Not in reincarnation

"What are you thinking?"

The white-haired man gently lifted his black silk, and a delicate and small face was displayed in front of him. He stroked the smooth skin inch by inch with his eyes pitifully, but didn't touch it with his hands.

The scarlet eyes seemed to be filled with flowing water, and she opened her mouth lightly, and the voices of hundreds of people said in unison: "Why am I like this?"

The white-haired man frowned slightly, and did not answer his question, but softly comforted him: "You should give up."

"I've given up already." He said, then bowed his head and said nothing.

The white-haired man stood there for a moment, shaking his head and sighing.

1000 years ago.

Political turmoil, territorial division, power division, and the rise of many small countries.

Unofficial history once recorded that during the period when a country suffered from natural disasters and man-made disasters, the future generations could not afford it, and it was difficult to quell their grievances.

At that time, Xijiang was a prostitute on the first floor, pushing cups and cups at banquets, and selling laughter on the bed.

At that time, Yao Mu was a king without power, and when he met him by chance, he was amazed by his beauty, redeemed his wealth, and lived in his house.

She's just a whore, and it's hard to be elegant.Disdain for etiquette and righteousness, nameless for merit.

And Yao Mu and Xi Jiang first met in the Changting Pavilion, and every time it was drizzling, they were slim and solitary, which attracted tenderness.

"I am lonely, homeless since I was a child, so I had to live on the street, and I was picked up by the bustard, and I exchanged my body for food." Xijiang hid under the pavilion, but the rain splashed on his face.

"She thinks I won't leave. Parents have never given Xijiang the kindness of nurturing, only the madam has given me a little kindness." After Xijiang finished speaking, he was pulled into a warm embrace.

Prince Yaomu hugged his thin body tightly and asked him, "Do you believe in love at first sight?"

To say that the children of the royal family are all cold and heartless liars.

However, after Xijiang was redeemed, he also dreamed of staying together forever.

When waking up on an unfamiliar bed, Xi Jiang always felt that he shouldn't wake up, Yao Mu's arm was still clinging to his waist greedily, and his body was covered with hickey marks like stars.That person called his name over and over again at night.

It's as if you can keep him by your side by saying his name all the time, and you won't be separated forever.Ever since Xijiang came, the palace has always been full of laughter, which is completely different from the usual dull and solemn.Although it is difficult for a male favorite to enter the house and live in another courtyard, he has won the favor of the prince.The two once thought that the gods and couples were nothing more than that.

The concubine doesn't do what he thinks. Since the prince bought this prostitute, he has never returned to the room every night. He is greedy for sex in the bed, and he seems to have forgotten who is his matchmaker.The concubine is in charge of the backyard, and it is common for two people to meet in the garden, talking and laughing at Yanyan, seeing no one else.

One day, Yaomu went to court, and the princess sent Xijiang into the hall, but Xijiang didn't greet her, which made her extremely annoyed who had always been respected by the palace.

"You have been in the palace for more than a month, and you have never come to the concubine's bedroom to call you sister. You are really a commoner, and you don't follow the rules."

Xijiang chuckled: "Xijiang is just a male favourite, and his status is very different from that of the princess, how can he call her sister?"

"That has never made a cup of tea for my concubine." The princess was not convinced.

"The concubine is a woman, and Xijiang is a man. A man and a woman live together in the same room. If I speak out, I am afraid that people will ruin the rumors of the palace." Xijiang answered eloquently.

The princess was speechless for a while, so she had to let him go down, feeling even more annoyed in her heart.When Yao Mu went back to the mansion and heard his servants talk about this matter, he loved Xi Jiang even more and neglected the princess.

"It's just a male prostitute, how dare you ride on my head!" The princess broke the teacup, and the sharp-eyed maid rolled her eyes and put her ear on it.

"Master, His Royal Highness sent him to fight this time. It would be a good thing if he comes back, but we have our own way to deal with that bitch while he is away."

The princess was worried: "What if the prince blames me?"

"At that time, no one was alive, no one was dead, and it didn't matter if he ran away. After all, actors are ruthless, and whores are ruthless. The prince should have understood this truth long ago."

Seven days later, Yao Mu led [-] elite soldiers to attack another country, and Xi Jiang fell into the hands of the princess.

Facing the dozen or so strong and strong men who surrounded him, Xi Jiang finally showed his sorrow, and the princess also saw the sun. "A male prostitute, do you know how to deal with it?"

They nodded, and dozens of hands grabbed Xi Jiang who could not escape at the same time, and even their panic shouts were blocked in the boundless night.

first day.

the next day.

Day three.

The concubine did not calm down her anger, nor did the prince come back. If the prince could not come back, she would vent her anger on Xijiang.

"Bring the watchdog." Wang Hao ordered.

After a pause, the princess smiled and said, "Buy a few dogs from the common people."

Fourth day.

"You can still live, but you don't know that I think your life is always worse than death." The princess raised Xijiang's chin with the tip of her shoe.

His eyes were still clear and bright, which made her flustered.

"Come on! Gouged out his eyes!"

Day [-].

The concubine was still upset, and although Xi Jiang was physically broken, he was always in the way of her eyes.

"Pull out his tongue for me! Save this bitch from cursing people when no one is around!"

Day [-].

"Master, he can't hold on anymore." The maid no longer dared to look up at Xi Jiang.

The concubine couldn't bear to watch it anymore. At this time, Xijiang's body was already torn and festered.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Wangfei asked him, but Xijiang couldn't answer.

"If it's uncomfortable, how about having someone cut your flesh?"

Seventh day.

Xi Jiang was dead, but the princess was still furious, and sent someone to tell the Taoist: "I'm afraid he will go to hell and say bad things about me, can you make sure he can never be reincarnated?"

The Taoist replied: "The extremes of things must be reversed."

The princess rewarded a hundred taels of gold.

Therefore, Xijiang's limbs and head were cut off, put into a pottery the size of a water tank, carefully sealed, wrapped with complicated spell ribbons, buried in a mass grave, and will become a lonely ghost.

Every now and then, Black and White Impermanence patrolled the underworld as usual, and happened to pass by the mass grave, but found this airtight seal.Fearing that some evil person would be imprisoned inside, there would be no record in the book of life and death, so he summoned the ghost king.The ghost king easily untied the seal, patted off the seal mud, and calculated his horoscope.

"It's not the fate of great wealth and great honor, but it's the fate of a beautiful woman, alas! This man's number can be a ghost." The ghost king cast a spell to call out the soul.

Xijiang begged to see Yaomu again, and he agreed to be the ghost's minion, and the ghost king agreed.When Xijiang returned to the palace, he saw Yaomu having sex with the concubine. He was shocked and filled with resentment.

"He didn't save me, but he still loves that woman, but he still plays with me, letting her insult me, let her torture and kill me!" The power of Xijiang's soul body soared, and the ghost king was overjoyed.

"I promise you eternal life, and punish all sinful people, betrayal, adultery, greed, sycophancy, treachery..." the ghost king said.

Xijiang didn't hesitate, and responded directly.

"However, on you, you need a curse."

Xijiang didn't answer, so he acquiesced.

"I curse you: no afterlife, no good death, alone, no mercy."

Xijiang laughed.

"The past and the past are gone." The ghost king sighed.

When Yaomu returned to the mansion, he couldn't find Xijiang everywhere. When he asked about the princess, the princess' face changed drastically, and she said, "That Xijiang doesn't know good and bad, and his nature is hard to change. He not only seduced the prince, but also drugged his concubine to cause infertility The concubine asked the queen mother to deal with her family law."

Yao Mu felt that the sky was falling apart. "You killed him?"

"You actually killed him?"

The concubine insisted: "He wants you to die, lord, can you bear it?"

Yao Mu took a deep look at her, and said, "If it's him, he can accompany me to the end of my life, and I'd like to end my children and grandchildren."

"Zhiqin, step back." Yao Mu asked her to step down tiredly, as if she had aged ten years.The concubine had never experienced this kind of shame and humiliation, but she didn't dare to say much, so she had to leave sadly.

Knowing that Xijiang was killed, Yao Mu began to mutilate himself. He twisted his skin with scissors, and used the pain of flesh to cover up the pain in his heart.A few days later, the concubine couldn't see it anymore, so she added medicine to the prince's tea and forced him to have intercourse with him, hoping to relieve Yao Mu's pain of lovesickness with the laughter of his children and heirs.

After intercourse, Yao Mu's body deteriorated day by day.

Zhiqin took care of herself and the fetus alone, and Yaomu never saw her for a day.

After conceiving in October, the princess gave birth, and the baby was stuck in the birth canal, unable to move. The midwife came and went, came and went.And the baby seems to be growing in the birth canal, just not moving at all.

Zhiqin died of dystocia, and after the breath died down, the baby fell off, and it turned out to be a stillborn fetus with a grim face.

People in the palace were panicked.

"You can still live if you do evil in the sky, but you can't live if you do it by yourself!"

The country began to decline, and the drought lasted for three years, and the people were in dire straits.The weather in neighboring countries is favorable, and refugees are starting to flee.

Yao Mu didn't wait until another expedition, but died of heart failure.

"Thinking too much, thinking too hard."

"You feel guilty, but you haven't come to see him, let alone look for him." The man in white stood on the mass grave, the wind was blowing, but he was calm.

"Xijiang, rest in peace." The man untied the sealing ribbon, smashed the sealing mud, poured rice wine into the pottery, and burned everything completely with a fire.

But he didn't know that Xijiang's soul had already been used by the ghost king, but it was a waste of effort.

At this time, the ghost Xijiang already had countless treacherous and tyrannical souls in his body for thousands of years. Since Xijiang was awakened, they have been screaming day and night, trying to escape from this container.

"I should hate him." Xi Jiang said, and the tens of thousands of evil spirits in his body said.

Wang Han said, "You should forget about him."

"I can't forget the love once." Xi Jiang said.

Wang Han said: "You also know that you loved, so why don't you let go?"

The scars on Xijiang's body began to ache again. He had been in pain for thousands of years, but he still wasn't used to it.

"I always had a little bit of expectation for him."

But Wang Han will never tell him that since his death, the country has been in calamities and man-made disasters, no one has been spared, and it is probably because of God's preference for him.

Wang Han would never tell him that Yao Mu died because of missing him too much.

Wang Han would only persuade him again and again, forget about the person who abandoned you, forget about the past, forget about everything.

As a ghost, it is better to perform your duties well and not struggle too much.

"Wang Han, you're still here." Xi Jiang said softly, "I became a ghost, but what about you? It's been thousands of years, and you only changed your hair."

"Once you know why I came here with you, I've been looking for the reason for you for thousands of years, I'm afraid we will part and never see each other." Wang Han said.

Xi Jiang looked at him, but in the end he was speechless, Wang Han heaved a sigh of relief, but also faintly felt lost.

"You seem to still miss the old love."

"A person who loves with his life, his name and appearance are engraved in his bones and branded in his soul. Whether you are reincarnated or not, you will always feel lost when you pass by."

"I'm afraid he forgot about reincarnation. If you don't enter reincarnation, it's hard to extricate yourself."