It's almost noon, and the Chongyang Building is very lively.

Chongyang Tower is not so much a building, but it looks more like a tower. The whole building is covered with blue bricks and red tiles, jade doors and windows. The building is divided into five floors, with drill spires, layers of cornices intriguing, all sides are the same, and the whole is square.

The whole Chongyang Building is built near the water, with stone bricks paved and flowing water surrounding. There are boats on one side, and traffic on the other, standing tall in the bustling streets. Standing on the top of the building, you can see most of Hangzhou City.

Drinking and writing poems on the high ground is the favorite thing for literati to do here. Get drunk, then splash ink on the wall, on the pillar, and write the psalms.

There are good and bad, though.

Some were wiped off the next day, while others remained, and their names have been passed down through the ages.

Ghost Cry squeezed through the crowd, walked into Chongyang Building, and found the shopkeeper.

"Festive Chongyang wine, is there? ”

Ghost Cry asked as he lifted the corner of his clothes, and the token on his waist shook.

The shopkeeper raised his head, and his eyes flashed: "No, the good daughter is red, but there is an altar." ”

The ghost cried, "Then come to the half altar." ”

"Is it hot?"

"It's not hot, the cold wine is in the stomach, and it naturally heats up. ”

The shopkeeper called the man and sent the ghost to cry upstairs. They climbed the stairs and stopped in front of a box on the fifth floor.

The man knocked on the door, and the door was opened, and it was barely an acquaintance, the taciturn middle-aged man. Last time, he also opened the courtyard door.

Ghost Cry squeezed in, and the middle-aged man closed the door. There were two round tables in it, and there were already seven people at this time, and only one of them was familiar with ghosts.

It's the woman who is as cold as ice, and I still remember the ghost crying, it seems that someone called her Nangong Woman. Now she leaned against the window, looking out with a sideways face.

And the others are also very quiet, one is silently eating melons and fruit snacks, the two are whispering on the side, and the others are doing their own things and do not affect each other.

Then, one after another, people came in. Soon, the entire private room was crammed with 15 people. Inside, there are only two or three ghosts crying that feel familiar.

At noon, the door opened again, and this time it was an Anyang Daoist with a box on his back. As soon as he came in, he put down the box and said, "Serve the food first, let's talk while eating." ”

16 people, around two tables.

The guys walked in, and soon a table was filled with dishes. There are wild game in the mountains, and there are also fresh fish in the water, and the style is very rich.

"Let's eat first, fill our stomachs, and let's talk!"

"Good!"

A group of people moved their chopsticks, and they didn't care so much about the ghosts crying, and they ate with their heads bored. Like him, there are a few others.

As for the Nangong woman, she seemed to be very unaccustomed to such a scene, so the chopsticks didn't move much.

In addition to the Nangong woman, there is also a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, who is also very reserved.

Bang!

The wine glass smashed on the table, and a bearded man shouted: "Phew, this wine is weak, change it to spirits." ”

As soon as he did, the brocade-clad man beside him was unlucky, his shoes were spit on them by the beard, and the spilled wine was spilled in his bowl.

As soon as the chair under him 'banged', he stood up at once, and grabbed the collar of his beard: "You are looking for death!"

The beard widened a pair of bull's eyes: "What's the matter?"

The two of them were tense, and for a while, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were all focused on them. In the whole box, the atmosphere froze all at once.

Anyang Daoren swallowed the fish balls, and was not angry at all because of the unreasonableness of the beard, and his tone was very peaceful: "Golden Sword King, don't make trouble, if you have something in the afternoon, you should not drink spirits." ”

Then, he spoke softly: "Come on, change the bowl for Pavilion Master Zhao." ”

The bearded Golden Knife King muttered a few words, took a big sip of his head, but didn't dare to make any more trouble. On the other side, the man in brocade originally wanted to have a seizure, but when he heard the words of Anyang Daoren, he arched his hand at Anyang Daoren and sat down.

Looking at the appearance of the two of them, it seems that they are very jealous of Anyang Daoren.

In terms of identity, Anyang Daoren is just an iron card. But his iron card is not light. He is not only a person from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, but also a person from the City God Temple, and a close confidant of the City God Lord.

In terms of status, it is comparable to an old drunkard.

However, compared with the old drunkard, the people of Anyang Dao are undoubtedly more terrifying. It's not about the power of identity, it's about the means.

The ghost crying who was bored eating took everything into his eyes, and he understood that this Anyang Daoist had the ability to suppress a group of arrogant generals, no wonder he was in charge of the overall situation this time.

The door of the box was pushed open, and the man walked in and changed the bowl for the man in brocade who was called the owner of the Zhao Pavilion.

When everyone was almost finished, the people of Anyang Dao clapped their hands, and a group of people poured in, removed the leftovers, and replaced them with dim sum melons and fruits.

After they went out, Anyang Daoist stood up and said, "This time, recruit everyone, everyone must have understood why, right?"

Everyone nodded.

The Golden Sword King was obviously a thorn, and he said in a rough voice: "Isn't it a fox demon!

Anyang Daoist shook his head: "Poor Dao knows that you are all heroes and heroes, and you are not afraid of that fox demon at all, but it doesn't matter if the fox demon is there, the key is that she has a demon in her belly, this matter must not be sloppy, and you must be cautious." ”

As he spoke, he opened his box and took out an octagonal treasure mirror. On one side of the mirror is the yin and yang gossip, and on the other side there is a flat round copper sheet.

The whole mirror is also the size of the basin, but it seems to be very heavy, holding this mirror, Anyang Dao people look very difficult. He placed the mirror on the table, then pulled out a porcelain vase and dripped red blood on it.

"Everybody come and see. Anyang Daoist greeted everyone.

Everyone gathered around, and the Taoist of Anyang explained: "This blood belongs to the fox demon, thanks to the ghost crying monk." ”

"Who is the ghost crying?" asked one of them.

"Me. The ghost cried.

The Golden Sword King looked at the ghost crying, "It doesn't look like a good person. ”

"Well, this man doesn't have a good face. Someone else whispered.

The ghost cry's face was a little dark, and he arched his hand at the Golden Sword King: "Each other!"

Suddenly, everyone burst into laughter.

The Golden Sword King was about to have a seizure, but was interrupted by Anyang Daoren: "Look. ”

On the mirror, the blood has been absorbed, and at this moment, a somewhat blurry picture emerges, and the whole picture looks a little weird.

"It's a reflection. "Someone said.

Everyone was stunned, no wonder it looked a little strange. Ghost Cry looked at the blurred picture, and it was also suddenly realized. The picture is blurry, not because of the mirror. He held one hand to his chest and one hand to his chin and said, "It's raining." ”

Everyone looked at the blurry and shaky picture, and then nodded in agreement. Indeed, this is the picture of raindrops falling on the water and then reflecting in the water.

"Looking at this situation, it should be the end of the Shen time and the beginning of the unitary time. ”

Looking at the picture inside, it's almost evening, and it gets dark early in winter, so it should be this time period.