[Shen Wang] Banana deer

Chapter 55

Everyone fell into deep thought, speechless for a moment.

Suddenly, Taoist Priest Sangyangzi of the Wudang School said, "Let the old Taoist lead the way."

He turned his head to look at Sister Shuangmei, "Master, please protect my back." The solemnity he said really seemed to put his life in the hands of Sister Shuangmei.

Master Shuangmei is over 30 years old. She and Taoist Sangyangzi have known each other for more than [-] years. They have been teaching scriptures and Taoism together since they were young boys and girls.

At this moment, she read the complete trust in herself from Sang Yangzi's eyes.

Shuangmei Shitai raised Fuchen calmly, put his left arm lightly, nodded and said: "Don't worry, Taoist priest."

At this time, another person said: "If the teacher is trustworthy, how about letting Xiao follow behind the teacher?" It was Xiao Qiuchi.

While the double-browed teacher was hesitating, Wang Lianhua clapped her palms and said with a smile: "Very good, very good, Daxia Xiao sits upright for others, and it is not suitable to follow the teacher, Wang will arrange another one for Xiaoda without authorization. "As he spoke, he put his hand on Qian Gongtai's shoulder, and looked at him with a half-smile, only seeing Qian Gongtai gave goosebumps all over his body.

Wang Lianhua smiled again: "Elder Qian, don't worry, Shen Lang and I will follow behind you, you can't trust me, can you still trust Hero Shen?"

At this moment, Shen Lang was beside Wang Lianhua, Qian Gongtai didn't dare to move, let alone say no, he also knew that Shen Lang was definitely not someone who hurt people behind his back, with Shen Lang behind him, he was no longer safe Yes, nodding hastily like pounding garlic.

Bai Fuqu said coldly, "I'll follow behind you."

Wang Lianhua snorted, "It's up to you."

In the back is Shi Xuanzhi, Su Jianke is naturally behind her to protect her, then Qiu Susu and Lianhua, and Duan Yu is the last one.

Everyone agreed on an order, and immediately each held a candlestick, and sequentially entered the "Road to the Underworld" that was both frightening and expected.

The corridor is very narrow, Shen Lang is close to Wang Lianhua, borrowing a little from him, Wang Lianhua leaned close to Shen Lang's ear, and whispered: "Did you pay attention just now, did Master Tianmen leave before the entrance of the cave was closed? ?”

Shen Lang whispered: "It seems that he hasn't left yet."

Wang Lianhua said: "If I'm not mistaken, Master Tianmen should have been in trouble."

Shen Lang was silent for a moment, "Is there poison in the "Hunyuan Jing"?"

Wang Lianhua nodded.

Shen Lang said: "It seems that Gao Xiaochong and Sun Er will not escape."

Wang Lianhua said: "That depends on their good fortune."

Shen Lang said: "It seems that Duan Feng has already decided not to let anyone leave this place."

Wang Lianhua said bitterly: "I don't know what this lunatic is going to do?"

Shen Lang squeezed his shoulder, as if to comfort him.

Bai Fuqu followed behind the two, and saw that the two had been whispering to each other, but couldn't make out what they were talking about.

This corridor was very long, and the people walked for a long time without seeing the end, when they felt anxious, all the candles in their hands suddenly went out at the same time.

It was pitch black in an instant, and I couldn't see my fingers.

At the moment when the candle was extinguished, there was a muffled groan, followed by a shrill cry from Master Shuangmei, "Master Daoist, hurry up."

Although Sang Yangzi was startled, he didn't hesitate, and ran forward regardless of what was in front of him.

Wang Lianhua thought about it, and grabbed Shen Lang's hand. Shen Lang understood, and pushed Qian Gongtai's back. At the same time, Wang Lianhua whispered: "Shoot."

Qian Gongtai complained in his heart, but he had no choice but to slap Xiao Qiuchi in front of him.

After the sound of two applause breaking through the air, there was a crisp sound of broken bones, Qian Gongtai's cry of pain, and then the sound of wind on his sleeves moving away.

Wang Lianhua shook her head and sighed: "Elder Qian is really useless."

Qian Gongtai sat on the ground and couldn't help but groan, "My lord, save me quickly."

Wang Lianhua casually dropped a small bottle, said casually: "It's up to you whether you can live or not." Then she stepped over him.

The two of them took a few steps forward, and touched the Shuangmei Shitai who was lying in a pool of blood. She still had Xiao Qiuchi's long sword stuck in her back, but her breathing had already been cut off.

The rest of the people quickly understood, but this only made them feel more uneasy—this road is indeed a bit like Huangquan Road.

Walking on the road to Huangquan, it is not ghosts who kill people, but sinister and greedy people.

Master Shuangmei is dead, Qian Gongtai is injured and cannot move forward, Sang Yangzi and Xiao Qiuchi have left first.

A group of people continued to move forward, and after another cup of tea, they saw a little light in front of them.

After a period of near total darkness, this bit of light is simply touching.

Several people quickened their pace and soon arrived at a stone room.

The stone room is not big, and there is a large long stone table in the middle. On the table is a celadon cup with a faint aroma of wine.Leaning at the foot of the table is a person, the Taoist priest Sangyangzi of Wudang.

His face was as white as paper, he only breathed out but not breathed in, it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

This fellow Xiao Qiuchi was indeed cruel and merciless, with profound martial arts skills.Looking around, there is no other exit, but I don't know where this person has gone?

Duan Yu walked up to Sang Yangzi, took his pulse for him, and shook his head to everyone with a complicated expression.

Sang Yangzi struggled and asked, "Where is the teacher?"

Everyone looked at him with a sad expression, his chest heaving violently, and they didn't know how to answer this question.

Isn't non-answer also an answer.

Silence, dead silence, Sang Yangzi stared at a void in despair, and suddenly hissed: "I shouldn't, I shouldn't have invited you to come with me."

With red eyes, he tried his best to finish the sentence, tilted his head, and lost his breath.

An atmosphere of sadness and fear permeated the room, and needles could be heard falling in the stone chamber.

At this time, Duan Feng's ghostly voice sounded in the stone room again, "Congratulations, everyone, come to the Buyin Pavilion, 'kill Tao Yuanming with a smile, don't drink the wine in the cup', since you don't drink the Pavilion, you should drink it The cup of wine. As long as you can guess what kind of wine is the wine you drink, the next door to the underworld will be opened for you."

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "A bartender is elegant and elegant. How can we live up to Mr. Duan's good intentions and do the terrible thing of 'touching a zither with waves and planting five willows in vain'."

Shen Lang smiled and said: "Then Shen will come and taste the good wine from the team leader."

Shen Lang was about to step forward, when he heard Bai Fuqu say: "Shen Lang, be careful, it's poisonous."

Wang Lianhua sneered and said, "Miss Bai is too worried."

Bai Fuqu said coldly: "My lord, don't be jealous, I didn't mean that."

Shen Lang said with a smile: "It's okay." After speaking, he drank the whole cup of wine.

He was about to put down the table cup, but when the wine was exhausted, a line of words gradually appeared on the bottom of Bai Liang's cup, and he just passed the empty cup in front of Wang Lianhua without a trace.

Wang Lianhua glanced at it, and saw that it said, "Flowers bloom in Nanshan", but she didn't understand the meaning for now, so she just kept it in her heart.

After drinking the wine, Shen Lang thought for a while, and said: "This wine has a strong and mellow aroma, like flowers in spring, smoked wind in summer, or a mixture of Daqu and Moutai."

Duan Yu said with a smile: "Shen Xianggong really knows wine, and he knows it once he tastes it. The name of this wine is 'shade in the shade', which is exactly what you said." After finishing speaking, a door was quickly opened on the stone wall.

Several people walked cautiously through a section of corridor, and arrived at the stone room again. As soon as they entered, there was a faint scent of tea immediately.

It was still a long stone table, but this time there was a white porcelain teacup on it.

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "Drink tea after drinking wine, arty."

Lianhua said: "In fact, he is really elegant."

Duan Feng's lingering voice sounded again, "This time, I would like to invite you all to taste which kinds of tea leaves this tea is made from."

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "Shen Daxia has drunk the wine, please give me the tea."

Without waiting for an answer, he picked up the teacup, sniffed it carefully, then sipped it lightly, and drank it down in one gulp.He drank up all the tea, and immediately said: "Dianhong, Huhong, and Qihong are brewed together, and the taste is soft and sweet. It's a pity, such a good tea, but a cow drinks it, which is no different from a cow chewing peony. Could it be that this tea is called 'three teas'? Lucky to be born'?"

Duan Feng smiled and said: "The tea is right, but the name is wrong. This tea is called 'Three People Become Tigers'."

Wang Lianhua clapped her palms and laughed loudly, "It's like 'three people become a tiger'."

Sure enough, there was another line of words under the teacup, "see the stone on the stage".

Another stone door opened suddenly, and after walking through a section of corridor, it was still a stone room.

The corridor is connected with the stone room, and the test stone room is connected with the corridor, like a honeycomb.

From the outside, the stone castle is not that big, obviously everyone has gone underground.

What did Duan Feng build this underground labyrinth for?

unknown.

This time the stone chamber was extraordinarily large, and there was neither wine nor tea.

The room is full of ink painting scrolls—hanging down from the top, spread out row by row, hanging neatly and densely, illuminated by the brilliant candlelight in the room, casting skinny shadows on the ground.

Xiao Qiuchi was also in this stone room, shuttling through the scrolls, as if he had never heard of the crowd's arrival.

This time, after waiting for a long time, Duan Feng didn't speak, and everyone couldn't understand what he meant, so they had to start looking for clues from the scroll.

Wang Lianhua stared at the picture scrolls in the room, and thought deeply: "Flowers bloom in Nanshan, and stones are seen on the stage. What do these two sentences mean?"

Shen Lang said: "Could it be related to this scroll?"

Wang Lianhua said: "Flowers bloom in Nanshan? Then let's come and look for them."

The two looked for it one by one, and actually saw a painting of landscapes and figures called "Flowers Blooming in Nanshan Mountain".The two stopped to take a closer look.

Bai Fuqu knew that it was impossible to break the situation by herself, so she made up her mind a long time ago and never left Shen Lang.At this moment, he also stopped in front of the Nanshan map of flowers blooming.

At the top of the picture, the main peak rises, the mountain is steep, the mountainside is surrounded by white clouds, there is a large area of ​​white water in the middle, and a small Tingzhou at the bottom. There are two tall trees on the island.

The composition of the whole painting is ethereal and light, and the brush and ink are clear and moist, which is really a masterpiece.

The most attractive thing is that there are two people standing side by side on the right side of the Tingzhou at the bottom right of the screen, and the one on the left has a handsome face and piercing eyes, looking at the distant mountains, seemingly thinking.The person on the right has a delicate face, looking sideways at the person beside him, his eyes are soft and affectionate.

Looking at it, the viewer seems to be infected by the peaceful and harmonious atmosphere between the two, and is immersed in it unknowingly.

What is that man thinking about?Was the woman's full of affection known to the man?

On the right side of the picture scroll, there are four lines of poems inscribed in small characters, "The painter paints endlessly, and all things are like a play. ①The flowers fall in the spring and travel in the mud mountains, but the scenery in front of you is ruthless?②"

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "everything is like a play, a good Duan Feng, life is like a play, he wants to be the troupe leader of that play, I don't know if he will be able to finish this play in the end."

Wang Lianhua reminded: "Shen Lang, do you think these two people look familiar?"

Shen Lang said: "If I'm not mistaken, these two people may be Chai Yuguan and Duan Feng when they were young, and the person on the right looks like a woman, but is dressed as a man. Master Kuliu also said that Duan Feng looks beautiful , looks like a woman."

Wang Lianhua said: "These paintings are all well-organized and have a profound artistic conception. Judging from the brushwork, they are all made by the same person."

Shen Lang said: "And this painter is also the one who painted the picture of three beauties in your mother's room."

Wang Lianhua sighed: "This style is indeed a talent, and these paintings must have been drawn by him, including the three beauties in the past."

Shen Lang said: "No wonder the scenery painted on the picture of three beauties is the other garden of Duanjiazhuang."

At some point, Duan Yu and Lian Hua also walked over.

Lianhua said: "The other garden in Duanjiazhuang is exactly where Duan Feng lived in the past."

Shen Lang said: "He drew three beauties, two of which are Chai Yuguan's wife Mrs. Wang and Bai Feifei's mother. It turns out that the third person is himself, because he looks like a woman, so we always thought it was. Three women."

Lianhua said: "Although I don't know the entanglement between Duan Feng and Chai Yuguan, but looking at the painting in front of me, the face of the person on the right is indeed Duan Feng."

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "Duan Feng is actually an infatuated kind."

Shen Lang sighed deeply, "Infatuated people are often also bitter lovers, too persistent will inevitably hurt others and yourself."

Wang Lianhua sighed: "I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, but because I live in this mountain, putting down two words is easy to say, but it is very difficult to do. My mother and Bai Feifei are both very attached, attached to love, attached to hatred The hatred born of love is often stronger and more terrifying."

Shen Lang smiled and said, "What about the Prince?"

Wang Lianhua raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Where is Hero Shen?"

Shen Lang said with a smile: "When two people are in love, it's not an attachment, it's an unswerving determination."

Wang Lianhua smiled, and said again: "I don't know what Duan Feng is going to do, go and see if there are any other clues, I'm looking at this painting carefully."

Shen Lang nodded and turned to other paintings.

Everyone couldn't guess Duan Feng's intentions, and felt difficult.

Wang Lianhua suddenly heard some subtle noises, like the crackling sound of something rapidly breaking, and then a fishy smell rose from the tip of her nose.

what is that?

Along with the continuous sizzling sound, the scrolls in front of me suddenly shattered at the same time, as if there were countless pairs of invisible hands tearing the dozens of beautiful paintings that were painstakingly and meticulously drawn into pieces in an instant , like huge snowflakes flying all over the sky, rustling and falling from the sky, hiding the figures of everyone in it.

The stench became stronger, the sound of piercing the sky suddenly became louder, and the messy exclamation sounded one after another.

Wang Lianhua heard Shen Lang's voice calling him not far away, "Wang Lianhua." She was about to raise her feet and run to seek shelter.The arm was suddenly grabbed by someone and pulled back. Turning around, he saw Bai Fuqu, who was about to get angry, when a cluster of cold light like drizzle, flashing blue and purple light, wrapped in a stench, suddenly pierced his body. Scraps of confetti swirled and fell around, directly hitting Wang Lianhua's chest.

"Bai Fuqu, you..."

Wang Lianhua's pupils shrank suddenly, and the blood around her body seemed to be frozen.

Notes: ①, from "Xie Jinmin Dui" ②, modified from Feng Yansi's two sentences in "Throwing Ball Music".