Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The night was dark, and after every family returned home, the lights remained on for a long time.

The frightened townspeople did not dare to fall asleep. Qianwu went up the mountain into the town. Many people deliberately did some physical work outside the door to increase the heat, for fear that they would be found by the evil spirits at night.

He drank herbal tea all the way, leisurely and annoying.

"Don't drink too much." Jiang Chen said beside him: "I have driven the evil spirit into a hurry, and if I don't listen to my ancestors and insist on eating you, I have nothing to do."

Qianwu smiled and said, "I would like to be a cool ghost."

Jiang Chen choked, looking helplessly at his smiling and slightly provocative eyes.

People in the town were in a state of panic, and they inquired several houses before they found out where the peach farmer lived.The peach farmer is the only peach farmer in the town. There is only a small peach forest at the foot of the mountain in Tangquan Mountain, which is his family business for generations. All the peaches in Tangquan Mountain come from him, and everyone knows it.

Qian Wu and Jiang Chen walked into the depths of the forest alley in the dark, and as soon as they opened the dilapidated courtyard door, they could smell the strong smell of alcohol.

The old man I saw yesterday was slumped against the threshold, with six or seven wine jars poured beside him, his face flushed red from drunkenness, and his eyes squinted unconsciously.

The elderly man couldn't stand the heavy drinking, his fingers were trembling, and he tried to get up by holding the door frame, but he didn't exert any strength for several times.

"You—" he hiccupped, "Why are you here again? Want to eat peaches even if you don't have money?"

Just as Qian Wu was about to speak, Jiang Chen stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "We heard from the townspeople that you are in a bad mood. After all, you have the kindness of two peaches. Come and have a look."

Qian Wu glanced at him, Young Marshal Jiang did not change his face when he lied, as if he was really in heart-to-heart communication with him.

A trace of confusion appeared on the face of the old peach farmer, and after a while, he blew out his alcohol and sighed: "Do they care about me so much?"

Jiang Chen walked to him and sat down, stretched out his hand to lift up the wine jars standing on the ground one by one, touched the jars that still had wine, lifted them up and took a sip.

The old peach farmer let out another long belch, "Young man, drink hotter."

"I know, aren't you all borrowing the heat to save your life?" Jiang Chen said indifferently, holding the jar with one hand and took another sip, "This wine is very thick and has impurities, but it has a peach aroma, it's your home brew ?”

The old peach farmer narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a long time, "You are really not ordinary tourists."

Qianwu stood in the middle of the ground and looked around the courtyard. The ground was covered with dried peaches, most of which were preserved peaches, and some were mixed in tea leaves.There are Ebisu and koi in the window decorations, but nothing similar to Liuliu's paintings.

The old peach farmer's gaze suddenly turned to him, it was clearly a pair of drunken and hazy eyes, because of the age, there was still a layer of cloudiness, but his eyes were very clear.

"Young child!" He said, picking up the bamboo pole next to him, and swung it at Qianwu while taking advantage of the wine, "Go, go—"

Jiang Chen got up instantly and grabbed the bamboo pole. Before the old man could feel anything, his hand was empty, and then there was a crisp sound, and he regained his composure. A bamboo as thick as his forearm was snapped into two pieces. Toss and they clang to the ground.

In the next second, the cold blade was on his neck, and Jiang Chen stood upright in front of him. He had to raise his head to meet those cold and arrogant eyes.

"To be honest, we may be able to help. If you don't say anything, you will either die at the hands of the evil spirits, or, now, you will die by my sword."

Jiang Chen's tone was cold, yet so calm, even more arrogant.

The old man was stunned, "You are the first tourist who wants to kill the aborigines."

Jiang Chen said: "There are countless ghosts under this knife, including humans, ghosts and demons. Maybe you want to try it."

Qianwu seemed to be used to Jiang Chen's misdeeds, and stood there with a calm expression, which further confirmed the cruelty of his partner.

After a long time, when the old peach farmer was breathing more and more urgently, Qian Wu suddenly said softly: "Then why don't I ask this question in another way, do I and Liang Yushen look alike?"

"What?" The old peach farmer suddenly turned his head, the blade cut into his skin a millimeter and drew a line of blood, but he didn't seem to notice it.

Qian Wu stood in front of him clearly, his brows calm.

"I think I may have something to do with Lord Shenming." He seemed a little confused, and whispered: "Last night, when I was greedy for cold, the evil spirit came to the door, but he called out to me, Lord Liangyushen, begging me to save him. One person was entangled by a demon, and he probably has seen the King of Hades by now, but I am fine."

With the saber in Jiang Chen's hand sheathed, Qian Wu's expression was still ignorant, and he raised his hand to touch his cheek, "Even the waiter at the restaurant said that I was as handsome as Lord Shenming back then, is it true?"

"Come in, both of you." The old peach farmer interrupted him, staggeringly supported the door frame and stood up.

Qianwu smiled: "Okay."

"Lord Liang Yushen is indeed a bit like this lord, with slightly different eyebrows and eyes, very similar and very different in temperament." The old man sighed and pulled the drawer, "There is a statue of lord Shen on the old calendar, I will look for it."

After seeing Liuliu's painting, Qianwu refused to comment on Liang Yushen's appearance, and just stood behind him and looked around the room.

Just like outside the courtyard, there are peaches everywhere in the house, and there are peach patterns on many furniture objects.

"It's really a bit." Jiang Chen suddenly said with emotion behind Qianwu's back.

Qianwu turned his head in shock, the old peach farmer's old calendar was slightly yellow, and a handsome and elegant man was painted on the front page.The man's eyes were similar to his, but his lips were thinner, his outline was thinner and clearer, less mortal, and more like the brushwork in cartoons.

In terms of temperament, it is indeed as the old peach farmer said, very similar and very different, a feeling that cannot be described in words.

"It's like you, taking away the stubbornness." Jiang Chen commented calmly, stretched out his hand to brush the face on the portrait, frowned and thought for a while, "It's hard to say whether it's good or not, forget it."

Qianwu: "..."

Jiang Chen thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's still not good, after all, it's a changed person."

"Oh." Qianwu left with an expression on his face, raised his hand and pulled the calendar over for a closer look.

"He is gone, but there is still a trace of his aura in the town, and it is this aura that attracts the evil spirits from the ground to emerge endlessly, causing disasters to Tangquan Mountain." The old peach farmer fell into his chair and said in a trembling voice: "Street The neighbors here still take care of my emotions, but I feel that this crime is mine..."

"What do you mean?" Qianwu put down the calendar.

"Lord Shenming loved my peach grove very much in the past." The old man whispered, covering his cheeks: "When Lord Shenming was first born, I once saw him walk out of the idol and soak in hot springs in my peach orchard at the foot of the mountain. At that time There were overripe peaches rolling off the branches outside the courtyard, and he picked them up when they rolled to the hot spring. Later, his spirit became more and more stable, and he rarely came out of the temple. Every time I went into the incense, I could see There are peaches on the table. The children in the town are naughty, and they often go to the temple to steal the tribute fruit. Once I saw them rush in and take away all the tribute fruit. There were obviously no peaches in the plate. Waiting for them After leaving, another peach suddenly appeared on the empty plate. It seems that the gods love the peaches here, and hid the peaches before the children broke in."

Qianwu and Jiang Chen looked at each other, tacit understanding.

Jiang Chen asked: "Maybe he just happens to prefer peaches among many crops and fruits. What does this have to do with your sin?"

The old peach farmer rubbed his face and sighed, "My lord is a god after all, and there are few things in the world that he prefers. If you really want to say that there is his breath here, it is probably the peach forest passed down by my ancestors, and it will be destroyed after a fire." Stop the disaster, but how can I? It's something left by the ancestors."

Qian Wu interrupted him, "The peaches that you said were ripe and rolled down beside the hot spring when he was soaking in the hot spring, is it just one peach, or are there many?"

"One." The old peach farmer was stunned for a moment, "It's such a coincidence that they all fell off at that moment, and besides, it's rare to be able to roll so far."

Qianwu nodded, "Then, was there one tribute peach in the temple in the past, or many?"

The old peach farmer thought for a while, "I can't remember this clearly."

"You just said that after the child ran away, suddenly there was a peach on the empty plate, it was one, right?" Qianwu confirmed.

The old peach farmer nodded, "Well, I remember this clearly. My lord, what's the matter?"

Qian Wu shook his head, put the old calendar into his arms, "We're going back."

"I'm leaving now?" The old peach farmer was stunned, "We haven't talked about the similarity between you and Lord Liang Yushen—"

But Qianwu had already walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and asked: "Why didn't you continue to worship God Liangyu?"

The old peach farmer sighed, "No, everyone in the town has survived, and the number of children is increasing, and it is difficult to support them. We have to earn rice money. Later, we also offered to Mrs. Ebisu, and Mrs. Ebisu's incense is more prosperous. But Master Liang Yushen also has a lot of incense. The people in the town are not heartless. Although his incense is not like it was in its heyday, it can’t be said that we don’t worship it. One day, the statue of Liang Yushen disappeared by itself. Never seen again."

Qianwu paused, "This version is different from what we heard before."

"What's different?" The old peach farmer was taken aback, as if he was lying, "Most of the aborigines in the town have experienced that kind of thing, and there are some people who deliberately deceive you outsiders?"

Qian Wu and Jiang Shen explained again that it was late at night in the mountains, they borrowed a paper lantern, put red candles in the lantern, and carried them all the way down the mountain.

The herbal tea in Qianwu's hand was still bottomed out, and he shook the tea gently, listening to the gurgling sound of every household's hot spring pools.

"Liu Liu is that peach." Jiang Chen said indifferently: "When someone is taking a bath, the one who can fall from a tree and roll for thousands of miles into someone's arms is only that peach."

"She said today that the coolness on Lord Shenming's chest is the ultimate enjoyment, and it is estimated that Liangyu is often carried in his arms." Qianwu said softly, "But in this way, she should be watching Liangyu from scratch. If you leave again, why do you have misunderstandings about the town?"

Jiang Chen replied, the girl's mind is hard to guess, it's beyond Mr. Commander's logic.

Going down the mountain was more exhausting than going up the mountain, Qianwu walked more and more slowly, Jiang Chen slowly followed him, fanning him.

"She said that her life is endless, and she has to wait for Lord Shenming to come back." Qian Wu said softly in the night: "Although she is a childish girl, she is very tenacious in her heart when she likes someone."

Jiang Chen looked calm, "If you have someone you like, you will naturally be willing to wait."

When the wooden villa finally came into view, the midnight bell in the mountain had already rang several rounds, and it was the most silent moment. A round of white jade and bright moon hung in the sky, reflecting the shadows of the trees below.

They quickened their pace, and when there were more than a hundred meters of bluestone steps away from the wooden villa, Jiang Chen suddenly grabbed Qianwu's wrist.

Qian Wu was about to speak, but the words stopped in his throat.

Under the full moon, a girl in pink and green came out of the house barefoot and sat on the eaves of the corridor, her legs dangling slightly in the air.

She rested her chin and stared at the moon in the sky in a daze, her clear eyes seemed to have years of loneliness.

Immediately, black shadows suddenly appeared in the forest in the distance and in the courtyard of the wooden villa beside her, and those black shadows quickly condensed into ferocious lava ghosts, and they surrounded her in the middle.However, there seemed to be a natural barrier on her body, which prevented those things from getting close, and those things lay all over her body, licking and licking constantly.

The scene was full of treachery and horror, and the backs of those who saw it felt chills, but Liuliu seemed to be used to it.She sat there perfectly, only frowning slightly when an evil spirit blocked her from looking at the moon, and moved to the side.

"Go away, he's long gone, is there something wrong with your mind?" Liuliu muttered softly impatiently.

After a while, the evil ghosts who couldn't get close to her dispersed while cursing Liang Yushen.Most of them sneaked into other courtyards along the mountains and forests, and one turned around with a grinning grin and climbed into the window of the verandah.

The author has something to say: Today is Monday.

Little Nervous scratched the floor dying.

I want to raise a beautiful pet to play with.it muttered.