Dark Moon Era

‘淅淅 Zero Zero, I was shocked. Listening to each other across the mountains and trees, fighting together wind and rain, loud and low. ’

‘One bit after another, one bit after another, and sorrow and tears. Regarding this injury, I turned to the tomb. ’

Wang Po's house.

The theater crew sang blood.

The white veil plain yarn, the candlelight was on and off, and the night was a light rain, and it looked even more desolate.

The wife-in-law cried and fainted a few times, and invited the doctor to dispense a few doses of soothing soup. She slept in the last hour.

One young man and two young grandchildren remained, Wu Wu running around in the courtyard, not knowing what happened.

Tang Ling was sitting in the front yard of Wang Po's house. On the corner of the table, he was holding sunflower seeds, taking a sip of rice wine from time to time.

The mouth was sour, saying that it had a long taste, but Tang Ling could not feel it.

But he couldn't stand up to the so-called group of young people who like him on the table to persuade him, so Tang Ling had to sip from time to time.

"The wife of the Wang family is also a poor man. The man died in the mountains a few years ago, and now this wife of the Wang family also looks at the infant child running around in the courtyard. A teenager sitting beside Tang Ling couldn't help but sigh. With a sound.

"I heard that there are a lot of things to look for in the death of Wang Jialang?" Tang Ling peeled another peanut and chewed it in his mouth.

Eating in Dreamland is a peculiar experience, what taste and aroma, can be smelled in the nose, can be tasted in the mouth, only the belly is empty.

Rao is so, Tang Ling also enjoys it very much.

From the so-called 'lunch' at home, he has already been shocked by the ancient Chinese food culture.

‘I ’m not tired of eating, but I ’m not tired of eating.’ This is extremely detailed.

The freshest spring bamboo shoots, as long as the crispest and tenderest part of the bamboo shoots, the thin slices of good cloud legs, don't add extra seasoning, go to the table, a handful of spring onions, eat in the mouth is the taste of spring, and salty , Since there is a share of freshness.

Take another fresh orange, rotate it in three quarters, peel it carefully, hollow out the orange flesh, squeeze a little juice, and the orange flesh is not needed. Then take the crab from the lake, peel it carefully, make the crab and crab meat in one place, put in the orange peel, cover with orange cover, add water, wine, vinegar and steam, and then mix with salt and vinegar. Together.

These dishes are just two dishes in Tang Ling's noon meal. In comparison, the Purple Moon era ate pig food.

Are the ancient Chinese civilizations of the former civilization so luxurious? Just a big squire, so much attention, what would those high officials and powerful people eat?

Tang Ling was curious, but at the same time, he also raised a question: What is the real life of ancient China? Or deliberately exaggerated? If it is real life, does what he has experienced now really happen in history?

Tang Ling frowned, unknowingly taking another sip of rice wine. He felt that grabbing a very important thing would be of great help to Dreamland in the future, but some things needed to be proved.

At this moment, a young girl who was born alive broke in: "Brother Tang, you have to bring up the death of this Wangjia Dalang. I know some truths. They are much more reliable than those who have a flirtatious tongue. . "

"Oh?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows, and there were young people around to joke, and Master Tang Er was afraid that he wanted to find a heroic thing.

But the young girl who spoke was ignoring the teenagers. A pair of big eyes just stared at Tang Ling and said, "My brother is a corpse caught in the county and collected by himself. It is said that the zombies were chaotic, but the cause of death was It was clear that the internal organs were shattered by a single palm, and then, "

Speaking of which, the young girl turned pale.

Under the candlelight, two pale lanterns swayed in the wind, and the dark solid wood coffin was brightly lit with candlelight. Two children of the royal family ran around the coffin. The older girl shouted: "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law Get up, there are many guests at home. "

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, there is still more delicious at home." Shouted the little boy who accompanied the young girl and talked with milk.

The slaps of the two children kept patting the coffin, making a 嘭 嘭 嘭 嘭 sound, and the entire coffin was shaking slightly.

"What's next?" Tang Ling glanced at the **** coffin, the ignorant child, and paid little attention to it, then asked a question.

"Then they were bitten and messed up, but the tooth print was not a rumored zombie. It was divided into two kinds of tooth prints, one for humans and one for fear of beasts." The young girl said in a breath. , And quickly bowed his head, afraid to look over the Lingtang.

But the teenager next to him refused to accept: "Why isn't it a zombie? Say no, are you scared? Even the coffin is afraid to look at it, it's not as bold as the two children."

"Three people died this month without a good piece of meat on their bodies. Who would eat that human flesh if it was an ordinary murder case? Rumors still pry open the human brain and eat that brain." Another boy suddenly made a claw-like outburst. , Bluff the girl.

The girl screamed in fright, and on the side of the Lingtang, the young granddaughter of the Wang family was extremely happy, clapping her palms and laughing out loud: "Mother-in-law is going up, mother-in-law is going up."

"Ah?" The girl burst into tears when she heard it.

Tang Ling smiled slightly, stood up, walked behind her back, and took the two children one by one before reaching Lingtang, saying, "Do n’t make noise, mother-in-law is short, let her rest for a while. Wait, the chef fry the fruit You wait to eat fruit. "

The two children heard that they were about to eat fruit and clapped their hands and cheered away.

Tang Lingxuan watched the two children leave, and then glanced at the temple house. There was a chairman in the temple house. His cheap dad in the dreamland was talking to the old people in the town. .

His cheap elder brother is writing a side note, which should be something like obituary, but the content should be to persuade the people in the town and not to believe the strange power.

Because the Lord Tang family mentioned it at noon, this family can't keep their doors closed, and the people's heart is unreasonable. After all, as the first household in the town, they must stand up and be upright.

Therefore, at night, the grand funeral paid by the Tang family, in the face of Master Tang, everyone in the town came.

First, I would also like to hear the explanations from the people who have the head and face.

The second is that when people gather more, they are not afraid.

But Tang Ling couldn't help laughing, the cheap dad was upright, worried about the people, but the door was closed in the day, and he was very nervous when he opened it. He was afraid that he was not bottomless, right?

At this time, the old men, led by Master Tang Ling, did not know if they had any disputes. Seeing that appearance, they were a little excited.

Tang Ling didn't care, but walked slowly around the black coffin, and left-handedly touched the coffin. It seemed to want to know. The Tang family paid for it and made a good piece of wood. 'Fangzi'.

The troupe continued to sing lively. The previous scene was too miserable. At this time, it was replaced by the lingering "Phoenix Phoenix". The crowd of young girls was fascinated and the eyes were intertwined. The mind is hidden.

"Ancient Huaxia man, good sao." Tang Ling did not return to the table in the corner, but picked a table closest to the Lingtang to sit.

He is not accustomed to this collective "sexual obsession" scene. He loves that string and hasn't even figured it out yet. As a result, several young girls with spring intent looked at him, all staring back at him fiercely.

It was boring.

The opera is singing lively here, and the chef in charge of the banquet has prepared some fruit snacks.

After all, it was the Tang family's shot. The dried fruit, fresh fruit, and pastry were all the same. Tang Ling was sitting beside this hall and eating and drinking. The Tang family master glanced over and saw Tang Ling somehow. I couldn't help but give him a stern look at this photo.

Han Ye, who has been standing next to Mr. Tang, even stepped out and yelled, "What's it like? But I became the hungry and water-logged ghost two days away? Look at your brother, then look at you. Go to the back room to accompany your brother go with."

"Don't go." Tang Ling refused with a smile.

I do n’t know if it ’s an illusion. When Ye Han said the word “ghost”, the wind was even stronger in the evening, and it came cold for a while.

Here, there are many people with mixed eyes, and Han Ye is not too arguing with Tang Ling, so he has to glance at Tang Ling and whispered, "Well, you are the second master, pay attention to your face."

Tang Ling nodded his head and promised while extruding a delicate pasta into his mouth.

Seeing Han Ye's anger for a while, he could only stamp out and turned into the room.

At this time, the two grandchildren of Wang's family held a chopsticks, and the chopped chopsticks were filled with fried fruits that were fresh out of the pot.

I was not afraid, and I wandered around the seat where Tang Ling was sitting, and ran to the coffin again.

At this time, another group of childish children, holding a big yellow dog, began to talk softly.

"My dad can choke me this afternoon." The talking child should not have bragged, and the bruise on the corner of his mouth can't fool people.

"My mother punished me for an hour, and now I still can't stand upright." Another child also whispered.

"Then what did you see, tell your father and mother?" The child holding the big yellow dog asked softly.

"I said it, my father and mother scolded me for not only punishing me, but also forbidding me to talk to others." The last child narrowed his neck.

"My father and mother didn't say whether they believed it or not, that is to make me take rhubarb wherever I go tonight." The boy who spoke first added.

rhubarb? Tang Ling smiled, afraid of the dog he was referring to?

And how can these children forget Tang Ling's amazing memory? Wasn't it the mad running children he met this morning?

In the afternoon, the incident was quite troublesome, and the families cried out cryingly that they could not find the child, and the child was eaten by the monster.

There is also a population saying that there are no zombies. The old man in the town and county did nothing. The child is gone now, and he has to sue to Qingtian.

As a result, the child was found shortly after, and was found at the mother-in-law's house.

It turned out that just a few children sneaked out and went to watch the excitement.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling grabbed a handful of fruit and Shi Shiran walked towards the children. The two grandchildren of Wang's family squatted beside the **** coffin and ate fried fruit.

"Come, tell your brother, what have you seen?" Tang Ling smiled and sent out the fruits in his hands.

A few children picked up the fruits, but each one was stumbling and not talking.

Tang Ling was not in a hurry, glanced at the large black coffin, and found several large sums of money from his arms.

"Candies, face-to-face, what do you want to buy? Who said it to me, and for whom?" Tang Ling smiled like an old fox.

The dog called rhubarb seemed to be a little afraid of Tang Ling, lying at Tang Ling's feet, wagging his tail, and showing his belly, very unpromising.

Compared to the dogs in the Ziyue era, it's cute but I don't know how many times. Tang Ling stretched his arms around his dog's face. I think you are cute.

The dog's face was torn and deformed, but that big dog is still humming, please, an adult, you look good when you are happy.

At this moment, a child finally summoned up courage and took a large sum of money from Tang Ling's other stalled hand.

Then he whispered, "Mr. Wang was eaten, and my brain was eaten. I went around to look at it. The boss had a hole in it, and it was all empty."

"The stomach was cleaned." Another child came up and took a large sum of money.

Tang Ling smiled, but her eyes gradually deepened.

The children talked about their findings in amazement, while Tang Ling touched rhubarb, and ‘umm’ promised, asking some inexplicable questions.

"A hole in your mind, what kind of hole is it?"

"Is my stomach open? What does it look like?"

"Back of the head, I mean there is a wound on this back of the head?"

"Yes, hasn't your brain been eaten clean?"

What do children know? I just felt that Tang Jiaer was not afraid of having a strange interest, and the questions he asked were so infiltrating.

But the children are also honest and say whatever they see.

Tang Ling groaned. Behind him, the two little grandsons started knocking on the coffin again. "Mother-in-law, eat fruit, the fruit is fragrant and crisp."

This scene caused many women to shed tears, and felt pitiful.

At the same time, Master Tang's family also walked out of the hall with a few pages of manuscript paper.

At this time, the opera team consciously stopped singing, and the thoughts of the boys and girls were suddenly interrupted. Then they remembered that it was a horrible affair. What a secret love did they secretly convey?

Master Tang went to the stage.

The 500-person in the courtyard suddenly became quiet.

With a sore expression, Master Tang looked at the villagers and said loudly, "Recently, I am not very peaceful in Qingxi Town."

"There are cannibal demons, killers killer here. There are also good people who take advantage of this situation to spread false rumors and cause trouble."

"As the first household in the town, Tang Jili was very uncomfortable, very sad, and very helpless."

"I ca n’t wait to kill the man-eating demon, and I ca n’t let the rumors spread. It ’s going to be discussed with my neighbors, but Wang Po died as the third person in the town. , Died under the evil deeds of the perpetrators. As a folks, I give you a ride on behalf of everyone. "

Having said this, Master Tang's family took the obituary, and stepped on the majestic four steps, step by step to the Lingtang.

The two little grandsons of the mother-in-law were still calling for her mother-in-law.

The group of children who had been questioned by Tang Ling ran to the outside to play. Somehow, their faces were touched by Tang Ling's swollen rhubarb and started to run wild in the yard. It turned out that they saw one picking on the ground. The old hen couldn't help chasing it.

The child called Rhubarb, and followed him.

There is a sign of mourning when a chicken jumps in the courtyard, and the child makes a mess.

The Master Tang family frowned, but it was hard to say that the child had to start the obituary in his hands and read it word by word.

"Woohoo, sorrow, Prince Liu's family, King of Yan Family House"

"Mother-in-law, why can't you get up soon?" With the solemn and heavy voice of Master Tang's grandfather, the little granddaughter of the Wang family no longer ate the fruit, and the voice called to her mother-in-law with a crying voice.

Looking at her sister's appearance, the younger boy grandson looked up and started crying.

The wife and child of the Wang family were frail and did not have the strength to control the children. However, looking at the sad appearance of the children, she seemed to have felt the death of her mother-in-law, and she could not help but be sad, and began to cry.

People are surrounded by a layer of dark clouds, indescribable grief, and Master Tang's voice of obituary was gradually indignant, accusing the bloodthirsty cannibalism of looking at Tianli, being inhumane, like a **** demon.

‘Giggle’, the mother chased by Rhubarb under the coffin.

Rhubarb chased after him excitedly.

Under the coffin, the hen suddenly seemed a little confused by the crying of the two children, just turning around the coffin.

Rhubarb also chased under the coffin at this time, and stretched his mouth to bite at the hen.

"Rhubarb, you can't bite it. If you kill it, you will lose money." The group of children chased after him, among them the rhubarb master who was running in front of him, while shouting, he reached for the rope hanging on the rhubarb's neck.

Rhubarb seemed to understand the words of the little master. At this time, he even made a dreadful ‘wow whine’ sound, one flashed out from under the coffin, and the other side quickly rushed out.

A few children ran too fast, too late, and 手 噗通 通 ’ran into a crash.

The hen under the coffin frightened her wings and flew out very embarrassed.

But the coffin on two benches was knocked to the ground by a few children.

Tang Ling could not help but frowned.

At this time, before the time for burial, the coffin lids that had not been nailed to the coffin were scattered after landing.

With the dull sound of 'Boom', Master Tang's family who read the obituary in front of the coffin was startled.

Looking back, the prince's body just rolled out of the coffin, but her slightly neglected remains and the shroud put on by the uncle also lifted.

‘The burned-out left hand is clean and slippery, leaving no trace of meat. ’

‘A vented belly, a neat big cut, like a grinned mouth. The flesh was white. ’

‘The neck is twisted, revealing the hole in my head. ’

Haven't Master Tang family ever seen this battle? Suddenly frightened, he walked back several steps.

It was the two crying grandchildren of the Wang family who looked undaunted, and the fried fruit in their hands was gone, and they rushed towards the mother-in-law's body.

The children who were in trouble were so scared that they were stunned. They were at a loss looking at the scattered coffins and couldn't move.

"Mother-in-law." The little grandson grabbed Mother-in-law's other cold hand.

At that moment, a gust of night breeze blew the candle flames above the hall, and the light went out, and the white lantern fell directly to the ground.

With the soft sound of the lantern falling, Wang's eyes suddenly opened, and the hand pulled by the grandson suddenly clasped the grandson's hand, and the grandson was pulled by the one, and the whole person sat Up.

"Scammers." The crowd began to shout.

"Ah, my baby." The wife of Wang Jia's wife screamed exhaustedly.

At this time, a figure leaped high and flew past Master Tang's head. People had time to see clearly, and they saw a silver knife flashing.

A stiff arm holding the little grandson's hand was cut off directly.

The next moment, Daoguang twisted a knife flower and chopped it in the other direction. Wang ’s mother-in-law's head was cut neatly, and Guru rolled to the side and was caught by one hand. Take it in your hands.

The corpse is really a corpse.

But the corpse was chopped before it was disturbed?

People who were in doubt, then took a closer look. Was Wang Fu ’s arm cut off with one knife, Wang Po ’s head was cut with another knife, and was n’t it Tang Chongwu, the second master of the Tang family?

In people's shocked eyes, Tang Ling then looked at the skull in his hand with candlelight. The gray matter in the cranial cavity was partially removed, but a dense layer of intricate brain and neural networks like spider webs remained intact.

It's interesting.

At this time, a message finally appeared in Tang Ling's mind.

‘Investigate the‘ Zombie Cannibalism ’incident in Qingxi Town, and find out the truth of the incident within three days. Completion: zero percent. ’

The missions of Dreamland have always been extremely simple, and will not prompt you to what extent you need to accomplish the mission and whether you need to kill the mission target.

Not to provide any clues.

However, Tang Ling's expression did not fluctuate. He put his head down, looked at all the folks, and said calmly, "Receive the mother-in-law Wang coffin. I am afraid that she will not lie to the corpse again."

"Just tonight, choose twenty strong men. Follow me to the south to leave the post." As soon as Tang Ling's voice fell, everyone panicked.

Where is Nanligang? This is the place where the ancestral tombs of Qingxi Town are located since ancient times.

Tonight's corpse incident is already terrible, and you still have to leave South? Even the most courageous man in the town did not dare to follow Tang Ling.

It was Han Ye, who took a deep look at Tang Ling, and did not seem to expect that the second young man who had been stunned by him had such a powerful skill.

He slowly stood up and said softly, "I'll follow you."

"Master Han, don't let Chongwu make a mess. Tonight, let's discuss it again, and leave the post to the south?" Master Tang didn't expect his second son to have such amazing skills, but let him go to the south to leave the post, but No, just in case there are three long and two short

"If you don't leave for the south. There will be no peace in the town." Tang Ling originally wanted to call Dad, but in the end it was just a dream. It was really difficult for him to call him Dad, and he simply expressed his attitude.

Then Tang Ling stopped paying attention to the father of the Tang family, but looked at everyone: "As a boy, shouldn't you stand up? Think about it one day, the mother at home, coquettish, the child will become like mother-in-law Wang, you Still have a face in the sky? "

In this sentence, the boys in Qingxi town are full of emotions, and some teenagers stand up first: "I'll go."

"I also need to go."

The Tang family was hiding in the hall, trembling with suspense, looking at their own words with confusion, how could they be just a few words more motivating than their own words?

In a quiet town.

Xu is a series of drizzle draining the dark clouds in the sky.

In the still-chilly night, a hazy yellow moon gradually showed his face.

It's just a light first quarter moon, but it also brings a light to the dark night.

Dogwood, star anise and fragrant leaves one by one into boiling water in the pot.

The cut meat is shredded in a dense and dense manner, along with some undercooked chopped meat. It is also slowly cooked in a pot.

In the exquisite enamel bowl, a bowl is touching, white is mixed with red silk sugar, and almond tofu sprinkled with honey syrup looks exquisitely under the delicate copper lamp.

‘I do n’t know where the emotions are, and go deeper, the living can die, and the dead can live. ’

‘Death can give birth. Life is not to die with, nor is death to be resurrected.

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A song "The Peony Pavilion" was sung in the room.

The timbre is lingering and touching, and when I smell it, I can't help but resonate. I want to ask who is the daughter of the family.

"What time is it? Not yet home?" The chanting paused, and a groaning interrogation sounded again in the room.

The yellow moon?

Tang Ling stared at the moon in the sky in a daze. Although his expression was so calm, his heart was as shocked as the stormy sea.

"Why a yellow moon? Is the reality reflected in the realm of dreams a real reality?" Tang Ling was confused.

It is difficult for the deceased to leave in the south, and it is difficult for those who are born to leave.

Difficult to leave, but to be separated here.

The first half of the month, after the drizzle, the cold night wind, but the people who came here did not mourn.

The torch burned brightly, making everyone's face uneasy.

Two new graves have been dug up, and the coffin is empty.

It seemed that this result would have been expected long ago, and Tang Ling, who had been the backbone of the crowd at this time, was very calm.

He stared blankly at the sky, seemingly interested only in that dim moon in the sky.

He didn't say a word, making people stand here, panic-stricken, unable to guess what he thought.

"Second son Tang. What do you think?" At this moment, someone finally couldn't help but approach Tang Ling.

Tang Ling shook his head and said, "What else can you think? Ten miles and eight villages always kill several people."

"As for what will happen to Qingxi Town? It's hard to say, hard to say."

In Tang Ling's mind, the entire incident has outlined a vague outline, and now he needs a little information.

Just a little information is enough, he will go to the county to borrow the county records.