[Red Mansion] The First Immortal of the Three Realms

After much deliberation, Xiaoqian went to Sanniang again, claiming that she was not feeling well today, so she would not play with her sisters at night.

Sanniang was going to agree, but she remembered Daiyu who had returned today. After thinking about it, she decided to bring Xiaoqian to see her.

Sanniang's thinking was simple, Xiaoqian's foundation was not stable when she first cultivated the human form, if she felt unwell, the fairy must have a way to relieve her pain.

Before she had time to evade, Xiaoqian was dragged and dragged into Daiyu's room by the enthusiastic Sanniang.

Daiyu was playing the piano in the room, seeing the two of them coming, they didn't stop, and played the whole piece on their own.

Xiaoqian is very good at rhythm, so she naturally knows that the girl in front of her is far superior in skill.

When she heard this song for the first time, she had the feeling of meeting a bosom friend again, but when she continued to listen to the sound of the piano, she felt more and more unbearable headaches, as if something was spinning rapidly in front of her eyes, but fortunately she could barely restrain herself, and Sanniang was by her side Sideways, so that she did not collapse to the ground.

"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian?"

Sanniang raised her arms around Xiaoqian, but seeing that Xiaoqian's figure was getting weaker and weaker, she hurriedly put her on the soft bed beside her.

"Girl, this girl was still feeling unwell just now, I was just going to find her to have a look, but she just collapsed, this girl has just turned into a ghost, doesn't she look like a ghost?"

Sanniang is a caring person who is chaotic and dares to say anything, Xiaoqian is startled when she hears it, fearing that this will end her, she hastily turned her head to look at Daiyu.

Daiyu had been quietly observing her, but at this moment, she happened to meet her eyes. Daiyu's eyes were calm, while Xiaoqian's eyes were slightly dodged, as if she had a guilty conscience.

Daiyu smiled slightly, hooked her fingers lightly, and a petal quickly returned to her palm, and her life experience was known instantly.

"Xiaoqian just turned into a ghost not long ago, her figure is unstable, don't worry."

Daiyu said softly, although the words were meant for Sanniang to listen to, her eyes were still fixed on Xiaoqian.

It's not accidental that Xiaoqian is so weak, she did it on purpose.

When she first stepped into Huayue Tower, she smelled a strange fragrance, lingering, mixed with a bit of coldness, and the taste was a bit familiar, with a light sourness in the fine-tuning, as if she had smelled it before in the sky.

Daiyu's heart suddenly sank, the spell at that time, the magic fire brought by her own spell, and the strange fragrance on Xiaoqian's body now, all point to the heaven.

If there is any involvement with the Heavenly Court, I am afraid it will be more troublesome.

The petals recalled from the scholar were also stained with the same smell, but it was strange to say that the buried flowers were good at empathy, but they saw nothing on the scholar, only a sense of confusion.

Even a ghost or a flower can see the past, but there is nothing there with the scholar, like a dead thing that has never been contaminated by the mortal world...

In order to prevent the funeral flowers from going wrong, she ordered San Niang to investigate.

According to Sanniang, the scholar downstairs is the talented Ning Caichen who lives in the east of the city, he is really a living person.

But Daiyu felt strange.

She thought of the shadow on Ning Caichen's body again, the figure was blurred, she was cleverly rounded up after several attempts, and concluded that there might be something possessing him.

They simply sent a message to Nie Zheng, asking him to secretly pay attention to Ning Caichen's movements, while she buried the flower soul in Huayue Tower, just waiting to know the whereabouts of everyone and every ghost inside.

What's even weirder is Xiaoqian's behavior.

When I saw her for the first time, I thought she was just a poor woman who had become a ghost not long ago, but after setting up a barrier in Huayue Tower, there was a strange phenomenon in a room, and there were traces of burial flowers, so Daiyu knew that the real person lived there. It's Nie Xiaoqian.

As a result, Daiyu paid more attention to her movements.

When the shadow of the scholar downstairs changed, Xiaoqian also disappeared, and when she came back again, the smell emanating from her body changed.

Daiyu deliberately turned into Sanniang to pretend to Zhou Xuan with her, but when she touched her, she accidentally discovered that there was something in Xiaoqian's body...

That thing is an invisible phantom, it doesn't look like an ordinary possession, it's more like being manipulated by something, the two share one body, there is me in you, and you in me.

Obviously at this time Xiaoqian does not have the upper hand and is gradually being manipulated by that thing.

Xiaoqian didn't notice it at all, and chatted with "Mei Sanniang" for a while, then went downstairs to find the sisters to discuss what music to play and what songs to sing in the evening.

Until he felt unwell halfway, he went back to his room to rest, but when he reappeared, he was looking for Zhen Sanniang to ask for leave.

Daiyu guessed that Sanniang would definitely bring Xiaoqian, so she simply calculated the time, and when the two entered the door, Huajue popped up.

For some reason, this melody appeared instinctively in my mind, and the effect of this song appeared along with it.

Dimly, she seemed to see a certain moment in the past, she was practicing diligently behind a strange old man in plain white, accompanied by a man who couldn't see his face clearly.

The man seemed to be advising her, saying that Huajue is a magical skill, which can control people's minds, send people into chaos, and pull people out of the wrong way.This technique can nourish people's hearts, but it can also destroy people's foundations, but the most mysterious thing is that the player who plays the piano can weave an illusion to attract the listener into it. .

Driven by the voice in her head, she played this song naturally. She didn't know whether it was because her memory was blurred and her skills were rusty, or something in Xiaoqian's body was deliberately blocking it. A mysterious force blocks it.

She tried again several times, but every time she was about to see the content, she was pushed out by an invisible thing.

Not long after Xiaoqian's death, her ghost form was weak, after a few back and forth, she became weaker and weaker in the struggle between Daiyu and the things in her body, and almost fainted on Mei Sanniang.

Seeing that Xiaoqian was fine, Mei Sanniang was thinking about the young girls downstairs who had just transformed and didn't understand anything, so she left Xiaoqian to Daiyu and hurried downstairs.

Xiaoqian didn't recognize her birth, her body was limply leaning on the bed, her pair of peach blossom eyes were watery, making people just want to feel sorry for her.

"Sister, are you a human or a ghost? Or... a demon?"

Xiaoqian blinked her eyes and looked at Daiyu. She didn't want to ask directly, but after several attempts, she couldn't find out what happened.

Let's say this girl is human, but she is not afraid at all in this female ghost building. She even has a close relationship with Boss Mei, and also has a close friendship with Brother Ghost who runs a restaurant next door.

Call her a ghost, she doesn't have the resentment of a ghost, on the contrary, she looks like a fairy who is not stained with the world. She thought it was a god who came down to earth, but then she thought, how can the god care about the suffering of the world.

Then guess what kind of monster she is, such as the legendary fox fairy sister?Looking at her outstanding appearance, she is even more certain that this is a fox fairy with some practice.

Daiyu saw Xiaoqian's expression all in her eyes and didn't answer. She just chuckled and continued to play the piano. Xiaoqian wrinkled her nose unwillingly, thinking that she must have guessed right.

This time, she played a Qingxin song, in order to help Xiaoqian dispel some pain.

Sure enough, with the sound of the zither, Xiaoqian's figure gradually recovered, and the weak beauty regained her vitality. Xiaoqian was so happy that she got up from the slump, and spun around several times with the sound of Daiyu's zither.

"Sister Beauty, are you Boss Mei's friend?"

Xiaoqian was originally chosen by Sanniang to serve Daiyu, now that she has recovered, thinking about Sanniang's advice, she hastily poured a cup of tea for Daiyu and handed it to Daiyu.

Daiyu was not in a hurry to take the teacup, and maintained the posture of playing the piano, but her hands did not move. She raised her eyes and met Xiaoqian's searching eyes.

For some reason, Xiaoqian's hands trembled inexplicably, and the tea almost spilled out.

"give it to me."

Daiyu raised her hand to take the teacup, her wide sleeves slid down along the movement, revealing a white jade-like wrist, but the golden bell on her wrist suddenly shook, making several crisp sounds.

"My sister's golden bell is really beautiful."

Xiaoqian tentatively wanted to touch it, but for some reason, some inexplicable fear appeared in her heart, her hand stopped in the air, and she hesitated for a moment before retracting it.

Daiyu saw all the changes in her eyes.

Xiaoqian also felt strange for a while, she originally had a good impression of this beautiful sister, especially this one who can play the peerless piano sound, her piano sound seems to be like the wind shaking the bamboo forest, lonely but elegant, just like her other people.

But... when approaching her, there is always an unconscious sense of panic, as if what she tried to cover up has been fully known to her, but she has never noticed it.

Xiaoqian's face became more and more ugly, and when she looked at Daiyu who looked calm, she felt that she couldn't stay in front of her for long.

Daiyu looked calm, raised the wrist wearing the golden bell high, and fiddled with the golden bell with the other hand, but the golden bell obediently did not make a sound.

Before Xiaoqian had time to be surprised, she saw the beautiful sister in front of her and smiled, "I think it looks good too, but unfortunately I forgot which friend gave it to me. When I find a chance in the future, I must thank this one."

After finishing speaking, he covered the golden bell with his sleeve, took a deep look at Xiaoqian, picked up the cup of tea on the table and drank it.

Xiaoqian's heart that had been hanging for a long time finally calmed down, and she calmly said: "Beauty sister, you have heard of Huayue, Huayue is a song I composed for Huayuelou, if my sister appreciates the face, my sister will have the courage to present it in front of my sister." ugly."

Xiaoqian looked at Daiyu expectantly with a smile on her face, she couldn't bear to refuse.

Daiyu nodded her head as a signal, Xiaoqian sat down opposite Daiyu, pretending to fiddle with the guqin on the table, but just tried to test the sound, but Daiyu tilted her body and fell down immediately.

Xiaoqian withdrew her hand, tried to push her a few times, confirmed that she had passed out, and then she was relieved, carefully placed her on the soft bed, covered the surrounding veil, and made a gesture of taking a nap.

Xin Dao turned out that this girl was not as powerful as she thought, and she was tricked by a little trick.

But then my heart sank again.

She is contradictory. In the past, she only knew to follow the instructions of that adult. Even the fragrance powder in the tea came from that person. She interacted with him every day and was suppressed in every possible way. She thought that this fairy-like girl could Rescue her from the fire and water, but...

Xiaoqian sighed softly, closed the door from the inside, and jumped out of the window.

She didn't know that as soon as she left, Daiyu, who was on the slack, opened her eyes.

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The author has something to say:

Daiyu: I see through everything and I won’t say——

The person who gave the bell: Please remember what you said today, and you must thank me