The bright moon sits on the ground

This story is neither long nor long, nor is it short.

No matter how tender the heart is, I have never seen it with my own eyes, and I have never experienced it in person. This memory can only be counted as a story.

Therefore, saying anything at this moment is superfluous.

Nie Qiu looked sideways at the scenery outside the window. At this time, he happened to pass by a farmland. It rained last night, and the air was filled with the unique smell and fragrance of the field, and the moist soil showed a peaceful color. The green plants that never wither through the winter are staggered and paralleled, chasing, running, non-stop, and finally retreating, gradually going away.

However, some memories are not easy to go away.

Especially for Tan Rongchong, Gu Huazhi is the one who cannot be erased from his heart.

Nie Qiu thought, now he finally understands what Tian Wanyan said back then.

"From the moment I knew the one he loved was gone, I knew I would never have a place in his heart. Isn't that unfair? The living are never as good as the dead For the living, there is still something to be saved, but for the dead, regrets will remain there forever.”

Gritting his teeth like that, he felt unwilling, but he had nothing to do, he was helpless.

Tian Wanyan traveled thousands of miles to Zhen'e, asking him to summon ghosts, but he held his breath in his heart, and wanted to lose completely even if he lost.

However, Nie Qiu thought again, for a person like Gu Huazhi, who is so distressed in the world of mortals, who is so indifferent to life and death, who refuses to leave even a single ashes, how could his soul stay in the world for a long time after death? What about the world?

Several years have passed, and no matter how much I miss this world, I should let it go and go to reincarnation.

If his obsession is too deep and he still refuses to be reincarnated... Now he should be swallowed up by desire and become a ghost without reason.

Even though Nie Qiu has never had any real contact with Gu Huazhi, from Tian Wanyan's description, it can be known that this Taoist Fuqu Taoist is a very sober person. Rather, he is more active than many people in this world. Be sober, don't ask extravagantly for what should be discarded, don't hesitate when it's time to go, and won't stay if you shouldn't stay. He left lightly by himself, but left endless melancholy for the living.

What's more, in the only letter he left behind, there was only a meaningful ink mark left, and everything was silent.

How could a person like this be extradited because of the copper bell of the Bu family?

No matter how he thinks, or from what angle he thinks, Nie Qiu can only get a bad answer.

Tian Wanyan opened his mouth in a timely manner, his face was not very good, but his tone was still gentle, "Young Master Nie, don't worry too much, I know there are too many variables in this, just do your best and obey the destiny, even if you fail, we will The original agreement will still be fulfilled.”

Nie Qiu asked: "Hasn't Miss Tian considered making a fortune about this matter?"

"I never like to see the way ahead too clearly." She heard the words, sighed, straightened the wrinkles at the corners of her clothes, and said, "This is the most different point between me and Gu Huazhi, he I live too clearly, and I just want to live in a daze, where the road ahead, what will happen next, I don’t know at all, and I don’t want to get it by opportunistic means.”

"Why do you need to see so clearly?" Tian Wanyan murmured to herself, "It's easy to feel tired that way."

After she finished speaking, her words became less and less.

Originally, Nie Qiu and Tian Wanyan were not familiar with each other, and the only communication was because of Tan Rongchong or the three families of celestial masters. Made some necessary greetings.

On the first night, they were in such a hurry that they couldn't find a place to rest. Tian Wanyan slept in the carriage, and Nie Qiu set up firewood outside the carriage. Holding the knife, he took a nap facing the flames for a while.

In the dark night, everything is silent, only the sound of flames devouring the branches, and all the emotions hidden in the bottom of my heart are booming.

The parting was so crisp and neat, as if no extra emotion could hold him back.

Until the middle of the night, everything fell into a light sleep, but the moon was still awake, the stars were still awake, bright and flickering, the light was soft, slowly and gently aroused the complex emotions in the heart, and it was amazing for a while. Myriad of melancholy.

The flames swayed and crackled, Nie Qiu opened his eyes, and soon woke up from the drowsy dream, and it was difficult to fall asleep again.

He lightly pressed his frowning brows, and couldn't help but wonder where Fang Qisheng was at this time, whether the journey was smooth, whether he had contacted Huang Sheng, whether the people from Xuanwumen were secretly helping him as usual Eliminate existing threats.

This kind of melancholy came and went over and over again in his heart, and he chewed it up before swallowing it into his stomach, but he still felt too cold.

Although Nie Qiu has tried his best to persuade himself not to think about it, he is the most clear about the danger of this trip.

Fang Qisheng also realized that something was wrong, but after all, he had never experienced it himself, and he would never understand how insignificant mortals are in the face of those strange myths, like grass, like mayflies, and there is no room for resistance.

I don't know if Fang Qisheng understood the hint of "you know I will reply quickly".

In fact, his meaning is already very obvious, let Fang Qisheng send him a letter to report his safety, so as not to worry him.

Nie Qiu thought to himself, maybe it's because the night is so beautiful, the stars and the moon are bright, that's why he was made to be sentimental.

Then, he keenly heard a slight sound coming from inside the carriage, which was the unique sound of cloth rubbing against each other—Nie Qiu soon realized that Tian Wanyan was not asleep, and I wondered if it was because of what he said during the day It also brought back memories for her, made her feel sad, her heart was burning, and she couldn't suppress her grief, and she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tossed and turned.

After a while, Tian Wanyan gently opened the curtain, looked up and saw that Nie Qiu was also awake, so he politely raised his head to signal, none of them spoke, one looked at the burning fire, the other Looking at the clear and clear night sky.

That's how the first night passed, and the two of them closed their eyes and rested for a while until they were on their way.

On the second and third nights, I found a place to stay, so even though the dreams continued, I slept peacefully.

On the fourth night, the carriage drove forward quickly, and it was already very close to Xiayan City, but it was getting dark quickly in winter, and Tian Wanyan was unwilling to go to the Qin Mansion to knock on the door at such a late night, and tell Tan Rongchong about such a surprise. sent a message.

In the middle of the night, she and the groom chose to rest in a remote and dilapidated small village.

They don't know what happened here, but Nie Qiu knows it very well.

When the haggard village chief saw Nie Qiu for the first time, his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.

This village still rejects outsiders as before. The matter of the living dead has been settled, but it still left indelible scars in their hearts. They were frightened every night and killed their own kind. Those experiences may never be forgotten in their lifetime. .

Therefore, the village chief was still opposed at first, but changed his mind the moment he saw Nie Qiu.

Tian Wanyan looked at Nie Qiu in surprise, and immediately remembered that he had a relationship with the Bu family, so it was no surprise.

On the fourth night, the last night, Nie Qiu stayed up all night like the first night, but it wasn't because of those disturbing things.

He went to Fengxue Mountain Range.

The Fengxue Mountain Range is not far from this small village, just like the day when all the stories started, but Nie Qiu arrived at the foot of the Fengxue Mountain Range in just over an hour - this was the first time he came here in winter, the wind in the mountains Da, there are gurgling streams along the way, which is even colder, and it is not inferior to Zhen'e. Because of the influence of Yin Qi, it often drizzles, but there is not a single snowfall.

Just like its title of "Feng Xue".

Nie Qiu rolled up his cuffs, flipped his wrists, the moonlight flowed on the two crescent moons on his wrists, and flowed downwards. The red rope pulled the ancient copper bell to swing forward, and the red lines on the surface of the copper bell were like branches. As if suddenly alive in a moment, twisted and climbed upwards, after a few breaths, the entire copper bell was covered, and under the cover of patterns, Xu Hua slowly unfolded the folding fan at his waist.

In an instant, the sound of the copper bell vibrated, only the screams could be heard, and the ghosts who followed were bounced away by the sound a few feet away.

The whistling wind brought long copper bells that resounded across the mountain, overlapping and reciprocating, echoing from afar.

I hope I didn't wake up Bu Chenrong and Bu Chen'an, Nie Qiu felt a little ashamed when he heard the big noise.

After hearing Xu Hua's account, he was really worried about Bu Chenrong's situation, so he took this opportunity to come and see her.

The copper bell trembled, and purple and red light pierced through the endless night, revealing a figure in midair.

With the intimidation of the red ghost and the lotus ghost, ordinary souls dare not approach easily. Even if some are brave, if they approach a little bit, they will be swallowed by the wasted ringtone in an instant, and their souls will be scattered. It was unimpeded, and it didn't take long before the Bu family's mansion standing on the waterfall was close at hand.

The copper bell had long stopped, and the girl with a calm face was waiting for her with a candle in her hand.

The wooden bridge stretched between the cliff and the mansion. Looking at it, Nie Qiu suddenly felt that he had only set foot here yesterday.

Although the copper bell of the Bu family is in his hands, the head of the Bu family's generation can only be Bu Chenrong.

Nie Qiu stood on the opposite bank, far away, saluted with fists in his hands, and Bu Chenrong returned the salute, waving his hand to let him come first.

After walking over, Nie Qiu found a small dumpling standing behind Bu Chenrong, all in black, tightly wrapped, not illuminated by the warm candlelight, and melted into the darkness, you can't find it unless you get close .

He leaned slightly, looked at the little mute he picked up in Xiayan City, and said softly: "We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Speaking of which, Bu Chenrong gave him the name Bu Chen'an with full of blessings.

The child bowed and bowed obediently, and the mirror hanging on his chest swayed slightly. It was clearly facing Nie Qiu, but it was as dark as midnight, unable to let in any light.This square mirror looks very distinctive, and it is impossible to forget it once you see it. There is a silver frame around its edge, which is wide and thick at the top and bottom, and thin at the left and right. , the patterns in the four directions correspond to the coats of arms of the four gods and beasts... However, the lower part of the mirror is cracked and almost destroyed.

At that time, it was damaged in the rainy night of Lingyan Lake, and it was difficult to repair. After that, it could only barely maintain this appearance.

Nie Qiu raised his hand and touched his head, straightened up, and looked at Bu Chenrong in front of him again.

"I heard you're in a little trouble here," he said, "I'm a little worried, so I'm here to see you."

Those two different eyes, one dark and one light brown, have the same emotion in them. Bu Chenrong sighed, seemingly helpless, but said without complaining: "It's a waste of time." Did uncle tell you? Well, I did encounter some difficulties a few days ago, but you don’t have to worry, Mr. Nie, I’ve already taken care of those things properly.”

Before Nie Qiu could ask, the thick Yin Qi that had condensed the air left the copper bell, and the souls in the mansion immediately bowed their heads and closed their eyes, and for a while only a hoarse and low voice could be heard: "How did you deal with it?" ?”

He suddenly felt that this scene was very similar to the questioning of the elders to the younger generation, but he did not interrupt it.

Bu Chenrong was stunned for a moment, pulled Bu Chenan to his body, covered his ears with both hands, and then reluctantly replied: "I asked 'Sheng' to take away their memories of the Fengxue Mountain Range. I made an exchange with the death row prisoners who were about to be beheaded. As for the broken formation, it still cannot be restored, and if someone breaks into this place unintentionally, I will drive ghosts in advance to lure them away."

"If you exchange without the consent of both parties, don't you know what the consequences will be?" Xu Hua reprimanded.

"I know." Bu Chenrong replied calmly, "I have long been prepared to die willingly."

"You will suffer more after death than alive." Xu Hua said bitterly, "It's not worth it."

"Then I can meet Brother Yuan again." Bu Chenrong lowered his voice, "That's very good."

Xu Hua was silenced by her, realizing that she had been hesitating in this weird idea for many years, and didn't know how to persuade her, so she could only sigh leisurely and say "you", and then With no further words, he turned back to the copper bell and did not speak again.