[A Chinese Ghost Story] Grandma is hard to be

Russian poet Pushkin wrote: "If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be impatient!"

I was so familiar with this poem when I was in middle school that I thought I knew it by heart.But now I find that when I really want to throw me into a specific environment, I still can't do what he said, "you need to be calm in a melancholy day"!To hell with Pushkin!

From a long distance, I saw Xiaoqing lying in the grass!In a moment of urgency, he pushed the old demon away and fell straight down from mid-air. After falling like a dog, he got up and ran over.

Xiaoqing was originally a hundred-year-old ghost, and ordinary people should not be able to hurt her. Monsters know that ghosts are hard to live, and generally they will not do it for them.

I examined her whole body carefully, except for a burnt scar on her shoulder.

The old demon standing aside with folded arms only glanced at it, then chuckled lightly, and said lightly, "Peachwood Sword, this sword is very light."

I just think this old monster is really cold-blooded and heartless, I won't believe anything he says.

I called her name softly, only to see that her soul became weaker and weaker, and my brows became more and more wrinkled.

She slowly opened her eyes, struggled to point to the direction of the pool, and said weakly, "Xiaoqian...Xiaoqian is out..."

Before she could finish her words, her whole body turned into a faint blue will-o'-the-wisp, clearly extinguishing.I looked at my empty hand, a little unbelievable.

shocked!what happened? !

"Isn't it normal for a ghost to turn into a will-o'-the-wisp? She'll turn back in a while! If you have the time to cry, don't hurry to find your baby Nie Xiaoqian!" The old demon woke me up in a calm tone.

I:"!!!"

No one ever told me that ghosts can turn into will-o'-the-wisps!Who understands you monsters and ghosts?If you're not dead, don't act as if you're dead, okay? !Came here to deceive people!

I also look angry and dissatisfied!

Hurry to the water pool again!But the old monster followed, hugged me, and recited a formula, and we instantly disappeared into the dark night in a puff of black smoke.

Not flying this time... ==

Xiaoqian left... Gone?

Xiaoqian is out... the door?

Xiaoqian left...home?

In the blink of an eye, thousands of thoughts ran through my mind, but I was unwilling to admit the obvious possibility—something happened to Xiaoqian.

When the old demon and I appeared by the small pool, I didn’t have to think about what happened to Xiaoqian anymore, because she was right in front of my eyes, she was just pierced by a seven-foot nail, and she was lying coldly beside the small pool on the boulder.

The stream is turbulent, and the night song is graceful.

Yan Chixia, who was squatting to inspect the mummified Xiahou, suddenly turned around when she heard the sound behind her, her eyes were cold and her face was as stern as frost. She clenched the ancient bronze sword in her hand and pointed at me and the old demon from a distance. direction.

After the momentary peak of sadness, you can't cry if you want to cry, you just want to die.

I looked at Xiaoqian who was almost transparent, her hands and feet were cold, but she couldn't take a step.

"She used to rely on only a lingering wisp of her soul to wander around the world, and now her soul is about to disperse. I'm afraid that the three souls will never meet again, and the seven souls will never enter reincarnation." The old demon frowned, his face expressionless. , murmured and sighed: "Such a beauty, hero Yan, you are really cruel."

Yan Chixia's eyebrows frowned into Sichuan characters, her eyes flickered, as if she wanted to say something, but she held back.

I was completely hopeless, my heart was like a haggard tree, and I couldn't hear what the old demon was saying.

Self-blame and guilt washed away my consciousness like big waves!Blame me!Don't go home!Don't pretend to be grandma to do such a heartless thing!It's all my fault!Originally, grandma died as soon as she died, so let them, who are already poor and lonely women, go to reincarnation!But I came from another world and insisted on interfering!

A Chinese Ghost Story can never end without Xiaoqian!That gentle Xiaoqian will never see her beloved in this life - Ning Caichen again!And I can't go back...

Counting everywhere, so in the end it all comes to nothing?

Why?Yan Chixia is doing justice for the heavens, the laws of heaven are clear, and evil will be rewarded with evil?I did everything, why didn't he just come and kill me? !And choose to kill Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing?Despair, resentment, anger, and remorse all surged up, and they were about to tear me apart!crush!

I want to hug Xiaoqian up, it's so cold and uncomfortable to lie on it!Xiaoqian is terribly cold, and she still loves beauty, but now she is wet all over, and her white clothes are stained badly, she must be unhappy.I used to laugh that she spends more time dressing up than sleeping every day...

But I found nothing, and when I stretched out my hand, only the string of bells on her ankles and the seven-foot precision nails on her chest fell on the boulder with a "ding-bell", which was crisp and beautiful.

She has always wanted to take this bell off, and I don't know how to take it off, but now she has taken it off, but she will never know.

The ghostly will-o'-the-wisp followed at some point, and a pale skeleton grimace could be vaguely seen.

"Grandma, it's all Yan Chixia!" Her tone was full of resentment, "Shortly after I killed Xiahou, Yan Chixia chased after me!" On my heart, the chill covered me completely from head to toe.

That's right, it's him!He wants to avenge Xiahou!He also said that he wanted to kill all evil spirits and crooked ways in the world!

Ah!

The mahogany sword, the seven-foot fine nail, and Xiaoqing who escaped from death, he is standing here, what do you have to believe?

That person's name made countless twists and turns in my heart, but I didn't respond.

I looked at Yan Chixia, but he stared at the old black mountain demon without blinking.

"Is this what you've worked so hard to see?" He said coldly.

The Montenegrin old demon sneered, kept silent, and walked forward silently, waved his long sleeves, leaving only pieces of blue and crystal clear Xiaoqian hidden by him, and put them in the sleeves.

He stood by my side with his hands behind his back, fixed his eyes on my face, and asked softly, "Tell me, is the 'end of the show' you're after really so important to you?"

I raised my head suddenly, and looked straight at the old demon in surprise, that's right, my teammate who is like a god!I have an old demon!

As if grabbing the last straw, I clenched his sleeves tightly with both hands, stared at him, and asked eagerly, "Do you have a solution? I know you must have a solution, right? Don't you?" Want to trade your life for your life? Just take mine!"

The old demon sneered, and said disapprovingly, "How can you be so alarmist, you'd better save your life and boil the bath water for me!"

I laughed, relieved, although his words were never pleasant, but his actions were unexpectedly reliable.

I nodded desperately, and hurriedly agreed: "Okay, okay! You should hurry up and save Xiaoqian now! She is still your No.17 wife!"

He was taken aback when he heard it, his face turned blue, probably he himself had forgotten about the marriage he had promised before.

He brushed my hand away coldly, as if he was very angry, he smiled instead, "I forgot that you are actually a heartless, selfish and ruthless person."

I was so provoked by his sudden sarcastic remarks that I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

At this moment, Yan Chixia said coldly, "You pretended really well! It's a pity, I will definitely take your life tonight!"

After saying that, he touched the ground with his toes, took advantage of the situation and stabbed the sword out in the air.A strong and domineering sword energy rushed towards his face!

The old demon pushed me away, but he barely avoided it.

Yan Chixia's moves are plain and simple, but the advantage is that she changes her moves quickly and without time, and in the blink of an eye, she slashes obliquely and horizontally, and strikes three more swords!This is the actual combat experience he has accumulated for decades in the rivers and lakes, enough to make him a tie with the old black mountain demon who has been practicing for thousands of years!

Seeing that Yan Chixia's sword was about to thrust out again, I turned over and jumped up, standing up to block the old demon. At that moment, only one thought lingered in my heart!In any case, the old demon cannot afford to lose!

I'm betting!Yan Chixia will not kill me!I know that the sword old demon can definitely avoid it, but I don't know whether he will save Xiaoqian, so I want to bet this time!If I win the bet, I win. The old demon will save people if he owes me favors. If Yan Chixia really doesn't want to kill me, he will know that tonight, I am a guardian!It's up to him whether to do it or not!

Just like I can bet on Yan Chixia's choice every time, the old demon can also penetrate all my thoughts, his low laughter is full of sarcasm, and it rang in my ears muffled.

The ancient bronze sword stopped within an inch of my heart, and the tip of the sword was firmly clamped by a hand with sharp nails with only two fingers.Yan Chixia's sword was so domineering and fierce, the sword energy even forced my blood to surge up, and my throat was sweet, but at this moment, I was pinched by the old demon's two fingers, unable to move.

The old demon chuckled, and pushed the sword away. Yan Chixia backed away again and again until she touched the stone wall, panting heavily.

"I have no regrets about the sword. Yan Chixia, just now you hurt the enemy a thousand with that sword, and you hurt yourself eight hundred. At this moment, you must have suffered a serious internal injury? I, the old demon of Montenegro, never take advantage of others' danger, I am still that In a word, when you recover from your injury, I will wait for you and accompany you at any time."

I was shocked when I heard this, and looked up at Yan Chixia.

He turned away coldly, unwilling to look at me, presumably his heart was full of disappointment with me.

He stood up straight slowly, with a dignified face, and said righteously: "You do it yourself, it's best not to add more crimes! You are doing it, and the sky is watching!"

After saying that, he narrowed his eyes and picked up the mummy Xiahou on the ground, leaving us with a lonely and arrogant back.

Looking at his gradually receding figure, I suddenly felt a burst of hot blood rushing out from the corner of my mouth. What made me feel more uncomfortable than the scattered blood in my chest was a pair of sour eyes that were at a loss as to what to do.

My tears have just dried up, and it's hard to shed them any more.

"Are you saving Xiaoqian?" I looked up at him quietly.

The old demon picked up my sleeve and wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth for myself, and said with a faint smile, "He said that I got my wish, and I think you got it."

Then he let go of the arms around me, and left with his hands behind his back.

Xiaoqing, who had turned into a faint will-o'-the-wisp, had drifted away silently at some point.

There is still half of Pushkin's poem:

Believe it, happy days are coming!

The heart is always yearning for the future; but the present is often melancholy.

All is fleeting, all will pass; and that which has passed will become a loving nostalgia.

I finished reciting silently, and turned my head to look at the direction Yan Chixia left. There were blood spots on the ground, which was a bit dazzling under the morning light.

In the movie, it was just Xiaoqian + grandma who killed Xiahou, but when Yan Chixia arrived, it was only enough to collect Xiahou's body.After Yan Chixia beheaded Xiaoqing, the conflict between her grandmother and Yan Chixia deepened, and finally Yan Chixia injured her grandmother and singled out the old demon of Montenegro...

Now such a situation can be regarded as detached from the plot of the original movie.

I sighed, my heart was numb, and I walked away.

I want to go back to Lanruo Temple to stabilize Ning Caichen, he can't leave until July [-]th - the Obon Festival.

At that time, everything will pass.

At that time, everything fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: cover your face

<(__)>sorry!

Grandma: "Hmph! Just tell me, how many hidden clues have you hidden? What about the promised happy happy?"

Stepmother: "Huh?"

Lao Ying: "Why haven't I been on stage?"

Mother: "..."

Niang Niang hugged the ghost general: "Shouldn't we show our faces less? You just follow me."

Ghost General: "..." (He meant that he never wanted to appear.)

Stepmothers and mothers are all in battle~~Little angels~Come and collect me~I heard that there are surprises (scare) in the collection!

Smoking a cigarette <(￣c￣)y▂ξ calms me down. No one loves the castle wolf girl, which makes me worry. And recently, I found that the number of words in each chapter is becoming more and more uncontrollable... Sigh