Not a fairy guest

It was raining and falling, and the first ray of sunshine in the morning was still not shining in Qingnan Village. In front of the half-exposed coffin tomb in the Peach Blossom Forest, a woman in green clothes curled up with her body covered in mud, holding the hand tightly. He wrote a letter to Qin Huakui, and his figure, which was already thin, was especially thin at this moment.

Only she knew in her heart that the lines in the letter in the tomb revealed that she had no attachment to the world. As for the grudges with the Song Dynasty, I was afraid that Qin Huakui had already let go of her feelings before she passed away, but she just couldn't swallow this breath.

When she was lonely, she was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment a carriage drove over from outside the peach blossom forest and stopped directly in front of her.

The road in Peach Blossom Forest is not too wide, but it can only accommodate a few people walking side by side. At this time, the woman in green clothes was unreasonably blocked at the intersection by the carriage. Although she was slightly unhappy, she still slightly bowed and gave way. Let the carriage go first.

However, the carriage refused to move forward and seemed to deliberately confront the woman in green clothes.

The woman in green clothes couldn't bear it anymore and was just about to get angry. It wasn't until she looked up and saw the driver on the carriage looking at her indifferently that she suddenly remembered something. When she looked at the splendid carriage again, extreme fear filled her eyes.His knees suddenly became weak, and he looked pale and did not dare to make a sound.

"Qin Yao, you should know why I came to Peach Blossom Forest this time." You can tell that the voice of the owner in the carriage is not very old, but she doesn't have any emotional ups and downs in her words, as if she is expressing something. An ordinary thing.

The woman in green clothes was already leaning forward, shaking like chaff, and nodded to show her understanding.

The woman in the carriage said: "I have always heard about the old grievances between you and the Song Dynasty. I will not interfere with what you do after you leave Mianxiang Tower. Even if you want to replace the old one and bring Qin Huakui back to life, it doesn't matter. It's just you." You are so capable that you actually led the Sifang Mountain disciples to personally go down the mountain to deal with you and expose your whereabouts. Have you considered the consequences? "

The woman in green clothes did not dare to raise her head and responded respectfully. It seemed that the woman in the car had always known about this.

"Since I'm here, it means that Mianxianglou already knows about this matter. You happen to be here today, so just stay with your mother." The woman in the carriage said in a cold and indifferent tone.

"Do I have to die?" The woman in green clothes slowly raised her head and stared at the carriage with all thoughts. The woman in the carriage did not answer, but she could feel the coldness projected inside through the blue cloth.

The woman in green clothes was silent for a moment and asked again: "Do you insist on killing me?"

There was still no response in the carriage. The woman in green lowered her eyes, a trace of loss flashed in her eyes, moved her body and stood up, and said coldly: "If you want to kill, then kill..."

Before he finished speaking, the coachman suddenly stepped forward, quickly approached and hit the woman in green clothes hard on the abdomen. The latter bowed like a shrimp and was pushed to pieces by the huge force. Suddenly, strong weakness began to appear in her body. Feeling that she could no longer hold back, blood and bitter water surged out of her throat, and the sea of ​​​​qi was dispersed with one blow, completely destroying the cultivation of the woman in green clothes.

The woman in green clothes almost fainted from the severe pain. She tilted her head and stared at the driver with a murderous expression on his face. She covered her abdomen with her hands and said with difficulty: "Ying Xiu, do you really not care about your old feelings at all?"

The driver grabbed the woman in green clothes by the neck and gave her no chance to continue speaking.

Qin Yao grabbed the coachman's wrist tightly, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes. He really couldn't imagine that the Mianxianglou coachman, who he had never looked at in ordinary times, was so powerful with his fingers at this moment. Even if he punched and kicked the old, thin and shriveled body, She couldn't move even with a kick. In his hands, she seemed like a grasshopper that could be crushed to death at any time. That rough and calloused hand could break her throat with just a slight force.

The face of the woman in green had turned from green to purple at this moment, but the strange thing was that the coachman did not increase the strength in his hands, but she was still breathless, with veins on her head popping out, her tongue sticking out, and she began to feel trance-like. got up.

Do you really want to sleep here forever?Like a wretch, he was crushed to death in someone's hands.

The woman in green clothes shed tears for no reason. She recalled that she had pressed her mother's corpse under the forest garden for twenty years like this. It was obviously false to say that she had not hesitated. It was just that the last thing she saw was the withered and thin body. She still closed her eyes with a smile on her face. The woman in green vowed in her heart to seek justice for her and let her open her eyes again to see the consequences of being indifferent to the mother and daughter. But now they are all illusory, everything is nothing. He was self-righteous. Except for suppressing her in Taolin for nothing, nothing had changed. Even so, he didn't even have the chance to apologize to her.

"Stop."

The woman in the carriage sounded in their ears, but the woman in green clothes could no longer tell whether Yingxiu's words were because of the hallucination she heard before she died, and she fainted.

The coachman stood up slightly, removed the thick hand from the neck of the woman in green clothes, turned around and saw the woman in the carriage standing behind the two of them, dressed in purple.

Yingxiu's eyes never left the woman in green clothes. She gently waved her sleeves towards the coachman and threw a delicate square sign to the coachman. The latter spread his palms and said with a dumb smile: "The method of cracking the soul card is really like Qin's." As the oiran said, this will make it easier to communicate with the superior."

"Abolition Qi Hai once again stepped into the gate of hell. How long can he live in the world forever? Just like Qin Huakui, he passed away in only three or four years. Poor Qin Yao could have spent the rest of his life safely under the protection of his grandma, but what happened? She was too obsessed, and she ended up following in her mother's footsteps. The remaining time can be regarded as the last mercy of Mianxianglou..." After saying this, Yingxiu laughed at herself, compared to Biyi Women, they are still stuck in the quagmire, but how can they be better? They will probably be trapped in this for the rest of their lives.

After saying that, he bowed to the coachman and thanked him: "Thank you very much, Uncle Chang, for your help this time." The coachman, whose face was as wrinkled as tree bark, laughed and waved his hands quickly: "Why bother, in fact, Miss Yingxiu, you can't bear to kill her." Bar.

That's right. When you first entered Mianxiang Tower, your clothes were ragged, and you were often bullied by the residents. It was she who taught you piano skills, so that you could be pulled out of that pit of fire, but there are always tricks in the world. Ah, seven or eight years passed by in the blink of an eye, and that little girl Qin Yao finally became the maidservant of you, the oiran of Mianxiang Tower.

Speaking of which, when the little girl Qin Yao and her mother were working as oirans, I worked as a coachman in Mianxianglou. Hey, Qin oiran was so famous at that time. There were countless young men who fell in love with her pomegranate skirt. If you are not happy, you are worse than Miss Yingxiu. It is a pity that you are stuck in cow dung.Remembering that this girl was only four or five years old when she was brought here by her grandma, I watched her grow up, and I also watched helplessly as this girl followed in her mother's footsteps, and now she has ended up in this situation. "

Yingxiu turned around and sat back in the carriage, murmuring and asking: "Uncle Chang, how did Qin Huakui leave Mianxiang Tower?"

The old coachman picked up the reins of his horse and flicked it, remembering some old events from more than 20 years ago.
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Mianxiang Tower 20 years ago was as prosperous as it is today. In addition to local officials and gentry children, there were also many wanderers passing by. Although there were many dandies or tyrannical people, the so-called strong dragon could not overpower the local snakes. Mianxiang Tower There are many people from three religions and nine schools mixed in the building, and there are countless disciples with advanced cultivation, so that those who usually bully men and dominate women do not dare to cause trouble here.

Of course, half of this fame can be attributed to Qin Hongniang, the chief courtesan of Mianxiang Tower at that time. I heard that her alluring beauty was even inferior to that of the girls in Lin'an City.

Although Mianxiang Tower is located in a small county, the reputation of Qin Huakui spread throughout the nearby counties at that time.

Rumor has it that a disciple of the Cangshan Sword Sect in Dongyunzhou took a long detour and passed through Yu County just to see the beauty of Qin Huakui. As a result, they stayed there for four years and never went back again until Qin Huakui married. There is still no news about the local wealthy businessman. Some people say that he saw Qin Huakui get married with his own eyes, and finally stayed in Mianxiang Tower with despair.

However, I heard that the Cangshan disciple was also very charming back then. The girls in Mianxianglou did not do other business, but had to crane their necks and wait there. It was a pity that the Cangshan disciple came to Mianxianglou. He only wanted to listen to the music played by Qin Huakui and ignored the others. On days when Qin Huakui would show up, even if the building was full of guests, the Cangshan disciple would stand alone outside the door quietly. Watch the beauties singing and dancing in the building.

Over time, the nun of Mianxiang Tower also saw this, and told Qin Huakui about this matter, intending to win over this disciple of the largest sect in the world, just because although Yu County is at the foot of Sifang Mountain , but the group of Taoist priests who only know how to make elixirs for immortality did not come forward to deal with the disputes in the rivers and lakes. On the contrary, the Cangshan Sword Sect in Dongyunzhou set foot in the rivers and lakes and did many heroic deeds. The chivalrous way outside.

So, the next day, when the Cangshan Sword Sect disciple was taken to the backyard of Mianxiang Tower by his grandmother, he found an elegant single-door boudoir and pushed in the door. Although it was almost midnight, the people in the room were But he was still awake when he saw a red candle burning on the carved table in the room. He saw the oiran of Mianxiang House sitting on the pear wood chair, gently twirling a small glass wine cup in front of the exquisite desk. She turned back and smiled at the visitor outside the house. She was still wearing the blue fairy skirt she usually played, which was elegant yet dignified. The Cangshan disciples had always felt that this dress suited her best. The flickering candlelight nearby made her look as charming as a monster.

Seeing that the disciple of the largest sect in the world was still standing at the door, Qin Huakui smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Master Chang, it's a cold autumn night, why don't you sit down and have a few drinks with the little girl? The flower carvings, please don’t catch the wind and cold.”

Hearing the beauty's invitation, Chang Daxia from the Cangshan Sword Sect responded lightly, sat next to Qin Huakui, drank a glass of wine for himself, drank it down, and said with a blushing face: "Miss Qin. No need to be formal, just call me a regular customer."

Qin Huakui smiled and filled up the empty wine glasses for the regulars, and said in a sweet and soft voice: "As expected, you are Chang Daxia of the Cangshan Sword Sect. Unlike those arty young masters, I am actually the second one." I noticed you at first glance. I must have come here because of the apathy disorder in Liujiazhuang? But did Daxia Chang stay here for a little longer? "

The regular customer frowned and looked at Qin Huakui silently.

Qin Huakui smiled, pursed her lips, and burst into laughter: "Daxia Chang was still stunned a second ago, but then he straightened his face. The serious looks of you disciples from famous sects are really cute, and you don't want to Think about it, a matchmaker is nothing more than a prostitute, and she can't do anything harmful to the world, right?" After saying that, she made a playful face towards the Cangshan disciple who was now stunned.

The expressions of the regulars were dull. Every time she played at Mianxiang Tower, Qin Huakui looked solemn and dignified, with a serious expression, but he had never seen her act like a little girl.

Qin Huakui stood up, picked up the guzheng with both hands, and placed it gently in front of him. He lowered his eyebrows and said, "Chang Daxia, since you like the matchmaker's clumsy skills and it's a good night in autumn, why don't I play the song "Water Marriage" for you tonight? "."

Although the title of this song seems to tell the story of a pair of talented men and beautiful women, the story is actually about a brothel girl who is infatuated and melancholy for a handsome young man. In the end, due to her identity, she was buried alone in the green mountains and loess.

The regular customer laughed and said, "If Miss Qin's performance of "Water Marriage" is said to be clumsy, then I'm afraid the fairies above Yun Palace would not dare to say that their hearts and hands are in harmony."

Qin Huakui had just pressed the first string with his fingertips, and the regular customer stopped with his cup hanging, sighing and thinking: But I don’t know where Miss Qin’s resentment comes from?Is it because you are in Mianxiang Tower?Why don't I regret this?Thinking of this, the Cangshan disciple felt a sense of sadness and vicissitudes of life rushing straight into his chest. He held up the glass cup and drank it all. After drinking seven or eight cups without stopping, the mellow taste of wine floated on his forehead.

After playing the song, the regulars looked at the beauty in front of them. There was only the fairy singing and dancing in Mianxiang Tower and the sweetheart in his dream who had been thinking about it day and night. A feeling of boredom suddenly emerged in his heart, and he saw that the beauty was also looking shy. , two red clouds were already flying above his cheeks, and the reputation, loftiness, and teachings of those Cangshan disciples for more than 20 years all flashed past his hazy drunken eyes like a revolving lantern, and the regulars were angry. And stand-up, red tape be damned!
That night, the red candles were quiet, the wine was fragrant, the wine was not intoxicating, but people were intoxicated, only a good night and a lot of money...

Later, this matter spread out for unknown reasons, and everyone in the world knew that the talented disciple of the Cangshan Sword Sect was greedy for lust and addicted to women, and was dubbed a lewd person.

This incident later reached the ears of the headmaster of the Cangshan Sword Sect. The headmaster became furious and expelled him from the sect after the regulars couldn't help but explain.
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(End of this chapter)