The Mid-Autumn Festival night in the human world is the most lively with thousands of lights and reunions. However, the divine world above the human world is deserted. Xiao Yi raised his glass to the moon, fiddled with the Hunyuan Mirror with one hand, looking at the ordinary people in the world, wandering in the world of emotions.
More than 800 years ago, when those fallen immortals were still in the God Realm, the God Realm also celebrated this festival. Since Yiyuan was sentenced to mortal life and endured hundreds of calamities, the clan of humans and gods that he feared were all demoted to Fallen immortals, guard Wuwu Mountain forever, and a sect of immortal cultivators hides in the world. In the past ten thousand years, no one has become a god. How refreshing.
"Why hasn't Wanting come back? And that bastard goes out to cause trouble all day long. He doesn't look like one of the six gods in the God Realm. It's embarrassing for me." His hand holding the cup became tighter and tighter. Watch out, the cup turns to ashes.
As the head of the divine world, how could he envy ordinary people whose life span was only a hundred years? But today he had no reason to wish that his wife and children could be by his side, and he didn't know why.
As deserted as the God Realm is the Cuiying Tower in the human world.
Pinghong came out of the willow alley after paying homage to her deceased husband. The moonlight shone on the stone road. Today was a day for family reunions, but she only felt desolate.
Today is also the coldest day of the year in Cuiying House. On this day, all the girls do not see guests, and she stays in the house all afternoon. When the sun reaches the top of her head, she sets off to Liuxiang.
That incense has been extinguished for ten years. Why did Feng Zhixin pass away on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival? Every year on this day, the excitement of the festival and the silence of her late husband made her heartache. After years and months, the revenge for killing her husband has not been avenged. The bright moon is still vicissitudes of life, the mountains and rivers are intact, Cuiying Building has been run to the level it is now, and Pingyue and the others are able to stand alone. It seems that there is no more concern, she thought like this - —It is better to plunge into the river at night. The water temperature is not too cold during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so it is quite comfortable to walk.
Together with these thoughts, they spread uncontrollably like weeds all over the mountains and fields, and unknowingly led her to the edge of the Red River. She opened her arms and stood on tiptoes, as if embracing the wind, like an old leaf floating down the river.
The river rippled, swaying around and around.
In a daze, she felt a force pulling on her clothes, thinking that people would die when they were dying. She turned her head and opened her eyes. The moonlight was like a wash, and her eyes were as cold as the stars, very much like her husband - Xinzi.
Don't die.
It wasn't until the hoarse voice sounded that she realized that there was a living person in front of her. The boy tried his best to pull her to the shore, but due to lack of strength, he staggered and fell to the river.
Maybe this is God's will. God will not kill me, and she can't let this benefactor die.
She dragged her half-wet clothes back to the shore, and the young man was already unconscious, but his hands were still holding the skirt of her clothes tightly.
So, she took the boy back to Cuiqing Tower overnight.
The girls were very curious after hearing the news. Sister Ping had never brought a man back to the building. Although he was only a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, he was dressed in rags, had a scrawny figure, and was unkempt, like a little beggar.
For a long time, the only doctor in Honghe Town who was willing to visit tonight came late. He covered his eyes with his sleeves and entered Cuiying Building. He told everyone he met: "I am here to treat illnesses and save people. Girls, please don't spread the word." Damage my reputation."
Many girls laughed when they saw the doctor sitting upright.
"Bah, this doctor is hypocritical." Hetang Ye cursed when he saw this.
"Yes, we are treating illnesses and saving people, so why should we cover our eyes? Everyone thinks we are a land of romance, but they don't know how to treat themselves." Ping Nanyue sighed softly.
"His chest and abdomen are covered with bruises and bloodstains. The injuries are very serious. It seems that he has been hit and beaten with hard objects for a long time. Fortunately, his vital parts are not injured. I will prescribe a few prescriptions and take good care of him. There should be no serious problems. But …”
"But what?" Hetang Ye asked, she hated it when others half-spoken.
"This recipe requires a medicinal ingredient called Qiyangzi. That medicine is almost extinct among the people. It was a popular medicine among witch doctors in the previous dynasty. Later, when the Daheng Kingdom was destroyed, all the medicine was confiscated and taken to the palace. Twenty years later, I've never seen him again." The doctor stroked his beard with a serious look on his face.
"May I ask how the doctor knew about this medicine?" Ping Nanyue was very vigilant.
"Of course he came here by reading the classics. Although his injury is serious, if he has this medicine as a guide, he can be cured in less than a month. If not, it may take years and months of recuperation before he has a 30% chance of getting better. I will tell you all. Here it is." After saying that, he walked away.
"What is this doctor's background? How does he know about our Da Heng's secret medicine? I'm afraid he is trying to use this as a cover to lure the snake out of its hole." Ping Nanyue said.
We have been inactive for many years, are they still staring at us, insisting on getting rid of us and then scolding us, Pinghong thought to himself.
"If you want me to see, it's better not to save him. If he is exposed, all the girls on this floor will be buried with this man." Zi Luoyun's tone was scornful and very unhappy.
"He was still a child, and he saved my life. He is considered my little benefactor." How could she, Pinghong, be the kind of person who would repay kindness with revenge and refuse to save her even if she wanted to die?
"Sister Ping, your martial arts skills still need help from this yellow-haired boy? I'm afraid you are not a little bastard with some man." Zi Luoyun sneered.
Ping Hong expected that he would never tell anyone about his failed attempt to commit suicide, otherwise there would be suspicion, so he said: "Sister Luoyun, you and I are both old people in the building, so we should be more prudent in what we say and do. There is no reason to talk nonsense." Do less."
"Hey, I just said it casually, but you took it seriously." Zi Luoyun was angry in her heart, but she still didn't dare to provoke Ping Hong again. She got angry and retreated outside the corridor.
"You have to think carefully about whether to save or not. Why don't you invite Mr. Feng to come and see the truth of what the doctor said." These words deeply touched Pinghong's heart. Pingnanyue is now her most trusted successor. If she dies in the future, , she is the person this building relies on.
"I'm afraid it's inappropriate to invite him here on the Mid-Autumn Festival night." Han Meisheng had been listening quietly, and then he spoke.
"What are you afraid of? Only serious people are taboo about visiting brothels during the Mid-Autumn Festival. His wives are all from our Cuiying Building. Who would gossip." Hetang Ye is a master who is not afraid of trouble.
"That's true, then please go ahead." After Ping Hong finished speaking, he immediately went back to his room to freshen up and change clothes.
Zi Luoyun sent Ping Hong away with the column, and said in a weird voice: "Look, look at her like that. Every time the man comes, she has to wash up and dress up. It's really shameful for my cousin. Why did he marry such a woman. "
"Stop saying a few words." Ping Nanyue shouted sharply toward the door.
Feng Jiandao flew down from the carriage, dressed in red, brocade and mink fur, so luxurious. When I arrived outside the door of Cuiying Tower, I saw that the lanterns were not lit, and I felt extremely depressed.
"Is it opening the door to welcome guests, or is it raising a kid? Please light these lights for me quickly."
Just as he was speaking, Ping Nanyue flicked his long sleeves, and the lights in front of the corridor outside the courtyard were suddenly brightly lit.
Feng Jiandao followed Ping Nanyue to the second floor, where Ping Hong's door was wide open.
"There are just a few people greeting me. Their intentions are really so shallow."
"Jian Dao, stop joking and look at this child." Ping Hong put on a rosy crown and applied some pink and white, but Feng Jiandao could tell at a glance that she looked unusually haggard today.
"This young man looks very similar to his senior brother. Could it be that he is..."
"Don't talk nonsense. Your senior brother is not that kind of person. Come and see if he can save her." After that, she greeted Nan Yue and others to go out in case there was something wrong outside the building. Apart from the unconscious young man, they were the only two people left in the room.
"The doctor said that he needs Qi Yangzi to introduce the medicine, so he can tell whether it is true or not." Hongping whispered in his ear.
"Where's the doctor?"
"From Yishantang."
"Why not invite Ankang Hall?"
"It's not easy to manage Ankang Hall. It's said that the Mid-Autumn Festival won't come."
Feng Jiandao said angrily: "You are a hypocrite, and people's lives are not as big as his thin face. What a joke."
Ping Hong added: "Since I came to Liuxiang, I have become accustomed to seeing villains' faces. They have become normal for a long time. But you, on the other hand, still can't stand it. You are still so angry."
"What the doctor said is true. This child has suffered too much, and none of the medicines on the market can cure the root cause. Qi Yangzi is indeed the best medicine. But I can't tell whether his intention is to save people or to trick him."
"In that case, I'll send someone to investigate."
"If the enemy is in the dark and we are in the open, we will most likely be exposed."
"What do you think?"
"I can see that you are very nervous about him, and you will take care of him first. I have too much medicine. It is not difficult to kill him with medicine. Let's make a long-term plan. I will investigate the doctor's affairs."
Pinghong felt very ashamed. She couldn't risk everything to save this child. Likewise, she couldn't risk everything to avenge her husband's murder.
Feng Jiandao knew that this dangerous move must not be made before the great cause was completed. He wanted to reach out to comfort him, but he thought twice and pulled back because today is the death anniversary of his senior brother.
"Don't worry too much. It's been five years. It's time to move on."
"I was going to go with your senior brother today, but this kid saved me." In front of Feng Jiandao, she always expressed her inner thoughts without reservation.
"Why, isn't there anything in this world that is worthy of your nostalgia, such as...such as this child, who risked his life to save you. Also, such as me and the sisters in Cuiying Tower, and our great cause."
"When we were ten years old, we practiced hard in the deep mountains and old forests. After eight years of success, we came to Liuxiang. In the blink of an eye, it was another five years. Where has he been? Has he ever remembered his great deeds?"
"It's not his great cause, it's our great cause." Feng Jiandao said sternly. He didn't understand how Ping Hong could say such words that lost his original intention.
"In these years, society has been peaceful and the people are healthy. In comparison, everyone says that the world is much better than it was in Daheng."
"There is no way to believe the hearsay. Daheng was really a peaceful and prosperous age at that time."
"That's all, be careful, walls have ears. Let's talk about it later." Ping Hong's test today made it clear to Feng Jiandao that Feng Jiandao still had a great career in mind, just like her dead husband.
"If it's not cured, then leave as soon as possible. We have forgotten about the private meeting here. Today is the anniversary of his death." Zi Luoyun deliberately walked outside the corridor and said some harsh words for them to hear.
A gust of wind blew up, and the door suddenly opened. Feng Jiandao teleported to Zi Luoyun's side, raised his sword and stabbed her heart, just shy of seeing blood, and said angrily: "Don't think you are my senior brother's cousin, I will I won’t kill you, so get out of here.”
"You don't have much majesty, and your martial arts skills are nothing more than a trafficker's pawn. Besides, in name, I am the leading lady in this building, but in fact, this building is half as good as me." She is really not afraid of death, and she will not be soft-spoken even when the arrow is on the string. .
Feng Jiandao has been in the herbal medicine business for many years. He keeps his sword with him, polishing it day and night, but it is rarely unsheathed. Because of Zi Luoyun's words, he put away his sword and turned back to his room. The hatred in his heart arose again. How long will this kind of days disappear into the dust and smoke...
"I'm a seller of medicinal materials. It's normal to deal with doctors. Leave this matter to me." He left these words and walked away.
