The only honor of the water cut off

Section No.20

The lowered clouds seemed to put a cover on Qinzhoucheng for no reason, accumulating the dry air that could not be dissipated for several days. The swaying tree shadows reminded people of the ghosts running around in the streets and alleys, making it impossible to sleep soundly.

Yan Yuzuo didn't go to the yamen all day, and he didn't get out of bed when he was not sick or in pain. According to his wife, it was called lying dead.The beating and scolding could not stop, the daughter-in-law finally slammed the door and left, leaving him alone in a corner watching the phantom woven on the window paper tremblingly.

In other words, blessings never come together, and misfortunes never come singly. The more you are afraid of trouble, the easier it is for you to find trouble.

The window was slapped open with a palm, and there was a small creaking sound. The numbness of the scalp spread all the way to the ends of the hair, and he even stopped breathing.

It's just that this is not the female ghost in white clothes as rumored, but a man who is seven feet tall and dressed in black night clothes.He touched the side of the bed in the dark, lifted the thin quilt, vaguely saw the shape of a human being, and then touched the acupoints on the neck of the person, and the person immediately softened. He stretched out his arms, holding the person under his armpits, and walked through the window. out.

Dazzling spotlights flashed in the air, outlining the sky full of tumbling thick clouds, and the sternness of the cold sharp blade. When the knife was raised and dropped, there was a "puchi" sound, but there was no scarlet blood, but a perfect trace left behind by the blade's trajectory. The arc of the black forest was split.

The person who brought him snorted, and didn't move any more. The liquid on the knife slowly fell drop by drop, and some of it condensed on the blade, making blood evidence. The man in black seemed not satisfied, and put the person in the dust He grabbed a strand of hair, cut it off and put it in his arms, then took out a white cloth and wrapped it around his neck, then walked away.

After the lightning flashing through the sky, there was an explosion of thunder resounding across the universe.

【Madam, now it seems that Yili is very likely to be killed by... a ghost. 】

【No, that's daddy's soul at all, how could he harm my younger brother!There must be some other reason! 】

【That's not father's soul, ma'am, how can you believe it? 】

[Sanggong, you didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, why did you believe in ghosts this time? 】

Sang Jinchun knelt in the mourning hall, closed his eyes and folded his palms together, still thinking about the quarrel with Yuan De just now.

I'm not at peace, afraid that my father will blame me?

With a soft sound, Sang Jinchun suddenly opened her eyes, and saw that the current tablet seemed to be skewed by a small angle, she couldn't help but secretly startled, and called out cautiously: "Father, is that you?"

It doesn't matter if he shouted, the tablet suddenly tipped over and knocked against the edge of the table, shaking endlessly, Sang Jinchun panicked, it must be because his father was angry.

She hurriedly stepped forward to lift up the tablet, but there was wind in her ears. She looked up and saw that her face was covered under layers of cloth.Surprised and delighted, she took a step back, only to see the white corners of her clothes stretching into the darkness, and she could no longer see her face.

She called out tremblingly: "Father?"

Before she came back to her senses, the white shadow had already floated out of the window. Sang Jinchun was afraid that he would disappear again, so she hurriedly chased him out, and saw that the white shadow was only standing on a higher place. Stop wherever you can see.

She didn't notice anything strange, and chased after him one step at a time, and gradually entered the Yege Forest, as if the world had changed. Behind the leaves is like a little elf blinking at her with blue eyes.

Around the vicinity of the hot spring, Sang Jinchun was startled to realize that he had lost Shiroying's whereabouts and lost his way.She called daddy to the surroundings with a crying voice, and what responded to her was an inaudible echo.

The rolling thunder came one after another, but she actually heard a different sound from the deafening sound.

The singing sounded, like a voice coming from the bottom of the heart, endless, one after another, it seemed to be sighing from the beginning of eternity, calm and gentle, neither slow nor fast, like a trickle of water heading towards the end of eternity.

The uneasy emotions in Sang Jinchun's heart were gently smoothed away like this, and he floated in half-blank clothes. Is it really just a ghost that disappears and appears at any time?

"Jinchun." Someone called her softly from behind, she turned her head suddenly, there was actually a white shadow standing behind her, she looked back and forth in disbelief, was it actually two white shadows?

The wind was blowing quietly, and the sky was full of gloomy clouds. The two white shadows faced each other like this, and Sang Jinchun was caught in the middle, at a loss for what to do.

"Jinchun, come to Dad." Bai Ying behind him called softly, his voice was low and kind, Sang Jinchun suddenly burst into tears, and ran over without hesitation, but by the light of lightning, he saw Bai The black cloth covering his face could not hide his young face and the impressive shadow on the ground.

"Ah! No!" She only had time to yell, and Bai Ying stretched out his hand to pull her, and she stepped into the set trap, and the noose buried in the grass immediately lifted her upside down and pulled her into the air among.

The female ghost seemed quite surprised by this change, and even stopped singing.

The impostor then whistled, and more than twenty black shadows sprang out from all around, surrounding the female ghost.

He proudly pulled the rope hanging Sang Jinchun upside down, and said to Bai Ying: "It is indeed right to use her to lure you out."

The singing sounded again, and Bai Ying was as calm as water like his voice, and his heart was not disturbed.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, no, how can a rabbit describe the swift and unimaginable speed.

She seemed to be in front of Sang Jinchun in an instant, and she turned her head upside down with her blushing face turned over.

The man in white was quite surprised, but he was not slow, soared into the air, drew a soft sword from his waist, and slashed at the white shadow, and the men in black surrounded him as if they had received an order, and surrounded him in groups.

The female ghost didn't stop her, she put the confused Sang Jinchun on the tree branch next to her, made an incredible spiral in mid-air, and then easily escaped from the shadow of swords, lights and swords without even touching the corner of her clothes.

More and more profound doubts sounded in everyone's heart. Is this really a ghost?

But the female ghost didn't allow any delay, she landed on a branch and wanted to release the chains on Sang Jinchun's feet, there was no one else in her eyes except this woman.

The man in white yelled: "Brothers, the surroundings are tight, let's see how she runs!"

The people around changed their positions skillfully, they were blocked in all directions, even up and down, and only after closing the siege did they find that only Sang Jinchun was left on the branch.

The female ghost hung behind them at some point, and there seemed to be a slight smile in her singing. Comparing her faster, isn't that a bit stupid?

The white clothes are full of anger, and she just feels that although there are so many people ambushed, it seems to her that there are more than [-] leaves in the forest, and her actions are ridiculous and reluctant.

However, just for a moment, he laughed, broke the rope on Sang Jinchun's feet with a sword, lifted her up, and held her by the throat: "How did I forget, why did you come here?"

He smiled triumphantly: "Whether you are a human or a ghost, as long as you follow me, I promise not to harm you, otherwise I will kill her and kill the only remaining blood of the Sang family."

The female ghost was still singing, her face was covered by her long hair, and she didn't know what kind of expression it was.

The white-clothed man usually made a long but shallow gash under Sang Jinchun's neck in protest, and blood gushed out, turning from one line to another along the clothes, dripping down.

The singing stopped again, obviously, the female ghost's body froze, and her two drooping arms were slowly raised to her chest.

It is murderous.

The corner of the man in white raised his mouth, very good, if he just floated around without his hands, no one would be able to catch her.

While thinking, two Bai Lian seemed to be coming towards him with sharp blades, he swung his sword to block, Bai Lian suddenly softened, and returned to his master's armband as if flying.

It wasn't until a little scorching liquid splashed on her cheeks that she realized it was blood when she flew back into the cage with her sleeves flying, the men in black who were attacking her on both sides had their throats cut, and their eyes were open in disbelief, like a puddle of mud fell under the tree.

The man in white realized that he had really underestimated this female ghost.

She appeared behind every man in black with a strange and weird posture, and she appeared behind every man in black like a conjurer. It's not the fragrance of flowers or the sweetness of pastries, but the smell of blood dripping down.

It doesn't matter whether she can really shake her sleeves and cut her throat, or if she hides something else in her sleeves, the man in black grinned at the corpses lying on the ground, pools of blood came out, and every move hit the critical point. Instant death.

The man in black immediately realized the problem, dispersing is a fatal injury, while gathering is like having extra hands and eyes at the same time.

Sure enough, several times with swords and swords intersecting, and more than a dozen hands on guard, the female ghost could no longer move freely, and could only act around the periphery, and her flaws were gradually exposed. She is fast but not exquisite.

In this way, there are ways to use it.The white-clothed man smiled, put Sang Jinchun under his arm, looked for the female ghost to fight to the other side, and flew away.

The female ghost was really fooled, she didn't care about her back, and insisted on cutting off the former. People say that a sword has no eyes, but the person holding the sword will not let go of a chance. When she is full of confidence, the sword's edge follows the person, and the female ghost feels oppressed. , Turning the sleeves to block, the tight sleeves can withstand several swords being cut at the same time, with a crisp sound of tearing, it immediately collapsed into pieces, revealing a thin arm that can be described as haggard.

Those swords didn't show any intention of stopping, seeing that the arm would also lose its protection, and would be broken into several pieces by the sharp sword.

At a critical moment, one of the several swords suddenly turned against each other and blocked the sword to each side, which resolved the crisis of the severed arm.

Suddenly someone laughed at the top of the head: "Tsk, tsk, I really can't stand it, so many people are bullying a woman." While talking, several people were hit by small stones on the wrists. out.

The female ghost, for the first time, became interested in things other than Sang Jinchun. She turned her head slightly, and saw a person jumping down from the treetops. With the lightning flashing across the sky, she could only see the delicate bronzing patterns on his clothes, There are seven dazzling pearls on the sword, shining like his eyes.

The female ghost turned her palms into claws, pinching the nearest person's throat with her five pointed fingers, making the sound of pinching a bamboo tube, her tibia was broken, clean and neat, her thin hands seemed to be dyed red paint immediately, her tactics were cruel and decisive, Pang Tong couldn't help frowning slightly.

The defector quickly withdrew from the team of men in black, pulled off his mask, and swung his sword to block his chest.

"Well done, Xiaoyi." Pang Tong praised, and then shouted into the air: "Whoever kills one enemy will be rewarded ten gold."

The sudden change, coupled with this shout, suddenly seemed to create an invisible film between the men in black, making them untrustworthy and unreliable, and their actions were more than a beat slower.The back-up was cut off, and the white-clothed man could only dodge the female ghost's attack in embarrassment, and shouted: "Let the upper and lower committees make peace, and work four or five fields."

After hearing the password, the men in black immediately followed his command and lined up. Those who moved slowly were regarded as spies and killed.

Pang Tong couldn't help shaking the seven stars in his hand, nodded and said, "Sure enough, he is well-trained."

The plan to disturb the enemy is broken, and the only thing that can be relied on is Qingfeng in his hand.

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The thunder in the sky rolled and rolled, and the clouds turned and turned, but there was no rain falling, and people were so bored that they were about to go crazy.

Even in the middle of the night, he was not allowed to settle down, because Sang Jinchun disappeared, and many people couldn't find him.

Some of the workers who were repairing the hot spring courtyard stayed together for a supper, but they were all frightened back when they heard strange noises in the middle of the night.The news quickly spread to the Sang Mansion, and Yuan De inevitably had some strange associations. Gongsun Ce thought to himself, why did something happen just after the little raccoon was released from surveillance?He patted Yuan De on the shoulder and said: "Since it's the people's report, how about we take people to see?"

Yuan De looked at him gratefully: "It's so good!"

The road at night is not easy to walk, not because of the steep slope and slippery road, all the officials brought along vigilantly watched around, for fear that the ghost would jump out and bite his head off, Yuan De was so angry that he grabbed the lantern and quickly Stepping forward, Gongsun and Xiaoli also followed closely, and heard someone shouting from behind: "Gongsun Ce, wait for me!"

Bao Zheng and Xiao Man actually followed over, it was true, some cried and shouted not to come, and some rushed to follow, although it is more likely that he regarded this as an outing.

The hot spring courtyard is not the same as it was a few days ago. It is full of vitality everywhere. It seems that the process is going smoothly and it is coming to an end. There are still various building materials piled up inside and outside the courtyard. Bao Zheng kicked the large stones behind the door, Wrinkling his face in pain, Xiaoman hurriedly helped him to sit aside, took off his shoes, and found that the kick was really heavy, his fingers connected to his heart, how could it not hurt.

Yuan De walked around in the yard anxiously, and then went to the hot spring from behind. Gongsun Ce had no choice but to leave Bao Zheng behind and followed Xiaoli.

Seeing them go far away, Bao Zheng's pain gradually subsided, and he wanted to chase them.I don't know if I offended that god today, just after chasing him out of the courtyard, he fell down at the base of the wall and toppled Xiaoman along with him.

"oops!"

"Da Bao, be careful when you walk."

Bao Zheng sat up and pointed at the ground in aggrieved way: "I was not careful there, why is there a pit here!"

Only then did Xiaoman notice that there was really a big hole in the ground, not too deep, and said, "The workers dug it!"

Bao Zheng said angrily: "Why dig a hole if you have nothing to do, make me fall!"

Xiaoman smiled and said, "It's clear that you were not careful...Didn't Brother Gongsun say that this hot spring is half natural and half man-made? Dig more holes to store more water."

There was a strange humidity in the air, mixed with the smell of moss, Xiaoman looked up at the sky and said, "Bao Zheng, it's raining."

Hair-thin raindrops fell first, and the two had no choice but to run back to the other courtyard.

After a few days of suffocating rain, big drops finally fell at night, stirring up a mist on the window lattice.

Bao Zheng suddenly stared at his palm strangely, Xiaoman hurriedly closed the window, but saw Bao Zheng spinning around in the room, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask him what was wrong.Bao Zheng looked at Xiaoman with a serious expression, thought about it seriously, and said, "Xiaoman, give me a piece of cloth or paper or something!"

Xiaoman gave him a handkerchief, and he fiddled with it obediently. Outside the window, there was lightning and thunder, and the rain poured down, but the sound was not bad. Xiaoman couldn't help worrying about Gongsun Ce, and the umbrella might not be able to block the rain.

She opened the window a little bit, the water mist hit her face, and the lightning turned her eyes pale, but she saw that the hot spring water rushing down from the mountain was strangely red.

blood.

It gathers into small depressions under the trees, soaks into the soil, and gathers into the pond one by one, dyed bright red, and is scattered by higher spring water and rainwater.

There were corpses all around.

Surrounded by the smell of blood, Night Song Forest, no one is singing, but the leaves rolling in the rain seem to be crazy with excitement, roaring lowly, the dark red veins are plump and bright red after absorbing enough blood.

What kind of ghostly place is this?

Yuan De threw himself into the rain and hugged Sang Jinchun who was mixed with the soil. She was bleeding profusely and was dying.

Holding an umbrella, Gongsun Ce barely kept his waist dry. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, all wearing black night clothes, he felt anxious, and suddenly thought of Feiyunqi uncontrollably.He rushed over to check on Sang Jinchun's injury, turned his head and shouted to the little raccoon: "Quick, seal her blood!"

Yuan De hugged Sang Jinchun and disappeared into the rain, while Gongsun Ce stayed behind to inspect the body. The next second, the umbrella in Gongsun Ce's hand slipped down in such a strange way, and was beaten by the heavy rain, rolling around, in a panic .

He just kept the same posture, standing blankly in the rain, the little raccoon was startled, and quickly raised his umbrella over his head, but he took two quick steps, and pulled out a trampled umbrella from the mud and blood. The tattered clothes still had the color of bronzing, and the delicate patterns were stained with blood, a large piece of the robe was missing, and the edges were all burnt.

How can I forget?

The temperature of his chest leaked from the back of the clothes, scorching hot, like the burning sunset on his shoulders, and the force of the tip of his tongue slipping into his mouth.

How can you believe that that sturdy body has nothing to do with the incomplete bloody clothes in the heavy rain.

"No..." Gongsun Ce suddenly stood up, the rain drenched him instantly, the rain left on his face made him unable to open his eyes, the lightning tore the sky one by one, and the cries of the little raccoon were drowned in the thunder In the sound of the rain, or because he couldn't hear it, he eagerly searched for every corpse, open neck, hideous face, everything, just to give him some evidence that the man was fine.

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