In order to save the world of cultivating immortals, I also worked very hard

After hesitating for a long time, Shen Huai finally returned to the guest room of Xuanzihao, the pair of red dancing shoes were still there, the feathers on the upper of the shoes moved with the wind, and the pearls were dim.

It's been quiet every time it shows up, and it hasn't done anything bad, maybe it's just a pair of ADHD shoes?Shen Huai leaned his back against the door, thinking anxiously.

The slightly cool wooden door was gradually warmed, the sweat in Shen Huaichu's palms dried up, and his breathing became more stable.During this process, the dancing shoes did not make any movement, as if they were just left here.

But it's just on the surface, it's no surprise that there are no ghosts in it after being thrown out and then running back by itself!Shen Huaichu took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and kept telling himself in his heart that he was fine, and if a ghost jumped out, he would slap him.

Having made full mental preparations, Shen Huaichu finally stepped forward.

Step by step, nothing unusual happened, which reassured Shen Huaichu a lot.He bent down, put his hands on his knees, and stood a foot away, staring at his dancing shoes.

There was a faint light flowing from the feathers, Shen Huaichu stared for a moment, and without thinking about it, he shot first, and a gust of wind swept the dancing shoes into the air.The wind column, which was as tall as Shen Huaichu, rotated extremely fast, leaving only a red shadow on the dancing shoes.

In an instant, Shen Huaichu heard a trembling female voice: "Master, please let the wind stop..."

Is this a catch?But this ghost is completely different from Tangguandao Old Zhao outside, Shen Huaichu has no good impression of her, so his tone is very cold: "Why did you come to my room?"

Female ghost: "My lord, let me come down first..."

Tricked him and still want to bargain with him?Shen Huaichu rolled his eyes, but removed the wind pillar, but immediately took out a rope from the Qiankun bag, tied the soles of the two dancing shoes together, hung them near the ground, and lit a cluster of flames with a bang .

"Should I say it?" Shen Huaichu said angrily, feeling that he was a pig who was scared just now.

"I said, I said!" the female ghost cried, "I want to ask you for help. I have been trapped in these dancing shoes for 30 years, and I want to get out!"

Shen Huaichu lifted the rope up and down, but it didn't really burn her: "How do you know I can help you?"

The female ghost's voice trembled, and she said "ah" from time to time, "I saw you 30 years ago, and I know you have great supernatural powers!"

"Huh?" Shen Huaichu's hands stopped.

The dancing shoes struggled in the rope, and she tried her best to curl herself up to stay away from the seemingly scorching flames. "You and your companions came to Dragon City 30 years ago. At that time, I caught a glimpse of you fighting a demon cultivator in the clouds. Later, the demon cultivator was beaten to death by you!"

"You read it wrong." Shen Huaichu said coldly, he is 28 years old this year, counting the year when he was under the age and the time he spent in the mother's womb, it was almost exactly 30 years, which means that 30 years ago he was still an undeveloped embryo , how can there be feet to come to this place?Furthermore, this is a fictional world in a novel, even if there was a previous life, it would not be here.

"Believe me, I don't think I'm wrong. The man in Tsing Yi had red marks on his forehead 30 years ago, and you have them too! The aura on your body is exactly the same, both are so powerful and majestic, making people have to surrender..." The female ghost anxiously road.

Shen Huaichu's eyes turned, he threw the dancing shoes to the corner, and reached out to extinguish the flame, "Continue to weave, you have surrendered, how dare you run into my room while I'm not around?"

The dancing shoes ran over slowly, and stopped suddenly a foot away from Shen Huaichu. The two shoes were close together, and the toes of the shoes were trembling.If it can be seen in human form, it must be a woman running lightly and sprinting slowly, then stopped in fear, her fingers trembled slightly, and she opened her mouth to speak.

"My lord, you really went to Dragon City 30 years ago, and you were with the lord who wielded the sword, have you forgotten?"

"Gu Qingxing?" Shen Huaichu frowned.

When Shen Huaichu read out the boy's name, the voice was very low, and the female ghost couldn't hear it clearly, thinking that he still didn't believe it, and stomped her feet anxiously, "Young master, what I said is the truth, if there is even half a lie, I will die forever." Don't be overborn!"

There will be no afterlife if you can’t go beyond reincarnation. Such an oath is really vicious for a ghost who has been trapped for 30 years and only seeks a release. look?"

"Slender body, green clothes and black hair, light red forehead." The female ghost said.

Are you blind?Shen Huaichu was amazed, he moved his eyes away from the dancing shoes, and when he glanced out of the window, he was dazzled by the sun, and suddenly remembered the dream from last night.

Tsing Yi, black hair, slender figure, this is what he looked like in the dream, walking in the dragon city in the bloody sunset.

And the forehead is light red... When he turned into a spirit beast, didn't there happen to be a light red line on his forehead?

Shen Huai shuddered at first.

"How old is it?" Shen Huaichu asked with a tense expression.

"24 five up and down." The female ghost replied.

What the female ghost saw was not Shen Huaichu's present body, or in other words, what the female ghost saw was another person.

Seeing another person through him, who was that person, and why did he dream of him?The more Shen Huaichu thought about it, the colder his back became, and his eyes gradually widened.

"The demon cultivator caused a disaster in Jilong City 30 years ago. You came here to subdue the demon cultivator, which shows that you are great benevolent people. Why, why are you still unwilling to do me such a small favor now? If your son Willing to help, the little girl is willing to be a cow or a horse in the next life to repay the son." The female ghost spoke earnestly, and the dancing shoes moved forward, embracing Shen Huaichu's instep like two hands.

As expected of dancing, the softness is really good.Shen Huaichu thought about this endlessly, his eyes turned and turned, and finally coughed lightly, "How can I help you? Chanting scriptures to save you?"

The dancing shoes shook: "No, just chanting sutras is useless, I have to get out of the shoes first."

"That……"

"It was the people from the Zhang family in the north of the city who trapped me in the shoes back then."

To untie the bell, one needs to tie it. Although the words are not appropriate here, Shen Huaichu still understood. He bent down to pick up the shoes, and before going out, he thought of something, lowered his head and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Shuang'er." The female ghost replied.

Shen Huaichu: "Can you tell me why the Zhang family wants to trap you here?"

Thirty years ago, the Honghu Inn was not the Honghu Inn. This area, together with the silk shop and jewelry store next door, was a brothel called Zuixianlou.Shuang'er is a dancer in Zuixian Tower.

The people in Zuixianlou are divided into Qingguan, Hongguan, and Languan. Qingguan perform arts but not sell themselves. Dancers and musicians belong to Qingguan.

Such an opening will inevitably make the story clichéd, but ordinary people in the world are already ordinary people, so what happens to them will not be so noble.

Shuang'er was favored by Zhang's son-in-law in the north of the city. The son-in-law wanted to buy her not only for one night, but also for a lifetime, but Shuang'er promised him since she was a child. It is still tied to that person, who once made a vow to the mountains, rivers, sun and moons not to marry for life.

She is a passionate woman, who turns a blind eye to the favors of the Zhang family's son-in-law, and refuses to obey even threats and lures.At that time, the Zhang family was a big family in Longcheng, and they had a lot of means to get a prostitute with no background into his mansion.

The legitimate son bribed the servants around Shuang'er to let them add medicine to Shuang'er's meals, but Shuang'er found out.The fierce woman knew that she could not escape, so she hanged herself on the beam of the house with a piece of white silk.The aunt was so angry that he rushed into the Zuixian tower that night with a bucket of oil and a torch, and burned the whole building to the ground.

Hearing this, Shen Huaichu couldn't help being speechless, this son-in-law has such a temper, he burned the whole building down if he didn't get a single person, I don't know how great a family can get used to such a talent.

However, there is no trace of the situation of the Zhang family, and only a few words can be found from the old people in the city.

"The eaves are gilded, glazed tiles, and smoked willows are long, like the capital of Shenghuang."

Not long after the fire in Zuixianlou, hundreds of members of the Zhang family died in the disaster that happened in the middle reaches of the Jia River 30 years ago. The mansion, farmland, and gold and silver were all collected into the public treasury, and the magnificent house was turned into a temple. , Day and night, incense is flourishing.

"The disaster 30 years ago? What kind of disaster?" Shen Huaichu raised his eyebrows and asked about the dancing shoes he was carrying in his sleeve.

"It wasn't 30 years ago, it was more than [-] years ago. That year, Jiahe suddenly changed his face and started eating people. Basically, people who went swimming in the river failed to come up." The old monk who leaned against the wall and peeled garlic on the ground heard Shen Huaichu's words from a distance, looked up.The old monk pointed to the smoky Buddhist temple behind him, "Back then, this family didn't go out of the city to escape the summer heat like other big families did. Instead, they bought a boat, and the whole family went on board."

The female ghost's voice was muffled: "I remember clearly, it was indeed 30 years ago, this old monk was talking nonsense."

"But the rest are facts," she added.

Shen Huaichu pressed the upper of the shoe to appease him, and asked the old monk, "What year was the Zuixian Tower fire?"

"It was the same year as the Jiahe Disaster," said the old monk.

"Thirty years, how much is 30?" Shen Huaichu walked towards the old monk.

Peeling the garlic spread on the ground one after another, the old monk finally shook his head: "It's strange, I can't remember it."

The female ghost spoke again: "So he was bluffing you, son. The incident happened 30 years ago. I died that year, and I remember it clearly."

Shen Huaichu wanted to tell her that it was normal for an old man to not remember the year, but it was really weird to talk to a female ghost that no one else could see in broad daylight, so he closed his slightly parted mouth.

He looked at the garlic under his feet, then moved his eyes to the old monk's bald head, and couldn't help but raised his hand to touch the back of his head.Shen Huaichu's hair grew very slowly, so it was still a barren place.

"Your body is too cloudy, don't go out at night these days." The old monk got up suddenly, took off the beads on his wrist and threw them at Shen Huaichu.

"Eh... no, thank you."

Shen Huaichu wanted to hand the Buddhist beads back, but the side door of the temple opened at this moment, and a small head poked out, "Abbot, Uncle Wu Nian is looking for you."

"Here we come." The old monk nodded and walked towards the side door, ignoring Shen Huaichu's outstretched hand.When he stepped over the threshold, he suddenly said: "The Zhang family is not all gone. They have an adopted son who is still alive, named Huazi, and now he is working as a salvageman in Huishuituo."