Zhan Ranming is sincere

"The hexagram in the southwest is 'Suzaku throwing the river', the sky is Ding, and the territory is Gui. Ding Qi's hero knows that the flame will be extinguished in the rain of Gui, and his fate is fierce. Indulging in wine and sex, fear of being in trouble. Numerology says: ability If you can't reach it, you will be defeated by your conceit." Mo Mingwu wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand while walking, and said: "It seems that this trip needs to be careful of fine wine and women."

Feng Lingze opened the paper fan and fanned it a few times, and said calmly, "Young Master Ming Wu is always full of fine wine and women."

Mo Mingwu saw that he still looked like a handsome young man, curled his lips and said: "Don't make fun of me. It's really scorching hot today. The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son and grandson shake the fan. Look at me sweating profusely , just like a farmer in the countryside under the scorching sun, look at you, you look refreshed, you are just a handsome young man waving a paper fan. This is really the difference between people."

"You are a body of pure yang. Originally, your body is full of fire, but you really can't stand the heat when you go to the south. If you go further, you will almost reach the Jiuqu River in the valley of the peaks and rocks of Wuyi Mountain." Feng Lingze said.

"I knew I was going to go by water, and I could jump into the river and stab two fierce ones. It's so hot today, Jinyu, you have to relieve me?" Mo Mingwu leaned forward to grab his hand, it was still Bingbing It's cool, now he found a good way to cool down, he held his hand with both hands and put it on his face, "Ah~ comfortable! It's cool! By the way, you are also cold, cool down my body .”

As he said that, he reached out and hugged him.

Feng Lingze put away his fan with a snap and pressed it against Mo Mingwu's forehead: "Nonsense."

"Hey, boy Fan and Xia Youwei are not here now, escorting Ruyi Niang to Ci Enzong by Luoshui, what are you ashamed of?"

"If you don't walk, it will be dark soon." Feng Lingze walked away without stopping.

"Hey! Wait for me!" Mo Mingwuda strode up to catch up, still complaining, "What the hell!"

The stream has nine bends to purify the cloud liquid, and the mountain light is poured into the clear ripples.The Jiuqu River is clear and clear, passing through Wuyi Mountain from west to east.

As it was getting late, the two decided to spend the night in a small village near the southwestern foot of Wuyi Mountain, and then go to Guanyinyan the next day.

Mo Mingwu went up to inquire about it. This village is called Guyue Village. The villagers claim to be descendants of the Guyue people, and every family has wooden boats or bamboo rafts.Although Guyue Village is very backward, the folk customs are simple and simple, and they are very happy to see that Mo Mingwu and Mo Mingwu are outstanding in appearance and pleasant in conversation, so they are arranged to live in the house of Dr. He, the only doctor in the village.Dr. He and his wife are middle-aged and have no children. The house is quite spacious, and there is an extra guest room for them to rest.

Aunt He prepared the beds for them, cooked a simple dinner, and boiled a bucket of hot water for preparations, which was quite meticulous and thoughtful.

Mo Mingwu gave up the barrel bath in the house to Feng Lingze, and ran to the stream behind the village to take a cold bath and had a good time.

When he came into the house with his bare upper body and a stick of fragrant grilled fish stuck in his hand, Feng Lingze was wearing a white coat and sitting on the bed flipping through medical books.Even if this person is in such a simple room, surrounded by the white light of a luminous pearl at the head of the bed, he still looks elegant and elegant, like a guiruzhang, with an extraordinary and refined appearance.

Mo Mingwu thought to himself: Tsk tsk, for such a fairy-like person, I want to worship as a bodhisattva and hide in a golden house as a treasure. It's really difficult.

So he closed the door and said, "I think it's better to disguise yourself when you go out, how about it?"

Feng Lingze looked away from the medical book and looked at him, wondering: "What?"

Mo Mingwu walked up to him and looked at him: "Your celestial appearance makes you dizzy and your nose bleeds... When you entered the village just now, let alone young girls, I see that you are old and young, men and women. Your eyes are shining!"

"Every time Mr. Mingwu enters Wangchunlou and Hongxiuzhuang, he is surrounded by many Yingying and Yanyan? Can't the sachets be packed?"

"How do you know? Did that bastard Fan Tong arrange my work? These are all rumors in the market, don't believe them all! When did you get so snarled by Hua Peacock and me? I'm both happy and unhappy. I'm happy It's you who finally got some fireworks, and what's not happy is that the mouth of this knife really stings people." Mo Mingwu made a face of deep regret, and handed the grilled fish, "Just caught, just grilled."

"I'm asleep." Feng Lingze turned around and lay down on his face, "You sleep on the floor."

"You really don't want to eat it?" Mo Mingwu bit a piece of grilled fish hard.

"Hmph." Feng Lingze turned his face to the wall and didn't look at him.

Mo Mingwu threw the grilled fish behind him, took off his boots, and threw himself on the person on the bed.He sat on Feng Lingze's waist, fixed Feng Lingze's shoulders with both hands, leaned over and brought his mouth together to bite.Feng Lingze's lips parted slightly in pain, and he took advantage of the opportunity to put the grilled fish into his mouth.

"Hmm..." Mo Mingwuzheng was proud, and Feng Lingze pointed his finger in his waist, and his whole body became stiff and unable to move. He was anxious, "Untie it quickly, I just want you to Why don't you try my grilled fish, it's delicious, isn't it?"

"Sleep." Feng Lingze put Ye Mingzhu in his sleeve with a wave of his hand, and the room became dark all of a sudden.

Mo Mingwu's acupuncture points were tapped by him, and he lay on Feng Lingze's chest stiff like a piece of wood, feeling very uncomfortable all over, and shouted: "It's uncomfortable to fall asleep like this, can't I be wrong? Forgive me Me, Brother Jinyu."

Feng Lingze opened his eyes, saw him biting his lips and looked over flatteringly, and sighed softly: "Sleep well."

Mo Mingwu nodded hurriedly: "Yeah, I'm obedient."

Feng Lingze stretched out his fingers to untie the acupoints for him, and gently pushed him into the bed.

Mo Mingwu really became more obedient, propping his head with one hand, lying next to Feng Lingze and looking at his sleeping face, thinking about it in his heart: Jinyu is very concerned about my bad history, this is difficult up.However, if it wasn't for his medicine to make me forget him, how could I have been a prodigal son in the past few years?Now my sweetheart is lying beside me, but I can only watch it from a distance and not desecrate it, what a miserable life I am!Read the Buddhist scriptures several times!Relic, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form...

He looked at Feng Lingze's sleeping face for a long time, and sleepiness welled up and propped his head like a chicken pecking at rice.When I woke up the next day, I found that I was lying down well, and the quilt was also well covered.He sat up and felt that the bed beside him was already terribly cold. He suddenly felt as if something had been stabbed in his heart, and he vaguely remembered that something soft had brushed the corner of his mouth in the darkness last night, and his mood was like dialing again. When the dark clouds are opened and the sun rises, it becomes clear.

Walking out of the house, the wind is clear and beautiful, a few small chaffinches are perched on the eaves, and beautiful butterflies are perched on the flower branches and refuse to leave.

"The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and everything in the Jiangcun village in Changxia is quiet. But with old friends around, what more can I ask for?" Mo Ming, standing under a willow tree and shaking a paper fan, chanted.

"What are you doing with my fan?" Feng Lingze stepped forward.

"Seeing how beautiful you are shaking your fan, I like to learn from you."

"This secluded Jiangcun is indeed a leisurely place. Do you want to be a woodcutter or a fisherman?"

"Yesterday I said that I was a farmer. Why do I have to choose a woodcutter and a fisherman now? You really know how to tease me more and more." Mo Mingwu said with a smile, "You were looking through medical books in the room last night, but you can't find it." Did you give Dr. He an ancient prescription for recuperating kidney deficiency?"

"The prescription has been written for him."

"It can be regarded as a repayment to the couple for taking them in. Does the matter of Guanyinyan reveal anything?"

"Arranging for people from the village to guide us. We will leave at noon."

"it is good!"

Hanging coffin is one of the burial ceremonies for the ancestors of the ancient Yue people.It is a kind of cliff burial.Drill several holes on the cliff and nail them with wooden stakes, and put the coffin on it.Or place one end of the coffin in a cliff cave, and the other end on a wooden stake nailed to the cliff.People can see the coffin under the cliff, so it is called hanging coffin.On a cliff in Guanyinyan, there are many corpse coffins suspended in the air, which brings a mysterious and strange atmosphere to people.

Mo Mingwu and the other two parked the boat on the edge of the cliff, tapped their toes, soared into the air, and landed together in a natural cave on the cliff.

They just looked up on the boat and observed a certain distance. There are a total of forty wooden coffins scattered here, and only two special wooden coffins are placed in the cave at the highest point.At this time, I went into the cave and touched and tapped with my fingers, only to find that the two coffins are made of agarwood, and the weight is far more than other ordinary wooden coffins.

Mo Mingwudao: "Ruyi Niang mentioned that 'the frost is desolate, the dew is desolate, the wind and rain are eroding, and the sun and the moon are welcoming. Who is the person, the bones are strong, and the Hu is not decaying quickly, so I love this high hill. The vastness of the mountain is the thickness of the land without boundaries. , thinking that the tomb of the house will always be hidden here. A hundred blessings will come down to a hundred auspiciousness, and a thousand years will live forever without disasters. It should be here. Ruyi Niang said that Xiao Nanfeng entrusted her with a dream, and told her to come out of the wooden coffin here. He took away a brass mirror that was buried with him, but the dumb servant who was sent to fetch the mirror was murdered by the black hand behind the scenes and set a trap to kill Ruyi Niang."

Feng Lingze said: "There are many doubts about this matter."

Mo Mingwu nodded and said: "That's right, how could Xiao Nanfeng ask her in a dream to ask a person who doesn't know martial arts to come to the cliff and take a funeral object?"

Feng Lingze said: "This is a kind of sorcery."

Mo Mingwudao: "I once fought against a woman named Chanyi from the Yinqiu sect. She knows a dream-marrying technique, which can graft people's dreams, causing endless nightmares to appear in people's minds. Tormented and never woken up."

"The Yinqian faction?"

"The Yinqian faction and the Yanyue faction of Ci'enzong have always been at odds with each other. Twenty years ago, the head of the Yinwen faction and the head of the Yanyue faction fought for the marriage of the head of the Tai'a faction of the Huayan Sect. The two women fought, and both were injured. It is said that "Shuangshu snatches a marriage", it is really terrible! So you must not offend women! It is terrible!"

Feng Lingze asked: "Could it be that this matter has something to do with the Yinque sect?"

Mo Mingwudao: "You may not be familiar with the disputes in the Jianghu. Although the Yinyu Sect is a small sect that is not popular, the head of the sect and the few female disciples under him are all femme fatales with vicious hearts and are notorious in the Jianghu. .”

"The Yinqian faction may be related to the descendants of the ghost."

"It's very possible. After all, the enchantment is the same. Let's check the wooden coffin first." Mo Ming had no luck, and patted the lid of the agarwood coffin in front of him with his palm.With a bang, the heavy coffin lid was knocked down to the ground, and dust flew up. The two leaned forward to look inside the coffin, but there were no bones inside, only fragments of silk cotton clothes buried with them.

"Why are the original bones in this wooden coffin gone? Could it be just some insignificant funerary objects?" Mo Ming asked doubtfully, "Then there is another wooden coffin? Qi-!"

He slapped again, but the coffin lid remained motionless.

"These two wooden coffins look exactly the same on the surface. If the dumb servant opened the first one, there shouldn't be any complicated mechanism inside." Mo Ming said without habit.

Feng Lingze said: "The dumb servant's skill is not very high. He borrowed a rope to climb down from the top of the cliff to enter the cave here. He opened the first wooden coffin but didn't open the second. Maybe it can't be opened."

Mo Mingwu said: "Then there is another universe!"

The two circled around the second wooden coffin, inspected it carefully, and did not find any lines or words.

Mo Mingwu reached out to touch the bottom of the coffin, only to hear Gada touch the button, the coffin lid slid open, and the inside was actually empty!

"Isn't it too easy to open like this?" Just as Mo Mingwu leaned into the coffin and wanted to study it, the second wooden coffin suddenly sank, and his upper body was lying on the side before he had time to react , was suddenly pulled into the wooden coffin by a strong suction force.Feng Lingze rushed forward to grab him, but in the blink of an eye, he only grabbed a corner of his clothes.At the same time, the coffin lid slid up and closed tightly, and the corner of Mo Mingwu's clothes that had been grabbed was also torn off.

"Ming Wu!"

Mo Mingwu couldn't help but feel secretly happy when he heard Feng Lingze's eager cry at the last moment before falling.In the pitch-black mountain, his body fell extremely fast.While sensing the changes in the sound and space around him, he was always ready to use his luck to slow down his falling speed, so as to prevent his body from falling to pieces in the end, otherwise his death would be too ugly.

With his martial arts, he would not die even if he fell from the abyss, so he didn't worry about losing his life at all.He adjusted the breath in his body to slow down the speed of descent, took out a Wind Escape Talisman and ignited it, as long as there was a trace of wind in the space, he could control it and use it to help him.After the Wind Escape Technique was used, it fell to the ground as light and elegant as a fallen leaf as one wished.

The air was filled with moisture, and the sound of gurgling water rang in his ears, and he realized that he had come to a cave deep underground near the dark river.The dark river was shimmering, glowing with faint emerald green fluorescence, illuminating the inside of the cave brightly.He walked and looked around the cave.Although the cave is not spacious, it is a long time to walk along the dark river to the end.He knocked on the cave wall, and every place was a solid mountain, and there seemed to be no exit or passage.

He has never panicked when things happen, but now because he is worried about Feng Lingze who is left alone at the hanging coffin, he feels a little uneasy.I don't know if Feng Lingze will come to him and put himself in danger.Thinking of this, he was even more anxious to find an exit and escape.Since the dark river has been flowing in one direction, the exit must be in front.He continued to walk several hundred steps forward.

The sound of the water flow became louder and louder. At the end, he stopped, and an egg-shaped cave appeared in front of him. The dark river finally flowed into the deep pool of the cave.There are dense exotic flowers and plants growing around the deep pool, including sun-sun, purple shellfish, magnolia magnolia, angelica dahurica, Du Heng, and some rare species in the world.A few colorful butterflies with glowing wings danced among the flowers, quite at ease.The fragrance of flowers is permeating inside the cave, colorful butterflies are flying, and the deep pool is clear and clear. What a unique beauty!

Mo Mingwuzheng secretly admired, and suddenly heard a faint singing voice coming from the deep pool.I can't tell whether it's a male voice or a female voice, I can't hear the tune or the lyrics, it just makes people feel that it is a singing voice that does not belong to the world, distant and blurred, sad and peaceful.He seemed to be struck in the heart by that song all of a sudden, and he couldn't help but walk closer to hear more.

He stood by the edge of the deep pool and looked into the water, only to find a shark with long silver hair and cold blue eyes reflected in the middle of the water!

Merman, also known as Quanke, is a mysterious creature with fishtail and human body.It is recorded in an ancient book: "There are sharks outside the South China Sea. They live in the water like fish, and they don't waste their weaving. Their eyes can produce pearls when they cry."

Mo Ming doubtfully said: This place is more than three thousand miles away from the South China Sea, how could there be sharks appearing?

What stunned him the most was that the merman in front of him had a celestial appearance and an alluring appearance, and he was [-]% similar to Feng Lingze's face!He also has long silver hair, because it can be seen from his upper body that he is a man.Only the blue eyes are not quite like Feng Lingze, although they are also cold eyes, but with a trace of defense and innocence.

Mo Mingwu knelt down and asked him, "Are you singing?"

The merman hesitated for a long time before he emerged from the water and leaned over. His starry eyes were blue, shining brightly, and his beauty was beyond ordinary.

Mo Mingwu smiled softly at him, and stretched out his hand: "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you."

The merman swam over, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his white and slender fingers and placed them gently in Mo Mingwu's warm palm, and was held gently by him.There was still a little tension in the merman's blue eyes.Mo Mingwu looked at him silently.The defense in Sharkman's eyes weakened little by little, and he leaned forward with his whole body.

"Who are you? Do you know where the exit from here is?" Mo Mingwu asked.

What the merman uttered was a baby-like cry, unable to communicate at all.

"What should we do?" Mo Mingwu shook his head lightly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He let go of the merman's fingers, and wanted to stand up to check again, but he was pulled into the deep pool by the merman with all his strength, and sank several feet under the water.When he opened his eyes in the water, he saw that the water in the pool was bottomless, and it became darker as he went down.There are no other fish or even aquatic plants in the water.The merman held his hand in the water and pointed to a direction to swim there.

Could it be that the merman understood my words and took me out?Mo Ming thought inadvertently.Forget it, take one step at a time.

Maybe it was because the merman resembled Feng Lingze in appearance, so he somehow had a good impression of the merman.

The merman swam with him for tens of miles, if he hadn't had enough true energy in his body, he might have been unable to raise his breath halfway and died.When they surfaced, the sky was full of stars above their heads, the night was quiet and hazy, and they came to a valley in the mountains and forests.

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