[A Chinese Ghost Story] Grandma is hard to be

The bright moon is stained with blood, falling to the west.The wind was rumbling, and the howling of ghosts and wolves suddenly sounded, as if it came with the sword.

When they saw the face of the sword bearer, everyone was startled.

The frightened Xiaoqing reappeared!

That sword strike was so ferocious, wrapped in such deep hatred and resentment that no one in the world could avoid it.

When Xiaohe didn't want to rush out to block the sword, she suddenly understood what was going on with the pool of blood in the mirror of reincarnation. It was either the old demon or her, the old demon or her, the choice was hers, but this was originally It is not a qualified multiple choice question.

She will definitely be desperate, even if her body is broken, just for this time, she is willing.

But it wasn't Xiaohe's frail body that the blood-colored sharp sword pierced through.

At that moment, the old demon hugged her and turned around quickly...

Xiaohe looked at the old demon in disbelief.

He looked back at her tenderly, with an apology and relief in his eyes that she couldn't understand, "Fool... cough cough... right... right... puff!" Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of thick blood gushes out.

The bloody resentment sword that entangled nine hundred and ninety-nine innocent souls did not stop for a moment because of Xiaohe. Xiaoqing's eyes were red, and she laughed wildly as the thousandth strand of innocent souls turned into the sacrificial sword and threw herself into the sword!In an instant, the unstoppable sword edge pierced the old demon's heart with the help of strong and swift gravity, and passed through Xiaohe...

turn out to be!Xiaoqing went to Guobei Town to collect those dead souls to practice the sword!Those who died in Lanruo Temple and Guobei Town...even those female ghosts of Lanruo Temple who "burrowed into the ground"...resentful!Really resentful!

Double kill with one sword!

The old demon caught her, but suddenly fell powerlessly to the ground like a light of bright moonlight.

In fact, if it was the old demon, he would have been able to avoid that sword without hitting his heart.

But at this time, it was not the old demon who was holding Xiaohe in his arms.

No matter what kind of creature it is, or what kind of environment it lives in, once it gets emotional, all its proud rationality will be destroyed by sensibility.

He just wanted to be good for him wholeheartedly, risking his life and forgetting to die.

It was the same for Xiaohe's reckless blocking of the sword, and it was the same for Lao Ying who embedded the Nine-Turn Fate Orb into his body at that moment, forcing out the spirit of the old demon, and died for him.

Moths to the flame, martyred for love.

"Xiaohe, what is the ending of the goldfish story?" Lao Ying smiled softly, and asked softly in Xiaohe's ear, carefully, for fear of waking up some sweet dreams.His eyes fell into a void of nothingness, his dark eyes were shining brightly, as if he had obtained the most beautiful treasure in the world.

Xiaohe's light green dress has been stained black and red by the blood of Lao Ying who is not sure whether it is hers or the old demon who is occupying the old demon's body at this moment. He is wearing a red robe, so it is impossible to tell how serious the injury is!

Xiaohe suppressed his crying, showed a faint smile, and gently whispered in his ear:

"The old woman said that she wanted to be the queen of the sea, and she also lived freely in the ocean like a goldfish. She wanted the goldfish to serve her in person and listen to her whatever she wanted. After listening to the old fisherman's prayer, the goldfish didn't say a word. Said, just stroked his tail in the water, and swam into the deep sea. The old man waited for a long time at the seaside for an answer, but he didn’t get it, so he had to go back to see the old woman——a look: the dilapidated room was still in front of him. In the mud hut, her old woman is sitting on the threshold, and the broken wooden basin is still in front of her. In the end, the goldfish is also free, and the old woman has an old fisherman to accompany her to the end. They are all happy."

Lao Ying nodded slowly, smiling contentedly, "That's great...that's great..."

He murmured in a weaker voice next to Xiaohe's ear, "Tell him for me, don't...don't look for it...he's a..."

Xiaohe nodded with tears in his eyes, and then she heard the heart-pounding sound - it was the sound of the Nine-turn Life Orb shattering in his body.

In the blink of an eye, the person in his embrace gradually faded away, and his vitality was passing away at a crazy speed. Because the soul-inducing bell hanging on Xiaohe's neck lost its owner, the Gu worm withered and died, and the bell fell off automatically...

Xiaohe stretched out his empty hands, dotted with crystals, and disappeared.

The Obon Festival, the night of parting, the moon is so big, bright and round, so clean that people feel peaceful.

The cool breeze blows away the blood in the air.

At that place, a group of hazy black shadows gradually reshaped.

So many petals!The begonia petals of Daifen are flying all over the sky!Xiao He quietly looked at the light red that floated from the crabapple forest all over the sky. The cool summer wind rolled them up and fluttered, like rootless duckweed, or like winter snow in summer.

Did the crabapple forest leave sadly because it lost its owner?Are they also collective martyrdom?What a playful old monster...

In the rain of flowers all over the sky, a man wearing a bright red dress came out. It was obviously the most festive color, but his face was full of despair and sadness.

Xiaohe smiled and blinked weakly at him, it's great that he's fine...

The blood-stained white palm was raised, and a picture scroll carefully tied with gold thread lay quietly in her palm.

That painting, the one he had always wanted to get back.

In mid-air, several clusters of dark blue will-o'-the-wisps suddenly ignited, and a dark wind blew up, flying sand and rocks, and ghosts howling.

Xiaohe closed his eyes with a smile, the scroll fell to the ground, and unfolded slowly, the begonia beauty, drunk with a smile, stained red with blood.

At the same time, the thousand resentful souls attached to the blood sword turned into a jingle of bells, merging into the icy river of forgetfulness pouring out from the ground...

The chest of the old demon who finally took shape was heaving violently, and he felt as if a piece of his heart was missing suddenly, some intense emotion mixed with hot blood swept up his throat, and his pupils were dyed red.

The begonia flower rain is mixed with extremely coquettish scarlet, manjusawa, yellow spring flower from the bank of Santu River.

A row of ghost messengers with hooked soul locks and crossed souls emerged from the ground.

Tonight, on the Montenegro, there were many deaths, Black and White Wuchang was ordered to lead ghost messengers to seduce souls.

Regardless of whether it is a human being, a demon or an immortal, the three souls dissipate after death, the main soul returns to heaven, the awakened soul returns to the underworld, and the living soul wanders among the cemeteries.The three souls will not reunite until they reincarnate again.But for those who have lost their souls, only an unconscious soul will be left behind, which will be brought back by the office staff of the underworld, and it will be recycled as elements of other souls to save costs.

Xiaohe originally did not belong to this world, so her name was not listed in the book of life and death, but after accepting her grandmother's demon element, she evolved into a tree elf, like a newborn, so she appeared in the book of life and death in the underworld.

Seeing a ghost messenger approaching Xiaohe, the half-demonic old demon kicked away the ghost messenger carrying the ecstasy lock extremely viciously, so hard that he kicked the ghost messenger away from the ghost, and instantly disappeared into ashes!

Hei Wuchang swallowed, glared at Bai Wuchang who was so frightened that he hid behind him, felt a little sad, cupped his hands and said: "Demon King, your shadow died for you, you escaped the catastrophe. But the tree elf Lai Xiaohe three The soul is gone, and it is useless to feel that the soul stays, Wuchang advises the king not to hinder us from doing business in the underworld."

Talk about people when you see people, talk about ghosts when you see ghosts, and talk about ghosts when you see demons.Seven points of politeness, three points of threat.

Heiwuchang paused, and added: "If you act against the heavens, you will be punished by the heavens." I don't know if he meant Xiaohe or the old demon.

"Oh... so what about the sky? What about the gods? What can he do to me?!" Hearing this, the old demon was extremely furious, and shouted sharply. In front of him, the thousand-level white jade steps were ruined, and the hundreds of ghosts on the steps were injured. Even the black and white impermanence who dodged in time were lost to the hundred-year ghost cultivator.

"roll!"

After that, he no longer cares about it.

Going forward, carefully pulled out the red sword from Xiaohe's chest, picked her up, and instantly turned into a puff of black mist, disappearing before everyone's eyes.

From now on, you will never leave me again.

From the day we got married, we were doomed to be entangled in life and death. If you go against the sky, go against the sky. I've become so crazy because of you, so I'm not afraid to be even more crazy.

A heart that has been lonely for thousands of years, fell in love with you, then it will never regret it.

Lai Xiaohe, without my Majesty's permission, why did you die again?You wait for me, you still owe me three words.

The stars and the moon are gradually pale, the long night finally passes, the dawn is new, and the light that people are looking forward to finally arrives.

July [-]th, early in the morning.

Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia, who were carrying the columbarium, descended the mountain on the right way from Heishan. The morning mist was light and the morning glow was light all the way.

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So far, the movie that Xiaohe has been pursuing has finally been "filmed". Although there were countless painful processes and the script collapsed countless times during the period, she cleverly reversed them all.

The scholar Ning Caichen left with Xiaoqian's ashes.

Yan Chixia didn't want to stay in Guobei Town anymore, wandering the world, but she didn't change her original intention. As the saying goes, "I don't shrink from myself. Although I am brown and broad, I don't worry about it. I shrink from myself, even though there are tens of thousands of people. Let's go!" (As long as you think you are righteous, even if you face thousands of people, you must go forward!)

Because of Xiaoqing's resentment towards the banyan tree spirit and her hatred for the old Montenegro demon who was the source of all her misfortunes, Xiaoqing plotted and forbeared for a hundred years, and finally took revenge and died with a smile on her face.

To a certain extent, grandma got what she wanted and allowed herself to stay by Lao Yao's side.

This is the only time that Ghost General and Mandrilliang finally comprehend the supreme spirit of "cherishing", "you will die in the second grade" and "you will not die if you don't do it", and they are awkward together.

Lao Ying was originally a shadow that shouldn't exist in the world. He committed crimes in order to gain recognition, but finally he woke up.From the beginning to the end, he just wanted the old demon to know that he was there.The old demon knew it and had been protecting him, so in the end, he had that choice.He fulfilled himself.In addition, when he took shape, the Buddha promised him "a pair of insightful eyes to see through the world". Therefore, the "thing you will never know" he said was that he knew what the old monster was and what it was. The origin, but at first he only wanted one person to know this secret, a unique secret in the whole world, and in the end, he told Xiaohe.

The story of the goldfish: The goldfish is an old demon, the old woman is an old shadow, and the old fisherman is a little crane.

The true ending of Xiaohe and the old demon will be revealed in the next two chapters, as well as another scene where the water mirror appears, and the shocking secret of what the old demon is, as well as a reverse ending from the beginning of the book to the present .

As for why Xiaoqing didn't die, let Xiaohe, who has a clear mind, tell you next time!Occasionally, I have to show the heroine a high IQ.

The first four kills: Xiaohe died, Xiaoqing died, Lao Yao died (the body was dead), and Lao Ying died.

The next chapter is a [-]-word extra long episode: Exclusive reveal - the whole story of the old demon's love affair!

The author has something to say: where will the old demon and the little crane go?

Is Xiaohe's obsession as she wishes?

The finale of sweet abuse, sorrow and joy, will be presented immediately!

Please bubble up!bow!

The last three chapters are all updated at 11:[-] p.m. the next day. Please note that the number of words exceeds the sky!hahahahahahahahahahaha!

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☆, life is endless, the origin of love

He didn't know the year, month and day when he came to this world of the Three Thousand Buddhas, he didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know what he was becoming a demon, but he knew that this was the first time he was facing a person. People are so interested.

Originally, he just wanted to leave quietly and help Lao Ying take his body quietly, but one night, a person appeared in his Floating Cloud Palace, a person who should not exist.

For some reason that day, the Bull Demon King led a group of drinking buddies to persuade him to drink frequently.

The most common thing in Fuyun Temple is not goblins or begonias, but wine.

He drank a lot of wine and was not drunk, but in the middle of the night, his spirit became more and more clear.

Listening to the rascals who were drunk in his room in the dark night, he smiled peacefully. He didn't know if he would be like him in the future. Will his drinking buddies notice and blame him.

When he heard a daring thief turning over and groping into the room, he froze for a moment, then sat up quietly.

Little thieves are not rare, what is rare are little thieves who can find their way into the sleeping palace of the King of Montenegro.

He stared blankly at the nimble thief in the dark with his chin squinted, his drunken eyes blurred.

Suddenly, that lively little face suddenly looked towards this side nervously, and held his breath, as if afraid of alarming him.

At that moment, he seemed to smell a strange fragrance, light and elegant, but like the purest orchid, there was a touch of intimidating fragrance, which almost made him lose control.

He watched her creeping closer to him, but accidentally kicked away a scroll because of being overly nervous. While she gasped, he couldn't help but chuckle.

It seems that this charming little thief is a novice~

For a moment he thought of playing tricks on her, a little cunning and mischievous.

"Are you here to steal things too? Little beauty~"

She was even more interesting than he imagined. He originally thought she was here to steal things, but under his "questioning", she shared the hiding places of those treasures with him!Moreover, it seems that she knows a lot.Hehe~

Mouth full of lies, actually uttering lies, saying in front of the old Montenegro demon that she came to see if the King of Montenegro had covered the quilt? !She tells too many lies and he starts to be wary of her.

But she then pulled his sleeve pitifully and said, she just came to have a look at herself?Um, why do I still feel a little happy when I hear it~ Does she admire herself and want to recommend herself as a pillow?He gently sniffed at her ear, and it smelled good, why didn't the one who delivered it to her door accept it?

But... the next second she actually said that he was "dark but not autumnal"! "It's not ugly at all"! "Arrogant and narcissistic, but also very narrow-minded and fond of holding grudges"!

Hehe, he shook his hand and almost broke her neck directly.

Then, the clever ghost actually changed the subject and said that he has a "broad heart" and would not get angry and hurt others because of malicious slander. She really took advantage of everything.Gave him a bunch of bad names and put a high hat on him.

Then, he asked her name, but looking at her disdainful and suspicious eyes, it seemed that he was afraid that he, who was also a thief, would be caught and confessed to her. He was unwilling and thinking about lying.

"Guess?" The old demon swears, these are the two words he has heard the most in the past few thousand years that make him uncomfortable.

Of course, he knew how to beat up such a greedy little girl, but unfortunately, the drunken goblin woke up, and he couldn't let her stay. He could only touch her like a pet. face, scratched her chin, and told her to leave.

Hehe, when he held her belt and lifted the kitten up, the first reaction of the cute kitty was to hug his waist~ How interesting~

He was looking forward to her coming back tomorrow night...

But she didn't come the next day, and he waited quietly for most of the night. He was a little angry for some reason, but he didn't know why he was angry.

Because it's the first time to wait for a woman for so long?Or is it because I suddenly seem to have expectations for "surviving to discover the spark of life"?he does not know.

And then, a few days later, at the Floating Cloud Hall, he suddenly sensed that she was around.So close, so close.

Sure enough, she didn't know that she was the old demon of Montenegro.When she saw the Bull Demon King calling her an "old demon", she had such an unbelievable expression that she wanted to dig a hole and leave immediately, which made him feel very useful, cough, very cool!

However, this clever ghost named Lai Xiaohe slipped faster than anyone else.

However, after many guesses, she did not guess that she was actually the shameless banyan tree spirit from Lanruo Temple, but she didn't seem to be the banyan tree spirit.

At that moment, he seemed to let go of something suddenly, but also seemed to think more about something suddenly.

Heh, it's okay for Lao Niu to send his birthday invitation on his own initiative, but she has the audacity to sell it for money? !Is she so afraid of him?Is she so contemptuous of him? !He looked at the tiger spirit who had sneaked in, and smiled viciously. He felt that he probably had a fight with the banyan tree spirit.

Then, it was he who suddenly picked up the "picture book" full of weirdness, three points of similar text, abstract paintings, and strange lines.He didn't need anyone to remind him, he knew that this album was probably the masterpiece named "Lai Xiaohe".

It seems that it's time to meet her well.

During those days at the inn, he often took advantage of her unpreparedness to enter her memory, and he wanted to know what was going on in her mind every day.

At first there was no fruit, there was a lot of fog, and there were many knots in my heart.

He decided to just wait with her and play with her.

Anyway, he has plenty of time.

During those days when he was idling and drinking at the Guobei Inn, the old demon's heart was very quiet.

Except for one thing - he doesn't like that Yan Chixia who is always busy with dust and has an upright face, because he lives in Lai Xiaohe's house, and Lai Xiaohe spends the money he earned from him to buy clothes for Yan Chixia.

Well, how should I say it?There is always a sense of substitution that my wife is taking a wallet outside to support the little boy.Although, he doesn't like her type of woman at all, and he will never marry a little woman like her with a bad stomach.

Until that time, he was surprised to find that Bodhi, who was full and had nothing to do to meddle in other people's business, appeared in her dream!

When Bodhi had fooled Xiao Feihe and was about to slip away, he stopped him with a folding fan.

Bodhi kept telling secrets, and in the end, the old demon said that he would force him to drink, take off his yellow cloth monk clothes and throw him into the vixen's den, so Bodhi had to say something vaguely and asked him to help Xiaohe Her troubles would be his troubles.

The old demon is still thinking about his words!The old monk just slipped away!

Then Yan Chixia came.

He had never seen anyone who was more eccentric than her, who liked to pretend to be stupid.

Hard-spoken and soft-hearted, foxy and powerful, greedy for money and delicious food, and doesn't know how to restrain pretense at all.She looks like an ordinary little person who can be seen through at a glance, but her mind is not simple at all.

You know exactly what she wants to do, but you don't know why she does it.

You can keep obstructing her, but she can move forward firmly, with a kind of fearless bravery, and she lives with a special direction.

She laughs or makes trouble every day, with a hippie smile, clever and lively.

Especially the look in her eyes, always with an outsider's attitude of seeing through the world and pity.She is obviously the most humble little demon, yet she is high above the others, what a combination of contradictions!

The more interested he is in her, the more he desires to understand her thoroughly, to understand her, to see through her, to be sure of her.

Later, the more he got to know her, the more he pitied her and hated her.

The night Ning Caichen arrived at Lanruo Temple, he knew she was in a bad mood.He silently accompanied her.

He wanted her to tell him her story and her hidden thoughts, but in the end she just wanted to be alone.

Her frowning, her little thoughts, her happiness or displeasure, he was surprised that he was so caring.

Next, the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing had an accident.

He had never seen him so sad and helpless, as if he had been struck by lightning, he looked so heartbroken that the sky had collapsed!

Panicked and at a loss, the tears in his eyes were like a thunderstorm in June, falling silently and non-stop, crackling and crashing into his heart, creating puddles of different sizes.

He's bored, he doesn't know why a female ghost or a "show end" means so much to her.

What is she thinking?She has a well-thought-out plan, and the world is in her hands?What about her little cunning?He wanted to shake her up and ask her.

He was undoubtedly chilled to hear her words.

She said: "Okay, okay! Hurry up and save Xiaoqian now! She is still your No.17 lady!" He doesn't like Nie Xiaoqian, who is as weak as a lotus flower. She was determined to marry her to him.

Probably from then on, the old demon suddenly realized that he really had such a faint affection for her.

Saving Nie Xiaoqian was nothing more than a trivial matter to him.

He gathered his soul for Nie Xiaoqian all night in the hall, and she sat on top of the hall all night.

After returning to the Floating Cloud Palace, he passed out and fell into a deep coma until he heard her murmuring.

He thought in a daze that she finally had the conscience to visit him on the Black Mountain. At that time, he actually hoped that he would be in a coma for a while longer.

But then, her voice gradually weakened.

He opened his eyes and reached out to grab her who was about to leave, but he found nothing.

The Floating Cloud Hall was empty, the dark purple and gold gauze curtains hung weakly, the begonia brocade pillow exuded a faint fragrance of flowers, and the sky was gloomy.

He lowered his eyes and fell asleep lightly.

It was just a dream.

Then let him dream for a while.

In the dream, he was talking with the white-faced scholar, and the scholar mentioned her bell, yes, she is a stupid woman who hangs the bell around her neck.

"This is an important gift," she said.

He couldn't help the corners of his mouth slightly curled up and felt a little proud, yes, he also spent a lot of effort to snatch it from Pluto back then!

The voice is vague, inaudible, intermittent.

Later, when he fell into a deeper coma, he drifted around as if he had entered a hallucination for some reason.

There was chaos, and behind the chaos was a comfortable and soft warm yellow.

Mottled light spots, a warm room, a lazy little girl sleeping on a soft bed.

He stood in the corner, he was out of tune with this world, but he didn't want to get away.

A smiling and loving woman in a strange knee-length skirt pushed the door in, and she called softly, "Xiaohe~ Xiaohe, wake up~ don't sleep!"

Walking to the window, I opened the warm yellow cloth like a door curtain, and the bright morning sun instantly filled the room, and the air had floating dust floating freely under the sun.

The old demon couldn't help getting closer to the sun.

The little girl on the bed huddled under the pure white quilt, rubbed her eyes, and looked very dazed like that little flying crane.

She called that woman "Conch Girl", a very strange title.

The old demon looked at her quietly, but it seemed that she was not aware of his existence, and murmured to the woman about her dream.

She said that she just had a dream, in which she was Lan Ruosi's grandma, and she knew a lot of people, and he was just one of the big group of people she had mentioned in a word.

A sweet smell called happiness wafted in the air, and a middle-aged man with short shaved hair who was holding a milk doll walked in with a smile on his face.

The old demon suddenly came to his senses, this is Xiao Feihe's sea of ​​memory full of mist, this is her world, her parents and younger brother.She jumped up, swept away her drowsiness, and reached out to hug the child who smelled of milk...

Such a scene is so warm.Xiao Feihe smiled so innocently and wholeheartedly.

In fact, the original scene of such a loving father and mother Xiangzi filial piety can be seen in another family, but it is just sleepy and ordinary, and I don’t know how to feel sad.

But such an equal family relationship, such a casual and harmonious relationship, presented in front of the old demon who has never experienced care and love, is undoubtedly enough to touch the softest part of his heart.

The warm winter sun projected on her face with a contented smile, and lightly wrapped the old demon with a layer of brilliant tulle, making him feel happier.

The little baby boy suddenly turned to look at where he was, and giggled.

The sun faded, and the fog returned to the surrounding area, and the silence was like death. The old demon felt that his whole body was icy cold, as if he had suddenly fallen into a cold and dark abyss, into a cold purgatory...

He silently followed behind her, watching her step by step into a corner, approaching the truth.

That's a sad story.

He watched her cry fiercely, watched her unwilling to accept the reality, watched her gradually calm down under the old monk's persuasion, her heart was clear, and the fog of the sea of ​​memory dissipated...

Her eyes were firm, and the coldness in her eyes made his heart ache unbearably.

She said that if you let the story end, you can start all over again.

The old demon was stunned, cause and effect, everything is like this.She comes from the future world, and for a "start over", she came to his world, and came to his side.

He understands her.

For thousands of years, what he has been seeking is nothing more than a birth, a "who am I".

The two most regrettable things in the world are that one cannot get it and the other is that it has been lost.

That "he" cannot be obtained, and she has already lost it.

But what if the "lost" can be found?

He was determined to fulfill her, and also fulfill himself.

He has never worked hard for anything, and he also wants to have that kind of obsession.If she has such an "obsession", then let him accompany her in this world of mortals to the end!

Before that, please give him more time to experience such sorrow and joy for one person, and the feeling of dying for one person!

If at the beginning, it was the drunkenness that made him a little distracted, then from this night onwards, he really fell in love with her.He couldn't even tell whether she was a human, a ghost, a monster or a monster at the moment.Dreaming back at midnight, she was like a moonlight, suddenly plunged into his life, absorbed nutrients, and grew into a huge and plump flower day by day.

That day when she went to Montenegro, he was very restless. He knew that she wanted to go home all she wanted was to confirm whether he could continue to play her role successfully, but he couldn't restrain himself from wanting to grab her , and asked her fiercely, what is this world to her?

He still didn't say anything in the end, he promised to give her an "end of the play".

That night, Mrs. Thirteen had been pestering him all the time, with the fragrant and gorgeous beauty nest, the stunning lotus face, and the enchanting figure, but when he covered her, he always thought of another face, another one that was cautious and did not dare to touch her. Reveal a half sly face.

He was annoyed, turned over and lay down with a livid face, gritted his teeth and said to the thirteenth lady who was surprised and wondered, "Your Majesty can't do it right?" "Forget it tonight, go to sleep!"

Oh, that's enough.

Later, when he was in Lanruo Temple, he couldn't help teasing her again.

But she is always very busy, her time is very tight, she concentrates on "the end of the play", she jumps up and down, busy with little wolf, busy with scholar, busy with Xiaoqing Xiaoqian, and then she has to worry about Yan Chixia, but there is no need Allot of time to him.

And he also gradually felt the strength of "his" power. Every night, the hostility he brought back from his body always made him restless, full of evil spirits, and he always had to expend a lot of soul to suppress the demonic nature in his body.

He would enter the sea of ​​her memory every night, and he wanted to see the world she had lived in.

He learned a lot of fresh vocabulary, he watched their family of three enjoying themselves happily, he saw her like an ordinary woman, no, she is more delicate and cute than ordinary women, she can act coquettishly, play tricks, be "cute" and be fragile and timid Like a mouse, when watching a ghost movie, you will be so scared that you will hide under the quilt and shake for one night, and watch it with great interest the next time.

The girl living in the sea of ​​memory has a bright and innocent smile, shining in her best years.

He was immersed in her memory and refused to come out. He also saw her sadness and helplessness.

When he wakes up, he always looks at her in a daze.

He once accompanied her to watch cherry blossoms dancing in the sky, wait with her for the legendary meteor shower that has not been seen for 400 years, sit with her on the wooden floor and watch "Titanic" three times in summer, and eat countless dinners with her , lunch and breakfast;

He followed her along the road to school countless times. He watched her staring at the young boy Xiaolu he had a crush on, and Hong Luan's heart was moved; Dancing joyously with her father as he blows out the candles on her 20th birthday cake with her...

He relished and chewed those fragmentary and warm memories in her memory over and over again. He spent her youth and youth with her at night, but in reality he was getting farther and farther away from her.

Helpless, if you can't get it, you have to stay away.

The mirror image that cannot be obtained.

He knew that he was drinking poison to quench his thirst, but he was happy with it.

"Old Black Mountain Demon, you are finished."

The author has something to say: Today's third watch is over!end!end!

In fact, from the very beginning, it was because of the role of the Montenegrin old demon that tempted me to open the pit.

He is my most plump male protagonist, so when you guessed who the male protagonist is at the beginning, I silently shed tears of sympathy for the old demon.

He's not perfect, he's loose, proud, narcissistic, alcoholic, impatient, indifferent to a lot of things, and likes to play pranks.

The advantage is probably infatuation.

People who are not easy to be emotional, after being emotional, they will be in love for the rest of their lives.

Tall, rich and handsome, with a bad temper.

Do you like him like this?

The next chapter, the finale.

I posted a set of character settings and scene pictures on Weibo, you can take a look if you are interested, search [-] or there is a direct link in the column

Those angels who watched Bawangwen silently for so long waved their handkerchiefs for the last time to summon you to bubble up.