[Transmigration Book] The male protagonist never comes

Ever since he knew about the past, Liu Shu has become a little strange, the expression on his face is half a smile, it seems that there is some incredible guess, and there is such a novel and funny meaning under the surprise.

"Brother, do you think someone will fall in love with a ghost?"

Just when Chen Shen almost wondered if his junior brother had been entangled in something dirty, Liu Shu held the scroll and asked with brows and eyes.

Glancing at him strangely, he casually replied, "Maybe..."

After all, the example of A Chinese Ghost Story is there.But didn't they conclude that the evil spirit would not let Hongyu's soul fly away, so they just waited and waited, why did they ask such strange and irrelevant questions.

Ordinary people who would respond with such words, denying is the most normal reaction, how can people fall in love with cold and weird ghosts, I am afraid that it is not enough, and it is too late to hide.

Liu Shu laughed softly, his unbelievably long eyelashes curled up like black butterflies fluttering, and there was something inexplicable in his eyes: "Senior brother's answer is really ingenious."

It's more than ingenious, it's like telling the deepest secrets hidden by the people and ghosts in this mansion.

There seemed to be something flashing through my mind, but I missed it by a short distance. All the clues eventually pointed to chaos, but Liushu should have found some clues, and even restored the whole truth!

After all, although Liu Shu is young, but just getting along with him these few days, this kid likes to read and has the talent of never forgetting. He does things clearly and clearly, and he is not much better than a genius like Kong Rong!

Well, Brother Chen has never met Kong Rong, but please let Brother Chen always play chess and almost lose the glass heart of the little underpants, and heal himself by raising the opponent's IQ.

Oh, this is a sad story.

The only peach tree in the backyard is finally in full bloom. The fragrance of the bare trees for many years seems to be accumulating energy for this day. The blossoms are shyly budding next to each other, and the clusters are lightly blooming. When it came out, the peach blossom tree was dyed red, and it looked like a blood man from a distance, waving its limbs and struggling for help.

There is a wooden table under the tree, a game of chess, and two cups of tea.

I don't know when, the first petals of the flowers began to wither, as if they accidentally touched a switch, and the blood-red petals couldn't stop falling one after another, getting faster and faster.

The aura on the two of them isolated the extremely yin-qi petals from their bodies.

Suddenly, it was as if someone turned off the time switch. The withering of the peach tree stopped spreading, the petals still on the branches stopped withering, and the petals in the air seemed to be floating on the water surface, being gently supported by buoyancy and no longer sinking.

"he came……"

As if to confirm this sentence, a very thin figure slowly emerged under the peach tree.

The cyan clothes envelop the person like a very light mist, his slender figure is long and tall, and his back is thin and slender unique to Jiangnan, as if it will be scattered into a wisp of smoke when the wind blows.

Pale to transparent hands are stroking the tree trunk, as gentle and intimate as touching a lover's face.

Chen Shen's pupils shrank, and that slender woman's hand was exactly the same as the last ghost image.

Liushu's Tai'a sword has been unsheathed, and the green light suppresses the redness of the tree: "Your Excellency is the murderer, right?"

The man raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes were inexplicably familiar, and there was an unconscious arrogance of a literati in his eyes, as well as the melancholy that a literati was born with.

The melancholy at this moment seems to spread from the bottom of his eyes to his whole body, his eyes seem to be loose and unfocused, this is a physiological reaction that can only be caused by the extreme pain: "Why, there are only two people missing, as long as there are 49 monks, you can get together. I won't be out of my wits..."

"It's all of you," his whole aura became fierce with these words, the tumbling Yin Qi spread from his robe to his whole body, the cold temperature invaded the entire backyard, and the mild eyebrows and eyes climbed up to look evil. Incomparably charming, a fierce light flashed from the corner of her slender eyes: "Why not two low-cultivation ones, the heavens blame me!"

Thin fingers pointed angrily, trembling because of too much force, Chen Shen had no doubt that if the ghost cultivation in front of him was higher than them, they might have been torn to pieces and eaten by now.

"In this way, in this way, I can be with Ayu forever, life and death, and talk to Zicheng..."

He murmured in a low voice, and finally choked up faintly.

"Lan Shu, it's just destiny, why force..." The human face that had appeared on the peach tree at some point in time sighed helplessly.

He raised his face abruptly, fixed his eyes on the face on the peach tree, and shouted almost hoarsely: "How can I be reconciled, it's obviously only one step away! Only one step away!"

The voice was so tragic and majestic, it was like a sharp arrow used to kill oneself when the city was trampled and invaded, tearing the vocal cords and cutting the throat, Chen Shen was worried that he would cry out blood.

A figure stumbled in from the gate of the courtyard. Jia Renyou, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was terribly thin, and his former double chin could almost be used as an awl now.

"Ayu, Ayu, is it you..." The weak voice was full of unbelievable ecstasy.

The green-clothed ghost covered the faces of the people on the tree, and very possessively protected the tree behind him, not letting anyone see even a strand of hair.

Liushu grabbed Jia Renyou who was running, and didn't let him get close to the peach tree, so as not to be hurt by Yin Qi.

The human face on the tree seemed unwilling to meet anyone, and sighed leisurely: "It's useless to use green wax as ruby..."

The visitor seemed to be struck by lightning, shocked, embarrassed, flustered, the expression on his face was like a marquee, and finally fixed on deep regret.

The human face on the peach tree gradually disappeared, and the Tsing Yi Ghost told the tree gently: "Brother and I have seen each other for a long time, and I will go find you later."

No wonder this person's eyebrows are familiar, it turns out that the arrogance between this person's eyebrows and Jia Renyou's elegance have the same origin.

But why does Brother Chen have a sense of confusion like his younger brother and elder brother robbing his sister-in-law? Is the younger brother a scary creature? Obviously, Liushu is normal!

Seemingly surprised by that big brother, Jia Renyou noticed the side face of the man in front of the tree, and exclaimed tremblingly: "Little brother!"

"Brother, long time no see!" The man in the green shirt seemed to restrain his excitement, and turned his head to smile, but it made the person opposite him shudder.

In contrast to Jia Renyou's joy, what responded was the cold light in the eyes of the man in blue shirt, and the same cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

Jia Renyou, who had tried his best to break free from the obstruction, was at a loss, and suddenly dared not go forward.

Although Chen Shen was puzzled by the hostility shown by the man in the green shirt, he also knew that the answer to the mystery was about to be revealed, so he swung a wave of spiritual energy to protect Jia Renyou's shivering body.

The green-clothed ghost's gaze on Jia Renyou's body is extremely complicated, as if extremely cold and extremely hot emotions are intertwined, but instead shows a lukewarm attitude. Extremely hot is naturally a family relationship where blood is thicker than water. If you read correctly , the emotion that was so cold that he wanted to tear his bones apart seemed to be red-eyed jealousy.

The cold eyes warned the Tsing Yi ghost not to act rashly, so he pulled Liu Shu out of the way to watch the play.

Anyway, he has already guessed the answer, and he doesn't want to watch the drama formed in his mind and be acted by his true colors. His eyes fell on the thin white palm on his arm. After trying but failed, he simply cut it with his eyes. The white and transparent palm, the knuckles of the fingers Uniform and slender, but a little smaller than his own, showing a slender and gentle posture, which matches his movements of chess and chess. He always pauses in mid-air, and his transparent fingertips under the sun seem to touch people's hearts On the top, bend the joints softly and float, when will such a pair of hands be stolen back and stored away.

Seeing Chen Shen waving his hand, the man in the green shirt didn't care. He hadn't planned to attack Jia Renyou at first, but he completely ignored the warning. Soon he won't be afraid of anything...

Jia Renyou hesitated to take two steps closer, with a look of fear still on his face: "Little brother, didn't you suddenly..."

As if in order to see the other party's reaction, he interrupted his brother with a playful smile, tightly gripped the other party's face and said quickly, "Yes, I'm a ghost!"

After a pause in approaching, Jia Renyou took a few steps back with a pale face, and the cowardice in his eyes was exposed to the opponent's eyes, making him look extremely embarrassed.The action has long since lost the calmness of the market.

The Tsing Yi ghost sneered, he didn't know whether to laugh at his cowardice, or at the family relationship cut off by Yin and Yang.

Being in a trance is an illusion, the body of the Tsing Yi Ghost stubbornly straightens up, but it reveals the pale and cold thinness under the Tsing Yi.

It seemed to be thinner than the blue-eyed corpse lying on the couch in memory, how could it be possible, how could a ghost become thinner, Jia Renyou laughed secretly that he was so frightened that he had an illusion.

Jia Renyou seemed to think of something, hesitated for a while, after all, he was a blood brother, and boldly asked: "Little brother, did you write that blood book?"

The green-clothed ghost glanced at him, and he quickly waved his hands in fright: "I didn't mean that, I just suddenly remembered that those words are somewhat similar to your character..."

The guilty explanation was interrupted, and the Tsing Yi Ghost still had that playful expression: "That's right, I wrote it!"

"That, that..."

Regardless of Jia Renyou's surprised and sad expression, he lightly threw thunder into everyone's ears: "I did those too," he suddenly smiled softly, with an unspeakable shyness inside, like a baby wrapped in honey. poison.

"With the yang energy of 49 monks, Ayu can stay with me forever. What a bargain. Brother, you always say that I don't have the talent for a businessman. Now I have made a profitable business. Ayu escaped After my soul flies away, I will get eternal happiness."

His face was still blushing with the happiness of the fantasy scene in the last sentence, as if thinking of something bad, his eyes suddenly became impetuous, "If Ayu disappears," he wrinkled his nose, "that's okay, I won't separate from her."