Envy

The Zhao family in Lizhou formed a sect of their own and had good relations with the Meng family.He and Zhao Ce and Zhao Qingyan played together since childhood.Even so, Meng Tou left home too early, and the friendship he had when he was young was too shallow, not comparable to the friendship he practiced with Xue Ye and the others.

Zhao Ce did not stay in his family, but joined Shen Gui's sect.This was beyond his expectation.Of course, it is more comfortable to stay at home.Meng Tou thought about it again, Jiang Yi's family is also a sect of its own, and Jiang Yi still entered Muyu.Maybe both of them would prefer to have more training outside.

When Meng Tou and Zhao Ce met, they just exchanged a few words and asked how they were doing recently.Zhao Ce talked about letters from home, and Yan'er fell ill again after autumn.

Zhao Qingyan loved to follow Meng Tou since she was a child.Meng Tou climbed a tree to catch cicadas, while she watched from below.Meng Tou went into the water to fish, and she sat on a rock beside the water and watched.Meng Tou threatened her with a grasshopper, but she remained silent, her paper-thin body moved back, and her face, which was not as pink as pink, was even paler.

No matter how mischievously he teased Zhao Qingyan when she was a child, she remained silent.Sometimes when she scratched her braid with itchy hands, she obediently obeyed.

When other little girls were bullied by him, they would run home crying and tell their mothers.His mother brought the doll to Meng's house to file a complaint, and then the mother would drag him out of the room and drag him to apologize to others.

In fact, Meng Tou wanted to see the little girl screaming in shock, looking extremely annoyed, and didn't like her being so quiet.He also sometimes felt that it was wrong for him to think so.

Zhao Qingyan was born prematurely, with weak bones since childhood.Therefore, even though the Zhao Clan is very powerful, she cannot practice Taoism like the ladies from the family next to her.Thinking of this, he felt a little guilty.

Meng Tou said: "I have to let her take care of her body. She is like a weak willow supporting the wind. I will go to your house to see her after the Chinese New Year."

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "Alright. Maybe my sister will recover from her illness when she sees you."

Yan Miao was walking in front, stepping on the shadows of flowers and trees under the moon, and said to Zhao Ce, "Your Lin Daiyu's reincarnated celestial sister, in this life, you don't like Brother Baoyu, but the eloquent Daoist?"

Meng Tou bent his eyes: "You are more like a fairy."

Yan Miao suddenly stopped, turned sideways, her gaze fixed on his face.Her sky-blue clothes were full of fairy spirit, she was holding a sword, and her simple tassel hairpin was dangling.

Her eyes were quiet and gentle, and her red lips were slightly raised: "I'm pretty good at talking."

Zhao Ce's smile froze.

She turned back naturally, walked her way, and asked lightly, "What's your name, Meng Tou? Which 'Tou'?"

"'Through' of 'Powder melts fragrant snow through light gauze'."

"I didn't expect Young Master Meng to be quite proficient in these boudoir words, huh?" Zhao Ce wrapped his arms around Meng Tou's neck tightly.Almost out of breath, Meng Tou reached out to grab Zhao Ce's arm.However, Zhao Ce remained motionless.

Meng Tou turned to look at him, and said softly, "Hey, you don't like Yan Miao too, do you?"

Zhao Ce lowered his voice: "Yes. If you dare to rob me, you will die for Meng Tou."

Zhao Ce let him go, punched him hard on the back, straightened his sleeves, and said in a calm voice, "It's getting dark, young master Meng, please go back to your room and rest. Your uncle will give you a gift tomorrow without knowing it." Arrange some errands."

Meng Tou was in pain, thinking of a good boy.As soon as they stepped into the corridor, Zhao Ce and Yan Miao walked west, while Meng Tou supported his waist and went west to the wing.

When he returned to the room, several brothers were sleeping on their backs, leaving him only a very small place.He just lay down on his side.As soon as he lay down, Xue Ye pushed himself up again, with one of Bai Shengsheng's legs hooked around his waist.

Meng Tou raised his upper body, trying to put his legs flat.My heart suddenly felt a little nervous, and when I raised my eyes, Jiang Yi, who was next to Xue Ye, could kill with his eyes.He froze, raised his hands to express his surrender, and let Xue Ye hold him down.He reached for the candlestick on the side table, blew out the candle, and lay down to sleep.

Xue Ye didn't snore, his breathing was shallow, but it weighed heavily on him.He thought, if his future daughter-in-law did the same, he would definitely be divorced.

When he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he suddenly woke up.Did Jiang Yi's murderous look tell him not to disturb Xue Ye's sleep?

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Meng Tou didn't sleep well and woke up early.When I woke up, my waist was sore and my back hurt, and there were light blue eye circles under my eyes.He put the towel on his shoulder, and took the wooden basin to fetch water from the well in the courtyard.

The weather was fine and cloudless.The daylight is soft.The courtyard is spacious, and the well in the northwest corner is very conspicuous.The well water is quite deep, and you can scoop it up with a gourd ladle.

Uncle Nishizawa came slowly from under the tree, stepping on dead branches and leaves: "Meng Tou."

Meng Tou was wiping his face with a wrung towel, and hurriedly bowed: "Master Uncle."

He nodded, and gave a majestic "hmm" as a response: "Have Huo Zhi and the others gotten up?"

Meng Tou was sweating in his heart, lest Uncle Xi Ze would be furious if he found out, and shout "It's too shameful".He threw the towel back into the water, picked up the basin and wanted to leave, turned sideways and tremblingly said: "Not yet. Shall I go and wake them up now?"

"No need. The disciples are all resting today, let them go." Uncle Xi Ze frowned, looking at him a little absent-mindedly, as if he was thinking about something, "Come with me to Dongtan River tonight."

"Is it just me?"

"Ah."

Meng Tou didn't understand why he was only allowed to go alone, but he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he had to agree.That day he still slept until dusk, and he didn't even make it to the dinner party for the two disciples at the City Lord's Mansion. After eating a bowl of egg noodles with chopped green onion, he followed Uncle Xi Ze to the west of the city.

They walked with their swords and stopped on the top of the westernmost high wall covered with yellow talismans.

Dongtan River is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is a pool of water in the middle, which is deep and bottomless.Eternal Night City is located in the lower reaches of Dongtan River.The river bypasses the foot of the mountain in the east, rushes away, and pours into the city.

And beyond the wall they faced was a cemetery.Weeds are overgrown, and tombstones are erected here and there, most of which are collapsed and need to be repaired for a long time.I heard that the people buried here are all unknown people. Every year around Qingming, lonely souls and wild spirits accumulate.At this time, Eternal Night City will invite Jianghu Taoist priests to descend upon the spirit.In previous years, they were able to solve it with some trouble.

Wild spirits are a type of Yin spirits, but they are more difficult to deal with than ordinary Yin spirits.I don't know where they came from, and I don't know where they belong.They absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and grow silently.

After the wild spirit appeared in the area of ​​Eternal Night City, many people in the city were jealous. They always felt that this place was filthy, and they either moved out of the west of the city or moved to other places.There are also people of the older generation who love to live in the old place and refuse to leave.It's just that after the turmoil of the Yin spirit in Eternal Night City, the west part of the city was forced to be abandoned earlier and became obsolete.

Meng Tou didn't feel afraid, just bored.Uncle Nishizawa is dignified and doesn't like to talk.He sat on the top of the wall, hugged his bent right leg, put his cheek on his knee, and let his left leg hang down naturally.

The mountain wind was blowing in front of him, stirring his hair on his forehead.The sky is orange and warm, and the clouds linger ambiguously.The valley was silent.Only birds chirping.