"Legend has it that the ancient Shu king Du Yu called the emperor, called the emperor, because the thieves usurped the throne and fled, they couldn't restore the throne, and the spirit did not disperse after death, turned into a cuckoo, and the spring was crying, and the people who heard it were sad, so the Shu people were sad and the birds were singing."
Cheng Muyou said slowly.
Yan Niang smiled lightly, ""Xuanzhong Ji" also records: In ancient times, there were aunts and birds, and ghosts and gods.
The feathers of the clothes are for the birds, and the hair is for the women.
The cloud is incarnated after the death of the mother, so she has two breasts on her chest, and she likes to take the son of man to raise her as her own son.
Wherever there is a child's house, do not show your clothes at night.
This bird flies at night and takes blood spots as its ambition.
Childhood disease convulsions and chancre diseases are called innocent chancre.
There are many in Jingzhou, also known as ghost birds. ” Cheng Muyou's eyes flashed with light, "Ghost bird?
” Yan Niang turned her head to look at a shade of shadow not far away, and the color in her eyes became thicker, "Jingwei reclamation is actually a story of unjust souls turning into birds, Jingwei is the youngest daughter of Emperor Yan Shennong's family, her name is Nuwa, one day Nuwa went to the East China Sea to play, and drowned in the water.
After his death, his uneven horror turned into a mythical bird with blue feathers, white beaks, and red claws, and lived in the northern Fajiu Mountain, bringing stones and plants from the mountain every day and throwing them into the East China Sea in an attempt to fill in the vast sea.
Saying this, she gently raised one palm and whistled at the dark sky, and soon after the sound fell, there was a sudden sound of flapping wings from far and near in the night, and then, a small blue bird came out of the vast night, landed on her thin white palm, and her eyes rolled a few times, and suddenly let out a crisp chirp.
Yan Niang smiled softly, rubbed her fingers on the bird's back a few times, and said, "Jingwei, go ahead, go find it out, let me see what it is." ” When the bird heard this, its wings flapped lightly a few times, and it flew towards the night sky like an arrow off the string, and Cheng Muyou and Jiang Xixi couldn't even react, they couldn't see it.
"Do you believe it now?"
Yan Niang walked over and stood side by side with Cheng Muyou, looking at the vast night with him, "The reason why there are so many stories of unjust souls turning into birds is because they have encountered too many grievances, and their hearts have condensed too much unwillingness. ’” "A thousand years of injustice turned into a bird, and the sad wind will always be called Yuanlin."
Cheng Mu Mu Ran said these words, and the sadness in his heart had gathered into an insurmountable mountain, overwhelming him.
Standing like a stone statue for a while, he suddenly clenched his fists, and his face was solemn as if it was covered with a layer of frost, "Check, I must investigate this case, as the girl said, even if there is no result in the end, at least I will not regret it for half my life." ” Yan Niang looked at him intently, and after a while, a smile finally bloomed on her face, she turned forward, and said to the two people behind her without looking back, "It's late at night, even if you want to investigate the case, you need to recuperate, my lord, Miss Jiang, we should also go." ” Cheng Muyou caught the change in her tone, and hurriedly asked, "The girl is also willing to help Cheng with a certain hand?"
” Yan Niang smiled coldly, "I'm not for adults, I just want to fill a regret in someone's heart." ” Hearing what she said, Cheng Muyou was impatient to ask about the past, but at this moment, something slipped off his waist and fell to the ground, making a clear crisp sound.
Jiang Xixi hurriedly walked over, picked up the thing, gently brushed away the dust on it, and said to Cheng Muyou, "My lord, you see how this tassel has broken, why don't you let Miss Yan take it back and help you make one again."
After speaking, without the consent of the process herd, she stuffed the stone into Yan Niang's palm and smiled mischievously at her, "Miss Yan, I'm tired of you." ” Yan Niang spread out her palm, only to find that the cold thing in her hand was a black stone, but this stone seemed ordinary, but in the dark night, it emitted a colorful circle of light, as if it was covered by a shallow rainbow.
She raised her eyebrows, "Obsidian, it's still the rarest ghost golden-eyed obsidian, and there are a lot of treasures for adults." ” Cheng Muyou laughed lightly, "This is my mother's relic, I heard that a distant relative of their family brought it from Tibet." ” Yan Niang grabbed the stone with one hand, covered her mouth with the other and yawned, "That is the case, then I have to make a good connection, if the adult really loses it, I am afraid that I will cry wet the bedding." ” Before they reached the front hall, Cheng Muyou and Jiang Xixi heard bursts of laughter from inside, one of the voices was Cheng Dexuan's, but the other two had never heard it.
"My lord, are you a guest of the lord?"
Jiang Xixi stopped, turned his head and asked Cheng Muyou.
Cheng Muyou looked at the two silhouettes reflected in the window, shook his head hesitantly at Jiang Xixi, and strode into the front hall with the hem of his clothes.
When he walked into the house, he saw Cheng Dexuan sitting at the table, talking and laughing loudly with the person opposite, his body just blocked the person, so that Cheng Muyou couldn't see what the visitor looked like, so he had to walk to the table and bow deeply, "Father, there is a distinguished guest arriving today, but the son is late, it is the son who is rude." ” Seeing Cheng Muyou coming, Cheng Dexuan hurriedly stood up and said to him with a smile, "Muyou, this is Lord Zhong, the squire of the door, he came to Xin'an with me this time to supervise the docking of the salt boat, and because he was entangled in important matters, he arrived two days later than me. ” Cheng Muyou was shocked, and the Miss Zhong he met in Tianhong Temple yesterday popped up in his mind, and he said that there was such a coincidence in this world, he had just had a disagreement with that Zhong Min, and he met her father today.
But at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly saluted to the right front, "Lord Zhong, I hope you will forgive me if I miss the future life." ” As soon as the words fell, he was already supported by a pair of hands, raised his head, and met Zhong Zhiqing's slender but shining eyes, "Why should you be polite to the virtuous nephew, I have heard that although the new county magistrate of Xin'an City has only been in office for one year, he has already solved countless strange cases, and he has taken care of the entire government affairs of Xin'an in an orderly manner, and he is a rare talent for governing the country." ” "He's just a small county magistrate, how to talk about governing the country, Lord Zhong is too exalted of him."
Before Cheng Muyou could answer, Cheng Dexuan had already been humble for him, but although he said so, he greatly relieved himself in his heart, because Wang Jixun was killed by Xin'an Mansion according to the law, and he was originally worried that this matter would affect Cheng Muyou's career, but now listening to Zhong Zhiqing's tone, the saint did not seem to blame Xin'an Mansion for this matter, and he was relieved a lot at the moment.
Zhong Zhiqing patted Cheng Dexuan lightly on the shoulder, "Brother, you are really in the blessing and don't know the blessing, with such a good son, you will not be afraid of being old and helpless in the future, unlike me, there is only one daughter under my knees, and there is no one who can inherit the family business." ”