Looking for plums under the moon

The clouds move and the stars dim, the shadow of the moon is hazy, but the world is brightly lit.

If you ask where is this place?

This is Yanzifang, and this building is Shuying Building.

Ling Guyue was sitting in the room, she couldn't get used to the melodious music, so she went out for a walk in the back garden.

There was no one in the back garden at this time, and the sound of orchestral strings coming from the front building could be faintly heard. Comparing with it, there was a sense of coldness with dimly lit lights.

Ling Guyue walked deep along the path, unknowingly she was far away from the hustle and bustle, her ears were so quiet that only the weaving in the grass and the frogs in the pond could be heard.Along the way, the vegetation is whirling, and the shadows of the branches are vertical and horizontal, like the shadows in the water.Walking through the flowers, shaking off the dew on the red medicine, I suddenly feel the coolness.

Finally, the beauty sitting by the pond leaned on her, watching the moonlight melt into the water, and the koi swimming freely, breaking the silver light, breaking the snowflakes, and disturbing the ripples in the pond.

The ripples in the circle were getting bigger and bigger, reflecting the moonlight, pulling him back to five years ago.

On Pingyi Peak, it has been snowing heavily for days, and the white snow covers the continuous mountains, and a slender red shadow stands in the snow.

"Junior Brother, have you seen Master?" Ling Guyue stood in front of Gu Huasong's gate, saw Shen Luo approaching, and smiled, "Master told me to come and find him, why is no one else here?"

Shen Luo shook his head, "I haven't seen it today."

"It was agreed to check how many levels of my Pingchuan Mental Technique I have practiced..." Ling Guyue weighed the Flowing Sword in her hand, "As a result, I didn't wait for him when I came early in the morning."

Shen Luo's eyes fell on the door behind him, "Isn't Master inside?"

Ling Guyue shrugged, "There's no one inside, I'm planning to go to the back mountain to look for him."

Shen Luo said: "No need to go, I just came back from there, Master is not there."

Ling Guyue opened her mouth slightly, "Huh?"

Shen Luo looked at his pale lips, stepped forward to hold his hand and said, "It's cold outside, go in and wait."

The two walked into the room hand in hand, and saw that the furnishings in the room remained unchanged for decades, with several ancient paintings on the wall, a long table by the window, two bookcases against the wall, a bed in the corner, and several bookshelves in the room. Just a chair.

Master was indeed not in the room.

Sitting and chatting some gossip again, Shen Luo asked: "What did senior brother do yesterday?"

Ling Guyue laughed and said, "I asked someone to dig a hole in the ice in Luoyingtan, and I spent a day fishing by the stream wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat."

Shen Luo pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother, can you gain anything?"

Ling Guyue shook her head and said, "A few small silver fishes, I released them again."

Shen Luo murmured: "In the past, Luoyingtan was full of plum blossoms, but now it's bare, brother, do you still want to..."

Ling Guyue interrupted him and said: "I am a person who is very nostalgic for the past. If I plant plums again, no matter how well they bloom, they will not be the flowers of the past. It is better to leave them empty."

Shen Luo had no choice but to give up.

The two waited for a while, Ling Guyue went out to look at the sky, came in and breathed into her hands and said, "It's noon, and it's snowing outside again, where did Master go, why hasn't he come back?"

Shen Luo was walking around the room when he suddenly found a piece of paper under the paperweight. He picked it up and glanced at it. His eyes briefly scanned two lines, and his expression changed slightly, "Senior brother..."

Ling Guyue walked quickly to his side, following his gaze, there were two simple lines on the snow-white paper: I have left Pingchuan, and the position of master is passed on to disciple Shen Luo, don't look for it.

The inscription is Guhuasong.

"The handwriting on the paper is indeed Master's..." Shen Luo said.

"Master left?" Ling Guyue asked doubtfully.

He took the paper and read it several times against the light, "Master, is the old man joking?"

Shen Luo frowned and remained silent.

After reading it several times, Ling Guyue's smile faded, and she rummaged through the table, but couldn't find any other left books.

"Senior brother, don't worry." Shen Luo held his shoulders and breathed the warm breath over, "Maybe Master will be back in a while."

That day, they stayed until late at night, and finally left in the snowy night when sleepiness struck.

The next day, the heavy snow did not stop, and the two braved the wind and snow to climb up to Pingyi Peak and waited for another whole day.

On the third day, Ling Guyue said: "Maybe Master went down to the mountains to play in the water. He must think that Pingchuan is cold in winter, and he should come back when the spring is warmer."

A few months later, the snow melted and the ice disappeared, and they came to Guhuasong's residence on Pingyi Peak again.

Ling Guyue said disappointedly: "Is Master still coming back?"

Shen Luo looked at him without saying a word, just holding his hand tightly.

In the winter of the second year, Shen Luo became the head of Pingchuan, Ling Guyue became an idle uncle, and the two came to Guhuasong's dilapidated old residence together.

"It's snowing." Ling Guyue reached out to catch a crystal clear snowflake.

Immediately afterwards, patches of snow fell down in full swing.

Snowflakes rustled and spread on the ground, covering the footprints when they came.

On Pingyi Peak, Shen Luo stood side by side with him, looking at the boundless sky and earth, said quietly: "Brother, don't wait, let's go back."

Ling Guyue said sadly: "From now on it will be only us."

Ling Guyue sat for a long time, unaware of the passage of time, his red clothes were dyed in the night, almost blending with the surrounding vegetation.

At this moment, two footsteps sounded in the quiet back garden.

Ling Guyue's eyes flickered slightly, and she quietly hid her breath.

Among the flowers, two figures walked side by side, one behind the other.The figure behind is slender, Jiaona is generous, it is Qing Chan.

But the face of the person in front is blurred, and the eyebrows and eyes are hard to distinguish.

"Third Master, I still have to go to the landlord at such a late hour, is there something wrong?" Qing Chan asked.

"I haven't been back for a few days, is the landlord okay?" The hoarse voice reminded Ling Guyue of the coachman at the pier that day.

"The host is fine, but the illness is still the same."

"Well, that's good, has anyone been here these days?"

"This... probably not. Maybe the landlord summoned someone else in private, but I don't know. The third master should go back and ask Lu Yuan."

The third master paused slightly, "No need, I'll just ask the landlord later."

Seeing him leaving in a hurry, Qing Chan asked while chasing him: "Third Master, slow down, you asked me about Mr. Feiyi several times, why didn't you go see him?"

"It's just curiosity, it's not a big deal. But I heard your tone of voice several times, and I wonder what he looks like?"

"Well...how should I put it?" Qing Chan thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Mr. Feiyi is not as strong as a man, nor is he weak like a woman. His face is tenderer than mine, his skin is whiter than mine, and his phoenix eyes are long. charming smile..."

The third master also smiled and said: "I haven't seen such a perfect person yet, it seems that I really have to see it someday."

The two walked towards Qing Yuxuan while chatting and laughing.

Ling Guyue was stunned for a moment, and soon saw Qing Chan returning the same way, the girl's lithe figure quickly disappeared into the secluded back garden, but the third master did not follow.

Ling Guyue secretly thought: Maybe he is still staying in Qingyuxuan, but in the middle of the night, what important matters do he have to discuss with Lin Jue?Immediately got up, walked to the lake outside Qingyuxuan, saw him tap his toes, stepped on the water and approached the building, then jumped into the air, and landed firmly on the roof of the building.

In an instant, the clouds broke, and the silver moon was like a hook. Under the vast sky, a red shadow stood quietly on the roof of the building. The wind blew the willow branches, driving the red clothes fiercely.

Ling Guyue came to the edge of the eaves lightly, and jumped onto the eaves pillars with a flash of her figure. After several jumps, she finally entered the Qingyu Pavilion.Ling Guyue stood on the rafters, with countless curtains under her feet, gradually approaching the center, she saw a person on the couch under the curtain, a chair in front of the couch, and another person on the chair.

The person on the couch was of course Lin Jue. He had taken off the fox fur that was usually tightly wrapped, and was wearing thin clothes. He was sitting on the couch loosely, with his feet dangling in the air and dangling back and forth.

And the one on the chair is the mysterious third master, his back is facing Ling Guyue at the moment.

The two chatted harmoniously, seemingly unprepared, apparently unaware that there was a third person present.

Ling Guyue acted like a gentleman in the middle of the night, but she didn't want to steal. Looking at the scene below, she thought to herself: The owner of Shuying Building is really pretending. When he talked to me, he panted three times, but he looked normal in front of people close to him. , let me see what purpose he has...

Lin Jue said, "Third Uncle, why are you so interested in Ping Chuan? I'm going to be jealous."

The third master said: "Lord, you are playing childish temper again."

Lin Jue snorted softly, "Third Uncle runs around all day long and doesn't come back to see me. I'm the one you watched growing up!"

The third master smiled and said: "The landlord has grown up, I don't need to watch anymore, besides, I'm also outside to deal with some things about Shuyinglou."

His laughter was sharp and piercing, like a knife scratching his throat, and it was extremely unpleasant, but Lin Jue didn't care, pouted, as if coquettish to an elder, "Third Uncle must think I'm useless... I don't Shen Luo's talent is not even comparable to Ling Guyue, who is flamboyant and embroidered."

Ling Guyue on the beam frowned, and thought to herself: Why did my name suddenly come up?Also said that I am embroidered with fists and legs?In a moment of anger, he held down the beam and continued to listen patiently.

The third master shook his head and sighed: "Lord, I have been by your side since you were ten years old. Since you were young, you have weak bones and lack of meridians, so you are not suitable for practicing martial arts. The old master doesn't want you to set foot in the rivers and lakes. It is a great feeling to see you like this now." Thank you, how could I despise you?"

Lin Jue frowned and said, "Even if the third uncle doesn't dislike me, I also dislike myself. I don't accept it! Why can't I, the owner of the majestic Shuying Building, even know ordinary boxing skills! Why am I the heir of Hongying Shuangxia I can't even hold a sword! I also want to learn unrivaled martial arts, the best in the world, and become a famous person in the martial arts world like my father. Not like now," he sneered, and hammered the wooden table on the couch, " Apart from staying in this water pavilion, I can't go anywhere..."

"Xiaoyu..." Seeing his angry expression, the third master called him by his nickname regardless of the difference between master and servant, "Where you want to go, you can tell third uncle that I can take you to famous mountains and great rivers, ancient capitals and old cities." you go."

"Does Third Uncle want me to live as a child forever?" Lin Jue asked, "I will live under the wings of others for the rest of my life..."

The third master was at a loss for words.

Lin Jue raised his head slightly, and said arrogantly: "I am the landlord of Shuyinglou. In terms of the world's financial resources, I can monopolize one-third of Shuyinglou. So many people covet my property, so many people want to murder my life, and more People who don't take me as a weak young man seriously...do I have to rely on others?"

Ling Guyue was secretly stunned: Lin Jue's ambition is not small...

When Lin Jue talked about the excitement, he clenched his fists and said, "I have already found the cheats that my father practiced. When I reshape my muscles and bones, I will be able to practice miraculously and kill those who stand in the way of the Lin family...one by one!"

"Xiaoyu!" The third master frowned and scolded: "Don't be fooled by evil spirits and go astray!"

Lin Jue smiled at him: "Third Uncle, I've been lingering on the sick bed all day long, showing my weakness to others, and ignoring trivial matters, so that I won't go astray?"

The third master said: "Do you remember that it is your father's intention not to practice martial arts for the rest of your life..."

"My father is long gone!" Lin Jue turned his face away, his face full of pain, "If he knew that his son would only hide in brothels like a wimp, he would laugh at me!"

The third master shook his head, with compassion in his eyes, "I understand the old landlord, he would rather see you like this."

"I've made up my mind," Lin Jue turned to him and said, "Third Uncle, you are the only relative I have, you will definitely support me, right..."

Seeing his firm eyes, the third master didn't say anything, but just lowered his head.

Ling Guyue looked at the back of the third master and felt more and more familiar, but she couldn't remember when she had seen this person after thinking about it. She was staring at his gray hair in a daze. The person who was sitting suddenly stood up and looked around. Fan house.

Ling Guyue couldn't dodge in time, the veil was raised, and their eyes met for a moment, both of them were shocked.

Seeing the third master staring at the roof, Lin Jue asked curiously, "Third uncle, what are you looking at?"

The third master came back to his senses, stepped forward to block his probing line of sight, and said, "It's nothing, I thought there was a ghost lying on the beam, so it turned out to be a blind eye."

Lin Jue breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Third Uncle, you are here again." He smiled and said nothing more.

Ling Guyue took the opportunity to escape, stepped on the leaves and drank water all the way, and went straight to the outside of the garden. Just as she was in shock, as soon as she entered the front building, a drunken figure fell on him.

"Young Master Fei Yi... I... I'm here to find you..." Zhao Yihuan looked up at his face and said stupidly.

Ling Guyue smelled that he smelled of alcohol, and was squeezed into the corner by his flesh, and couldn't help but want to push him away, "Mr. Zhao, how much wine have you drunk?"

Zhao Yihuan stretched out two fingers, "One...a cup."

Ling Guyue took a look at him, looked at his red face like a drunken shrimp, pushed him against the wall, and let out a sigh of relief after shedding all the burdens on her body, "Master Zhao, it seems that you drank too much."

"I didn't..." Zhao Yihuan flattened her mouth, "I... I came to find you..."

At this moment, two girls came running from the side, shouting as they ran, "Young Master Zhao! Young Master Zhao!"

After seeing Zhao Yihuan, his eyes lit up, "Mr. Zhao is here! It's easy for us to find."

Who knows that Zhao Yihuan hurriedly hid behind Ling Guyue when he saw them, poked out half of his head, stretched out his finger and said, "It's all their fault! I must... must force me to drink! I don't drink...she still laughs at me!"

Ling Guyue saw that his eyes were full of water, and his face was full of grievances, so she couldn't help but also looked at the two girls.

The two girls quickly explained: "The young master misunderstood the concubine's identity. Our sisters just wanted to have a joke with Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao came in and said he was looking for someone, so we coaxed him to have a drink. Mr. Zhao declined and said he didn't know how to drink. We Naturally, I didn't believe it, so I handed him a glass, who knows...Mr. Zhao was really drunk after a glass, and he was crazy about drinking, running around in the building. My sister and I were worried about what happened to him, so we hurried to find him..."

Ling Guyue nodded, thinking that Zhao Yihuan kept saying that he was here to find her, her eyes changed slightly, she turned to him and said, "Mr.

Zhao Yihuan shook her head again and again, "I won't go back, my father finally left today...I won't go back..."

"Could it be that Mr. Zhao is staying tonight?"

Zhao Yihuan looked at the person in front of him in a daze, feeling that even his lips were opening and closing with a fatal attraction, so he nodded involuntarily.

Ling Guyue blinked, and said to the two girls: "Since Mr. Zhao doesn't want to go back, please ask the two girls to find a vacant room for him."

The girl looked at each other, nodded, and said: "Please follow me."

Ling Guyue secretly exerted strength, grabbed Zhao Yihuan by the collar, and led him into the room.

"Girl, wait a moment." Ling Guyue closed the door and dragged Zhao Yihuan to the bed.

Zhao Yihuan seemed to be in the clouds and fog, his feet couldn't touch the ground, but he desperately turned his head to look at Ling Guyue.

"Master Zhao, it's time for you to rest." Ling Guyue put him on the bed.

Zhao Yihuan suddenly struggled, and wanted to reach out to reach him, but he couldn't touch Ling Guyue's sleeve, and couldn't help shouting anxiously: "Young Master Feiyi...Young Master Feiyi!"

Seeing him flopping on the bed, Ling Guyue frowned slightly, and raised the knife in her hand, only to hear a dull sound, it had already struck Zhao Yihuan on the back of the neck.

Zhao Yihuan rolled his eyes, fell limply on the bed and passed out.

Ling Guyue breathed a sigh of relief, then pushed the door out, and said to the girl at the door: "Master Zhao is asleep, let's go."

When the two girls heard the silence in the room, they didn't suspect him, they held up their skirts, thanked him and left.

Ling Guyue returned to her room, paced back and forth in the room, and lay down on the bed for a while, until the third watch chime, a carp jumped up from the bed.

The guests in the building gradually thinned out, Ling Guyue went through the window and went to the back garden.Yeliang Xinghan, but he didn't realize it, a heart was beating rapidly in his chest.

Walking to a gazebo, I suddenly heard a whimpering sound like a ghost crying.

Ling Guyue stopped in her tracks, only to hear someone pinch her throat and say: "Li Yuangui, from Hangzhou, resides in the Han Office of Peixian County, where he is a secretary. Occasionally, a fellow came back to Hangzhou, and Li Tuo brought a letter from his family, and ordered the boy in the hall to adjust the batter. Letter. The house boy put it in a bowl. After the plum was used up, put the rest on the table. At night, when I heard the rustling sound, I thought the rat was coming to steal the food. I opened the tent and waited for it. I saw a lamb under the lamp, about two inches tall, and covered in white. Mao, eat all the paste and go. Li Sui's eyes are dazzled, and the next day, he treats him with special paste. At night, the lamb came again..."

The voice was already hoarse and unpleasant, and with the deliberately long and deep voice, it was even more gloomy in the dark night.

Ling Guyue walked up the steps, there was no moonlight at this time, but a clear face had gradually been outlined in his mind, he didn't interrupt the man's words, he just waited quietly for him to finish speaking before opening his mouth He asked, "Uncle Ge, where are my moccasin boots?"

The author has something to say: The ghost story behind is excerpted from [Zibuyu]

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