Records of the Lost Cases of Helaitang in the Ming Dynasty

"Shaojun lives in a lonely country. How can we not have singing and dancing to entertain such beautiful scenery on such a good time?" Sima Ji clapped his hands.

Suddenly, fragrant clouds filled the air, and the sound of music became clearer. A woman in a red shirt emerged from the starlight. At first, she was no bigger than a foot. When she landed, she looked like a tall and tall beauty, bending and twisting to perform a desert dance.

Not long after, another girl in a lavender shirt came with her bright eyes and said with a smile: "Sister Fengxian's desert dance boss is out of date, I'm afraid the gentlemen won't like it."

She dances gracefully, sometimes in the shape of a crane, sometimes in the shape of a snake, like a ghostly bird in the mountains.

Suddenly, several beauties in yellow robes jumped down and said one after another: "Miss Xiyan's dancing skills are getting more and more exquisite. We had to take out the "Dance of Colorful Feather Clothes" at the bottom of the box before we dared to come here."

After the song of demons danced wildly, the girls fell silent and disappeared into the night sky at the same time.

Yan Ziyou was dazzled and could hardly close his mouth.After a long sigh, he said: "I will be satisfied if I have this girl as my mate."

Sima Gu said: "Young Master, you are really rare and strange. These servants are not very good-looking, but they are just average."

Yan Ziyou smiled forcefully and said, "Sir, what kind of beauty can catch your eye?"

Sima returned the look with a mysterious look: "The Fairy Lady Jiang from the 33rd Immortal Mansion of the Shangqing Dynasty is extremely graceful and charming. She will not deceive you."

He took out a scroll from the glass vase and slowly unfolded it. Amidst the white clouds, the beauty in a light robe was bathing in the hot spring. Her jade-white arms held strands of green silk. The scroll seemed to be flowing.

Yan Ziyou felt that the fragrance of the powder penetrated his heart and spleen, and it was so tempting that his soul was taken away.

"If I could... kiss the fairy Fangze, I would be willing to... die." Yan Ziyou swallowed and stammered.

Sima suddenly became angry and said angrily: "Young Master, I had good intentions to give you some insight, but you dare to offend the Fairy Lady and speak dirty words."

"Sir, you have great magical powers. Xiao Ke only needs to take a sneak look at the fairy. How dare you have any unreasonable thoughts? How can you make it difficult for him with a few tricks." Yan Ziyou talked eloquently.

Sima crossed his hands, paused, looked at Yan Ziyou carefully, and said with a smile on his face: "Young gentleman seems to be destined to be immortal, but he may have a long-standing relationship with the fairy, so I will help you."

Yan Ziyou was overjoyed and prostrated himself, saying, "Thank you very much, sir. I am so grateful that I burst into tears."

Sima said with a gentle smile: "You are a mortal, with the smell of the world on your body. As soon as you enter the Shangqing Immortal Mansion, you will be driven away by the divine soldiers. I can only put you in a magic weapon and carry you to heaven."

He opened a jade cabinet and said, "Young Master, go in. After you go to heaven, unless a fairy brings you in, don't say a word, never say a word."

Yan Ziyou lay down gently and saw Sima pointing to the sky and scratching the ground, chanting a mantra constantly, saying: "Xiao Xiaoxiao."

He felt like he was flying in the clouds, and his head was dizzy. He heard Sima's last words: "One day in the sky, seven days in the world." '"

After a long time, the dust settled.
Yan Ziyou seemed to be sucking fairy juice in his mouth. The coolness of the berries slowly woke him up, and the surroundings were silent.

He felt a pair of soft hands caressing his cheeks back and forth. When he opened his eyes, an incredible feeling hit him.He found himself on a jade bed in a huge palace. The palace emitted a mysterious white light that was very different from sunlight. The white robes on his body had been taken off, and a lively and fragrant beauty lay beside him. It's the person in the painting, "Fairy Girl..."

The beauty's jade hand pressed his mouth, her eyes reflected the enchanting beauty, and her cherry blossoms pressed gently against her mouth. Yan Ziyou's heart was beating wildly, as if it was sinking deeper and deeper into the blue waves of the Tiger Hill Sword Pond.

After entangled in the night, Yan Ziyou was in a daze and took a nap. He seemed to dream of a golden warrior and saw the goddess of flowers. He woke up again from the darkness. He was already familiar with the scene next to him. He returned to his study. lying on the floor.

Yan Ziyou got up and rushed to the west courtyard. He saw only a deserted door and three dilapidated houses.
There is even a spider web hanging in the center of the roof, and on the dusty table, there is a silk letter with the words "Ziyou Shaojun personally opens" written in light and elegant handwriting.

Except for the red lacquer, it is clear that Yan Ziyou, who was recruited by the Chu vassal, was the deputy envoy of the eight-level Dianbao, assisting the chief officer in controlling the vassal king's talisman.Although this job was not a prominent one, it was enough to make a living. He had tried and failed, and was overjoyed to find this way out.

In addition, there are several pages of waste paper in the wastebasket in the house. It seems to be a letter that has been burned with fire. A few words can be seen here and there, but they cannot be coherent. The only sentence that can be seen is "Jinglu Tun" "Fort", Yan Ziyou didn't understand what he meant and ignored him.

Mr. Sima probably didn't want the worldly chores to hinder his Qing Xiu, so he arranged everything and left.

Yan Ziyou carefully searched the inside and outside of the house. The small flowerbed in front of the porch was overgrown with weeds, impatiens, morning flowers, and supper flowers with drooping branches. They were exhausted.

He lowered his head and smelled the familiar faint fragrance of flowers, and suddenly realized that the dancing girls invited by Mr. Sima at that night's banquet turned out to be these kinds of flower elves.

Yan Ziyou told his two sisters that he was going to serve as an official in the Chu vassal. There was no property left at home to dispose of, so he asked them to pack their luggage and move the family to Wuchang Mansion to take office.

Mrs. Feng rarely left the bedroom, expressing her unwillingness to leave her hometown because she was always in trouble.

The eldest sister Tanghe will stay to take care of the Feng family. Yan Ziyou thought carefully about the eldest sister. If there is a suitable and good family in Wuchang Mansion, she should get married. The younger sister Tanghe is only twelve years old and cannot even take care of himself. , and hesitated.

Mrs. Feng didn't understand, so she said that all she needed was the neighbor Wang Lao to cook a pot of rice every day and allow her two hundred big bucks a month.

Yan Ziyou left some money for the Feng family, and hurriedly took his two younger sisters and Lao Ding to take office in Chu Fan.

The month after they went to Wuchang Mansion, Mrs. Feng, who had been ill for a long time, became uneasy at home and ran away with someone unknown.

No one from the Yan family was there, so Wang, the helper, went to the local security chief to report to the police.

More than a month later, a government official discovered a female corpse in Yuandang, at the junction of Wujiang County and Yunjian County. She took three coins with her. Since Wang Lao had reported the case the month before, the Chief of Staff came to tell Wang Lao to go there. Identify the body.

The weather was hot, and the female corpse had long since rotted, and her figure had some traces of Feng's body. Wang Lao told the county government official truthfully, and Lu Xianzun, the magistrate of Wujiang County, concluded that it was Feng who escaped and fell into the water.

Since there was no one in the Yan family, Wang Lai paid a sum of money in advance to buy a thin-skinned coffin for burial, and it was considered safe for him to be buried.

The climate in Chu and Wu was similar, and Yan Ziyou felt that he was very happy living here.He just misses the Fairy Lady Jiang Fei with whom he once had a romantic relationship, and feels as if she is missing him all the time.

There are so many fairy caves in the Three Thousand Worlds, and each fairy cave has so many fairy girls. Why did I just walk into yours?