Yin marriage lingers: The ghost man bites lightly

Turning around to look, it turned out to be a foggy day today, and the woman disappeared instantly when she went out.

I stood in the shop and looked, my body was sweating and my hands were shaking.

When the fool came in, I couldn't stand still, and told him that he had no strength: "Silly..."

The fool looked at me, stunned for a moment, then ran towards me suddenly, and hugged me.

A group of waiters around screamed, and the fool picked me up and left the shop and walked towards the shroud shop.

He looked anxious as he walked.

I laughed at him: "You also know how to care?"

The idiot frowned deeply, and quickly carried me back to the shroud shop. As soon as I entered the door, my uncle immediately got up and stood up. Seeing me tell the idiot to go to my room, the uncle chased me in afterward.

When I got inside, I looked at me and said, "Go and find Jiang Sheng."

Green quickly ran out, and I was already dying at this time.

☆、326 Chapter Zhen Niang

The idiot held my hand tightly, maybe because he was tired from holding me, he actually sweated, the sweat dripped from his head, he held my hand tightly: "Yue...er..."

Hearing the fool call me, I forced a smile, the fool held my hand tightly, frowning deeply.

I feel that the fool has something to say to me, but he can't say it, so seeing his expression is very painful, and that kind of pain is extremely painful.

After all, a fool is a fool. It is clear at a glance who is good and who is not. He is not willing to hide it at all, and he will show it when he is sad.

This point is somewhat similar to Murong Jue.

"Is Jiang Sheng here?"

The uncle stood aside and didn't know how anxious he was, and roared angrily.

It's just that there are only fools, him, and me in this room, so it's useless for him to burst his throat.

In the blink of an eye, I passed out. In my dream, I suddenly saw a white light shining on my face. It was so warm. Two handsome people walked in front of me, but one of them had a pale face, and the other had a pale face. His face was a little dark, and when he saw me, he said something to go, and I followed them.

On the way I asked, "Who are you?"

"Don't ask who we are, lest you get scared, just follow us. It just so happens that we are missing someone these days, and you are here to fill the gap." The white-faced man told me, and the black-faced man said: "Talking .”

The white-faced man hurriedly said yes, and led me forward.

I looked down, trying to think of something, but I couldn't think of anything, I rubbed my head, what's going on?Why can't I remember anything?

who am I?

I looked down at what I was wearing, and I was wearing a white robe. My hair was the same as in ancient times. It was long and tied to my waist, with a flowing bun on it. I raised my hand and touched it. a hairpin.

I looked back, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness behind me. I don't know where this place is, but here?

I turned around and continued to look at the two people who were leading me away, and I asked, "What the hell is this place?"

"Don't ask where you came from, don't ask where you are going, where is this place, what is this evening? Don't ask."

The black-faced man said, and I said, "Then what is my name, who always wants to tell me?"

"It doesn't matter who you are, you are here when you come here, and you should practice well here."

The black-faced man stopped talking after he finished speaking, and I asked with a strange expression: "Then it must be..."

"To shut up."

The black-faced man said, I just lowered my head and became silent.

Not long after, they took me to a very ethereal palace, and there were many people like me standing in the palace, each of them was wearing a robe with wide sleeves, the pure white one, and all of them had flowing cloud buns .

And they are all about the same age as me, seventeen or eighteen years old, and there are older and younger ones, but they are all young and young.

The two people who brought me have disappeared, and there are people like this around.

There is no light here, and the fog is filled. On the stage stands a woman in black, with a beautiful hairpin, standing on it noble and elegant.

Seeing that she is about 30 years old, she folds her hands under her chest, very well-behaved.

There was an older woman, dressed in white, who stood there and yelled something. All the women crawled at her feet, except me.

I stood there looking at the woman, she stared at me and said, "Come up, let me have a look."

On the high platform, a woman came down in a hurry, came to me and took my hand and pulled me up. I was dragged staggeringly, and finally came to the woman and pressed me. The man asked me to kneel down. But I didn't kneel, I don't know why, my knees are so hard, it's like I can't bend my knees in the first place.

I don't know why I am here, why I am wearing white clothes, why I have to kneel down for her among so many people.

The woman raised her hand and signaled the person in front of her not to treat me like this. I looked at the person kneeling below, and then at the person standing opposite: "Who am I, and where is this place?"

"Speak up."

A woman said loudly that she didn't want me to ask.

I took a look at that woman. Although she was good-looking and a good-looking person, I didn't like her. I thought she was vicious.

"Okay, you go down." The tall woman said, she was not unhappy or displeased, she just said so.

Only then did the woman on the side leave, with her head lowered, she stepped back and left.

"Do you want to know this?" The tall woman asked me, and I said, "I want to."

The woman said: "My name is Zhenniang. I have been here for thousands of years. I don't even know what my name is. When I came here, I was just like you. I felt curious and confused everywhere, but this is my fate, and I can't change it." .

This is the holy land of heaven, earth and people, and all the women cultivated here are women who will go to the heaven, earth, and human worlds to serve the king in the future.

So teach strictly. "

I asked strangely: "Then what is this place?"

"House of Saintess."

Actually, I don't know what is holy or not, but I looked at the women who bowed their heads and bowed their heads. I don't want to be like them. I seem to have a lot of things to do, and I don't want to stay here.

Zhenniang said: "When I saw you, I thought of myself. Among the three thousand saints, I am the best, but I would rather stay here than rush to the world to serve someone I don't know.

The virtue of a woman is that her husband is the most important thing. Although I called the saint here, I never really thought about it that way.

The face of a woman is only for herself, and the love of a woman can only be for herself.

The so-called king's favor is nothing more than a fleeting cloud, but in the end it is a dream.