red and white

Chapter 33

Anping snapped back to his senses.

In the dream, the events of a hundred years ago are vivid in his memory, almost merged with the scene in front of him, he looked at Wu Biyou dancing in the rain, if not for Mu Gesheng who was still singing beside him, he almost thought that this person was the jade-faced impermanence back then.

Tonight is the same torrential rain as before, and Anping clearly feels some unspeakable movement in the air. Ubi has a dancing drum placed at the end of the long street. Although the surrounding environment has changed, Anping can tell that this is The street where the Yin soldiers rioted.

Mu Gesheng said that after eradicating the Yin soldiers, there were still some resentments left, and the mountain ghost spent money to re-seal them. However, a hundred years later, time has changed and the seals have loosened.Besides, this is a downtown area, if something happens, the consequences will be disastrous.

However, Mu Gesheng seemed to have made arrangements in advance, and the long street was quiet and empty.

Ubi's figure turned sharply, and his dancing posture was like drawing a sword to break through the formation. He was only a young man, but there was a generous sword spirit floating in the air around him.The torrential rain beat on the drum, as if there were thousands of troops charging to help him.

The sound of the rain is noisy, and the sound of the pipa is getting faster and faster.

The young man moved and spun around, almost turning into an afterimage, but Anping listened to the sound of the pipa, and faintly felt that he had lost the melody.Anping, after all, has seen Qingcheng Yiwu with his own eyes, and can see the difference between the two. Although Mu Gesheng only has a pipa, his momentum is not weaker than that of Song Wentong back then, but Ubi is still young. , is still slightly inferior.

What's more, the general Nuo dance a hundred years ago was not completed by Wu Zixu independently, there was Wu Nian at that time.

Anping recognized that Wu Bi had this drum under his feet, which was transformed from Wu Nian's flower ball, and it contained Tai Sui's nearly 500 years of cultivation.

His dream came to an abrupt end the moment the city was broken, and he knew nothing about the fate of the old man.Wu Nian's cultivation was exhausted, he still remembered that girlish face in the rain, it was the first time Wu Nian took off the oil paint on his face, the lotus was like a face, and his eyes were beautiful and old.

Anping was a little lost in thought.In today's ghost collection and hundred dramas, I don't know if there are still people who are bent on playing the ball on the twelve serious cases.

The sound of the strings was suddenly sharp, pulled to the highest point suddenly, and burst suddenly. The Ubi on the drum staggered a step, and immediately fell to the ground, splashing water everywhere.

Mu Gesheng raised his hand and swiped, the strings of the qin all broke.

He put down his pipa, got up and opened an umbrella, "It's a good dance, but it's a pity that it's still not good enough."

As he spoke, he handed the umbrella to Anping, "Help my daughter into the temple, where brown sugar water is hot on the pot."

Anping hurriedly took the umbrella and ran over to help Wu Biyou, but was pushed away. The boy gritted his teeth and stood up, "I can still jump!"

"Don't mess around." Mu Gesheng said indifferently: "You are only so old, go back to bed and sleep."

Before the words fell, there was a violent vibration from the ground, and the buildings on the whole street shook accordingly, as if something was about to break through the ground.Anping has seen this kind of scene before, when the Yin soldiers rushed out of the Yin-Yang Ladder with such momentum, Wu Biyou's expression changed, he cursed fiercely, and pulled Anping over, "Damn it, come with me."

Anping was dragged all the way back to the Town God's Temple by him, Ubi closed the door and locked it, and looked at him, "Aren't you afraid?"

An Ping said where and where, I have seen more spectacular ones, and I am afraid that I will scare you.

The Town God's Temple seemed to be a barrier, the underground vibrations disappeared, and the lanterns on the eaves lit up again at some point, the surroundings were quiet and peaceful, and even the rain seemed warm and silent.

But Ubiyou looked irritable, turned around for a while, stomped his feet, unlocked the door again, and opened the temple door a crack.

Thunderstorms rushed in immediately.

The two of them scratched the crack of the door and looked out. There were two worlds inside and outside the door. Mu Gesheng was standing on the street with the wind and rain blowing heavily above his head.

The strong wind lifted the roofs all around, the ground cracked, and countless cracks spread like snakes, as if something was rioting in the ground. The cracks spread all the way from the opposite side of the long street to Mu Gesheng's feet, but it seemed that they encountered resistance, and there was a loud noise, The ground suddenly collapsed.

However, Mu Gesheng still stood where he was, motionless like a mountain.

With him as the boundary, the long street was broken into two halves, half of which was almost in ruins, and the other half was intact. Some kind of terrifying power was restrained by him.A little fluorescent green light flickered in the rain, it was the mountain ghost spending money in Mu Gesheng's hand.

Anping was startled, "Can he hold it?"

"If you can't hold it, you have to hold it." Wubi's voice came from above his head, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth, "Now the enchantment of the whole street is maintained by him, once he retreats, the resentment will destroy the Temple of the City God, The whole city is going to die."

"Then what's the use of the general Nuo dance you just danced?"

"My mother directly suppressed half of the grievances in the yin-yang ladder, so the riots appeared so late!" Ubiyou roared, making Anping's ears ringing, "But before the dance was over, the remaining grievances were directly irritated Now, the next counterattack will be even more terrifying...No." He frowned and pulled Anping's hair, "Why do you know about General Nuo Wu? I even told you this?"

Anping rolled his eyes because of him, "You, you, you, let me go first..."

The two sides argued for a while, and suddenly there was a thunderstorm in the distance, and the gate of the Town God's Temple was thrown open, and the two were thrown to the ground immediately.Anping got up suddenly, "What's going on... What is that?!"

Ubi kicked up behind him and kicked him back to the ground, "Damn it, I finally caught up."

The sky was densely covered with dense clouds, and there was a long cry of cranes piercing the night sky. In an instant, even the torrential rain stopped, and a ray of light pierced the dark clouds.Anping squinted his eyes and tried his best to see that something fell from the sky in the light, it was a whisk.

Wu Biyou shook the rain off his head, as if finally heaving a sigh of relief, "With the two of them here, I can sleep tonight."

Anping stood up staggeringly, looking at the figure appearing in the distant light, "Who is that?"

"The current eldest son is the head of Penglai."

"Lin Juansheng."

Anping wanted to watch it again, but Wu Biyou couldn't help closing the door, and brought out a large pot of brown sugar water from the wing room, and the two sat under the eaves, each holding a tea mug.

With the rustling of the rain, Anping wanted to ask about Lin Juansheng, but he swallowed the words.

Wu Biyou held the tea mug and poured it vigorously, and the sound of drinking water echoed in the corridor.Anping looked at him secretly, and felt that the young man in front of him was like an unbelievable contradictory body. He would scold Mu Gesheng when he saw Mu Gesheng, but sometimes he listened to him very much.

Wu Zixu's blood was raised by Mu Gesheng, and he took over Song Wentong's Yeshui Zhuhua—Wu Biyou inherited something from the three of them, his temperament was similar to Song Wentong's, with a sharp edge, but The other party's sassy and relaxed attitude was also lost, so the sharp edge became a thorn in the hand, and the irritability concealed the lonely and upright youth who was at a loss what to do.

It was as if he had never seen anyone his age around him.Anping thought.Ubi seems not to go to school.

The hurdles that Mu Gesheng and the others walked together in the past, now the boy can only face it alone.

After all, it is impossible to find a second Ginkgo Study.

If you call him brother, I don't know if he will be beaten to death.There seemed to be something sleeping in the brown sugar water, and the deep drowsiness hit Anping, thinking in a daze: he is still young after all.

Teenagers are young after all.

It was early the next morning when Anping woke up again. After the heavy rain, the sky cleared up. He opened the window and took a deep breath. There were several flower pots in the yard, filled with a faint scent of grass and trees.

He remembered what Mu Gesheng said yesterday: When the rain is over and the sky clears up, everything will be fine.

"Are you awake?" Someone interrupted Anping's thoughts, he saw a person standing not far away, it was Lin Juansheng.

The eldest disciple of the Tiansuan sect back then is now the head of the Penglai sect.

Mu Gesheng said that Penglai Qiuxian asked, all the disciples are half-immortals, and all the monks have the appearance of longevity.As the eldest son, Lin Juansheng's appearance has not changed over the years, and he is still the young man who played chess by the water.

It's just that the young people are wearing cotton trousers and down jackets, holding the same enamel tank of Mu Gesheng, with red words on a white background - "serve the people".

Are today's gods so down-to-earth?

Anping was still distracted, but Lin Juansheng had already walked over, and he handed the enamel jar to Anping, "Tofu nao, do you eat sweet or salty?"

Anping didn't react, subconsciously said: "Salty mouth."

Lin Juansheng smiled, tapped the lid of the cup with his fingers, and opened it again. Inside was steaming salty bean curd, sprinkled with minced celery and sesame seeds.

Anping took the spoon in a daze, took a sip, and it was delicious and fragrant, thinking that it is so convenient to be a god.

"I heard my younger brother mention you." Lin Juansheng stood outside the window with a gentle voice: "You and him have a certain fate, and the dark tide is surging recently. You have worked so hard."

"Don't dare to act." Anping heard a mouthful of tofu stuck in his throat, and waved his hands while coughing, "I'm just a laggard, Daoist, you laugh at me."

Lin Juansheng smiled, and handed him a pack of tissue paper, "No hurry, take your time."

Anping only met Lin Juansheng once in a dream, and he couldn't figure out what kind of temper this eldest son had, and he didn't dare to make excuses to slip away, so he could only hug the enamel jar and chat with people in suspense.Fortunately, the young man is somewhat indifferent to Mu Ge Sheng Shen, but it is even more refreshing.

"This ginkgo tree was transplanted from the study back then, and it is older than me." Lin Juansheng pointed to the ginkgo tree in the center of the courtyard, "My junior has never been able to support anything, only this tree is well taken care of. "

The other party chatted a lot, and Anping gradually relaxed, and the pot of tofu brain quickly bottomed out, "When I first saw Banxian'er, this tree was still golden." The situation when I was working, "The scalper at the door cheated me of the entrance fee." Now recalling all kinds of things at that time, it is quite ironic.

Sure enough, Lin Juansheng laughed, "The guard you mentioned should be the city god here."

"City God?"

"City God, ghosts and gods, protect the city and protect the people - you can understand it as a local yamen established by the Yin Division in the human world. The City God is in charge of everything in the city, dispels disasters and troubles, and distributes blessings and wealth." Lin Juansheng eloquently said: "If you are interested, you can go to Liaozhai or Taiping Guangji to have a look. There are many stories about the city god. Among the ghosts and monsters in the four directions, the city god can be regarded as a very friendly ghost and god, protecting one's safety."

Anping thought of the down-and-out god statue in the ancestral hall, and felt so poor that he had a toothache, "Since he is the Lord of the City, why did he become a guard?"

"The dove occupies the magpie's nest." Lin Juusheng smiled helplessly: "The younger brother is a fortune teller, no one can reason with him."

Anping: Sure enough.

"However, Chengxi Street is the place where the yin and yang ladders are sealed. There is indeed a reason for the younger brother to guard this place." Lin Juansheng changed his voice, "In recent years, there have been few incense sticks. If it were done elsewhere, the city god might have disappeared long ago. How many city gods are here? Borrowing Tian Suanzi's luck, it has just continued to this day, so I let the younger brother not pay the rent."

While the two were talking, the gate of the Town God's Temple was suddenly opened, and a scalper with a red sleeve came in, "Eternal Son." The other party bowed to Lin Juansheng, turned around and raised the plastic bag in his hand to Anping, "Meet you again." Young master, have you had breakfast?"

Anping has smelled the aroma of pancakes from a long distance, and said to himself that these gods and ghosts are more grounded than one another, "Did you put chili?"

"Leave it alone." The scalper said, "I also added intestines."

Before the words were finished, another person walked in, this time it was Wu Biyou, who was holding a helmet and wearing a delivery uniform, and threw a paper bag to Anping, "Give me the money."

Inside the bag were custard buns and sweet-scented osmanthus porridge, as well as the delivery receipt. Anping was at a loss: "I didn't order takeaway?"

"I ordered." Wu Biyou slid open the phone screen, and put the payment code in front of Anping, "Part-time job, help me to pay the bill."

Anping squatted in the yard and ate a lot of food. He was half dead, and followed Lin Juansheng to practice Tai Chi to digest his food. Halfway through the practice, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Mugesheng today. "Changshengzi, where is Banxian?"

"Junior Brother is upstairs and hasn't woken up yet." Lin Juansheng helped him correct his posture, "He has a special physique and consumed too much last night, so he probably will sleep for a while."

Anping remembered that Mu Gesheng had said that he was dead, and looked at the wing room on the second floor with a complicated expression, thinking wildly for a while.I don't know if there is a coffin in it.

Thankfully it's winter, otherwise it might rot.

Due to the maintenance of the teaching building, the city's first high school had its winter vacation ahead of schedule, and Anping lived in the Temple of the City God most of the time, sometimes learning how to play chess with Lin Juansheng, and occasionally playing online games with Ubi.One day, he went to Yeshui Zhuhua to grab a meal, just in time for the business to be full, and he was arrested as a strong man and stayed to look at the store.

The An family has been in business for several generations. Anping has followed his parents’ ears and eyes since he was a child. He helped Wu Biyou sort out the accounts of the past few weeks. Since then, he has started a career as a free labor force. The brainwashing sound of "zero" and "return to zero".

Later, Anping discovered that Ye Shui Zhuhua was actually open all night, but no living people were entertained in the second half of the night. There was an elevator in the store, which could not be seen during the day. Ghosts and ghosts from Fengdu.

In the beginning, there were ghosts who used Anping as an ingredient, and almost stewed it in the pot. Later, he was familiar with the face in the store, and he was able to greet him without changing his face, holding a pile of change notes in his hand.

Some of Yeshui Zhuhua's clerks were hired from Fengdu, and some were Yin-Yang family members. Anping's personality was easy to get along with, and he quickly got along with everyone.One day when we were chatting, someone suddenly mentioned that the business has been much busier than usual recently.

"It's really booming." Anping was deeply touched, he was busy almost every day without touching the ground, but he was a little strange when he said, "Is business usually not good?"

"It's good, but it's a little unusual recently." A waiter from Fengdu interjected, "You don't know that Ye Shui Zhuhua only entertains prominent figures in Fengdu. Ordinary little ghosts can't easily come to Yangjian. A dozen or so tables in the second half of the night is not bad, I have never seen such a vast ocean.”

Anping remembered that he had indeed seen Cui Ziyu a few days ago, the host of the other party had invited several big tables, and it was indeed not an ordinary ghost who was able to be entertained by the four major judges.

Someone whispered: "Didn't something happen a few days ago... Fengdu is also very busy."

"Could it be the year-end assessment?" Anping joked, "Should ghost errands also be counted as performance and year-end bonus?"

Everyone had a good time, and gave Anping a popular science about Fengdu's rules and regulations. Times have changed, and the underworld is also advancing with the times.

Anping knew that he was a living person after all, and his background was unclear, so he had to avoid suspicion.But he could vaguely guess that what everyone was talking about should have something to do with the change of the yin-yang ladder that day.

But Mugesheng was still asleep, so this was not something he could worry about.

Soon it was the first month of the month, and Anping's parents were busy with business abroad and couldn't leave, so Anping simply decided to stay in Chenghuang Temple to celebrate the new year.The end of the new year is a rare and lively time for Chenghuang Temple. There is a temple fair on Chengxi Street, and the street is filled with red lanterns and festoons. The scalpers count the incense and money every day with a smile on their faces. Even with the statues, they look a lot richer.

There are many people in Chenghuang Temple recently, and the front yard is smoky and foggy every day. Several people in Anping have moved to live in the backyard. The temple fair opens early in the morning, and it is lively all day long.The dragon dance and lion dance club plays and juggles, the street is full of stalls of various colors, sugar blowers sell sugar paintings, and there are people setting up stalls nearby to tell fortunes, Anping laughs watching it, Mugesheng is still sleepy, I don’t know if this counts It is considered that colleagues come to grab jobs.

It snowed on New Year’s Eve, and Anping was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums early in the morning. He yawned and went out for a walk. There were many food stalls at the temple fair, and he could buy whatever he wanted for breakfast.

He bought a few brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, made a cup of lotus seed soup in an enamel jar, walked back sleepily, and opened the backyard door with a dazed stare.

Then he was taken aback suddenly.

There was a young man standing in the yard. He was wearing a black overcoat and standing in the snow, holding a piece of window grille in his hand, with a very quiet expression.

It took Anping a long time to come back to his senses, and then he noticed that the Spring Festival couplets had been pasted outside the door. The other party should not be a thief, and he looked familiar.He was still sleepy, and was vaguely remembering who this person was, when suddenly a gust of wind came, and a faint fragrance floated in the air.

Only then did Anping realize that the red plum blossoms in the yard were in bloom.

The eyes of the two met, Anping was shocked, suddenly sober, and then realized the identity of the other party.

Just when he was stuttering and didn't know what to say, the window of the wing room on the second floor suddenly opened, and laughter came.

I saw Mu Gesheng lying by the window with his chin propped up, looking sleepy as if he had just woken up, "Good guy, the smell is so good that I, a dead man, have woken up."

Then he looked at Anping and jokingly said, "An Ping'er, do you know when the plum blossoms bloom?"

Anping was in shock, and didn't react at all, "Huh?"

Mu Gesheng leaned on the railing and smiled, and his lazy tone echoed throughout the yard.

"The plum blossoms in the twelfth lunar month will come in three or nine days."

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