Spring River Flower Moon Night: Set of 2 Volumes

Chapter 84 Taoyuan Residence (3)
"What's fake?" Wang Zijin ran out of the room, pulled up the grass on the ground, and dipped his hands in the green grass juice. Everything is so real, how can you say it's fake?

Fei Xiao covered the dazzling sunlight with one hand, and looked at him with a smile, "Let's go see the sick lady tonight, maybe the truth will come to light."

"You already know this is weird?" Wang Zijin asked.

"Probably, I just don't know who that Qi'er is."

"It sounds like a child's name."

Fei Xiao looked at the blue sky and said, "I know that too, but there are no children in this family."

Hearing what he said, Wang Zijin felt trembling in his heart, and said in a trembling voice, "Could it be that the child died? Otherwise, how could it have disappeared?"

Fei Xiao didn't answer, she was holding a few tender grasses in her hands, she seemed to be in deep thought, just as she was concentrating, she felt a cold gaze sticking tightly to his back like glue.

He hurriedly looked back, but behind him was a tall eaves, and a branch of an old locust tree was poking its head over, stretching its dense branches and leaves.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zijin also looked back.

"It's nothing." Fei Xiao flicked the grass in her palm, walked into the house with her hands behind her back, and said with a smile, "Zi Jin, take a good rest today, there are still things to do tonight."

Wang Zijin was in good spirits. He was walking alone in the spring-like courtyard. When he came back, he saw that Fei Xiao had already fallen asleep on the quilt. Peach blossom petals were falling into the room and sprinkled on his white skirt. with long black hair on.

Wang Zijin looked at his sweet sleeping face that was almost like a baby, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing secretly, how could he fall asleep anywhere?Even in this weird Taoyuan fairyland, I can feel at ease.

At this time, there were colorful falling flowers and mist outside the house. Prince Jin sat by the window with his knees hugged, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window.

Maybe letting time stand still is not a bad thing?
Fei Xiao slept until the afternoon, and at night the maid brought them dinner, obviously Mr. Zheng didn't want to see them again.

Wang Zijin just felt that he was bored, seeing Mr. Zheng's fairy-like appearance, he didn't expect to be so stingy, just because Fei Xiao didn't agree with each other, he didn't even eat with them.

Fei Xiao didn't care, and picked out the delicious ones among the materials in distaste, "Zi Jin, who did you say was peeping at us this morning?"

"It's the housekeeper of this house, surnamed Huai." Wang Zijin replied while eating, "Last night, he looked like a very kind old man."

"Amiable or not, you don't judge with your eyes." Fei Hong laughed, "Do you think I am kind or not?"

Wang Zijin saw that although he was unparalleled in beauty, his eyes were full of cunning, he was not a kind person at first glance, so he couldn't help but shook his head and remained silent.

"But I'm also afraid of people when I'm angry."

"Yeah, someone is robbing you of the chicken, and you are very angry." Wang Zijin laughed while hugging his rice bowl.

The two talked and laughed, and it was midnight in a blink of an eye. At this time, a round of bright moon was hanging high, and occasionally the sound of birds singing at night echoed in the silent night sky.

In the dark corridor, only the candles flickered on and off, and the flowers and trees in the courtyard were indistinct, as if something was about to jump out of it.

At this time, a carved wooden door opened silently in the darkness, and two figures came out from behind the door, and the shadows of two men could be vaguely seen in the darkness.

"Where does Madam live?" Wang Zijin reached out and took down an oil lamp in the corridor, holding the light with his hand, "Why did we go to her first?"

"A mistress that no one has seen before, don't you think it's strange?" Fei Xiao had already walked along the corridor to the inner courtyard.

Wang Zijin looked around for a while, although he was afraid in his heart, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow him.

The two walked through a courtyard again, and several houses appeared in front of them. The layout seemed to be a place for storing things.

"Not here, go over there and have a look." Fei Xiao said and turned to leave.

"Wait." Wang Zijin pointed to a slightly open doorway, "It seems to be a study there, I want to have a look."

Seeing that Fei Xiao was not happy, he hurriedly said: "You go to the sick lady first, and I will go there right away."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Fei Xiao, and walked towards the study with the flickering oil lamp in his hand. The room was pitch black, like a trap waiting for someone to step into.

But curiosity still drove him to have a look inside. Mr. Zheng said he was a scholar.

Unfortunately, Wang Zijin is also a scholar.

Scholars all over the world like to hide secrets in books.

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Fei Xiao walked along the corridor to the backyard. In this mansion, it seemed that someone had set up traps. He didn't dare to show his spells easily, so he used such a superficial method to find someone.

The scenery in the backyard was far inferior to that in the front, but he seemed to be inspired and walked straight to a house with a glazed tile roof.

In the dark night, one could feel the dead air wafting from the house. Is the wife of this family seriously ill?Why is the smell of death so strong?

He stepped on the bluestone bricks, looked around for no one, pushed the door and was about to enter the room, but the door was locked.How strange!How can anyone lock their own door when they live at home?And it's locked from the outside?
He stretched out his long fingers and touched the shiny door lock, and the door opened with a sound.

A strong choking smell from inside rushed towards him, and it seemed to be mixed with a thick smell of makeup powder. He hurriedly covered his nose with his hands and walked in.

It was a room with curtains, and there was an Eight Immortals table in the hall. It was no different from other rooms, but it was too clean, as if no one lived there.

Could the owner of this house be that woman in white?

It was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see his fingers, so he had to stretch out his hand to call out the green fire, and held it in his palm.In the flickering light of the fire, there are heavy curtains, and there is only furniture in the room. How can there be any shadow of anyone?
He pushed aside the curtains and walked into the inner room. After walking a few steps, he saw a big carved bed in front of him. The thick crimson curtains covered the whole bed. A pair of women's embroidered shoes.

He tiptoed over, is this the seriously ill woman?

Fei Xiao gently stretched out her hand to lift the curtain, only glanced at it, with a surprised expression on her face, after a while, she gently lowered the curtain again.

What exactly is going on?

Looking at the moonlight passing through the window, he only felt that there were more and more mysteries in his heart. He thought he had expected seven or eight points, but the truth was completely different from what he thought.

There are too many things in this room that I can't understand.

Wang Zijin took the oil lamp and touched into the study room, where the brown and black bookshelves stood against the wall, bringing a feeling of oppression in the dark night.

Once inside, he closed the door, lit a candle, and rummaged hastily at the desk.

Why not?
If you guessed right, there should be a family letter in the study. Although it is not a moral act, you may be able to know something about Mr. Zheng from just a few words.He flipped through the pages in a hurry, knocking all the books on the desk to the ground.The study room is almost full of books about medicine and stone panacea. It seems that the owner of this house really wants to become a fairy and go crazy.

He flipped through the books scattered on the floor one by one, and finally found a yellowed note in a book.

He unfolded the note carefully, and the yellowed note seemed to be a piece of flower paper, with two lines written on it: Don't return to your hometown before you are too old, and you must be heartbroken to return home.

The handwriting is thin and correct, it seems to be a man's handwriting, and the inscription below is somewhat unclear.

Wang Zijin hastily put the flower paper under the candlelight, and a few small words could be faintly seen: Zheng Shiqi, Minister of Rites.

Sure enough, Mr. Zheng doesn't look like an ordinary teacher?The noble and elegant gestures, the broad knowledge that is proud of ordinary people, are indeed only the officials in the court, and the Minister of Rites who is responsible for welcoming, sending, and ceremonial sacrifices should have the demeanor.

Looking at the signature on the flower note, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in his mind, as if he had discovered something terrible, he didn't even take the oil lamp, and hurried out the door.

But he wanted to open the door, but found that the door was firmly locked from the outside.

He hastily pushed open the window of the study, wanting to climb out, but he didn't know it would be better if he didn't look, but when he saw it, the rockery and green trees in the courtyard changed rapidly.

The tall and rugged rockery and swaying flowers all turned into black miasma, diffused and diffused under the moonlight.The quiet and beautiful Penglai fairyland turned into a spooky hell in an instant.

Wang Zijin trembled with fright and hurriedly closed the window, but it was too late.The black smoke seemed to have eyes, saw the light of the candle, and hit him straight.

There was a soft cracking sound from the window lattice, and the entire window was pierced by smoke.Wang Zijin couldn't stand still, he couldn't even scream, and was shrouded in miasma.

The candle flickered, and then went out in the darkness in an instant, and he fell to the ground with a frown, and fell into chaos.

Wang Zijin felt that his feet were wet and sticky, and his surroundings were cold and dark, as if he was walking in a swamp.He walked for a while, and saw dim lights flickering not far away, as if there was a family.

He was terrified, hurriedly quickened his pace, and walked towards the house, but there was always a soft rustle behind him, as if someone was following him.

He dared not turn his head back, and walked quickly towards the light.Sure enough, a thatched hut appeared in the night, and the dim yellow light was shining through the window of the thatched hut.

"Excuse me, is there anyone? Help me quickly..." Wang Zijin knocked on the door eagerly.

The firewood door opened slowly, and an old woman came out of the room. She was not surprised when she saw Prince Jin, and let him in.

When the prince entered, he saw that the room was extremely simple, with a solitary lamp like a bean, and the old woman was sitting under the lamp sewing new clothes.The material of the new dress was gray-blue brocade, which was thinly bordered by her with silver thread, revealing luxury in a low-key way.

"W-Where is this? How did I come here?" This situation reminded him of his old mother, and he couldn't help feeling sour. He sat at the table and asked the old woman curiously.

"This is my home. I have been waiting for 20 years, but my son has never come..." The old woman looked up at him and said bitterly, "When he left, he was just like you. At such an age..."

"Then why didn't he come back?" Wang Zijin asked cautiously.

"I heard that he has become an official, and he has become a very big official. He socializes and entertains every day. It's so lively..." The old woman rubbed her sore eyes, "I have sewed a lot of clothes for him over the years and sent someone to send them over. Not only did he not hear from him, he forgot not only his mother, but even his old friends."

Looking at the lonely old woman, Wang Zijin couldn't help feeling sad, and saw her pointing out the window, "Fortunately, his old friend is always with me, don't you want to see how he looks?"

At this moment, the wooden door was suddenly slapped loudly, which startled Wang Zijin.

"No, don't open the door..." He recalled the strange footsteps that followed him when he was walking alone in the night just now, and quickly backed away.

The shabby room was small, so it didn't matter for him to retreat, but he even retreated to the window.The two wooden windows opened silently, and the cool breeze was like a lingering hand on the back of his neck.

He shivered out of thin air, and looked out the window tremblingly.

I saw a tall locust tree standing outside the window, and two men were standing under the tree.One of them was dressed in civilian clothes, still young, with a handsome face, and seemed to be Mr. Zheng, the owner of the house.

"I'm going to Beijing for the exam tomorrow, thank you brother for helping me open my mind." Mr. Zheng bowed to the other man.

That man was a few years older than Mr. Zheng. He was wearing an indigo robe and had a very good demeanor. He had a neatly trimmed beard and he seemed to be from a wealthy family.

"If you go here, you will definitely rise to the top. It's just that you don't have such a blessing in your life. I made a trick for you. Don't be greedy for power and wealth. After 20 years, you must come back here, otherwise disasters will come to you. "The man in indigo repeatedly urged.

"Okay, I'll definitely be back..."

Mr. Zheng replied in an inaudible voice, obviously very guilty, and then his figure faltered, and disappeared into the night wind, never to be seen again.

Looking at this strange scene, Wang Zijin felt cold sweat dripping from his forehead. This seemed to be a parting that happened in the past, but for some reason, it scared him very much.

"Who?" The indigo-clothed man suddenly looked at him with eyes full of energy.

At the same time as his words sounded, the tall locust tree behind him changed rapidly, its luxuriant branches, leaves, and thick trunk all turned into vigorous black smoke.

The black smoke gathered together, and in an instant it turned into a giant black dragon with teeth and claws.

"Go!" The man waved his hand at the dragon, and the dragon roared and rushed towards the prince.

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"Wow!" Wang Zijin stepped back quickly, but the faucet smashed through the hut, dust filled the sky, and the ridge of the roof collapsed.

The old woman sewing under the lamp disappeared, and the warm light disappeared instantly. There was only a big brown monster standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

"You are trapped by demons. I chased after you for a long time, but you ignored me." The monster said softly, it was the spirit of this old house.

It turned out that it was the one who knocked on the door just now, but he thought it was some kind of evil spirit.

But the black dragon didn't allow him to think about it, opened its bloody mouth, and attacked them.

"Go!" Datou Zhailing waved his hands, and sprinkled a few drops of water from the bottom of his sleeves. When the water touched the faucet, the dense scales immediately disintegrated.

The prince didn't dare to delay in entering, so he ran away in a hurry.

He felt his feet were wet and slippery, and he was spinning around in the darkness like a headless fly, with a strong wind blowing behind him, as if the giant dragon was still chasing after him.Just when he was about to be exhausted, he saw a ray of light appearing in front of his eyes, and at the same time, a clear and pleasant voice sounded in his ears.

"Zi Jin, grab my hand!"

Sure enough, there was a cold and hard hand holding him. He didn't even think about it, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, he clasped that hand tightly, and a strong force instantly grabbed him and dragged him into the light.

Wang Zijin felt as if he was riding a cloud, his body flew up lightly, and when he opened his eyes again, he was standing at the door of the study.The door that had been tightly closed just now was opened, and Fei Rong, dressed in white as snow and smiling like a flower, was standing under the moonlight and staring at him.

And one of his jade-like long hands was clasping his wrist tightly.

When Wang Zijin saw him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He saw that the rockery in the courtyard looked like a quiet scene. Where could there be any miasma attacking people?
"It scared me to death... I had a terrible dream just now..." He called again and again.

"It's not a dream." Fei Xiao stretched out her hand and patted his shoulder, and several black shadows fell lightly.

Wang Zijin took a closer look, and it turned out to be a few green leaves, and he didn't know why.

"There are monsters who want to attack you and want to trap you in this Taoyuan Wonderland." Fei Xiao asked curiously, "Did you find something?"

"By the way, I did discover something extraordinary." He slapped his forehead, suddenly remembered the key point, and said in a trembling voice, "You, have you thought about the child? Besides death, there is another kind of death. Ways can disappear."

Fei Xiao tilted her head and frowned, as if she didn't understand the mystery behind his words.

Wang Zijin squinted his eyes and whispered: "A child, he can still become an adult, he will grow up." He continued, "Mr. Zheng's full name is Zheng Shiqi, and there happens to be a word Qi in his name. Could it be the Qi'er that the woman in white said?"

At this time, the tree shadows were swaying, and it seemed that even the moon had lost its brilliance. The two of them felt that there were too many things that they couldn't understand in this courtyard where time was stagnant.

Is this really a Taoyuan Wonderland?
"Zi Jin, it's rare for you to be smart." Fei Xiao raised her eyebrows and smiled at him, and said with great admiration, "I also found something strange in that lady's room."

"What's the matter? Is she the woman who asked us to save Mr. Zheng?" Wang Zijin asked hurriedly.

"It doesn't seem to be... Let's go and have a look, and you'll find out when you see him later." Fei Xiao hurriedly pulled him and walked towards his wife's room.

Wang Zijin walked behind him tremblingly, feeling that this Taoyuan fairyland was extremely terrifying, as if every plant and tree could turn into miasma at any time, killing him.

Unexpectedly, they were halfway through the corridor, and Fei Xiao suddenly slanted her eyes, pulled the prince into the shadow of the trees, and pressed a hand on his mouth.

The prince did not dare to catch his breath, and saw a pair of feet wearing satin boots walking slowly in front of the two on the stone steps of the corridor in front of him.There was a gust of wind from the corner of the robe, and dust was blowing towards his face, and he could even smell the dust.If it weren't for Fei Xiao's ear strength, the two of them would have been discovered at this time.

The man hurriedly walked towards the backyard, looking at the slender figure, he seemed to be Mr. Zheng, the owner of the house.

(End of this chapter)