Yan Xiao's Strange Records

The young man dragged his cheeks, nodded meekly, and waited for Jiang Feng's fine wine to be served.

"Are you from the neighboring village? Why don't you worry about your family when you come here in the middle of the night?" Jiang Feng said, really curious about this little drunkard who appeared out of nowhere.

"They all have their own lives, and they have long forgotten about me. Your wine is so delicious, can you come here often in the future?" The young man looked innocent.

Jiang Feng saw that this young man was really cute, and if he had this young man to accompany him in the middle of the night, he would simply wish for it.

"Of course, if the young master doesn't dislike it, I will prepare wine for you every day, and I don't know the name of the young master Gao."

"Bitter bamboo, don't dislike it, I like to drink, as long as it is wine, I will not refuse."

After the bitter bamboo said, drinking one cup after another is still not enough, so I just picked up the flagon and drank freely.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng shook his head, remembering that it was time for him to collect the net, he pulled up the fishing net. Surprisingly, the net was always full, but now it was full of rotten branches and mud.

Immediately disappointed, he picked out the branches and squatted on the bank while looking at the river with melancholy.

When Kuzhu saw this, he said that he was short-handed and soft-mouthed, so he dusted off the dust on his body and said softly: "Sir, don't be depressed, I will drive out the fish for you, Mr. Custodian will return with a rewarding reward."

After that, he blinked mischievously, Jiang Feng was about to stop him, but Kuzhu had jumped into the river and disappeared in an instant.

Standing on the shore, Jiang Feng was restless. It was already dark at night, and it was even darker when he dived into the river. What's more, it was unimaginable to help him drive away the fish.

But the young man has disappeared, and the river surface has returned to calm. If it weren't for the messy cups and plates on the stone table, and the flagon dumped aside, it would be hard to tell whether the young man is the person he saw in his dream.

Not long after, Bitter Bamboo swam back with his whole body wet, his eyelashes were covered with water droplets, and they rose and fell slightly with the sound of his breathing.

"Sir, why don't you go and see if your fishing net can be harvested." After finishing speaking, he continued to sit in front of the stone table, smelling the aroma of wine, lying on his side to drink, the moonlight was shining, and his eyebrows were like hooks.

Jiang Feng was in a trance, shaking the fishing net. If there was any movement, there was a squawking sound from the fish eating. He pulled the fishing net out of the water and got several fish that were as large as a foot.Jiang Feng was very happy. Although Ku Zhu was young, he kept his word.

Kuzhu finally drank all his wine and got up to say goodbye, his clothes were still wet, but he didn't feel any discomfort.

Jiang Feng hurriedly took off his coat and put it on Kuzhu. "Thanks to the young master's righteousness, he drove the fish for me today. There are a few big fish here. I hope that the young master will not abandon his service to the Lord Lingtang. It is also my heart."

Ku Zhu declined with a smile: "I have repeatedly disturbed the fine wine, these small things are just a matter of effort, so nothing to worry about!"

Jiang Feng was overjoyed: "It's only been one night that Fang and the young master have had a drink together. He has said so many times. If the young master is willing, you can come here to have a drink with me when you have time. It's a great honor for Xu."

Kuzhu suddenly changed, and then said awkwardly: "That's natural. When I saw Mr.'s face, I felt like I've known you for a long time. It's almost dawn, and I have to go back. Let me go!" get up.

"Slow down on the road, remember to dry your body when you get home, don't catch a cold." Jiang Feng was about to send the bitter bamboo, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was interested when they heard this place. The handsome young man who appeared in the middle of the night must be haunted by spirits and monsters.Jiang Bo took a sip of herbal tea intermittently to moisten his throat.

"I see. That young man in white must be a water ghost in the river. He pretended to approach Jiang Feng in order to let him take the place of the dead ghost, so that he could be reincarnated."

Xiao Qi has read in the Yunlai Mountain scriptures that anyone who can't bear the small anger, or uses it to tire others to show off his hostility, will be punished, and the prisoner will be stagnant. In severe cases, it will last for a hundred years and cannot be reincarnated. Only by finding a scapegoat can he be reborn as a human being. .

"Miss Seven is ice-snow smart, but water ghosts are like that..." Jiang Bo continued.

After Bitter Bamboo left, Jiang Feng thought about it day and night, and never forgot about Bitter Bamboo. He often prepared wine and vegetables in the middle of the night and waited for Bitter Bamboo to come. In the past, the two became acquainted with each other day by day.

Because Jiang Feng was old, Ku Zhu called him Brother Jiang, and with Ku Zhu's help, he often got what he needed within half an hour.

Jiang Feng looked at the boat under the moon, took Kuzhu's hand, and stepped onto the boat.The bamboo draws a lake with Biping, the lotus leaves are budding under the moonlight, and the dragonflies play by themselves.Bitter bamboo stood firm, looked at the beautiful scenery, and drank by himself.

The sound of oars pierces the dark green, the waves are like brocade, one person and one drink, standing on the bow of the boat, the breeze blows the waves, the frivolous shirt, the fairy in the painting...

Jiang Feng looked at Kuzhu with so much emotion in his eyes that he couldn't move his eyes away.

"Brother Jiang, what's wrong with my face? Why are you looking at me like this?" Ku Zhu raised his eyebrows and looked at the dull man.

Jiang Feng hurriedly averted his eyes, just now he was infatuated by others. "No, by the way, Xiao Zhu, why do you always come here in the middle of the night? Is your family not letting you go out? You are not a big girl, and this family is too strict!"

Jiang Feng was joking, but he couldn't hide his beating heart. He had read poetry and books since he was a child, so how could he not know what he was thinking at this moment.

It's just that the two of them are men, and Ku Zhu regards himself as the brother of bosom friend, how could he be so dirty.

It's really wrong to think about it.Regardless of these, Kuzhu has an extraordinary appearance and beautiful clothes, which are clothes that everyone can afford.

I was dressed in coarse linen and smelly all over, how could I be worthy of such an outstanding person.The small flame that rose in Jiang Feng's heart was extinguished in an instant.If you say it, I'm afraid it's true, this big brother can't do it.

In a daze, I felt a cool object touch my cheek, Kuzhu hugged him from behind and buried his face on his neck.Jiang Feng's hand holding the pole froze immediately, and suddenly thought of something to push away the bitter bamboo.

"Little Zhuzi, my brother smells like fish, so don't get your body dirty."

Kuzhu's face was full of tears, and he hugged Jiang Feng tightly even though he was not willing to listen. "I just like the smell on your body. It smells very reassuring. My brother doesn't smell bad..." His soft voice made Jiang Feng's heart soften. He threw the pole aside and rubbed the bitter bamboo into his arms.

"What's the matter, did brother say something wrong just now? Don't cry." Seeing Bitter Bamboo crying silently, his heart throbbed, and he was extremely anxious.

"It's been more than 20 years that no one has cared about me. Just now when my brother asked about my family, I felt sour and burst into tears. Brother, why do you treat me so well?" Kuzhu rubbed all the tears on Jiang Feng's body, looking up at him .

Jiang Feng was at a loss for words, how should he express his feelings to him...

Jiang Feng was selling fish on the shore, and he sold out all of them in a while. He thought it was Kuzhu's credit. If it wasn't for him, how could his business be doing better and better. The villagers all said that his fish were the biggest and the best.

Thinking of Kuzhu's eyes that were always full of water, the corner of his mouth inadvertently raised a smile, thinking that he would buy a bottle of high-quality Huadiao later to reward his good brother.

At this moment, someone patted him on the shoulder, and Jiang Feng came back to his senses. It turned out to be his friend Zhu Yun.

"What good things are you thinking of? Tomorrow I will leave Kuzhu Village and rush to Yanyin. Why don't you come to invite you to drink?"

Zhu Yun complained a little, he only knew a bunch of good friends long ago, Jiang Feng and him were classmates for three years, and they were best friends, who knew that he would not be rewarded with a farewell farewell for him, which made him very disappointed.

"I actually forgot, what should I do!" Jiang Feng's mind was full of brother Kuzhu these days, and he drank and talked with him by the river all day long.How can I still remember the days when Zhu Yun traveled.He slapped his forehead, full of apologies.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are sincere, Jiang Feng, I see that you are very different from the past few days, and your face is full of red, but if there is any happy event, why not share it with me? You and I will have fun together." Zhu Yun hugged Jiang Feng's shoulder , the two walked side by side.

"Where is there any happy event, brother Zhu is teasing me again, by the way, brother Zhu, are you here to ask me to ask my teacher for a crime?"

"My wife asked me to go to the Temple of Bitter Bamboo to fulfill my wish. I had no choice but to follow. A few days ago, I had a high fever, so I prayed to Mr. Kuzhu. Who would have thought that I would recover soon." Zhu Yuan took the worship supplies and took the opportunity Seeing that I didn't leave to fulfill my wish.

"Bitter bamboo, why is the name so familiar? Why don't you worship the mountain god? Why are there such unknown gods on the land?"

Jiang Feng never believed in ghosts and gods, but he had heard a little bit about the name of the bitter bamboo god that was widely rumored here. It happened to be the same name as his younger brother, so he must tell him tonight.

Without waiting for Zhu Yun to explain, the two of them had unknowingly arrived at a bamboo forest, full of verdant greenery, dense with ten thousand bamboos, about five feet high, with cicadas singing above and birds flying below.

The evening wind blows, the leaves rustle, and the spirit is refreshed.Jiang Feng often passed by here, but it was only in the middle of the night, and he never knew that this place had such a pleasant scenery.

Zhu Yun walked aside and said: "You don't know that worshiping bitter bamboo is more effective than ordinary gods. Our place is small, and little gods don't like to see them, let alone those noble immortals, no one cares about them.

Do you know that Kuzhu was originally from our village, this village was not called Kuzhu Village, it was originally called Yunmeng Village.

This young man's real name is Ku Zhu, he is the eldest son of the head of Yunmeng Village, he has known people since he was a child, he was born with a beautiful face, Zhilan Yushu, many women came to his door, vying to marry him.

He was politely rejected by Kuzhu, and since he was a child, he determined to become a rich man, and went to Yanyin City to seek fame and fame.

One day he was strolling by the river, concentrating on studying the scroll in his hand.Suddenly hearing the cry for help, it turned out that the son of a washerwoman slipped into the water while playing in the water. Seeing this, Kuzhu jumped into the water without saying a word, and rescued the child.The child was handed over to the woman, and when she was about to go ashore, a boulder floated up at some point, and the bitter bamboo hit the boulder, and unfortunately died. "

"The people in the village were greatly moved by his brave actions, so they built a temple here to commemorate what Mr. Kuzhu had done. They sculpted portraits of Mr. Kuzhu and worshiped him for generations. The name of the village was changed to Kuzhu Village. " Zhu Yun said, and bowed three times to the bitter bamboo statue to show respect.

Hearing the words, Jiang Feng especially admired him. He should set an example for the world by sacrificing himself for others.

Jiang Feng slowly raised his head and saw the statue clearly. The young man was only a young man wearing a white feather coat.

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, it was clear that he was with him day and night, and he loved him like a younger brother——