I was watched by ghosts as soon as the live broadcast

Ruan Yang felt something was wrong with his hand, and subconsciously stroked it a few times with his fingers, still feeling like old bark.

Ruan Yang's heart sank, there could still be a ghost in front of Ying Shuhuai, this is no ordinary little ghost.Ruan Yang held back the chill in his heart, and pretended to let go of his hand casually: "Follow closely, don't lose it."

There was no response from behind, so Ruan Yang had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk forward. With the help of Lao Shen's candlelight, he turned his body slightly and peeked at the people behind him.

Ruan Yang: "..."

After quickly scanning left and right, Ruan Yang looked at Ying Shuhuai again, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I just want to see you."

The candlelight flickered on Ying Shuhuai's glasses, making Ruan Yang unable to see Ying Shuhuai's eyes clearly, wondering if he had seen through his lies.Ruan Yang turned his head back and stared at Lao Shen who was walking in front, but the scene just now kept flashing in his mind.The figure is slender, and the hands are hidden in the dimness, so they can't see clearly.

Is Ying Shuhuai following behind him really his Ying Shuhuai?

The tomb passage is narrow and deep, and it feels like I have walked for a long time without reaching the end.

"Old Shen, how long can the candle last?"

Old Shen glanced at the candle in his hand, and estimated the time: "I didn't expect that the tomb passage is so deep. If we continue to walk like this endlessly, it will drag us out until we are all hanging."

When Pei Sheng heard this, he was more anxious than anyone else. The calm expressions of the others fell into his eyes, and he felt a sense of sadness and sadness: "Brother Ruan Yangyang, how have I treated you since I was a child?"

Ruan Yang was baffled by Pei Sheng's sudden sentence: "If you fart, let it go."

Pei Sheng was choked, adjusted his confused mood, and said in a solemn tone: "My parents are only me...you go and see them when you have time...I have a private The card is specially used to buy my pots in large quantities, and you must not let my dad know about the sale...and..."

Ruan Yang immediately interrupted: "Pei Papi, shut up! Do you want to die so much? This young master didn't agree, so you have to continue to wave."

Pei Sheng's eyes were full of tears when he explained the funeral, but when Ruan Yang drank it, he was frightened dry before the tears rolled out of his eyes: "I'm also prepared, just in case. When I get out, I will definitely waste to fly."

Just as he was talking, he stepped on something round and round, so scared that Pei Sheng jumped back, hung on Guan Hanshi's body, and screamed: "Ah! A human bone! I stepped on a human bone! "

Old Shen took a few steps back holding the candle, illuminating the ground, except for a short, fist-sized oil lamp, there was nothing else.

Ruan Yang was amused: "Pei Papi, I'm so good at you, even a small oil lamp scares you like this."

Guan Hanshi pulled Pei Sheng off his chest without mercy: "You were not scared by the ghost, the ghost was scared away by you first."

Pei Shengqi stood up again in Ai Ai's place, leaned over and took a look: "Blame me, blame me, too much imagination. This little oil lamp is so beautiful." Pei Sheng was right, it was a small bronze oil lamp with exquisite workmanship.A strong young man bowed his back into the shape of a lamp holder, and the copper plate on his back contained shallow lamp oil.

Pei Sheng finally showed surprise on his face: "We have a lamp. The guys who were not taken away by the tomb robbers did us a favor. Hurry up, hurry up, and light the candles after the oil lamp is gone."

Lao Shen brought the candle closer to the wick, and a cluster of flames sprang up from the oil lamp, and the light was much brighter than the candle.

Pei Sheng squinted provocatively at Guan Hanshi, that look seemed to say: Look, I'm not always a dragger.

Guan Hanshi didn't look at Pei Sheng, but put the little paper figure back in his pocket.The whole team continued to move forward under the leadership of the small oil lamp in Lao Shen's hand

At this time, Ruan Yang smelled a fragrance, like sandalwood, but also a little sweeter than sandalwood.Why did this smell suddenly appear in the tomb?Ruan Yang set his eyes on the small oil lamp in front of him.It seems that after the small oil lamp was lit, there was this smell in the tomb passage.

Just as Ruan Yang was thinking, all his attention was focused on the dancing flames, when suddenly a flash of white light pierced his eyes.Ruan Yang couldn't help raising his hand to block the light, and opened his eyes again after adapting to the light.

Discovery, everything has changed.

Ruan Yang was surprised to find himself standing in a forest full of pink flowers.Ruan Yang raised his head slightly and looked carefully, and he was sure that he was in a peach blossom forest.What about the rest?Why did it suddenly disappear again?Contaminated with the psychedelic fan of Yin Yang Ghost Butterfly again?

Now that it is autumn, where will peach blossoms be in full bloom?Ruan Yang concluded that everything in front of him must be fake.Strangely, the temperature in the peach grove, which should be in full bloom in spring, is relatively low, making Ruan Yang, who is wearing a coat, still feel the slightest chill.

Ruan Yang rubbed his palms: "This illusion is too rough, isn't it? Is the spring cold?"

In the next second, the movement of rubbing his palms froze in mid-air.Ruan Yang stared at his sleeves, then lowered his head to look at his lower body, and finally went to his chest.

"This... I take back what I just said. This illusion is too realistic."

Ruan Yang didn't wear his own attire at all, but a crescent-white lace-up outer shirt with the same color as the inner jacket. The middle jacket was long to the instep, and a lot of bamboo patterns were trimmed on the hem.There is also a white jade belt inlaid with a piece of blue jade around the waist.

Ruan Yang patted his forehead with a palm, and when he was trying to calm down, he heard footsteps behind him.Turning around and seeing a familiar person, he was overjoyed, but he stopped after taking a step.

The person who came was Ying Shuhuai, with a black jade hairpin holding part of her long black hair, while the rest was scattered behind her back.Wearing a black shirt, the collar, cuffs, and hem are embroidered with a circle of complicated patterns with gold thread. During the movement, the hem of the clothes has a golden smooth flow.The phoenix looks like a dragon, and its body is long and jade-like, just like this.

But upon closer inspection, it seemed a little different.Ruan Yang looked at it for a long time before he came to the conclusion that the facial features were the same, but the temperament between the eyebrows was different.

His professor Ying is as gentle as jade and gentle, and the one in front of him is like a sharp sword that has broken out of the thousand-year-old ice, with a blade like autumn frost, making people afraid to approach him.

Ruan Yang watched him walk over with a jug of wine, his eyes met Ruan Yang, as if he didn't see him.

Ruan Yang stretched out his hand to say hello: "Hi! Friend, you look similar to someone I know. Can I ask where this is..."

Ying Shuhuai's face was frosty, and he walked towards Ruan Yang without answering.The smile on Ruan Yang's face began to fade away, and the embarrassment turned into consternation. He watched Ying Shuhuai pass through his body...passed through...

Ruan Yang realized something, followed Ying Shuhuai, tried to pull his arm, patted his shoulder, without exception, watched his hands pass through Ying Shuhuai's body, and Ying Shuhuai seemed to be completely invisible The people following him could not hear what he said.

Ruan Yang was struck by lightning and was frozen in place, muttering to himself: "Am I... dead?"

There is a small pond in the peach blossom forest, green as emerald, with a slight mist floating on the pond.Ruan Yang stood dumbfounded under the peach blossom tree by the pool, and saw Ying Shuhuai lying on his side on the bluestone ten steps away from him, holding a white jade cup and shaking it slightly.The black robes spread out, hanging from the bluestone to the green grass, and occasionally pink peach petals fell on the black robes, like a beautiful picture.

At this moment, a few cracks loosened on the frozen face, revealing a deep sadness.Ying Shuhuai swung the white jade cup at his fingertips and poured it down in one gulp.The wine flowed down the rolling Adam's apple, making Ruan Yang, who was looking at him, feel sour.

Ruan Yang took a step back, raised his hand to cover his chest, and didn't understand why the position of the chest was as painful as if his heart had been gouged out.The pain spread all over his body like ants gnawed. Ruan Yang only felt that his brain was a little lack of oxygen and his legs were a little unsteady.

Holding on to the peach blossom tree with one hand, he still stared closely at Ying Shuhuai who kept drinking, trying to call him, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

The jade-colored wine jug floats in mid-air, as soon as the wine cup is empty, the wine jug will automatically tilt to fill Ying Shu's bosom. In the sound of "pattering", the aroma of wine permeated the air, which made Ruan Yang inexplicably familiar. When trying to find the memory deep in his mind, he couldn't remember it.

One after another, the jug quickly bottomed out.Ying Shuhuai grabbed the jug and shook it, then waved the jug in disappointment and flew towards the small pond.

"Use wine to get rid of the lovesickness, the lovesickness is heavy and heavy. Ask each other sincerely during the day, and fall into a dream tonight?" (heavy, chong second sound)

Ying Shuhuai was obviously drunk, muttering in his mouth and began to read verses indistinctly.Ruan Yang was amused by the sour scholar's breath, and walked over slowly.

Who are you missing?Make you so unforgettable and refuse to let go?

Ruan Yang felt sour and skeptical about Ying Shu in front of him, but he still couldn't help but throbbing with pain.He bent down to look at the drunken Ying Shuhuai, carefully watching the outline of his eyebrows.

Ying Shuhuai, who had been in a daze all this time, suddenly opened his eyes and looked in Ruan Yang's direction.At that moment, Ruan Yang's heart almost jumped out, as if Ying Shuhuai really saw him.

Ying Shuhuai looked at it for a few seconds, then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he laughed at himself with a low voice: "Sure enough, I drank too much, I seem to see you." Although the smile floated on the lips, there was an endless abyss in the eyes, Filled with inextricable decadence.

"Beichen..."

Ying Shuhuai murmured the name between his lips and teeth like a treasure, his voice became lower and lower, and finally he couldn't hear it, only his thin lips moved slightly.

Ruan Yang stood there blankly, even forgetting to straighten up.Who is Beichen?Does Ying Shu cherish the person engraved in the deepest part of my heart?

Suddenly, there were footsteps approaching outside the peach forest.Ruan Yang hurriedly stood up, subconsciously wanting to hide, but when he saw someone approaching, he immediately changed his mind.

The visitor still couldn't see him, but Ruan Yang happened to have seen this person.

In the cemetery, Lao Wu, whom he had met in Xu Lanlou, walked to the small pool, saw the wine pot and wine cup floating in the mist above the small pool, sighed softly, knelt down on one knee in front of the bluestone, and called softly: "grown ups?"

Ying Shuhuai opened his eyes slightly and gave a low reply.

Lao Wu thought about what he had to report, so he said bravely, "There is still no news."

The decadent eyes immediately became gloomy.Ying Shuhuai raised his palm and slapped the bluestone. It seemed that he didn't use much force, and the bluestone immediately shattered.A thin layer of frost quickly spread around the bluestone, and everywhere it went, a layer of frost formed.

Old Wu couldn't stand the pressure, his knees softened, and he lay down on the frost, not daring to say a word.

It took a long time to hear Ying Shuhuai say: "Go down."

Lao Wu wanted to say a few more words of persuasion, but he seemed to think of something, but he didn't say anything, and bowed back.

Ying Shuhuai stood up, the bluestone had been broken into pieces of frozen stone, crushed under Ying Shuhuai's feet.The small pond in front of him used to be still rippling with blue waves, but now it has formed a huge ice surface, reflecting Ying Shuhuai's blurred figure.The peach blossoms that bloomed brilliantly before Ying Shuhuai's death are withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole peach forest, from the bright spring to the cold winter.

At that moment, Ruan Yang had an urge to rush forward and hug Ying Shuhuai to ease the sadness emanating from his body, but when he thought of Ying Shuhuai's drunken chanting of "Bei Chen", Ruan Yang stopped.

The person who tied the bell had to be untied, and he was not Beichen, so what was the use of hugging him.

Ruan Yang looked at Ying Shuhuai deeply, his soul seemed to have lost its support, drifting aimlessly with the water like duckweed: "Ying Shuhuai, who are you?"

The author has something to say: change the name of the previous life.