Maoshan ghost hunter

Yu Xuanji said: "You sighed about fate before, what happened?"

Lin Sansheng said: "Mr. has a poem: It is easy to find a priceless treasure, but it is rare to have a lover. In fact, it is not impossible to have a lover. It is just that I have not met a girl with the same affection, or if I do, I am blocked by external forces.

In the words of modern people, meeting the right person at the wrong time, or meeting the wrong person at the right time, is a tragedy. "

"Meeting the right person at the wrong time..." Yu Xuanji thought for a moment, nodded slowly, looked at Lin Sansheng, and said, "It's not like you didn't have a lover before, so you have a lover?"

Lin Sansheng smiled miserably, and said: "I dare not say that there is love, I just waited for a person for hundreds of years."

Yu Xuanji's expression changed, and he urged him to elaborate.

Lin Sansheng recounted his own experience: how he missed the fate, wasted 600 years, and finally found the other party, but he was neither a person nor a person...

After hearing this, Yu Xuanji exchanged a glance with the girl named Shi Niang, then smiled wryly.

"If the person I met had such an infatuation, I would be crushed to pieces without regret." Shi Niang murmured, "It won't be like now, with a thousand years of hatred and still can't get rid of the complex."

Lin Sansheng smiled wryly, "Who can solve it?"

After the sentence was finished, the three of them were silent.

Lin Sansheng got up and paced, came to the piano case, looked at the Guqin above, and said in surprise: "Guqin Lvqi!"

Yu Xuanji said: "Exactly. This Qin was made by Sima Xiangru. Sima Jun is a member of the Taoist sect, and he is also considered to be in the same line as me. I inherited this Qin when I was alive. After I died, I burned it and turned it into a ghost. I can't bear to abandon it in the end." Of."

Lin Sansheng said: "Back then Sima Xiangru played a piece of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" with a green qiqin, which won Zhuo Wenjun's favor and became a good story through the ages. This qin is also a sentimental thing."

Yu Xuanji said: "Exactly. Since you recognize this qin, sir, you must also understand the rhythm. Please try playing a piece."

Lin Sansheng bowed his hands to thank him, and sat in front of the piano case, thinking that of course he couldn't play "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", otherwise he would appear frivolous, so he played "Guangling San"...

Ye Shaoyang heard the sound of the piano outside, frowned and said: "Why are you still playing it, it seems that you won't be able to come out for a while, it will delay things."

Xiaobai said: "I haven't been here before, let's go shopping around."

At the moment, Sibao was left here to wait for the news, while the others walked around the house and walked towards the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

This sweet-scented osmanthus tree grows very huge, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and a strong fragrance. There is a spring under the tree with clear water.

Ye Shaoyang saw at a glance a purple plant growing on the stone by the water, with only two leaves, and a pink flower in the middle, stacked on top of each other, and the tip of each petal has a purple streak, like a border, Very pleasing to the eye.

Several people were amazed and knelt down to watch.

Only then did Ye Shaoyang discover a fat caterpillar lying on the leaf, nibbling on the flowers and leaves, and he didn't know where he made a mistake. He couldn't bear to destroy such a beautiful flower, so he stretched out his hand to grab the caterpillar in his hand.

The caterpillar turned around and bit him.

"Damn it!" Ye Shaoyang threw the caterpillar into the grass, and when he looked down, two teeth marks were bitten on his fingers, which hurt a little.

"Look at it!"

Under Xiao Yiyun's reminder, everyone turned their heads and looked. When they came, they walked through the deserted path. At this moment, there were many ghosts, and on both sides were ghost messengers in black robes, holding two iron chains, driving some ghosts away. get on the road.

There are men, women and children, most of them are dressed in the past: mainly in the Republic of China, there are many people dressed like the characters in the posters in the 70s, and occasionally there are a few ancient costumes.

Ye Shaoyang didn't understand what he meant, so he asked Xiao Yiyun.

"There were social turmoil during the Republic of China, and the most things happened at that time, and the movement in the 70s, you know. The ghosts of earlier times have basically been reincarnated."

These ghosts looked angry and seemed to resist, but they couldn't bear to be escorted by ghost messengers. They came to the evil mirror stage, looked at the mirror for a while, and came down from the stage. The expression of each ghost changed, and some became calm. , some looked up and sighed, and had to let go of all the past lives.

Chapter 1117 Tears of Reincarnation 1

"Why are you here?" A voice sounded from behind.

Ye Shaoyang and the others looked back, and saw a yin god in a python suit coming out from under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, followed by four low-level meritorious officers, one of them was holding a yellow booklet, the other was holding a ghost banner, which read With the word "avoid".

Looking at this Yinshen's attire, Ye Shaoyang quickly recognized that this was a parade.

Xiao Yiyun cupped his hands and said, "Liu Yasi."

Liu Yasi originally held his head high and held his chest high, with some official prestige, but when he saw that it was Xiao Yiyun, he hurriedly bowed his hands and saluted, saying "Don't dare".

Although in terms of official position, he is the same as Xiao Yiyun.

But Xiao Yiyun is from the Palace of the Son of Heaven, and is the personal "secretary" of Mr. Cui's mansion. King Yan Luo will give him a little face when he sees him, so how dare this parade provoke him.

Xiao Yiyun briefly chatted with him, then led Ye Shaoyang and the others back to the side.

At this time, the first batch of ghosts who had been photographed in front of the Niejing Platform had already been escorted under the osmanthus tree. walk forward.

"Brother-in-law, where are these ghosts taking the osmanthus leaves?" Meihua asked, she was born in the ghost domain, and she didn't know many things about the underworld.

The phrase "brother-in-law" filled Xiao Yiyun with joy, and he explained that these ghosts had cleared their karma and were going to the six realms of reincarnation to be reborn as human beings.

Meihua frowned and said: "These ghosts, don't they want to drink Mengpo's soup? They will forget everything by then, and once everything is done, why do they still have to look at this evil mirror?"

Xiao Yiyun smiled and said: "This is different. Most ghosts don't need to look at the evil mirror, but Meng Po soup can only make people lose their memory, but the karma and hostility are still there. They must look at the evil mirror and take osmanthus leaves to eliminate it." .”

Ye Shaoyang looked at the parade surnamed Liu, and said, "Didn't you say that Yu Xuanji is in charge here? What does this old boy do?"

Xiao Yiyun rolled his eyes, and said: "You really think Taoist Master Yu will do it himself? She is just the person in charge, and only comes out to make up her mind when something happens."

Ye Shaoyang said: "What can this evil mirror stand do, isn't it busy all year round?"

Xiao Yiyun said: "Yes, so what, you are not convinced?"

At this time, the sound of the piano stopped, and Ye Shaoyang guessed that it was almost time, so he led everyone back to the front of the small courtyard, when the door opened, Lin Sansheng came out, saw Ye Shaoyang, and said, "Mr. Yu, please go in."

"Me one?"

"Just you, let's go."

Ye Shaoyang went in behind Lin Sansheng, and when he walked through the yard, he asked in a low voice: "How is the talk, what do you want me for?"

"You'll know when you go in."

Entering the back room, Ye Shaoyang immediately saw two girls sitting on the wooden chairs, both of them were very beautiful, their looks were undeniable, and they had a natural feeling, one of them was dressed by a Taoist nun, needless to say it must be Yu Xuanji.

It's just that Ye Shaoyang was a little surprised that he looked no more than 30 years old at the most, with a good face, with a trace of weariness that saw through the world.

Ye Shaoyang stared at her, suddenly felt as if he had seen her before, especially the eyebrows.

Seeing him staring at her like this, Yu Xuanji frowned slightly.

"I've seen you, senior!" Ye Shaoyang came back to his senses, and performed a standard salute.

Yu Xuanji nodded, and looked him up and down.