Chapter 32 Chapter 1 Yaohua Withering Rain, Where in the Mountains Calls for Souls

Afterwards, the voice of the song became more charming, and the meaning of the words became more and more swaying. The non-male and non-female singing came to my ears, and it was indescribably obscene. Hearing such singing, the young man who was quietly paying attention in the darkness of the bridal chamber became clearer in his heart.The aphrodisiac incense in the corner of the wall, the dreamgrass in the cup, and this charming and flirtatious singing voice all urged him to hurry up and bridal chamber.It's a pity that the evildoer who came from nowhere outside the house, although he has learned some techniques of seduction, underestimated the skills of these young men and women; Ling Xueyi, having been reminded quietly by the hall master, now also has a dignified appearance, leaning against the embroidered curtain beside the bed with Qiong Xi, listening coldly to the seductive singing outside the window in the dark.

After listening to it for a while, seeing that the meaning of the word was getting worse and worse, Kou Xueyi's pretty dimple still had a trace of shame, then completely faded away, and changed into a frosty look.At this time, her delicate body moved slightly, and she wanted to shake her hands and throw herself out the window, to capture that life-or-death evildoer. However, as soon as she moved her body, her catkin like snow was caught by the hall master and pressed on the brocade beside the bed.This is a wake-up call to tell her not to startle the snake for the time being.Because this time they came only to look for the water spirit, and they have no clue yet; and the strange singing sound outside the house is probably related to this matter.Being in an unpredictable place, the demon voice doesn't have much intention of harming others, so it's better to let it go for a while, and slowly investigate and wait for it to show its feet.Although, the singing voice outside the house is so enchanting, it is absolutely impossible to hear it from the most pure spiritual creature conceived in the blessed land of the cave.

In addition, Xingyan thought about it quickly just now, and felt that there was something strange about Cuili Village in this matter.Let’s not talk about worshiping the hall for joy, maybe it is true; but after thinking about all these things since the worshiping hall, I feel that they have done it a little carefully.Among other things, it is very unreasonable to let Qiongxu and Xueyi stay in the same room with him after paying homage to the bridal chamber.Because at this time in the world, when men marry wives and concubines, although they often worship together, when they arrive at the bridal chamber, they have to live in two separate huts, which are divided into two huts, which are divided into eve and night; The sensational fragrance is spring tea, coupled with the suspicious obscene lyrics on the top of the tree outside the house, it seems that everything matters, just want him and these two girls to achieve Wushan's cloud and rain earlier.

"Hmph! You're underestimating me this time!" As the saying goes, "too much is too late", at this moment when I wake up and say that the drunkenness is gone, my heart is extremely sober.It's just that, although you can see that something is wrong, it is not appropriate to act rashly at this time.Although it is very suspicious, maybe these are just coincidences; because the customs of this foreign race may also be different from those of other places, one should not rush to conclude that this Jiuli survivor must have colluded with that evildoer.With such considerations in his mind, Xing Yan decided to keep his face, not to startle the snake, maybe the matter of the water essence should be due to this kind of weirdness, and it happened to follow the vine at that time.

After thinking about his thoughts, Xingyan suddenly felt a puff of heat seeping through his palm. "Ah! I forgot to press Xueyi's hand." Aware of this, he was about to quickly take it away as usual, but Xingyan was startled suddenly, thinking of the scene of spring waves under the red candle not long ago, he couldn't help but think about it, and couldn't help himself.Thinking of the miserable appearance of the Plum Blossom Fairy in the past, Xing Yan felt a little apologetic.Sighing secretly, he thought in his heart: "Oh, that's all, this hasty visit to the hall, although it was a show in front of outsiders, was still rash, and I feel sorry for these two girls. But this marriage matter, it was originally impossible Suddenly ignore it; if Xueyi really has the heart, I can't just go to court and get married like this hastily. Then I have to wait until I settle down, ask for the order of my parents, the words of the matchmaker, and then use the happy sedan chair to get her three matchmakers and six proofs Marry into the family seriously, this is the respect for her..."

Although he is only envisioning it in his heart now, such a complete set of thoughts still inevitably makes him a little fanciful.With a bit of a youthful heart, Xingyan clenched the fiery soft jade hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Xueyi... this long night is long and boring, why don't we just do what the song said?" thing!" "what……" The woman let out a low cry when she heard the words, her cheeks were already blushing with embarrassment - but the man came up to him, and what he did was just what he did in his dream last time.At this time, the little sister next to her who had been tossing and tossing all night had already laid down on the brocade quilt, snoring and falling asleep soundly.In the not-so-large thatched cottage beside the clear water pool, the room is filled with a sense of spring.

However, at this time, the night sky in the mountain village outside Yixue Hall was not very peaceful.Around midnight, outside the already peaceful house, there was another burst of ghost crying. Although the sound was not loud, it seemed very sad.But when Xingyan listened carefully, the ghost cry disappeared without a trace and never appeared again.This night, all the strange things that happened in the Li village inside and outside the house were secretly recorded in the young man's mind. The next morning, when Xingyan woke up from his sleep, he saw Xueyi sitting in front of the window over there, combing her new makeup on the dressing table.Waiting for Xingyan to look at it at this time, Xueyi is already in a high bun, with a green maid like mist, looking like a bride. Hearing the sound of the bed here, Xueyi turned her head and smiled sweetly at her hall master——looking at this moment, the plum blossom fairy was just sweeping her eyebrows lightly, and Zhu Yandan's lips were just indescribably soft. Charming.Seeing this, Xingyan smiled and was about to speak when the little sister next to her who had been sleeping soundly woke up, rubbing her eyes under the warm blanket and saying, "Good morning, brother!" Hearing her confused hello, the elder brother who slept in his clothes last night knew that his little sister, who was sometimes smart and sometimes confused, must not remember what happened last night at this moment—— Well, you can save some explanation. After waking up early in the morning, the head of the clan, Mr. Su Li, sent someone to pick up a load of fruit as a wedding congratulation, and told them to rest in peace.But at this time, Xingyan was not in the mood to stay in Yixuetang anymore; after eating something carelessly, he and Xueyiqiongxun went to the patriarch's house with the villager who came to give gifts to thank him.When they got near the patriarch's courtyard, the villager pointed out to the three of them, then said goodbye and went home to do his own work. The old patriarch's house in Suli is a courtyard facing east from west; a small courtyard is surrounded by a bamboo fence as high as one person, so that people can't see the appearance of the houses in the courtyard.Surprisingly, although the climate in this Li village is abnormal, green grass and trees can still be seen everywhere in the village in winter, but the vines on the fence wall of the patriarch's house are surprisingly green and dense. Go, the greenery in the eyes seems to turn into water and flow down.Looking from outside the fence, although the houses in Su Li's hometown can't be seen clearly, one can see a tall camphor tree, which is as graceful as a cover, with intertwined green branches and full of green leaves. Walking to the small courtyard, Xingyan shouted outside the wooden fence door: "Is anyone home?" ... After a while, someone answered in a low voice: "Yes." Hearing someone's promise, Xingyan pushed open the gate and walked into the courtyard.Xueyi and Qiongxu naturally followed behind him like a shadow. After entering the gate of the courtyard, he saw a strong young man with bushy eyebrows and big eyes standing under the camphor tree in the courtyard. He looked at these uninvited guests vigilantly with a fierce expression on his face.Although it was winter, but his upper body was naked, his body was full of muscles, and he was very strong.Judging by the strange look on his face, it seems that he doesn't know what happened in the village these two days, he seems to have no idea how many people from Xingyan came to his village as guests. Seeing his skeptical expression, Xing Yan hurriedly raised his fists with a smile, and said politely: "Brother, is the old Patriarch of Su Li at home? I came here to thank him specially today!" Hearing Xingyan's polite question, the man looked him up and down a few times, and then replied stiffly: "My grandpa is not here." Then he didn't ask why these people thanked his grandfather, and continued to focus on the work at hand, regardless of the few strangers beside him. "oh, I see……" Although the patriarch was not there, the master did not chase away the guests, and he did not plan to leave for a while, so he stood aside and carefully sized up the grandson of the patriarch. Watching carefully from the side, Xing Yan found that the patriarch's grandson was not too old, he was in the middle of his life, he was born with tiger eyes and sword eyebrows, and there was a bit of heroic spirit between his brows.It's just that for some reason, this tall young man who was supposed to be imposing and imposing, now has a sense of sadness lingering between his eyes and brows, and there are many white hairs mixed with the black hair on the sideburns.Now this man with a sad face is carefully trimming the board in his hand, peeling off the dull bark, revealing the plain white wood color. Seeing him as if there was no one else around, he ignored him, woke up and said he didn't mind, just looked at the courtyard at will.I looked up at the tall camphor tree crown, then looked around at the lush green moss and weeds in the courtyard, and watched again and again.It looked as if he was interested in those overgrown weeds.At this time, there is a cool breeze blowing in the small courtyard. After waiting like this for about half a stick of incense, the patriarch's grandson, who had been silent and busy with his carpentry, finally spoke again: "Are you Han people?" "Exactly!" Hearing him speak, Xingyan was very happy, and hurriedly responded with courtesy. "Then can you write?" "of course!" "Oh." Hearing what he said, the man fell silent again. He seemed to be struggling for a while before he hesitated and said: "...My Chinese name is Su Afu. I would like to ask you to write a few words for me." "It turned out to be Brother Ah Fu, of course it's no problem!" Xingyan said that he wanted to make friends, and the matter was not difficult to do, so he agreed without thinking. Hearing his happy answer, Nasu Afon thanked him, then turned and went back to the house, fetched grandpa's writing brush, charcoal ink, poured some clear water on the bluestone pit under the camphor tree, and put black charcoal in it, "chuck." Chi Chi" for a while, grind the black ink well, then dip the brush in the ink, and give Xing Yan with both hands, asking him to write. "Oh, so it was written on this wooden board." Seeing Su Afu pointing at the newly made wooden sign, Xingyan asked him what he wanted to write.Hearing his question, this tall and strong man suddenly showed a look of pain, the muscles on his face were tangled and trembling, and after a while, he almost burst out word by word: "Write, write to my deceased Guest, Shui, Ruo." When it came to the last two words, it seemed to weigh as much as a thousand catties, and it was extremely difficult to say.Hearing this, Xing Yan realized that the snow-white wooden tablet in his hand was actually a new spirit tablet that Su Afu made for his dead wife. After pondering for a while, Xing Yan carefully told the sad man in front of him that if he followed the rules of the Han people, the tablet should be written "the position of the late wife Su Shui". After hearing his words, the plain-faced grandson of the patriarch was silent for a while, and then asked, "Is there no Shui Ruo name?" Hearing his question, Xing Yan realized that the word "Shui" was not his wife's surname, so he asked his late wife's maiden name.Who knows, it's just such a simple question, but Su Afu said "I don't know". Seeing this, Xingyan also talked a lot, and only asked him if he wanted to add his wife's name.Because according to the customs at that time, there was no name on the spiritual seat of a dead woman.Hearing his question, Su Afu, who had a painful expression on his face, lost his mind for a while, and then said calmly: "Add it. She likes this name." So Xingyan took a pen and wrote on the snow-white tablet: "The position of the late wife Su's Shui Ruo". Then solemnly handed it to this distressed person. During this day, apart from writing tablets for the patriarch's grandson, Xingyan and the others did not encounter anything else.During the whole day, he did not meet the hospitable old patriarch. At night, the boy who didn't gain much had no choice but to go back to the Yixue Hall in the west of Bishui Pool to rest. Even though the day was uneventful, at this moment in Xing Yan's heart, there seemed to be a faint realization.Lying on the wooden couch outside the village, what happened in the past few days flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.The colorful hall with red candles burning brightly, the seductive singing voice, the patriarch's courtyard full of green colors in winter, and the mournful look of the patriarch's grandson mourning his dead wife... "what?" Just as he was thinking hard, he woke up in the dark and said that a flash of light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes: "Shui Ruo? Su Shi Shui Ruo?" Chewing the name several times in his mouth, Xingyan sat up suddenly, his eyes glowing in the darkness: "Ah! The old Dragon Lord said that if you want to find the water essence, you should pay attention to those who seem to be— - Doesn't the word 'Ruo' in the name Shui Ruo mean 'siru'?" "It's just...how could that Shangqing Shuiling die so easily?" The young man who had a flash of inspiration was so excited that he couldn't sleep at this moment; so he got out of bed in his clothes, paced back and forth in the hall, and tried hard to think. It was already midnight, almost midnight; the young man who was pacing back and forth in Yixue Hall, thinking, seemed unaware that several strange things were happening in the entire village outside his house. At the time of the midnight change, the originally peaceful Lizhai Mountain Village suddenly opened the gates of every household, and silent villagers walked out of it, each wearing robes with strange patterns and colors.Quietly walking out of the house, they knelt down in front of their respective doors.Afterwards, these sleepless survivors of Jiuli seemed to have received some kind of mysterious call by coincidence. They all headed in the same direction, kowtowed and prayed to the majestic mountains in the southeast of the village, and chanted mantras with strange voices. And when they were praying together, in this quiet mountain village, strands of dark red dust suddenly rose from all over the village, barely noticeable in the dark night, and then connected into blocks, healed in all directions, and formed a circle in a blink of an eye. A huge but thin fire-colored cloud film fluttered and drifted towards the mountains in the southeast. After the thin fire cloud drifted away, all the old and young people in the village knelt down and prayed, and one by one, they filed back to their respective houses in silence.In a blink of an eye, the mountain village returned to its previous tranquility, as if nothing had happened just now—in the silence, only the little green will-o'-the-wisp drifted towards the village like crazy in the dark night!