Chapter 140: The story of a man with a baby looking for his wife (20)
Chu Zhizhi recently felt weak all over. Even if the doctor came to the clinic for treatment, he couldn't explain why. When Director Chang Yu said that she was also possessed by an evil spirit, her parents asked him to cure Chu Zhizhi.
Chu Zhizhi didn't believe this, but everyone around her believed it, so her opinion became unimportant.
Sitting in the carriage, Chu Zhizhi looked lazily at Chu Xiang, who was sitting opposite.
Chu Xiang was always closing his eyes to rest, as if he was catching up on sleep because he didn't have a good rest.
Chu Zhizhi originally wanted to live in a small place with this eldest lady, and she would definitely face difficulties. If Chu Xiang thought that she was easy to bully, it would be a big mistake.
But unexpectedly, Chu Xiang was very quiet all the time. None of the drafts Chu Zhizhi made in his mind were used. The fist hadn't hit the cotton yet, and the strength that had not been released was suppressed, so it hurt him. Own.
The carriage jolted, Chu Zhizhi knocked his head and screamed immediately.
The car door was pushed open, and Pei Yuzhou, who was sitting outside driving the car, asked nervously: "Zhizhi, what's wrong?"
Seeing Chu Zhizhi covering his head again, Pei Yuzhou frowned and looked at the person on the other side with an unkind look.
Chu Xiang opened his eyes and looked back openly.
The carriage stopped, and Chang Yu's young face appeared, "What happened?"
Pei Yuzhou was so concerned about Chu Zhizhi that he temporarily forgot to keep a proper distance in front of outsiders. After getting into the carriage, he held Chu Zhizhi's hand tightly and looked at the faint red mark on her forehead with concern. , eyes filled with distress.
"Zhizhi, as long as I am here, you can tell me any grievances you have suffered."
Chu Zhizhi's face turned red, and she secretly wondered what Pei Yuzhou was thinking. Chu Xiang was right next to her, so why didn't he go show his courtesy to her?
At this time, Chang Yu threw out a medicine bottle, which happened to fall on Pei Yuzhou's hand. He smiled and said: "The medicine is very effective. Apply a little medicine and you will be fine tomorrow."
Pei Yuzhou has always been wary of Chang Yu. They say that women's intuition is very accurate. Sometimes men's intuition will be particularly strong when facing competitors. Chu Zhizhi is such a beautiful woman, and Chang Yu will be very fond of Chu Zhizhi. It is also normal to be worried about branches.
But now that Chu Zhizhi was injured, Pei Yuzhou endured the discomfort in his heart and said, "I would like to thank the Taoist Master on behalf of Zhizhi."
It was he who said thank you on behalf of Chu Zhizhi, and the meaning of declaring sovereignty was self-evident.
Chang Yu has a simple heart and cannot feel Pei Yuzhou's rejection of him. He grins at the sun and says, "It's getting late. Let's find a place to rest in the town ahead."
Then, Chang Yu looked at Chu Xiang with a smile and said, "Miss Chu, it must be very hard to ride in the carriage. We will be able to rest soon."
Chu Xiang said "Oh", which obviously made people feel perfunctory.
When they arrived at the town ahead, Chang Yu relied on his status as a Taoist priest to be taken to an inn by the locals. Fortunately, there was no such thing as insufficient rooms, and four people could sleep in an upper room.
It was dusk, and every house on the street was hung with red silk, as if for a happy occasion, but on the contrary, they hung white lanterns.
Chu Xiang asked the shopkeeper curiously, "Is there anything important to do in the town?"
The shopkeeper laughed and explained: "The annual disaster relief festival is coming soon. Every year at this time, everyone hangs red silk and white lanterns on the door in advance, waiting for the day when the disaster relief festival arrives. Everyone will light the red silk, and the burning flame will prevent evil spirits from approaching. It will follow the lighted white lanterns back to the mountains and forests, and it will not harm the people."
Chu Zhizhi glanced at Chu Xiang, "Don't you know about the disaster relief sacrifice?" Chang Yu reminded, "Miss Chu has forgotten a lot of things."
Chu Zhizhi just remembered this. Chu Xiang had lost his memory before, and he really took the standard script for the heroine. Unlike her, she could only become an outcast that everyone looked down upon.
Pei Yuzhou still felt guilty about Chu Xiang's disappearance and amnesia. He explained to Chu Xiang, "Disaster relief festival is a traditional custom for hundreds of miles. Every year at this time, streets and alleys, cities and towns... It will be lively outside.”
Chu Zhizhi said with great interest: "I just like to watch the performance of the Disaster Relief Festival. Everyone picks up willow branches to drive away the god of plague, which is to drive away the bad luck of the year, and good luck will definitely follow."< br>
Chang Yu said with a smile: "The day after tomorrow is supposed to be the disaster relief festival, why don't we stay a little longer and watch the excitement."
Chu Zhizhi's eyes lit up. Even though she knew that Chang Yu was just saying it casually, she still felt faintly happy, as if Chang Yu suggested to stay here for two more days because he liked her.
Pei Yuzhou frowned slightly, but Chang Yu's face was calm, and there was no scheming in his pure and clean eyes, so he couldn't get into trouble.
Many years ago, a plague swept through and many people died. If it hadn't been for the intervention of the Shinto temple people, we don't know how many people would have died in this plague caused by evil spirits.
Even though so much time has passed and the older generation is gone, the tragedy of that year is still passed down from generation to generation, and the Disaster Disaster Festival is a festival that has slowly evolved over time.
Chu Xiang really didn't remember such a special festival, so when she entered her room, opened the window, and saw people on the street decorating their door lintels with red and white things, she was a little uncomfortable.
This strange feeling that funerals and happy events seem to be mixed together from time to time is absurd and outrageous.
Chu Xiang put his hands on the window sill and held his chin, looking far away, and couldn't help but think of Fusheng and Xiaoman again.
Fusheng is so clingy and Xiaoman is so young, can they take care of themselves?
The crisp and melodious melody sounded slowly, playing in harmony with the night wind, making this cold night a little more cheerful.
Chu Xiang looked over following the sound and saw a figure on the roof on the other side.
The young man in the green robe sat on the bricks and let the night wind make his clothes rustle.
He had handsome features and a peaceful expression. A fallen leaf seemed to be the best musical instrument between his lips. The melodious and melodious voice echoed in the cold moonlit night, becoming an unexpected and stunning embellishment.
Chang Yu noticed that someone was looking at him, and the voice disappeared. He opened his eyes, met the girl's gaze on the other side of the window, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled.
The next moment, the window closed and she disappeared.
Chang Yu smiled for a moment, then touched his face, feeling a strange feeling.
When Chu Xiang stared at him just now, was he the person she was looking at?
Involuntarily, Chang Yu looked at the closed window of another room. In that room, low lustful sounds between men and women were heard.
He subconsciously took out three more copper coins and threw them into the air. When he caught them with his hand, he opened his hand and saw that all three coins were heads.
Chang Yu clenched the copper coins in his hand, and his eyes fell on the window again, with an inevitable light.