Day and night tour

Chapter 15 Sun Wandering God

The six corpses wanted to beg Zhou Lingyi for his own death.

Zhou Lingyi's attention at the moment was not on the six corpses. She held the charcoal-like Nuo mask in her hands and gently wiped it with a towel dipped in water. She said in a soft tone, "Grandfather, don't be angry with me. Zhou Xuan was brought back by grandpa. He is the apple of your eye. If you want to blame someone, you should blame him..."

My grandfather was not a great Nuo, but he was loved by our ancestors since he was a child.

One year during the ancestor worship ceremony, my grandfather, who was still a child at the time, was playful and secretly went to the theater to watch a play with a few friends and did not return home on time.

During the ancestor worship ceremony, the Nuo masks jumped around one by one, like a group of poor old people who were so disappointed that their grandchildren didn’t come home during the festival and couldn’t eat.

Only after the whole family went out and found Grandpa in the theater did the Nuo masks calm down and happily accept the offerings from their descendants.

Grandpa is so loved by the ancestors, why can't he enter the secret realm to become a great Nuo? Is it because he is not recognized by the ancestors?
On the contrary,

Zhou Lingyi knew that her grandfather had entered the secret realm, all the ancestors also recognized it, and the connection between him and the Nuo gods was successfully established.

It was my grandfather himself who voluntarily gave up the opportunity to become the Great Nuo.

In Zhou's class,

Becoming a great Nuo is a very good thing.

Even if it can't become a big Nuo, it's also a good thing.

The former can dance with God and possess the power that only God possesses.

The latter... at least can live longer,
Moreover, if you join other temples, your incense offerings can also go a long way.

Upon hearing that Zhou Xuan's matter was his grandfather's idea, Nuomian still felt uncomfortable due to emotional inertia and twitched slightly.

It’s just that this kind of twitching has a strong sense of formality and will calm down after a while.

The Nuo mask that looked like charcoal was the ancestor of the Zhou family, with a very high status. Since he was not agitated, the remaining Nuo masks naturally calmed down as well.

The ancestors, like Zhou Lingyi, have a trust in Grandpa that is almost like obsession. Whenever Grandpa uses a method, even if they don’t understand it, they will think there is a deep meaning in it and firmly believe that it is a brilliant move.

The man who has been able to manage the Zhou family for decades without Da Nuo deserves this trust.

More than twenty Nuo masks were no longer turned upside down and returned to being straight, but the masks were not facing the door of the Jingyu Hall. They were all tilted a little bit.

The attitude is clear.

They acquiesced to the fact that Zhou Xuan was contaminated.
but,

I can't accept it deep down.

Zhou Lingyi breathed a sigh of relief.

The attitude of "turning a blind eye" is already an excellent result.

The Nuo masks of the ancestors were done. After Zhou Lingyi wiped them clean, he walked to the table with the six corpses and said,

"Your deaths are strange, and they are closely related to that Dai. Due to my status, it is not convenient for me to come forward. There are people in the Zhou family who can help you."

Zhou Lingyi stretched out her middle finger and gently scratched the six corpses with her sharp nail, leaving a faint blood mark between their eyebrows.

"When you have some free time, you can go find him, but don't make too much noise."

The voice just fell,

Liu Shi lowered his raised hands.

……

Add fragrance to read at night.

Zhou Lingyi poured herself half a cup of rice wine, added three petals of dried camellia, half-lying on the bed, and reading the novel draft comfortably under the light of a desk lamp.

She didn't like reading since she was a child.
I feel sleepy when reading serious books. I used to be able to read some casual books, but after taking charge of the Zhou family, I have more things to worry about and I have no time to relax.

Just when I had sorted out the mess in the team from my heart, another mess squeezed in.

Habits become second nature and cannot be corrected simply by trying to correct them.

She was the same tonight. She read half a page. The words were words, the story was the story, and she was herself.

The three parties did not reach a tacit understanding.

Zhou Lingyi was not into the play and felt bored. She thought about reading a few more lines before turning off the lights and going to bed.

But these few lines,
It caused a chemical reaction with Zhou Lingyi.

The plot of the novel at this time is that when the heroine Zhou Yun went to Lushan for a trip, she wanted to take a photo of the Pillow Flowing Stone. The hero Geng Hua accidentally entered the camera because he was sitting on the Pillow Flowing Stone and reading.

After Zhou Yun found out, she politely asked Geng Hua to leave. But when Geng Hua left, she saw him running away and regretted her rudeness and drove him away.

This emotional and immature plot was like a small stone thrown into Zhou Lingyi's heart, creating even more immature ripples.

That was when she was eight years old.

That year, Zhou Lingyi lit witch incense and became a disciple of the "witch".

The inheritance of "Witch" is closely related to that of Da Nuo, and they are both branches of the Wu family.

When she first entered the temple, her master asked Zhou Lingyi to learn how to control paper butterflies by ringing bells. She practiced by the stream in the mountains behind her hometown.

After much effort, I managed to control the paper butterfly so that it could barely fly.

My brother, who was four years old at the time, walked clumsily to the paper butterfly that was not flying high, stretched out his hand to grab it, and was so happy that his nose was full of snot.

"Sister, I caught a butterfly and let you play with it..." The younger brother opened his hands and a tattered paper butterfly lay in his palm.

Zhou Lingyi was very angry. She slapped her brother twice on the spot and scolded him severely.

My brother came home crying.

That night, Zhou Lingyi was still angry. When she saw her brother waiting for her at the door, she didn't look happy either. She snorted and walked into the house.

The younger brother caught up with her and grabbed the corner of her clothes: "Sister, sister... I'm sorry, I broke your butterfly. I'll compensate you with one. Don't be angry."

As he spoke, he shook the glass bottle in his hand. A black-winged butterfly was lying at the bottom of the bottle.

Only then did Zhou Lingyi notice that her brother's body was covered in bruises and there were three scratches on his cheeks.

Apparently, my brother spent the entire afternoon catching butterflies in the mountains in order to compensate himself for the butterfly.

Zhou Lingyi hugged her brother in her arms, tears flowing in his hair.

From then on, Zhou Lingyi often teased her younger brother. When she took him to play by the stream, she would hide behind a tree, controlling paper butterflies and luring her younger brother to catch them.

My younger brother was having a blast.

Zhou Lingyi hid behind a tree, grinning secretly.

This happy memory, which has been buried for many years, corresponds to the subsequent plot of the novel "Lush Mountain Love" - ​​Zhou Yun hid behind a tree and taught Geng Hua to recite foreign words.

Reality and fiction, intertwined in a trance,

The originally clear boundary gradually becomes blurred until it disappears.

Am I the person in the book? Or was I the person in the book?

I can't figure it out anymore.

After Zhou Lingyi finished reading the draft, she felt dry in the mouth. When she took the wine glass, a drop of crystal liquid dripped into the amber wine.

She touched her warm and moist eyes and murmured sadly: "It turns out that someone like me can also shed tears. How good, how good!"

Two consecutive sentences of "It's great", I don't know if it means that it feels good to cry or that it feels good to reminisce.

Or maybe you want to praise Zhou Xuan's novel,
Very well written.

"Brother, I'm afraid you won't be able to become a great Nuo in this lifetime, but you may be able to make some achievements in storytelling and writing."

Zhou Lingyi has already been thinking about bringing together Yuan Buyu and Zhou Xuan as a master and disciple.

"Storytellers are the top gangs in the martial arts world."

"People in the martial arts world only know that they are powerful, but they don't know that the "storyteller" is the first sun-wandering god in the world!"

The Sun-wandering God is the god-man of today.

……

"Lush Mountain Love" touched Zhou Lingyi and also moved Yuan Buyu.

However, the reasons why the two were touched were not exactly the same.

Zhou Lingyi was touched by the fact that she accidentally met herself in the novel.

However, Yuan Buyu caught a glimpse of the lingering haze in his heart through the book beams.

During the midnight snack, Yuan Buyu felt that the people, objects and scenes in the book had all come alive in his heart.

Go back to the house and look through it, savoring it carefully.

Only then did he understand how people, objects, and scenery came to life.

Because of love... Amid the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers, Zhou Yun took the initiative to kiss Geng Hua. She was very brave, so brave that she dared to put her love in the sun.

"Why should I praise her for being brave?"

Yuan Buyu questioned himself.

"Love is sweeter than honey and more beautiful than flowers. Shouldn't it be put under the sun so that more people can see it?"

For a time,

Yuan Buyu was stunned.

For so many years, he has always buried his head in the past.
After witnessing the tragic deaths of his four disciples,
He turned all his love, hatred, and vengeance into a saline-alkali land in his heart, and hid his head there, not caring that there was no grass growing outside.

It's time to take it out and dry it in the sun.
Most things in this world can be seen in the light.

The serialized stories in the newspapers and magazines in Jingguo are mostly about the struggles among the rich and powerful and the intrigues in the underworld, supplemented by some eerie ghost stories. The greed and evil of human nature are reflected a lot, but the most beautiful emotions in the human heart are not told.

It was this pure emotion that awakened Yuan Buyu's long-forgotten heart, and spontaneously made the people, objects, and scenery in the book come alive.

Zhou Xuan's book Liangzi made him see a new spiritual world.

The haze that had suppressed my heart for many years dissipated.

The heart is open.

"rub!"

Yuan Buyu heard a bunch of incense burning in his heart.

He walked to the window and pulled the curtains aside: "I am a complete storyteller again."

Entering the hall begins with "lighting incense".

Once the incense in your heart is lit, you can sense the way forward illuminated by evil spirits and gods.

The fragrance in Yuan Buyu's heart has been extinguished for ten years because of his demonic state of mind. He has also been confused for ten years. There is no way forward and he doesn't know where to start.

His cultivation made no progress and he remained at the same level for ten years.

Tonight, the demons in my heart have been removed.
He saw the road under his feet again.

The bright white light of the gods shone on the road like salt.

"Zhou boy, you are a great talent."

"If you join the storyteller's hall, you will definitely be able to walk more steadily and further than an old incense stick like me!"

……

Morning is usually the busiest time for the Zhou family.

The makeup artist made up the corpse and dressed it in shroud.

Coachman, please take the body to the owner's house.

All the masters on the stage are preparing for the first performance in the morning.

Busy as a mess.

Zhou Xuan was not idle either. After breakfast, he went to the Zhou family's Metro.

He was the one who fired Han Jianshan. Today, the Zhou family needed a driver, so he had to take over.

When he arrived at the car, his senior brother Yu Zhengyuan was anxiously urging his disciple who was not far away: "Didn't Li Deyi go to find the driver? Hasn't he come yet?"

The apprentice slurped the fried pancake shreds and said vaguely, "Master, don't get angry. Dezi just left a short while ago. Wait a little longer..."

"Wait, wait, wait. If you wait any longer, you will definitely miss Mr. Dai's time."

"No problem. I'll drive."

Zhou Xuan asked Yu Zhengyuan for the key.

Yu Zhengyuan was half-believing and half-doubting: "Xiao Xuan, when will you be able to drive?"

"It's very simple, you can open it after just a few glances."

Zhou Xuan took the key and opened the car door half-heartedly, then lowered his head and fumbled with the driving structure of the Met car.

This unprofessional operation made Yu Zhengyuan want to get off the car.

Whether or not to waste Mr. Dai’s time doesn’t seem to be that important. The big deal is not to get hit by the car and lose your life.

"Are you really good at driving?"

"I won't say anything more. It will open after a few glances. I'm watching it now!"

Yu Zhengyuan: “…”

He was very panicked, and regardless of whether Zhou Xuan was happy or not, he suggested: "Otherwise... wait a little longer, the driver Dezi found will be here soon."

"Can't wait, get going."

After figuring out the structure, Zhou Xuan started the car.

“This car is awesome.”

"Yes... yes... it's a bit... exciting." Yu Zhengyuan was trembling so much that he stuttered when he spoke.

It wasn't because he was scared. It was just that Zhou Xuan's car was driving too bumpy, braking and stopping from time to time. Yu Zhengyuan was clearly sitting in the car, but he felt as if his soul had been thrown out of the car.

How could this middle-aged man, whose body has been damaged by alcohol and sex, bear it?

Fortunately, after driving two streets, Zhou Xuan and the Met car were almost used to each other, and the driving was much smoother.

Yu Zhengyuan's anxious heart gradually calmed down.

"I've told you, just keep your mind calm, driving is easy." Zhou Xuan became more and more relaxed as he drove, even the muscle memory from his previous life came flooding back, and he reached out to press the air-conditioning button.

There was no air conditioning in the car at this moment, so Zhou Xuan just turned it on in vain.

No longer worried about Zhou Xuan's driving skills, Yu Zhengyuan felt much more relaxed and started chatting about family matters.

"Xiao Xuan, I heard what my sister-in-law told me about you."

"What's going on? Worshipping the ancestors with Nuo masks?"

"No, about the ghost baby. I heard that you stripped the clothes off the female guest's body?"

Zhou Xuan: “…”

Why don't you think that the female corpse was coveting my beauty and took off her clothes to seduce me?
"That's not true. I'm a gentleman!" Zhou Xuan denied it flatly.

"It doesn't matter if you have one. You're old now. If you have a need, just take care of it. I'll take you to find a girl after today."

Ouch!

The eldest brother's speech suddenly sounded good.

“It’s not a good thing.”

Zhou Xuan wanted to accept but refused, but his mind was a little wandering, and he secretly glanced at his senior brother.

"What's the bad thing about it? You don't have a wife or an engagement, so what's wrong with finding a girl to vent your anger? We're not not paying you."

This is pleasant to hear. Senior Brother is really wise.

"By the way, Xiaoxuan, tell me honestly how many days you like... so I can make arrangements in advance."

Zhou Xuan was a little confused.

How many days do you need to ask to find a girl in Pingshui Prefecture?

What does a few days mean?
The eldest brother said: "It's because you like the girl who died a few days ago that you have to say it so bluntly!"

Zhou Xuan: “…”

It turns out that the girls that the eldest brother was talking about are not living people?

So you think that my buddy is a pervert who molests female customers, and you even think that I have a wet fetish?
The eldest senior brother didn't notice that Zhou Xuan's face looked very ugly, and he even started to reflect on himself.

"It's my fault that I'm so rude. I didn't realize you had this hobby before. If I had discovered it earlier, I would have taken you there to play... The White Girls' Shop run by the Tiger Woman in the East Suburbs is full of good girls, especially beautiful ones. It's hard to describe them in a few words. You should try it once and you'll know."

I know you uncle!

Such a nice place, keep it for yourself!

"Big Brother, can you try to open the door on your side?"

"Why are you opening the car door?"

Zhou Xuan's teeth itched with hatred: "I'll kick you down!"

Yu Zhengyuan: “…”

(End of this chapter)