Weicheng snow

During the daytime, the inn is very lively, with the smell of meat and wine wafting from the tip of the nose, occasionally a few useful words are added to the noisy human voice, Yi Qingchen ran into Xiao Er at the stairs, asked about the direction of the stage, Xiao Er pointed to the long street in front of the inn, "Go straight along this road to the south, and you will see a bridge. After crossing the bridge, you will be in the south of the city. Right now, there are burnt houses everywhere, and you can't tell the way. The building, son, you can find someone to ask when you arrive."

Yi Qingchen traced the route in his mind, thanked Xiao Er, and walked leisurely down the long street with a relaxed look on his face, he couldn't tell that what he was about to investigate was a major murder case, on the contrary, he looked more like a kid from a rich family after drinking and eating. Eat and walk birds on the street.

The streets in the north of the city are quite lively. Whether it’s storytellers or jugglers, there is a crowd of people around the stalls. Yi Qingchen takes a look around, and occasionally squeezes into the crowd and laughs with them. , rewarded this guy with two copper coins for storytelling, and gave that guy a piece of silver as alms, and went to the book stall to search for it. He only wanted to find a book post for literacy, but the store saw that he was dressed very well. Forcing the Merry Man, he was forced to give him two weird picture books.

Yi Qingchen couldn't read the words on the cover, so he flipped through it casually, but only glanced at it, then threw the book back on the stall with a red face, and the storekeeper laughed twice when he saw this, "Young master, do you prefer women? I I thought that the style of Longyang is prevalent now, and the young master looks like a flirtatious man, so I should be good at this..." Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, Yi Qingchen had already fled far away.

My mind is filled with the images of the rippling spring in the book, the more I want to forget it, the more I remember it clearly, in the end the faces of the two people in the book turned into myself and Hua Shenchi, Yi Qingchen screamed, hugging He squatted down with his head against the wall, and it took him a while to calm down.It's just such a fuss, and I lost the mood to continue wandering, so I took a deep breath, decided not to waste time, and set off directly to the south of the city.

The closer to the south of the city, the fewer pedestrians and the quieter the road.

After crossing the long wooden bridge erected on the canal, the scenery in front of you is completely different.

The dark wind passed by, and the air carried a faint smell of burnt. Two or three pieces of ghost coins swirled past the eyes and fell into the canal. Yi Qingchen looked at the yellow paper floating on the river surface. , suddenly calmed down.

Because the houses were burned down, some high-rise buildings had collapsed. Yi Qingchen walked several ways, but was blocked by the fallen walls and ruins. He had no choice but to take another strategy. As long as you find the funeral procession, you can find a smooth road for the time being.

After finding six or seven teams in this way, they entered the deep south of the city.

He looked around in the open space for a moment to confirm that there was no one around, and then jumped onto a tall building with his strength to get a bird's-eye view of the surroundings. After a while, he roughly confirmed the direction of the stage.

When Yi Qingchen came to the stage, all he could see was scorched black. With such damage, it was generally difficult to find useful clues, so he just wandered around the stage a few times, wanting to try his luck.Not long after, he really found a cloud-like eye pupil pattern on the wall of a building that had not been completely burned down. Yi Qingchen recognized the pattern, he had seen it once on the eve of the robbery meeting held in Weicheng .

It's just that Yi Qingchen couldn't remember what the pattern represented.The memory has not been fully recovered, as he only vaguely remembers that he should have seen this pattern many years ago, it seems very important...

Very important......

A towering stone tablet suddenly came to mind, and such a pattern was painted on the stone tablet... That stone tablet seemed to be in a valley...

In the middle of a dark room, there is a dark coffin, and the same pattern is painted on the coffin...

coffin.

woman in black dress.

Run away.

wind.

cliff.

The bright moon that was in my eyes for the last time before I died.

The intermittent memories stop here, and I can't recall more detailed content anyway.

"Huh?" A woman's voice suddenly came from behind, Yi Qingchen looked back, and saw a familiar plain white figure at the end of the ruins, it was the crying woman sitting in the inn last night.

At that time, she was holding a bamboo basket with some white flowers and some paper money in it. Seeing Yi Qingchen's figure, she was a little surprised, but she didn't make any trouble. She just lowered her head and walked slowly to the front of the stage. Grabbing some sacrificial objects in the basket, blowing out the snow all over the sky, repeated this several times, and then covered his eyes and started crying again.

Yi Qingchen felt that this woman might know something, but it would be too inhumane to disturb other people's memorial service right now, so she stood there and waited until the woman could no longer cry, the basket was empty, and she was about to leave, but When he was reluctant to let go, he took the right time and walked up to him, and started a conversation with him, "My lady, what do you know about the fire on the stage?"

The woman had no makeup on her face, and although her eye sockets were red and swollen from crying, she could still see her usual outstanding beauty.

She looked at Yi Qingchen vigilantly, "Who are you?" Yi Qingchen explained, "It's a member of the government." But the woman didn't believe it, "The people in the government don't even wear official uniforms when handling cases? Don't you?" Lie to me, you are probably the one who covets the bamboo to take brother's money, let me tell you, I don't know anything, you don't want to get any news from me." After saying that, he threw the bamboo basket on Yi Qingchen viciously. At his feet, he walked away crying.

Yi Qingchen was unlucky at the beginning of his career, and got a bad nose, but he also keenly caught the key words in the woman's words.

Actors, money, coveting... There are countless possibilities behind this.

Yi Qingchen silently remembered it in his heart, leaned over to pick up the bamboo basket, and searched around the stage a few times before planning to leave.Just as he was about to leave, the palm of his right hand felt warm, and a melodious tune sounded in his ear.

"Jiang Lang didn't know that the snow was knee-deep under the eaves, and the swallows were on the eaves, and the garden was cold. Ask the girl next to this tomb, the 16-year term is over, and she will never return..."

Yi Qingchen looked back in astonishment, only to see that the ruins behind him had changed into another look.

On the high platform made of wood, an actress in a wedding gown was looking around. She lowered her head and wept in a low voice. There seems to be a thousand words in her eyes, so there is no need to say more about her appearance.The audience in the audience yelled one after another, and what they drank was the actor's appearance, but they didn't even listen to the sadness in the song.

At the end of the song, the audience dispersed, and the stage was empty, with only the actor wandering around on the stage, she took a few steps hesitantly, sang a few words in a low voice, walked a few more steps, and sang a few words, but when she sang to the point of emotion She coughed for a long time, coughing up some blood from her heart, and finally sat down on the ground with her eyes empty.

Yi Qingchen stood on the spot, a little confused about the meaning of these two scenes. When she was wearing her wedding dress on the stage, the actor's eyebrows and eyes opened a lot, and when he coughed up blood in the second scene, he still looked young.Logically speaking, a person suffering from tuberculosis should not live for a long time, but later on when he performed on stage, there was no trace of the disease at all. Could it be that something happened in the middle of it, and the tuberculosis of this actor could not be cured?

Yi Qingchen still wanted to take a closer look at the scene on the stage, but the warmth in the palm of his right hand was no longer there, and there was only a beach of ruins in front of him, no matter how prosperous it was, it was gone, Yi Qingchen sighed with emotion, Knowing that this is all the guidance given to him by the dead soul of the actor, he no longer insisted and left with the bamboo basket in hand.

And the lines of the word "Yin" on the back of the hand are also lighter than before.

Yi Qingchen originally wanted to go to the yamen, looking for Hua Shenchi to discuss about opera actors, but when passing by a street market, he heard the news that the opera troupe would be singing in the north of the city from the residents passing by, after much thought, he decided to change his route halfway and ran The troupe has gone.

Because the city was recently haunted by ghosts, and the theater troupe was directly involved with those ghosts, they didn't dare to follow the old rules to sing opera at night, so they chose the afternoon, under the sun, and borrowed the yard of a dilapidated academy in the north of the city to set up a temporary theater. a station.When Yi Qingchen arrived, the courtyard was already full of people, but most of them didn't come to listen to the opera, but just to listen to the excitement.

There was only one door to the academy, and it was blocked by a group of tall and burly men. Yi Qingchen couldn't squeeze in, so he could only wander outside the courtyard, waiting for the opportunity to climb over the wall.

Fortunately, the owner of the troupe had a very loud voice. Even if he had not entered the courtyard, Yi Qingchen could still hear his rough voice clearly, "Fathers and folks, our troupe was established on this land 16 years ago. Yes, in the past 16 years, we have gone round and round, traveled all over the country, and now we finally came back here, but we have encountered such a regrettable situation, and it is really embarrassing to face you... I won’t say much, today I will I offer this play to shock everyone, and I won’t charge you a penny! Take your own drinks!”

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of applause and applause in the courtyard.

Yi Qingchen wandered to the back of the academy, and found an old banyan tree surrounded by two people at the corner. Right now, two children were sitting on the branches one after the other, watching the excitement in the courtyard.Yi Qingchen weighed the weight of the branches, and climbed up the tree in two or three steps, with light feet, which did not disturb the two children.

Only the fallen leaves rustled, covering the shoulders.

Yi Qingchen brushed it away with his hand, and turned his gaze to the stage in the center of the courtyard. Although it was only a temporary construction, it was made of high-quality whole wood. The curtain was painted with Ukiyo-e style waves and ships, and two or three lightning bolts swept across the sea. , the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was raining heavily. It seemed that some disaster was about to fall from the sky.

The actor in front of the curtain covered his heart, stretched out a hand towards the sky, and sang sadly, "Why is God's will so decisive, but in the past, a joke turned into an oath, and the family was ruined, but the king flew away and left me alone." Qi Qiran..."

Yi Qingchen was attracted by the actor's outstanding acting skills and crying singing, and his heart went up and down with the progress of the story, until he saw the end of the story.The ending is: the actor finally died of illness under the multiple pressures of natural disasters and man-made disasters, but there was no one by her side. In the icy and snowy world, the wind and snow covering the corpse became thicker and thicker. Two or three pedestrians stepped on her body. Didn't notice it.

It wasn't until the thunderous applause sounded that Yi Qingchen realized that he had been hurt by a play, and was about to raise his hand to rub his sore eyes, but his gaze stopped at an inconspicuous corner in the courtyard.

There was a man standing there.

The man was wearing a cloak embroidered with black and white plums, and the hood covered his entire face. He was leaning against the corner of the wall, blending with the shadows.Yi Qingchen opened his mouth to call her name, but forgot that he was standing on a branch, and as soon as he blurted out, the two children in front of him were startled.

From the beginning to the end, the two children didn't notice that there was someone behind them. They were so startled, their bodies were unstable, and they were about to fall from the treetops. Clinging to a branch, he hung upside down and stretched out his arms to hug the two children. He was not strong enough to bear the weight of the two children, so he let go of his instep, turned over, and fell from the tree alone. Kneeling down, protecting the two children well.

As soon as he let go, the two children ran away. He stood up, but his knees hurt, and he quickly reached out to support the tree trunk, barely stabilizing his figure.Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out behind her, pulling herself into her arms.

Yi Qingchen turned his head, and found that Hua Chenchi had come here at some unknown time, he was a little surprised, "Aren't you in the county government office? How did you find it?" He rolled up his trouser legs and put some powder on it, "The matter at the county government office is over, I'm going back to the inn on my way, just passing by here..."

Yi Qingchen was a little disappointed when he heard the words, and smiled helplessly, "So you didn't come to find me on purpose?"After a while, he stood up, but his eyes suddenly became serious.

Yi Qingchen realized that he was looking behind her, so he followed Hua Shenchi's line of sight.