"Liangyue-kun, someone said they met him nearby a few months ago. Well, it's right by the lake. But no one has seen him for many days since he came here, and I don't know if he has left."
Shanhai thanked the washerwoman, raised her head, and looked along the stream to the lake in the distance.
After descending the mountain overnight, they finally found a nearby town. It was dawn, Aluan was so sleepy that he was unconscious, and Mu Wan also yawned again and again. The few of them finally stayed at the inn and rested for most of the day. It wasn't until the afternoon that Shan Hai and Shi Wuqi came out to inquire about Liang Yuejun in this small town.
This stream flowing down from the mountain bisects the town into two, blending far into a spacious lake. The clouds on the horizon are very white, the sun is no longer dazzling, and the scenery is really beautiful. It’s just that no one wants to appreciate it.
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
"Well, it should be. The judge's pen points to this area."
"It's too late. Let's ask again tomorrow."
"Or, I'll go take a look now."
"Farewell" Shi Wuqi stopped him, "I know you are very upset because of Miss Bai, and you want to get busy to suppress your unwillingness. You didn't eat anything before you came out. I was really afraid that you would die suddenly if you went there. There, we have to retrieve the body the next day.”
Taoist priest Lin smiled tiredly and did not answer. After all, Bai Skeleton Master was right, and there was nothing he could do to refute it.
After Mu Wan and Dai Luan had dinner, they walked around the town. This place felt about the same size as Xuancheng Town, and there wasn't anything particularly rare there. The two of them just treated it as a place to eat. The pace of life of the townspeople is very slow, very comfortable, and everyone is amiable, which is completely different from the world of the bandits.
Back at the inn, it was almost dark. Mu Wan asked the post officer if they had ever come back, but he responded without seeing them while tying up his horse. So the two of them went back to the house first, and Aluan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. Mu Wan took out a new piece of paper, ground the ink again, and began to write and draw.
2. Liu Hanxuejie Ruyuejun, Aluan’s great master, painter, and pharmacist.
Third, Yayoi Yayoi Yingyue-kun, the demon-binding lock.
Fourth, Qinghe Canhua·Maoyuejun, the friend of the Lord of Hundreds of Bones.
Seventh, Xi Shu Wenxiang·Liang Yuejun, Wangui Zhi.
8. Mu Ranyanlai·Ye Yuejun, the case of the God of Wo in Huansha City.
9. The Red Mysterious Long Night·The Decaying Moon Lord, the demon, the smiling wolf.
Eleven, Gu Jia Qianlong·Shuang Yuejun, Jintong Township, Demon Sealing Blade.
Twelve, at the end of the year, Master Jiyuejun cut off his finger to play the musical instrument.
Aluan got out of bed out of curiosity and lay down at the table to watch. This time, Mu Wan specially left a few lines for the months in between. She also noticed that the ink in the line about Lord Kuchue was a bit heavy and the words were a bit shaky. There were thick ink marks on the last stroke of "demon", which made it feel like she was gritting her teeth when writing. She didn't ask much.
"There are still four left." Aluan counted on his fingers.
"Yes. I only know a little about them. Does Aluan know anything else?"
"Hmm...I don't seem to know."
"I heard that Kanna-kun's weapons were forged by Mizun-kun."
It was Shi Wuqi who said this. He opened the door unceremoniously and walked in swaggeringly. Mu Wan put down his pen on the table, frowned and shouted;
"Who let you in? Did you knock on the door? Did you enter the girl's room just when you asked?"
"Come on, that sounds like a rare thing to me."
Seeing that a quarrel was about to break out, Dai Luan quickly interrupted and asked: "Weapons? What weapons?"
Shi Wuqi strolled around leisurely, sat by the bed, held up a fan and explained to her.
"I didn't expect you to be quite interested in weapons."
"Yeah, I really like those things, but my parents don't let me touch them... When I was a child, a blacksmith came to my house, and he taught me how to wield a sword when I had nothing to do. But when I grew up, he left ”
Aluan put his elbows on the bed, propped up his face, and shook his legs. Shi Wuqi sat on his side and bent over, with one hand on the bed, and said mysteriously to each other:
"Did you know that Fusong Fengdai Shui Wujun in June was also a swordsmith during his lifetime, but he was also a master of swordsmanship. He created his own six-path sword technique, which no one except him could use. He forged magic weapons throughout his life. Countless, the last six were swords forged with the Six Paths in mind. After forging these...he died and became Wuchang. And in October, when Yin Yang went to the stream, Shen Wujun, there was a pair of scimitars. It is said that It was the one beaten by Shui Wujun before he was alive."
Mu Wan didn't say anything. She listened and added a few lines on the paper.
"Yin Yang scimitar?" Dai Luan asked next.
"Yes. Although I have never seen it, I heard from the monsters in my shop that they are a pair of knives that recognize their owner and will never hurt the owner in the slightest. And those two knives cannot be dismantled. On the blades of the scimitars, there is a black and white magatama embedded in each."
"Black and white jade?"
Dai Luan suddenly raised her head, and her head hit Shi Wuqi's nose. He gasped and covered his face and straightened up, earning a sneer from Mu Wan. A Luan dug out one of his Baiqiong thumb rings from the box on the bed and asked him, "Is it this kind of thing?"
It hurt so much that tears almost came out. Shi Wuqi covered his face with his fan, took it and took a closer look.
"...I've never seen it before. But this jade is indeed of good quality, and it won't be any different from him." He put the jade ring back into her hand and straightened up, "Ah, by the way, I'll let you Do you mind if Qi lives with you?"
Miss Qi at the door waved her hand, and Aluan was very happy and nodded her head.
“Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay—”
"What's good?"
A Luan shut up, but still said hello with his hand.
Mu Wan took a breath, obviously unhappy. But at the same time there was a hint of confusion.
"Why do we want her to come and live with us?"
"The Taoist priest is afraid."
"What the hell?"
"You're just kidding." He put his hand on Miss Qi's shoulder, "I have seen Master Lin's skills. As for you two... I don't mean to look down on you, but I still keep someone who can fight by your side. If someone’s life really happened, my conscience wouldn’t be condemned at least, right?”
"Oops, do you still have a conscience?"
And if someone really died, you would be the most suspicious no matter what.
"Tch. My Lord, I don't care about your attitude towards your benefactor - I'm leaving."
Not closed yet.
Mu Wan almost wanted to catch up and scold him. I have never resented my wife so much before, so no matter what I think, it is all his fault.
Miss Qi walked over and closed the door, which made her angry but had no place to vent her anger. She just stared at Miss Qi.
——But what's the use of staring at a corpse. She just looked at Miss Qi like this, and her anger slowly subsided. Miss Qi is really a very beautiful person. Even though she has been dead for an unknown period of time, her skin is still softer than that of a living person, and her complexion is also very shiny, but she is less bloody.
As a monster, Miss Qi must have had boundless monster power in her lifetime to be able to transform into such a perfect human form.
Turning around, Aluan took out a pile of powder and a pen in his mouth.
"You actually have so much rouge and gouache?"
No wonder your box is so heavy.
"Hey, I'm still a little girl after all. These were all forced on me by my mother before she left."
"Really...I don't know much about these."
Dai Luan took Miss Qi to sit down and happily applied makeup on her face. She has been thinking about practicing with her for a long time. Maybe she didn't dare to attack her face directly, so she found a "girl" who was easy to manipulate and messed with her.
"Are you going to change your career to be an undertaker?" she joked.
"Nonsense, makeup girl can consider it. Do you want to try it? I think my level is pretty good."
"...No, no, no, no, I'm kind-hearted, I, I'm not used to it."
You shoved something used to put makeup on dead people in my face? She thought to herself, but she didn't dare to speak out and betray her good intentions.
If not on purpose.
Mu Wan just sat down and thought about it carefully.
"That's not right. Since Shi is back, shouldn't your master be back too?"
"That's right." Dai Luan was stunned while holding the makeup pen, "I almost forgot about this."
"..."
I don't know if she did it on purpose or if she was really careless. She put down the things in her hands and ran out of the door.
Not closed yet.
Mu Wan rolled his eyes, turned around and walked over, wanting to see what she had done to Miss Qi's face.
good.
Like a monster.
This inn is quite big, after all, the town is not small. If it's a worse place, you can only sleep in Datongbu, and Miss Qi may have to stand all night. She didn't care, she just didn't know if the other brothers lying on the ground were used to it.
Two houses away from the door is where Shanhai and the others live. A Luan walked in and saw Shi Wuqi pouring tea and Shan Hai sitting at the table holding his forehead, looking like he had a headache.
"Why don't you look at me when you come back?" She walked over, "Did you not sleep well? You look so bad."
Dai Luan reached out and touched his forehead. He raised his face with no expression.
"Well, I'm a little tired."
"It's fine if you don't have a fever."
Shi Wuqi put the teapot on the table and shook his head slightly. A Luan saw it and asked him what he was thinking.
"It's nothing, I just think... you guys are quite interesting."
"Miss Qi is also very interesting."
"It's just a lifeless puppet. Sometimes the Weeping Corpse House is noisy, but most of the time it's so quiet. When monsters come, they will bring many interesting and distant stories. People are much more boring. To put it bluntly, it's just a complaint from the neighbors, but when it comes to being fierce, it's more cruel than a monster. You are different."
"Then you must have heard many stories?"
"Yeah. Are you interested?"
"Yes, yes."
"Well, you can lend me your master's Bahuang mirror to play with."
Before Aluan could speak, Shanhai stretched out his hand to bring the tea cup in front of him, and rolled his eyes at him, which must have been intentional.
"Hey, forget it if you don't borrow it. How stingy."
"Do you want to take a look at Miss Qi's real body? I don't think so. Let's talk about it after meeting Liang Yue-kun. You will always know."
"I think you are just afraid that if I know the answer, I won't leave with you. Oh, you miss me so much."
"It's in the bag beside the bed. Aluan goes and gets it for him."
"Bah, I don't want it anymore!"
