Chapter 11 The Blue Soul between the Silver Moon
Those people seemed to have known each other before. At that time, things were different.
"Do you think the flowers on my head look good? Am I particularly beautiful today?"
The woman in front of me, dressed in white, is like a snow water lily swaying in the wind. Although her face is plain and her clothes are gorgeous and elastic, her mind is a little insecurity.
She shook my shoulder and began to be a little angry, "You haven't said anything yet? Answer me quickly?"
I looked at the flowers in her ear, the snow water lilies, and the fresh snow water lilies. The woman in front of me seems to have a special love for snow water lilies, just like her father once mentioned her. Oh, that's not right. It seems that I should call the flower on the woman in white the black petal. This is the name of the girl, but I still feel more or less uncomfortable. Obviously, this is snow water lily.
Sometimes, there are always so many contradictions. Obviously, this thing should be called snow water lilies, but I know clearly that snow water lilies cannot be planted and survive in a place like the Shuimingjie.
"Good-looking, good-looking, really good-looking!?"
The girl got off the bamboo ladder and understood more or less about the scene in front of her.
"Qinghong, look, is the flower on my head beautiful? Did he just plug it in for me?" The woman in white pointed to me, and then stood behind me with a little shyness, covering her face and looking at the girl solicitingly.
Her name is Xiao Niu Qinghong.
The little girl looked at the woman in front of her and was not too surprised. Instead, she took down the flower above her head, changed it to a better angle, and inserted it again on her head.
"Good-looking, in this way, Wang Gu looks more beautiful."
Forget aunt? It turns out that the little girl knows her.
The girl said that she had known this woman very early.
At that time, my father told me not to walk around in Jinjinyuan, because there would be man-eating tigers there. You know, children are always very curious, so once, I sneaked in and stayed all night. I tried not to sleep with my eyes, but in the end, I still fell asleep. At night here, there is always a strange wind. I curled up in the corner and was too scared to move a little. However, at that time, my aunt hugged me and spent the night.
When my father found me, I was still lying in my aunt's arms and sleeping soundly. My father was about to hit me, but my aunt hugged me and blocked a lot of whips for me. Maybe it's because my father didn't want to implicate others, and Gu Yiyan pleaded for help, so he never punished me again. Later, my father told me that this woman, an aunt in Shuiming Villa, wanted to elope with a man outside the village, but she was still abandoned. Because she couldn't stand the shock and stimulation, she was stupid. Seeing that she was pitiful, Dad still left her in the villa and casually arranged her in Jinjin Garden.
But occasionally, I will secretly bring her something to eat. In this place, no one cares about her at all.
"Doesn't anyone care about her?" I shook the fan and watched my aunt pull my collar and play happily. My mind seemed to be just like an eight or nine-year-old child.
"Who will pay attention to a madman?" The little girl said helplessly and continued to climb up to find the "Moon Spirit".
If "Moon Soul" is really put here, then it is not easy to spend millions. Instead of putting a worldly book in a carefully * secret place and finding many masters to guard, it is undoubtedly telling all people that there are no 300 taels of silver here, so it is better to put it in this Jinjin Garden at will. Even if you don't ask for 30 years, no one will steal it. Spending millions, spending millions to run the whole water world, will never be an ordinary role.
I flipped casually and began to help find the trace of Moon Soul. In the most central bookcase, there seemed to be a round bookshelf around which could be rotated. I randomly pulled out a book from it and read it casually. Three-character classic? It turns out that there are such books in the bookshelf of Shuiming Villa. I put the book back boringly and suddenly found a special thing. In the inner layer of the bookshelf, there were some books piled up layer by layer. It seems to be much more hidden.
I stretched out my arm and took out a copy.
The 288 of Muyue Villa, that is, one million five years
Million five years? Isn't that what happened more than ten years ago? I opened the record of that year, "The owner brought back a woman who spent millions of yuan. She didn't know her name, was dressed in white, bare feet, and sad, which was regarded as ominous. After that, it rained heavily one day, and the woman mysteriously disappeared. The owner of the world spent millions to order the whole city to search, but finally got nothing, so she gave up and fell ill.
Looking at those shocking words, everything seems to match so much.
I looked at it, and I didn't know when I had stood behind me, and then giggled, "Hee hee, million, let's hide and seek together. Can you hide me in the bookshelf and then come back to me?"
millions? Did she call me millions? Spend millions?
hee hee... hee hee...
"Millions, I'm leaving. Can you let me go? Although I don't like the transit, I'm already one of him. Can you let me go?
Aunt Wang prayed in front of me, even knelt on the ground, and then kept kowtoing. The blood on my forehead gradually overflowed. I was stunned and didn't know whether to believe what the person in front of me said.
Before I fully reacted, my aunt had risen from the ground, then pulled out the only hairpin left on her body and cut it on her face. "Spend millions, if you don't let me go, I will kill myself. In addition, the Su Yun family will not let you go!"
Love the family? Su Yun's family? She? Forgotten aunt?
I stood in the distance and didn't know what to do.
The hairpin is only a little away from her, and I can hardly tell whether the hairpin has been cut from her cheek or not.
"Wind tassel! What the hell are you doing?" The little girl flew down from the ladder and slowly fell to my side.
Master? I didn't do anything! It's my aunt...
Forget aunt?
At this time, my aunt was lying aside and counting books one by one on the ground, nine and ten... Where did I count them? ... She looked at the girl with a giggle, "Qinghong, I'd better count it again. You have to watch it for me."
"Okay!" The little girl responded.
Wongjiu, why is it suddenly quiet again? I don't want to say anything to the girl before I figure out some things out.
"Hey! Wind tassels! Why have you been staring at your aunt? Hey, you don't want to let her go, do you?
Yes, I really don't want to let her go, but will it be the kind of girl thinks?
"Little girl, you haven't told me what this means?"
I held the book in my hand and pointed to a few cursive characters on it, Muyue Villa. Why is it Muyue Villa, not Shuiming Villa?
The little girl glanced at me and then pointed to the corner of the front door of the bookstore and motioned me to have a look.
The door is an old-fashioned door, at least popular more than a decade ago. A slight sound can always make the wind bring strange associations.
I moved slightly against the wooden door against the wall, the wood-carved snow water lilies, and the living snow water lilies between the scattered ponds outside, which always make people fantasize about some unknown, logical and unlikely things.
There is a board behind the door that has been abandoned for a long time, which is a little blurred. I turned over the front of the plaque and saw the four big words, which were nothing else but "Muyue Villa".
Muyue Villa? Is it really Muyue Villa? Then why are people in the four cities of Qiankun used to calling it Shuiming Villa? Why has no one ever mentioned the four words Muyue Villa?
"Early, very early, Shuiming Villa was called Muyue Villa." The little girl wiped the sweat from her forehead, and her hands were just brushed like this, and her face was already whiter.
"In fact, when Shuiming Villa was first built, it was called Muyue Villa, but when it was the third generation of the owner, it was renamed Shuiming Villa. Perhaps, such a name as Shuimingjie and Shuiming Villa is easier to remember.
The little girl just answered me lightly, but I was thinking, the first generation owner, the first generation. Mu Yue, Mu Yue, Mu's Yuecuo thousands of years ago?
I carefully read some of the words below the book and scattered records, but I don't know which historian's record it came from? Is he still in the world today?
"23, the Su family in the undercurrent world and the family in the Cangming world gathered together in the hall of Shuiming Villa, and the masters of the three worlds had secret talks. Twenty-four days later, a woman in white appeared in Shuiming Villa, mostly ghosts, only floating at night, and countless people saw her. The owner and his wife were shocked and often waited for the woman in the middle of the night. After that, his wife died of a bad disease. After the investigation, the woman..."
"Little girl, give me back the book!"
At the most critical moment, I was almost to know the truth, but the book was robbed by the girl. I told you to look for a good book and you didn't look for it. How can you read here?!"
The little girl victoriously grabbed it and read carefully, "Survey afterwards, that woman..." She turned to the following page.
Little girl, read it, read it quickly.
"Behind, gone..."
I don't believe it. I grabbed the book and turned it over carefully. I stroked the missing page of the book and closed the book lightly. Hey, I thought there would be some unknown things on the history books. Why is there no exciting news at all? What a disappointing."
"Forget Aunt! You can't eat this!"
The little girl flew with a key and turned sharply to the forgotten aunt.
Wanggu squatted in the corner and looked at the little girl pitifully, "Qinghong, I'm hungry. I'm going to eat the moon. You don't gnaw the moon for me.
The moon? Will there be a moon in the book?
Little girl, can you show me the book quickly?
The blank cover is shabby and golden, and there is still serious damage in the corner of the book. It seems that I don't know when there are still traces of being soaked by rain.
"Hey, wind tassels! Where are you going with the book?
I walked out quickly. I just wanted to prove one thing.
I threw the book into the pond loaded with black petals and watched the water soak into the book little by little.
Floating flowers kiss water, and everything begins to meet.
The girl picked up the whole book from the water. The strangest thing is that after the book was soaked in the water, it was not broken for a long time, but no handwriting was revealed.
"Do you want to say that this book may be Moon Spirit?" The little girl looked at me inquiringly.
I nodded, but now it seems that my idea is wrong, because there is no reaction when the book is immersed in the water, and a little handwriting is not shown, so I can only say that this can't be "Moon Soul" at all.
"Moon and Moon!"
Wung-in-law followed us out and put a black petal in our hand.
shouted these two words excitedly and ran away.
The moon?
"Wind tassel! Maybe you're right.
The girl said so.
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