Qingguan Nightmare Shadow

Chapter 41

Yunyao received a letter from Yuchi's family in Chongzhou, after reading it, she asked Xu Zhen to take it to Yunli.

However, Xu Zhen searched all over Yun Jue, but there was no trace of Yun Li.Yi Siming Xiaoxian said: "Mr. Yunli must be feeding the fish by the river again."

Beside the Xiuzhu River, the children of Chuipiao met in a group, took off their shoes and stepped on the shallow water to play with the water and sand.In years with abundant sweet rains and high sun, the river should be clear to the bottom, clean and green, but when you look along the river, the shadows in the water are lumpy, like bright white brocade has been dyed and diluted. Ink marks.

Suddenly a child slipped and slipped into deep water, his companion first exclaimed, and then laughed loudly.The children by the river were not bad at swimming. The one who fell into the water only made a dangerous splash twice, then turned over deftly, and splashed water on his companion while swimming.The children stirred up the river, and those seemingly calm "shadows" were disturbed.

Among the laughter and clamor, only the sound of the crowd's small objects splashing water dominates, crowding out the noise, and playing a clear tune with clattering.The children clapped their hands and called "fish", and at the same time, some of the fish in their mouths jumped out of the water and brushed their faces as they fell, leaving a greasy touch.

Goldfish, the goldfish gathered into ink balls began to dance, sparkling with colorful and bright colors.

Two or three children buried their heads in the plunge, and the goldfish hurriedly shunted away.Although they are capable enough, they can't go any lower after diving to a certain depth.What stops them is the barrier woven of bamboo strips.In fact, the "barrier" is not a barrier, but a huge bamboo basket with a shallow bottom, bought by Yunli and placed in the river to trap fish.

There are four big bamboo baskets in total, and rattans are attached to the four corners. The rattans droop into the river, and the ends are pulled to the bank, where they are tied to wooden stakes pierced into the river sand.This project can be described as huge, and what is admirable is that Xiao Gen actually made such a few big bamboo baskets out of Enuo.

Yunli throws rice noodles into the basket every day, and although there are some goldfish who escape, most of them are safe.Except for the hundreds of goldfish bought before and after Yunli, many miscellaneous fish from the Xiuzhu River also came here because of the rice noodles, there were occasional diners, and there were also "settled" ones.

Si Ming Xiaoxian said that Yun Li was here to feed the fish, but there was no one there.

Xu Zhen thought about it, he must not be able to find out anything from these children who were having fun, and instead asked the passers-by passing by the Xiuzhu River where Yunli was going.A young woman said: "At this hour, Mr. Yun should be in the teahouse."

Xu Zhen: "Teahouse?"

The woman's companion came forward and said, "That's right, the teahouse... the one called 'Xin Yun' on the street. The owner of the teahouse invited Mr. Yun to tell the story, and many people have rushed there." While speaking, he looked at Xu Zhenyi , and said again: "My lord, are you a scholar?" Seeing that she wanted to say something later, Xu Zhen said concisely, "Not really", and raised his hand to ask her to continue.

The first woman said first: "We heard that the fight over there was very fierce, and many people who looked like scholars were kicked out." The two women wanted to warn Xu Zhen to be careful about being scolded and beaten, and when they were about to speak out, Xu Zhen had already thanked Passing them, holding the letter, turned around and went to the teahouse.

As the two girls said, at the door of the teahouse with the sign "Xin Yun", there are young men dressed as scholars gathered.The teenagers had resentment on their faces, suppressed their volume for some reason, and whispered endlessly.Xu Zhen glanced lightly and saw that the clothes on them were not Yun Jue's, so she planned to skip them and go into the teahouse.

But the teahouse, which should have opened its doors wide, was closed tightly, as if it did not appear to be open.Xu Zhen curled up his hands to knock on the door, before the first knock came, one of the scholars behind him stepped forward and said, "How dare you go in?"

Teahouses don't imprison ferocious beasts that eat people, how dare they say so?Xu Zhen's surprise was still deeply buried in his heart, but the young scholar first showed doubts; the two looked at each other for a long time, and then the scholar realized that Xu Zhen was a latecomer and did not know what happened just now.The scholar gave a cold snort to the door, and said contemptuously: "The people inside are all vulgar people, just now they clamored that they were going to beat people up again... Now they are getting hotheaded, you are still... hey, young master?"

The door was actually unlatched, and opened with a slight push.The young man stretched out his hand to stop Xu Zhen, but Xu Zhen avoided him and said, "I'm looking for someone."

The sound of opening the door was very slight, but the people in the teahouse turned their heads to look this way.The atmosphere in the teahouse was a little weird. There was no one on the storytelling table, and there were table legs, chair legs, and other dilapidated debris beside the table. The owner of the teahouse asked the staff to clean it, and at the same time, he personally helped up the salvageable tables and chairs under the table. .

As soon as Xu Zhen entered the door, several eyes shot at him; he was so frightened that he put his hands together and bent over to make an "excuse me" gesture, then carefully closed the door, shrank to the back row and stood against the wall.Those scrutinizing eyes followed Xu Zhen until he confirmed that he was on a different path from those young people outside, and finally moved away.

Xu Zhen didn't want to think about a dispute that might have happened in this teahouse, and looked around to find someone.It's a pity that he has been busy for a long time, from Yunjue to Xiuzhuhe and then to Xinyun Teahouse, but he still failed to pass the letter in hand to Yunli.Seeing that there were no empty seats here, Xu Zhen thought that since Yunli was not on the stage, he might be in the seat; fearing that his eyes would be dazzled, Xu Zhen started to recognize Yunli from the first table in the northwest corner of the teahouse, hoping to recognize Yunli so that he could not forget As for another trip in vain.

The person still hasn't been found, but everyone's ears are full of words about the matter just now.

"Damn it, I can't listen to this book today!"

"How can it be, we paid the money, the boss can't just leave the guests here... Hey, it will be fine when they clean up."

The first person sneered: "I'm talking about mood! My mood has been ruined by the brats!"

"That's... people who are still reading, look at their books... Those people stepped up to the sky with a sour smell, looking at people with their nostrils, and I'm right here, cursing them in front of everyone, Let’s just hope that they’ll fall to a dead ball one day!” Xu Zhen saw the man pointing to the ground with his index finger, and there was a kind of force on the fingertips that pierced the floor, “He looks down on us ‘ordinary people’. I lost my foot on the sour and stinky books, let's see if anyone can pick them up!"

Many people at the next table laughed and responded, but there were some who disagreed: "Hey, my dear, it's over. They are the ones who are sour, not the books handed down by our ancestors... Uh, let me tell you something If it doesn’t sound good, one or two of us work hard, and we really can’t compare to others in storytelling..."

When he said the first half, many people nodded, but no one allowed him to finish the second half.

The cursing person said loudly: "You can do it, don't say that we are all brainless idiots, you still pretend to be a saint?!" Compared with him, the other party seemed weaker and avoided talking.

After a while of silence, another human said: "If you want me to say, the books they chew and the books we listen to are completely different things, there is no comparison at all, how can there be any difference... In other words, it is their fault for smashing the brand, but We did it first..." His eyes could not help but drift to the first person to do it. Although he stayed for a short time, the one he glanced at suddenly became unhappy: "What are you aiming at?! I do it first? You see clearly Is it? I tapped that bastard lightly, but he couldn’t stand a little wind, so he fell down!”

At this time, the owner of the teahouse and the guys had finished cleaning the tables and chairs, and began to work together to erect a fallen plank.Xu Zhen saw large characters engraved on the wooden board, which said: Ten years of holding the cold sword, one dynasty will be famous for ten thousand years.Legend has it that masters are not buried under the soil.

Xu Zhen put aside the matter of delivering the letter for the time being, and patted a person on the shoulder and asked, "What's the matter?"

The man looked at him, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "I see you are gentle, do you read idle books?"

Xu Zhen was just hired by Junyao to pick up Yunjue's visitors, and he was immersed in the academy, so he couldn't help but get a bit of a scholarly scent; I don't want the scholarly scent to be a little stronger because of the other party's sensitive sense of smell.Xu Zhen thought about it, and now he couldn't touch the fuse of these people, so he said: "Read it." This seemed to be the criterion for distinguishing the enemy from the enemy, and the vigilance of the other party relaxed a little, and he explained the essence of the matter in detail.

It turned out that the dispute between the young scholar and the listener started from the sign erected by the owner of the teahouse.This morning, a few scholars from the town went out together, passed by Xinyun Teahouse, and saw twenty lettering on the wooden sign at the door.Scholars habitually read that kind of metrical text as a poem, and felt that the "poetry" was not good, so they went into the teahouse and asked the boss who made this sentence and who recited it?

The boss said humbly, "The sentence is written by me, but it is not enough to be called a poem", and said that the [-] characters praised the author of Yimingyue Baiyi.The boss put out a sign, intending to attract tea drinkers who listened to the book, to show the content of the storytelling that will be given today.

Unexpectedly, those scholars were very serious, Qi said, "Bai Yi is superficial, so he can't be called a 'master'"; the verbal debate was not enough, and the teenagers insisted on removing the sign from the teahouse owner.How could the boss agree, waving his hands to ask the clerk to "see off the guests"; both parties insisted on not giving in, and it was unknown which side spoke more heavily and moved first, and the small dispute gradually and quickly evolved into "fisting and kicking each other". ", "Smashing tables and kicking chairs."

The physical strength of the young scholar could not be compared to that of the waiter in the teahouse, and with the participation of several tea guests, the few scholars were quickly thrown out.Everyone thought that those scholars were still young and hadn't done anything cruel, but their slender arms and legs, which had not been exposed to the sun and rain, were really fragile, and several scholars suffered flesh injuries.Not only people from the world, but scholars also talk about brotherly loyalty. Seeing their classmates bleeding, the two young boys who were a little aggressive gave up on Zou Zouwen in an instant, and scolded the boss and the tea customers into pigs through the door.

After that, it was what Xu Zhen saw.

After finishing speaking, the narrator folded his arms and sighed three times.

Xu Zhen asked, "Then who is Bai Yi?"

The man said: "You should know "Xuan Xing Ji", right?"

"Xuan Xing Ji" is a chronicle of ghosts and monsters that has been circulated among the people. It is said that it was written by a frustrated scholar, and it is mostly heard by ordinary people in the market.Xu Zhen heard the name of this collection of ghosts, nodded and suddenly said: "So Bai Yi is the author of this book." The other party said: "Yes. Bai Yi is from Haizhou. Not long ago, there were rumors in Haizhou that he He died. Bai Yi was alone in his family, and the neighbors paid for him to have a funeral. When searching through his belongings, people found his note book, and only then did they know that after failing the third imperial examination, he traveled all over the summer. The five prefectures of the country; the content in "Xuan Xing Ji" is not fabricated by him out of thin air, but a collection of legends from various places and generations that he has collected."

According to Bai Yi's notebook, "Xuan Xing Ji" was written for ten years.For ten years, he ate bean soup, dilapidated houses and leaky rooms, and he was inseparable from each other.

Xu Zhen said: "Why do those scholars disdain him so much?"

The other party smiled strangely: "They said Bai Yi used vulgar language, and they said 'no excuses'. They also said...and said...hey, forget it, I can't recite all of their words."

Xu Zhen suddenly remembered the business: "It is said that Mr. Yunli...Mr. Yun is coming to write a letter today?"

"correct."

Xu Zhen didn't have time to feel strange, and said, "Where is Mr. Yun?"

"Huh? He's not here? Hey, he's here..."

Xu Zhen: "How can Mr. Yun come to speak?" The other party shrugged and said, "We only know that we are here for Mr. Yun's name. As for why Mr. Yun came, I don't know." At this time, Someone from the next table interjected, "Anyway, Mr. Yun didn't come by himself, but the owner of the teahouse invited him. Mr. Yun is a famous bamboo cultivator. I think the boss spent a lot of money to move him."

Rebuttal: "Nonsense. Who is Mr. Yun, and he can be hired with money."

"Don't lift him up too high. Four years ago, he rescued Xiuzhu from a severe drought. In the final analysis, it was his immortal master's credit. His master couldn't retreat, so he sent his disciples here; I guess he can't do without a magic weapon to pray for rain. And that magic weapon must have been lent to him by the master."

Some people took advantage of these words and said: "By the way, maybe he is really short of money. Think about it, although Yunjue Academy bears his name, all the affairs in it these years have been handled by that Junyao The Xianmen girl took care of it. In the past four years, Mr. Yun has gone somewhere, but in fact it has nothing to do with Yun Jue, and maybe not even half of the silver earned by Yun Jue can be returned to him."

"Heh, that makes sense..."

Although Xu Zhen didn't know Yunli very well, he knew that this group of people made up their words a bit outrageously.The audience turned the topic around to Yunli, Xu Zhen felt a sense of responsibility to cut off the conversation, and was about to speak, but his eyelids twitched suddenly, as if reminding him that someone was secretly paying attention to this side.He looked up instinctively, and couldn't help but tremble.

Yun Li sat on the beam of the house, he could see and hear everything everyone said.

Immortal Si Ming leaned against the wall and rested his forehead, his clear and shallow eyes were calm.

When the waiter in the teahouse and the young scholar were at odds with each other, Yun Li thought it would be too troublesome to intervene, and thought that the two groups of people would never die, so he stepped on the "broken sword" and went to the beam to watch the battle.He waited for the owner of the teahouse to clean up the scene. He almost fell asleep while waiting, but when he heard people discussing himself, he suddenly found it interesting and lost sleepiness at all.

Part of the reason why he was invited to be a storyteller was that he was very interested in the book "Xuan Xing Ji". After all, he had included it in the list of "good books" and recommended it to Su Tong.

The other half is for Su Tong.

Yun Li was still in the mood to continue listening, but at this moment, his eyes collided with Xu Zhen who appeared inexplicably, and he read a trace of anxiety in the other's eyes, so he jumped off the beam with the help of the "broken sword".

The sound of landing has passed, and the teahouse is completely silent.

The few who were talking about Yunli clenched their fists and closed their mouths to cover up their embarrassment, turned their heads to the side, and went to drink tea.

Xu Zhen stepped forward to deliver the letter as if thanking God, and said in a low voice, "Chongzhou Yuchi's family is here."

After reading it sentence by sentence, Yun Li's expression changed drastically.

Not only Xu Zhen, probably other people have never seen Yunli's undisguised mood swings, including the curtain that brought him up.Yun Li's handsome face was as if it had been run over by a grinding wheel, losing the ease and ease of a fairy, and turning into the face of a mortal walking with a heavy load.Yun Li originally didn't care about what those tea guests said, but at this moment he had nowhere to shake his green light, so he rudely pushed away the chairs those people were sitting on, at least to relieve a little sullenness.

The person who moved the chair was stunned and was almost ejected, but luckily Yun Li held back and didn't make another note.

Yun Li rubbed the letter, and had already boarded the "Broken Sword" before reaching the door.

"Young Master Yun, what are you doing? Young Master Yun, please don't leave!"

The teahouse owner chased him out in three steps and two steps, but he couldn't keep up with the speed of "Broken Sword" because of the wind on his feet; Xu Zhen was about to rush out to ask where Yun Li was going, but the teahouse owner saw that he was the one who gave the letter, and grabbed him and said : "Don't, my lord... What's the matter with your master Yun? I have set up the table, and there are so many guests here waiting for him. How do you ask me to explain to everyone? No, no, you have to put Mr. Yun Call to turn around!"

Junyao asked Xu Zhen to send this letter related to Su Tong to Yunli, and Xu Zhen also knew that Yunli was very concerned about Su Tong and Mo Qing's coming to Beijing to meet Sheng.It's just that he didn't expect this person's reaction to be so big, and he was still in a daze, so he didn't care about answering the teahouse owner.The owner of the teahouse kept shaking him, he seemed to have come back, but Yun Li had gone far away.

The crowd was in a commotion, and the owner of the teahouse refused to refund the money, so he held onto Xu Zhen.

Xu Zhen smiled wryly, and even said, "I can't help it."

This time, the tea drinkers and the scholars outside had the urge to smash things inside and out.When the boss was in a lot of trouble and Xu Zhen was helpless, the door opened again, and it was Junyao and a group of celestial beings who walked in.Xu Zhenfu pushed away the stunned teahouse owner, walked to the side of the savior and said, "Mr. Yunyao?"

Yunyao nodded, then turned to the boss and the tea guests and said, "It's all Yunjue's. We will speak this book on behalf of Mr. Yun. Do you have any opinions?"

Junyao's name was spread along with Yunjue's name, so the owner of the teahouse naturally had no objection, not to mention he was embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Since it is Mr. Junyao, how can there be any objection! It's too late to welcome!"

The result of Yunli's resignation was that Yunyao and Si Mingxiaoxian finished the first chapter of "Xuan Xing Ji" by contract, and read the words according to the text, which made people fall asleep.However, thinking about Yun Jue behind Junyao, everyone could only listen to it silently.

The reason why Yunyao brought Si Ming Xiaoxian here was because Mu Zhe had returned to Si Ming Fairyland.

Mu Zhe interpreted the movement of Xiuzhu in Shuzhou through the viewing mirror, and got a general understanding of what the apprentice had been doing these days.Anticipating that Yunli would rush out after reading the letter, Mu Zhe found Junyao by observing the situation, and asked her to help collect the stall left by Yunli in Xinyun.

After all, Yunli still had to stay in Shuzhou for a long time, and Mu Zhe always felt sorry for not helping his apprentice maintain his reputation in the local area as a master.