Nianhua Sea Area·Forbidden Warship
The memory became blurry again, and he once again forgot who Bei Mingyu was, but compared to the first time, the impression in his mind included a small and brave young man.
Yun Musheng looked at the cracked bronze mirror in her hand, knowing that it no longer had the ability to kill ghosts just now, and it must be useless. When she was about to throw it away, a woman flew around with paper flowers. A figure appeared in his mind.
He picked up the bronze mirror and looked at himself again. The boy in the mirror had snow-dyed white hair and a haggard face that was almost the same as that of a dead man. He almost couldn't recognize himself in the mirror, and then he put the bronze mirror away. In the bag.
Facing the moonlight, Yun Musheng left the West Village and walked towards the east. The surrounding houses and tiles gradually began to become intact and even refined from the dilapidated condition just now. It seemed that someone would live in the East Village.
It's just that these houses always give Yun Musheng a sense of weirdness. Usually, the doors on the doors are either door gods or the word "Fu", and the corners of the roof tiles are usually carved with a dragon.
And on the doors of this East Village house, there were either portraits of women with disheveled hair or some flying weirdos with long noses. The carving on the corner of the tile-roofed house was actually a snake.
Yun Musheng gradually began to feel a chill in the wind. He stared at his own shadow along the way, not daring to look at the ghostly figures posted on the door.
Suddenly, something strange appeared in the shadow on the ground, which almost made Yun Musheng's hair stand up in fear. A second head suddenly sprouted from the side of the boy-like shadow's head, as if it were a person suddenly appearing behind him.
When Yun Musheng was nervous, she remembered the reminder in the brochure and did not dare to look back easily. The long hair on both sides of the woman's head in the shadow gradually fell down. At the same time, there was an itching sensation in her ears, and a faint fragrance poured into her nose.
He subconsciously touched the bronze mirror in his bag. Although the possibility was very small, he still wanted to try whether the mirror still had the power to kill ghosts.
The bronze mirror flashed in Yun Musheng's hand. Yun Musheng tried her best to sweep it back with the side without cracks. She saw the woman behind her dressed in red with long hair flowing. In such a dark night, this person appeared behind her. Yun Musheng took a deep breath while waiting for the woman to get dressed.
The bronze mirror finally turned to the woman's face, which was reflected in the mirror. Yun Musheng opened one eye slightly and peeked quietly, only to see that the woman was not as ferocious as he imagined. On the contrary, she was somewhat pretty and light. Seeing it is refreshing.
"Autumn..."
Yun Musheng murmured something in his mouth. This woman's appearance gave him a sense of familiarity and intimacy inexplicably, which actually made him brave enough to reach out and touch the woman's face.
"Oh, okay, okay, let's stop making trouble~"
Unexpectedly, the woman came directly from behind Yun Musheng to the front. There was still a hint of playfulness in her dignified and bookish temperament, which pleased the young man no matter how he looked at her.
Seeing the foolish eyes of the young man in front of her, the girl stretched out her hand and pinched his right ear. A feeling of clear water rose up from the young man's mind like a meteor flying backwards.
"Qiuqiu!"
Yun Musheng recognized the girl in front of her, and while she was overjoyed, she recalled the scene in the West Village just now. However, thinking about it carefully, she realized that the Qiuqiu in her memory was not dead. She was indeed a real living person. In addition, after being illuminated by the bronze mirror, There is nothing unusual about it, so it should be trustworthy?
Yun Musheng, who was doubtful, entered the East Village like this. The two of them talked and laughed along the way, but Yun Musheng did not feel anything strange, but a slight stench gradually floated in the air.
The further you walk toward the East Village, the stronger the stench becomes. But the strange thing is that no one in the East Village seems to be surprised by the unpleasant smell, and they are still minding their own business. As he was doing his own thing, it seemed as if he couldn't smell the pungent smell at all.
Yun Musheng occasionally came up to talk to a few people, wanting to ask about the situation in the village, but after asking many people one after another, they all looked flustered and left silently.
After passing through the tile-roofed houses, the two came to a mountain. There seemed to be spring water flowing down the mountain. Yun Musheng almost retched from the pungent feeling that hit her face.
He immediately covered his mouth and nose with his clothes, and took a closer look. He saw that the so-called mountain spring had turned dark green, and the stench was emanating from it.
Walking along the water towards the mountain, you will occasionally encounter a few red buildings like doors. The mountain is getting steeper and steeper. Fortunately, after returning from the West Village, Yun Musheng felt that she had regained some internal strength and was able to climb.
But Qiu Mingming beside him kept chatting and laughing with him, but he didn't show any signs of tiredness. The stench became stronger and stronger, and the clothes covering my mouth and nose gradually began to become ineffective.
Fortunately, the two finally arrived at the source of the mountain spring. They saw that the big stone at the water outlet was covered with black cloth, and the spring water flowing out from below was a disgustingly thick green.
Yun Musheng remembered the reminder on the kit again:
"Three: Don't touch the stones wrapped in black cloth at the water source."
It seems that this is the stone that the tip bag refers to, but if we just let it do nothing, how can we solve the sewage problem?
He took out the note from the kit and read what was written on it repeatedly. At this moment, the sound of bells came from the distant mountains, and the watchman's cry could be vaguely heard at the bottom of the mountain: "It's the fourth watch in the ugly time, it's freezing cold!"
Yun Musheng was shocked. Time passed so quickly. Is this the fourth update? He couldn't help but start to feel anxious. In a daze, he reached out to pull the black cloth on the boulder, but fortunately, he was stopped in time by the girl beside him.
He woke up and quickly took his hand back. Unexpectedly, a silk thread on the black cloth happened to be wrapped around the bend above Yun Musheng's sleeve, and the black cloth was brought down along with his arm.
Yun Musheng was suddenly startled, but the girl next to him seemed to be more frightened than him, and couldn't help but hold her head tightly with both hands.
The boulder with the black cloth removed emits a strange light, as if the water was irradiated by this light and turned into such a dead shape. The four characters "Wasuihara" are clearly engraved on the stone.
After a while, Yun Musheng found that nothing strange seemed to have happened, and she gradually felt relieved, but she was a little confused. The word "original" in "He Shui Yuan" seemed to be written incorrectly. It should be three dots of water in the radical. This is the word "source".
Yun Musheng suddenly remembered the same difference and the reminder on the kit: "Three: Don't touch the black cloth-wrapped stone at the water source." In it, it seemed that the word "source" that should be there was also written incorrectly. The "original".
He mentioned this strange thing to Qiu Mingming beside him, but at this moment, Qiu Mingming seemed to only focus on the stone, and casually replied: "Did you write it wrong? Which word?"
After saying that, he hurriedly stepped forward to cover the stone with the black cloth, but this time Yun Musheng did not follow him and just stood there blankly, with an expression on his face as if he had eaten Qingtian. Like a thunderbolt.
"Four: The kid doesn't know much about literacy, but he is good at pretending to be human and pays attention to distinction."
The bronze mirror must be unusable. Yun Musheng remembered the writing brush he got in the second kit. He picked up the brush and first changed the "original" in the kit to "source".
Suddenly, the handwriting on the kit began to change. The other contents remained unchanged, except for the third item, which became:
"Three: The stone wrapped in black cloth at the water source. If you want to solve the water pollution, you must first correct the name of the stone."
Qiu Mingming covered the boulder with the black cloth again, and was instantly happy. He jumped towards Yun Musheng again. When he was only one meter away from him, the hand hidden behind his back suddenly waved. Getting up, Yun Musheng, who had been prepared for a long time, made a prompt decision, picked up the brush and sprinkled it towards the girl in front of her.
Unexpectedly, the girl's face suddenly became ferocious, her whole body turned black, and she turned into the appearance of an imp. The ink sprinkled on her body continued to burn like an inexhaustible flame, and the imp disappeared completely.
Yun Musheng looked at what was happening in front of her and couldn't help but laugh at herself: "Qiuqiu, who has read many poems and books, will not be able to distinguish even a typo."
Then he pulled off the black cloth again, and used the brush in his hand to fill in the misspelled words on the boulder. In an instant, the boulder shattered and collapsed. From this moment on, what flowed out of the water source was no longer green sewage, but real green sewage. The pure white and transparent mountain spring water.
At the same time, the brush in Yun Musheng's hand broke.
