[A Chinese Ghost Story] Grandma is hard to be

The fog returned after the rainstorm.

The sky and the earth were hazy.

The old shadow was in the gap between light and shadow, his whole body was icy and cold, as if he had been sitting there peacefully since ancient times, and he seemed to be born from the desolate mist.The handsome appearance that was not at odds with the old demon gradually faded away, and the whole figure was like a faint black shadow, illusory and elusive.

Those dark and shining eyes also became empty and melancholy like the misty rain in March.

I looked into his eyes and saw nothingness.

"Where there is him, there is me. It turns out that no one knows him better than me, even if it is a ghost general, even the women who sleep with him, I even know him better than himself." The old shadow The words he said were light and faint, just like him at this time, ethereal and ethereal.

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't, the Buddha shouldn't have let me be free but didn't teach me to learn the seven emotions and six desires." He said with a wry smile, with the most decisive and deepest pain in his eyes!

"Desire arises from the heart, and the appearance is evil desire. The Buddha said, once I see his appearance, I will breed desire, and I will want to replace the truth with the false. How could it be? How could I want to kill him? Haha..." Lao Ying raised his head and laughed loudly, raised his glass and was about to drink it down, but he seemed to see his own dark reflection in the glass, his pupils dilated, and he threw it violently, the glass hit the screen, shattering A land of exquisite jade.

I closed my eyes, unwilling to look at him again, and felt sour in my heart.

"It's the cruelest thing in the world. I spent tens of millions of years with him, and I can imitate his every move, but what I want to do most is the thing I can't do the most. How much I want to see That face, how much I want to talk to him... The spiritual loneliness will turn into a bottomless appetite, and I will start to eat whatever I see. Until one time, I ate three infinite treasure fish..."

I immediately understood his kind of behavior, the more the lack, the more intense and ferocious the desire.When we can't get it, we can only use other things to fill the emptiness and possessiveness, such as food, such as killing, such as love.

"That's the face I dream about day and night, that's the body I dream about."

My eyes seemed to penetrate into his heart through a thick fog, full of pity and sympathy.Even if we can no longer chat with the moon, we can no longer enjoy a cup of tea.

Between us there has doubtless been an understanding and a respect which no one else can understand.

He can't ask for it, but I have to ask for it.

Lao Ying smiled coldly, faced my pity for him, and said dismissively: "You don't have to look at me like this, I planned to kill you at first."

"Even if the tree demon of Lanruo Temple that I personally killed would come back to life, so what? I'll kill it again."

"Slap!" My heart tightened when I heard this, as if someone had slapped me mercilessly.

"I was waiting for you in the Tibetan Fragrance Cave that night. I wanted to kill you. But you are indeed the most interesting person I have ever met. You have an interesting background and different thoughts. For the first time, I wanted to make a friend."

"That's not the only reason you don't kill me, is it?"

Lao Ying nodded, and said: "I want to know how a ray of soul that does not belong to this world and has no ability to deprive others of their bodies can occupy the magpie's nest and live well."

"I have tried to seize the bodies of other monsters, but I have been failing. You are a gift from God to me."

His eyes quickly darkened, and my face became white. I couldn't help but grasp the front of my chest, looked at him in confusion, and murmured: "Nine-turn life pearl..."

"When the ghost was coming that night, I took the opportunity of turning into darkness to protect you, and entered your sea of ​​memory. But, hum! It was full of thick fog that I couldn't see clearly. I almost got lost in it, so I had to retreat Come out. For several consecutive nights after that, I used the Forbidden Art of the Demon Realm on you, but I couldn’t ask any questions about the method of soul placement.” Lao Ying’s voice came coldly, without any warmth or expression.

At that time, even I was deceived by myself, how could he see the truth clearly?

The cold air penetrated into my bone marrow from the ground, and the blood in my whole body was about to freeze. I sat in the grand teacher's chair and couldn't move. I lowered my head and refused to believe, "You...you are lying to me..."

how could this be?Isn't it the same sense of destiny that gives us a sense of confidant?Wasn't it an instinctive reaction before he had time to think that made him save me?Was it a calculation and a deep conspiracy from the beginning?I cannot accept such an answer.

"Then why..." I raised my head and wanted to ask him why he wanted me to see the old demon, but the rest of the sentence was stuck in my throat and I could not speak out.

Lao Ying's eyes flickered, and he didn't want to look at me without looking at his face. He picked up the quilt I had drunk on the table, filled it with wine, and drank it with his head raised.

That's right, it was I who offered to run to help him paint the old demon, it was I who wanted to hit the gun.

As long as I sneak into the Floating Cloud Palace at night and get caught by a merciless ghost general or old demon, I will be dealt with easily. It is my luck to survive. There is no way to "soul resettlement".

He didn't expect that after drinking too much Fushengjin that night, the drunk old demon would become arousal because he ate the Yinghua Dan of the Bull Demon King with me. Not only did he let me go, but I was also noticed by the old demon Once it was done, it was difficult for him to start again.

"What right do you have to ask me if he is okay? Lai Xiaohe." Lao Ying's words were sharp, his eyes were deep and unpredictable, "He actually wants to die in your story, he thinks beautifully!"

I stared blankly at him, but was answered speechlessly by his questioning, a cold hand tossed and squeezed my broken heart over and over again.

"Do you know? He sat alone in the room the next night and waited for you to come again. He waited for most of the night, but you never came."

"He convinced himself that you were just a floating dream, but you were helpless, drinking alone until dawn. Lai Xiaohe, what kind of drug did you give him? To make such a handsome and sober person become sluggish?" Lao Ying He looked at me clankly, his eyes were cold, and there was even a hint of imperceptible frustration.

"I've never seen him wait so long for someone, and he only waited for an hour for that Haitang girl outside Chang'an City!"

His voice became colder and colder, and the evil spirit in the dark pupils became more intense, like weaving a huge and dense net, silently caged me in it, and it was difficult to breathe.

He waits for me?Why is he waiting for me?The old monster was just aphrodisiaced by wine and medicine!

"Later, you were promoted to be the maid of the Floating Cloud Palace. You and Niang Niang were just outside the Floating Cloud Palace, but he felt astonished, ran out happily, and recognized you at a glance. He knew you were not Meng, knowing that you are still in Montenegro, he is actually happy!"

"I really don't know whether to be happy or sad. You are cunning and slipping away faster than anyone else. He was so angry that he smashed his wine glass when he heard the sparrow came to report that you had escaped. He hasn't seen it for so many years. A disobedient person like you."

"When the Bull Demon King proposed to go down the mountain to catch you, he didn't say a word, and actually acquiesced. It didn't matter, I was silently and cautiously looking forward to it. When he found out that the person in his dream that he had been obsessed with was actually the person in Lanruo Temple. What expression will he have when he hates the banyan tree demon old witch?"

"You walk too slowly. You didn't even leave the territory of Montenegro for an hour. You were proud of yourself in the town at the foot of the mountain. You were beaming and dancing to attract attention. At that time, you became a banyan spirit again, talking nonsense Nonsense. I also thought that when you just walked away like this, what I didn't expect was that you were so stupid that you took out the treasures I used to buy you in front of him. Originally, it didn't matter if you ran to the ends of the earth in the future, I can find your clues by the breath lingering on the baby. I haven't been warmed by you yet."

Lao Ying kept pouring out his life one cup after another, telling the plots of the stories that I didn't know one sentence at a time.

I can only close my eyes silently and try not to think too much.

We all think that we are the strongest chess players, but in fact, no one can beat the turbulent God.

They are closely intertwined, his conspiracy and my conspiracy are mixed together, and they can no longer be clearly understood.

"I thought he had long forgotten the treasures I stole, but he remembered, he still remembered the shallow scar on your neck that belonged to him, how could his mark disappear so easily? He is such a smart monster. At last What surprised me was that he only hesitated for three seconds about you being the ugly banyan spirit who stalked you, and then immediately accepted the fact with a smile. Do you know what that means?"

I couldn't say anything, and bursts of scorching heat rushed over, making my heart ache.

"What the banyan tree spirit spent hundreds of years without success, you did it in just three meetings."

"Oh! I gave you the Longevity Invitation, but you are so rich that you sold it for money! He glanced at the banquet, and he knew that the tiger spirit was involved." Lao Ying seemed to be very angry, but he laughed instead. His brows and eyes are slightly narrowed, very much like the eyes of that old monster.

"From then on, I couldn't figure out what he was thinking. I haven't learned many emotions that are too advanced..."

Laoying gradually discovered that there is a huge disadvantage in the sorcery practice of cutting out the heart with essence and blood. The spiritual connection between him and the old demon is getting worse day by day. What are you doing!

So after the birthday banquet, when he was a guest in Dragon Palace, something happened to him.

"When I was trying to eat the ghost general, I was shot and injured by him. But he didn't know who I was, maybe he just thought I was a man-eating piranha in the Dragon Palace. Then I began to hide in the shadow for a long time to heal my injuries Days. Later, the old demon didn’t go back to Montenegro, but went directly to Lanruo Temple to look for you. He heard from Xiaoqing that you went to Guobei Inn to wait for someone every day, so he went to the town again.”

"The stupid words of 'Lu Dongbin' you said, even I knew it was nonsense, but he accepted it all." Lao Ying rubbed his forehead with a wry smile, glanced at me helplessly, and raised his head for another glass of wine .

Maybe the only one in the world who can accompany the old monster to drink up Fusheng is him, the other himself.

"During those days when he was drinking at the Guobei Inn, his heart was very quiet. He was very happy to know that she secretly painted his portrait. He didn't like Yan Chixia who was always busy with the world and had an upright face. Because Yan Chixia lives in your Lanruo Temple, and you bought clothes for him."

As he murmured, the other side of the story unfolded before my eyes.

The scenes in my memory swept across mountains and seas, and those words that sounded unintentional at the beginning seemed to be full of meaningful affection now.

As soon as I realized this, Dire Wolf almost wanted to take my whole sanity away...

I bit my lip tightly, trying not to let myself cry.

"Little Crane." Lao Ying's face was completely blurred, his originally clear eyes were now full of scarlet, but his voice was steady and dark, indescribably ghostly.

I knew that the demonic nature in his heart would awaken again, and that would be the time to cut my heart open and take the Nine-Turn Fate Orb.

"I remember, you are my important existence and my only friend besides the old demon." The clear voice was still echoing in my ears with the breeze, but the person in front of me wanted to kill me.

What a memory!There are no intrigues spread out on the table, no frightening schemes and schemes, no deceit or betrayal.

There is only a lonely shadow exiled, a ghost from another world imprisoned by memories.

When he looked up again, his eyes were already blurred with tears.

"Can't, can't, you can't kill me now..." I closed my eyes, let the tears flow wantonly, shook my head fiercely, my heart was so painful that it couldn't be worse, but the words I said were extremely firm.

I finally got the answer I was looking for.

But is there still time?

The author has something to say: Lao Ying: [Love ends in hate.Instead of letting him die in that story, let me take his place and become one with him, never to be separated again. 】

The old demon used to be obsessed with "who am I"

Lao Ying's obsession is "can't get it"

Xiaohe's obsession is "already lost"

Next chapter!Xiaohe finally decides his true heart and escapes!

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