Chapter 101:

Hu Qing patted Yuan Xiang'er on the shoulder: "Axiang, what's wrong with you?"
Yuan Xiang'er saw Hu Qing and came out of the trance.
"A Qing, I had a dream of an old man. He told me that he was He Bo in Lianghe Town."
Yuan Xiang'er recounted the situation in the dream roughly.
"You have been entrusted with a dream. Strange, Lianghe Town is not far away, why didn't he come in person." Hu Qing sat down beside her, stretched out his hand to twist the Nanhong pendant on Yuan Xianger's neck, "Axiang, you use I should have experienced with my magic weapon. Compared with demons, human spirit is very fragile and easily affected and controlled by demons. Your Pisces formation can only protect the physical body. You must be more careful with mental spells."
Yuan Xianger remembered his own experience of being drawn into the illusion by Bai Zhu and Qian Feng, "Yes, in the control of mental power, many demons are indeed powerful and powerful. Qian Feng can even use mental power to build a complete and real world, let me Almost obsessed with it, can't get out of it."
"You don't have to be presumptuous," Hu Qing smiled and put a basin of washed clothes to dry on the clothesline. "You can beat a monster like Wei Feng with the magic of pupils as the natural ability. Very powerful."
The clothes hung on the clothesline swayed with the wind, casting a mottled shadow on the stone table.
Yuan Xianger touched the stone table on which she had been lying since she was a child. The touch of the stone was icy and cold, and there was a sense of communication with her. Yuan Xianger used his spiritual power, and the stone patterns on the table began to flow, faintly appearing in it. Small world.
I was able to defeat the wind, thanks to the help of the master. If the master was at home and he heard He Bo begging to come, he would not sit back and watch.
Yuan Xianger stretched out her hand to help Hu Qing put on clothes together, "I'll go to Lianghe Town to take a look. Maybe there is something really embarrassing."
Lianghe Town and Queqiu Town are close to each other, and the distance is not too far. If you take an ox cart, you can go back and forth in a day. Yuan Xianger had already been there last time for the horns.
When she went out, she met Erhua from a neighbor's house.
Erhua's father made a living by killing pigs, and he opened a pork shop in the market, and his family was considered rich. Hearing that Yuan Xiang'er was going to Lianghe Town, Erhua turned around and brought a pair of pig dumplings and two slices of three layers of meat, and asked Yuan Xiang'er to take her to the eldest sister who married in Lianghe Town.
"Sister Dahua married a good family, so you should take this?" Yuan Xianger teased her.
Dahua, Erhua’s family, although their parents desperately gave birth to several younger brothers, they did not treat the two girls harshly. For the sake of her daughter's happiness, she chose someone to study for Dahua, put a dowry on her, and got married high. I heard that her husband is still a talent.
This is a rare good marriage for traders who kill pigs and sell meat. When discussing marriage, I don't know how many neighbors in the neighborhood are envied.
"You can bring it to the eldest sister for me." Erhua stuffed the packed pork to Yuan Xiang'er. "You haven't been married yet, and the elders in your family are spoiled by them. How do you know the hardship of being a wife."
Yuan Xianger held Nanhe, who had turned into a coyote in his arms, got on the ox cart carrying passengers, and walked slowly to Lianghe Town.
Looking at the sparkling river along the way, Yuan Xianger couldn't help but talk to the uncle driving the car to inquire about the situation in Lianghe Town.
"We are the two river towns. Yuanshui and Youshui meet at the door of the house. In the past, there was a big flood of water every three to five. I remember when I was little, the town often gave the river a bride for safety. The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl put on her wedding gown and pushed it to the middle of the river on a wooden board."
The uncle who drove the car was in his 40s or 50s. He ran a lot on the road and was knowledgeable. He liked to chatter and could say a few words about everything. The people who talked about this past episode all listened.
"Can the bride go back to her natal house?" a seven or eight year old girl in the car asked ignorantly.
Her mother held her mouth and shook her head slightly, "Don't talk about the gods."
"Hurt, I dedicated it to the river god, how can I still be in the world." The uncle drove a sputum on the ground, "Every time at that time, the bride’s family members are all three out of three in the crowd watching the crowds by the river. It is a poor family who took the money, but still reluctant to give it away, unavoidably crying and crying. Sometimes the bride refuses, struggling hard, and has to be tied up. It is really pitiful."
"I haven't heard of it in these years." A passenger in the car asked.
"About thirty years ago, suddenly dozens of people in the town dreamed of an old man with a white beard, a man with a face and tail, and said that they were river gods, so that everyone was not allowed to sacrifice with living people. The residents of the town abolished the old customs, built a river temple, erected two river golden statues in the temple. Sure enough, the weather has been smooth and rainy over the years, and the floods have been much less."
"I know, I know. I have seen Grandma's River Temple, with a golden gourd on the roof." The little girl in the bullock cart couldn't help but exclaimed.
Yuan Xiang'er continued to inquire, "What major events have happened in Lianghe Town recently? Are there monsters and strongmen?"
"Haha, you are afraid of going out alone in your little girl's family, what's the use of holding such a small dog? Don't worry, the public security in Lianghe Town is notoriously good. Uncle will drive you to the most lively Let you go down on the purple stone street."
The uncle who drove the car really drove them to the bustling neighborhood.
At the corner of the street is the iconic River Temple in Lianghe Town.
Probably because the weather has been smooth for many years, there are not many worshippers in the temple, and Yuan Xiang'er stepped into the Heshen Temple in the light of cigarettes.
There are two deities enshrined in the temple, one of whom is kind-looking, with a white beard and fluttering white beard, is the Youshui River God that Yuan Xianger saw in his dream. The other has a human face, a sharp armor and a sharp, majestic and burly. He is the legendary water of Yuanshui.
Yuan Xiang'er burned three sticks of incense and inserted them into the incense burner in front of the shrine. The cigarettes did not condense, but scattered with the wind. The faces of the gods in the shrine were dull, and they couldn't feel any spiritual power to communicate.
The river couldn't solve what was the dilemma, he couldn't even speak clearly, he could only hurriedly ask his dream, and he didn't even show a real body.
Yuan Xiang'er walked around the temple for half a circle, and had no gain, so she had to withdraw from the temple.
This street is called Zishi Street. The ground paved with purple river stones has been there for hundreds of years, and it is thickly paved with the imprint of time. A group of children on the street were playing children's games, and their immature laughter echoed in the long alley. On the roadside, there are vendors selling candied haws, sugar paintings, noodles, and other snacks that children love.
Among human children, one or two little fairies in human form may even be seen from time to time, mixing and playing among human children.
Yuan Xiang'er likes such a lively market, holding Nan He while walking and watching. For the sake of unobtrusiveness and convenience, Nan He has been transformed into the size of a puppy all the way, letting Yuan Xiang'er walk with him.
"Last time I came with the horns, we didn't have time to stroll around, this time we played around and bought more delicious food to take home." Yuan Xiang'er walked towards the place where the big flower wife was found.
A middle-aged man with a big belly walked towards him, and a concubine next to him helped him to walk with his arm. The man was proud and walked with a smile on his belly. He didn't know that there was a monster lying on his shoulder. At the moment when he passed by, the monster turned his head and stretched his neck to look at Yuan Xianger.
"You can see me? I feel like you just saw me."
Yuan Xiang'er walked forward blankly.
The monster craned its neck and looked at her for a long time, then retracted and followed the man away.
Yuan Xiang'er stopped and took a breath. She doesn't like these monsters that are bred by resentment in the world, they are difficult, unable to communicate, and they are terrifying in appearance.
"Are there too many monsters in Lianghe Town? It's better for Queqiu, except for two or three harmless little fairies, there are basically no such messy monsters."
Queqiu is peaceful and peaceful, like a paradise. It's because there was a master who was sitting in town, and things that harm the world dare not enter at will.
At this moment, Yuan Xiang'er's right hand is a lively street, and her left hand is just a dark alley entrance. The alley is dirty and narrow, with high walls on both sides, which can only penetrate a little bit of sunlight. It is a dead end with no way out.
Yuan Xiang'er stroked the hair on Nan He's back and suddenly realized that the little wolf in his hand was not right. The muscles under the hair were obviously tight. Even if he messed up his hair, they were still taut like pieces of iron.
"What's wrong, Xiao Nan?" Yuan Xianger lifted Nan He up.
The silver-white little wolf hooked his feet, tensed and said nothing.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Xianger shook him. After Nan He grew up, he was strong and agile and very beautiful. But in fact, Yuan Xianger still likes him the most fluffy look in her heart, and she often finds excuses to make him look like this, so she can hold her in her arms and rub it.
"I'm not here for the first time." Nan He finally said.
"I know, I was with the horns last time."
"Not last time."
Yuan Xiang'er's smile faded, and Nan He had only been here once before meeting her.
She held Nan He in her arms and gently rubbed his ears.
"I sneaked out of Sirius Mountain, came to this town, and saw a group of human children playing at this location. That was the first time I saw humans."
The innocent Xiao Nanhe became a little human boy.
A human boy spotted him peeping on the sidelines, "Hey, where did it come from? Can you play with shuttlecock? Do you want to play together?"
The thing called shuttlecock is a toy made of a bunch of bird feathers tied to copper coins, and it can be kicked up and down on the feet. Nan He learned quickly, and he quickly became a leader in shuttlecock kicking. The colorful feather shuttlecock jumped on his ankles, shoulders, and knees as if being pulled. Attracted a group of children onlookers applauded and counted him in unison.
He was really happy at that moment. He is the youngest wolf among his brothers and sisters, and his brothers and sisters do not even bother to take him in fights.
The excitement of the world and the new friends made him feel extremely happy.
After the game, the children took out a few pocket money and surrounded the vendors selling snacks. Those crystal-clear sweets made Nan He swallow, but he didn't know where he could get the coins for these delicacies.
"Here, I'll give you one." The boy who first greeted him held a pair of bamboo sticks in his hands. He stirred up a bunch of golden viscous maltose on the sticks, divided them into two groups, and handed one to Nanhe.
"Take it, sweet."
"Ah, is it for me? Thank you."
"Thank you, we are friends now, come here tomorrow to play."
Come here to play tomorrow. Nan He smiled and walked back, holding a ball of amber maltose in his hand, thinking happily.
...
"Is it in this alley?" Yuan Xianger asked him.
Nan He was silent and did not speak. He turned into a tall and handsome man standing at the entrance of the alley.
A long time passed, and I was an adult, but the alley was almost as dirty and gloomy as it was a hundred years ago, and even the cracks in the floor tiles did not seem to have changed.
He could almost see the little one himself being pressed into the circle, breaking his limbs, that golden candy fell into the mud, and was trampled under his feet at will. He even had no time to taste what the friend said. Sweetness.
A hand stained with blood in his nails reached out and lifted him up, fiddled with it twice, and smiled.
"Sirius, see what I caught? A young Sirius like this."
"Whether it's skinning and refining medicine, or contracting as an apostle, they are all sent out, earning a lot of money, hahaha."
At that time, how much hatred and resentment he had in his heart, and even wanted to kill all the humans in this world.
A soft hand touched his cheek, Nan He struggled for a while, and realized that Yuan Xianger was comforting him.
"It's nothing, it happened a hundred years ago. I have forgotten it." He held the cold brick wall and took a breath quietly, showing Yuan Xiang'er a little smile.
"That was the first time you saw humans. Those people are really hateful. If I am you, I might hate humans to death."
"Fortunately, I met you the second time."
"Ah, I didn't seem to treat you very well at the time."
Yuan Xianger no longer remembered how she got along with Nan He in the first place. At the very beginning, the most impressive thing was a pinch of hardy little tail and the sulky buttocks facing her.
"You are very good to me, put me in a basket, and once again brought me into the lively market of mankind, give me sweet-scented osmanthus candy, and draw me a magic circle that is comfortable to lie in."
If I hadn't met you, I might still hate human beings, or perhaps I have been immersed in the killing every day, sinking into a blind and bloodthirsty avenger.
The man took his wrist and kissed his lips. Nan He stepped back half a step, his back was already against the cold wall.
"Axiang... well."
He wanted to talk. Although the entrance of the hutong was dim, there were many people on the street, close at hand, noisy.
Yuan Xiang'er's wrist shook, and the light from the sky-shielding ring lit up a transparent aperture, containing the figures, bodies, and the gradually overflowing fragrance in a completely transparent little world.
There is a street where people come and go. Although those people can't see, their presence still tightens Nan He's nerves. The more he tightens his spirit, the stronger the stimulation he feels.
"Axiang, don't be here..."
He said not to be here, but his scalp was numb by the sweet fragrance that overflowed from his body. He quickly forgot everything and fell into the ultimate happiness.
This deep alley was originally an indelible painful memory in his life, but since today, happy memories have covered the deep nicks and replaced the eternal pain.
When Yuan Xiang'er and Nan He found Da Hua's house, it was already dusk.
Da Hua went to the courtyard gate to greet her with surprise and joy.
"Axiang, why are you here? Look at you, you didn't come back when I was married, now I am willing to come to see me." Dahua complained again and was happy, and welcomed her home.
This is a large courtyard with blue bricks and white walls. It has grown up. The white walls are mottled and the vermilion paint comes off. The orange-red setting sun poured down half of the yard. There were many people in the yard, all of them stood up and the guests entering the house nodded.
Yuan Xianger paused at the threshold, almost wanting to go back. Behind the smiling figures, stood a figure with a huge head, a narrow body and a straight robe.
The monster's huge face has thin eyebrows and small eyes, and it also wears a low-grade official hat, and is bowing its heads with everyone.
(Should I eat him?) Nan He's voice sounded in her mind.
(No, no, he is not malicious, usually the spirit body that the ancestors stay at home to guard the offspring. I was just taken aback by him, this head is too big.)