Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 32 Asking for Proverbs (5)
"Lan Xiang, Lan Xiang?" Seeing that something was wrong with her, Wang Zijin hurriedly grabbed her and asked, "How do you know, how do you know this?"

"I know..." Lan Xiang looked back and smiled as she spoke, she didn't care about Rong'er, and walked ahead a few steps, with a happy expression on her face, "This is where I grew up."

"Hey! Where are you going?" Wang Zijin hurriedly wanted to call her back, but Fei Xiao grabbed her.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong this time. Let's see where she is going."

Lan Xiang shuttled between the dark and empty houses, seeming to know the way very well.

After walking for a while, she stopped in front of a house, lowered her head and said, "This is it. I used to sit on this threshold every day and watch people come and go on this street." After speaking, she pushed the door and walked into the courtyard .

Wang Zijin and Fei Xiao followed closely behind her, and when she saw her open the door, she had a frightened expression on her face, as if she had seen something very terrible.

When Wang Zijin and Fei Xiao saw each other, they hurried over and took a look.

Inside the door was an old woman in ragged clothes, as skinny as a stick, sitting on the ground of her house, holding a tree root in her hand, stuffing it into her mouth, her eye sockets were completely sunken, and her face could no longer distinguish any color. The strange appearance of the woman is particularly terrifying at night.

When Lan Xiang saw the old woman, she immediately froze like a stone.

"Do you know her?" Wang Zijin hurriedly asked in a low voice when he saw her silent.

"Buddha, Buddha..." Lan Xiang's voice trembled, and she whispered, "The Buddha I saw looked like this."

After Wang Zijin heard this, he was even more surprised. The old woman sitting on the ground looked downcast. How could it be the Buddha that Lan Xiang saw?

"That day, it was she who wrote on the palm of my hand." She spread her hand as she spoke, and the word "Ru" on her palm glowed in the dark.

Wang Zijin looked at the word, then at the old woman, and suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart. He never thought that the answer to this matter was just like this.

Does the word mean nothing at all?Did the Buddha just guide her to meet this old woman?
When Lan Xiang saw the old woman, she suddenly felt all hope was lost, she squatted on the ground and began to cry, feeling that the one-word motto that she had been dreaming about for five years had finally come to naught.

Just when several people were about to be disappointed, the old woman's shriveled mouth moved suddenly, "Is Xiang'er back? I'm my mother." After speaking, her thin hands fumbled forward again.

Lan Xiang was suddenly stunned when she heard this. In the dark night, there was a terrible silence, and no one even took a breath.

The old woman listened again, but there was no voice, and she murmured to herself, "How did Xiang'er come back? Xiang'er was captured by them five years ago and sacrificed to the river god."

After listening to the old woman's words, Wang Zijin suddenly felt that all the questions had been answered, the marriage tied to death, the bride who must die after getting married, and Lan Xiang in the wedding dress.

Because the bride is not intended to marry a human being, but to be killed as a sacrifice to the river god.

Thinking of this episode, he felt trembling all over, and hurriedly looked at Feixiao behind him with questioning eyes.

There was no expression in Fei Xiao's eyes, she just nodded her head slowly.

"You already knew?" Wang Zijin asked tremblingly.

"It's just that I don't know where the gods are sacrificed."

"Then you still keep it from me and bring her to this kind of place? Are you really so heartless?" Wang Zijin only felt sad in his heart, and couldn't choose what to say for a while.

"Zi Jin, do you think it is happiness to let her wander like this for thousands of years?" Fei Xiao was not angry, but just replied lightly.

Wang Zijin was at a loss for words when he heard this, he just felt depressed and didn't know how to vent it.

At this moment, I saw Lan Xiang stumbled out with confused eyes, leaving only the red back of the two of them dancing in the night like a butterfly.

"Where are you going? Wait for me." Wang Zijin hastily picked up Rong'er and chased after her.

The ground was full of ravines caused by drought. The prince ran with one foot deep and one foot shallow, holding a child who looked like a ghost in his arms. He felt like he was running wildly in hell.

Lan Xiang ran for a while, and suddenly stopped not far away.

"Lan, Lanxiang." Wang Ziqi gasped and said, "Where are you going?" Before he could finish speaking, he felt someone tug on his collar, and the prince couldn't move in and out, so he sat down. on the ground.

I saw a deep gully under my feet, more than ten feet deep, with a thick layer of sand inside, it was a dry river bed.

When Wang Zijin saw him, he felt lingering fear. If he had just run two steps forward, he would have died by now.

It was Fei Hong who held him back.

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Wang Zijin didn't have time to thank Fei Xiao, so he hurriedly looked at Lan Xiang, only to see Lan Xiang, dressed in red, standing beside the dry river bed with infinite sorrow.

"Lan Xiang, let's go back." Wang Zijin called out, afraid that she would do something stupid again.

"That day, I was beheaded here..." Lan Xiang looked at the river bed quietly, "My blood flowed into the river bed, but still no water came over."

"Lan Xiang, don't think about the past anymore, let's go back together."

"No," Lan Xiang shook her head slowly, turned her head and said sadly to Wang Zijin, "I can't go back."

"Why?" Wang Zijin felt cold when he heard this, "Isn't there no one-word motto? Why can't you go back?"

Lan Xiang looked at Feixiao and Wang Zijin, her eyes fluttered, and she smiled sadly, "Who said no? I already know."

After Wang Zijin heard this, he hurriedly looked at Fei Xiao, but saw that he was also in a daze, and he probably didn't know the point.

"Thank you both." Lan Xiang greeted them as if they were meeting for the first time, "It's a pity that Lan Xiang has nothing to repay."

"What is that one-word motto?" Wang Zijin asked hastily, "Why can't you go back with us?"

Unexpectedly, Lan Xiang didn't answer, but just looked at the dry riverbed, with a calm expression on her face, "I am so ridiculous, I died as a sacrifice of God, yet I want God to guide me on the way of liberation .”

It is ridiculous to say, but there is infinite desolation in the words.

After Lan Xiang finished speaking, she walked slowly in front of Wang Zijin, touched Rong'er's small face with her hand and said, "Rong'er, Rong'er, will you remember my sister in the future? You must live a good life in the future, don't be like your sister So unlucky."

When the prince heard this, his nose was sour, and he knew that she was saying goodbye to them.

"My lord," Lan Xiang looked at Wang Zijin, "you are a good man, how much I want to live a chic life like you said! But look, I am useless," two lines of tears flowed down her white face Flowing down his face, "I can't even do something more chic."

"You, don't say any more..." Wang Zijin replied with sobs, not knowing how to comfort her.

I saw Lan Xiang's bright eyes, full of tears, shining movingly in the night, "Prince Wang, Lan Xiang asks you one last thing, can you agree?"

Wang Zijin nodded fiercely when he heard this.

"Rong'er is a child of Yu's Silk Village in Jiangning. I can't send her back in the future, and I hope the prince will do it for me."

"Don't worry..." Wang Zijin had tears streaming down his face, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Then I'm relieved." Lan Xiang smiled at the two of them as she spoke, and tilted her body. The red wedding dress was like a withered flower, drawing a beautiful arc in the darkness, disappearing in the darkness. In the dry riverbed.

"Lan Xiang, Lan Xiang!" Wang Zijin hurried over to look, only to see a dark area in the river bed, full of mud and sand, where there was no sign of anyone.

"What's wrong with her?" Wang Zijin hurriedly turned around and asked Fei Xiao.

Before he got the answer, he felt a cold and damp feeling emanating from the river bed, it seemed to be a cloud of water vapor, and the water vapor gradually expanded, Wang Zijin only felt that he fell into the cold water mist from Purgatory, which was extremely comfortable Useful.

"She is sacrificing her life to beg for rain." Fei Xiao said slowly, looking at the deep river bed, she felt infinite emotion in her heart.

Sure enough, after half an hour, a drizzle began to fall in the sky. The rain was like silk and gauze, and it was like a woman's gentle hand.

Wang Zijin carried Rong'er on his back, and followed Fei Hong on the way back, the rainwater surrounded them like a mist.

like who?Thin eyebrows?Shallow smile?

The night was confused and the drizzle was like silk. Rong'er behind Wang Zijin stayed in this hot place for a long time, and suddenly got cool, and even let out a giggle in the dark night. It was a cheerful and joyful laugh. It was a Children's expression of joy.

Wang Zijin heard the child's laughter like a copper bell, and suddenly felt his eyes moisten.

In the setting sun, beside the wild grass, where did the girl who once wore a red wedding dress and sat in the greenery waiting for him go?
Or was it just a distant mirage that could only exist in his mind from now on?
The timely and good rain in Yuanzhou lasted for a full month. I don't know how many lives were saved. Wang Zijin and Fei Xiao went down by boat and sent Rong'er home.

That Rong'er is no different from ordinary children, she still has two sweet dimples when she smiles, she often pulls her long black hair firmly and does not let go, her lotus root-like arms will reveal the color of tender pink, which is different from before That gloomy appearance is like two different people.

On the way back, the two rented a boat with a pergola, admiring the scenery of the lake and the mountains, and sipping vintage wine, as pleasant as they wanted.

"Feixiao," Wang Zijin looked at the distant mountains like Daisy, and asked the leisurely Feixiao next to him, "I have never understood what the word motto really means?"

After hearing this, Fei Xiao blinked at him, "I didn't understand at first, but I finally understood when I saw her jumping into the middle of the river bed."

After finishing speaking, he took out a pen and ink, found another piece of white silk, spread it on the table, and wrote the word "Ru" with a pen.

"Look, this is the one-word motto." Feihong continued, "Do you still remember what Lan Xiang said about the Buddha's command?"

"If you think about it with your heart, you will understand it by yourself?"

"That's right, it's just thinking about it with your heart!" Fei Xiao said and picked up a pen to write something on the paper. When Wang Zijin saw the words on the paper, he was immediately stunned.

I saw the word "forgiveness" written on the white silk cloth.

When the prince saw this word, he suddenly felt enlightened. Only by forgiving the sins of others can he be truly liberated.

That's why Lan Xiang turned into spring rain, bringing life to those who killed her, and that's why Rong'er didn't continue to live with a gloomy expression, because the hatred in her heart was gone.

When he thought of this, he suddenly laughed, the so-called impermanence, extinction is a joy, I don't know what the Buddha will look like after his death?
"Feixiao, Feihao! Look at this lake with clear water and picturesque scenery. Isn't there something missing? Otherwise, it would be a fairyland on earth."

After hearing this, Fei Xiao smiled slightly, stood up tall, and said with a smile: "Zi Jin, is there a rainbow missing?"

"That's right, that's right," Wang Zijin clapped his hands and said, "If there is another rainbow here, I won't leave even if there is such a beautiful lady."

I saw Fei Xiao, dressed in white, standing on the side of the boat, his thin figure was very glaring under the refraction of the sun, he bowed, picked up the wine glass from the table, and raised his hand to spill the wine in the glass to the sky.

Wherever the wine went, it turned into a fine mist, adding a bright rainbow in the clear sky.

"How?" Fei Xiao turned her head and smiled at the prince.

The prince saw the picturesque scenery in front of him, the distant mountains were like daisies, the blue waves were like jade, and a rainbow of seven colors was reflected in the sky. Feixiao was dressed in white, with long hair reaching her waist, and she was looking at him with a pair of beautiful eyes full of smiles.

Seeing this fairyland on earth, where people are like jade, he couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment, and became insane.

(End of this chapter)