Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 50: Fox Village (4)
Just because of human beings, there is no retreat for them at all!
Thinking of this, Mingyue smiled, pulled out a piece of talisman paper from her bosom, picked it up with the tip of her sword, and charged forward, muttering a mantra in her mouth, and his apricot-yellow Taoist robe drew a dazzling arc in the dark night.

Wang Zijin stared blankly at Mingyue, wondering what he was going to do this time.

As soon as Mingyue's sword touched the white light, it bounced back with a sudden sound as if encountering an invisible barrier, and the talisman paper on the sword tip was burnt to ashes.

Seeing this, Mingyue took out a few more talisman papers and rushed forward again.

"Break!" He tried his best, stabbed in with a sword, and then his whole body was bounced back, and his body fell on the grass like a rag.

"Mingyue!" Seeing Wang Zijin, he hurriedly threw the knife and went to help him.

Mingyue's face was scorched black, as if he was burned by something, he sat up slowly, a mouthful of blood sprayed on his chest, and said to the prince in a trembling voice, "You, do you think I'm doing well?"

The prince entered and saw that the white light gradually disappeared, and the surrounding fields returned to darkness. Only the wounded officers and soldiers were moaning and rolling on the grass.

Fei Xiao was also obviously injured, and she didn't have a weapon in her hand, she just stood in the crowd panting heavily, and seemed to be delirious.

The prince came to see her, carefully placed Mingyue on the ground, and walked towards Feixiao.

Fei Xiao only felt that she drank and ate chicken in Qingling's house that day, but she seemed to have no memory of what happened afterwards.

At this time when he was conscious again, he was standing in the heavy rain, surrounded by dead and injured people.

He looked around blankly, wondering what was going on.

A stumbling scholar came slowly in the distance, seeing that poor walking, there would be no second person, he laughed thinking about it.

But, why did Zijin face him with mud all over his face, and still face him with the mournful face of his dead parents?

"Zi Jin?" Fei Xiao asked blankly, covering the wound on her body, "Why are you in such a mess?"

When Wang Zijin heard this, he suddenly felt warm in his heart, and said with a smile, "Why don't you?" After saying that, he walked over quickly, "Let's go back, Feixiao."

"Where to?"

"Although the bustling city is a bit vulgar, it's still better than here."

"Ouch, speaking of this, it seems like it's been a long time since I've had a drink or a chicken..." Fei Xiao replied with a smile, but blood continued to ooze from the hand covering the wound.

"Feixiao," Wang Zijin said firmly, looking at him, "let's go back, let's go back to Yangzhou."

Fei Xiao smiled and nodded her head.

"What should I do?" The remaining dozen or so soldiers who were able to stand still trembled when they saw the wailing and rolling people all over the ground, "If you go back like this, you will definitely be punished. If you don't complete the task, you will be killed or injured. Lots of people."

"Kill them, at least you can go back and return."

The soldiers looked at Wang Zijin and Feihong standing in the rain and said, "If it's not possible, cut off that scholar's head, anyway, no one knows what a fox looks like!"

One of them reached out and took out a curved bow from behind his back, and they didn't dare to fight head-on again.

The string is like a full moon, and the arrow is on the string.

"Scholar Wuna, go die!" The soldier roared, and the arrow rushed out with the sound of wind.

Wang Zijin heard the shout, and when he turned his head, he saw a plume arrow breaking through the rain curtain, flying straight towards him with the sound of piercing through the sky.

He never thought that these government soldiers would plot against him, so he couldn't help being stunned for a while.

Ten

At this moment, a man from Xieli rushed out riding a horse, bent down and took the arrow in his hand.The man was holding a plume arrow, and was smiling while riding on the horse. His whole body was completely wet by the rain.

Seeing Wang Zijin, Qing Ling smiled at him, got off the horse, and said to them: "Let's go."

"I'm leaving, what do you do?" Fei Xiao asked when she saw him.

"These people won't give up, we can't let them go back empty-handed." Qing Ling pointed to the soldiers who were watching from a distance.

"Then what are you going to do?" Fei Xiao looked pale and doubtful.

Qingling smiled, "Actually, I have already planned it from the beginning. I didn't want to involve you, but I was afraid that one person would not be able to do it."

Wang Zijin and Fei Xiao didn't speak, the rain had gradually subsided, and the mountain breeze brought a burst of coolness.

Only Qingling continued: "The matter is so big, if no one sacrifices, they will not let it go, and if there are officers and soldiers who keep disturbing the people, even the people here will suffer."

With a desolate expression on his face, he said slowly: "This incident happened because of me. If I hadn't expected to live with human beings, if I hadn't brought them down the mountain, how could there be such disasters?"

"Qing Ling..." The words came to Fei Xiao's mouth, but she didn't say it.

"I've made up my mind, you still have favor in this world of mortals, so hurry up and leave."

Fei Xiao nodded after hearing this, the only way to get peace and happiness here is now, "Zi Jin, let's go!"

As he spoke, he staggered and grabbed Qingling's horse, and climbed up with great effort.

"Where are we going?" Wang Zijin looked at the two people at a loss, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Get on your horse and come with me."

Wang Zijin heard that his tone was unquestionable, even though he was confused, he had no choice but to get on his horse.

I saw Qing Ling wearing a Tsing Yi, with the fragrance of green grass, smiling at them.

"Go!" Fei Xiao said, adding strength to her legs, the horse began to trot.

"Fei Xiao, Fei Xiao, what is Qing Ling going to do? Where are we going?"

Wang Zijin only felt that Fei Xiao seemed very sad, but he couldn't see his face, so he couldn't know.

"Zi Jin, don't look back, let's go."

The prince listened, but still turned his head to look at Qing Ling, the blue clothes gradually became distant and blurred, Qing Ling's back seemed to say goodbye to them.

Mingyue got up on his own, shaking his wooden sword. He didn't regret letting Wang Zijin and the fox go away just now. He had seen clearly the ugly face of those officers and soldiers who wanted to shoot and kill Wang Zijin.

But the fox demon in green on the lawn did not leave, standing in the rain like a spring branch, not knowing what his intentions were.

He didn't attack, but just took a few steps forward with a smile on his lips.

He bowed down and picked up a knife from the ground, and said to the officers and soldiers: "Today's matter will be settled with the death of me, Qing Ling, I hope you can go back and return to your orders, and don't disturb this place in the future. "

After all, he swung the blade horizontally, and the blood splashed into the sky, and the little blood splashed from the sky to the fragrant grass.

There was a deep scar on Qingling's neck, blood gushed out, he tilted his body, and fell on the rain-stained grass.

How soft the grass is, the day before when I named it Qingling, I was also obsessed with this free green.

But why can't you even get the life you want?
Where will the green village be rebuilt?

His tears flowed down slowly, and there seemed to be a beautiful picture in front of his eyes. In the picture, there was a house with green bamboos and a stream surrounded by it. It was a paradise on earth, and that was his lifelong pursuit.

What a pity, he can no longer take a look at the rebuilding of the village, and can no longer draw the clear stream with his hands.

What a pity!
Mingyue watched the body of this beautiful young man gradually getting tired, and finally turned into a brown fox lying on the grass, and suddenly felt sad.

Sacrificing one's life for righteousness, killing one's life for benevolence.

Beasts are like this, how can people be embarrassed?
He flicked the whisk and walked slowly into the forest.

Love and hate in life, why not?Fate reincarnation, unpredictable, who can get rid of its manipulation.

"Daoist, Daoist, where are you going?" The officers and soldiers saw him and hurriedly called him.

Mingyue didn't look back, after a long time, a thick chanting sound slowly floated from the woods: The three realms are impermanent, and there is happiness in everything that exists and does not.There is the nature of the Tao, and everything is empty!

eleven
Not long after Fei Xiao was on the horse, he turned into a white fox, and he didn't turn back into a human for a few days.Wang Zijin had no choice but to find an inn in a nearby town to rest, and set off when he was able to travel.

"Boss, I want two roasted chickens." Wang Zijin was buying chickens with two jars of rice wine in his arms.

Before I got the chicken, I heard a few village women talking about it.

"Have you heard? The matter of exterminating evil spirits."

"Of course I heard about it. It is said that the evildoer is very powerful and hurt many people, but in the end our people won and killed a thousand-year-old fox demon."

"How did I hear that the fox demon committed suicide?"

"How come? That kind of monster, also know to commit suicide?"

When Wang Zijin heard this, the wine jug in his hand fell with a bang, smashed to pieces, and the wine raged all over the floor.

"Oh, why are you like this?" Several village women screamed and ran away.

Wang Zijin, however, was ignorant and didn't realize it. He stared blankly at the streams of wine rushing out of the ground.

how come?Qing Ling died?How could Qing Ling die?

The scene I first met with Qing Ling is still vivid in my mind, he was wearing a blue shirt, sitting on the boat, playing a flute, the sound of the flute is still lingering in my ears, how could Qing Ling die?
He dropped the grilled chicken, stumbled back to the inn, and pushed open the door of the inn.There is a white fox in the room, with its two front paws resting on the window, looking at the sunset outside.

"Fei Xiao, Fei Xiao, tell me." Wang Zijin only felt sad in his heart, as if a big stone was pressing heavily on his heart, "Is Qingling all right? Isn't she?"

The fox turned his head, looked at him sadly with bright eyes, and did not speak.

Seeing its expression, Wang Zijin seemed to have confirmed the doubts in his heart, so he leaned on the door and began to cry.

From then on, he knew that the young man playing the flute, the one who was always laughing, had disappeared from this world forever, even in the sky and on the earth, even in the clouds and fog, he would never appear again.

A few days later, the two followed the Xiangshui River and set foot on the road back.Xiangshui is still beautiful and pleasant, and the mountains on both sides are beautiful, but the same scenery, two moods.

Wang Zijin couldn't be happy no matter what, he just sat on the deck alone.

Fei Xiao was drinking on the side of the boat, the waves in the water reflected on his face, he kept jumping, the streamer was flying, it was really beautiful.

When the prince saw his leisurely appearance, he couldn't help feeling sad. This person seemed to be totally indifferent to the life and death of others. In his eyes, joys and sorrows were like clouds in the sky, fleeting.

The two of them walked to the place where they first saw Qing Ling, when suddenly the sound of a flute came from a distance, melodious and melodious, echoing endlessly on the water and in the valley.

After hearing the sound of the flute, Wang Zijin stood up immediately, but saw the blue waves like a mirror, and there was no one on the water.

But the sound of the flute is still floating: Zhan Bi Qi Ao, Green Bamboo Yi Yi.There are bandits and gentlemen, who are as sharp as cutting, and as sharp as grinding.

Only one person dares to play such a tune!

He was ecstatic when he heard this, and turned his head to Feixiao and said, "Qing Ling, is Qing Ling still alive?"

Fei Xiao still tilted her body and raised her eyelids, "Don't you know that foxes are the best at cheating death?"

"Wow, wow," Wang Zijin yelled after hearing this, "You tricked me into shedding so many tears, which broke my heart for several days."

"Zi Jin, I didn't say anything that day, but you hugged the doorpost and cried with snot and tears. Who can blame this?"

Wang Zijin was taken aback when he heard this, and felt like a fool being kept in the dark by him.

"Drink." Fei Xiao stretched out her long fingers and flicked the wine glass, making a clear and pleasant sound.

The prince gasped and poured himself a full cup, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Oh, there are people playing flute for us in this beautiful lake and mountains, can you drink it slowly?" Fei Xiao teased at the side.

Wang Zijin listened, drooped his head, felt that what he said was right, and slowly sipped the wine, the two of them talked to each other and started laughing again. The breath dissipated unconsciously.

Seeing that the sun was gradually fading, and the long day was approaching, I secretly hoped that the setting sun would never sink into the rolling mountains.

(End of this chapter)