Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Night Song

The candle in the room was still burning, emitting a dim yellow light, which was indistinct. Nangong Mo went back to the table and sat down, put his sword in his hand, and analyzed the strange situation in front of him with some worry - it was obvious that the Fufeng village at the foot of the mountain had suffered a terrible slaughter, and no one survived.So... what about the sword-testing villa on the mountain?Did the same happen to you? That guy Ye Tianzheng dragged on and refused to complete the marriage contract, could it be because Tian Lai had long ago... Such an ominous guess made him break out in a cold sweat.At that moment, he let out a sigh of frustration, and finally admitted that he still missed that tyrannical girl very much—this marriage was delayed again and again, and he showed that he was not in a hurry on the outside, but in his heart, he wished They took Ye Tianzheng out and beat him up, and forced him to ask why he was so slow in marrying his sister.

But after all, after the young man became famous, his heart became more and more angry, and he refused to bow his head easily, so how could he lower his face. The father also knew that his son had such a temper that he wanted to save face and suffer, so this time he was forced to go to the Jianjian Villa to ask Ye Tianzheng face to face, right?Unexpectedly, when he arrived, he saw such a strange situation. The candle was about to burn out, and it flowed down like red tears.Nangong Mo fell asleep on the couch, and just as he took off his outer robe, he saw the scar on his wrist and was taken aback for a moment.Rubbing his aching wrist after a hard fight, in a trance, the years when he was a teenager on Luofu Mountain flashed before his eyes——

The Nangong family and the Luofu Ye family are family friends, since he was a child he often came to Luofu Mountain with his elders to visit the old owner, and gradually became acquainted with the two brothers and sisters of the Ye family.Mrs. Ye passed away shortly after giving birth to her daughter, and Master Ye devoted all his energy to martial arts affairs. Second Miss Ye, Tian Lai, had no one to discipline her except her elder brother. That girl was full of energy, arrogant and domineering, and often beat and kicked Tianzheng and herself in the name of "learning martial arts".Ye Tianzheng is six years older than his younger sister, with a gentle and steady personality. Before his mother died, he asked this sensible elder brother to take care of his younger sister. He took care of Ye Tianlai meticulously since he was a child. I also want to praise "Tian Lai's progress is so fast"; while Nangong Mo was young and energetic at that time, he never refused to let people call her "stinky leaves, rotten leaves", every time Tian Lai hit him, he insisted on hitting him back, and the two fought In a group, they often make a fuss.

Later, his father Nangong said that he would be in charge of Dingjiange and become the leader of the martial arts in the Central Plains, so he made a marriage agreement with the old owner of Jianjian Villa. That year he was sixteen years old, the second young lady of the Ye family Tian Lai was twelve years old, and the eldest son of the Ye family was eighteen years old. The day when the marriage was settled was a big deal.He was still very depressed because of this, when he saw that little girl rushing over, beating her without saying a word.Because he was furious in his heart, he fought back unceremoniously, easily twisted Tian Lai's hand, and also hated: "What's your name? I just want to call it!——You think I want to marry a wife and come back and fight every day?" ?”

The twelve-year-old girl was stunned, and although she still didn't understand the meaning of marrying a wife, she pouted and cried loudly: "I don't want to marry you! I want to marry my brother—my father is dead, so I want to marry you!" Get out of the house! I want to marry my brother!" "Eh?" The sixteen-year-old boy was holding the child, and he was full of anger. He couldn't help laughing when he heard such words. Inexplicably hot. Hearing such words, Ye Tianzheng also froze there with a wry smile.The little girl Yuxiao also chased after her, standing behind the young master, couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile.The newly bought girl from the Ye family is only one year older than Tian Lai, but because she was born in a poor family and has experienced a lot of hardships, she is already much more sensible than Tian Lai.Master Ye pitied her for her loneliness, and saw that she was fluent in speech and decent in handling affairs, so he asked her to follow Master Shao to manage the daily affairs of the villa.

However, after hearing what Second Miss said, Yuxiao is a thirteen-year-old child after all, but she couldn't help being mischievous, as she walked over, she blinked her eyes: "Miss, don't make trouble, the future son-in-law will look bad. " It's okay not to say this, but when he said it, Ye Tianlai, who had just met his brother and was a little quieter, jumped up even more, scolding and scratching, Nangong Mo took a lot of effort to prevent her from kicking him. "Tian Lai has a bad temper, you still have to be more tolerant in the future." Although he was a childhood friend who has now become an in-law, this is the first time that Ye Tianzheng has given serious advice to that flamboyant sixteen-year-old boy.Nangong Mo blushed. Looking at Ye Tianlai, who was jumping up and down like a loach under his hands, trying to break free, he found that the girl was blushing, and she was actually very good-looking.

With such a distraction, Ye Tianlai broke free from his hand, and suddenly rushed forward and bit him viciously. "Ah!" He cried out holding his wrists in pain, so angry that he wanted to pull Ye Tianlai's hair.However, there was a wind in his ear, but Ye Tianzheng immediately held his hand, and he turned around in a daze, looking at his friend.The young owner of Jianjian Villa is still gentle and elegant, but his eyes are serious: "Tian Lai is a good child, you are not allowed to bully her in the future." "What? Did you make a mistake? Who is bullying whom now?" Nangong Mo felt that his wrist was about to break with that bite. , wouldn't that be useless?The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he cursed: "I don't want her!"

"I don't want you! I want to marry my brother!" With one bite, the child slipped out like a fish, ran to Yu Xiao's side, turned around and glared at the boy who bullied her since childhood, and made a vicious grimace. "Humph!" "Okay!" Nangong Mo laughed back angrily, covered his wrist and elbowed Ye Tianzheng, "Here, look, I can't stand your sister, so I'd better keep it for myself." "Fortunately, I didn't hurt my veins." Ye Tianzheng didn't joke like him, took a look at his friend's hand, and said calmly, "Although it's still early, you still have to learn how to restrain that girl. Otherwise, it will not be a problem for the two to fight every day."

"I don't want to marry him!" The girl raised her brows and got angry, then she came over and pulled her brother's sleeve, coquettishly, "If I want to marry, I will marry my brother! Brother is the best... so I can stay in the villa I stayed with my father and mother here. My father said that if I want to get married, he will spend a lot of money—this way I even save money." The child's serious plan made the two of them dumbfounded.Nangong Mo looked at this fluffy girl while clutching his wrist, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Tianlai," Ye Tianzheng bent down and patted his sister's head with a wry smile, "What nonsense, you will marry after all. Brother Nangong is actually a good person, he will definitely treat you well."

"I won't marry someone else! No one else treats me as well as an older brother!" Ye Tianlai's temper came up again, angry. "Even if Tian Lai doesn't marry, my brother will marry a wife." Ye Tianzheng's temper was as good as ever, he picked up the child and smiled, "Look, in a few years you will be old enough, and it will not be convenient for my brother to even hug you. ——If you don't find a good husband's family, how can you rest assured?" "Brother...do you want to marry a wife?" As if he didn't hear the words behind, the child tugged on his brother's skirt, "Marrying a wife means staying with her, don't you want Tian Lai? Is there any other girl?" , is it more beautiful and pleasing than Tian Lai?"

"It's not necessarily more beautiful, it's more worry-free than you for sure." Nangong Mo wrapped his wrists angrily and replied, "Oh, no matter how good my brother is, she belongs to my sister-in-law—you think Tianzheng can stay with you forever what?" However, this time the bully didn't jump up and hit him as usual, Ye Tianlai lowered his head, seemed a little dazed, and was quiet.Ye Tianzheng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had finally behaved, and was about to hand her over to the maid Yuxiao to take care of her. When he lowered his head, he saw tears in the eyes of the cute doll-like girl in his arms, and her long eyelashes fluttering. So he burst into tears: "No, no, no! Brother, don't want a sister-in-law! Don't marry me!" "Ah, Tian Lai won't cry anymore, of course Tian Lai is the most beautiful and cutest." Ye Tianzheng loved this sister since he was a child, and quickly coaxed him, "Brother doesn't want a sister-in-law anymore, can I stay with you forever?" "Hmm...you can't hold back!" Ye Tianlai finally smiled through tears, stretched out her small hand and hugged her brother's neck, turned her head and glared at Nangong Mo triumphantly, and snorted, "I want my brother, so I don't want to marry for you!" Tears were still hanging on the eyelashes, but a bud-like smile bloomed on the girl's face. "If you don't marry, you don't marry, who cares?" He was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously retorted, turned and walked away.However, after walking a few steps, he couldn't help turning around to take a look. Ye Tianlai had already been coaxed and persuaded by Yuxiao to go back—he was standing in the corridor, looking at the girl's back, and suddenly felt a little dazed. He knew that after this time, it might be very difficult to see her again... Although they are from Wulin, the Nangong family and Luo Fuye's family are big and prestigious families, and the girl is not allowed to show her face in public from the moment she is engaged to the time she leaves her boudoir. That girl... If she grows up, she must be a beauty, right? When he turned around, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart, which made him secretly happy involuntarily. "That girl... Has she grown into a beauty now? Shouldn't she have a better temper?" Under the lonely lamp in the deserted village, Nangong Mo slept with his sword on his pillow, but his mind was filled with the past ten years ago. Going to Luofu Mountain, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.Suddenly, a thought jumped out of his mind, making him sit up in shock—— "Ah, I'm always procrastinating. Is it because that girl refuses to marry anyone but my brother?" He sat up in the middle of the night, and couldn't help laughing bitterly: "Uh...impossible. In ten years, that girl's mind will grow a little bit, right?" Suddenly he was frustrated by his unsteadiness, and he hated himself for not being able to live up to it. He tapped his head, turned over and lay down again. "Da", in the silence, a soft sound suddenly came from somewhere in the room, which was clearer in the middle of the night than in the daytime.This time Nangong Mo accurately heard the direction of the sound, and without thinking, he immediately drew his sword and stabbed into the closet next to him! With a bang, the Miehun Sword sank into the rotten wood, and there was a dull sound from the closet, something suddenly lost its balance, and the whole door of the closet fell down.Nangong Mo immediately jumped back to the table with sawdust flying, and looked at the thing crawling out of the closet by the dying light - another pale zombie. The sword pierced a transparent hole in the zombie's body, and blood poured out as if pouring from a ruptured skin bag, all over the ground.The zombie in the pool of blood fell to the ground and twitched, struggled, and crawled inch by inch, its gray eyeballs rolled up, staring at him closely, coughing sound from its throat. Nangong Mo watched the weird zombie crawling over covered in blood, and felt chills all over his body.Before the pale hand grabbed his ankle, he kicked the zombie's temple. Because of the tension and force, he kicked the head away from the rotting body. With a "gudong", the human head splashed a blood-red flower on the wall and rolled to the ground.The body twitched a few times, but didn't move anymore. Nangong Mo let out a long breath, feeling sick uncontrollably.Looking at the headless corpse on the ground, the doubts in my heart became more intense: I have seen two of the same "zombies", but each one seems to be stiff and clumsy, and not too harmful.Before being alarmed by him, it seemed that those zombies stayed quietly and had no intention of actively hurting anyone. But how exactly did these zombies appear? There are many strange things in southern Xinjiang, such as peach blossom miasma, Miao people's witchcraft, the female history of Huahua in the Huanhua Palace, the ghost descending from the Moon Worship Sect... He had heard these things long ago when he was walking in the rivers and lakes.However, I have never heard of such a walking dead in front of me.Or is there a strange plague here? He stared at the puddle of blood on the wall in a daze, but countless thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. However, the moment his eyes were concentrated, he couldn't help but blurted out in a low voice - flower! On the wall, in the pool of blood splashed by the head just now, a bright red flower unexpectedly bloomed quickly again!Germination, leaves, and blooming in an instant, so fast that people think they are dreaming. Such a strange flower... exactly the same as the red wildflowers that grow in clusters in the backyard. Nangong Mo knew something was wrong, so he didn't dare to touch the strange plant that had already produced flower seeds. After thinking for a while, the crescent moon leaf slipped silently into the palm of his hand, raised it slightly, and pointed the thin curved blade towards the fragile flower stem Cut it off. "Ding!" At that moment, the flower seeds split open suddenly, and a small sharp object popped out and hit the crescent moon leaf.Such a tiny thing can actually make the throwing knife he sends out deviate from the original direction!Crescent Moon Ye roared and turned into the air, but he drew his sword at the same time, and immediately closed the empty door in front of him—there was another sharp "ding" sound, and his wrist was shaken so painfully. In the darkness, something tiny was caught again. He stopped, turned his head, and sank into the darkness. That's not a flower seed...that thing is definitely not a flower seed.It was the same thing wriggling in the flesh and blood of the zombie's neck in the backyard: something alive and moving on its own, strangely powerful. what exactly is it? ...What exactly is hiding in this dark empty fortress! Nangong Mo stared at the withered flower on the wall, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart—as if something had descended quietly in the darkness, and a strong evil aura rushed towards his face. "Da da da", a series of knocking sounds came from everywhere, without slowing down, as if countless people inside and outside the house were knocking on the wall of the house with their knuckles. Nangong Mo didn't dare to stay in this empty room anymore, so he simply picked up the bag and jumped out with the beating Soul Miejian sword in hand. The moment he jumped out, he gasped: They are all human! This village was still empty during the day, but in the middle of the night, pale-faced people were wandering silently all over the street.These zombie-like people came out of nowhere, with dull expressions, gray eyeballs, stiff hands and feet, walking around, seemingly looking for something aimlessly. When he jumped out, he bumped into someone who was wandering here under the window. The "person" glanced at him with gray-white eyeballs expressionlessly, but before Nangong Mo was about to pull out the Soul-killing Sword, he turned his head away, ignored him, and leaned in from the window, as if reaching out his hand to grab something. Nangong Mo didn't want to disturb these strange zombies, so he quietly backed away with his sword, walked along the corner of the wall, and glanced at these pale monsters wandering all over the street from the corner of his eyes - so many things that popped up all of a sudden were people?Or a ghost?What the hell are they doing?Parade in the middle of the night? The last question will soon have an answer.He turned his head and saw that the guy who had leaned into the room just now had come out, pulling the strange flower growing on the wall in his hand, and the tuber had been stuffed into his mouth, chewing it non-stop, as if enjoying it very much.Nangong Mo looked at this flower-eating monster in surprise, and suddenly saw that as he chewed, something seemed to be rolling around in a small hole in his neck, almost breaking the skin. It's that sharp and tiny thing!It was the inexplicable creature that attacked him twice in the darkness just now! Nangong Mo held back his nausea and fear, and staggered back along the wall. He saw pale-faced people all over the village wandering around, looking for the clusters of red flowers, digging up the soil, stuffing it into their mouths and chewing with relish. He noticed that everyone's neck had the same wound, and the same weird thing wriggled inside. What the hell... is it because of that thing that made these things like that? Before he could figure out the answer, there was a sad flute sound in the night wind. It was a strange flute sound, without a melody, but it seemed like someone was crying somewhere in the empty village, with a childlike tone. ——It was so strange and familiar that Nangong Mo suddenly forgot where he was, and his mind suddenly became distracted. The moment the flute sounded, all the zombies paused.Countless pairs of gray eyeballs rolled, and finally focused on the young Central Plains man who broke into the empty village. There was a strange coughing sound from his throat, as if in response to the sound of the flute—then in unison, countless pairs of pale hands suddenly He stretched out and grabbed the young man who was in a daze.