Husband and wife both hook their souls

The wind shakes the candles, the moon is shining brightly and the stars are scarce, but a wealthy mansion on Changmen Street can hear repeated mourning.

Suddenly, a treacherous wind blew across the air, and two ghostly figures, one black and one white, appeared in the wind, and they flew to the courtyard of the mansion before they settled down. Visitors from the underworld.

At the corners of Bai Wuchang's eyes and the tip of Xie Yi's eyebrows, the original lavender pattern is now more and more gorgeous, but unfortunately, it is half covered by that hideous horror mask.

Heiwuchang Fan Hao glanced around the crying living beings, and saw the newly dead soul.

"Bian, the young gentleman sitting on the chair is a newly dead soul."

Xie Yi raised his eyes and looked at the soul. It was indeed a young man in his twenties, wearing a blue brocade gown, sitting lazily on the grand teacher's chair beside him, with his legs crossed, holding a string of sacrificial offerings in his hands. Grapes, leisurely eating.

Doesn't this young man know that he is dead?Otherwise, in this atmosphere full of mourning clothes and scented wax, how could they be so leisurely?

While Black and White Wuchang was in doubt, he suddenly saw the soul of the young gentleman put aside the grapes in his hand, and walked straight towards them. When he came to them, he suddenly laughed heartily, stretched himself again, and said cheerfully: " It's been a long time since I've felt so comfortable... The two of you must have come to catch me to the underworld, right? Then I'll be in trouble."

Fan Hao finds it very interesting, a soul like this young master who is not afraid of them at all, and who takes life and death in a detached way is very rare. There are all relatives in the courtyard crying, but the one who is crying is indifferent, with a relaxed expression on his face Well, death seemed like a relief to him.

Xie Yi activated the spell, and the soul-lock chain was tied around the young master's wrist in response.

Suddenly, with a bang, the door was knocked open, and a man in a third-rank official uniform broke in.

"Situ Fu! You bastard! Get up for me..."

The man rushed towards the mourning hall in a hurry, and he could see clearly by the moonlight that the man who came was also a young son, who was about the same age and temperament as the Situ Fu who had just died.

Situ Fu glanced back at the man, turned around with a snort, and asked indifferently, "Can we go?"

Fan Hao looked at the young man who was throwing himself on Situ Fu's corpse, and then looked at Situ Fu who didn't care. He shook his head helplessly and asked, "Mr. Situ is going to leave just like that. ?”

Situ Fu chuckled, and asked back: "Otherwise? Even though I, Situ Fu, have an unforgettable old relationship, but now that I am dead and a ghost, why bother to provoke the living?"

Fan Hao, who was speechless, was slightly embarrassed, and couldn't help but glance at Xie Yi, who had been silent all along, secretly thinking that these two must have had unrequited love in their lives, otherwise, how could one be passionate and the other unintentional?

Xie Yi noticed Fan Hao's eyes on him, and replied coldly: "He's right, it's just that Hei Wuchang's feelings can't be understood."

After speaking, Xie Yi pulled Situ Fu and walked out.

Fan Hao tapped his forehead with an ink-gold bone fan, and then he realized that Xie Yi's words just now were obviously ridiculing his past incident of dying innocently for love on the Qingyuan Bridge.It seems that Xie Yi has always been brooding over this matter and never let it go.

"Rong, you dare to come to Situ's mansion, get out!"

The old roar was accompanied by trembling, and Situ Fu's father was helped into the mourning hall.

"Uncle, it was Huan'er who was sorry for him, so you let Huan'er see him off for the last time..."

Rong Huan knelt down on the ground, weeping sadly, hoping that the old man would agree to his request.

"Get out!!!" The old man roared again, pointing tremblingly at the servant beside him, and shouted, "You guys beat this ungrateful bastard out!"

The ruthless stick was beaten on his body, and Rong Huan suffered it all his life, this is the retribution he deserved, even if he was beaten to death in Situ Mansion, Rong Huan had no complaints.

"Tsk tsk..."

Fan Hao, who has not yet stepped out of the door, saw this sudden twisting scene, and shook his head with a sigh. This kind of tragedy of beating mandarin ducks apart, in the world of the underworld, comes out from time to time, causing death and injury. Only when you are hurt, do you know what regret is.

But it's useless to regret, because everyone is already dead.

Fan Hao shook his head again, seeing that Xie Yi had already walked a long way with Situ Fu, he hurriedly chased after him.

……

In the wilderness, the moonlight was even brighter and weirder. Since Situ Fu left the city, a chill gradually appeared on Situ Fu's calm face.

"Do you two master ghosts want to know how I died?"

Situ Fu suddenly asked such a sentence, which made Fan Hao feel even more strange. They had detained many souls, but they had never inquired about the private affairs of the undead. Situ Fu took the initiative to let them know like this.

Perhaps it was the words that Situ Fu buried deep in his heart, and there was never any place to sue?

But for the creatures of the Ten Temples of the Underworld, there are countless things of kindness and grudges. It is nothing more than obsession with reincarnation in one life, but they are completely forgotten in the next life, so they start to create karma again.The impermanence of black and white has been completely seen through, so naturally I have no interest in understanding it in detail.

Seeing that they were not interested, Situ Fu sighed deeply, and said, "But I was killed by a ghost, so don't the two ghosts care about it?"

"Ghost?" Fan Hao was very surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Isn't it because of the son who broke into the door just now, was beaten by his family, and then fell in love with each other, and died or committed suicide?"

"My lord, you are joking. Situ Fu is not a woman. How could he be so vulnerable because of love? It is true that Rong Huan is my sweetheart. It is also true that my father does not agree with us being together. But my death is not all because of Because of Rong Huan."

Situ Fu explained, but Fan Hao became even more confused. Xie Yi also stopped and looked back at Situ Fu, and said in a deep voice: "All ghosts are in the underworld, unless you have done heinous things, you will be killed by ghosts." revenge."

Situ Fu lowered his head, and replied with a sad expression: "If you say that I, Situ Fu, have done heinous things, unless I am sorry for Rong Huan, other than that, I have no shame for others..."

Black and white impermanence looked at each other, Situ Fu and Rong Huan, who is sorry for whom?

……

In Mengchun that year, all things germinated, weeded out the old and brought in the new, and it was a good year.

Suddenly, a gentle and elegant young man came to Situ's mansion on Changmen Street, but he was originally the cousin of Situ's aunt, named Ronghuan.

Just because Situ's family was closer to the township examination place, Rong Huan came to join Situ Fu's aunt in advance in order to save the fatigue of traveling in autumn.

This Rong Huansheng's face was like a bright moon, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his whole body exuded an elegant temperament.

On the other hand, Situ Fu, who is playing with horses and walking birds every day, is unrestrained, compared with Rong Huan, it is like heaven and earth, and it really makes Master Situ half dead.

So he locked Situ Fu and Rong Huan together in the study with a back lock. Master Situ gave an order to let Rong Huan out when he learned half of Rong Huan's security.

Rong Huan had no choice but to agree to Master Situ's request because he was dependent on others, and help him take care of this ignorant evil son.

……

"Among the Five Classics, which volume does Mr. Situ prefer?" Seeing Situ Fu groaning at the door, Rong Huan had no choice but to speak first.

Situ Fu looked back at Rong Huan, then let go of the door frame, walked up to Rong Huan, stared meaningfully at Rong Huan who was sitting in front of the table reading, and said with a smile: "What five classics? I'm not interested, my lord I have only read the Classic of Mountains and Seas!"

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas?" Rong Huan was startled for a moment, then smiled gently and asked, "It turns out that Master Situ likes legends about strange powers and gods?"

Rong Huan's inadvertent smile made Situ Fu inexplicably feel dizzy. Situ Fu was very familiar with this kind of dizziness, but he couldn't believe that he was actually moved by Rong Huan's gentle smile.

"Ah? Ah yes!" Situ Fu's expression was a little unnatural, but seeing how Mr. Situ, who was used to Fengyuechang, would show it, he jokingly said with a smile: "I just like the part about Wushan Goddess!"

Only then did Rong Huan realize that Situ Fu was teasing him, but he recited without changing his face: "In the wilderness, there are Lingshan, Wu Xian, Wu Ji, Wu Pan, Wu Peng..."

"Hey! Stop it, Master Rong has even memorized the Classic of Mountains and Seas?" Situ Fu hooked a finger on Rong Huan's chin, and said with a smirk: "Young master is too lazy to memorize it by rote. If you are interested, what is going on with the cloud and rain in Wushan? I also hope that Mr. Rong can give me advice."

Rong Huan raised his hand and pushed Situ Fu's fingers aside, and replied with a little displeasure: "Young Master Situ, please respect yourself, this Rong Huan can't teach you!"

"Of course Mr. Rong can't teach me. If my guess is right, Mr. Rong should still be a baby, right?" Situ Fu lifted Rong Huan from the chair, leaned against the wall, and continued jokingly: " This young master Yunyu in Wushan is actually very familiar, how about Mr. Rong, do you want my young master to teach you?"

After finishing speaking, Situ Fu freed up a hand, and groped into Rong Huan's open robe along the skirt.

"You... what are you doing, let me go!"

Rong Huan was terrified, he never expected that Situ Fu would be so shameless that he dared to attack a man like him.

Seeing Rong Huan's red face turn pale, Situ Fu suddenly let go of Rong Huan with a chuckle.

"Look what scared you, the young master was just teasing you, do you really take it seriously?"

"You...you are shameless!" Rong Huan hurriedly tightened his messed up skirt.

"Hey? Why am I shameless?" After the trouble just now, Situ Fu felt that Rong Huan was very interesting, and couldn't help but want to tease him, so his words were even more out of control, "Mr. Rong is talking about it, young master Did I mess with you, or did I fuck you?"