Yan Xiao's Strange Records

Jiang Feng sat paralyzed on the ground, unable to shut his mouth in astonishment. This appearance and expression were exactly the same as his friend. How could he believe that the friend he was facing day and night was actually a mountain god? Could it be a coincidence?You must ask Ku Zhu clearly at night, but even the names are the same, it is hard to find such a coincidence in this world...

"Jiang Feng, what's wrong with you? Why are you so out of your mind?" Zhu Shuang asked with concern, and slowly helped Jiang Feng up. Jiang Feng pushed Zhu Shuang away as if remembering something.

The moonlight and stars are scarce, the water is shining brightly, and the bitter bamboo arrives as expected. She is still dressed in white clothes, spotless, and is drinking on the desk by herself.

Jiang Feng was preoccupied, staring at his jade-like face, it was exactly the same as the statue, and he couldn't tell any difference.

Thinking that Kuzhu's body is always cold, and only sees him at night, I can't help but feel a chill in my heart.

In my mind, I remembered that my friend Zhu Yun once warned me: There are many drowning ghosts in the river, so you should not come out to fish so late, if those drowning ghosts take a fancy to them, they will inevitably take your life, so it is better to be careful.

"Why did you see me with a flustered expression today? I look very bad, but I'm not feeling well?" Kuzhu put down his wine glass and asked worriedly.

Jiang Feng shook his head vigorously, not knowing how to speak, he was really conflicted in his heart, for fear of offending Kuzhu by speaking inappropriately.

At the same time, there is also a tinge of joy in my heart, if Kuzhu is really a water ghost, then he is a person who has no worries and cares in this world, regardless of class status, maybe he still has a chance.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ku Zhu tilted his head, and smiled slightly after a while: "Actually, I'm here to say goodbye today, and there are a lot of troubles these days."

"Farewell? Why, you are not being incensed by the people, so how can you leave so easily." Hearing this, Jiang Feng grabbed Ku Zhu's hands suddenly.

Kuzhu smiled miserably: "So you already knew, I said why you are so cowardly today. I am not a human being, nor a mountain god, but a water ghost. I died because of saving people, and I am honored as the God of Kuzhu.

I have always been addicted to alcohol and drowned to death. I have been here for several years. The day before yesterday you caught more fish than others.Tomorrow's karma will be full, and there will be a generation, who will be reborn in the future.You and I are friends, I will not harm you, don't be afraid of me! "

Knowing that Kuzhu was not human, Jiang Feng was not afraid, but when he heard that Kuzhu was about to leave, his heart trembled suddenly.

"Is Kuzhu going to leave after drinking this glass of wine? I really can't bear it. Although I know that you have escaped from karma, I should have congratulated you, but I don't know why sadness comes from it..." Jiang Feng choked up, speechless.

Kuzhu held Jiang Feng's palm tightly, and said softly: "Aren't you afraid of me? I was afraid that you would be afraid of me, so I kept hiding my identity. How could I make you cry? Don't cry anymore. Kuzhu will be in a dream when he reincarnates in the future for you."

When Jiang Feng heard that he insisted on leaving, he cried even more. The heart-piercing feeling of his father's death came one after another.

"How can I be afraid of you, I just think that you and I can no longer drink freely, and I feel sad. Even if you are reincarnated as a human, you will become a baby. How long will I have to wait? You know that the life span of a mortal is only a few dozen years. Gone with the snap of a finger."

"I originally thought that you would avoid me like a snake if you knew my real body, but I didn't expect you to be not afraid at all. Kuzhu is so grateful!" Kuzhu tearfully filled her eyelashes and bowed to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng couldn't bear to make Kuzhu cry, so he wiped away his tears with his sleeve: "Kuzhu, who will replace you?"

"Tomorrow at noon, look at the riverside, there is a woman crossing the river and drowning, she will replace me as a water ghost." After the bitter bamboo said, a red light appeared in the east, chickens and dogs barked in the cottage, and the two bid farewell.

At noon the next day, Jiang Feng came to the river bank early in the morning.Not long after, as Kuzhu said, a woman was walking on the bank with a baby in her arms. Just as she stepped onto the wooden bridge, the bridge broke with a whimper, and the woman fell into the river.

She hastily threw the baby onto the bank, and the baby cried with its arms up and down. The woman was up and down in the river, holding on to the weeds on the river bank to pray for a chance of life.

Jiang Feng clenched his palms tightly, his whole body tensed, and wanted to jump into the river to save the woman's life. Thinking of what Kuzhu said, this woman was a substitute for the dead ghost, and Kuzhu drifted for more than ten years and could not be reincarnated. His heart was hardened, and he closed his eyes , Try not to look in front of you.

After a while, the sound of splashing water gradually stopped, Jiang Feng opened his eyes, thinking that the woman must have died, only to see the woman climbed ashore from the river with difficulty, picked up the baby on the ground, and left in a hurry.Jiang Feng was speechless. Could it be that what Kuzhu said was wrong.

At dusk, the bitter bamboo arrived as expected, his face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his body was thin, as if cut from paper.

Jiang Feng was really distressed, and hurriedly hugged him, bitter bamboo lips were ruddy. "Today you and I are reunited, and we will never be separated again in the future."

Jiang Feng was overjoyed when he saw Kuzhu, but what happened at noon was especially weird, "What's the meaning of Kuzhu? Why did the woman leave safely at noon."

Ku Zhu leaned beside Jiang Feng, and said quietly: "The girl from Ben can just take my place, but she still has a son, and if her life is taken, the child will not be safe. If she takes my place, two lives will be lost.

I really can't bear it, and you also know that I died to save people and harm people in order to be reincarnated, which is really against my conscience, so I gave up the chance of reincarnation.

It's just that this opportunity was lost in vain, and I don't know when the next time will be.It seems that my elder brother and I have not finished our relationship, and we will have to drink and talk happily in the future. "

"Kuzhu is kind, accept it with pleasure, and move the sky with kindness." Jiang Feng loved Kuzhu more and more, but he and himself were just friends, so how could he express his love for him.

Bitter bamboo has always been very good at drinking, and you won't get drunk after a thousand cups. Although this reincarnation is not successful, but forget it, it's a matter of concern. The Huadiao wine that Jiang Feng bought is very strong. After drinking half of bitter bamboo, you will be drunk and hazy, and your eyes will be full of amorous feelings , Jiang Feng accidentally caressed Kuzhu's jade-like cheeks.

All of a sudden, the joints are about to be crisp, like falling into the clouds, and they face each other day and night for so many days, just to touch this person.

Kuzhu drank the wine, just smirked, his slender body twisted and twisted in his arms, his body was soft, his consciousness was lax, and he pushed and shoved a few times, but he couldn't push away the strong arm of the man in front of him, but Jiang Feng let him go up and down...

Until dawn, Jiang Feng was still awake.He didn't know how to face the sober Kuzhu, Kuzhu regarded himself as a friend, but he did such nasty behaviors, which was contemptible.

Kuzhu suddenly opened his eyes and saw that he was not wearing any clothes. He pushed Jiang Feng away and sat up quickly.

"Bitter bamboo, are you feeling unwell?" Jiang Feng said this stupidly as he was in such a hurry yesterday that he didn't know if he had been hurt.

Ku Zhu didn't say much, his face was extremely pale, he hastily put on his white robe, and stood up tremblingly.

"Kuzhu, it's my fault. If you have any complaints, just say so, why are you so sullen..." Jiang Feng suddenly felt ashamed.

The waning moon has disappeared, and it is getting fainter day by day. The clouds are like thick ink, slowly being dyed red by the dawn.

Kuzhu remained silent, pushed Jiang Feng away, and walked away.

The blood in Jiang Feng's whole body was about to freeze, and he stood there in a daze, looking at the empty gazebo, only the wind and fallen leaves were left——

Since then, the bitter bamboo has not returned, and Jiang Feng still catches the same number of fish as before, but the bitter bamboo man with his sleeves dyed in the fragrance of lotus, his brows and eyes calm, reclining and drinking is no longer seen in the gazebo.Jiang Feng knew that Kuzhu blamed him, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Jiang Feng thinks about Kuzhu day and night. After fishing every day, he comes to the temple of Kuzhu and talks to himself with the statue. What he thought.

I often saw this young man during the temple celebrations. I thought he was here to make trouble, but seeing him coming here for a few days, he just read books under the statue with a scroll, and even had time to help himself clean the dust on the statue. There was no abnormal behavior. Miao Zhu was relieved and did not drive him away.

"Mountains have no mausoleums, rivers are exhausted, winter thunder shakes summer rain and snow..."

"My lord, why do you often study under this statue, often all night long, but what's the problem?"

One day, Miao Zhu couldn't bear his doubts and asked with concern, sitting next to Jiang Feng with a broom.It was late at night, and the Temple of Bitter Bamboo was still brightly lit. Jiang Feng heard the words and closed the scroll.

"Old man, do you think it's worth waiting for an impossible thing?"

Jiang Feng's answer was irrelevant, he didn't want to pray for anything, he only hoped to get Kuzhu's forgiveness, which was better than him thinking about it day and night, tossing and turning.

"This matter should be asked in the heart of the young master. As long as the young master thinks it is worthwhile, it is worth it. However, whatever he insists on, no matter what the result is, he will have his fate. The young master should decide on his own. It is late at night, the young master is free, the old man will go down first. .”

Miao Zhu only thought of him as an idiot, there are so many eccentrics in the world, this is the first time I have seen this stone statue infatuated... Shaking his head, he walked into the night.

"Kuzhu, do you know that I adore you..." Jiang Feng rested his head on the hem of the statue of Kuzhu, stroking every line on his body...

A burst of thunder exploded, and Jiang Feng woke up from his sleep. He realized that a storm had fallen at some point, his face was wet, and his clothes were completely wet. He hurriedly got up and found that Kuzhu's shoulders were also wet.

It turned out that the roof was leaking, so Jiang Feng put his clothes on Ku Zhu's body without saying a word.

He hurried out with the tools for repairing the roof, the wind and rain outside were turbulent, and the big raindrops hit Jiang Feng's face, but he didn't care, he just wanted to finish the work at hand as soon as possible, and he must not let the bitter bamboo get wet ...

The rainwater slowly slid down the forehead of the statue, and finally flowed into the eyes of Kuzhu, like Kuzhu weeping.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Jiang Feng was blinded by the wind. He didn't walk down the roof until he finished the last process. He accidentally stepped on a piece of broken tile, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably. Flip down the roof.

Jiang Feng felt as if his whole body was falling apart, and the pain was still there, which meant that he was still in this world.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and felt that the top of his head was full of greenery, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

Slowly regaining his senses, he realized that the object above his head could move, and when he turned his head to the side, there was a person standing beside him.

He got up in a hurry, he was lying under a green umbrella, he followed the white jade hand on the umbrella handle, and slowly saw the owner of the green umbrella——

Pretty in appearance, but in a weak year, wearing a white long coat, with the appearance of a fairy in a trance, Jiang Feng's mind was like thunder, this youthful appearance is clearly the bitter bamboo that he has been thinking about day and night.

Jiang Feng staggered back a few steps. At this moment, his mood was indescribable... Fu held Kuzhu's jade hand tightly again, for fear that he would leave.

"Yesterday you repaired the roof and fell off the roof, but now you feel uncomfortable there?"

Kuzhu supported Jiang Feng, who was about to fall, and the warm breath came from him, which made Jiang Feng feel confident that he was finally moved by Kuzhu when he was in front of the temple in disarray these days, maybe he finally figured it out and forgive own...

He took the bitter bamboo into his arms, and compared to the ice-cold statue, this feeling was like falling into the clouds.

Bitter bamboo just stuck to Jiang Feng's chest docilely, and he never broke free. The two of them hugged each other in the bamboo forest.

"Bitter bamboo, are you really here? Did you hear what I said to you these days? Do you know..." Kuzhu put his finger on Jiang Feng's lips, signaling him not to continue.