[A Chinese Ghost Story] Grandma is hard to be

Lanruo Temple has been quiet at night, especially tonight.

Spring is almost over, and all things should be revived, but the creatures in a radius of ten miles seem to be abandoned by the seasons, looking lifeless.

At thirty tonight, there is a round moon in the sky, and the gloomy light shines on the lacquered main hall and pagoda of Lanruo Temple, but there is still a trace of the glory of the past.

The ground of the temple is covered with basil taller than a person, and there seems to be no trace of people coming and going.The east and west sides used to be houses where monks lived, but now the doors are ajar.Only on the door of a hut in the south, Yan Chixia, who had gone out to hunt down the murderer and hadn't returned, put a new lock on it.

At this time, in the tree demon's cave under the temple, Laoying and I were drinking tea with teacups and exchanging information.

I asked how the old demon cultivated into a spirit.

Speaking of this, Lao Ying seemed a little depressed, and seemed to be mixed with some complicated emotions. He raised his head and glanced at me, "This... I don't know too well. I've never seen his real body..."

I slapped my head!

"Oh! By the way, I forgot the business while chatting! I've already seen him! Wait, I'll show you a picture!" I tried my best to break the sudden silence in the room with a relaxed voice. Bu took black ink and white paper from Xiaoqingji's side room, and spread it flat on the new desk.

Lao Ying didn't get up and walk over with me, but raised his head slightly and quietly looked at the "skylight" I opened for the lighting and ventilation of the bedroom.

"Do you still dream of the indelible fog?" He asked softly.

He was full of curiosity about the world I lived in before, and he once asked to become a wisp of smoke and drill into the sea of ​​memory in my heart to have a look.

How interesting~ It's like Zixia Fairy got into the belly of Supreme Treasure!Of course I nodded in agreement, and only jokingly told him not to shed tears in my heart, otherwise I would have to remember him for the rest of my life, never forgetting him, and forgetting about eating and drinking!

But unexpectedly, entering my sea of ​​memories was not as easy as he imagined. There was a thick fog that obscured all vision, which made him almost lost in it... He escaped almost in a panic...

innocent!I don't know about these gods and ghosts, so I told him with deep empathy that when I first came to this world, I also passed through a white fog~ However, I didn't say that the one in the dream was guiding me. Compassionate voice and bright yellow light.

He walked slowly to the "window" of the tiankeng where the moonlight penetrated...

The light blue moonlight covered the ground lightly, and his figure also appeared ethereal and illusory due to the passing of the moonlight, like a thin layer of veil, and the night wind would blow him away to the ends of the earth.

There is a thousand-year-old loneliness that makes people want to cry, covering his whole body...

"I haven't dreamed about it, maybe I was crossing the Naihe Bridge at that time? After crossing the Naihe Bridge, and then suddenly, my soul fell on my grandma~" I joked with a relaxed tone.

Frowning, picking up the pen, recalling the handsome man in the sun with a bright smile, he is so happy!What he has is the world that another person has longed for all his life, a complete and colorful world.

"But Laoying~ I've been troubled by an annoying thing recently," I continued without looking up, "I seem to be worried about my cave."

"Oh?"

"It stands to reason that female ghosts don't drink human blood. The blood should have been refrigerated. I took a look the other day, and it was empty. I asked Xiaoqing, but Xiaoqing couldn't tell." Concentrate on and continue painting , Be professional!

I didn't hear him answer me for a long time, I looked up at him, why are my eyes so serious?I even felt a little hostile.

I hurriedly comforted him, "Anyway, I don't need it. If he steals it, it will save trouble. You don't need to hunt for life and death, and find someone desperately~ Besides, I don't know all the living people who live in the cave every day. Where do you go to find someone to ask a teacher? I just want to talk to you, chatting with you can also make me feel comfortable and relaxed~"

He was silent for a long time, which made me regret the nonsense just now, and then he slowly said: "Let me listen to you, I also like to listen to you."

"Oh~" Lao Ying was acting weird tonight.

After half a stick of incense, I finally finished the portrait, put down my pen, and rubbed my shoulders.

"Lao Ying, you pass..." I had a smile on my face, I raised my head and wanted to call Lao Ying to come over and take a look, but standing under the moonlight and looking at me quietly at this moment is clearly another pair of phoenix eyes as deep as the sea in the night!The face is exquisite, with sharp features and sharp edges, and there is a delicate and delicate thin lip, which is rippling with a dazzling smile at this moment.

He just woke up! ?When did you come here? !

I couldn't help but look at his shadow under the moonlight, and followed his every move. It was clearly a soul that could have its own will at midnight, but was bound in the darkness that would never see the sun.

There was an irresistible sense of fate in every gesture, and the night breeze was blowing, and someone sighed deeply.

"Why do you look at me with such pitiful eyes?" The old demon moved quickly, and appeared in front of me in an instant, and covered my eyes with his hand.

In fact, I didn't realize that when I looked at him, I was often looking at another person through him, another pair of warm eyes.

I was quick-witted and said with a smile: "You are my boss now, why do you get scared when you see my eyes? This is interesting..."

The old demon didn't answer me, tapped his fingers on the wooden table, and then laughed softly: "Lai Xiaohe, I don't know that you are still so infatuated with me after losing your memory. I drew a picture to see the painting thinker~" He was obviously triumphant, proud and confident of his beauty and charm.

I finished my sentence, and nodded in cooperation, "Your Majesty is so gorgeous in the world, he is fascinated by thousands of girls, and what is beating in Xiaohe's chest is just an ordinary heart that cannot escape the seven emotions and six desires. How dare you go through a thousand sails and exhaustion together with your majesty?" Compared with Xianxin."

The old demon let go of his hand, nodded, and poked my heart with the fan, and said with a smile: "What a heart with all kinds of emotions and six desires, one day my lord digs it out and sees if the heart is red or black~"

He actually picked up the pen again, dipped in the ink, and changed the painting without authorization!While dissatisfied, he said: "Here...here...and here, how can the painting have half the charm of my handsome and unrestrained king?"

I added three strokes and two strokes, smiling complacently, proud of the spring breeze, put down the pen, the sleeves flicked, and a gust of warm wind dried the wet ink.

Lift the painting and show it to me.

I couldn't help complaining in my heart, is it a flower peacock who has cultivated into a fine flower peacock to such a degree of smug beauty and narcissism?

glanced at...

whispering sound!I'm from a major, and I've learned... biting my tongue!

Eh! ?It turned out to be a stroke of genius!

Unexpectedly, this eccentric Montenegrin old goblin really has two brushes for painting!After his retouching and modification, the characters in the painting seem to have been infused with soul, which is really the finishing touch!

From a professional point of view, I still have a little bit of blind worship for him... But judging from the degree of narcissism of this guy, it may be the level of practicing self-portraits in front of the mirror at home every day with the door closed... …

Anyway~ it’s a self-portrait he painted himself~ My client—Master Lao Ying should give me a five-star praise!

I stared at the portrait and giggled, and glanced at the old demon, wondering if I could give him some more medicine to make him faint for a while, and release his old shadow... You know, I have prepared a big cart of sweat medicine!

Walking the rivers and lakes, committing crimes, and traveling at home is a must!you deserve to have!

You know, Lao Ying is more than [-] times kinder and cuter than him!

"Your Majesty's painting skills are superb! The villain casts his eyes on the ground and admires him so much! In order to express the villain's admiration for others, I decided to hang this painting in a cave or something like that. I will burn incense every morning and evening, and pay homage to the king. Ultimate bliss... No! To achieve positive results as soon as possible, burn incense and pray for blessings..."

Before my hand touched the scroll, "Crack!" The old demon's fan fell mercilessly on the back of my hand, and the pain caused me to yell "Wow" instantly, and tears came out!

I raised my head and stared at him viciously, if I can't be soft, I can be hard!

The sharp eyes declare sovereignty - this is what I drew!

He said lightly, "You need a painting in exchange."

"What painting?"

"A painting you stole." He looked at me coldly.

Looks like he doesn't believe me... huh!Do not believe it!I pointed to the pile of golden and dazzling treasures that Lao Ying just took out in the corner and said angrily: "Here, that is half of your treasures. You can find the paintings yourself! Believe it or not, anyway, I am Didn't snatch or steal your painting. I will wait here for Ning Caichen, and when the time comes, the other half of your treasure will be mine."

Rarely hardened once!

snort!Just let him see my backbone!

You must know that there are three most unbearable situations in the world!

One is the relationship between Sun Dasheng and Zixia Fairy in Journey to the West!Obviously in love but can't be together!Oh~ If I have to add a time limit to this love, I hope it will be 1 years... Tears!

The second is the incomprehensible fragility and eternal loneliness like Lao Ying!

Three is what I am now!People who have been wronged can't argue!

Akimbo, head tilted, stubborn!

"I've seen it, but there's no such painting in it." The old demon gave me a contemptuous look and sneered.

I also sneered, staring into his eyes and said, "Why should I hide your painting? A broken painting is not worth as much as real gold and silver. One copper plate can be worth two bowls of white rice."

We stared at each other, not giving an inch.

Just when my eyes were so dry that I could hardly hold on, a puff of green smoke came in from the skylight, and a bald, round-faced, big-bellied Bigfoot appeared before our eyes...

The whole body of the person has not been exposed yet, but the words are finished.

"Old demon! The Bull Demon King said that you and the tree spirit from Lanruo Temple are on good terms. I still don't believe it. If I hadn't sniffed the scent of wine and found it..."

"Who is dating her (him)?!"

We retorted in unison, with disdain in our tone!

Who is it?Where will his arrival make the tense relationship between the two go?Let's listen to the next chapter!

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