Shigeaki

Chongming was stunned.

what did he seeHua Mao with long hair and wearing ancient clothes?

The face in front of the person in front of him is undoubtedly Huamao, but he has long hair that can only be found in costume TV dramas, neatly wrapped in a headscarf that can't be named out of style, and he is wearing a very The capacious and elegant stone-blue robes are somewhat similar to Taoist robes. Not only him, but the fat and thin ones are also dressed in this way, but the colors and patterns are slightly different.

The three of them came down and exchanged a few words of greeting with a smile, and entered the flower planting hall under the invitation of welcoming guests at the door.

Chongming and Wei Shufang looked at each other and followed.

The two of them were clearly dressed strangely, but the pedestrians coming and going showed no surprise, and didn't even glance at them, obviously they couldn't see them at all.

Chongming had a vague understanding of what was going on, and it was probably caused by the female ghost. He approached Wei Shufang and explained to him quietly, and asked in confusion, "Why don't you see Huamao and Jinghai?"

Maybe there is also Mr. Li, they are very likely to be there.

Wei Shufang squeezed his hand: "Look first."

They followed Hua Mao in the ancient costume all the way up the second floor directly from the side door, and when they arrived at the private room, a man who seemed to be a bustard came in with two servants, holding a bunch of scrolls in his hands.

The old bustard displayed the scrolls one by one, Chong Ming took a closer look, and found that they were portraits, depicting graceful girls, not to mention that the paintings were very good, the composition was exquisite and lifelike, some were dressing in the mirror, and some were leaning on a railing to look out. Yes, there are flowers sleeping in spring, not to mention the girl's appearance, the single-tempered characteristics can be seen through the picture scroll.

The old bustard was vaguely acquainted with the fat man, and the conversation was very earnest: "...these are all new paintings, and they were presented as soon as Master Lou came to the door..."

Then I introduced the beauties in the painting one by one, and the descriptions were so eloquent that almost all of them were celestial beauty and peerless beauties from her mouth.

That Master Lou listened, and said with a smile to the two people next to him: "Do you two have a favorite? Just mention which one you like, and someone will arrange it for you. I guarantee that you will have a good time today!"

The skinny man never took his eyes off the picture scroll, looking at one and then the other, as if he couldn't make a choice, and finally pointed to the picture of dressing in the mirror: "It's her."

The ancient costume version of Huamao seems to be the first time to this kind of place. Although he is very calm, he is still a little reserved. Coupled with his appearance, he looks very upright and gentlemanly. Jiao Chongming was a little surprised. I probably guessed that this should be Hua Mao's life, but I didn't expect that the ancient costume version of him is much more serious than the modern version.

Just looking at the appearance and acting, it is clearly the feeling of a gentle scholar.

Hearing what Master Lou said, he actually showed a little shyness, his eyes flickered a few times, and then he pointed at a painting, which showed a cardamom girl leaning on a swing, with a very innocent and youthful appearance.

That Master Lou just laughed, and joked: "My nephew really doesn't know anything, this young fruit is not as delicious as it is ripe, but you are the first time back, so pick this one and play with it, and uncle will take you next time." Have fun."

Huamao's face in the costume version instantly turned red.

The skinny man also laughed: "Haha, my nephew hasn't tasted this pleasure in the world yet?"

The costume version of Hua Mao forced himself to be calm: "The two uncles don't want to make fun of me. My parents at home have expectations of me, and I can't live up to their expectations."

Master Lou waved his hand and said: "The future belongs to the future. The story of men and women in London has been passed down since ancient times. Could it be that they don't marry wives and have children for the sake of making progress? Besides, as long as you don't indulge in the brothel Chuguan, you will be fine, let alone you will pass the exam in the future." /To become an official with fame and fame, it is necessary to socialize with many parties, so that you can see and see early so that you will not panic when it comes to you."

The ancient costume version of Hua Mao clapped his hands: "Thank you for the reminder, my nephew." His face was slightly embarrassed, "This time I came here to see something in advance, and I should invite my friends next month."

Master Lou and the skinny man laughed, joking again.

Taking advantage of their nonsense, Chongming took a closer look at the paintings hanging on the wall, and pointed to the one of Haitangchun Sleeping: "This one looks good, this one is the most beautiful, which one do you like, brother?"

Wei Shufang raised his eyelids, and pulled Chongming back, relying on no one to see, kissed his lips: "I like this."

Chong Ming blushed. Even though he knew these people couldn't see him, he still had the illusion that everyone was doing bad things in broad daylight. This feeling was just...exciting!

Wei Shufang was upset. He finally made out with Chongming, and he was about to puncture the paper to be honest. How could he be happy when he was suddenly pulled into this illusion? This interruption, when he woke up, he didn't know what it was Situation, I can't help supplementing my brain secretly, and made up several small theaters in a blink of an eye. When I wake up after the end, I must find a way to continue.

After the three of them had chosen their partner, the bustard took them to make arrangements respectively. Chongming and Wei Shufang unconsciously followed the ancient costume version of Huamao to a room.

The servant led him to sit down at the table, looked up and saw a faint figure behind the bead curtain.

Then ding ding dong dong, there was a string of pipa sounds, very pleasant.

Zhongming stared intently, a little excited, this is a plot only in movies and TV, what will happen in a while?Will it really be um huh?Wouldn't that mean watching the live version once?

Oh, no, how can there be such promiscuous things in the world?

But I'm so looking forward to it, so swollen? !

Will you be sorry for Huamao?

Chongming's heart is excited, while the beaded curtain is opened on the other side, and a one-month-old girl in a white blouse and blue skirt comes out, very similar to the painting, with a pure and lovely appearance, matched with a dress, green and tender like a budding flower Bihe who wants to let go.

Chongming was speechless for a moment, no matter how you look at it, he is still underage, not to mention underage, I am afraid that he doesn't even have sixteen, and he is too young.

Of course, Hua Mao in the costume version doesn’t look very old, only about eighteen or nine years old. When he saw the girl coming out, he was very calm and motioned her to sit down.

"My slave, Qingqing, has met Mr. Lang."

The girl saluted shyly and sat down beside Hua Mao.

Huamao was neither hot nor cold, he didn't get close immediately, nor was he indifferent to the girl, so he asked a few simple questions, such as how old he is, what people know everywhere, and so on.

Qingqing answered one by one, she looked very shy, not like a brothel girl, but like a well-bred boudoir lady, gentle and sensible, with a natural innocence, which made people feel good.

Unknowingly, Hua Mao's attitude softened.

Chong Ming couldn't help but nodded, this ancient costume version of Hua Mao can flirt with girls much more than the modern version, look at how he has flirted with girls so much in just a few minutes, the look in his eyes is called admiration.

Seeing that Qingqing plucked up the courage to take the initiative to touch Hua Mao's hand, Chongming's eyes widened suddenly, are you coming? Are you coming?Unexpectedly, the eyes suddenly went dark, and when I saw it again, the scene changed.

It seems to be a boudoir in front of me, with heavy bead curtains, and there is a slim woman sitting in front of the dressing mirror, doing her makeup in front of the mirror.

Take a closer look, it is Qingqing, or the grown-up version of Qingqing, obviously a lot older than before, about [-] years old, the greenness between the eyebrows and eyes is completely gone, the facial features are completely opened, revealing a few traces of charm, but the face There is a layer of sadness on it.

Chongming turned his head and saw his brother's side face, Xiaoxiao was relieved, and took his hand actively.

"Miss." The maid who was dressing her persuaded, "Miss, just want to be more open. Since the master has made you a concubine, he will definitely not be so ruthless. Besides, the girl is pregnant. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should. For the sake of the little son in his womb, the master has no children in his family, and the girl's birth, regardless of gender, is the master's first child. If there is one, there will be two, and the girl's good life has just begun."

Qingqing was still sad, her eyes were moist, and she looked even more lovely.

Seeing this, the maid continued to persuade: "Miss, don't be sad, the master will come over in a while, and if you want to show the master to see, you will feel sorry for the girl."

Qingqing stared at the mirror and didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't make a sound until the maid helped her make up.

Hearing this, Chongming whispered to Wei Shufang: "Brother, do you think it was Hua Mao who did something in his previous life to sorry this girl?"

Then this young girl turned into a female ghost and waited for hundreds of years?Didn't expect to make her wait?

Wait a minute, wouldn't Huamao be very dangerous?

Even if there is no revenge, what if the female ghost wants to renew the old relationship?

Wei Shufang narrowed his eyes: "Look again."

Chongming felt that his guess was eight/nine, and the situation in front of him changed again. It changed back to night, and the lights were bright, no, to be precise, it should be blazing.

The fire was burning all over the sky, and Qingqing's figure was seen in the flames, fell to the ground, her eyes were fixed on the outside of the house, full of sadness, large swathes of blood oozed from under the skirt, dyed the skirt red, and was finally swallowed by the flames.

The fire was too real, Chongming and Wei Shufang were standing in front of her, feeling like they were going to be burned, the moment the fire came, they finally went dark, and then they opened their eyes and returned to reality.

The two of them still maintained the previous posture, their bodies were half overlapped, their lips were twisted together, and they were suddenly sober, and they were both taken aback for a moment.

Embarrassed, Chongming was about to back away, but he couldn't move as fast as Wei Shufang, and without saying a word, grabbed the back of his head and continued the previous kiss.

Chongming felt even more embarrassed, and quickly refused, don't, there is a female ghost watching!

Considering the brother's body, he didn't dare to use his strength, what if one accidentally pushed the brother away?

Fortunately, Wei Shufang also probably knew that someone was watching, so he didn't kiss him too much, and finally bit his lips and let him go.

"Brother——" Chong Ming just said two words, there was a knock on the door, it was Jing Hai, and the voice was anxious: "Boss, little master, Hua Mao is gone!"

Chong Ming jumped out of the bed with a carp straight up, he wouldn't have guessed it right, this female ghost really came for revenge!

He opened the door, not only Jing Hai, but also Mr. Li, both of them looked very bad.

Jing Hai looked anxious: "Little master, what should we do? Hua Mao will not have an accident, right?" No matter how much he hurts him in normal times, there is also the bond of growing up together, so it is impossible to watch him die.

Chongming asked directly: "Did you also see it just now?"

Jing Hai nodded: "It seems that the little master has also seen it. I didn't expect this female ghost to be related to Hua Mao. I should have known that I shouldn't bring him here."

Mr. Li also echoed with a pale face: "That's right, that female ghost is the one named Qingqing just now. I saw it with my own eyes." It was because I saw it with my own eyes that I believed it and came to Jing Hai.

Chongming frowned: "From this point of view, it should be Hua Mao's previous life. In his previous life, he failed this girl and caused her to die tragically. He became a ghost with resentment. You are right. I should have brought Hua Mao here earlier." , so unlucky that I sent it to my door."

This kind of unlucky chance can be encountered, simply.

Wait, Hua Mao is born with a peach blossom destiny, and it is destined to be smooth sailing, turning bad luck into good luck, it is impossible for something to happen so soon.

Jing Hai's face was a bit dignified, and he said, "Is there any way, little master?"

Chongming touched the bell on his wrist and was about to tear it off when Mr. Li suddenly said, "Look outside!"

Several people followed the prestige and saw that the master bedroom was connected to the balcony and was inlaid with floor-to-ceiling glass windows. They could see the beautiful scenery outside at a glance, but at this moment, the original beautiful scenery was shrouded in white mist. What was even more weird was that The word “Happy” appeared out of thin air on the glass, and the red lanterns shone with a gloomy cold light.

It was very similar to a horror scene in a ghost movie, and several people shuddered.

Several people looked at each other, Chongming touched the goose bumps on his arms: "It seems that this female ghost does not want revenge, but wants to continue the relationship."

This situation couldn't be more obvious, it is clearly a scene of marriage.

Suddenly changing from killing one's life to seizing love, Jing Hai felt relieved, anyway, as long as the person is fine for the time being.

Mr. Li tremblingly said: "Then what should we do? Why did she trap us here?"

Chongming went to help Wei Shufang get up, and helped him put on his coat: "She was probably afraid of me and wanted to trap me, by the way," he asked suddenly, "Did you find any ancient tombs dug when you built this yard?" of?"

Mr. Li's face turned pale in an instant, it seemed that there really was one!He swallowed and said: "When digging the foundation, we did dig a tomb, but there was nothing in it except a pair of corpses. I knew about this at the time, and I specifically asked the people below to choose a new place to bury it. Those workers thought it was troublesome, so they actually filled the pond directly. I only found out after the ghost happened, but the ghost didn’t say anything at all, but just drove the guests out. I thought it wasn’t her, but I didn’t expect it to be..."

Chongming shook his head, inexplicably understanding the female ghost's thoughts: "It seems that she likes this yard very much and wants to keep it for herself."

"Then, what should we do?" Mr. Li was annoyed. He knew that he should have supervised himself in the first place.

Chongming helped Wei Shufang stand up, pinched the bell on his wrist: "You all stand by my side." Anyway, people and ghosts have different paths, he must rescue Hua Mao.

Wei Shufang pressed his hand and said, "Don't worry, what you saw before may not be the truth."

Chongming was surprised, senior brother, what does this mean?

Jing Hai was thoughtful.

Wei Shufang seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked towards the door.

Jing Hai and Mr. Li had just entered, the door was not fully closed, at this moment it creaked, and it opened, revealing a figure, a girl dressed as a maidservant, holding a red lantern with the word "Happy" in her hand, emitting a gloomy light.

Jiao Hao's face was as pale as paper, expressionless: "The wedding is about to begin, please invite a few guests to come with me."

The voice was hoarse and gloomy, as if sandpaper had been ground, completely out of line with her age, and it made people shudder.