Chapter 100: No skin or flesh at all, only a burden of pain and sorrow
Xiao Baojing instinctively smelled danger.
She stared at the young man, holding her breath and retreating step by step.
He seems...
Not Chaoyuan.
He became someone else.
Damn it, is it possible that Chaoyuan has a dual personality in his body? !
No wonder he talks to himself all the time!
That weird personality killed Chaoyuan's personality, so the owner of this body is no longer the Chaoyuan she knew!
Xiao Baojing's breathing was a little heavy, and he tripped over the threshold when he was backing up. He quickly stumbled to his feet, rolled up his skirt and ran out of the ruined temple.
It rained continuously all night.
She didn't dare to look back and stepped through the puddles in the street. Her hair was swirling behind her waist. Her beautiful orange skirt was stained by the splashing muddy water, and her wet hair was twisted tightly. Pasted on the temples, it looks very embarrassed.
As midnight approached, the autumn rain gradually stopped.
A bright full moon appeared at the end of the street.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the full moon was slightly missing, like an orange mooncake that someone had taken a bite of.
Xiao Baojing couldn't run anymore and hid behind a broken wall, sitting on his knees and curling up into a ball.
She lowered her head and clenched her hands uneasily, not even daring to breathe. She only listened to the sounds on the street with her ears raised.
The streets are lonely.
Gradually there was the sound of banging.
The sound penetrated the streets powerfully, it was crisp and simple with a sense of being out of tune, and it revealed a strange and strange sound in the middle of the night.
Xiao Baojing bit her lip and quietly glanced in the direction where the banging sound came from.
The young man wearing a gold hairpin and a mysterious robe, with his back to the full moon, carrying a basket of goods on his back, holding a clapper, was tapping as he walked.
He seemed to be several years younger, even a year or two younger than the salesman.
He wore a scholar-style white shawl on his head and a skull flower on his temples. As he walked, his black brocade robe gradually turned into a plain white wide-sleeved Taoist robe. The Taoist robe was embroidered with the word "hungry" all over with black silk thread. There are different sizes of fonts, and strange and beautiful patterns flow under the moonlight, like gluttons with their bloody mouths open.
What’s even more terrifying is...
Behind him was an eight-foot-tall skeleton, wearing a futon and gauze clothes, pulling a small skeleton, following him step by step.
He banged the clapper and sang, with a hint of childishness in his clear and playful voice: "There is no skin or flesh at all, only a burden of pain and sorrow. The puppet will also pull out the silk thread, looking for a little trick to tease the enemy. It would be shameful to see through it. Not ashamed?…”
""Skeleton Fantasy Picture"?"
Xiao Baojing remembered the ancient paintings he had seen in textbooks.
Li Song of the Southern Song Dynasty once made a painting, which shows a big skeleton pulling a small skeleton. Behind him is a mother and child who are breastfeeding. A curious baby lies in front of him. Behind the baby stands his mother, who is worried. Watching over her children.
This skull fan painting has always been controversial and has triggered many discussions in history.
The two opposite states of man and skeleton, life and death, are strangely unified in this painting. However, what exactly does this painting want to express? After all, there are thousands of people with different faces, and no one can give an accurate answer so far. explain.
The poems the young man recited were from Huang Gongwang's "Drunken Zhongtian·Li Song's Skull Fan".
The sound of banging is getting closer.
Xiao Baojing heard a joking voice not far away: "Hey, where did my little princess hide?"
Xiao Baojing swallowed nervously.
She pressed her back against the wall and quietly glanced towards the end of the alley——
The moonlight was quiet, and she was looking into a pair of smiling fox eyes!
The young man looked very much like the salesman, only a little more immature. He was obviously beautiful with red lips, white teeth, and a pretty face, but his whole body exuded a strange danger. The fox eyes that hooked in and out were particularly narrow, long and sharp, as if he only wanted to be targeted by him. One glance and you can never run away again!
What worried Xiao Baojing the most was the clapper in his hand.
This clapper has probably been used for many years. The red paint on the outside has long been mottled and faded, and the gold on both ends has also faded.
Folk clappers are customarily made of mulberry or jujube wood, and the sound will be more penetrating when struck, but the wooden clapper in the hands of the young man is definitely not these two types of wood...
Xiao Baojing felt a pain in his bones for no reason.
Her heartbeat was unbalanced, and she finally couldn't help but scream, and ran out!
The sound of banging behind me is neither far nor near, like a shadow. The boy's eerie and ethereal singing echoed in the streets and alleys, always following her around like a tarsal maggot.
Xiao Baojing tried his best to run towards a crowded place, and finally saw the brightly lit night market in front of him.
"Save——"
Before she could say the word "fate", her ankle twisted and she fell into the puddle in embarrassment!
It was midnight.
The moon is at the zenith.
Xiao Baojing shattered the moon in the puddle.
The people in the night market were attracted by the movement here and looked at her one after another.
The girl struggled and fell into the puddle. It was obviously just a small puddle as deep as a fist, but she actually sank completely!
They were amazed and gathered around to watch.
Someone out of curiosity stirred up the puddle with a shovel, trying to find Xiao Baojing, but the shovel also disappeared into the pit!
They became more and more curious and threw stones in, but without exception they all disappeared!
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They looked at each other, not daring to waste time, and quickly reported this strange thing to the government.
other side.
Xiao Baojing waved his hands in the puddle and struggled desperately: "Help, help!"
"Crazy!"
Suddenly someone scolded her.
Xiao Baojing was stunned.
When she opened her eyes and looked around, she was not in a puddle at all, but in a busy daytime street.
But she clearly remembered that when the rain stopped at night and the moon rose, she was chased by a strange skeleton boy, sprained her ankle and fell into a puddle...
Looking around, this was clearly the street where she escaped.
But, it's a little different.
She vaguely remembered the pavilions and houses on that street, and the left half of them had disappeared.
But the right half of the houses here actually disappeared.
A flash of inspiration flashed through her mind, and she grabbed the passing child: "Is this the Southern Tang Dynasty?"
"Are you stupid? Of course this is Gu Song!" The child made a face at her, "His Majesty the Emperor just announced to the world that this is the Gu Song Dynasty, and we have changed from the people of the Southern Tang Dynasty to the sons of Gu Song. People, didn’t you read the notice? You are so stupid!”
"Gu Song, it's really Gu Song..."
Xiao Baojing murmured.
The salesman is in Gu Song!
"Sell——"
Xiao Baojing was about to shout, but as soon as she shouted one word, a shovel suddenly fell from the sky and hit her so hard that stars appeared in her eyes!
"It hurts, it hurts!"
Xiao Baojing hugged his head and squatted down. It took him a long time to regain his composure. He complained to everyone around him with tears in his eyes: "Who is so unethical! Why are you littering!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless stones fell from the sky!
Xiao Baojing: "...!"
She rolled around, trying to avoid the rocks, and sat on the ground in fear, stroking her chest.
There was a bustling sound in the distance.
She didn't need to look back to know that Gu Zhenliang's dragon chariot was here again.
She climbed up and squeezed into the crowd with familiarity: "Yue Niang, Yue Niang!"
When being brought into the palace by the palace maid, Xiao Baojing looked up at only half of the palace and pavilions, and couldn't help but want to laugh.
When he saw Gu Zhenliang holding the six incomplete imperial crown of pearls, he wanted to laugh even more.
(End of chapter)