the past meaninglessly, it is better to cherish what still exists, be happy with your grievances, and comfort this life, so that this trip to the world is not in vain.

After listening to Mo Yu's words, Mu Xuanying didn't answer for a long time, but just lowered her head and ate all the food that the other party had brought for him, then picked up the wine glass and touched her lips to drink it. Taste a touch of sweetness.

He stretched out his hand to hold down Mo Yu's hand that was about to grab the jug, picked up the jug and filled the two porcelain cups on the table, and handed one of the cups back to Mo Yu's hand, watching him take a drink without hesitation. After that, he slowly picked up his cup and drank it.

Mo Yu glanced at Mu Xuanying, and saw that the other party was about to pour wine without saying a word, so he cooperatively raised the glass in his hand, and when the glass was filled, he didn't drink it immediately, but put it back gently. He got on the table and said, "Maomao, you have something on your mind."

Mu Xuanying was taken aback for a moment, neither affirming nor denying, she just drank another glass of wine without saying a word, her face was hesitant to speak.

Mo Yu said: "Between you and me, if there is anything we can't say, why are you so hesitant."

"I..." Mu Xuanying struggled for a moment, and finally turned into a sigh, "Master sent me a letter a few days ago, asking me to go to Luoyang, so I may have to go first, so..."

"It doesn't matter." Mo Yu said lightly: "There are many rebels along the way to Luoyang. I just happen to accompany you for a while, so I can rest assured. It won't be too late to part ways when we reach the outskirts of Luoyang."

Seeing what Mo Yu said, Mu Xuanying nodded in agreement, and said, "Brother Yu, if you have nothing to do now, why don't you go to Luoyang with me?"

Mo Yu paused with the hand holding the wine glass, and said with a strange face: "You must go to Luoyang for the Haoqi League. You asked me, a person from the Valley of the Evil, to go with you. What's the reason for that?"

He doesn't care about these things, but just because he doesn't care doesn't mean that Mu Xuanying doesn't care. Rumors in the world are always the most hurtful people, not to mention that the most indispensable thing in this world is a villain. When they walked together, maybe they would say something nasty.

Mu Xuanying didn't answer Mo Yu's question, but suddenly said: "Brother Yu, leave the Valley of the Evil, as long as you are willing to turn around, it's not too late now."

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, Mo Yu looked at Mu Xuanying quietly, with no expression on his handsome face, and Mu Xuanying looked back at him seriously, without any sign of wavering.

Affected by this atmosphere, the two servants outside the screen seemed to bury their heads lower.

Mo Yu suddenly smiled, and said helplessly, "It's been so many years, why are you still so stubborn." He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it, but didn't mention Mu Xuanying's words just now.

Mu Xuanying persevered and said: "The Valley of the Wicked is the place where all evils are in the world, not a place where ordinary people stay for a long time. I believe Brother Mo Yu, you have a good nature, so why should you be with these wicked people all day long?"

"Oh, the only one in the world who dares to say that I am a kind person is Mao Mao, you fool." Mo Yu sneered, his expression gradually turned cold, and said: "It's a pity that you are not the only one in this world. For those so-called As far as the righteous way of martial arts is concerned, I am not much better than those vicious wolves, tigers and leopards."

Mu Xuanying said: "It's because they don't know you that they think so. As long as there is a chance, I believe Brother Yu, you will be able to clear up the misunderstanding and let them accept you."

Unexpectedly, Mo Yu flatly refused, "I don't have any misunderstandings to explain, and I don't need them to accept me."

"But……"

Mu Xuanying wanted to say something more, but Mo Yu raised the wine glass in his hand to stop him from speaking. In desperation, Mu Xuanying had no choice but to swallow the words, and silently picked up the glass and poured wine with Mo Yu.

After a long while, the two of them quickly drank a jug of wine, but Mo Yu didn't order anyone to come over to refill the wine, and only told Mu Xuanying that they had to hurry, so it was better to drink less.

Although Mu Xuanying could drink well, she was not a drinker, so she immediately agreed with Mo Yu's words, and asked him about his future plans.

Mo Yu didn't shy away from anything, and said directly: "I have something to go back to Fenghua Valley, and then I will go to Chang'an... What, Mao Mao, do you have something else to do?"

Mo Yu saw that Mu Xuanying was hesitating to speak, so he asked outrightly, but he thought in his heart that if the other party still persuaded him to leave the valley, then he would directly find a way to change the topic, after all, he and Mu Xuanying had a hard time Brothers get together, he doesn't want to waste time on meaningless topics.

Seeing Mo Yu's calm expression, Mu Xuanying struggled for a moment, and finally said softly: "A few days ago, I received news about A Miao. She was rescued from Shangyang Palace by people from the Tang Sect a month ago. No surprises, she should have gone back to Tangjiabao with the disciples of the Tang Sect at this time, Brother Mo Yu, don't you...won't you go and see her?"

Mo Yu was taken aback when he heard the words, with an incomprehensible complexion on his face, he closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he recovered his calm and indifferent look, "Since she has returned to the Tang Sect, then It should be safe at this time, I still have important things to do, and I will go to find her when everything is settled."

Seeing that Mo Yu readily agreed with no abnormal expression on her face, Mu Xuanying also felt relieved a little, and only urged: "Brother Mo Yu, if you see A Miao, you must be patient, although she doesn't like to talk , but his thoughts are very careful, and girls have to rely on coaxing, brother Yu, please don't say anything serious when the time comes."

Seeing Mu Xuanying's worried face, Mo Yu couldn't help but said, "It seems that Maomao is also at this age, otherwise why does he know so much about this aspect, why don't you tell brother, which girl do you like?"

"How did it come to me..."

Mu Xuanying coughed a little uncomfortably, but then said very seriously: "Brother Yu, I know you don't remember A Miao now, no matter how much other people care about you, I'm afraid they won't be able to understand your inner feelings, but I still I hope you can go and see her, and don't regret a momentary miss for the rest of your life."

Mo Yu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, and said, "Silly Mao Mao, I'm not as entangled as you think about Jiang... A Miao."

His voice was still calm and indifferent, as if his heart was really as calm and indifferent as on the surface, "You also know that I don't remember her, so what's the trouble? If the door doesn't plan to come back, I'll let her go, so it doesn't matter."

"Brother Yu, this..." Mu Xuanying heard the meaning behind Mo Yu's words, and said in shock, "Why do you think like this... Although A Miao has a simple personality, she is extremely stubborn. Everything went to the Valley of the Wicked with you, then I will definitely not regret it now!"

"If you don't regret it later, who can tell..."

Mo Yu stood up from the table, looked at the bustling passers-by on the street through the fence on the second floor, and said calmly: "If she wants to come back, I will take responsibility, but if she feels remorse, I will not I will blame her, after all, I forgot first..."

"But..." Mu Xuanying seemed to have something to say, but he stopped for a long time before saying anything.

With his back turned to the house, Mo Yu quietly watched the people coming and going on the street. His expression was very calm, without any extra emotions in it. It was as quiet as a pool of water, deep and cold.

Until, when his eyes accidentally swept across the sugar stall not far away, a sense of familiarity instantly overwhelmed all his senses. At this moment, many familiar pictures flashed in his mind, but they quickly let him go. He can barely catch it.

He can only vaguely remember that he seemed to have been to this street in Yangzhou City before, walked slowly through this street like these passers-by, and even bought sugar figurines made by vendors at the corner...

The only difference from now is that at that time, the night sky was bright and the sky was illuminated by fiery trees and silver flowers. He was not alone, but was accompanied by the gentle whispers and flowery smiles of the people beside him.

As the images kept popping up in his mind, Mo Yu felt pain in his head.

He shook his head, trying to wake himself up, but soon sank into the flood of strange memories, only felt the feeling of being in it, warm and beautiful, which made people unable to stop feeling nostalgic.

Mo Yu raised his eyes and stared at the candy stall not far away, and he seemed to see a familiar figure with some warmth in a daze.

I saw the girl in white clothes, with black hair like a waterfall, and the side face exposed was as beautiful as before.

She lightly picked up a candy figurine with her right hand, her serene face was full of concentration and earnestness, her figure was reflected in his eyes very clearly at this moment, and gradually overlapped with the blurred shadow in his memory.

Suddenly, a call from Mu Xuanying behind him brought Mo Yu back to his senses. He supported the fence on the second floor and subconsciously looked in front of the candy stall. And the figure in white that he saw just now.

Sure enough, is it an illusion...

Mo Yu's expression was gloomy, he turned around and went back to the house without looking at the crowd on the street again, so he didn't notice that at the moment he just turned around, a white figure suddenly appeared at the corner not far away. It was the person he thought he had misread just now.

Miao hid sideways in the shadow at the corner, carefully watching the person not far away, until the other person's figure completely disappeared from the field of vision, she reluctantly looked back, with an undisguised loss on her face.

But at this moment, someone pulled her sleeve suddenly, and when she looked back, she found that it was a little girl carrying a bamboo basket, looking at her innocently.

The little girl with two braids showed a bright smile, picked out a delicate silk flower from the bamboo basket and held it up in front of Miao, and said crisply: "Big sister, I have a mother who made it by herself." Silk flowers, she is very skilled, would you like one?"

Miao looked at the silk flower being handed to her in a daze, and suddenly didn't know how to react. At this moment, a slender hand went straight over the top of the little girl's head, and gently took away the delicate and lifelike flower in the girl's hand. of silk flowers.

"Flowers match beauties, A Miao looks like a picture, it's time to dress up."

It was Feng Yi who came, and he bought the silk flower in the little girl's hand with a gentle expression, talked to the little girl warmly, and finally watched the little flower seller leave with a good temper, and then smiled and put the silk flower he bought Handed it to Miao.

Miao didn't take it, just stared at him without saying a word.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Feng Yi didn't show any embarrassment on his face, but he withdrew his hand naturally, and said with some regret: "You have obviously reached the age of knowing people, how come you don't respond at all when you are praised and presented with flowers, no wonder You will like Mo Yu's cold and weird person, now it seems that your vision is really wrong."

Xu Shi noticed that Miao's complexion was not good, Feng Yi did not continue to play tricks, but showed a slightly helpless expression, and said: "I said, Miao, I took you out of Jinshui Town with your sister's murderous eyes, now We are on the same boat, you should show me a smile, otherwise the journey will be cold and boring."

Feng Yi's tone was obviously joking, but after Ke Miao was silent for a moment, he saluted Feng Yi with a serious expression, and his voice was full of sincerity, "Feng Yi, thank you."

Feng Yi was obviously taken aback, and hurriedly took a few steps back and waved: "I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously, and I didn't help you much, you know the motive for approaching you in the first place, so why bother?" Thank you so much."

"It's not just because of this..." Miao said calmly, "What I'm going to do next has nothing to do with you, but now I have to involve you. I'm sorry."

Feng Yi laughed and said: "You actually apologize to me. It seems that what you have to do will indeed be very troublesome. I don't know if I regret helping you now, is it too late?"

Miao said without hesitation, "Of course it's too late."

Feng Yi said helplessly: "Sure enough, not everyone can afford your thanks. It seems that I got on your thief ship and I can't get off."

Originally, after Miao left Shangyang Palace, Tang Qingling had repeatedly persuaded Miao to go back to Tangjiabao with her for a temporary stay, but Miao had a plan in mind and approached Feng Yi, saying that she wanted to ask him for help with some private matters, Feng Yi Although he didn't know it, he didn't reject Miao directly, but left Jinshui Town with her, and came all the way to the coastal area of ​​Yangzhou.

Miao looked up at the sky, then turned to Feng Yi and asked, "I asked Mr. to inquire, do you know if there is any gain?"

Feng Yi nodded, took out a deed from his sleeve and handed it to Miao, saying: "I have inquired with a boatman, there is indeed a merchant ship going to Dongying recently, and it will leave tomorrow, we will stay in Yangzhou City One night, just board the ship when the time comes."

Miao glanced at the deed paper, folded it carefully and put it into his sleeve, and nodded to Feng Yi to signal that he was about to turn around and leave, but Feng Yi stretched out his hand to stop him.

Meeting Miao's questioning eyes, Feng Yi took a look at the restaurant not far away, and joked: "Why is my lover right in front of me, instead of taking a look, Ah Miao turned around and left. Could it be that there is no love in my heart?"

Miao said expressionlessly: "No, anyway, he doesn't remember me now."

Feng Yi said: "Then why did you keep your eyes on it just now? When he returned to the house, you still looked reluctant to part."

"……Nothing to do with you."

Miao's body froze, and she strode away from the street with a single sentence in a fit of anger, leaving Feng Yi standing there with an ambiguous smile on his face.

Seeing that the other party's figure was about to disappear at the end of the market, Feng Yi shook his head helplessly, and quickly followed.

After the two left, a small figure came out from the corner. It was the little girl who wanted to sell flowers to Miao just now.

At this moment, she glanced at the direction Feng Yi was leaving, and carefully observed the surrounding situation. While the people around were not paying attention, she quickly grabbed a carrier pigeon from the flower basket in her hand and put it in the air.

Seeing the pigeons fly away safely, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief on her immature face, then raised a innocent smile, and left the corner with a bamboo basket as if nothing had happened.

What this cunning little girl didn't notice was that the moment after she left, a man in black wearing a bamboo hat suddenly appeared on the spot, and he saw a carrier pigeon in his hand. There is also a small paper tube tied to it, which is the one that the little girl let go just now.

The man in black took off the paper tube from the carrier pigeon's leg without hesitation, squatted down and picked up the fine rags for making silk flowers that had fallen on the ground, carefully looked at it, and seemed to be sure of something, and raised his hand to the side There was something engraved on the corner of the wall, and then stood up and left the spot.

The breeze blows, and the messy fallen leaves are blown up. The fallen leaves are faintly shadowed, and a small imprint appears in the hidden place in the corner of the wall. Two sharp iron axes are crossed, and the blood-red skull seems to flash. With a strange light, the interlacing of light and shadow brings an ominous and bloody feeling.

If there are righteous people here, someone will definitely recognize that this blood-red mark represents that evil place that makes people turn pale when they hear it.

The author has something to say:

QAQ disconnected!Choked up, I just moved to the dormitory and it is said that the broadband is broken, the business hall is not available, the Mag machine TAT, I only dare to use the data traffic to update...

Next, it will enter the manuscript deposit period QWQ, and it will be updated when there is traffic.