Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

The black mist wrapped around Mo Yun's wrist and dissipated strand by strand. I don't know if it melted into the young man's fair skin, or it was just like that.

Ye Wuchen walked to his side, seeing the panic in the young man's eyes, he said softly: "Don't panic, it's giving birth, you can ask about Chen Yaya's whereabouts."

The ghost is the last message that the ghost sends before it disappears. It may be insulting, or it may be a confession. The person who is passed will be pulled into a space to communicate with the ghost.

Ye Wuchen guided the young man slowly, "Close your eyes and concentrate."

The boy was very obedient, he closed his eyes, his thick and slender eyelashes cast a shadow on the lower eyelid.

Between opening and closing his eyes, he came to a pure white place, and he called softly: "Master?"

There was no answer, only the hollow echo from the surroundings, Mo Yun felt a little lost.

It's not that he hasn't encountered the spirit delivery in his previous life, and he also knows that the space he was pulled into during the delivery is a place completely isolated from the outside world.

In other words, Master will not hear his own voice.

This space is very white, but the light is soft, and there is a place in front of which the rain of peach blossoms is faintly falling.

Walking forward without hesitation, a young girl in light blue clothes smiled at him. She was holding a few peach blossoms with her fingertips as pale as light green, and her black hair was gently tied behind her head, leaving some blue strands. Draped on the back, a pink hosta in the shape of a peach blossom is inserted obliquely in the hair.

"Little fairy."

Her voice was like clear spring water hitting a stone, crisp and sweet.

"Lian Li?"

The girl nodded slowly, waved the peach blossom in her hand, and Mo Yun came to a noisy market in an instant.

He silently watched the flowing crowd and listened to the loud yelling. This was just a phantom, and he could see the people inside but couldn't touch it.

Suddenly there was the beating of gongs and drums in the crowd, and two people playing the golden suona jumped happily at the front, followed by a pair of welcoming teams.

A handsome man in a loose wedding dress rode a white horse, shaking his head and walking in a high-profile way behind the two golden suona players, with a cloth red flower slanted on his shoulder, and his face was full of joy.

A golden-roofed red sedan chair carried by eight people was surrounded by the band, and the onlookers all congratulated.

Lian Li appeared beside Mo Yun and motioned him to follow the wedding procession.

The welcoming team walked slowly, and Lian Li said yearningly: "My husband and I are childhood sweethearts. After he took over the family business, he married me and allowed me to be a couple for the rest of my life."

Mo Yun listened quietly, without doubting its authenticity.

In other words, there is no illusion in Du Ling.

The welcoming team has come to a newly painted Acer gate, in front of which are hung two red lanterns and two stone lions.

The groom dismounted vigorously and walked through the door first.

Immediately, a kind old woman with a stooped body came out from the door. She smiled wrinkled her whole face, opened the car curtain, put a jade hand on her old hand, and led the bride out.

The corners of the bride's red hijab are embroidered with gold thread, and the tail of the wedding dress is embroidered with a phoenix Yu Jiutian.

Pass the brazier and enter the gate.

The guests in the courtyard were drinking wine and chatting happily, and the moment the bride stepped into the door, the courtyard was full of applause.

Seeing this scene, Lian Li couldn't help crying, the tears rolled all over her cheeks, her eyes were red and swollen like peach blossoms.

Mo Yun: "Why are you crying?"

Lian Li pursed her lips with a bitter smile, "...you don't understand."

Mo Yun stopped talking and quietly watched the couple's worship.

After that, the lives of the two have been very ordinary and very happy.

Girls like begonias, so men simply planted gardens all over for her; the man's shop is booming and has a lot of accounts, so girls squeeze his shoulders and backs for him when he is resting.

But the good times don't last long, and misfortunes happen in vain.

Although the girl was pretty and lovely, the man couldn't resist the enchanting and charming outside after all.

He had a good time with a woman in the brothel, and gradually forgot about this home, waiting for the girl under the crabapple tree.

The girl kept watch at the door every day, but she never saw her husband return, and she gradually became ill.

Later, the crabapple tree in the courtyard withered slowly, so the man cut down the crabapple tree and planted golden peonies.

The man spent half of his net worth to redeem the woman from the brothel, and the life of the two of them was even sweeter than if the man and the girl were just married.

On that day, the woman was pregnant with the man's child, but she slipped and fell, and the child was gone.

But the man asked the girl angrily why he didn't accompany the woman every day, and directly blamed the girl for the loss of the child. From then on, the girl was accompanied by insults and kicks, and her room was always filled with a bloody smell...

The girl was desperate, and she turned into a ghost with hatred in her arms. While the man was away from home, her sharp claws penetrated into the woman's chest and dug out the bright red heart.

Holding the beating heart in her hands, the girl's face was a little dazed, and she finally embraced her in her arms, sobbing softly.

When the man came back, he smelled the rotten smell in the house, and thought it was some kind of mouse that died in the house, so it was bad luck.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his neck behind the man, with such force that one could hear the sound of bones breaking.

But the girl gave the man a sigh of relief, took his life, and was locked up with the woman's rotting body. The man was frightened to death in the end.

After that, the girl found that she wanted to drink human blood day after day, and the only kindness left in her heart asked her not to do so, so she fled around until she met Xiao Donghai in Yanxi Town.

A voice inside told her:

"Look, he is a womanizer just like your husband, so he can be killed naturally."

For some reason, the girl was bewitched by that voice, but when she arrived at Xiao Donghai's house, she suddenly regained her senses and ran away like crazy.

Every day after that, she was fighting against that voice, wandering between desire and reason. In the end, the kind girl lost and gave her body to the demon in her heart.

The illusion is over, the girl is still holding peach blossoms in her hands, and the smile on the corner of her mouth is innocent.

After watching all this calmly, Mo Yun said, "That brothel girl is not at fault."

Lian Li was startled, nodded, and took off the hairpin on her head: "Yes, she was very kind to me, and taught me how to please my husband, so she gave me this peach hairpin."

"But after all, I was blinded by jealousy and hurt those innocent girls. I..."

Lian Li's voice choked up, unable to speak any more.

Because the crime has reached the extreme, it has crushed the last sliver of reason in her heart.

"........."

Mo Yun didn't know what to say.

Is Lian Li wrong?Yes, because she still has innocent blood on her hands, willingly or unwillingly.

But after becoming a ghost, she also fought against the hatred in her heart with the last bit of kindness in her heart.

It's just...it didn't work out.

Lian Li clenched the peach blossom hairpin tightly in her hand, with big tears streaming down her face, she uttered a few words with difficulty: "Yes, I'm sorry, Sister Ling."

But late apologies are useless after all.

That bright and enchanting woman like a peony flower once secretly gave Lian Li bright and clean crabapple flowers, and for several days left her husband in the cold just so that he could see Lian Li who was suffering from heart disease more often.

Even when Lian Li was beaten by a man, he rushed over to protect her with his body.

But she died because of the little jealousy in the girl's heart.

Mo Yun has never experienced these things, and he doesn't understand. In addition to his age in his previous life, at best he is only 16 years old now.

Master never loved him in his previous life, he didn't know the feeling of falling from heaven to hell.

But in this life, the master is willing to treat him well, but he has truly experienced the briskness of flying from hell to heaven.

The different experiences of the two caused Mo Yun to say a few words ruthlessly: "It's useless for you to cry, she has already been killed by you."

Lian Li cried even harder.

Mo Yun: "..."

"Then do you know Chen Yaya?" Mo Yun sat cross-legged on the ground, with his face propped up and his head tilted.

Lian Li wiped away her tears, looked at him with red and swollen eyes, and shook her head seriously.

Mo Yun: "...Really?"

"I'm going to die, why lie to you!" Lian Li pursed her mouth and sucked her snot.

"Where's Xiao Donghai?"

"I don't know, I don't even know what I've been doing these days, but I can still feel a little bit, the person whose body I snatched is dead."

The white space was extremely quiet, only the rustling sound of peach blossoms falling, which was easily caught by the ears.

Mo Yun got up, patted the floating dust on his body, rubbed the girl's head, and calmed down his voice just like the master comforted himself.

"...Go and accompany her."

He still couldn't comment on the matter.

The world is not pure black and white.

With tears in her eyes, the girl teased: "Why, let me go if you have asked what you want?"

Mo Yun withdrew his hand: "Aren't you tired after holding on like this?"

After picking off the peach blossom hosta, the girl's figure has become somewhat translucent, and most of the peach blossoms that fell on the ground have dissipated.

Chatting with myself in this form for a long time, aren't you tired?

The girl suddenly grinned, her voice was as clear as a silver bell, and when she turned her head, her eyes dimmed with tears: "...Thank you."

Afterwards, her body slowly shattered into dots in the stars, dissipating together with those peach blossoms, and the entire white space also began to collapse, cracking inch by inch from a distance, reaching Mo Yun's feet.

He closed his eyes and fell into the abyss behind him.

The girl went looking for her sister Ling.

The boy threw himself into the abyss, sure that someone was waiting for him outside.

……

People in the town heard that there were a few demon-eliminating immortals coming to Chen Li's house, and rushed to his house one after another. The strange thing was that they all went there with a gloating mood.

Lu Xiao's master and apprentice sent the six girls home respectively, and they were pushed towards Chen Li's house by the noisy crowd.

"Could it be that Chen Li's daughter was arrested by the priests?"

"I don't know, Chen Li won't open the door!"

"Tsk, the devil seed is the devil seed."

The old wooden door was bolted from the house, and there was a lot of noise outside the door.

Ye Wuchen hugged Mo Yun, his eyes were a little cold: "Chen Li, tell me what's going on."

The young man was leaning against the earth wall with the child in his arms, and a small white ball lay on his shoulder and was grabbing the young man's hair.

Chen Li wanted to kneel down, but was dragged up again by a wave of spiritual force. He lowered his head guiltyly, not daring to look at the young Yaozhi's face.

Mo Yun in his arms opened his eyes, and saw a somewhat angry face. He couldn't help but think of when he was beaten severely in his previous life, and subconsciously flinched.

Ye Wuchen felt the trembling of the young man, thinking that he had seen some terrible scene when crossing the spirit, subconsciously stroked his back, as if smoothing the fur of a small animal.

"What's the matter?" he asked sharply.

When he came back with Mo Yun in his arms, he was surrounded by a group of townspeople who asked him if he had gotten rid of that female devil, Chen Yaya.

But when he came back, he found that his house had been surrounded by the people, and all kinds of people were yelling and cursing outside the door, saying that he was protecting the demon seed, which made the town not peaceful at all.

"Master?"

Ye Wuchen lowered his head, saw that the boy had woken up, so he put him down, grabbed the little white ball on his shoulder and kneaded it.

The little white ball said in his heart: "Host, I feel better when I get bigger~"

Ye Wuchen: "...don't, that would lose momentum."

Mo Yun tugged at his sleeve lightly, tried his best to ignore the little white ball, and said, "Master, Lian Li said that he has never met Chen Yaya."

Chen Li trembled all over, and said, "No, it's impossible!"

"Chen Li, we didn't find Xiao Donghai's body."

These words hit Chen Li's heart lightly, and he fell to the ground, muttering: "No, I am my daughter, not Yaya."

Spring is just in time, the peach blossoms in the corner of the wall are in full bloom, the pink is tender and tender, a peach popped out of the tree for no reason, extremely abrupt.

Taozi jumped down from the tree, jumped to Ye Wuchen's feet, and spit out words.

"Don't blame my dad!"

At the same time, Ye Wuchen smelled a trace of familiar demonic energy - he smelled it at Miss Chen's funeral...