The most elegant of Changjing's ten wonders is no longer there.
Hexian Tower, which used to be crowded with dignitaries and dignitaries, has now closed its doors after Miss Wanjiang's funeral.
This is the junction of the east and west cities. Celebrities and dignitaries often pass by the door. If they are regular customers, they can't help but stop and glance at the deserted door, thinking of the people who used to drink and listen to the piano here.
Every day, I couldn't help but sigh when I thought of the sound of the piano that seemed to come from the sky, and the unparalleled elegance of the immortal on the piano.
Occasionally, some neighbors said that they vaguely heard the sound of the piano coming from Hexian Tower at night. It was still beautiful, but it could only be heard when half asleep and half-awake.
Once you wake up and listen carefully to look for it, it will disappear without a trace.
One or two is okay, many neighbors said so, which made people feel a little scared, wondering if there was something strange. Some literati were also happy because of this, feeling that Miss Wanjiang had not left, but was still guarding this place.
This is a Hexian Tower. If you don't want to save face, I'm afraid you will have to climb over the wall with your blanket and spend the night in the house.
As for the maids beside Miss Jiang that night and the few old men who had been following them, no one knew where they had gone.
It started to snow in Changjing.
This is not the sleet on the winter solstice, but heavy snow.
The heavy snow made the sky dark, and all the pedestrians on the street folded their hands and hunched their necks, walking in a hurry. Some people huddled in the shelter from the wind at the foot of the wall, huddled together, a group of people who did not know each other, huddled together to avoid the severe cold.
The attic of Hexian Tower facing the street is still an open attic. There is a woman standing on the edge, holding on to the railing and looking down. Snowflakes are flying, white gauze is fluttering, but the pedestrians below cannot see her.
There were footsteps behind me.
"I don't know how many people will freeze to death this year." The woman said without looking back, her voice gentle and quiet.
"You have really stayed in Changjing for too long and interacted with people too much. You almost think of yourself as a human being." The maid's voice came from behind, "We are not human. How many people have frozen to death in Changjing? How many people have frozen to death in Changjing?"
How much does it matter to us? As long as we are not the ones who killed him."
"rational……"
"There are far more foxes dying than people dying in the wild every year." The maid said with a smile, "We don't care about the life or death of ordinary foxes, the emperors and generals in Changjing, and the gods in heaven don't care about ordinary people, maybe some more people will freeze to death.
They are even happier. Anyway, there are so many people now but so little land. If it weren’t for that Yanxian, it would have already been a disaster. If more people freeze to death, they can still be filled with Fengzhou ghost town."
"One by one..."
"I am Sansan."
"It's Sansan..."
"How come you can't even tell the difference between your own tail?" the maid said with some dissatisfaction.
"Too many tails."
The woman's voice remained calm, without any hint of shame.
The eight tails all look the same. When they grow on the body, they can tell who is ahead of them, who is left and who is right. If they fall off, it becomes a matter of course that they cannot tell the difference. As everyone knows, some animals only have one tail.
I can't tell if it's my own.
Just when I was about to say something, I felt a faint fragrance coming from the wind, coming from the yard next to me.
The woman couldn't help but turn her head and look.
There is a plum tree in the yard that is ten years old. Trees like this always have flowers but no leaves. In this winter season, the branches are black, as if they are dead, but there are white spots between the branches.
They are not yellow plums or red plums, but white flowers with green calyces. From a distance, they look whiter than the snow. If you don’t look carefully, you might think they are snowflakes accumulated on the tree trunks.
But of course it's not snow, and snow has no scent.
"The plum blossoms are blooming..."
"It just opened, right?"
"Has the Taoist priest from Fulong Temple returned?"
"How do I know?" the maid said, "I don't even know where he went."
"I'm going to Beiqin Mountain to find the Snake Fairy."
"how do you know?"
"Guess."
The woman answered calmly.
"If you go to look for the Snake Immortal, you will definitely talk about the Imperial Master's Fengzhou Ghost City. Are you afraid?" the maid asked with a smile.
"What's so scary about this? Just let it happen." The woman turned her head and looked at the plum blossoms blooming alone in Ling Han's side, and said, "If you can get it, it's fate. If you can't get it, you'll be bound to Fulong Temple.
"
"You can see clearly."
"What else can I do?"
"Knowing that the successor of Fulong Temple is coming down the mountain, the Imperial Master should have made adequate preparations in the past few years. I think even the successor of Fulong Temple may not be able to defeat all laws with one force."
"Did you say he's back?"
"If you go to Beiqin Mountain, it's time to come back after so many days, right?" the maid said, "Would you like me to go over and have a look?"
As she said that, she just turned around and turned into a white fox with red eyes. She lay down and scratched with her hind feet.
"It's been more than half a month since we last met. It's time for us to pay a visit." The woman said, "The plum blossoms are in bloom. You can pick one for me."
"Would you like to ask for some information?"
"Don't make random guesses."
"Don't you need me to go take a look first?"
"It's time to go in person."
"Well done..."
The maid smiled with a teasing tone.
Not long after, the woman covered her face with gauze and walked out from the side door. She only took a white plum in her hand and took a small white fox with her. She walked slowly towards the west city, admiring the snow as she walked.
It can be said that her dress is similar to before. Although her face is covered with light gauze, her temperament is really extraordinary. Ordinary people should look at her with suspicion when they see her. If they meet an acquaintance, they can recognize her as Wan Jiang at a glance. However, walking along the way
However, no one looked at her strangely, as if they couldn't see her.
From here to Willow Street, there are countless streets and lanes.
People's livelihood along the way.
The woman seemed to be in a good mood and walked very slowly. It was already dark. It was one night and the heavy snow was falling. It seemed as if it was already dark. The only difference between it and dark was that there was light and there was no light.
It will take a long time before it gets completely dark.
There were no pedestrians on the street.
On the other hand, there is occasional smoke from the houses on both sides, and the smell of food and various movements can be heard.
The woman's interest became more and more intense. The closer she got to Willow Street, the brighter her eyes became. Until she reached Willow Street and stopped at the doorway with a "Tao" flag and a store sign.
But the door was locked and no one was inside.
"whee……"
The little white fox next to her looked up at her, squinting her eyes slightly, which was originally a flirtatious look, and slightly grinning at the corner of her mouth, as if she was smiling: "I just said let me come and take a look first, now it's okay, and I'll be rejected."
.”
"It doesn't matter."
The woman smiled slightly: "Let's go back."
"It's snowing so much! It's a waste of time!"
“It’s pretty good too.”
"I haven't heard anything from you, and I haven't seen anyone. Is this still pretty good?"
"I just came here to take advantage of the excitement." The woman said calmly as she took a step forward, "Now that the interest is gone, it doesn't matter if I can't see you anymore."
"Well done..."
The little white fox said with a smile.
Two figures return on a snowy night.
…
At this time, on Beiqin Mountain, two disciples of Divine Doctor Cai had just copied the first half of Cai's Medical Classics, carefully organized it, and handed it over to Song You.
It's a very thick stack of paper.
After Song You took it, he looked at it first, and then cast spells one after another, just like Master Dou's family heirloom paintings, to make them invulnerable to weapons and invulnerable to water and fire. Then he wrapped them layer by layer with oil paper, and then wrapped them with a square sheet.
Wrapping the cloth into a package that could be carried on the body, he said to Doctor Cai:
"Don't worry, the miracle doctor. We have decided to keep it for a long time. When the miracle doctor finishes writing the second half, we will come back to pick it up. Since it is the brainchild of the miracle doctor, we will make it known to the world no matter what."
"Thank you sir."
"There are two talismans here."
Song You stretched out his hand and took out two talismans, folded them into triangles for easy carrying: "Before he finishes writing the medical scriptures, it is best for the miracle doctor not to go down the mountain, and not to leave this place easily. If the two disciples want to go down the mountain to purchase goods or return to the village,
What items should I take? Just in case, please bring a talisman to ward off ghosts and evil spirits."
"yes."
"Be careful in everything, proceed step by step, and your health is the most important thing. How to take care of your body, I don't think the miracle doctor needs me to remind you." Song You smiled at him, "We will go down the mountain, and my horse will stay on the mountain. If you three need anything, please let me know.
If you see it, you can ask it for help. Just speak to it truthfully. It can understand human speech. If you don't see it, it must have gone elsewhere."
"Sir is so kind..."
"The miracle doctor doesn't have to be like this, and don't send him far away." Song You said after picking up the package, turned around and left, "Goodbye."
Doctor Cai and his two apprentices still sent him to the door.
Then they saw the Taoist carrying his luggage and walking away with a stick in the wind and snow. Behind him, a cat walked and stopped, looking back at them when he stopped. The bay-red horse also followed silently.
There is another snake path in the mountain forest and snow.
It will be easier for Song You to walk along the Snake Road.
The end of the snake road is at the top of a mountain. This mountain is already the depth of Beiqin Mountain and the edge of the world. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can already see the mountain villages in the distance. The snake road ends here. And at the end, a
An old man sits cross-legged on a huge stone, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and swallowing the essence of the sun and moon.
Song You walked forward and bowed:
"Now I say goodbye to my senior."
"Leaving Beijing in the spring?"
"Yes, I will leave Beijing in the beginning of spring."
"It won't be long."
"It won't be long." Song You said to Snake Fairy, "Thank you for taking care of me, senior."
The snake fairy still sat cross-legged, with an old face and closed eyes. She didn't look at him, and she didn't respond to his thanks. She just said: "If you need help in the future, you can call the swallow in the sky."
Come to Beiqin Mountain to find me while I can still move."
"yes."
"I won't send it."
"good."
Song You also continued walking down the mountain.
The bay-red horse followed for another journey, and stopped when it almost reached the mountain village in front.
The snake fairy then opened his eyes and looked at them.
The snow-capped mountains are vast and they have gone far.
"..."
The Snake Fairy didn't know what he thought of, so he shook his head and smiled, then continued to close his eyes.
All the essence of heaven and earth are gathered here.
Song You took the opportunity to visit the ghost market again. When he returned to Changjing, it was already the morning of the fourth day. The gate of the city was very busy. A long group of entourage and carriages came out of the city, and no one opened the way.
He was just walking out of the city quietly, but he still had an unspeakable aura.
Many people lined the street to watch and talked a lot.