Yan ghost

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed in the world.

"73, 74... Fuxing Tianzun!" Xiantong beckoned.

Fu Xing flew over the clouds, looked down at the dry tree trunk, and asked, "What are you counting?"

"Going back to Tianzun, counting the gray fairies. There have been many happy events recently, and several couples have been born in succession. A litter of babies is born every now and then. It's very lively. It's just that the number is not right..."

Fu Xing smiled and said: "It's not the fruit on the tree, the little guys are running all the time, how can you count them right?"

The fairy boy said: "Don't underestimate me, Tianzun. I have been taking care of the spirit tree here for many years. I have developed a pair of piercing eyes long ago in fighting wits and courage with them. Don't think they all look the same, I recognize each one. But It’s just weird, there are two more every time I count.”

"Two?" Fu Xing flew down to the ground.

"Counting forwards and counting backwards, there are two more."

Fu Xing said: "A few sleepy ones over there, can you forget about it?" Xiantong shook his head and said no, went over to take a look, and said, "Heavenly Venerable is really powerful, one of them has woken up."

So the fairy boy went to the tree to look around to see who had woken up.Fu Xing followed strangely, "Isn't it a lie to say that Huixian's soul enters a dream?"

"Who did Tianzun listen to? As long as they find the soul of their sweetheart, they will wake up. Look over there." Fairy Tong pointed away, Fu Xing looked along, there was a pair of gray fairies chasing and playing, and one with a real body , one is the soul.

"Miss is awake?"

With a tired face, Meng Yao got up from the bed shaking the round fan.There was a person sitting looming outside the curtain, wearing a bamboo hat to cover his face.

"The doctor is here." Mengyao habitually put her hand outside the curtain to feel the doctor's pulse.

"What's wrong with your body recently?"

"I'm not feeling well, just a little irritable." As he said that, the fan shook again.

The doctor smiled lightly: "Could it be because of the marriage?"

Meng Yao coyly said: "You also know..."

"Happy characters are pasted on your window."

"That's right." Mengyao glanced at it, and seemed to realize that it seemed to be posted for a lady, and she was indifferent.

"What kind of person is my husband?" The doctor took the pulse lightly, but it didn't move for a long time, and he didn't know if he was in the clinic.

"Mr. Yin has a half-official job. It's been a few years, let alone a promotion, not even a relegation, and nothing happens. But the good thing is that he has a good temper and can't bully me."

The doctor snorted.Although Mengyao understood what he meant, she didn't bother to say a few good words for her future husband in front of outsiders, and said frankly: "In today's troubled times, life is day by day. If parents want it, I have no objection."

"You don't want to stay with the person you are destined to grow old?"

"Then there must be someone who is destined, anyway, I have never met one." These words sounded like they were angry with someone.

"Having never met before doesn't mean we won't meet again in the future. If we meet someone else when we meet, wouldn't it be regrettable for the rest of our lives?"

Mengyao leaned closer to the curtain and asked quietly: "The doctor is trying to persuade me at this time, maybe he likes me."

The doctor choked for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Miss, you are worrying too much, I already have someone I like."

"It's really enviable." Mengyao sighed, and suddenly there was a porcelain bottle in her palm.

"what is this?"

"The secret of heaven cannot be broken."

"Then what are you going to do for me?"

"One day when you meet a destined person, pour the water in this bottle into a cup, and you will know the mystery."

Mengyao muttered "God and God" and raised the bottle, ready to open it.

The doctor stopped and said, "If it was opened before, the two of them will never be together again."

"So many rules." Meng Yao put the lid on the porcelain bottle tightly again.

"Miss, just trust me, don't be curious." The doctor got up and left after speaking.

He walked to the door and saw a person led into the courtyard by the girl.The man was dressed the same as him, lifted his mask to reveal Feng Zhu's face, and looked at him in surprise.He jumped and disappeared from the roof.

On the day of the wedding, Yin Jiao toasted with the guests in the outer courtyard.Mengyao was bored in the house and went for a stroll in the courtyard.She found two more boxes of things in the courtyard, and a porter was standing aside.

"Where are these things going?" Mengyao was dressed in red, but fanned out.

"Just now, two boxes of betrothal gifts were missed. They are all gold ornaments and pearl flowers. I will send them to Miss."

"There is also a betrothal gift." Seeing the porter's face was lowered, Meng Yao stepped forward curiously.

"Miss, see what I do." The porter felt uncomfortable being stared at, and couldn't help raising his face.

Mengyao was in a hurry, shook her round fan violently and said, "It's nothing, nothing, you wait here." Said and ran back to the room, the door was closed tightly.

"Damn doctor, what kind of rotten water did you give me, making me stare at men all day like a nymphomaniac. That porter is obviously a rough guy, why... he looks so good-looking."

Meng Yao Gui Mixin opened a cup, took out a porcelain bottle, hesitated in his heart and said: I have never felt so flustered before, but is it really him?It can't be that the big wedding is coming soon, and I want to escape from Yin Jiao, so I can't think about it.But if you drag it on, you'll be getting married tonight, so it's worth trying.

She opened the porcelain bottle and sniffed it, and it seemed to smell like a lotus flower.The slurry is poured into the cup, and the golden light is overflowing.Seeing that there was no change in the contents of the cup, she picked it up and shook it, but was stunned for a while.

The porter stayed outside the courtyard for a long time.He buried his head and waited for about half an hour, while the girls and servants were all whispering behind their backs.Finally, the two doors slammed open, Mengyao rushed to the porter, the phoenix crown was shaking.

The porter asked, "Why have you been in for so long?"

Mengyao grabbed a handful of broken silver from her purse, stretched out her fist, breathing heavily.Seeing that it was a reward for him, the porter smiled, and stretched out his hand to pick it up involuntarily.The silver took off his hand, and an ingot passed through his palm and fell to the ground.The corner of Meng Yao's mouth twitched.

The porter turned to run, but this time he was stopped.He turned his head and saw a tube of red sleeves.It's not a wedding dress, it's someone's blood-soaked clothes back then.With a bang, the puppet behind him fell to the ground.He looked back at Xiang Yan who was standing behind him.

"Your Highness, let's go!"

The two ran wildly all the way, passed through the noisy wedding banquet, and ran across the familiar streets of the capital.Shi Ting wanted to ask Xiang Yan what they were going to do and how he remembered his identity, but he didn't dare to ask.He was afraid that he would wake up from the dream and Xiang Yan would disappear.At this moment, Xiang Yan didn't dare to explain anything, he was also afraid.

With a plop, they sank into the lake, swam past the wooden armored basalt, and sank infinitely.It was getting darker and darker, and in an instant they pierced through a layer of dreams and returned to the catastrophe in the heavenly realm.

The surroundings were in chaos, the fairies danced wildly, and the irresistible suction pulled them to the sky.The two clasped their fingers together, looked up at the approaching ancient machine, closed their eyes, and with a sudden bump, passed through another layer of dreams.

They both fell from the sky, turned upside down for a while, and finally were able to fly together.Xiang Yan kicked his legs and flew towards the border.At dawn, they came to the smoky canyon and fell into the rapids. The river was extremely black and cold. They hugged each other to keep warm until they hit a huge object.Said to Yan that it was Kunyu.

A strong light brought the two into the next dreamland.They were among the roc birds, and below them was Rou Yi, who was swaying in immortality.Shi Ting sat down in the driver's seat and pushed the switch to the end.Pengniao broke through the sky, went straight to the heaven, and crossed the barrier they jokingly called the Moon Palace in one breath.

In this way, they went back and forth to the places they traveled in this life, breaking through many dreams.Xiang Yan never thought that he would be so deeply trapped, so unaware.What made him even more unimaginable was how Shi Ting survived the endless years during the hundreds of thousands of years he was sleeping, and stayed with him in his dreams forever.

The last dream was shattered.Xiang Yan opened his eyes, and Shi Ting was leaning against his chest, with mottled shadows on his body.

A nest of gray fairies gathered at the foot of the tree from under the tree.Xiang Yan shrank his feet subconsciously, but found that there were quite a few baby dolls among them.

"Tianzun Fuxing, he is awake!"

Not far away, Fu Xing poured a cup of tea and watched Ye Wu quietly.Hearing the fairy boy calling, he picked up the teacup and smiled knowingly at Yan.

"Young master has good taste. Wei Yang burns spring, ten years old wine, how about a cup?" The shopkeeper folded his arms and sleeves, bowed and asked with a smile.

The person in front of him turned his head, and the shopkeeper was startled.This man looks handsome, but why is he covered in blood and doesn't wipe it clean.But this didn't affect his solicitation of business, he opened the jar and gave the man a sniff.

"Cough cough cough... Lie..."

"That's natural. Our Weiyang Shaochun is also called King's Brew. Ten years ago, the soul of King Wei passed by here to mourn his old friends. He brewed it with his own hands. King Wei left after a hundred days of drunkenness, leaving dozens of The altar was bought by my father."

Xiang Yan looked drunk and shook his hand.He thought to himself, this store is lying, since it is a soul, how can it make wine by itself, and now there are no dolls in this world.Seeing that this person had no intention of buying wine, the shopkeeper left coldly and greeted other guests.

Shi Ting walked behind him and said: "There is no puppet, and I can't even drink a sip of wine. Do you think it's better to be in a dream?"

Xiang Yan shook his head and said, "Where, I'd rather not drink or go back. Seeing the same scene for thousands of years makes me sick. How nice it is to roam around like this now."

"Yanshi didn't do it either?"

"Will being Yanshi make Fuxing perfect? ​​I became his pure minister for the first time, and I exchanged him for a cup of water from the past. From then on, we will be in debt." Xiang Yan sighed, "Besides, it's too scary for a god to deceive a person. I don't want to sleep for another thousand years."

"It's good that you don't regret it." Shi Ting smiled.

Someone stood up to pay the bill and said, "Let's go, I see that the clouds are dense, and the sky may change in a while."

The other person wrapped his robe tightly and couldn't get up. He shivered and said, "It's freezing cold, why don't you stay at the foot of the mountain tonight? There are rumors that there are red-faced mountain ghosts in this mountain, who come out at night and eat woodcutters and shepherd boys , Even wandering ghosts will not be spared."

The people at the next table heard it, and they also came together and said, "I've heard it too. This mountain ghost is a big, burly and scary man. He can change his mind. Sometimes he looks like a dragon, and sometimes he looks like a chariot."

The one standing there snorted: "I think it's all fabricated by the people down the mountain to scare the outsiders in order to get more business. You guys have a few more sips of King's Noodles, and you will have the courage to follow me."

He glanced at Yan Shiting.

When the two went up the mountain that night, the sky really changed.Right now it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the climate in the mountains and forests is weird. After a while, the wind blows wildly, and snowflakes the size of a fingernail are caught in the wind.

Ghosts are not afraid of rain or thunder, they are afraid of wind.The two of them were weak in soul and body, and they were pressed by the strong wind so hard to move forward, it was not easy to turn over a forest, and saw the snow-covered mountains in front of them, which was bare.They flew forward arm in arm, but were blown to the edge of the cliff by a gust of wind.They struggled against the wind, and saw a snow-buried house on the top of the mountain a few feet away, so they gathered their strength and climbed up to the eaves, finally finding a shelter.

"Creak creak——" The two of them carefully inspected the house when they heard movement behind them.

Shi Ting said: "Red."

Xiang Yan said: "It looks like a chariot."

"Mountain ghost?" They said in unison, as if reading out the secret order to open the door.The monster opened its mouth wide and swallowed them both.

As soon as the two opened their eyes, they felt dizzy.Although there are carved beams and painted buildings in front of it, they are all pieced together, not a single beam is connected to the end, and no side is complete with carved patterns.They got up and found that there were more than a dozen wooden armors hidden in the mountain ghost's body, all of which were possessed by ghosts, and each performed their duties in an orderly manner.

Xiang Yan looked at the little wooden armor that was wiping the floor very seriously, so he walked up to it and knelt down.Seeing the blood in front of his eyes, Xiao Mujia felt dirty and disgusting, so he wiped it violently with a cloth, but it was all gone.It raised its head, saw Yan, ran away screaming.

With this shout, the rest of the wooden armors found the two of them, looking for corners to hide.

"who are they?"

"It must be the poor man who died in the mountains again."

The one-year-old Mujia bravely stepped forward and asked, "Are you here to ask for a doll?" Before he finished speaking, he was carried back by the two Mujias.

Yimujia persuaded: "You can't talk to them. The second young master explained, we can't let people find out."

With a snap, the other wooden armor said: "I told you to be disobedient, what if God finds out what to do." The young wooden armor burst into tears.

Shi Ting whispered to Xiang Yan: "Second Young Master."

At this time, Yimujia didn't know it, and came here with a pen and ink.Xiang Yan stopped it and said, "Dare to ask, is your second young master there?"

The wooden armor panicked, splashed ink all over the floor, and fled.The two walked through the maze-like corridors freely, looking for the ink marks.

The poor wooden armor leader was beaten all the way by the organs in the corridor, and his body was bruised and bruised.At last it reached a door, and it was overjoyed that it accidentally tripped over the threshold and passed out.

The two floated up from behind peacefully, and stood in front of the half-hidden door.

Shi Ting said: "There are many organs here, there must be secrets."

Xiang Yan nodded and said, "I guess the mountain ghost locked him in."

Shi Ting said: "I guess the second young master is inside."

The two floated into the room together.

"This is my former room." Shi Ting said in surprise, "Could it be that this mountain ghost was rebuilt from the Red House of the Prince's Mansion?" Xiang Yan said: "I heard that the Red House disappeared from the border ten years ago."

There is a bed in front of you, and there are two people lying on the bed.They came to the bed, possessed their own souls, and sat up together.

Xiang Yan said: "Your puppet is still moving freely after a thousand years, presumably Yanshi is maintaining it."

Shi Ting lay on his side, supported his head and said, "Your puppet is newly created, it should be made by someone who knows you."

When Xiang Yan heard this, he took off his clothes and broadband without saying a word.Shi Ting frowned and said, "What are you doing..."

Xiang Yan lowered his head and glanced, turned his back again, raised his hair and said, "Help me see if there is any signature." Shi Ting said, "The light is too dark, so I can't see clearly." Stretch your fingers and caress your spine.Xiang Yan turned her head with a blushing face, complaining.

"Looking at my Yun Yu's face, what are you thinking?" Shi Ting smiled slyly, but his hands were lowered deliberately.At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a strange young man stood outside the door.

"What are you doing……"

Xiang Yan hurriedly got dressed, and explained: "You misunderstood, we just want to find—"

"Shameless, come out."

Xiang Yan said oh, lowered his head and put on his shoes, ready to get out of bed.The young man sighed helplessly: "I mean your soul came out." After that, he cast a spell on the two of them, but the two souls were indifferent.

"It seems that this puppet really signed your name." Shi Ting said.

"Your signature is still valid. Could it be that Qingyuan is still alive?" Xiang Yan was surprised and delighted.

"If that's the case, then he should be a fairy-like old man."

Xiang Yanzheng smiled, and suddenly oops, and was pulled to the ground.He looked at the young man in front of him and said in surprise, "You can use dolls. You made this doll?"

"So what's the matter?" The young man had a natural expression on his face.

Xiang Yan asked: "How do you know how to make a puppet. Did your second young master teach you?" The young man said: "Second young master can't. I learned from him." Then he pointed to Shiting.

While lamenting the talent of the person in front of him, Xiang Yan gloated at his misfortune.He thought, Fuxing saved himself in vain this time.Without him, the young man in front of him could pass on Yanshu for him.

"What's going on, someone has invaded?" A familiar voice came from outside, and Xiang Yu ran in a panic.

The young man asked: "Second young master, what's wrong with you, why are you staring at that puppet all the time?"

Xiang Yu said in a daze: "Do you still remember what I taught you? What is the use of the servant's signature, and how to use the exclusive signature."

The young man repeated: "Using signatures makes the dolls only be controlled by designated Yanshi, and exclusive signatures make dolls only be possessed by designated ghosts." After he finished speaking, he came to his senses and asked Xiang Yan, "So you are the teacher?"

Seeing the admiration and longing on the young man's face, Xiang Yan knew that Xiang Yu had told him everything.Shi Ting walked to Xiang Yan's side, hugged his waist and said with a smile: "Are you and I still roaming around?"

He turned his head to Yan and sighed.At this moment, I really don't want to see Yun Yu's smile.