Cultivation from entry to abandonment

The raft floats in the water, the waves soak the flowers, and then drag the flowers into the water, sweeping them to the center of the river.Jiang Fuqing said to himself: "Is this the legendary water burial?" It was just that the raft was very stable in the water, and it wasn't until Jiang Fuqing climbed tremblingly from the raft that he realized that the raft was covered by a paralyzed tree. Pulled by a rope, the other end of the hemp rope is firmly tied to a wooden stake, so it is not swept away by the wind and waves.

Sitting on the cobblestones, Jiang Fuqing looked at Lingzhou across the river from a distance. There was a layer of thick and dense dark clouds over Lingzhou. It seemed to be in a hazy drizzle, making people feel unreal, like a dream.Jiang Fuqing closed his eyes, then opened them again, as if he smelled the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafting from Lingzhou City, which was refreshing.

After sitting for a while, I felt a little bit reluctant, then sighed again, stood up, and walked towards the tree-lined path next to me.It didn't take long to walk along the path, and then came to the official road.There are more people on the official road, merchants who come and go, tourists who stop and go, I am no different from them.

This time Jiang Fuqing behaved well, and felt that his appearance was a bit eye-catching, so he bought a bamboo hat at a nearby stall and put it on his head to protect him from wind, rain and sun. It's just not easy to mess with.The chivalrous men along the way also dressed like this, occasionally a few monks walking against the wind flashed in the sky, and the passers-by were amazed, but Jiang Fuqing was not very interested.

After walking for more than ten days, Jiang Fuqing had very little money left on his body. In order to achieve sustainable development, he would not starve to death on the way to Yuezhou, so he had to eat and sleep in the open, but nothing went wrong along the way.Passing through a small village, there is only one inn in that village with simple facilities. Seeing that he is a foreigner, the innkeeper is going to blackmail him.How could Jiang Fuqing suffer such a dull loss, so he immediately chose to refuse.

But outside, there was bitter wind and rain, lightning and thunder, and there was no place to shelter from the wind and rain.At this time, I suddenly saw a big house at the end of the village, and wanted to stay there.The boss guessed his intentions, and jokingly said: "That is the Lu family's mansion. Three years ago, all thirteen members of the Lu family were killed by robbers. It has been haunted since then, and no one in the village dared to visit it. Don't blame me." Didn't remind you."

Jiang Fuqing asked: "Then is there any discount at your inn?"

The boss relied on the fact that he was the only one in the ten-mile radius, and he was not tactful, saying: "No fight."

"Oh, that's all right." Jiang Fuqing walked into the rain with his sword in hand.

"You are..."

Jiang Fuqing didn't care what he was rambling about behind his back, but just went to the abandoned house of the Lu family in the rain.

The road was muddy, and there was a damp smell of mud in the air.

Jiang Fuqing finally arrived at the gate of the Lu family's abandoned house. Although it had been abandoned for three years, the surrounding walls were still intact, except that there were some weeds growing half a person's height in the yard, and there were some spider webs hanging on the corners of the walls.As soon as I entered the door, I felt a gust of wind blowing, and the cold air soaked into the bones.

Jiang Fuqing tucked his neck into the scarf, clenched the sword in his hand, and said, "I'm passing by here, and I don't have money to stay in an inn. Excuse me."

Jiang Fuqing entered the house, looked around, and found that the tables, chairs, and benches were all covered with dust, with a thick layer, and there was almost no place to step down.So he had no choice but to clean up an open space in the living room, and took out a quilt from the wardrobe in the west wing to spread it on, preparing to fall asleep to the sound of the rain.

He was so tired that he didn't care whether there were ghosts or not.Since the sound of the rain was getting louder in the middle of the night, he woke up in a daze, and found a figure crawling on the ground.The figure was on all fours, only tilted its neck, and looked at Jiang Fuqing, the unexpected guest, with empty eye sockets.

Jiang Fuqing yawned, remained indifferent, narrowed his eyes, and said, "I'm leaving tomorrow."

The black shadow was not willing to listen, it crawled towards Jiang Fuqing with hands and feet, and was about to threaten Jiang Fuqing.But a little black cat came out of Jiang Fuqing's arms. The little black cat bared its teeth at it and meowed.Jiang Fuqing felt its movement, reached out and touched its head, and comforted him: "Calm down. It's just a ghost."

The ghost really didn't dare to go forward, but just hovered two steps away.

Xuanwu raised his head and looked around, there were two hanging on the beams of the house, one floating in the yard, one crawling here, one hidden in a flower pot, one soaked in a water tank, and some strange shapes, horrible to look at, really It makes people feel sad, and those who see it cry.Xuanwu yawned, then shrank back into Jiang Fuqing's arms.

Jiang Fuqing slept all night, nothing happened and nothing unusual happened.I yawned and wanted to wash my face.When I came to the yard, I saw a water tank in the yard. There was fresh rainwater in the water tank, so it was still clear.He folded his hands together and was about to scoop up a handful of water, but the moment his hands touched the water tank, he felt a little pain in his palms.

Jiang Fuqing was surprised, he saw a layer of golden light bursting out from the palm of his hand, and the golden light formed a word "Qian" on his palm. He didn't think about it for a while, thinking that he had rubbed some fluorescent powder on it, so he stretched out his hand to wash it in the water tank. washed.This washing was terrible, and a water ghost emerged from it.

The ghost's skin was pale, his body was swollen, he was fat and white, his lips were blue and blue, and the water flowed from his body.

Jiang Fuqing looked at him for a while and said, "Sorry, I didn't know you were inside."

The water ghost looked at him motionless.

Jiang Fuqing flicked the drops of water off his hand, trying to communicate with him friendly, "Why are you squatting there?"

After asking for a long time, I didn't expect the ghost to answer.

"Why are you not afraid..." the ghost said suddenly.It's just that the voice is very penetrating and cold.

Jiang Fuqing was overjoyed, turned his head, and said with a smile: "It turns out that ghosts can talk. That's great. What's your name?"

The ghost didn't know what to say, "My name is Lu, Lu..." After thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember what his name was, and he looked very annoyed.

Jiang Fuqing shook his head and said, "You have become a ghost, you don't need oxygen anymore, what are you doing in this square inch?"

"I'm stuck here..."

"If you smash the tank for you, will you be free?"

"You can try..."

Jiang Fuqing picked up a green brick from the corner, weighed it in his hand, and threw it at the water tank.

"No, it's better not to smash it." The ghost said again, seeming a little scared.

Jiang Fuqing put down the brick.

The ghost looked at his hands, which were no longer what they used to be, illusory and ugly, so he asked in confusion, "Do I really still exist in this world?"

Jiang Fuqing lazily stood aside and asked: "Since what I see, hear, and touch may be false, what can prove that I still exist in this world?"

The ghost on the opposite side shook his head even more blankly.

Jiang Fuqing said: "I think therefore I am."

……

At this time, Shang Mingqian, who heard these words through Xuanwu, couldn't help being speechless, thinking about his words.In the end, I still couldn't let Jiang Fuqing go.