Can you give me the broken impermanence?

Chapter 18

Song Qingming thought, if they were really lured to Siliang deliberately by someone, then not going according to that person's plan would be their best countermeasure.

Early the next morning, Song Qingming packed his bags and knocked on Xie Yu's door, planning to tell him to leave Siliang immediately with Ningran, and go to any nearby town.

But after knocking on the door for a long time, there was no answer from Xie Yu.

Hearing the voice, Wen Hexiu walked out from the main room: "Young Master Xie went out early in the morning."

Song Qingming hurriedly asked: "Madam Zheng, does Mrs. Zheng know where Xie Yu went?"

Wen Hexiu: "I only said that I was going for a walk, but I didn't say where I was going... But today is the Qiqiao Festival, and it is very lively outside. Mr. Xie probably wants to stroll in the street."

Song Qingming: "Thank you."

After speaking, he trotted out.

There were more people coming and going on the street than yesterday, and the tops of the magnolia trees were hung with red threads symbolizing fate.

Song Qingming looked for Xie Yu's figure in the crowd. He originally thought that an outstanding man like Xie Yu would be easy to spot at a glance, but he couldn't find him after searching for a long time.

"Did you see how weird that person died yesterday? I was so scared to death. It was probably caused by a ghost. Tomorrow, we will pay homage to the King of Yinluo, and ask to send some Wuchang to lure that murderous ghost to the underworld. Bar."

Song Qingming suddenly heard two women eating melon seeds chatting on the street, which happened to be of interest to him, so he walked over without thinking.

"My two ladies, what happened to the Yin Luo King you mentioned just now?"

The two women raised their eyes and saw that he was a handsome young scholar, and they were willing to have a few words with him.

The woman in green said: "You are from another place, our Yinluo Temple here is very spiritual. If anyone is against evil spirits, go there and pay homage for sure!"

Song Qingming: "What about impermanence?"

The woman in purple giggled and said, "Impermanence is a ghost messenger under King Yinluo. Go there and pay your respects. Maybe Lord Yinluo King can send a few ghost messengers to help us take away the ghosts."

Song Qingming's eyes brightened.

And such a good thing?Can I see impermanence with just one prostration?

At this moment, he had already forgotten about looking for Xie Yu.

Song Qingming: "Where is the Yinluo King Temple?"

The two women pointed at the city gate together: "Out of the city gate, go east for a mile and you will see a mud temple."

"Thank you."

Song Qingming got up and hurriedly walked towards the city gate.

After less than half a stick of incense, Song Qingming saw the dilapidated small temple, and there was no one in front of the temple.

Song Qingming walked in happily. On the altar table in the temple, there was a statue of a person tall. The face was not clear, but it was very majestic. It seemed to be some years old, but the statue was very clean, and it seemed that someone cleaned it often. .

Although he had heard stories about King Yinluo, this was Song Qingming's first worship of the statue of King Yinluo.

He walked to the futon, knelt down with a plop, clasped his hands together and muttered.

"Lord Yinluo King, this villain has never believed in anyone since he was a child, but this time I will trust you. If you have a spirit, let the villain see the true face of impermanence once, draw a small portrait, and wait for me in the future." This sick ghost kicks his legs, closes his eyes, and has arrived in the underworld, where he will serve you like a cow or a horse..."

Just as he was speaking, a subdued laugh came from under the altar of the statue.

"Ha ha……"

Song Qingming was startled, and thought it was King Yin Luo who had appeared!

He was just about to kowtow excitedly, but then he thought again, no, even the apparition should be the statue laughing, the table laughing ass.

Song Qingming stood up frowning, walked to the altar, and lifted the tablecloth that was dragged on the ground.

A man and a woman hid under the table, and Song Qingming looked at each other with big eyes.

The man's clothes are still in a mess, and the rouge on the woman's lips is also gone. It goes without saying what these two are doing here.

"excuse me……"

Just as Song Qingming uttered three words, the woman yelled 'Ah', got out from under the table and ran out of the ruined temple.

The man came out while arranging his clothes, and looked at Song Qingming with a dark gaze before leaving.

"Keep your mouth shut!"

Song Qingming looked at the back of the man leaving, confused.

He ran into those two people secretly, who would run out and talk about such a shitty thing, but that man acted as if he had done something to kill and steal, the look in his eyes just now, he wanted to kill him to silence him.

Just about to turn around, Song Qingming caught a glimpse of a purse lying under the table, with a pair of lovebirds embroidered on it, and a pearl in the lovebird's beak.

It is estimated that it was dropped by the woman who hid here just now.

Adhering to the principle of not being nosy, he just pretended he didn't see it, and when the woman found out that the purse was gone, she would naturally come back to look for it.

After paying homage to King Yinluo, Song Qingming left the Temple of King Yinluo, but just after walking a dozen steps, the clear sky started to rain lightly.

Just as he was about to turn his head back to hide in the temple, a shadow covered him, blocking the rain from falling.

Song Qingming turned his head and saw Xie Yu standing beside him with an umbrella, smiling slightly.

Xie Yu: "Qingming, why did you come here?"

Seeing Xie Yu's smile, Song Qingming was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses after a while and said, "I'm going to pay homage to King Yinluo."

Xie Yu glanced at the mud temple not far away, then put his right hand into his fist and smiled softly: "Why do you worship him?"

Song Qingming thought he was laughing at himself, frowned and said angrily: "You still ask me? I've been looking for you all morning, where did you go?"

Xie Yu stopped laughing, thought for a while and said, "Just strolling around."

After finishing speaking, he took a step closer to Song Qingming and asked softly, "You've been looking for me?"

Xie Yu's aura was too powerful, and soon enveloped Song Qingming's whole body.

The picture in the dream jumped out of Song Qingming's mind.

With a sudden heartbeat, he subconsciously took a step back.

Seeing that he was about to withdraw from the cover of the umbrella, Xie Yu quickly pulled him back.

"Be careful, don't get caught in the rain."

Song Qingming didn't dare to look at Xie Yu, afraid of revealing his thoughts in front of him, so he forced himself to look at the sky calmly: "It's a beautiful sunny day, why is it raining?"

"It will clear up soon." Xie Yu said lightly.

Song Qingming just wanted to say that he was really capable of fooling around, that he dared to be so sure about God's affairs.

But before he could say it, the thin strands of rain seemed to be cut off by a hand and stopped falling.

Song Qingming looked surprised, but also felt miraculous: "This... is really amazing, you have been fooled by this."

Xie Yu looked at him with slightly curved lips, and suddenly put away the umbrella that he had been holding up during the day for a long time.

Song Qingming asked strangely: "Don't you hate the sun? Why don't you hold an umbrella?"

Xie Yu: "Suddenly want to go for a walk in the sun with you."

Song Qingming didn't pay attention to what he said, just kept mumbling about the strangeness, and walked towards the city gate with Xie Yu.

After entering Siliang City and returning to the bustling streets, Song Qingming remembered why he was looking for Xie Yu.

"Let's pack up and leave this place as soon as possible. No matter who the person who brought us here is for, it doesn't look like a good thing. It's better to leave as soon as possible."

Xie Yu was about to nod when a voice from the crowd shouted.

"He's dead again!!"

This sound immediately caused the crowd to explode into a pot of boiling beans.

Some went to watch the fun, and some hurried home to avoid disaster. For a while, it was crowded with people and it was difficult to settle down.

Song Qingming was bumped by someone, and quickly moved to the side, then was bumped again, and then was directly bumped into Xie Yu's body.

Xie Yu looked at the person who bumped into him, with a gloomy look in his eyes, he raised his right arm to block Song Qingming's back, to prevent anyone from bumping into him again.

Song Qingming pulled Xie Yu's clothes: "Xie Yu..."

Xie Yu looked down at him: "What's wrong?"

Song Qingming: "Do you feel it? That Acacia Bridge... seems to have changed."

Following his voice, Xie Yu looked forward.

The Acacia Bridge, originally meant to be beautiful, is now entangled in black resentment, and dark red blood is flowing out from the cracks in the bricks.

But these others should not be able to see.

Xie Yu looked down at Song Qingming in shock: "Did you see it?!"

Song Qingming was a little confused, so: "What did you see? I just feel that the bridge seems to be different from yesterday. It's very gloomy. What are you talking about?"

Hearing what he said, Xie Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he can't see it yet.

If he can see it, someone will definitely find it...

The author has something to say:

small theater:

According to legend, if you tie the person you like with the red thread obtained from Yuelao Temple, the marriage with this person will be unbreakable.

In order to firmly bind his marriage, Xie Yu asked all the red threads of Yuelao Temple to return home, and entangled Song Qingming round and round.

Seeing Song Qingming unable to move on the bed like a silkworm chrysalis, unable to leave in a huff, Xie Yu clasped his hands together.

"Yuelao's red line really works."

(Song Qingming: Is the red line used like this???)