"The flowers fade, the flowers fly all over the sky, and the fragrance is gone, who can pity them~"

"The silk is soft and the spring pavilion is floating, and the fallen catkins are lightly touched to the embroidered curtain~"

It was almost the hour when Su Yang was humming the 86th edition of the Burial Flower Song, and Youyou pushed the door and walked out. Tonight Su Yang wanted to do one big thing, that is, dig out Gu Baozhu buried in the mountain.

Yesterday, due to Gu Baozhu's death, Xiao Yingzhou's literary club naturally dispersed, and Gu Baozhu was also pulled into the coffin by Governor Gu and buried it in a hurry.

Although the night in Hangzhou is not as noisy as Jinling, it is also brightly lit. When Su Yang walked on the street at will, he could hear some scholars writing poems to mourn for Gu Baozhu's death. Su Yang passed through this street and headed towards the place where Gu Baozhu was buried.

"Oh, Mr. Su, where are you going?"

Su Yang, who was walking, heard someone shouting, turned around and saw that it was the shopkeeper Dong who was reading the literary club yesterday, selling books at Qiantangmen. Su Yang once asked him to ask about printing books, but this person was unwilling to engrave books casually because of the wrong situation.

"Shopkeeper Dong."

After seeing Manager Dong, Su Yang responded and said, "I'm bored at home, so go out for a walk."

When Manager Dong heard this, he solemnly said to Su Yang: "Young Master Su, it is not peaceful in Hangzhou. If there is nothing wrong at night, it is best not to wander around the streets... Recently, there have been several cases of people who were killed in the streets in Hangzhou. However, the yamen is suppressed and ordinary people are not aware of it."

Su Yang nodded, looked at Manager Dong and said, "Thank you for the reminder."

If Su Yang arrives in a place on weekdays, he will naturally call the City God and use the mouth of the City God to understand everything here. It is just Hangzhou. Since meeting Yu Jian's soul that day, he heard that the way to the underworld in Hangzhou was controlled by the Rakshasa Ghost King. Therefore, Su Yang did not go to the City God Temple without authorization, but planned to slowly understand the situation in Hangzhou, or just wait for the Weaver Girl and Dong Shuangcheng to come to him and tell him what should be.

At this time, when I saw Manager Dong, Su Yang bowed to Manager Dong and said, "Boss Dong, yesterday was on the West Lake, you were vague about the Rakshasa ghost. Today, since we two can meet here, what is this Rakshasa ghost? Please tell me in detail."

When we met yesterday, Su Yang obviously felt that this shopkeeper Dong was a good person.

"Of course I can tell you."

Manager Dong heard Su Yang's inquiry and said with a smile: "But Mr. Su, I want me to tell you everything about the Rakshasa ghost. I need you to recite a book first and experience it in detail. After you understand the true meaning of this book, I will tell you about the Rakshasa ghost."

endorsement?

Since taking jade liquid, this is Su Yang’s profession.

After hearing Manager Dong’s request, Su Yang was not afraid at all and said with a smile: “What book, you can give it to me, and I will recite it to you immediately.”

Seeing Su Yang like this, Manager Dong reached out and took out a book in his sleeve, stuffed it directly into Su Yang's sleeve, and whispered: "This book should not be displayed in front of others at this time. Mr. Su can go home and memorize it silently. My house is in the Qiantangmen book shop. If you recite it carefully, come to me directly."

After saying this, Manager Dong left mysteriously.

What book?

Su Yang used his wise eyes, looked through his sleeves, and then... "The Old Testament".

At this time, the scriptures preached by the White Lotus Sect...

Alas... Your missionary has been passed on to me...

Su Yang put the Old Testament on his chest and planned to go to Manager Dong to see another day. He would not reveal his identity for now, but secretly observe how the White Lotus Sect is working here and see how the White Lotus Sect is preaching here.

Hangzhou should be where the Longhua Sect, one of the Ten White Lotus Sects, is located. The Longhua Sect leader Zeng Zhiming once told Su Yang that the development of the Longhua Sect was developed among rich people... However, as soon as the "Old Testament" was released, I am afraid that many landlords would not want to do it anymore.

With the Old Testament in his arms, Su Yang went to the grave where Gu Baozhu was, left Hangzhou City, and walked into the deep mountains outside. The surroundings were cold and depressing. Crows were croaking on the trees. Su Yang did not call a lantern and walked freely in this dense forest where he could not see his fingers. In just a while, he passed through the dense forest in front of him and came to a deserted place.

There is a new tomb and a pile of new soil. The peerless beauties in Hangzhou City are now buried here.

Su Yang pinched the marks in his hand, preparing to move the soil away and dig out Gu Baozhu.

"Woooooooooooooooooo..."

A burst of crying came.

Su Yang, who was rolling up his sleeves and trying to do things, paused. Of course, this sound was not made by Gu Baozhu buried here, but from the dense forest. Su Yang looked over there and saw Li Xinrong walking up with a lantern and a basket carrying a car. After seeing Su Yang standing here, Li Xinrong, who was crying, was stunned.

"Who are you?"

Li Xinrong frowned and asked Su Yang.

"I saw you performing arts two days ago, so I gave you some money. Now that I have made a lot of money, have you forgotten me?"

Su Yang looked at Li Xinrong and pointed it out. When he was outside Lingyin Temple, Su Yang saw them performing arts there. He saw that Li Xinrong was not a person who usually performed his skills all his life, so he helped him some money.

"I don't remember."

Li Xinrong shook his head and came to Gu Baozhu's tomb. He put out all kinds of fruits and meat in the basket. In the past two days, he was full of Gu Baozhu. Even the trick he had in Xiaoyingzhou yesterday, Li Xinrong felt that he performed specifically for Gu Baozhu, so he worked very hard and won a lot of applause.

“…”

Su Yang took two steps back, sat directly on the ground, quietly watching Li Xinrong worship, preparing to dig out Gu Baozhu after Li Xinrong worshipped.

"Miss Porcelain."

After Li Xinrong lit incense, shed tears when he looked at the grave and said choking, "I am a stupid person. I can't say any good poems. I have only met you once, and I can't say anything missing the past. Anyway, Miss Baozhu, you passed away, I'm very sad. It's not that I'm making unreasonable thoughts. I just want Miss Baozhu, you can be safe and sound, and be happy."

Su Yang supported his face and listened faintly as Li Xinrong cried here.

"Young Master..."

Li Xinrong turned his face and looked at Su Yang sitting lightly, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, and asked, "Young Master, are you here to pay tribute to Miss Baozhu?"

"no."

Su Yang said lightly: "I have never known her."

Li Xinrong frowned again and asked Su Yang in a deep voice: "Then what are you doing when you come here?"

Yesterday, Governor Gu was extremely sad and placed a lot of gold, silver and jade ornaments in Miss Baozhu's grave, and these gold, silver and jade ornaments were easy to summon thieves.

Su Yang saw through Li Xinrong's thoughts and asked with a smile: "Look at me with thick eyebrows and big eyes, I look like a tomb robber?"

Only then did Li Xinrong turn around in shame.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Another cry came, and the cry was still a male voice, as if it was in the ears, and in the forest. The sound was suddenly very close and very far away. This sound made Li Xinrong feel creepy when he heard it. He turned his head to look at Su Yang, and saw Su Yang looking in a direction in the dense forest. Li Xinrong looked along Su Yang's gaze and saw a person who made him grit his teeth and hated him.

Du Kangen.

At this time, Du Kangen did not have the same spirit as before. His face was pale and ashamed, and he staggered to the front of Gu Baozhu's grave, and then knelt down with a plop.

"Bow, I'm sorry for you."

After hearing the news of Gu Baozhu's death, Du Kangen was extremely sad and said, "It was all my thoughts and my selfishness. I wanted to stay with you for the rest of my life, so that the initial mistake will be made, and then you will be desperate..."

Kneeling in front of Gu Baozhu's grave, Du Kangen honestly admitted all his faults.

"Why do you still have the face to come here?"

After seeing Du Kangen, Li Xinrong gritted his teeth in anger. At this time, he heard Du Kangen admit his mistake at Gu Baozhu, and reached out and pushed Du Kangen, pushing Du Kangen seven or eight steps.

"Miss Baozhu likes you because you are a talented man. Who knows that you are a fool with nothing in your stomach!"

Li Xinrong pointed at Du Kangen and cursed: "You pretended to be a member of the Hangzhou official, but it was actually to do such shameless things."

When Du Kangen heard Li Xinrong's scolding, he kept his head down and silently continued toward Gu Baozhu's grave.

"Go away!"

Li Xinrong pushed Du Kangen again and said, "You have made Miss Gu look like this. Now that you are here, are you embarrassed to be a false kindness and righteousness?"

"I'm fake."

When Du Kangen heard Li Xinrong's words, he murmured: "My knowledge is fake, my literature is fake, but only my heart for Miss Baozhu is real and true."

While speaking, Du Kangen came to Gu Baozhu's grave with a sad expression.

"Is your heart real?"

Li Xinrong looked at Du Kangen and sneered: "You dug out your heart and let me see if it's true?"

Du Kangen looked at Su Yang, then at Li Xinrong, who was making things difficult for him, lowered his head and said, "Actually, it doesn't need to dig it open. As long as I cut open my chest, you will naturally see it..."

Cut the chest open?

Just when Li Xinrong was surprised, Du Kangen, who was in front of him, untied his clothes and stretched out his hand to stroke his body. The skin on Du Kangen's body was like a piece of clothing, naturally slashing open, revealing his body inside.

A bone was white and thorough. Apart from this bone, Li Xinrong saw that there was nothing inside, without any flesh and blood. His entire human skin was like the clothes he was wearing. Apart from the bones, there was only a beating heart under this human skin.

"This is my sincerity."
Chapter completed!