On New Year's Eve, the entire Yinlong Villa is brightly lit and bustling with people. The Han people are very particular about New Year celebrations and are more orthodox and cordial than the Khitan people's customs, so it also seems particularly lively and peaceful. After the incident at the banquet on the 23rd night of the twelfth lunar month, Han people
Kuang Si ordered people to close the door tightly and no longer receive any visitors. After closing the door, the family no longer had intrigues and flattery. They could see people face to face every day and return to their true self. The Han father and son found a rare leisure time.
Every servant and maid in the villa put on new clothes and received rewards. They drank, ate meat and played dice in groups. The life suddenly became much more comfortable. Ling Xiaoxiao spent most of the time with Shen Qinghua in the past few days.
Together, the father and daughter will return to Song Dynasty after the Chinese New Year, and she feels a little reluctant to part with this gentle and amiable eldest sister. The father and daughter of the Shen family have long since returned home, but there has been no news or trace of Lu Qinglin.
Shen Qinghua was inevitably melancholy, and there was always a trace of worry lingering in her heart.
Snowflakes were falling in the afternoon and the sky was gloomy. A family banquet was lined up above the main hall in the second courtyard. Han Kuangsi and Han De asked his father and son to sit in the middle. Two rows of long tables were placed beside His Highness. All the servants sat down one after another, pushing glasses and serving cups.
There was a lot of shouting and shouting. The masters and servants of the villa celebrated New Year's Eve together. The hall was extremely lively for a while, and the wine and meat were fragrant.
Ling Xiaoxiao sat next to Ling Wanjun, beckoning Xiaosi to come and sit as well. Xiaosi glanced at Ling Wanjun, who was sitting upright, and saw that at the table were Han Kuangsi, Handelang and his son. Sitting on the left and right were two strangers.
There are strangers, and one of them is a Taoist monk. He has bronze skin and wears a cow-heart bun. He is dull and unpleasant. The other one is more pleasing to the eye, wearing a green robe, three locks of long beard, and a look of elegance on his face.
Qi. Xiao Tiantian was lively and uninhibited, so he shook his head and ran to Zhang Cheng's table to listen to Lao Hu talking about the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
The family dinner lasted for more than an hour before everyone left one after another. The Han family father and son entered the inner house with the two strangers first. Ling Xiaoxiao ran to the table of the fourth child and dragged him to set off the fireworks. The fourth son said impatiently
: "Sit tight and listen, what kind of fireworks are you setting off!"
At this time, Lao Hu was talking about a section of Cheng Yaojin's ax that chopped down Laojun Hall. King Qin Li Shimin hid under the altar table and shivered. Cheng Yaojin roared, raised his Xuanhua ax and chopped it down at the altar table. Xiaosi and others could hear it.
She was so mesmerized that she had no intention of setting off any fireworks. Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't resist Xiao Si, so she had to sit beside him obediently and listened patiently. After a while, she also heard the wonderful thing. She held her chin, frowned, felt confused, and jumped for joy.
Unknowingly, it was already Haishi, and the servants were clearing the dining table one after another. Old Hu was also tired from talking. Zhang Cheng looked outside the hall and said, "It's getting late. We'll be here today. Let's listen to Old Hu's talk another day.
Sui and Tang Dynasties."
Everyone got up and left. Ling Xiaoxiao took Xiao Si outside. They saw dense snowflakes and a biting north wind. They couldn't help but tighten their collars. Lao Hu and Zhang Cheng helped each other and staggered towards the front yard. Xiao Si was walking towards the front yard.
When he was about to go back to his room, Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly grabbed him and said mysteriously: "Brother Xiaosi, how about we go to the ancestral hall in the back mountain and take a look?"
Xiaosi frowned and said, "What are you doing at the ancestral hall? Old Man Yan is guarding there, and it's not like you don't know!"
"I just saw that old man drinking a large jar of wine. He must have fallen asleep by now. If we go in now, no one will notice." He said without waiting for Xiaosi to say anything, pulling him and running away.
Xiaosi said reluctantly: "We two can't go in like this. If we want to go in, we should go in openly. What's going on?"
Ling Xiaoxiao curled her lips and said: "That old man is so hateful. The more he doesn't want me to go in, the more I want to go in. Brother Xiaosi, what are you afraid of? Come with me!"
The two of them walked all the way through the courtyard where Xiao Si lived, and arrived in front of the ancestral hall on the back mountain. In the distance, the Dragon Summoning Temple gradually revealed its outline in the night. The tall hall had clear pillars, and the animals on the corners of the eaves were grinning.
It was hideous, the front of the palace was dark and silent, and there was no one around. Ling Xiaoxiao said proudly: "How about it, no one is there? The old man must be fast asleep at this moment, and we just want to go in and take a look."
Xiao Si did not answer, looking at the ancestral hall standing quietly. The Qinglong Mountain in the night was hazy and mysterious. The familiar feeling in the trance came over again. He saw the majesty of Cangshan Mountain and the bleak trees. It seemed that there was a Qinglong hidden in it, but it was unclear.
Seeing that, Xiao Si stopped and said solemnly: "Xiaoxiao, did you see it?"
Ling Xiaoxiao said in surprise: "What? Brother Xiaosi, what did you see?"
Xiaosi was about to speak when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching from far away. The two were startled. Xiaosi took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and quickly hid in the east corner of the ancestral hall, hiding behind a pine tree. It was dark at night.
Under the cover, I saw a group of people approaching unhurriedly. The leader was Ling Wanjun, followed by the Han family and his son, and the two strangers they saw during the dinner - a dull Taoist priest and a middle-aged man.
An elegant man. There were three servants behind him, one of whom turned out to be Zhang Cheng, the leader of the guardian of the village. Xiaosi and Ling Xiaoxiao remained silent, fearing that their hiding place would be discovered, but they saw Ling Wanjun and others bypassing the ancestral hall.
Running up the mountain, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away. The two of them took a deep breath, and Ling Xiaoxiao said in confusion: "It's so late, where are dad and the others going? Why didn't they enter the ancestral hall?"
Xiaosi was also very puzzled. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his legs and chased after him. Ling Xiaoxiao shouted in a low voice: "Brother Xiaosi, what are you doing?"
Xiaosi said without looking back: "Follow me and see what they are going to do? Xiaoxiao, follow them quickly!"
"I won't go, what will happen if dad finds out!"
"If you don't want to go, then I'll go by myself!" Xiaosi ignored Ling Xiaoxiao, stepped on her feet, and followed the crowd silently.
Ling Xiaoxiao had no choice but to grit his teeth and had no choice but to follow behind. Turning around the ancestral hall, there was an earth beam in front of them. The two of them jumped onto the earth beam and walked forward for a while. After passing through a field of low shrubs and pines and cypresses, the eyes became darker and darker.
Having already arrived in front of a stone wall, a long and narrow cave entrance appeared in the dark night. The entrance was filled with air-conditioning. Xiaosi watched Ling Wanjun and others enter the cave, followed quickly, and walked inward at the entrance of the cave.
Looking around, I thought: How come there is a cave here? I have never heard of it before? Ling Xiaoxiao held Xiaosi’s hand tightly, her heart pounding, and asked quietly: “Brother Xiaosi, where is this? What’s going on here?
There is a cave? What did dad and the others do in the cave?"
"How do I know? Do you want to know what's inside? Then follow me in!" He said and walked into the cave.
When we first walked into the cave, it was low and narrow, and only one person could pass through it. The little four walked forward carefully, turning left and right, and the farther they went, the wider the inside became. After walking a few dozen steps, their eyes suddenly opened up, and the mountain walls were full of mountains.
It was frosty and cold, and the cave was bitingly cold. The sky above my head was dark and dim, and I seemed to not know where I was in the vastness. The lights on the stone walls in the cave shone faintly, like misty eyes. There was a bronze square tripod in the center of the cave, which was no higher than
Three feet, the intricate patterns were carved on the body of the seal. Ling Wanjun and others stood solemnly, with solemn expressions. Zhang Cheng led a white sheep, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a sharp short knife was wiped from the throat of the white sheep. The sheep hissed.
Shouting to escape, Zhang Cheng waved his backhand and neatly cut off the sheep's head. A servant next to him carried a copper basin to catch the sheep's blood. He took a basin without time, turned around and poured it into the square tripod.
There was a gurgling sound inside the square tripod, and the blood had flowed cleanly in an instant. Apparently there were pipes connected underneath, leading directly to the ground. Han Kuangsi, Han Derang, Ling Wanjun and the middle-aged elegant man all knelt on the ground.
The Taoist priest's eyes shone brightly at this time, and he murmured words: "The heaven and earth are natural, and the filthy energy is scattered. The cave is mysterious and radiant. The power of the eight directions makes me natural. The spiritual treasures and talismans tell the nine heavens; the cave is too mysterious.
, to purify the world, to protect life and body, and to have clear wisdom. You are the only one inside and outside the three realms. I have cultivated it for hundreds of millions of kalpas to prove your supernatural powers. The Lingbao Tianzun comforts the body. The soul of the blue dragon, the five internal organs and the mysterious world. The guards of the three realms, the five emperors welcome;
All the gods pay homage and use thunder. The ghosts and monsters are frightened and the spirits are carried away. The true spirit descends and reaches the nine heavens. My Lord is in peace and leads the people. I eliminate demons and charms, dispel evil and protect the truth. Flying green dragons, nobles, live forever!"
Zhang Cheng slaughtered three more white sheep in a row, and finally led a beast, which was as big as a dog and covered with white hair, but its ears were quite long, green on them, and there were two pointed fangs on the side of its mouth.
It came out of the mouth, looking very interesting and well-behaved. Zhang Cheng swung his knife and slashed the beast's neck. The beast was terrified and struggled to escape. The two servants held it down and went to catch the beast's blood, but their body
It was also carried crookedly, obviously this beast was quite strong.
At this time, the Taoist priest had finished praying, and everyone stood up. The middle-aged scholar said: "Brother Wanjun, you have been guarding the northern part of the Great Wall for so many years, just to protect the bloodline of His Majesty's dead souls. It's really hard on you."
Ling Wanjun looked at Fang Ding with a sad look on his face and said, "I just hope that His Majesty will ascend to heaven soon and clear the universe, so that we, the servants, can feel at ease!"
The Taoist priest suddenly said: "Brother Ling Wanjun, I wonder if you have found His Majesty's seventh son Xijia?"
Ling Wanjun sighed and said: "I didn't find the young master Xijie. I don't know where Mr. Lu Yan is now. I'm afraid he is probably no longer in the world."
The middle-aged gentleman faced the northwest, looked into the hinterland of the Central Plains, and said with a desolate expression: "We are sleeping in the frontier fortress, waiting for your majesty to be reborn. But now the Zhao and Song Dynasties are becoming more and more stable, and it is not easy to overturn. Fortunately, Derang now holds the Khitan military power.
It’s really beneficial to us!”
Handerang was a little uneasy and looked at the entrance of the cave frequently. He seemed to be unconcerned with the conversation of several people. Ling Wanjun's face sank when he saw this, and he shouted in a low voice: "Derang, why are you absent-minded? The New Year's Eve memorial ceremony at the ancestral hall is where I hide.
Longshan Villa's top priority, aren't you afraid of dishonoring your ancestors by doing this?" His tone was sharp, not at all like a servant talking to his master.
Handerang trembled and smiled: "Uncle Ling, it's nothing. Maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday."
Han Kuangsi sighed, something strange flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. The middle-aged scholar laughed and said: "Okay, today is New Year's Eve, let's not talk about disappointing things. Let's go down and take a look.
My lord..."
While he was talking, shouts suddenly came from outside the cave, and the shouts became faintly audible. Zhang Cheng rushed out first, and everyone looked at each other, wondering what was happening outside. In a flash, Zhang Cheng came back quickly, mouthing
He shouted: "Master, housekeeper, what's wrong, someone is attacking the villa. Dozens of men in black rush in and kill everyone they see! Go out and have a look!"
Ling Wanjun turned pale with fright and ran out quickly, and the others followed closely and walked out of the cave.
Silence returned to the cave again. Xiaosi appeared in the darkness. He stretched out his hand to grab it but missed it. Ling Xiaoxiao was not with him and he didn't know where he had gone. He walked around the cave just now and forgot about her.
Xiao Si turned around to get out of the cave, when a faint roar came from behind, and saw the little beast with its throat cut lying quietly on the ground, its snow-white belly rising and falling, and blood foam on its mouth.
Apparently he was still angry. Xiaosi walked over slowly, knelt down and took a look. He saw a piece of yellow paper stuck between the beast's ears, with cinnabar characters on it. He didn't know what it was, so he pulled it off casually.
Throw it on the ground.
The beast's eyes rolled, and when it saw Xiao Si, a flash of fear flashed in its eyes, but it had no choice but to move. It twisted its body in vain and stopped moving. It just stared at Xiao Si with its eyes wide open. This monster was all white, except for
There was one with green and black ears, which looked like a larger rabbit. Xiaosi sighed secretly, seeing that such a well-behaved animal was dying, he couldn't bear it. He pulled off his leggings and wrapped them around the beast's neck.
He circled it a few times to help it stop the bleeding. The beast was somewhat intelligent. When he saw Xiaosi wrapping something around his neck, he knew it was good for him. He blinked a few times as if to say thank you. His mouth moved and his hooves moved wildly.
I kicked hard, but in the end I couldn't stand up.
Xiaosi stroked its snow-white fur, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit into his mouth. There was a pain in his wrist, and blood suddenly gushed out. Without hesitation, Xiaosi put his wrist towards the beast's mouth and blocked it. Then
The beast blinked and swallowed the blood that rushed to his mouth.
After feeding for a while, Xiaosi felt a little dizzy, and the blood on his wrist gradually solidified. He took back his hand, pulled a piece of his hand and wrapped it tightly, and said to the beast: "Little one, I can't accompany you anymore. No.
Do you know how you are? Can you still live? There is something going on at the villa now. I have to go out. You should leave quickly. Otherwise, they will find you and cut your throat again." He stood up and glanced at the beast.