Reading The Remnants

Ayin stood up and followed the prestige, only to see the misty shore of Huangquan, a moist wind blowing over, easily darkened the sun.

A treacherous bell rang from afar, intermittently, as if the girl who had hung the pot of medicine for a long time was moaning. Ah Yin turned his head and saw that it was a ghost with a group of wandering spirits, who walked away from the bridge in Naihe. pass.

The wandering soul had a wooden face, and the two glass **** embedded in the eyeballs were polished by sandpaper, ignorant and muddy.

Ah Yin shook his head.

As if waking up from a dream, for the first time I realized the difference between Taishan Mansion and the world.

In the crowd there was a woman in her thirties, with gray and blue jacket and half-white short hair. She was slower than others. As soon as he stepped on the bridge, he was stopped by the ghost officer and asked a few words. Not long after, a little girl of the 13th and 4th ran up and pulled her back.

Ayin was fascinated by this situation and asked the youngest Tu: "What is this?"

The youngest Tu did not understand, but it was still the voice that just passed the words over, and said, "Her soul is missing about one dollar, and she can't cross the Naihe Bridge. You can reincarnate only after you get it to fill it up."

"One money?" Ah Yin turned his head, the fog grew thicker, as if it had been stolen from the sea. While Ah Yin wiped the palms of his hands with a silk, he walked past the fog, but saw a girl sitting on the shore.

It's a girl, but it's not like it. She was wearing azure clothes, with layers of skirts hanging down into the water, the surface of the water looked like agitated agar, and her dress was jade dew pouring from the mouth of a pot. Ayin looked at the material of her clothes, like yarn not yarn, like cloth not cloth, just like that softly surrounding her body. Ayin used the adjective huddled because she was so good-looking, with a mole on the corner of her eye, sorrowful downward.

Covered in the mist, even the melancholy is as blurred as a pale brush.

The girl turned her head slightly and looked at her. With a wave of underwater waves, a half-length fish tail was revealed, and the white yingying scales were glowing with blue light, like fine blue and white porcelain.

The fish tail swept out of the water and sank again, causing her waist to move slowly, moving leisurely and stretched.

"It's you?" The fishtail girl took a closer look at Ah Yin, not knowing what she remembered.

Ayin didn't hear clearly, she was close to the doubts just now, and asked her: "What does it mean to be short of a dollar?"

The girl smiled faintly, and said, "The three souls and seven souls of human beings weigh four cents and two centimeters in total. For some reason, the woman has lost a soul and has three souls of love, evil, and desire. Therefore It's about a dollar short."

Ah Yin blinked, which is surprising: "So, this Naihe Bridge is actually a steelyard?"

The girl lowered her face and looked at the misty water: "Isn't it just a steelyard to weigh the past and measure the grudges?"

Her melancholy came up again, as ethereal as the mist that enveloped her body. A Yin couldn't help but walked forward, sat down beside her, and asked her, "Who are you?"

There are such characters in Taishan Mansion, but he has never heard of Arrow mentioning them.

The skirt shook the fishtail three times before the girl said, "My name is Ajaan."

Ajaan, Ajaan, Ayin’s eyebrows were lightly piled up, but when the youngest Tu was behind him pulled her sleeves over, he whispered: "Meng Po."

Po Meng? Ayin's eyes widened, and he met the youngest Tu's eyes in disbelief.

The youngest Tu’s eyes were too small, and through the fog, his eyes could not match easily. A Yin gave up after a while, pinched the youngest Tu’s thigh, and denied: "Fart. Arrow told me. , Po Meng is an old woman. When I was crying by the Naihe Bridge, I was still that woman..."

"That woman..." She bit the back of her hand, and hesitantly included Ajaan in her afterglow.

Ajaan smiled calmly in Yu Guang, "It's me."

A Yin was confused, but listened to Ajaan said: "Just now you said, A Luo. You are with her..."

She stopped her mouth meaningfully, and laughed as Ah Yin slightly bit the corner of her mouth.

Fuck, Ah Yin scolded an **** in his heart.

Arrow only said that he doesn't distinguish between beauty and ugliness. Looking at this posture, I am afraid that it is not a problem for the cognition of the young.

Ajaan Hui thought of Lanxin and shook his head: "Poor Meng is indeed a woman, I am Po Meng, but Po Meng is not me."

"Meng Po is the ghost official of Qing Qianchen by the life and death division of Huangquan, but it's just a task, looking for the soul of life and obsession with the cause, and turns into a woman on duty every day, delivering soup to the soul."

"Since this is the case, why do you call it Meng Po, and why do you want to look like a woman?"

"Because the first Mengpo was a woman, her surname is Meng. Or maybe, the soup of the woman is easier to eat, and the words are easier to hear." Ajaan said.

Ayin nodded, but he understood a little bit, and asked, "Then what's the reason for your fishtail? You are not a human being?"

Ajaan shook his head: "I was originally."

"It's just that since becoming a Po Meng, he is different from ordinary souls, because he has to stay in the underworld for a long time; he is also different from ordinary ghosts, because he is going to reincarnate after all. Lord Ling Heng gave this fish tail and rested in the water at night. After the soup is gone, Fang will come out of the yellow spring, go to the fish’s tail and regain his body, and then enter the cycle of reincarnation."

It was a bit interesting. Ayin probe looked at her tail again and asked her: "Then how long have you been doing this errand?"

Ajaan raised his head and thought for a while: "It has been many years since Qin."

A Yin clutched his chest and was shocked. For more than two thousand years, he just said "better"?

She held her palms on the ground and looked at Ajaan as if she was looking at a zongzi cut out of the ground.

But the youngest Tu could not help but interject: "Then why did you come? Who called you here? Why didn't you run away?"

Ajaan moved his eyes, glanced lightly at the youngest Tu Yao, smiled and nodded to say hello, then turned to look at the sky in the distance. The sky darkened, like never ending, and the fog gradually dissipated. It turned out that there were no stars in Taishan Mansion, but the bright galaxy merged into the yellow spring, shaking on the radiant water surface.

Darkness always breeds secrets, and it's the easiest to reveal secrets, because in the endless darkness, the secret is light. It must be planted in people's hearts and contained in lonely words.

Ajan said, "You should have heard my story."

"It's a coincidence that my last name is Meng, my name is Zhongzi, and my name is Ajaan in small characters."

Meng Jiangnu? Ah Yin raised his hand to press his chin.

Youngest Tu was not sure, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you cry on the Great Wall?"

Ajan smiled softly, his eyes still facing downwards, but grief was innocent.

"My husband, Jun, was newly married to Yan'er, so he was arrested to do hard labor and to build the Great Wall in the far north. I waited for a year, and Jun returned indefinitely, so I went north to find him alone. When I reached the foot of the Great Wall, I learned that he was a month ago. He died, and the bones were filled in the Great Wall. I weeped day and night, and refused to leave, so I cried down the Great Wall, revealing his bones. I mourned into my heart, and soon I jumped into the river and died in love."

The story of Meng Jiangnv crying on the Great Wall was urinating, but it was said from Meng Jiangnv's mouth for the first time. The youngest Tu was so emotional that he couldn't recover for a while.

"I went to the underworld to look for him, but the ghost official refused to tell me where he was going. He only told me to reincarnate. I and Lang Jun had an oath. How can I live up to the bridge for a hundred years? How can I let it down? , Will never enter into reincarnation."

Seeing that Ah Yin's expression was different, she smiled and said, "It's also for this reason. Later, when I saw you, I said a few more words."

Ayin rubbed the silk, reluctant to mention it again, only asked her: "What happened later?"

"Later, Lord Lingheng came."

"My lord told me that if I don't want to, I won't reincarnate and let me wait under the Naihe Bridge. At that time, it happened that Mengpo had no position, so I scooped up the soup instead."

"This is exactly fifty years."

"I finally waited for him that day, but he was not like the boy in my dreams. He was a new soul, with white hair and gray crouched back, and beside him was an old woman with wrinkles on her face."

The two came hand in hand, a pair of old people in the ancients facing the woman who scooped soup, and the young soul with tears under the body of Po Meng.

"That's not right!" Tu Laoyao exclaimed, "Didn't he die early, how can he look old?"

Ayin slapped his hand, pig brain.

Ajaan smiled and lowered his head: "I learned later that he didn't die in hard labor, but he escaped from labor to marry a bride. The bride’s family was a bit shameless and lived a very peaceful life. He was afraid that I would be found, so he joined the same town. Sorry me."

Where do the bones under the Great Wall belong to him?

A Yin sighed and stroked her chest while holding the silk.

"At this point, I died, and Master Lingheng said, I am willing to extradite people for Po Meng and help others forget the past."

As the voice fell, Ajaan looked at the vast darkness, as if the tide was ebbing, the tail of the fish evoked a little bit of light.

When Ayin returned to the Futi Hall, it was three rods on the moon. Five coins led her to the sleeping hall at the back. It was said to be the sleeping hall, but it was a quadrangle courtyard. The style of furniture inside was Western style, leather couch. The four-legged walnut dining table, fresh fruits on the coffee table, and only a Western-style lamp, made the black and white picture alive somewhere.

A Luo was still at the office and did not come back, but A Yin unexpectedly saw Li Shiyi in the living room.

She changed into a long skirt, dressed in a lady's shirt and light-colored trousers that matched the house, and sat on the armrest of the sofa to turn a book.

The long hair seemed to be blocking her vision, she reached out and pulled it behind her ears, then put down the book, and greeted Ah Yin with her face: "I'm back."

"Wait for me?" Ah Yin was a little surprised.

Li Shiyi closed the book, placed it on his lap, and shook his head: "Wait for nineteen."

Song Nineteen just said that Ah Yin hadn't returned for a long time and went out to find her, thinking that he had missed it.

Ayin nodded, slumped and sat down on the solo sofa on the left, supporting his forehead to speak lazily.

Li Shiyi glanced at her languid appearance, remembered the loud mahjong sound in the daytime, and asked her: "Isn't it just a banquet? How come you have a banquet?"

The words were calm and calm, and there was no reproachful tone. Ayin looked at her from the bottom up with his eyes wide open, a little apologetic: "Forgot."

"I come here so easily for a day. If I stay for a long time, my body will die, and the trouble will be big then. I just think that the time is urgent, and I will do everything." Ayin talked about a love, but talked about it. I have been a lot frank, and now I will reflect on my mistakes one by one, and explain to others sincerely.

Li Shiyi smiled and shook his head, picked up the book to leave.

Just when she stood up, she heard the sofa rustling behind her, and the heels of her high-heeled shoes rang twice. Ayin stopped her: "Aheng."

The name was Lingheng, not the usual eleven. Li Shiyi raised half of his brows and turned to look at her.

However, I saw Ah Yin looking thoughtfully at the shadows on the ground, slowly raising his hands, pulling the silk behind his back, and saying: "I talked with Po Meng today, and suddenly I remembered that you are alive. For thousands of years."

Her eyelashes seemed to be coated with a layer of frost in the shadows, pressing down her cleverness and looking extremely docile.

"And I, I only recognize you for ten years." She broke her fingers in her heart, and counted her hands no matter how much she added. The fingernail is still a small part, which could not be placed on the table, but—"

But you hold me, follow me.

"But, I only recognize one Ayin." Li Shixi said.

Ayin couldn't say the rest of her words. She suddenly felt that she was a great girl, with Hades as a good friend, a mansion as a friend, as well as the nineteenth tu youngest and Wuqian. She originally wanted to tell Li Shiyi that although ten years have been like fingernails for her, for herself, it is very long, so long that it takes up half of her life. That's why she is justified and confident. , I passed the word "thank you" in my mouth, and couldn't say anything.

This is her shortcoming again.

She didn't look up, but listened to Li Shiyi smiling again, and said: "If you really want to thank me, in the future, don't agree to someone else pinching a substitute."

Ayin raised his head, Li Shiyi sighed, said something to go to bed earlier, then returned to the house with his neck.

After the Western clock struck twelve times, Ayin had a beautiful and distorted dream in A Luo’s house. In the Taishan Mansion where the various dynasties overlap, she wore beautiful clothes all over and rewarded Shangyuan. Deng, listened to Hu Xuanqu, tasted the soft and fragrant soup, and went to the bamboo forest one by one. The bamboo leaves fell on her neck, itching and crisp, making her awake in a daze. .

Arrow sat in front of her, with bamboo leaves in his hand and wine in his eyes.

Ayin looked at her under the shadow of the lamp, there was nothing in her mind, she just wanted her.

So she encircled Arrow’s neck and handed over half of the rouge lips. She felt that she was just a walking corpse. Only when Arrow’s breath hit the end of her nose did she have vitality, but the shallow vitality was stuck. The lips that came up sucked, causing her to die again.

Master Yama, he was so dead in his life.

There was a fine breath in the living room. Arrow pushed Ah Yin down on the sofa, unbuttoning the buttons one by one, his left hand came down from the neckline, and his right hand came up from his thigh. He took apart one piece slowly and received it many times. The present, even the teasing of the fingertips trapped in the buckle is in order.

Ayin will reach out to touch her chest, and ask her dumbly: "I don't want to talk much now, why have you spoken to me for so long in the day?"

Arrow's breath fell together, and his voice couldn't be full of lust: "If I don't tell you some gossip, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."

But even the gossip about Yishen, coming out of Ah Yin's mouth, made her feel irritated and unable to write.

Ayin stood up and sat up, her neckline half opened, with the white protrusions and deep gully open, the cheongsam slits also half opened, and the delicate thighs slid out. She straddled on Aro, her eyes moist, as if The leaves that have been beaten by rain all night are rolling with crystal dew, wanting to let people see if they are wet or not in the depths of the branches and leaves.

wet.

A Luo couldn't help himself. He turned his head and wanted to kiss, but Ayin withdrew his soldiers with retreat as an advance, and asked her softly, "Would you like to be here?"

This is the living room. Although it is quiet at night, I am afraid that people will see it.

"Not afraid." Arrow stroked her chin.

She stretched out her hand and clothed the enchantment. Although it was colorless and invisible, she couldn't hear the inside, nor could she enter.

"Is the barrier reliable?" Ah Yin asked again.

"Reliable." Arrow touched her hair.

Ayin smiled and said, "That's it."

She was refreshed in an instant, the shyness and fear just now seemed to be a disguise, pressing Arrow on the sofa with one hand, and poking in from the clothes with the other, covering the softness that Xiao had thought about for a long time, and comforting her in her ears. Muttered to her: "Don't be afraid."

The braid lay on the armrest of the sofa, swaying from side to side with the rapid breathing, the moonlight sneaking in saw the unobstructed body on the sofa, and her undulating curve was precisely outlined, tempting people to explore it and control it.

The halo of the enchantment follows the master's consciousness from time to time strong and weak, swallowing the ecstasy and groaning, without revealing a little secret.

The dripping fragrant sweat was the last performer to come on stage. After singing a lively fragrance, Ayin's clothes half faded, nestled in A Luo's arms, and talked with her one after another.

Her voice was weak, with the ebb and flow of the tide: "When I reborn, can I not drink Mengpo soup?"

She thought of the day Meng Po.

Arrow panted slightly, then said after a while: "No."

"Why?" Ah Yin was not satisfied, "I want to remember you, the next life, the next life, the next life."

Arroshan was sorting his thoughts, but suddenly he heard a familiar voice, and said seriously: "If you always carry the memory, don't you feel terrible when the mother is conceived and when you are born?"

Ah Yin Huarong turned pale, grabbing a handful of clothes to cover A Luo, then raised her body to cover her chest, looked at the corner, and her voice shook: "Ten...Nineteen?"

"Why are you here!" Her voice has never been so sharp, with the scattered bun and the paste of rouge, she seems to be bullied.

Song Jiu came out from the shadows holding a glass of water, with no expression on her face, her ears were so red that she dripped blood, she looked at the fruits on the coffee table: "I've been there all the time."

She put the water down, her throat lightened a little: "Pour the water and drink, the enchantment circled me in."

She is also very innocent.

Ayin Qijie: "Why don't you turn on the lights when you pour some water?"

Song Jiu blinked: "Zhulong's eyes are better at night."

She originally meant that there is no need to turn on the lights, which is not the case in Ah Yin's ears.

A Yin was silent, but still reconciled: "Then why don't you say anything?"

"It's out," Song Jiu was aggrieved, "I think it's too loud, I didn't hear it."

I don't know if it was Aluo who was tired for a day, and only Ayin was left in his mind.

It was not that I had never thought of breaking through the barrier and going out. I was afraid that the two of them were excited and there was a shadow from this, so they had to turn their faces silently and drank a glass of water again.

Halfway through, seeing that the state of the enchantment was unstable, he stretched out his hand to help make it up a few times.

Song Nineteen looked at the desperate Ah Yin, opened his mouth, and wanted to comfort her, like saying something like "The little beasts on Zhongshan mate with each other everywhere, and it's not a big deal" and so on. But it was different in the end. She thought about it and decided not to say much. She only put the boiling water on the table, said goodbye, and went back to the house.

Master Yan Luo hasn't spoken, and he doesn't know if he will kill the dragon in the future.

On the second day when Li Shiyi had just got up, he was pulled out of the door by Ah Yin. The package was neatly packed. He glanced behind her and saw that it was empty. Fang put his heart down and told Li Shiyi that he would go back to Shanghai.

He also said that Nineteen slept late last night, so he stopped quarreling her.

This was only one day, and Li Shiyi thought she would have to spend two or three days reluctantly.

It's just that Ayin talked about credit, and Li Shiyi naturally had no objection, and immediately asked Tu Laoyao to send her out. Ayin was surprised: "Don't you need to use Shentu Ling?"

Li Shiyi said indifferently: "Bring someone in and out of the little ghost. If you still need to cover it up with a sacred order, this man will do it in vain."

Ayin opened his eyes: "Then yesterday--" Bai Tongtu was the youngest member of the crowd?

"Your proposal." Li eleven said.

Ayin scolded the same swear words as yesterday, feeling that the previous move was unnecessary.

Today’s weather is not so good, but it’s windy. When we pass by the yellow spring, there is no fog on the water. Ayin is thinking of Po Meng’s story yesterday, and wants to go and take a look at her beautiful fish tail. In the shallows, I saw Ajaan sitting on the shore, with his tail in the water, and his back facing them piled up sand.

A Yin didn't want to disturb her, and walked over gently, but Ajaan unexpectedly didn't notice it, as if he was fascinated by the matter at hand.

Ayin took a closer look, she made a small Great Wall of sand and made a small horn with her finger poked.

She looked at the collapsed sand, looked up at the water again, and then whispered to herself: "If that day, the crying bones are really you, it will be fine."

Ah Yin's eyelashes trembled, remembering the sentence she asked when talking to A Luo this morning: "When will Meng Po be able to shed her soul and reincarnate?"

Arrow said: "For the day they forget."

Ayin remembered the "Jingjiang Baojuan" he had read before. It said: There is a Mengpozhuang in Yinsi, and stunning women sell tea soup.

It turns out that those who are able to heal do not heal themselves, but those who make soup cannot forget.

(End of the second episode)

The author has something to say:

1. It seems that there is a saying that the weight of the soul is 21 grams? 2. There are many sayings about who Meng Po is, one of which is Meng Jiangnu. 3. Regarding the name of Meng Jiangnv, some people raised doubts in the comments. Here I want to say that Meng Jiangnv is just a legendary figure. In the beginning, there was no name, so his name was Qiliang’s wife. After later processing, she gradually got a name. So there is no standard answer to her name. According to the classics I checked, the name of Meng Jiangnv first appeared in the Tang Dynasty. "Yan Yu Ji · Induction Pian" said Qiliang's wife. The article said that she was Meng Chao's daughter and was called "Meng Zhongzi". That's why Meng Jiangnv said. Therefore, I chose the name "Meng Zhongzi" in my article to match Meng Po's surname. In addition, according to the legend, I made up a small character called "Ajang". Because it sounds nice~