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In the temple outside Chong'an Town, the monk said with guilt on his face: "Xiao Lian, Daddy is not good. Daddy betrayed the master for glory, and then turned to Liu Guan... He was persecuted by others, and finally fled for his life. Although I found out about you a few years later However, I felt ashamed to see your mother and daughter until a month ago when my fellow Taoist told me that my son was in trouble, so he came here to help my son get out." After a short pause, he stroked Xiaolian's forehead hair and continued: "Father originally arrived in Chong'an Town a few days ago, so he had no choice but to enter Su's residence. In the morning, he met a small benefactor and learned that Su's residence was haunted by ghosts, so Dad took the opportunity to enter Su's residence. My Buddha is merciful, and I made a mistake. It's a blessing that the collision saved my son's life. But how could my son mess with that filth?"

Xiao Lian frightened: "My daughter doesn't know either. After cleaning the kitchen last night, the female ghost in white suddenly rushed over from behind the door, and my daughter fainted from fright..." After speaking, she threw herself into the monk's arms and sobbed softly. .

Qin Tian opened his eyes, and saw the fire spread throughout the room, with a beeping sound, Jinpoluo's brilliance shone and turned into dust.On the floor, Master Su stretched out his hands and screamed miserably, and was instantly engulfed by the fire.

That night, the Su manor was flooded, and the fire burned all night. Master Su and Young Master Su were killed in the flames, and Daoist Qin's belongings were found from the ashes.

The next day, the servants of the Su Mansion fled away with their belongings. Only a bright red paper flower was stuck on the plaque of the Su Mansion, trembling in the wind.

Five days later, in the middle of the night, the Liu family received a bunch of betrothal gifts, which turned out to be tinfoil money.A red paper flower was pasted on a Geng post. On the post were written the birthdays of Mr. Liu’s third brother Liu Xi and Han Lin’s third son Han Lin. The 21st of this month, which is ten days later, was selected as the auspicious day of goodness and success.

The gate of the Han Mansion was closed tightly, but the Liu Mansion was in chaos, and people were sent a lot of money to invite eminent monks and immortal heads, but no one dared to answer.Some servants in Liu's mansion wanted to escape privately, but they returned the next day, with their limbs cut off or their tongues cut out and eyes gouged out. The conditions were miserable, so no one dared to escape.Mrs. Liu, who wanted to make up her mind that Li Daitao was stiff, had no choice but to give up. She watched her eldest son, who was of marriage age, cry and cry, and shed tears all day long.

Passers-by in the neighborhood avoid Liu's residence.

On the 21st, a pair of white paper lanterns were hung in front of Liu's house, and red happy characters were pasted on the lanterns.The hall is full of white silk and satin, the white paper wall in front of the hall is pasted with big red happy characters, cakes and dried fruits are placed on the table, and a pair of white candles are lit high.

In the hall, Mr. Liu wept silently, and Mrs. Liu wept mournfully.

In the room, the groom was sitting in front of the mirror in a bright red wedding dress, and the maid was trembling after finishing the last stroke and retreating.

The bridegroom officer glanced in the mirror, the man in the mirror had a pale face, expressionless like a paper doll, eerie and terrifying.

In Heilao Mountain, the woods were dark and misty, and two groups of people appeared at the end of the path in the woods.

A group seems to be a wedding procession, only four male servants are walking and dancing while playing suona.Behind them, the two red-clothed female servants walked forward with white faces and red lips, strewn with flowers expressionlessly, followed by four male servants carrying a big red sedan chair.

Inside the sedan chair, the newcomer is dressed in red and has a sharp chin exposed under the red hijab. He sits on a soft seat, with his slender fingers crossed on his lap.

The other team dressed in sackcloth and filial piety seemed to be a funeral procession.The two wore sackcloth and held mourning sticks to lead the way, the two behind them waved paper money, the four wore sackcloth and mourning, covered their faces and wept with their heads down, and the last four carried a dark coffin.

What was supposed to be a scene of loud drumming and loud weeping was completely silent, eerie and frightening.

In a few breaths, the two teams met at the intersection in the forest.The leader looked at each other and nodded slowly. The wedding procession went first, followed by the funeral procession, and hurried towards Chong'an Town.

At midnight, a male servant of the Liu Mansion rushed into the lobby in terror, and shouted in horror, "Here we come..."

Mrs. Liu burst into tears immediately, and Mr. Liu sat slumped on the chair, his face pale.

The bridegroom officer shook his fist and stepped forward to meet the newcomer.

Outside Liu's mansion, paper money and petals were flying all over the sky. After sending off the bride and horses with no expression on their faces, the newlyweds sat in the sedan chair.

The bridegroom stepped forward with a blank expression, and the servants slowly stepped aside.The bridegroom raised the car curtain and stretched out his hand, and the bridegroom put his hand on his palm, the corners of his mouth curled up under the red hijab.

The groom's officer led the couple into the room, and there were a few people scattered in the hall, Mrs. Liu covered her face and mouth.

A couple of newlyweds worship heaven and earth and drink together wine.The groom's official lifted the bride's red hijab with a wedding scale, revealing a delicate and picturesque face.

The newcomer raised his face shyly.

It was Su Jiu from the Su Mansion!

The newlyweds bid farewell to their parents, the groom was led by a male servant and pushed into a wooden coffin, and Su Jiu got into the sedan chair.

"Son...my son..." Old Liu and his wife chased out the gate of Liu's mansion, crying heartbreakingly: "my son..."

The two teams got up the sedan chair to carry the coffin, and disappeared into the night in a few breaths.

On the mountain road of Heilao Mountain, the night rain suddenly came, and the mountain fog spread.

The wedding and funeral procession speeds up.Not long after, the owner's face was colorful and completely changed.Some servants fell into the mud and turned into paper figures, and the entire team was sparse.

Finally, the team stopped in front of Gaomen Mansion.

Su Jiu lifted a corner of the window screen, and couldn't help but be stunned, a scent came over her face.

I saw a tall mansion with its doors wide open, decorated with lanterns and festoons, silk and bamboo orchestras, and laughter.

The groom walked up to the sedan chair and lifted his hand through the curtain. Su Jiu cautiously put his hands together and got out of the sedan chair, and followed into the hall.

The hall was full of guests, smiling and joyful.

Su Jiu's brows and eyes were joyful, and she followed the bridegroom to worship the sky and the earth and worshiped her parents, as if falling into a dream, her expression was in a trance.

Just as the master of ceremonies sang the ceremony, a person rushed into the lobby and shouted angrily: "Brother Xi! Don't marry him! He is a liar!"

Su Jiu tore off the red hijab and said angrily: "Bitch! You're here to hinder me from getting married again, I..." Pause, staggered, shook her head, raised her eyes and said bitterly: "You and me this time Immortal, endless!" Spreading his five fingers, he grabbed the monk's neck in the blink of an eye, and drew out the sword with one hand.

"Stop!" Seeing this, the groom rushed over, and was stabbed in the waist and abdomen. The guests of the mansion were suddenly disillusioned. The three of them stood on the edge of the cliff that collapsed half a month ago, and the incomplete runes on the mountain wall were filled with black mist.

Su Jiu's face was pale, she was shocked and frightened, her head felt like a pinprick pain, she wobbled and fell to the ground.

"Wan Qing!"

Su Jiu hammered the head of the hammer, and roared sadly and angrily: "Liu Xi, who are you calling?"

"Su Wanqing, you disgusting liar!" The monk seized the opportunity to yell, threw Su Jiu down, and the two fought.Suddenly, the monk's sole slipped and was about to fall off the cliff. Su Jiu pulled him back reflexively, but her heart ached sharply, and she blurted out mournfully, "Brother Xi, don't!"

The groom grabbed Su Jiu's arm and pulled him back to the cliff. Su Jiu closed her eyes and murmured in tears, "Don't push me...don't..." trembling all over.

Qin Tian stretched out his hand and brushed the hair from the forehead of the person in his arms behind his ears, and said with pity, "Jiu'er, you are not Han Lin, you are the Su Wanqing you keep calling out."

Su Jiu's eyes widened, she broke away and said in surprise, "You are Qin Tian, ​​a stinky Taoist priest! You are not dead!" Her face was full of panic, and she secretly wanted to escape.

The bridegroom nodded and replied: "The magic weapon that master gave me, Jinpoluo, passed me out of the Su manor at a critical moment, and the father and daughter of the master happened to pick me up and wake me up, and told me the truth about what happened in Su Han and Liu San's mansion back then." .” While speaking, he reached out and wiped the powder on his face, revealing a handsome face.

"Don't talk nonsense! This time you are in my territory, you have to obey me in everything you need." Su Jiu said fiercely, but she backed away secretly, her face pale.

Qin Tian covered his abdomen and continued: "Jiu'er, you are Su Wanqing, the only son of Su Dashan, the former master of the Su family. Su Nanfu's father was Liu Youfa, the steward of your family. Back then, you and Han Lin, the young master of Han Liu's second mansion Liu Xi is on good terms with each other, you admire Liu Xi, but Liu Xi falls in love with Han Lin."

"The poor monk has an old relationship with Su's benefactor. In the past, the poor monk betrayed his master for glory, but was hunted down instead, and hid in the Buddhist gate, leaving his wife and daughter alone. The poor monk harmed others and himself, and the sins of the year are now repaid. Amitabha, The poor monk does not lie." The monk put his hands together and said, "Before the poor monk became a monk, he was Han Lin's personal servant. Back then, Guanshi Liu paid the poor monk with a lot of money to monitor Han's benefactor. They got married, and Liu benefactor planned to make Han benefactor Li Daitao stiff, so the poor monk secretly told Liu Guanshi about it. Liu Guanshi instigated Su benefactor to tie up Han benefactor to marry him, and secretly ordered the poor monk to release Han benefactor and tell him Su benefactor wanted to kill him, and Li Daitao became stiff, so he persuaded him to report to the official. Unexpectedly, Han benefactor ran back to Liu's mansion, which happened to prevent Su benefactor and Liu benefactor from worshiping. Liu's Mansion. When the poor monk came after him, he only saw Donor Han and the injured Donor Liu, but there was no news of Donor Su. Guanshi Liu and his son were killed in the sea of ​​fire a few days ago, and it was retribution for eating the evil fruit of oneself, Amitabha."

Qin Tian sighed: "I heard that Guanshi Liu served Su Dashan and his wife diligently like a filial son, and he was adopted by Su Dashan as his adopted son and inherited the family business of Su's family. But you became a monster in Heilao Mountain for some reason. , the memory is confused, and I mistakenly thought that I was Han Lin from the Han family. The reappearance of the old scene today is to let you remember everything and wake up."

Su Jiu covered her ears and shouted: "Shut up! Shut up!" Images flashed in his mind, unfamiliar yet familiar.

That's right, it was never Su Wanqing herself who rode horses and cruised, sipped tea and composed poems, walking side by side with that person.

All of a sudden, Su Jiuji stretched out five fingers, and went straight to the mouth of the other person.

"Be careful!" the monk exclaimed, unable to save him in time.

"Hmm..." Qin Tian vomited a mouthful of blood, his five fingers had already been pierced into his chest, the front of his front was smeared with blood, and it was all dark red.

Su Jiu said in shock, "Why don't you hide?"

Qin Tian took a breath slowly, and said with difficulty: "I said... I will take you..." After a short pause, he stepped forward, the corners of Su Jiu's lips were stained red with blood on the side of his mouth, panting and continued: " Fly away."

"I don't believe it!" Su Jiu said viciously, with a ferocious expression on his face. Black threads quickly climbed from his neck to his cheeks, covering his entire face in an instant.

"Boom..." There were thunderbolts rolling across the sky, and the mountain wind was blowing.

The monk helped Qin Tian staggered back and fell to the ground.

Su Jiu flung her teeth and claws at the two of them.

With one palm, Qin Tian pushed the monk beside him far away, and touched the tip of his tongue with his pen. With the other hand, he tore off his robe and threw it towards the sky. A gossip cloth robe rolled Su Jiu down on the ground.

"Don't!" Su Jiu yelled in horror, and the tip of the Yinhong pen was firmly placed between the eyebrows. The raging black mist howled and spun at a high speed to trap the two, and the mountains and forests roared.

Qin Tian turned over and sat on Su Jiu's body, knelt on his knees and tied his hands, opened his collar, tapped the tip of the pen on his shoulders, and finally squeezed his mouth open, and tapped the pen on his throat.

"Ah..." Su Jiu let out a shriek and screamed, broke free from the restraints, convulsed all over her body, rolled all over the ground with a wail, and the black mist covered her body screamed and screamed away, and the two mountain walls collapsed, dragging Yue Qian out. The mountain wall was reburied.

When Su Jiu opened his eyes again, he saw the room in the side courtyard of the Su Mansion, and a Taoist was making a divination on the table in front of the window.

Su Jiu raised her hands to examine carefully, then opened her collar, touched the flame-shaped scab on her shoulder, closed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth: That's right, the old Black Mountain demon is just a mass of resentment, and he fell off the cliff back then , the heart was full of resentment, and he became a half-human, half-ghost who feeds ghosts with his body!

The author has something to say: It's over...sprinkle flowers to celebrate...