You remember son

Under the light, the two looked at each other, Murong Jiu looked at him and felt that his face was as pale as during the day.

Think about it carefully, no one was seen when the door was locked, how did he appear at this time?That day when he rescued himself and Xiao Hei from the water, why did his clothes and hair not wet when he saw him, and he was standing in the shadow of the tree?Could it be... a water ghost?

The man seemed to know what he was thinking, and turned his head slowly at the right time, and looked towards Murong Jiu calmly, with calm eyes and a calm tone: "Jiang Yulou—Young Master asked me last time."

Murong Jiu reacted for a while, and quickly said: "Oh... My name is Murong Jiu, I was introduced... last time."

Seeing Murong Jiu's reaction, the man stood up and said: "I rushed to the door rashly, and shocked Master Jiu, I hope you are not surprised."

"I'm so shocked." Murong Jiu adjusted his mood, thinking that he had never seen a ghost, he had never seen a ghost since he was a child, and he was so flustered that he lost face, and said: "Please, may I ask, that... Mr. Jiang, you can...but..."

Jiang Yulou watched him stumbling, and said nothing, just waiting for the other party to complete the question.I only heard Murong Jiu continue: "You...but...that... rustle, there is no seal on the sand, no sound in the wind, no shadow in the mirror?"

"Ghost?"

"Hehehe..." Murong Jiu looked at him in disbelief, and said with a smile, "You look like this, don't you? Otherwise...it would be such a pity."

"Let the ninth son down." Jiang Yulou held Xiao Hei in his arms, got up and walked closer: "I'm a ghost."

Master Jiu choked.

But when he knew that Jiang Yulou was a ghost, what came to his heart suddenly was not the fear he had when facing ghosts in the past, but an inexplicable regret.

Murong Jiu quietly lowered his eyes, and glanced at him who was invisible on the ground, such a good-looking person, he had no choice but to die.

How did such a person die?And why don't you leave the world?

Under the candlelight, Jiang Yulou took another step closer. He was dressed in white and his arms were covered in black velvet, which was very strange, but Jiang Yulou's eyes were only cold: "I have saved the life of the young master, should the young master also save the next life?"

"...to save your life?" Murong Jiu took two steps back, staying away from him: "Didn't you already..."

When Jiang Yulou saw his reaction, he took a few steps back consciously, only stood and sat in the outer room, and once again lowered his eyes to caress Xiao Hei in his arms: "I'm a lonely ghost, I can't find my way back when I'm in the world. 290 seven years."

"300 years?" Murong Jiu asked in surprise.

Jiang Yulou put Xiao Hei back on the ground, and slowly walked to the window to look at the moonlight, without saying a word.

A lonely soul wandered in the world for 300 years and could not leave and reincarnate.

Murong Jiu sighed in his heart, looked at Jiang Yulou standing in front of the window, the clear moonlight shone through his body, enveloped him into a crystal form like a glazed fairy, the moonlight fell on the ground, he looked at the 300 Over the years, everything that is untouchable under daylight.Alone and alone, a lost person.

"Why do you want me to help you?" Murong Jiu asked him.

"Only you can see me. Mr. Jiang is a ghost, and you can see ghosts."

"I know that I can see ghosts, and I feel honored to be able to help you... But I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life. Do you want me to invite Taoist priests to set up a stage for you to find the path of reincarnation?"

Jiang Yulou just lowered his eyebrows and sighed, "Taoist priests can't save me, I've been dead for 300 years. For some reason, I can't always be reincarnated?"

Murong Jiu didn't understand, and thought for a while, "Then why are you willing to reincarnate after 300 years of death?"

"Heh..." Jiang Yulou laughed at himself, he said, "Is it because I don't want to reincarnate?"

Murong Jiu didn't understand anymore: "Then what's the matter with you? The fate of the world is not over yet?"

"The fate of the world is not over..." Jiang Yulou's eyes dimmed, and his voice gradually died down: "Maybe."

Murong Jiu saw that it seemed that this question made him sad, probably it was something from his past life.Then he coughed twice and asked him again: "Then how do you want me to help you?"

"Find my bones and bury them." Jiang Yulou turned around and sat down again, Xiao Hei was still circling happily around his feet. "The reason why the soul can't die is only because it was cursed, or it was not buried. I don't know where my bones are. It should be because I haven't been buried."

What he said was extremely light, but it made the listeners feel desolate.

His loneliness after death is really pitiful. Murong Jiu deeply felt that he should help him find the bones for burial, but he just had to find clues to find them. He didn't know what happened before his death, where did the clues come from?And Murong Jiu is also curious, and really wants to know about the life of Mr. Jiang.

Then he asked: "About where your bones are...how many clues do you have?"

"After I died, I couldn't see anything around me for three days and three nights. It was just my soul floating helplessly in the world, and I couldn't see where my dead body was placed. I tried to find its location, but only in the In the first seven days after my death, I occasionally managed to feel its location. I heard the gurgling stream, the singing of birds, and the smell of thorny thorns and peach blossoms. I thought, I must have been placed in a Peaceful place."

When he mentioned that quiet and beautiful place, a longing smile appeared in his eyes.

Murong Jiu took the opportunity to laugh and said: "Why don't you tell me about your life, maybe you can find some clues from it."

But Jiang Yulou just glanced at him lightly, his eyes were clear and cold, he felt that he was indeed a lone ghost who had been away from the world for too long and had no love for him. I don't like to be asked about related deeds by others.

He didn't talk about how miserable he was when he was alive and how miserable he was after his death, as he sang in the drama, so he begged the Lord to help him, and wished to be a slave in the next life... It shows that he really didn't want to talk about all kinds of things in his life Intend.

But Master Jiu was curious, he just wanted to know.

He continued to smile: "Brother Jiang, can you tell me? Otherwise, how can I find the bones for you?"

Jiang Yulou gave him a cold look again, his tone was still extremely calm: "We meet by chance, there is nothing to say. The ninth son just needs to look for me."

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, so they can meet by chance? Fate is obvious. If you don't plan to talk about your business, how can I find it? You have very few clues!"

Jiang Yulou just caressed Xiao Hei at his feet: "Do you often hug this black cat to sleep peacefully?"

"The old father at home is very strict. He only lets his daughter-in-law sleep in his arms. How can he let him sleep in a furry animal?"

"You sleep with it every night, I know."

"You know?" Murong Jiu thought about it for a while, and figured it out, it must be this Mr. Jiang who has been hovering by his side.

"Use this black cat to find my bones. The black cat can see my soul. As long as it absorbs your Yin Qi, maybe it can see where my bones are?"

Murong Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth, worried: "How?"

"Let it bite you, and you have to hold it to sleep for nine nights in a row before it can be infected with your Yin Qi."

"what?"

"It's okay if you don't want to."

Murong Jiu smiled and said: "Not really." For a long time, he couldn't help asking: "Since you knew that there was a method to help you find the bones and bury the supernatural, why did you have to wait 300 years? Why don't you tell me about yourself?" The reason for being nostalgic for the human world, anyway, you and I "meet each other by chance" and have a life-long friendship, so you should repay me!"

Jiang Yulou looked at him leisurely, but his blood-colored thin lips were attractive, and there seemed to be a slight smile between his teeth: "It's the ninth son who is repaying me."

Murong Jiu stared at his lips for a long time, then retracted his eyes in a daze, and smiled dryly: "Ah... yes! Yes! It was Mr. Jiang who saved Master Jiu first."

Jiang Yulou looked at him from a distance, but didn't say anything else.

Xiao Hei had already snuggled up on Jiang Yulou's lap, and Murong Jiu walked into the outside room with a smile, went to hug Xiao Hei, took the opportunity to sit beside him, and asked the same thing: "Master Jiu, I don't like it. It’s better for Mr. Jiang to vomit as quickly as I can. For 300 years, no one has told or listened to me. If it were me, I would have been suffocated to death.” He sighed at the right time: “Jade tower... 300 years, can it be lonely?”

With his emotion, Jiang Yulou really seemed a little touched, his expression seemed a little dazed, and he looked up at him sadly, as if he was about to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

Jiang Yulou seemed to be a little touched, Murong Jiu saw that it was really effective, and was afraid that he would stop talking after this effort, so he hurriedly moved closer to him, pretending to be joking: "If you don't say it, I will But I won't help, Jiu Ye is actually quite ungrateful."

After saying this, he regretted it. It is obvious that such a noble person would not like to be threatened by others. After hearing this, Jiang Yulou turned to look at him: "Master Jiu is unwilling to help?"

"Uh... no, no." Murong Jiu quickly laughed, almost accompaniment, "I was joking just now, Mr. Jiang, don't be angry."

I thought to myself, by the way, Master Jiu, when have I ever been afraid of anyone?Why are you afraid of this weak-faced person at this time?Probably because he is a ghost.Lord, I'm afraid that he will become ferocious in a second and swallow me up?

Jiang Yulou was not angry when he saw him like this, but he didn't know what he was thinking, so he got up and went to the window to look at the dark night.

I think he must have loved to stand in front of the window in a daze before he was alive. He was all white and lonely. He seemed like a person who had long been used to loneliness.

"I stayed in this world for one person. Before I die, I want to ask him something." After a long time, he said sadly again: "But now I don't want to ask any more questions. Life is like dust, death is like floating smoke, and the blue springs are falling into the blue." In the meantime, who can remember who? Always forget, don’t ask.”

Just when Murong Jiu was about to give up asking, Jiang Yulou told him about that person——Li Chenglin.

When Murong Jiu heard what he said, he felt that the name was very familiar. After a while, he remembered that Li Chenglin was my No. 14 monarch in Beili, who had passed away and traveled westward for nearly 300 years.

That was when Li Chenglin was the prince.

It is said that Li Chenglin is the crown prince, and it is impossible for him to have half the intersection with Jiang Yulou at that time.

It's just a trick of fate, and Li Chenglin single-handedly pulled Jiang Yulou into his life.

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Jiang Han looked thoughtfully at Li Chenglin who was sitting across from him, then glanced at the fan he was playing with, and asked, "Your fan, have you changed it?"

Li Yan also came over, and said with a smile: "Really. It was an elegant poem given by Zhang Zhihe, a senior scholar, but now it's just a bamboo fan. You like that fan very much. How did you change it? "

Li Chenglin shook off the Qingzhu sixteen-bone fan in his hand, slapped it a few times, and said: "It's done."

"Did it...?" Li Yan wondered: "Not to mention the fan, you often use the jade pendant as a fan pendant and hang it on it all day long, so you probably pawned it at the same time?"

Li Chenglin raised his eyebrows, and smiled casually: "That fan is worthless when it meets someone who doesn't know the goods, how can you get money if you don't even become that jade pendant?"

"That jade pendant was given by my father, how dare you take it?"

"Father has given you too many things, and he himself won't remember such a little thing. Sixth brother, you are too worried."

Li Yan shook his head: "Hey! Anyway, you do everything, and I don't bother to talk about you."

Li Yan was in a hurry, but he didn't get to the point, and Jiang Han asked again: "You don't need money, what are you going to use it for if you have to become a jade pendant?"

Li Chenglin closed his fan, played with it again, and laughed to himself: "It's to buy that painting."

"painting?"

It was rare for the two of them to see him like this, Jiang Han said: "Looking at your abnormal appearance, you really look like a daughter who has something on her mind?"

Li Yan couldn't help laughing and said: "Concern? The crown prince's concern is a major national event. Either it is a wish to worry about the country and the people, or it is a major policy to stabilize the country. Your crown prince should discuss with those noble ministers. Don't torture us both."

"I recently fell in love with someone, and I like it very much." Li Chenglin was rarely serious but even more abnormal. When he said this, his expression was calm, his smile was just right, and his eyes were sincere.

The two of them were taken aback by his abnormality again, Li Yan smiled again: "Yo, the person who can be seen by you prince without salivating and saying it with such a serious look is rare in the sky?"

"I just looked at one of the man's paintings."

"Hey, then did you fall in love with a painting by someone else? Or did you fall in love with that person?"

Li Chenglin was a little annoyed: "I've only seen his paintings, but I don't know his last name."

Hearing this, the two were even more confused, and Jiang Han couldn't help laughing: "Now you look at paintings, and they have more connotations."

The two were clearly mocking him.Li Yan came over again: "Hey, Sixth Brother, I'm curious what kind of painting that is, so that a high-sighted prince like you has learned to see people through paintings, so the one in the painting is a handsome man? Or is it a beauty? ?”

"I said..." Li Chenglin clapped his fans together, and the two of them glanced at each other: "How did I get to know you scum?"

"Defeated...heh..." Li Yan couldn't help but sneered: "Scum? If we are scum, then you are a disaster. Your Highness, shouldn't you be teaching the Taifu in the palace now? Is this a meeting?"

The corners of Li Chenglin's mouth curled up into a smile, and his eyebrows were raised higher than the sky: "This prince has already been crowned an adult, and has independent and adult thoughts and opinions, so why do we need to listen to what those old-fashioned scriptures are called?"

"Hey, it sounds like you've heard it well before you became weak?"

"..." Li Chenglin leaned back lazily, and his voice was even lazier: "The prince is really self-cultivated today, otherwise I would have dragged you two out and beheaded!"

"Forget it, stop mocking him." Jiang Han shook his head and chuckled.

Seeing that Li Chenglin had returned to normal, Jiang Han stopped Li Yan, turned around and asked Li Chenglin again: "Tell me, why did you fall in love with him because of a painting?"

"I don't even know what I drew."

Hearing his words, Jiang Han finally smiled speechlessly: "You don't know what the painting is, and you don't know who the artist is, so you just fell in love with it? You haven't thought about who the previous dynasty is for this painting remains?"

"I still don't know if the painting is from the present or the past? It won't take more than half a month for the ink to be on the paper."

"Prevent it from an admirer," Li Yan said.

"Oh, that's it, it's really what I want, so I'll go look for him too."

"Is it really so good?"

Li Chenglin shook his fan again: "Since ancient times, there are many good paintings, but there is only one confidant for one painting, and my highness is the confidant of this painting."

"You don't know what's in the painting, so you've always seen the signature and seal on the painting?" Jiang Han asked.

Li Chenglin raised his jaw and said with a smile, "Jiang Li."

"Jiang Li...is familiar with him."

"Really?" Li Chenglin slammed his fans together and leaned over: "Think about it for me! I haven't heard anything after searching for a few days."

Jiang Han picked up the tea and took a sip, not in a hurry, as if he was trying to sell his official position.

Li Chenglin just stared at him, his eyes were burning, and he had to wait for his words.

Jiang Han smiled helplessly, and then said: "It's my sixth brother. I remembered, I've seen his signature on the painting, it seems to be called Jiang Li."

"Words?" Li Chenglin was visibly excited, and pressed the teacup in Jiang Han's hand with one hand: "Then what's the name of your sixth younger brother?"

Jiang Han pulled his hand away: "Jiang Yulou." Then he continued to drink tea.

"I'll go to your house to find him right now!"

"Hello? Li Chenglin, you didn't hear me, did you...Jiang Han was talking about his sixth younger brother, not his sixth younger sister. Why do you still act like you're crazy?" Li Yan saw that he was about to leave, so he immediately Quickly grabbed him.

"How about sixth brother?" Li Chenglin turned around.

"Six... This is not about the sixth and fifth brothers, it's a man! Are you a Duanxiu, Prince? How can you be a Duanxiu? Or do you want to be a Duanxiu right now?"