You Are Too Ugly, I Refuse

"There are all kinds of misery in the world, and the worst is to die in a foreign land." The young man with a beautiful face leaned his back on the beam of the ruined temple in the desert, and his black clothes slid down the beam, flipping in the endless whistling sound in the night .

He raised his head and looked at the night outside blankly through the holes in the eaves that were not covered by bricks and tiles. The bright moon, which was as round as a white jade plate, sprinkled silver light and fell on his translucent body, making him look like nothing but You only need to gently pull along this silvery satin, and you can go back by the moon.

"Do you know why?" The young man tilted his head slightly, his pupils as deep as the bottom of a pond looked down at him condescendingly, his inner face seemed to have accumulated countless vast years and the time of reincarnation, with a faint glint of water.

Seeing his rare and fragile appearance, Xuan Jiuming couldn't help sighing, then softened his voice and continued to ask, "Why?"

"Because the farthest road in this world is the way back home. But once a person dies, the grievances and grievances of the previous life will pass away with him. Outline, how can anyone remember the way home..." The young man said, his voice gradually weakened, and the water droplets in the corners of his eyes seemed to be shaking.

Xuan Jiuming looked at him, and the right hand that was holding the mahogany sword slowly dropped down.

And the young man on the beam stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "I lied to you."

Xuan Jiuming sighed helplessly, raised his sword to catch the black sharp claws that the young man was attacking at him, only heard the sound of "sizzling" roasting meat, the smell of meat did not follow the sound, but the young man's cry of pain was not small.

"You still don't have a long memory." Xuan Jiuming took back the mahogany sword, and pasted a talisman on the young man's slack spirit body to stabilize his body that was about to disperse.

Qin Qing lay down on the ground in disaster, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

Seeing his appearance, Xuan Jiuming was both angry and funny. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have been unable to imagine that the evil spirit who had disturbed the commercial road of Bianshazhou for hundreds of years was actually such a rascal young man.

Look at his appearance, he was not very old when he died, he should have just passed the age of the crown; the clothes on his body are not ordinary things, his family background is prominent, but he died at such a young age, no wonder So much resentment.

"Do you want to go home?" Xuan Jiuming raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man on the ground. He raised his hand and grabbed his clothes and dragged him outside the temple.

"I'm not going!" Qin Qing immediately turned around and hugged the big pillar in the temple, yelling, "Stinky Taoist priest! I'm going to go by yourself!"

Xuan Jiuming let go and sat beside him: "It's useless if I go."

Qin Qing looked up at him suspiciously: "...why?"

Xuan Jiuming answered very quickly and with certainty: "Because I don't have a previous life."

Qin Qing immediately shook her shoulders and laughed until the corners of her eyes leaked tears, she couldn't help rolling on the ground: "Who are you lying to?"

"Is it because of your insanity and moodiness that you were tricked by your close relatives into this desert and died in a foreign land?" Xuan Jiuming's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was soft.

Qin Qing immediately suppressed her smile, stood up from the ground, walked a few steps outside the temple, and was summoned back by the stinky Taoist priest's finger-fuck!I forgot to have amulets on my body!Qin Qing couldn't help cursing secretly.

"What on earth do you want?!" Qin Qing turned around and stared at him, with blood rolling in her pupils.

Xuan Jiuming walked slowly in front of him and said, "You are the fate of the lone star of Tiansha, and you are destined to be alone and your relatives will die in all directions. Your relatives killed you because of helplessness."

Qin Qing sneered and said, "Then according to what you say, I deserve what I deserve when I die?"

"But you killed them later to vent your anger, and the Qin family has already lost their children and grandchildren. Why do you stay here and kill people for fun?"

Qin Qing looked at the pitiful expression of the stinky Taoist priest, and her heart became more and more angry: "I killed all the bandits with blood on their hands, what's wrong?"

Xuan Jiu said righteously: "Killing people is wrong."

Qin Qing couldn't refute this, and heard him continue: "People are born with destiny. When they are born and when they die, they are already predestined. If you repeatedly intervene, it is the order of heaven that is disturbed, and the one who suffers in the end is you."

"Even if I am reincarnated, it is the fate of the lone star of Tiansha. If I am a ghost, I can go to the underworld alone. Tell me to reincarnate. You might as well kill me here with a sword!"

Hearing what he said, Xuan Jiuming was silent for a while and said, "You really don't want to reincarnate?"

How can a person have the freedom to be a ghost? !

Qin Qing replied without thinking, "Yes!"

"That's good." Xuan Jiuming suddenly took out a dagger from his sleeve and handed it to Qin Qing. The edge of the blade glowed green under the moonlight, and it looked like a poisonous murder weapon. "You don't want to be reincarnated. I will reincarnate on your behalf."

Qin Qing held the dagger, not daring to say it: "Are you crazy?!" Even though he said so, he inserted the dagger into Xuan Jiuming's abdomen without any reluctance.

"Anyway, I don't have a previous life, so I should have one this time..." Xuan Jiuming knelt on the ground, with black blood overflowing from his mouth, and laughed softly, "Qin Qing, I will reincarnate on your behalf, you have to promise me that you won't be allowed to reincarnate again." Killed..."

Xuan Jiuming's voice became softer and softer.

Qin Qing saw that Daoist Da Neng who had amazed the entire Jiuzhou fell in such a dilapidated temple like Bianshazhou because of him, walked up to him, pinched his chin, and poohed: "The ghost will only agree to you!"

After saying this, he waved his sleeves and left the place directly.

But he didn't see that he kept talking about that stinky Taoist priest, a smile slowly curled up on his lips, and then he died.

The fate of the lone star of Tiansha is extraordinary, he has been chasing Qin Qing for a hundred years, even though his magic power is boundless, he is still affected by his fate.Even if Qin Qing doesn't kill him today, he will die at the hands of others soon, so it's better... Let Qin Qing owe him his life.

In his previous life, Qin Qing was plotted against by his close relatives, and his body was cut off. However, when his upper body was eaten by vultures and lone wolves, he was still alive. He watched his eyeballs being pecked out of the sockets by vultures before he died.

After he died, he didn't remember much about his previous life, so he didn't remember that he had a past with him in Chixia City.

It just so happened that this kid didn't dare to go to the city of death in vain.

"Qin Qing, I will reincarnate on your behalf, you have to promise me that you will not kill anyone again..."

"If you kill again, you will owe me life after life..."

Qin Qing kept circling this sentence in his mind until he woke up in the ghost palace.

There is never a shortage of working ghosts in the underworld. As soon as Qin Qing wakes up, there will be a kid who is not so ugly and carefully selected by the ghost chiefs to help the ghost king get up.

With a wave of his sleeves, Qin Qing pushed them away.

The little ghosts knelt down in panic, for fear that the new ghost king would be as violent as the previous one, and if something went wrong, they would be thrown to the eighteenth level of hell for torture.Little did they know that Qin Qing would not do anything to them at all, and all the new ghost king was thinking about was how to get his good friend back.

"That's enough, don't kneel, I'll do it myself." Qin Qing waved the little devils to back down, made a magic formula to tidy up his appearance, and hurried to the Hades Palace where he usually works.

He counted last night, Xuan Jiuming died yesterday at the age of 24, and the ghost messengers should have arrested his soul today.

Qin Qing swaggered to the Hall of the King of Hell, and immediately saw Xuan Jiuming, who was standing in the long queue and dressed in a moon-white gown, who suddenly looked like an exiled immortal.

Qin Qing sat on the throne of Hades, took out the book of past lives and took a look at the place where Xuan Jiuming's birth and death years were recorded, then frowned, raised his hand and summoned the ghost secretary: "Didn't we all agree? Work hard, but open the back door for him, how come he will be an abandoned baby in the next life?"

"Hey king, you don't know something. Master Xuan's soul can't bear too much blessing. If he is reincarnated into a rich and powerful family, he will definitely not survive this amount." Ghost Si said, stretching out three sticks. finger.

Qin Qing said: "30 years old? Isn't that good? You have lived six years longer than this life."

With a bitter face, Guisi whispered, "It's three years old..."

Qin Qing: "..."

"That's all." Qin Qing dipped his brush in cinnabar, and made a few sketches on the book of the past, "Choose a better mountain for him, with more flowers and plants, lakes and rivers, and animals in the mountains and forests... "

Guisi nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, so it is still the mountain in the previous life?"

Qin Qing: "...Yes."

"Hey, this subordinate will do it right away."

The efficiency of the ghost chiefs was good, and Qin Qing was also doing his job well. The long dragon team disbanded after a while, and he was able to spare a lot of time to go to the mountain to pick up Xuan Jiuming.

But this time, he failed to see Xuan Jiuming's swaddling clothes in the familiar old place.

Qin Qing cursed secretly, walked up the mountain quickly, and went to a tall building in the middle of the mountain, which was extremely delicately repaired in a bamboo forest, and kicked the door fiercely: "Tianquan!"

The white-haired boy turned his head back expressionlessly, his eyes were out of focus, and he called lightly, "Master."

"Master, your mother is tall!" Qin Qing was too lazy to explain to this bastard that he was not his master's wife, and stepped forward to snatch the crying baby in his hand, "How do you take care of your master? How many times have I told you that you are afraid When he was cold, he went under the tree to give him an extra bed and quilt, and if he was afraid of mosquitoes biting him, he would light two incense sticks... Look how you feed him..."

Qin Qing gently wiped away the milk stains from the corners of the baby's mouth, and then patted his back to coax him. The baby whose face was flushed by the milk choked up gradually stopped crying, and Qin Qing held him and sat on the bamboo chair again. Feed him.

And Tianquan has been standing there expressionless.

Qin Qing glanced at him: "Why didn't you take care of your stone today?"

"I have wiped Shuangshuang's body, replaced it with a new spring, and added new ice."

"No wonder you are so idle, so busy that you went to breastfeed your master."

Tianquan didn't make any excuses, but just bowed and bowed to leave. Qin Qing didn't even need to think about it, he knew that he must have gone to play the piano and flute again for the blue stone that he regarded as a treasure.