Candle [Rebirth]

After crushing the living being, thick fog rose up outside the temple, and the three of them slowly stirred up a vortex-like curtain around their bodies. The three of them stood at the eye of the vortex, watching helplessly as the scope of the vortex became larger and larger. The bigger it gets, until it swallows everything around it.

In the pure white, the singing became louder and louder.

Gu Ling subconsciously looked towards the source of the singing, but there was only a chaotic white in his vision.In a trance, he heard Zhou Ziheng's voice: "Tongfeng, come and check."

The long sword was unsheathed, and a warm yellow light was reflected around him, which finally made the chaotic space clearer.Gu Ling saw a man in a Taoist robe standing in front of them with his back to the three of them, but remained motionless.

"Your Majesty—"

Zhou Ziheng began to use the technique of bringing souls back to life again. This monk probably left behind a very fragmented scene in the "creature" because of his inexperienced spells. If he directly checked it, he might feel confused.But seeing the cultivator who left this object among the living beings, and using the technique of returning souls to him, it must be clearer.

"Your Word—"

Gu Ling heard Zhou Ziheng's voice as if summoning the soul: "If the sword spirit sees a three-zhang ghost, let me ask the sky and I will answer..."

The person with their backs in front of them suddenly started to move, and their vision became clearer. In the silence, someone spoke: "Lao Liu, where did you go?"

A weak voice replied, "I'm here. It was too foggy just now, and I couldn't find my way for a while—fortunately, Fifth Brother asked me to hold his sword tassel, so that I wouldn't be separated from you."

A few figures appeared in the thick fog. For some reason, their voices sounded ethereal, and their faces could not be seen clearly. Zhou Ziheng frowned and explained: "The minds of these creatures are too broken, and their souls are also incomplete. Incomplete, that’s why it’s like this.”

In the haze, only a few people could be seen wearing rough cloth robes, looking very plain, Gu Ling looked carefully for a while, and suddenly said: "Are these people the same group of people who broke into Youcheng in the legend?" build?"

Yu Yishan patted his thigh: "Yes yes yes, look at this outfit, and the fog around him, it's exactly the same as the rumors - but the fog is so thick, I can't see anything, it's too scary, Zhou Senior Brother, Senior Brother Zhou, where are you, come and let me give you a hug, don't lose it."

Zhou Ziheng walked up to him without saying a word, stretched out his arms to embrace him, and chanted another mantra, and three white silk threads stretched out from Tongfeng's sword tassel, and tied them tightly around the wrists of the three: " Let's follow them to have a look, be careful not to get lost."

The few casual cultivators walking in front of them were also afraid of getting lost, so they adopted the same method as them, connecting their wrists together with a long thread.

Someone asked cautiously, "I can't see anything, where shall we... go?"

Another person replied: "You must hear the singing, there must be something wrong, let's go to where the singing comes from."

Just now the man replied: "Will it be a little dangerous, the few of us have average skills, in case of encountering an enemy..."

Someone pondered for a long time before replying: "No way, who made us unlucky, we have to find a way to get out of this ghost town—"

Gu Ling's heart skipped a beat. These monks "arrived in this ghost town somehow" according to the rumors, so they were trapped in it.

The fog cleared a little, and the three of them could finally see clearly—there were six monks in the group, and they almost all called each other "Second Brother", "Third Brother", and "Old Fifth". Brothers from the same school, or they are scattered people from the rivers and lakes who are sworn brothers.

And this creature's field of vision focused on the "Old Six" who had a timid voice just now, and he must have stayed behind.

The three followed them closely, stumbling in the thick fog, walking towards the familiar singing voice.The three of them are familiar with this song, it is the song "Dao Yi" that Hua Chao sang for Zhao Wu at the beginning, according to her, it was the most frequently sung by the "elder sister of famous prostitute" back then.

And if that famous prostitute sister is the god statue "Jiang Chun" I saw just now, where does the singing sound at this moment come from?It is impossible for the idol to sing, so is it possible that Jiang Chun is not dead yet?

If the guess is correct, Jiang Chun is not dead, and Jiang Fuyi is already a well-known master at this time, bringing his disciples here, could it be premeditated, or some other reason...

Countless questions piled up in his heart, and Gu Ling felt a thin layer of sweat on his palms.

The six people carried only one lantern and struggled to find the source of the singing—the brand-new temple that did not exist in this small town.The white light in the thick fog has dimmed quietly just now. Although the fog is so thick that it is almost day and night, it is not difficult to see that it will soon be night.

After discussing for a while, they decided that no matter what, they would go to the temple first to have a look.The fog and frost are heavy outside, which may be even more dangerous.

So the leading "boss" stretched out his hand and opened the door.

The golden light shining through the door almost hurt the eyes of the three of them. Gu Ling rubbed them, and when he opened them again, he couldn't believe what he saw.

The fog is thick outside the temple, but inside the temple there is a strange cave.

Contrary to what they saw just now, there is no such huge statue in the temple, and the space is more than ten times larger.What hurt their eyes just now was the light refracted by the gold and silver wares piled up in the house.

The air is filled with a smell of luxury and luxury, mixed with the smoke of the bong, the mellow aroma of the wine, the seductive smell of the powder on the beauty's body, accompanied by laughter and cursing, and the sound of drinking and punching, it looks like a flourishing world. The blissful scene below.

Gu Lingzheng was dizzy, and suddenly heard Zhou Ziheng's calm voice: "Close your eyes, and recite the mantra for clearing your mind, this is an illusion!"

Gu Ling was startled, and suddenly realized that despite the time and space, he was almost addicted to it just now, and couldn't help walking in.He quickly closed his eyes, and silently recited the mantra of purifying his mind, before opening his eyes again.

When I opened my eyes this time, I saw something different.

At the first glance just now, all he saw were entertaining guests and decadent luxury, but this time he could see some subtle ailments in it, for example, although everyone had different postures, the expressions on their faces were somewhat distorted ——Some people hug left and right and want to cry, while some lose all their wealth but are extremely excited. Everything exists in an abnormal form.Being able to see these also fully shows that he has withdrawn from the illusion.

And those few casual cultivators did not have Zhou Ziheng's accumulated cultivation for many years, so they were naturally not so lucky. As soon as they opened the temple door, they were almost immediately drawn into the illusion.

As for why there is a hole in the small temple, why there is such a scene in this dilapidated and desolate small town, and all unreasonable and questionable questions that should be thought about, they were immediately left behind by this group of people.

Gu Ling could only watch helplessly as the six rogue cultivators approached the grand ecstasy as if their souls had been drawn out.

As soon as the temple gate is closed, the temple becomes a small world by itself.Gu Ling looked around, and found that this was not like an ordinary restaurant at all. The pleasant fragrance in the air and the atmosphere around it clearly showed that this was a brothel.

Hua Chao said that the prostitute sister was born in ancient Chang'an, so this is naturally the brothel of ancient Chang'an.

The ancient city of Chang'an was once a symbol of a prosperous age. In the past 100 years in the cultivation world, Chang'an was almost everyone's dream of paradise.It's just that good things can't last forever, monsters make troubles, disasters happen... Chang'an City has become a battlefield for demons to fight, if it wasn't for God Lingzhen who sealed them into the seam hole, there must be more than one destruction Chang'an City.

This chaotic period is also called the "Hunyuan period" by the cultivation world. This period sounds far away. In fact, the cultivation world has been calm for only five or sixty years. It's just that those who have experienced it are secretive about it, and the younger generation who have not experienced it It's just unimaginable.

All in all, all kinds of things made this city disappear into the long river of history like a mirror, and now people can't even find the ruins of ancient Chang'an.

The three looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, and seemed to be able to imagine the prosperity of that legendary city back then.Beautiful people with fragrant cheeks, delicate flowers, and majestic hair, either holding the pipa in their arms and playing the sound of Lingling, or giggling and dancing Huxuan dance, shuttling among the crowd-everything looks beautiful to the extreme.

The six monks from just now merged into the scene almost immediately, hugging the beauty in a fluttering embrace, or coveting the gold, and slumped on the thick blanket enjoying themselves.

The woman who sang "Long Autumn Night in Chang'an City" also walked out of the room on the second floor, wearing a blood-red pomegranate dance skirt, pearls and jade jingling, and a mask on her face. A fringed veil made of pearls and jade, you don't need to look at the face to know that it is stunning.

As soon as she appeared, the atmosphere at the scene was pushed to a climax.

Someone stood up and waved like crazy, shouting "Jiangchun girl" loudly, someone shook his head and wrote cursive script, and chanted in a low voice, "The tide of the spring river connects with the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea coexists with the tide".

False and reality, beauty and decadence are intertwined.

Jiang Chun slightly raised his eyebrows, bowed and saluted downstairs. Amidst the discussions of the surrounding guests, Gu Ling could hear that this stunning courtesan in Chang'an City seemed to be bidding farewell to Chunjiang Tower tonight, choosing One person has been rehabilitated.

It seemed that the six monks had been raped by someone just now, and one of them shouted abruptly: "Miss Jiang Chun, come with me, I will pay you a million gold!"

He was wearing a poor coarse cloth robe, and the people around him didn't think it was wrong, they just clapped their palms and laughed, that man seemed very proud of being able to afford ten thousand gold, waved his hands around, and sat back proudly.

With him taking the lead, there was a tug-of-war one after another in the building, and everyone blushed and spoke hoarsely, offering some staggeringly high prices.The madam next to her seemed to be so excited that her eyes were red, but Jiang Chun did not speak, and a pair of soul-stirring eyes searched around the crowd.

She seems to be looking for someone.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew in without warning. Everyone raised their eyes to look at the entrance, only to see a young gentleman running in hurriedly.There seemed to be frost and snow on his black hair, which disappeared in the warm room temperature as soon as he entered the door.

Gu Ling turned his head to look at Jiang Chun, only to see that her calm eyes were suddenly filled with something else, as if she had thrown a handful of diamonds into her pupils, and she burst into a radiant smile.Almost immediately, he could be sure that this look in her eyes...was not good, she was choosing someone, she had been waiting for this person from the very beginning.

The young man looked at her and smiled, his eyes were as gentle as the stream in early spring. He coughed lightly, shook the snow on the paper umbrella by his hand, and walked towards her resolutely.

In full view of everyone, he walked to the center of the lobby, looked up at Jiang Chun, and said softly, "I'm late... let's go, everyone here is elegant and won't care.

He turned his head, bowed to everyone, and said softly: "Floating growth hates the lack of entertainment, Kenai Qianjin smiled lightly—"

Jiang Chun stretched out his hand and took off his veil made of pearls and jade, and showed a charming smile to everyone, and replied: "Hold wine for the king to persuade the setting sun, and take evening photos among the flowers."

Everyone was fascinated by this smile for a long time, and after realizing it, there was thunderous applause.

Someone sighed: "It turns out that Miss Jiang Chun has a sweetheart for a long time, no matter what, such a good match is a good story."

"From now on, there will be no heavenly beings in Chang'an City—"

Although the madam was reluctant, she didn't say anything after all, she called a few maids, took off the majestic hair ornament on Jiang Chun's head, let her hair loose, held the young man's hand, and He walked through the long silk carpet in the courtyard of the building amid applause.

All good things are better than fantasy.

The author has something to say: Second update!It’s a copy of Chang’an Magic Night~

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The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea coexists with the tide.Twinkling and twinkling with the waves for thousands of miles, where is the spring river without moonlight!

The river flows around Fangdian, the moonlit flowers and forests look like hail; the frost flows in the sky without noticing it, and the white sand on Tingshang cannot be seen.

The sky is the same colorless, and there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky.Who first saw the moon by the river?When does Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.I don't know who Jiang Yue is for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds were gone, and Qingfengpu was full of sorrow.Who's Bian Zhouzi tonight?Where is Acacia Mingyue Tower?

Poor wandering upstairs in the moon, should be shone away from the makeup mirror.The Yuhu curtain can't be rolled away, but it is returned on the anvil.

At this time, I look at each other and not hear, and I am willing to look at each other month by month.The swan goose flies for a long time, and the ichthyosaur dives into the water.

Last night the dream of Xiantan fell, and Poor Chun didn't return home for a while.The river flows and spring is gone, and the river ponds fall to the west.

The oblique moon sinks and the sea fog is hidden, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is boundless.I don't know how many people will return to Chengyue, and the falling moon is full of love.

——Zhang Ruoxu, "Chun Jiang Hua Yue Ye"

2.

Dongcheng gradually feels that the scenery is good.Ripple ripples welcome guests.The green poplar smoke is light outside, and the red apricot branches are full of spring.

Floating growth hates joy and less entertainment.Kenai Qianjin smiled lightly.To persuade the setting sun to hold wine for you, and to leave evening photos to the flowers.

——Song Qi "Jade House Spring · Spring Scenery"