Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

The first impression of small towns like Anlu is leisure, and the whole town is glowing with a soft light yellow color, adding a touch of tranquility.

Baili Tusu was walking on the street, followed by Feng Qingxue who was looking around.

After a burst of noisy gongs and drums, a distinctive voice sounded: "I, the Shijiaban, came to Guidi for the first time, and I will perform a good show of "Richness and Blue Sky" here in half an hour! Please take care of me at that time. , Those who have money will hold a money field, and those who have no money will hold a personal field! Thank you very much!"

Baili Tusu seemed to have remembered something, and stopped there in a daze.

"Susu?" Baili Tusu was still standing there until the play was over, and Feng Qingxue couldn't help calling him.

Baili Tusu came back to his senses: "What's the matter?"

Feng Qingxue blushed slightly: "Yes, there is something... I want to give it to Susu."

Baili Tusu took it, a little surprised: "This is..."

This is a small clay figurine, that clay figurine is dressed in a black robe, with a braid, and a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, anyone can tell who it is.

Feng Qingxue lowered her head: "I... asked the old man who made clay figurines to teach me how to make..." Then she raised her head and looked at Baili Tusu with hope: "Does it look like it?"

Looking at Feng Qingxue's eyes full of hope, Baili Tusu couldn't say anything else, he hesitated: "I..."

"A thief stole the wine!"

When Baili Tusu didn't know what to say, a person next to him suddenly shouted loudly to catch the thief.

"Being a thief in broad daylight! How bold you are!"

"Hey, 'thief' ah 'stealing' is so ugly~ Isn't it just for people to drink the wine? There are so many jars piled up beside your table, which attracts people to smell the fragrance and doesn't let them touch it. How can you bear it~ "

The slow voice came, and Baili Tusu somehow felt that the voice was familiar, so he looked back, and with just this look, he saw a strange grievance through the ages... Of course it didn't refer to him, but Qingxue, the big culprit.

The wine thief was Yin Qianshang whom he had met in Jiangdu.

Girl Qingxue was excited at the first sight of Yin Qianshang, she said that she had found her brother, and willingly paid for Yin Qianshang all the money for drinking.

Yin Qianshang knows how to climb the pole, originally he didn't want to have more contact with Feng Qingxue, but when he heard that Feng Qingxue volunteered to be his humanoid cash machine, he immediately recognized the girl.

Watching Feng Qingxue follow the troupe to count the lost wine, Yin Qianshang smiled at Baili Tusu and said, "Engong is probably my nobleman. Every time I meet you, good things happen, not bad~"

If Yin Qianshang could understand Baili Tusu's disdainful eyes behind his paralyzed face, he might... well, he should still say that.

Under Fang Lansheng's popular science, Ling Yu finally figured out all the causes and consequences. After sending Fang Lansheng away, Ling Yu finally retreated from the indifferent demeanor of a son in Murong Jing's gloating eyes, and lay faceless on the bed.

"Hahaha, Fang Lansheng is still very merciful to you. I only read it for an hour, and Fang Lansheng's skill in rambling is better than your master's ability in alchemy!" .

"I'm too lazy to talk to you... I'm about to go to check the accounts." Ling Yu got up from the bed, straightened his clothes, looked in the mirror, and went out after making sure that he hadn't done anything rude.

"Cut." Murong Jing also rolled her eyes, and followed out: "I can't tell, you are really a rich young master."

"That's right." Ling Yu stopped suddenly, and Murong Jing behind him was caught off guard and bumped into his back: "Ah!"

Ling Yu turned around and saw Murong Jing who was holding his nose and grinning.

"If you don't give me a valid reason, I will definitely kill you." Murong Jing said darkly.

"Who told you to be careless." Ling Yu took out a bottle before Murong Jing jumped up and strangled his neck: "According to your wasteful usage, this is almost used up."

Murong Jing snatched the small bottle, uncorked the bottle and smelled it: "Counterfeit Empress Xuanshuang?"

Ling Yu's eyebrows trembled: "Don't call it so nasty! This is called Tianxiang Yulu Qixing Killing Magic Hand Huichun San! It's called Chun for short..."

"aphrodisiac?"

"Ah bah!" Ling Yu glared at her: "Chun Zailai for short!"

It's better to call the copycat emperor Xuanshuang.

"Your taste in naming is sincere... tsk tsk tsk." Murong Jing gave him a contemptuous look.

"The name is very apt. It works quickly when applied to the wound. It also has the effect of whitening the skin and lightening the scars, making the wound and the nearby skin full of vitality like dead wood that has been reborn in spring."

Ling Yu's expression was so serious that Murong Jing forcibly held back her smile, and said, "The name...is really appropriate." Then she ran back to herself with the corners of her mouth twitching because she almost couldn't hold back her smile. Room.

When Baili Tusu returned to the inn, he saw Ling Yu sitting in the lobby sullenly.

"Brother Lingyu." Baili Tusu greeted, "What's wrong with you?"

Ling Yu raised his eyes and looked at Tu Su: "It's nothing, it's just that I was too tired to check the accounts in the afternoon...the account room here must be changed, otherwise I will be exhausted every time I check the accounts."

Baili Tusu nodded in disbelief. Anyway, it had nothing to do with him, so he called the rest of the people for an impromptu meeting.

Hongyu: "Young Master Baili is saying that the gatekeepers of the Green Jade Altar took the jade horizontal fragments to Zixian Villa? Could it be that they used the jade horizontal to absorb the ghosts there? Or they broke the seal and allowed the ghosts to harm people and reap the benefits?"

Baili Tusu nodded: "Whether it is Yuheng or not is still not completely certain, it should be nine out of ten."

"Where did you hear this news?" Ling Yu asked.

"It was when we were watching a play that someone asked Brother Yin to catch ghosts, that's why we found out about this." Feng Qingxue replied.

"Brother Yin?"

Baili Tusu looked at Murong Jing's curious gaze, and said, "It's Yin Qianshang."

"Yin Qianshang? This name is inexplicably familiar." Murong Jing stroked her chin.

Baili Tusu decided not to remind Murong Jing anymore.

[Idiot, Yin Qianshang is the drunk that Jiang Du met!You beat him too! ] Xiao Jing reminded her.

"Ah! That scumbag and alcoholic in Jiangdu!" Murong Jing clapped her fists, "Is he still alive? No... how could he wander so far from Jiangdu to Anlu?"

Baili Tusu: "..."

Hongyu also sensed that something was wrong, although she had never met Yin Qianshang, but Murong Jing's words revealed that Yin Qianshang was acting suspiciously.

On the contrary, Fang Lansheng was a little abnormal. When he heard Zixian Villa, some fragments seemed to flash in his mind, but he couldn't remember clearly, and murmured: "The name Zixian Villa... I seem to have heard it somewhere? "

Shaking his head, Fang Lansheng said: "...I can't remember, don't worry about it. Anyway, it must be the people from the Qingyu Altar who are causing trouble, so we have to stop them!"

Hongyu nodded: "Weighing the weights, the trip to Mount Heng may have to be your Excellency for the time being."

Fang Lansheng sighed: "Oh, it will take a while to get Shao Gong back..."

Xiangling was a little worried: "Brother Shaogong, it won't be... nothing will happen, right?"

Fang Lansheng curled her lips: "Hmph! They don't dare to touch a single hair of Shaogong! But I still can't help being anxious..."

Hongyu suddenly asked: "That Mr. Yin, is he going to investigate Zixian Villa with us?"

Baili Tusu: "Don't worry about it."

Feng Qingxue was very happy: "It's good for him to go~ After all, he looks so much like a big brother, and he looks happy."

Murong Jing: "No way... that guy... looks like your elder brother?"

Fang Lansheng thought it was interesting: "Then I have to take a good look at Yin tomorrow. I will pay more attention to you when I see someone who looks like him on the street."

Feng Qingxue: "Okay ~ thank you."

Baili Tusu: "Rest for one night, and I will go to Xianshanzhuang tomorrow."

Ling Yu replied: "If you all go, then I will go too. Anyway, there is no rush to check the accounts. I know that someone is endangering the people. As a practitioner, how can I ignore it."

Murong Jing looked him up and down: "Are you... okay?"

Ling Yu swiped open the fan: "Of course." Glancing at Fang Lansheng: "At least it's more useful than that kid."

Hongyu stopped Fang Lansheng before he went crazy: "Then let's rest early and recharge our spirits." When leaving, he also took away Fang Lansheng who kept crying.

The next day, everyone had made a plan to go to Zixian Villa first to see if there was any clue to Yuheng. If they could get Yuheng, or find traces of Qingyu Altar, it would be much easier to go to Hengshan to ask for someone.

They left Anlu and headed for the hill called "Bishan".Not far from the city, they could see the shadows of the blue mountains. This short distance was really convenient for the few of them. They were about to reach the mountain road, but they saw two people rushing towards them, one master and one servant, It looks like a business traveler.

"Are you going to go the way of Bishan?!" The businessman panicked as if he had seen a ghost or was robbed. When he saw a few young people, he couldn't help yelling.

Baili Tusu nodded.

"Don't go there! There are ghosts trying to harm people!" The merchant's servant shouted, shaking his hands.

"I've only been out of town for a few months, and it's like this when I come back! It was obviously not before..." The businessman muttered to himself, but in the middle of talking, he stopped talking as if he was afraid of being overheard.

Fang Lansheng patted his chest: "Don't be afraid! We are going to catch ghosts."

"Ghost hunting? Just relying on your small number of people?" The businessman glared, "They are all desperate!" He greeted his servants, and headed towards the county seat.

"Dare to talk like that, I think you guys are going to die!" Murong Jing snorted coldly.

"Senior Sister, don't get angry." Baili Tusu said lightly.

"It seems that something happened between Bishan and Zixian Villa." Looking at the backs of those two people going away, Hongyu said solemnly.

"Let's go! Go and have a look and you'll know!" Fang Lansheng was full of pride, "How dare you look down on me? My young master wants to catch a few ghosts and show them!"

Entering the mountain, you can see dilapidated houses on both sides of the mountain road from time to time, as if there were many people living in this mountain, but I don't know when it was destroyed by a fire disaster, and it has long been empty.I don't know if it is an illusion caused by the humid air in the mountains, but there seems to be a desolate sound echoing in my ears, which is near and far away, making people shudder.The deeper you go, the colder the mountain air becomes. The coldness is not the same as the coolness brought by the outside climate change, but more like a desolate and gloomy air that comes from the depths of the earth and is isolated from the world.

At first Fang Lansheng headed forward with great ambition, but he couldn't help hesitating as he walked, but after a while he had already reached the end of the line.

"Why, are you scared?" Murong Jing couldn't help teasing Fang Lansheng when she saw Fang Lansheng's appearance like this.

"So-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-so-scared!" Fang Lansheng yelled when he heard the words, but there was a bit of guilt in his tone that he didn't realize.

Ever since Fang Lansheng stepped into Bishan, he always felt that there was something distant and ethereal, yet lingering, agitating him, making him uneasy like never before.

"Okay, okay, now is not the time to bicker." Seeing that Murong Jing seemed to be making a fool of himself again, Ling Yu acted as a peacemaker and asked Fang Lansheng to follow behind him.However, even Fang Lansheng didn't realize that the breeze in the forest brushed the pendant around his waist, and the "Sapphire Si Nan Pei", which had been close to him since childhood, shone brightly for a moment.