Gentle Wind

Li Roufeng went to the yard to eat steamed buns, and saw the ghosts of four young children playing in the yard. They were children who lived here and died.

Those children sat in a row in the air, one by one, from top to bottom.

Li Roufeng went over to feel it, and it turned out that they were sitting on a ladder.Behind the ladder is an old camphor tree.When the night wind swayed, the aroma of camphor leaves wafted over.

The first child announced: Now, I am going to climb to the top of the tree. "

The second child said: I want to go too, I want to see where my parents are. "

The third child said: "Stupid, you can fly." "

The fourth child said stupidly: I often forget that I can fly. "

Li Roufeng gritted her teeth, walked through the bodies of several children, and groped up the ladder.The spirits of two children float in the air, and two more earnestly climb trees.He couldn't see the tree, so he followed the two climbing children to the highest point of the old camphor tree.

At the highest point, he saw the whole of Jiankang, and his heart twitched.

This prosperous and magnificent stone city he had seen before was called Jinling Town in ancient times, but now it has become a ghost town.Thick black mist floats on the vague ghost lamp, drifting away, but if you look closely, it is densely packed with ghosts wandering.

So there are so many souls, where can he find them?

In the past few months, he willingly came to Jiankang with the paralyzed Yang Ba on his back, wandering around in the ghost market, just because he wanted to find that person.That person was killed by Xiao Zian in Jiankang, he had an unwilling soul, so he should still stay in Jiankang?If he could find that person, would he be able to give him the body of a man in the shadows?I heard that there are secret techniques in this world, and it is as difficult as going to heaven for a soul to use the body of a living person to revive it, but it is not difficult to use the body of a mortal.He is much stronger than himself, people in this world will only be driven around by him, and they are mere yangbai, so how can they get him?

After Li Roufeng finished eating the steamed buns, he slowly climbed down from the top of the old camphor tree.He recalled that after the death of the paralyzed yang 魃 before, he spent one night, and it was only when the yang qi floated up that he began to rot from his fingertips, and it took two full days for him to rot like when he saw the lady holding a jī day and night.So as long as he goes out at night and comes back before Da Langjun cries for the third time, he probably won't feel the pain like a flesh-destroying flesh.

He broke off a branch of suitable length from the old camphor tree, removed the branches and leaves, and walked out against the wall.With a camphor stick poking the ground in front of him, he felt more at ease, even something he hadn't felt in several months, and he felt vaguely happy.

In the past, when he was unhappy, Xiao Yan often had to spend a lot of energy to make him happy. He either invited the best actors to dance in front of him, or ordered people to travel thousands of miles to the land of the Three Qin Dynasty to find bricks and tiles from the Qin Dynasty as gifts. to him.

But he didn't know that the happiness now came so easily.

When he put his fingers on the latch of the gate, he even began to feel the excitement of fleeing. Although he knew that the fleeing was short-lived, how could short-lived freedom be freedom?He was finally no longer the same as in the past, when the paralyzed man Yang Ba locked him with a chain at night.

However, just as he twitched the door latch halfway, a cold, lifeless voice sounded like a ghost behind him:

Where do you want to go? "

① The study of epigraphy first appeared in the Han Dynasty and was formed in the Northern Song Dynasty. It mainly studies ancient bronzes and stone inscriptions.The setting of this article is roughly in the Southern Dynasties, but since it is a fiction, it is not necessary to entangle so many historical facts, and the textual research is declined.There was no such thing as a eunuch at that time.

Chapter 8

Li Roufeng's scalp went numb.

Afraid that the concubine would find out the purpose of his trip, he turned around and said: "I'm here to see if the door is locked." With his hands behind his back, he leaned against the latch, frightened his fingertips, pulled out—the latch that came out halfway was pushed back.

The flames in front of him were burning fiercely, he didn't know what Yang Ba's expression was like now.He tried to figure out Yang Ba's mood from this large group of dancing flames, but the result disappointed him.

The flames looked the same as the night before.

But in the next moment, the wooden stick in his hand was taken away, and it was slammed on his buttocks——

I let you use a walking stick!I let you use a walking stick! "

Li Roufeng dodged in embarrassment, imitating hugging the jī empress and begging for mercy: Madam, stop beating!I know I was wrong! "

Baoji Niangniang is not like Feng Shi, she seems to have never heard of his begging for mercy, but beats him harder:

You are a ghost, your ears and nose are not working well or something?Can't live without a crutch or what?If you dare to use a crutch again, I will break your leg! "

Li Roufeng didn't know why Baoji Empress was so obsessed with not letting him use a walking stick, the paralyzed Yang Ba didn't stop him from using it in the past.But the words of hugging the lady really made him ashamed, he is very sensitive to the senses of the ears, nose and body, as long as he pays more attention, he can indeed listen to the wind and tell the direction, but he just wants to save some trouble.

As soon as he felt ashamed, he stopped pleading for mercy, and he stopped beating the empress.Li Roufeng smelled a faint smell of blood, and said: Ma'am, your wound is open. "