The Fantasy World of Chivalrous Disciples

Chapter 42 ——④Ghost Dong Fox

Chapter 0——④Ghost Dong Fox

After more than half a year like this, Gan Bi and Murong Yan were inseparable, and their relationship progressed smoothly, but they never crossed the threshold of etiquette. Gan Bi thought that Murong Yan was thinking of Murong Yan because of his wife's concerns and because he didn't know what the other party was thinking.

She just had nowhere to go and was living here temporarily, so she was so attentive out of gratitude to him. Murong Yan thought that Qian Bi was hindered by her low body skills, so she was reluctant to take that step and marry herself in. Mrs. Qian

She was extremely disgusted with this "yellow-haired girl" who didn't know where she came from, and tried every means to make things difficult for her all day long. Fortunately, the favoritism of the brothers in the family prevented her from doing anything wanton.

At noon one day, Qian Ying was chatting and laughing with her brother when Murong Yan walked in from the door holding light tea. Qian Ying knew the current situation and prepared to leave so that the two of them could enjoy drinking and chatting.

, but Murong Yan refused.

"Master Qian, this servant just came in with tea. Please leave now so as not to disturb your enjoyment." After saying this, Murong Yan made a gesture to leave.

Gan Ying hurriedly stopped her and said: "What kind of servant are you still? Miss Murong, come here!"

Murong Yan nodded and walked away, making a Wanfu ceremony.

"Ahem!" Qian Ying pretended to be serious and said, "Miss Murong, are you willing to marry Qian Lingsheng?"

"I..." Murong Yan blushed with embarrassment and could not utter another word.

Gan Bi stood up, hurriedly stopped his brother, and said, "Ling Chong, what are you doing?"

"Then what are you hesitating about, brother?" Qian Ying seemed to be tired of this ambiguous relationship and complained: "Time flies by so quickly! Can't I bear the heart to let Miss Murong waste all her years?"

"Ling Chong, you simply don't understand how much responsibility you have as the head of the family and the eldest son!"

"Of course I understand! The eldest brother is afraid of his sister-in-law and those old rules." Qian Ying waved her folding fan, pointed at the two people, and said: "In my opinion, the eldest brother sent Mrs. Fu back to Fu with a divorce letter.

From now on, we are done with them, so why bother ourselves?"

"You are talking nonsense!" Gan Bi was furious and said, "We are family friends with the Fu family, and it was our father who forged a friendship. If we cut off the relationship from now on, it would be unfilial. He sent his wife back and broke his promise.

It's because of disloyalty. Do you want people outside to think that the Gan family is full of disloyal and unfilial people?"

Murong Yan, who was caught in the middle, tried to stop the argument, but unexpectedly, Mrs. Qian appeared from the door. Seeing the "yellow-haired girl" next to her husband, Mrs. Qian felt jealous, walked over and tugged her ears, saying: "This little girl"

Goblin, you are lazy and not working again! Go to the library quickly and sweep away the dust in every corner!"

Murong Yan was dragged by her ears for a few steps, her brows knit together in grievance. Seeing this, the two young masters hurriedly stopped her. In order to avoid suspicion, Gan Bi had to scold his wife to stop. Gan Ying didn't have so many scruples.

, stepped forward and separated Madam Fu from Murong Yan.

"Oh, uncle Qian, why are you so partial to her? Could it be that your soul has been taken away by you?" Mrs. Qian said with ill intentions.

"Sister-in-law, it would be disrespectful to make things difficult for a little girl like this!" Gan Ying retorted.

"Hmph! Uncle's library has not been taken care of for a long time. If the books inside become moldy one day, don't blame me!"

Qian Ying did not answer, and Murong Yan then bowed to the two young masters and Mrs. Qian one by one, and then left to do her work.

In the middle of the night, Gan Bi was suffering from insomnia. He was going to the library to read books with an oil lamp in hand. A few feet away from the door of the library, he saw that the lights were still bright inside, so he thought that his brother was staying up all night again.

Wen Shu wrote. When he walked in, he saw that the blond girl was packing up the scattered classics.

"Yan'er, why haven't you finished taking care of it yet?" Gan Bi asked with concern.

Murong Yan was holding a few stacks of books, her hair was soaked with sweat, her face was covered with dust, and she looked very embarrassed. She nodded and did not dare to let Qian Bi see her embarrassment, and said: "Madam, she... has turned over all the books.

Come out and let me sort it out again..."

Gan Bi couldn't bear it and helped Murong Yan up, intending to let her rest for a while. However, the woman quickly declined the kindness and continued to play with the books and said: "Madam is right, I can't live and eat for free.

It would be great to at least be able to help a little bit!”

Ganbi felt in his heart that he had wronged the other party, and thought of an excuse, gently caressing Murong Yan's shoulder, and said: "I can't sleep at night today, can you please ask Yan'er to play a pipa for me to relieve the worries in my heart?"

Murong Yan at least did not refuse, and went back to the room to get the pipa. Listening to the sound of the copper bell on the girl's feet gradually disappearing, Qian Bi began to sort out the scattered classics. If Qian Ying saw the books he collected being treated like this, I'm afraid that

He will be even more resentful towards Madam Fu.

In order to maintain the daily chores at home and do a good job in government affairs, he has done his best. He is only a few years older than his brothers, but his beard and hair are already white. How can he have time to take care of his children's personal affairs? Qian Bi

With this thought in mind, Shao Qing and Murong Yan returned to the library with the pipa in their arms.

Seeing that the chaos in the pavilion had been sorted out, Murong Yan realized that she had fallen into Gan Bi's "strategy" and smiled rather shyly: "Mr. Qian, you usually work so hard, leave these things to the servants."

Come and do it..."

Gan Bi sat at a small round table holding a book, and silently invited the other party to the other side. The fire around him had gone out, leaving only the oil lamp on the table and the white moonlight coming from the ventilation window above the table.

With.

"Sir, what music are you playing?"

"Um...how about the song you played the night we met?"

Murong Yan nodded lightly and began to play. Desert songs echoed in the small bookstore accompanied by candlelight, followed by the moonlight and spread outside, swaying in the night sky.

Qianbi happened to be holding a book about the desert in his hand. After reading for a long time, he suddenly reached out and stopped playing, and asked curiously: "Yan'er, you said this desert is really as described in the book - 'yellow sand is everywhere,

Is it "off the beaten path", a place of freedom?"

"Even so, there are many dangers there. It is not easy to survive in the desert..." Murong Yan seemed to remember her parents and hometown, and she felt sad unconsciously. The swaying candle flame caught the woman's eyes.

The tears reflected, crystal clear, falling on the clothes like pearls.

"Yan'er, why are you crying?" Qian Bi lifted up his sleeves, trying to wipe away the tears on his face. Seeing this, Murong Yan consciously prayed. She put the pipa aside, grabbed the other person's arm with both hands, and pulled him away.

He moved his palm to his cheek, greedily feeling the warmth in his palm.

Qian Bi knew the other person's intentions at this time, and he followed Murong Yan without any formality or courtesy. After a moment, Murong Yan raised her eyes, with tears glistening, looking at the other person, and said: "Sir, let me follow you for the rest of my life, no matter what.

Whatever you do, I am willing to do it.”

"Why? You are already free, you don't have to succumb to this..." Gan Bi asked with a confused look on his face.

Murong Yan smiled, pressed her face closer to the palm of the other person's hand, her eyebrows curved into a long crescent shape, and said: "If Yan'er said, 'This is what God asked me to do,' sir, you won't believe it, right?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and after a while, the door of the pavilion heard the unique "squeaking" sound of an old wooden door, and it was opened from the outside. Mrs. Qian happened to witness the tryst between the two, and she suddenly became jealous, and casually walked in from the door.

He picked up a broom and headed towards Murong Yan.

"I told you to seduce someone else's husband!" After saying that, Mrs. Qian hit her with a broom. Murong Yan was pulled behind Qian Bi, so she dodged the blow. Unfortunately, the blow hit the pipa.

On the instrument, two strings broke and the surface of the instrument was also broken a little. Seeing this tragic situation, the blond girl stepped forward to protect the pipa.

Just when Mrs. Qian was about to strike the second blow, Qian Bi reached out to block her wrist, grabbed the broom, and moved aside, saying angrily: "Madam, if you have something to say, why should you hurt others!"

"Easy to talk about? What else is there to talk about? I will leave this house tomorrow!" After saying this, Mrs. Qian walked away, leaving only a few tears of shame and anger.

The next day, Mrs. Qian packed her bags, invited a dozen people to go with her, and headed west. Qian Bi knew that this day would come sooner or later, but for the sake of morality in his heart, he kept delaying the arrival of 'this day'.

Soon, because he offended his family friend's daughter, Ganbi was repeatedly blocked in his official career, and finally ended up being resigned. He had to stay at home and recuperate. The new governor was an out-and-out playboy.

The children, all day long, think about currying favor with the gentry and collecting money. They have even formulated "laws" specifically for the poor people. For example, those with patches on their clothes will be fined several dollars; those from outside the city who enter the inner city without permission will be fined.

They were fined several dollars and imprisoned for several days...and there were many poor people gathering in the outer city.

In this way, a strange phenomenon has gradually formed in Jiangzhou. The inner city is extremely rich, luxurious, and extravagant, while the outer city is relatively far behind. It is even the same as the northwest that has suffered from war for many years. Such a situation, let alone

In the eyes of Gan Bi who worked hard for the people, it was very miserable. Therefore, Gan Bi's "depression" and insomnia became more and more serious. He could not sleep normally without the company of Murong Yan's pipa every night. After less than a month

In the past year, the oil has been exhausted.

"Yan'er, if I were born in the desert, I would be able to stay away from these worldly things. At least, I could live the life I want happily with you, right?" This was the last thing Gan Bi said to Murong Yan while lying on the bed.

After saying one sentence, he died.

Mrs. Qian, who was far away in the Fu family in the west, was still nominally Qian Bi's wife. According to etiquette, she should return to Qian Bi's house to put on mourning for Qian Bi. Just when Qian Ying sent someone to the Fu family with the news that her brother was seriously ill.

Half a month later, Mrs. Gan came in a hurry. In order to wait for her arrival, Gan Bi's body was left in front of the tomb for half a month before being buried.

On the day of the burial, everyone performed rituals and prepared to leave. But Murong Yan was still kneeling there and refused to leave, saying that she wanted to stay for a while. Qian Ying knew that the two of them had a deep relationship, so she asked the gravedigger to

They buried her again at midnight. Seeing how infatuated the "yellow-haired girl" was, Mrs. Qian hatched a plan in her heart.

In the middle of the night, the cemetery has a mountain and a lake behind it, which is an excellent place to stay. Murong Yan has been eating and drinking there for half a month, and now she is really reluctant to leave.

The gravedigger urged him three or four times, but Murong Yan still refused. The man wearing a light blue linen scarf and blue linen clothes was really impatient. At this time, a man with unusually noble clothes and walking style came to us.

Yong Ya, an extraordinary woman, made him think that he had bumped into a female ghost, and he was so frightened that he almost lost his wits. After taking a closer look, he realized that it was Mrs. Qian.

"Madam, did you come here tonight to see me more?"

Mrs. Qian signaled him to be quiet, then she quietly approached Murong Yan with a handkerchief. Suddenly, she covered Murong Yan's mouth and nose with the handkerchief. Within a moment, Murong Yan passed out.

"You, bury her for me too."

The gravedigger was shocked: "This... this is murder! I can't do this!"

Mrs. Qian took a bag of money, threw it on the ground, and said, "This money is enough for you to go back to the countryside and live your whole life. You won't have to do such dirty things in the future, isn't that good?"

The gravedigger looked at the blond girl lying in front of him, swallowed, and accepted the money. Mrs. Qian hid aside and watched the gravedigger finish the work and left happily.

The next day, Qian Ying asked about the whereabouts of Mrs. Qian Murong Yan. The latter said that after seeing her lover die, she no longer wanted to stay here and returned to her hometown. Qian Ying did not ask any more questions, and the matter seemed to be hidden from the truth.

Unexpectedly, it was night, and Mrs. Qian woke up from her dream, covered in sweat, as if she had a nightmare. She walked to the mirror and saw her dead husband's face! She screamed immediately, and when she looked back, there was no one there. Slowly.

When she quickly turned back to the mirror, she saw that face again, and she was so frightened that she smashed the mirror.

The noise woke up everyone in the house. The servants came over with weapons and asked if there was a burglar. The lady shook her head repeatedly and said it was a "ghost". Qian Ying arrived later and after knowing what happened, she told Mrs. Qian about death.

Afterwards, the soul may not ascend immediately, but may still wander around the world for a few days. Please tell Mrs. Qian not to worry about it.

The mirror was gone, so the "ghost face" could no longer be seen. But the nightmares still came every night, and there were also some weird whispers, which made Mrs. Qian not rest for several days in a row, and she didn't even dare to leave the door.

Gan Ying saw her sister-in-law being so strange and went to care about her several times, but every time she shook her head and whispered: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..."

If a third person knew about that incident, Mrs. Qian and the Fu family would definitely be ruined. In order to prevent these things from happening, Mrs. Qian had to endure it all silently.

About half a month later, the maid who went to deliver food found Mrs. Qian's dead body hanging on the white silk. People at the time said it was caused by ghosts and ghosts.

After that, the couple should be buried together even if their relationship was not good. Following this rule, Qian Ying sent someone to open her brother's grave. What she saw and heard shocked everyone present. A man in light-colored clothing

The blond girl in a green dress was resting in a wooden coffin. The rhythmic swelling and contraction of her back was proof that she was alive.

"Miss Murong?" Gan Ying said in shock: "Miss Murong! Why are you here!"

Murong Yan opened her eyes that were dazzled by the sun, subconsciously hid, and said: "Sir? That's great, I'm saved..." After that, she fainted.

Qian Ying hurriedly carried Murong Yan back to Qian's mansion, and saw that she was all slovenly, but her skin was fair as before, and her face was only a little thinner. She didn't seem to have suffered too much in the tomb.

After Murong Yan woke up, she told Qian Ying everything in detail.

"Somehow, the gravedigger wanted to drive me away, and then my eyes darkened, and I woke up in the tomb." Murong Yan said slowly with tears in her eyes: "I thought I was going to die there.

, I never thought that it was Mr. Qian who saved Yan'er's life."

She shook the copper bell in her hand and told the other party her identity as a descendant of the "Witch Bloodline". The copper bell in her hand was an important magic weapon for her bloodline ability to be unleashed.

"I saw the soul of Mr. Qian, and he told me...it was Mrs. Qian who put me in the tomb." Murong Yan smiled and said: "Somehow, I don't hate Mrs. Qian at all. After all, this is how I can

See you again Mr. Qian..."

Gan Ying felt astonished that something like this, which only existed in legends, actually happened to her elder brother: In order to keep Murong Yan alive, Gan Bi's soul searched for water and food for the latter, and it persisted for several months, until

Mrs. Qian died and the tomb was opened.

The head of the Fu family, Fu Yun, who was far away in the west, was filled with grief and anger when he learned that Qianjin had died mysteriously. He vowed to report to the court and punish the Qian family for neglecting human life. Qian Ying, who had never been exposed to officialdom, could not resist, but the heavy burden of the head of the Qian family had fallen.

On his shoulders. So he didn't think about food or food for several days, and almost forgot that his child Qian Xi had been born. Murong Yan saw that the benefactor who had saved her twice was so embarrassed, so she took the initiative to ask Ying to solve this problem.

It's a contradiction. And the method is: one thing for another thing, one person for one person.

Qian Ying sent a letter of reconciliation to the Fu family, and the content was roughly as follows:

The younger generation, Qian Ying, now offers a Xianbei beauty to comfort her uncle’s pain of losing his daughter, and to remember her late husband’s friendship and to take responsibility for the Qian family’s crimes...

(End of chapter)