The bright moon sits on the ground

"Have you already thought about it?"

The old man with all white hair was sitting in front of Bu Chenyuan, his eyes were still bright on his thin face.

Bu Chenyuan kowtowed slowly, "I've made up my mind, father."

Time flies, Wufei rabbit goes away.

But in just a few years, the head of the Bu family's hair has turned white, and his face looks like an old man in his seventies.

His body has never been strong, and now he is not even very flexible in his mind. He looked at his proud daughter and shook his head, "I don't understand what you want to do now."

"However, since you've made up your mind, go for it."

The father lowered his head, coughed a few times, and turned to look at the silent woman kneeling beside him, "Second brother is dead, Ronger, you have been kneeling in the ancestral hall for 99 days, and the doorbell has taken shape." From now on, the burden of ringing the bell and guarding the door will be handed over to you, and you must be there to help your sister."

She looks very delicate, even beautiful, but the right half of her face seems to be sewn on, her skin color is slightly different, and the color of her two eyes is also different, one is light brown, the other is Pearly black.

Bu Chenrong gritted her teeth and nodded fiercely, she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that she would cry if she opened her mouth.

"Where's Chen Yuan?" He waited for a while, but he didn't see anyone entering the ancestral hall again, so he asked.

Bu Chenyuan sat up straight and folded his hands on his knees.

Her hair slid across the side of her face, revealing her empty right eye, "...I don't know, maybe something happened."

The Patriarch of the Bu family sighed softly.

He untied a simple copper bell from his waist with trembling hands. The copper bell was different from the one held by Bu Chenyuan. Her copper bell had the word "Yuan" tattooed on it, but this copper bell had the Bu family's name on it. The family crest is red at the edges, as if stained with blood.

The three of them stood up almost at the same time, but Bu Chenrong took a step back.

Bu Chenyuan took the brass bell with both hands solemnly, and she saw her father kneel down to her solemnly, and shouted "Patriarch" in a hoarse and deep voice, and then Bu Chenyuan rang With the copper bell in his hand, the heavy copper bell swayed like water ripples in an instant, echoing in the ancestral hall.

The hundreds of tablets on the ancestral hall shook violently, and it took a whole cup of tea before they stopped.

At this time, the copper bell also stopped. Bu Chenyuan closed her eyes, and her father's voice came to her ears. It was very soft and slow, and it didn't sound like an old man's voice, but he was about 40 or [-] years old. the sound of.

"I'm in danger, I'm sorry for you, Chen Yuan."

Bu Chenyuan opened his eyes after a moment.

She bent down and put her hand on her father's neck, that body had long been silent.

Bu Chenrong behind her was already sobbing, she wanted to force back the tears that seemed to flow continuously, but she could only keep wiping her face with her sleeves indiscriminately, choking up in a daze and helplessness, even breathing became very difficult.

Bu Chenyuan gently closed the old man's eyes without looking back, "Bu Chenrong, let's see what you look like now."

When she said this, Bu Chenrong's tears flowed even harder, but now she is not the child who liked to act like a baby to her sister and brother at that time, so she sucked her nose hard, as if a thorn was stuck in her throat , was swallowed abruptly by her again, and slid down her throat into her stomach, cutting her body into a riddled appearance, bleeding from the pain.

Bu Chenyuan sighed, "Go out first."

Bu Chenrong really cried "wow" now, "Sister Yuan, don't drive me away."

She pinched her own neck, trying to swallow her crying, stepped forward, knelt down beside the old man, and said intermittently: "Let me look at uncle a little more, don't, don't leave him so early That... dark place."

The tomb of the Bu family is the ancestral hall, as long as you look up, you can see densely packed coffins hanging on the top.

Bu Chenyuan lifted the hem of her skirt and squatted down.

With tears in his eyes, Bu Chenrong saw her and said indifferently: "Life and death are but a moment."

"We will all be dead in a few decades, Chen Rong, what will you do then?"

The copper bells were rolling, dozens of copper bells were shaking, overlapping and complicated, Bu Chenyuan's voice gradually dissipated, cruel and long memories flooded into her mind, the woman slowly opened her eyes, as if waking up from a big dream.

She just raised her hand, and the ringtone stopped.

She walked around the rockery, and as expected, she saw a man in black holding a sword in both hands, looking at her vigilantly, and beside him was a man in white, staring into the distance without focus, as if immersed in viscidity. In the cold memories, I can't get out.

"It's time to wake up."

The woman didn't approach, she stood there watching from afar, and whispered to wake up the person who was trapped in the past from his dream.

Nie Qiu woke up immediately.

His thoughts were still on the last sentence that Bu Chenyuan said. After seeing her at this time, he couldn't tell who he was, so he couldn't help shouting: "Chenrong?"

The woman's eyebrows were curved, and she let out a peaceful "Ai", "It's been a long time since no one called me like that."

"Bu Chenyuan... did she succeed?"

Bu Chenrong nodded, then shook his head again.

"I survived, and lived for many years. Everyone else died, but I'm still alive." She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then raised her eyes again and continued, "But Sister Yuan made a little mistake, I can't find a way to reverse the destiny. I have been sleeping intermittently for so many years, and I don't wake up much, and I have been locked in the Bu family's mansion since then, and I have walked to the other end of the bridge at most , I couldn’t even take a step forward.”

"However, fortunately, I waited for you."

Bu Chenrong said: "The Bu family's mansion has formations, if it is not for the Bu family who can drive ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, they will not be able to find the way, but you have found it, which shows that you should be good at this way .Who pointed the way for you?"

Now Nie Qiu fully understood that the word the village chief said at that time was like the word "bu".

"It was the village chief who told us we were on the Fengxue Mountain Range," he said.

Bu Chenrong showed a look of expectation, she lowered her head slightly, and said with a smile: "After so long, he should be quite old now. It seems that I did not make a mistake in my calculations back then, and he really lived a long life."

Nie Qiu asked, "Are those pots that sank in the stream at the entrance of the village related to the Bu family?"

"You should know that the brook is connected to it." Bu Chenrong pointed down, and Nie Qiu understood that she was talking about this swift river. "When the ghosts defected, all the copper bells were almost It doesn't work anymore, many people in the Bu family were killed by the ghosts driven by him - those ghosts wanted revenge, not only killed people, but also devoured their souls, after losing their souls, Everyone can't go to reincarnation."

"The copper bells of the Bu family are divided into three types. The copper bells held by the head of the family, the copper bells used to guard the house, and the copper bells that everyone has are forged with their blood. The last type of copper bell not only connects It not only possesses the soul of the owner, but also connects with the ghosts they drive, which acts as a deterrent. Sealed the living soul in his own copper bell, put it in a jar, sealed it, and threw it into the river. In this way, even if one soul is missing, others can still live normally, and those ghosts don't know the jar Where did they go, they can't be found, and if they are found, they can't destroy the copper bells, and they can't devour their souls."

"Sister Yuan put a 'shrink' on each pot, so they are very hard and will not break due to bumps. After so many years, the pots must have been washed downstream along the river. "

"So those pots are full of copper bells?" Nie Qiu gradually had an idea in his mind that the living dead were not close to the stream, but were afraid of it, afraid of the breath on those copper bells.

"If 'Town' was put on the pot, when the ghosts defected..." he asked.

But Bu Chenrong was silent for a moment before he said: "When the ghosts defected, Sister Yuan and the 'Zhen' ghost died together. She had thought of this ending a long time ago, so on the day she took over the position of Patriarch, she took the A tablet with my own name is placed in the ancestral hall."

Nie Qiu knew that he had poked Bu Chenrong's sore spot, so he fell silent, "Sorry."

But Bu Chenrong shook his head, and said the same sentence when he lost half of his face.

"Nie Qiu, it's not your fault."

After she finished speaking, she blinked again, "I heard your two conversations inside the door before, so I knew your names. Sorry, I didn't eavesdrop on purpose."

Bu Chenrong's appearance immediately reminded Nie Qiu of that innocent girl who was still carefree.

He laughed, "Nothing."

"Do you still remember Bu Chenyuan?" Seeing Nie Qiu nodded, Bu Chenrong continued, "Before the ghosts defected, he hadn't come back for more than a month, and the second and third floors of his low building never came back." I drove it until that night."

She paused, and then said: "When the ghosts defected, I fell asleep in a dark room for a whole year because of the medicine I took, so I don't know whether Brother Yuan has returned or not, and I don't know if he is still alive. If you meet him outside, can you ask him for me? I don't ask him to come back, as long as he is still alive..."

Bu Chenrong seemed to be afraid that Nie Qiu would not agree, and in the end his voice was almost pleading.

How could Nie Qiu not agree.

He didn't know how to reply for a moment, he just nodded and asked another sentence, "When you took the medicine, did you ever regret it?"

Have you ever knelt beside the dead body like in the ancestral hall, crying bitterly?

Bu Chenrong didn't blame Nie Qiu for being too abrupt, maybe she recognized him as Bu Chenyuan in an instant, but she just looked at him deeply, painfully and relieved, and said: "Once they leave, there will be only There were screams and wind. I stuffed my fingers into my mouth and tried to spit out the medicine. Between tears and tears, I vaguely remembered what Sister Yuan said at that time—she said that life and death are but a moment, Chen Rong, what are you going to do when the time comes? So I swallowed the medicine, and before the medicine took effect, I never thought about spit it out again."

Nie Qiu was dumbfounded.

"Your sister, if everyone in the Bu family sees you now, they will be proud of you." He said softly.

Bu Chenrong smiled, his lips curled up in a lively but unobtrusive arc, "Maybe it's true."

She turned to Fang Qisheng who had been listening silently for a long time, and cupped her hands apologetically, "I'm sorry to trouble you for waiting for so long."

Fang Qisheng originally planned to wait for Nie Qiu to finish talking with this woman named Bu Chenrong before asking him, but when he heard her say this, he waved his hand very politely.

"I have been alone in this mansion for so long, but I have studied divination thoroughly, and the calculations are still somewhat accurate, so please listen to me, sir." Bu Chenrong said with two colors Looking at him with completely different eyes, he said, "The person you have been looking for will be found soon, don't worry."

Fang Qisheng was obviously surprised, he raised his head to look at Bu Chenrong, and said quite seriously, "I would like to borrow your good words."

Bu Chenrong responded, and then said to Nie Qiu: "You and Brother Yuan seem to be very gentle people in their bones."

Nie Qiu didn't comment.

"Borrow a knife." She stretched out her hand suddenly.

He handed the Hanshuang knife to Bu Chenrong, she gently shook the tassel on the handle, stroked the blade again, wanted to say something, but still didn't say it, turned the knife in one direction with her backhand, Cut the arm of the other hand.

Nie Qiu wanted to stop her the moment she pierced the skin, but Bu Chenrong said "don't stop me" as if anticipating his reaction, so he could only stand there and look at the The woman who stayed at the age of 20 pierced her left arm with a sharp blade, as if it was not her own arm, and slid all the way up without hindrance.

Her bones were gradually exposed, but they were as copper-like in color.

Bu Chenrong handed Hanshuang to Nie Qiu's hand, and then stuffed his right hand into the bloody mess. With a little force, he heard the sound of joints separating, and the blood continued to flow from the wound, but Bu Chenrong was completely unaware. Feeling normal, he took out a four-inch long bone without making a sound.

She waved lightly, and the flesh and blood attached to it was easily thrown off by her.

The copper-colored bones are so smooth that they don't look like human bones.

"The copper bell is the lock, and it is the key." Bu Chenrong's left arm hangs down weakly, but she smiles, "I believe in you. Use my bones to open the copper bells that are sealed in the jar and call them Return your soul to its place, and reincarnate properly."

Nie Qiu solemnly took over the bone that still had some warmth.

Bu Chenrong sent the two of them to the gate of the mansion. At this time, the wound on her left arm had healed, but according to her, "flesh and blood can be recast, but if the bone is gone, it is gone." So Nie Qiu I saw that she used her right hand to twist the huge winch with one hand, and the door was lowered in an instant, and the wooden bridge was built between the shore and the mansion.

He and Fang Qisheng walked across the wooden bridge one after the other and stepped onto the ground.

From a long distance, Nie Qiu asked, "What should you do if an evil spirit comes to attack you?"

"Ghosts don't attack people who ring the bell." Bu Chenrong pursed his lips and said, "Besides, I have a way to defend myself."

All of a sudden, the sound of the door being blown open by the wind sounded one after another. Nie Qiu looked into the distance, but saw that the blackness behind Bu Chenrong was getting deeper and deeper, and something seemed to be moving in a trance, and there were bits and pieces of things flashing. Like eyes.

She said: "The second and third floors of each low building were originally sealed. I spent a little time and used some small 'methods' to change the original seals and captured them all, except for the 'town' ghosts. Other than that, it’s basically here.”

There were hundreds of ghosts hidden in the black shadows that the candlelight did not reach.

Bu Chenrong stood at the junction of light and darkness, with his hands folded in front of him, his eyes shining brightly.

"As long as I am alive, they will suffer with me for a day, and stay here forever for eternity, until the way of heaven perishes."