Hundred Ghosts

Human life is too short for him. Now that a hundred years have passed, he must have turned into a handful of loess... At the beginning, I fell in love with him in a daze, but I never thought about the result. I lost my feelings and even hurt him. .

It would be great if I could be a human being myself, even though it's been a hundred years, but I can always guard him.

Whether a hundred years is long or short, the capital does not seem to have changed much, but none of the faces of the people who pass by are familiar.

Ginseng likes this bustling look. After it becomes a human, it is pink and cute, wearing a bellyband like a doll in a New Year picture. Many people look back at it along the way.

"Big Huai... Brother Huai, where shall we go?" Ginseng was tired from walking, so Fei let him hold him and refused to come down.

"Nowhere to play." He Huai said, "I'll take you to the Taoist temple."

"Huh?!"

The current Taoist temple is much bigger than before. Afraid that the Taoist priests would see something, they just stood and watched from a distance, not daring to go in.

Ginseng thinks that the brain of the big pagoda tree is broken. Does he want to turn himself into sliced ​​ginseng and cook it with honey?

"Brother Huai, let's go..."

He Huai looked back again, feeling very complicated, "Okay."

They lived in a newly opened restaurant at the foot of the mountain. Tonight there were lanterns, and ginseng wanted to watch the excitement, so He Huai had to follow it. In the evening, two young Taoist priests came, both about fourteen or fifteen years old, with clear voices. He Huai, who was sitting next to them, couldn't help but listen carefully.

The two little guys went on a mission to catch wandering souls. It was not difficult. After chatting for a while, they finished eating the pastries they ordered and were about to go back. He Huai immediately sat over to stop them and asked Xiaoer to bring over two more plates.

"May I ask if the two little priests belong to this Taoist temple?"

"That's right!" The child nodded and raised his head proudly, "My master is the master of the temple!"

He Huai asked for two more sets and continued to inquire.

The master of these two children is Xiaocai's apprentice. Xiaocai passed away more than ten years ago, and he was nearly a hundred years old at that time, and then his apprentice became the master of the temple.

He Huai felt uncomfortable, Xiaocai had always looked like a child in his eyes, well-behaved and a little timid, he always liked to hide behind Lin Zi, and when he saw him last, he was just a boy.

"Then do you know your master's master?"

"Ok?"

Another boy rushed to answer, "Is it Master Lin!"

"That's right! His surname is Lin, and his name is Lin Zi." He Huai's heart seemed to lift into his throat.

If you don't ask for anything else, if you can ask where he is buried, you will be satisfied.

The young man sighed, "This is Master's heart disease. Master said that Master was still talking about Master Lin before he died."

He Huai was stunned upon hearing this, "Huh?"

He lowered his voice a little and continued.

Not long after Xiaocai returned to the Taoist temple, he missed Lin Zi, so he followed what Lin Zi taught him, folded an origami crane out of talisman paper, and sent it out. This kind of origami crane can find a place for the recipient, no matter where it is.

But the paper crane flew back a day or two after flying out, that is to say, the paper crane couldn't find his master at all.

Later, I sent it a few times, and it was still the same. Xiaocai sent paper cranes every month. After decades, there was still no response. This has become a knot in his heart. Thinking that Lin Zi should not have been allowed to leave alone.

Generally, when this happens, either the recipient refuses and sends it back, or the recipient dies.

The possibility of the former is unlikely. Xiaocai is Lin Zi's only apprentice. It is impossible for him not to give Xiaocai an answer. The paper cranes all went back.

"I think, Lin Shizu probably died after Shizu returned. Shizu said that he had to go outside the city alone at that time. There were many wild animals outside the city at night!"

If so...

He Huai thought in a daze.

It was him who hurt him again.

After hiding for nearly a hundred years, he thought that he would live in peace forever, but it turns out... it was really just a thought.

"Then... are there any bones?"

"Where did the bones come from?" The Taoist looked at him and lowered his head, and said to himself, "Have you ever seen a wild animal kill a person and not drag them away and eat them, but stay where they are?"

"...Then, thank you very much."

He nodded stiffly, and sat back in his original seat. Seeing his distraught appearance, people worriedly grabbed his sleeve and shook it, "Are you okay?"

"It's something." He lowered his head, his face was ashen, with a trembling voice of crying, "I killed him again."

"Who?"

He shook his head, and Ginseng didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only pat his hand and say, "Sadly."

The little ginseng crawled up the stool with its little butt/butt, and accidentally knocked over the stool and people, causing everyone present to look at it with a "bang".

The two little Taoist priests also turned their heads to look over, just in time to see He Huai's appearance of crying or not, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of relationship he had with his master.

The two of them came over and said, "After Master left, the Taoist temple was renovated and a tomb was built for Master Lin... Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Look, I'll go and see!"

Ginseng grabbed his clothes anxiously, is this kid crazy?Two monsters looking for a Taoist priest in the runway temple?

Fish go to the net?

The hen jumped into the pot by itself?

He doesn't want to become a ginseng tea!

However, He Huai said in the next sentence, "This kid also wants to go, can I?"

"Okay!"

"I, I, I, I won't go!"

I don't want to die! If you want to die, you die yourself!

Ginseng frightened his finger on the floor, but He Huai grabbed it even tighter, "Let's go, let's go, what are you afraid of!"

He had been with Lin Zi for such a long time, how could he not know how to conceal his demonic aura.

So when he entered the Taoist temple, he walked out of the Taoist hall without a lamb, and Ginseng, who passed by several Taoist priests, pinched his face inconceivably.

No one recognized the two of them!

Explaining the purpose of coming, He Huai followed a little Taoist priest to the backyard.

Not many people came here, and two Taoist priests were guarding the door, and they didn't let anyone in. He Huai told a lot of lies, involving three generations of ancestors, and was reluctantly let in.

The little Taoist priest had a round face tied on his head, and bowed seriously to the two of them, "You two young masters, please do not make any noise after entering."

"Thank you, Daoist!"

Ginseng followed He Huai and saluted seriously, with a loud and clear voice, "Got it!"

"..."

After entering the cemetery, He Huai felt that something was wrong here, and felt that there was an indescribable aura left in the whole garden.

Ginseng's cheeks were flushed, and he lowered his voice excitedly, "I smell it! It's the breath of a dragon!"

dragon?

He Huai was surprised, how could the dragon be here?

"Really, this kind of spiritual creature is extremely helpful to elves like us, and some of them can even become psychic at a glance!"

"So powerful?" He Huai thought to himself, what's the point of this, Lin Zi sealed a black dragon back then!

"That's right, I've only seen a dragon soaring in my life! I didn't expect the dragon to come here, walk around, maybe the dragon hasn't gone far, let's look for it again!"

He dragged He Huai around the yard again, and finally stopped in front of a mausoleum, "The smell is the strongest here!"

He Huai took a closer look, isn't this the tomb of Master Lin Zi?And Lin Zi's tomb was next to his master.

He Huai put the incense in the incense burner, touched the tombstone and said, "If only I had driven you back in time."

To be honest, he didn't know why, after seeing the tomb, he didn't feel sad at all, and he couldn't help but despise himself, did he really lose his affection for Lin Zi in these hundred years?

I miss him day and night tomorrow, but after seeing his tombstone, I can't squeeze a single tear.

He pinches himself—still can't cry.

What an asshole myself.

He Huai thought desperately, the ginseng next to him wished he was a dog, arched his nose and sniffed excitedly, wishing to suck all the remaining breath of the dragon into his stomach.

After coming here for a while, he was also tired, so he sat beside him panting, "He Huai, I'm hungry, let's go eat something."

"Don't smell your dragon breath anymore?"

"Sniff, come back and sniff when you're full!"

"..."

He Huai stood up and led his little paws out of the cemetery. Unexpectedly, Ginseng's face changed, and he grabbed his hand and walked desperately towards the main hall. His voice was extremely low but could not conceal the excitement in his voice, "Hurry up! I smelled it!" ! The dragon is not gone yet!"

He Huai was pulled forward by him without knowing why, wondering in his heart what was the Dragon Raceway doing in the temple?I'm not afraid of being drunk as snake wine...

There were not many people in front of the main hall, and everyone burned incense and worshiped before going to other places to see, and asked Shen to be quiet, and took him closer to the main hall.

He caught sight of the boy who was talking to the Taoist cleaner.

He is really a young man, not tall, and his figure looks thin. His hair is tied up high, and his neck is slender and fair. He is wearing a gray bunt and a gray outer shirt, which looks a bit like a Taoist priest's attire.

He almost called out Lin Zi's name, then shook his head with a wry smile, thinking how could it be possible, Lin Zi was gone long ago...

Ginseng had already left him and jumped to his side. Standing behind him, he wanted to pounce on him but was a little timid.

He Huai looked carefully, and there was a black thing moving around the boy's cuff.

The Taoist standing in front of the boy saw the ginseng behind him as if he was holding his urine and couldn't help but said, "Master, the one behind you has something to say."

"Eh?"

Lin Zi turned around, startled by Ginseng's ugly appearance, "You..."

"I, I, I... I can touch yours..." Ginseng stammered, but he was still sane, so he didn't say dragon directly, his face was flushed with anxiety, and he stepped forward to hug him and wrap him There was a dragon's arm, and the dragon in the arm quickly crawled into Lin Zi's cuff again when he noticed the situation.

As soon as the ginseng approached, Lin Zi noticed that this little guy was unusual, and thought that this ginseng was not afraid of being thrown into the pot and stewed with the hen...

"My lord, the person at the door seems to have something to say." The little Taoist said weakly again.

Lin Zi turned his head and looked over.

He Huai at the door was still in a daze, Lin Zi thought that this trip was a good one, and he wanted to find him...

He smiled, and walked over with ginseng on his lap, "It's really... Long time no see."

"Okay, long time no see."

The author has something to say: this is the end here, and I have written about 96 ghosts (actually, there are not a hundred ghosts in the information I found, there are more than 80, and there are a few house immortals in the middle... the remaining few One is among the ghosts, I will sort it out for you, just take a look)

Qiao Guiying

According to legend, there was a brothel girl named Guiying who accidentally rescued Wang Kui, a down-and-out scholar, and they fell in love with each other and became husband and wife.Later, Ao Guiying devoted all he had to help Wang Kui go to Beijing for the exam, but Wang Kui divorced Ao Guiying after winning the exam and married the prime minister's daughter. Guiying hanged herself because of love and hatred. Wang Kui asked for his life.Later, people called those women who committed suicide because of their lover's betrayal as Guiying.

ghost mother

The ghost mother, who lives in Xiaoyu Mountain in the South China Sea, is also called Ghost Goddess, with tiger and dragon feet, python eyebrows and dragon eyes, and has a strange and majestic shape.The greatest ability of this kind of ghost is to give birth to ghosts. It is said that they can give birth to ten ghosts at a time. When they are born in the morning, they eat their sons as snacks at night.This identity is a bit like a creator, but it is a pity that he is a ghost, and the behavior of eating his son is really unseemly, so in the end he has to be a "ghost mother".

Shichiro

In the "Yang Family General" of the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a heroic and mighty Yang Qilang, who was born with a fiery temper and a violent temper.Because of beating Pan Bao to death, Pan Renmei, the father of Pan Bao, got drunk at the dust-cleaning banquet, tied him to a pillar, and shot him to death with random arrows.After Qilang died, he turned into a ghost, and he was in charge of lonely souls and wild ghosts in the underworld.

Jealousy

Duan, the wife of Liu Boyu from the Jin Dynasty, was narrow-minded and jealous.Liu Boyu often wrote poems expressing his desire to meet the beautiful water god.Duan was so angry that he threw himself into the water and died.Seven days after her death, she gave Liu Boyu a dream and said, "Don't you want to marry the water god? My mother is now the water god!" She was so frightened that Liu Boyu never dared to cross the river.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

9 bottles of Night Pro;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

(Because I always procrastinate, you all ignore me... mark the end first, if you want to watch the episode, I will update it on Weibo, my Weibo is @点一天灯)

The next book will be "Falling in Love with the Seven Sand Sculptures"

Comedy

now fast wear