Everyone owes me a favor

On the night of lanterns, there is endless sandalwood, and there are smoky and prosperous scenes everywhere.

Feng Rugu walked down the street shaking his fan, dressed in casual clothes, with a smile on his eyes, and a crystal mirror on his right eye, just like a little Lingguan and a heavenly man who descended to earth in low clothes.Ru Yiben has a temperament that is completely different from that of Feng Ru, and he is by his side, but like a flower on the rosin, one enters the world and the other leaves the world, echoing each other and complementing each other.

A pair of wall jades are certainly eye-catching when they go out. There is a bold fruit seller who secretly throws fresh fruit at him. : "Fuchun loves to eat peaches, this is just right for him."

... Ruyi suspects that he is not here to investigate the case, but to play.

It was true that Feng Rugu chose lively places to go, and along the way he bought a piece of Nuo noodles, a "Sacred Stone" bracelet, and a Taoist long brush that was said to be able to ward off diseases.

Feng Rugu went to a stall selling mouth balm again. He clicked between cotton rouge and boxes of rouge with his fingertips, and finally chose a box of bright red rouge. He opened the small porcelain jar, dipped a little of the emerald tube, Point it on your fingertips, smooth it evenly and enjoy it.

The store enthusiastically introduced: "Young master, this rouge is the best. It is melted with fresh cherry blossom juice and mixed with ice flakes. It is the most natural. It can be used on the mouth and on the face. It is not easy to fade, and it is easy to eat. There will be no problem."

Feng Ruzhi brought his rouge-stained fingers to his lips, took a sip, and it really smelled like flowers.

Holding the rouge jar in his hand, he turned his head to look at Ruyi.

Ruyi sensed something was wrong and took a step back.

"Don't be so stingy. Your skin color is similar to Miss Qingni's, try it out," Feng Ruzhi held up the small rouge pot in his hand, "Miss Qingni told us a lot today, we should thank her, this is Human etiquette... Squat lower."

Ruyi's expression seemed to be somewhat patient, but after all, he did not leave him and walked away in the market.

Feng Ruzhi took the emerald tube used for testing rouge, dipped it in carefully, and drew a thin red square flower on Ruyi's forehead.

He was born in a family of merchants. Although his family was in decline, he had seen many ways of a romantic son, and he yearned for it. Later, he came out of the mountain in the name of his senior brother. Once you become a father, there will be no more opportunities for romance.

Now that the child is grown up, and he has left Fengling again, maybe there is still a chance to pick up the wasted dream again.

A rouge flower was completed on Ruyi's forehead, Feng Rugu took two steps back, admiring his handicraft, and sighed secretly, I really really look down on the flowers and moon, and I am immortal.

If he paints eyebrows like this for a girl, and then adds his own outstanding looks, I am afraid that nine out of ten girls will fall in love with him, it is really a crime.

When Feng Rugu painted his forehead, Ruyi wanted to get away several times, but thinking that his adoptive father wanted him to take good care of him, he gave up.

In order to distract attention, he stared at Feng Ruyuan's index finger nail which was stained red by rouge.

For some reason, he moistened the bright red with his mouth and landed on his thin white fingertips. Under the shadow of the shaking lamp, it looked particularly bright and eye-catching.

He lowered his eyes and stopped looking.

Feng Ruyuan took the rouge box and went to the boss: "I want it."

The boss looked at the two young masters thoughtfully, and said, "I'll wrap it up for you two."

Feng Ruyuan took the rouge and wanted to drill into crowded places.

Unexpectedly, before he could let go of his hand, a Buddhist bead rolled out and wrapped around Feng Rugu's wrist twice, holding him firmly.

Feng Ruyu was stunned, and looked down at his entangled wrist.

Ruyi held the end of the Buddhist bead without saying a word, her fingers clenched tightly, a little warning.

...Stop messing around.

He pulled the Buddha beads lightly, Feng Rugu pouted his lips, and followed him unwillingly.

Following the river in the city, the two went to the five main worship temples in Shuisheng Ancient City to investigate the situation.

The day after tomorrow is the sacrificial ceremony, and the five temples will be closed for sweeping tomorrow, so from the people who come to offer incense tonight, you can also tell whether the incense is strong or not.

The ancient city is located at the border between the Central Plains and Miaojiang. There are many merchants and people from Miaojiang who came to settle here. Therefore, they brought the art of Wu Nuo and Wu Nuo, and there are also differences in the art of Wu Nuo. Therefore, They occupy a corner in the east city and the west city, without disturbing each other.

The sound of witch singing and the sound of Nuo drums here are quite mysterious and ancient.

Feng Rugu was led by Ruyi, but he still seemed to be greedy for the prosperity of the street and couldn't take it anymore. When he entered the temple, he looked around, which was not serious.

If one does not look sideways, he bows devoutly to show etiquette.

They went to Beicheng again.

Beicheng is the busiest, with red silk all over the sky, decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the suona they heard during the day is played here.

Worshiping the city god is a custom in the Central Plains, and it also entered the city with the migration of people. There are town gods kneaded from clay on the small stalls, with thick beards and red faces. They look interesting and cute. Feng Ruyuan couldn't help itching, so he bought two and entered the temple At that time, he also took out a small clay sculpture, trying to compare it with the city god on the seat, but it was confiscated in the same way.

They turned to the temple to worship the stone god.

Qingni is not lying, the incense here is indeed a bit miserable compared with the other three places, the people who burn incense and worship are all elderly people, and the local dialect they are chanting is also incomprehensible.

Feng Rugu looked around again disrespectfully, and noticed a few spider webs hanging high in the corner.

After leaving the temple, Feng Rugu sighed, "Strange, strange, why does this temple seem to be the oldest, but there are so few worshipers?"

His sigh was not directed at Ruyi, but at a middle-aged man waiting beside him with folded arms.

The middle-aged man's face and ears were very similar to that of an old man who worshiped in the temple.

Sure enough, the man answered, "You two are from other places?"

Feng Rugu cupped his hands: "Yes. What advice do you have, sir?"

The man looked very straightforward, he was taken aback when he was called "Sir", and then said: "This stone god is an evil god, please don't worship it."

Feng Rugu's tone rose slightly with interest: "Evil God?"

Feng Rugu knew how to lure others into talking.Sure enough, the man consciously wanted to answer the stranger's questions, and he talked more: "This stone god used to be the only god enshrined in the city. Every three years, three believers would voluntarily send them up the mountain to enter the spirit stone. It is said that they want to absorb the energy of the human spirit to heal the cracks in the sky. Damn, don’t you just listen to this, and you are very evil?”

Feng Ruyu and Ru Ru looked at each other.

"The ancestors were also stupid. They really worshiped like this for thousands of years. Later, people from the Central Plains and Miaojiang came to the city. Everyone worshiped their own gods, so they stopped offering sacrifices to people. As a result, in the past ten years It’s passed, and the sky hasn’t fallen.” The man gritted his teeth and said helplessly, “Only my father is like this, he’s so old and confused that he has to believe it.”

Leaving the stone temple where the incense was thinly lit, Feng Ruyi asked Ruyi, "Do you think it's evil?"

Ruyi shook his head.

If there is evil in this temple, he should have noticed it in the Qingqiu Pavilion.

And after entering the temple in person, Ruyi felt that the temple still had a bit of clean air, and being in it made people feel at ease.

Finally, they went to the temple of "Foyan Immortal" to pay homage.

There are many young people here, and the number of female relatives far exceeds that of other temples. Fresh fruits and flowers are piled up in front of the statues, and even the statues of gods are noble white jade statues.

The jade statue is carved with a seven-point resemblance to the real one. It is elegant and elegant.

In other temples, Ruyi bowed lightly and worshiped with full courtesy, but here, he kneeled on the futon and bowed sincerely.

As usual, Feng Ruyu was not very attentive.

Standing under the huge jade statue, Feng Ruyuan closed his fan and put it in his waist, looked left and right, and sniffled from time to time.

A young Xiaomiao Zhu had just received a ceremony and was about to go to the back hall when Feng Ruyuan called him back.

He said: "My little brother, I am troubled to ask, has this temple been renovated a few days ago?"

The young Xiaomiaozhu was tired all day, seeing his unfamiliar face, he must be a foreigner, and this question was asked in a weird way, so he answered perfunctorily: "Yes, it has been renovated."

"It's a major repair." Feng Rugu said, "The statue has been broken, isn't it?"

Xiao Miaozhu was slightly surprised: "Why do you..."

Feng Ruyu lightly scratched the small mole on the tip of his nose with his thumb: "The door hinges and doors are all newly replaced. The smell of varnish and rosin is very strong. There are not many smoked spots on the jade, and..."

Feng Ruyuan leaned over and picked up a small piece of peeled jade little finger at a dead corner at the bottom of the niche.

It is difficult to see here, and it is in a crack, so it is difficult to reach with a broom, so it is no wonder that it will be missed.

Xiao Miaozhu was taken aback.

When the idol was broken, he was responsible for cleaning up the debris.

If the person in charge of the temple sees this and blames himself for not doing enough cleaning, he may not be able to get the monthly payment this month.

He hurriedly took the jade finger, hid it in his arms, and said "thank you" in a low voice.

Feng Rugu said with great interest, "Why did someone smash the statue?"

Xiao Miaozhu just wanted to send these two people away who knew about his mistakes: "Who knew? That was a lunatic who broke into the temple suddenly three or four months ago, smashed the statue and ran away. Let's chase him out." , I wanted to beat him up, but it turned out to be a demon. A passing Taoist figured out his identity and beat him to death. We originally planned to build another Xianjun temple, and the jade statues were all finished. Who would have thought that this one would be killed? It was smashed, so the new jade statue had to be enshrined in this temple, and the new temple had to stop working, which is really unlucky."

Feng Ruyu let out a leisurely "Oh", and wanted to ask again, but was urged by Xiao Miaozhu: "Today's worship is coming to an end, please, both of you."

Seeing the back of the two leaving, Xiao Miaozhu muttered with lingering fear: "It's really annoying."

The city god is celebrating, the god of wunuo is mysterious but harmless, the god of stone is normal despite his evil name, and even the devil who came to the Xianjun temple to make trouble a few days ago was killed and got his karma.

There is no evil omen in this city, and the auspicious day is approaching, but at this time, people who have lost their souls appear for no reason, and it seems even more evil.

The two went back to the Qingqiu Hall together.

Feng Rugu gnawed on the pears he picked up from the altar of the Xianjun Temple just now, and said: "The things in this ancient city are interesting. The stone god who wanted to sacrifice his life, smashed the magic way of the Xianjun Temple, and the person who suffered from soul-loss disease , the dead Hanshan Monastery monk...seemed to have nothing to do with it."

Ruyi stared at the pear in his mouth.

Feng Ruyuan took another bite of the pear crisply: "What's wrong? The one that is provided to my senior brother is mine. The two of us never distinguish between you and me."

Ruyi sighed indistinctly, and let go of the prayer beads wrapped around his wrist.

Feng Ruzhi flexed his wrist and asked him another weird question: "How many times have you seen it?"

But Ruyi understood and raised four fingers.

— On the street and in the temple, he caught a total of four glimpses of the same white shadow along the way.

There was a white shadow, silently and invisiblely following behind them.

It's just that the opponent doesn't have enough control over his own spiritual power, and occasionally it will flow out, so the white shadow will emerge.

After realizing the existence of the white shadow, Ruyi didn't move his face, and didn't even deliberately release his spiritual power to check its whereabouts, so as not to attract its attention.

This is the purpose of Feng Ruyuan's wandering around tonight: someone has been following them since they entered the city.

It is true that someone deliberately lured them to Shuisheng Ancient City for investigation.

After seeing Ruyi's answer, Feng Ruzhi whispered to him, "That white shadow has clearly appeared five times."

"...?"

"In front of the stall where you buy Nuo noodles, in front of the Chenghuang Temple, in front of the Stone God Temple, in front of the Xianjun Temple, and when I paint your forehead."

Ru a slightly startled.

"Master Ruyi is still tender." Feng Rugu tapped his fan on his palm and walked forward proudly, "Ha, I won."

Ru Yi: "..." He didn't want to compare this with the same seal.

But after thinking about it carefully, Ruyi found that when Feng Rugu painted his forehead, he really didn't notice the flow of spiritual power, and focused all his attention on his rouge-stained fingers.

He raised his head and touched his forehead, only to see Feng Rugu, who was walking in front, turn his head back: "Hurry up, the key is with you."

Ruyi looked at Feng Ruyuan's face.

... Boss Rouge is right, that Rouge is really hard to get rid of.Until now, Feng Rugu's mouth still has a tinge of redness left over from tasting the rouge, which should be the same color as the four-cornered flower on his forehead.

For some reason, Ruyi felt a faint fever on his forehead and something strange in his heart, so he simply turned his eyes away, stopped looking at him, and walked towards the direction where he was.

When the two walked forward side by side, a faint white shadow stood at the end of the corridor, watching them silently, then disappeared with the wind and turned into nothingness, as if it had never existed.