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She is unparalleled in appearance, amazingly talented, wandering among many young princes, still able to keep a leaf alone, earning fame and profit for herself, and finally throwing everything away because of "love".

It is for righteousness that Han Lang asks for money to pay for the army.Luo Xiaomei donated all her property, and in the end only a set of opera costumes remained. He returned to the theater again, sang classics for everyone in the audience, and all the money received was sent to Han Lang.

One after another, day by day, the corners of the eyes gradually developed fine lines, the body gradually became thinner, and the bright eyes gradually dimmed.

However, Han Lang began to emerge. He was valued by Shangfeng, his relatives, and his subordinates as a good official who was willing to die.The young man is high-spirited and keeps climbing up, stepping on the gold and silver mountains that his lover has piled up for him, and finally stands on the top of the gold mountain. When he sees another beauty who is as pure as paper, his three souls are immediately hooked and two souls are taken away, and he gets married quickly. .

On the day of the big wedding of this man of the year, there were thousands of miles of red makeup, rows of cars, and a one-stop welcoming team, making a full circle around the city.Such a grand event attracted people from all over the city to watch, and everyone saw the handsome man mount his horse with his beautiful wife in his arms, and kick off the horse and leave amidst the good-natured laughter of the crowd.

In a theater that was even more empty than usual, Luo Xiaomei found out the scarlet wedding gowns she had sewn by herself, put them on one by one, rubbed makeup and powder in front of the bronze mirror, put on a beautiful phoenix crown, and sat down in a well-behaved manner. Sitting on the chair, I took a photo with a happy smile.

Time passed day after day, year after year, and he always stood on the stage, no matter whether there were people in the audience or not.

Time reincarnates, but he doesn't know it yet, he is still babbling on the stage and singing, Lan Huazhi is as good-looking as in previous years, and there is no wrinkle on his face. The master desperately threw gold and silver onto the stage.

The Han family is well-developed, and it has been blessed with countless resources and wealth from the very beginning. It seems that a novice online game who was lucky enough to win a full level when he first came up, can break a wide road by running rampant.

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"There have been ancestors' precepts in the family. There are evil spirits living in this theater. This golden Buddha has been enshrined by my Han family for generations. I can take you down when you, an evil spirit, appear." Mr. Han smiled victoriously and said softly. , "It's just that my Han family has guarded for so many years, but I can't see it every time. Fortunately, this time the sky pays off."

The expression on his face was distorted for a moment, and Mr. Han said in pain: "Actually, I didn't want to do this, but, it's just that you are not a decent person after all. Back then, I had a lot of things to do. Luo Xiaomei, you shouldn't exist in this world..."

Although the stunner is beautiful, but the outside world is wider, how can he be bound by a mere stunner.

A man always has to choose between the country and the beauties. There is only one country, but there are thousands of beauties. He thinks about this until his death. At this time, the younger generation of the family finally completed it, and he also used the body of the younger generation to say what he wanted to say , the obsession finally disappeared.

The butterfly in the body flew out again, and when it flew into the air, its wings broke off suddenly. The beautiful butterfly wings fluttered in the air, and finally floated in front of Mr. Han, and slapped it on the other's forehead and disappeared. .

"What the hell?" Mr. Han touched his forehead in horror, then looked at Li Qingming, and said in fear, "Sir, you are a person with real skills, help me. No matter what you ask, my Han family can do it." take it out!"

Hearing this, Fuxuan glanced at Li Qingming in embarrassment, and leaned over to explain in a low voice: "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't find out in advance, the main power of the Han family is not in this city, I thought his family was just an ordinary family, I didn't expect it to be so rich..."

"I don't blame you, it's inevitable." Li Qingming said with a smile, "Does this Mr. Han know that taking people's money is like taking people's lives and harming people's parents?" He showed a half-smile expression, refreshed Looking at Mr. Han with a terrified face, he patiently explained, "That thing won't kill you, don't worry, you will live healthy and healthy."

It is said that the ghost-faced butterfly is extremely rare and very evil, but this is different in Li Qingming's eyes. He feels that the beautiful butterfly does not really exist, but an incarnation of resentment and ghost energy.Back then, Luo Xiaomei devoted all her family wealth to Han Lang for his military achievements and glory. Now Luo Xiaomei has turned into a sad ghost, but the Han family still wants to kill him.Those poignant and beautiful stories that cannot be expected are destined to only exist in the play. The reality is such a bare fruit that people have to accept it.

The mournful and desolate play was sung on the stage again, the gongs and drums matched each other, and the tone was far and near by my ears, it sounded very unreal.That Mr. Han knelt on the ground and shook his body in pain, but when he slowly came back to his senses and found that his body was no different, he immediately changed his face, and left quickly without caring about Li Qingming and the others.Fortunately, the door can be easily opened this time, and there is still warm sunshine outside, which makes Mr. Han slowly feel that he is still alive.

In the theater, Li Qingming was listening to the play seriously, while Zhang Beibei opened the paper bag next to him, took out the same snacks, stuffed a piece into Li Qingming's mouth from time to time, and ate the rest by himself.Erbaiwu couldn't appreciate this kind of tune that was sung with a high voice, but it didn't stop him from admiring Li Qingming's profile while eating snacks. Looking at it, he felt that this person was prettier than a painting. How could he be so good-looking?Well, it's because he likes the other party, and the other party also likes him.

After eating the snack happily, he took out the water bottle and poured water. Zhang Beibei poured Li Qingming a glass and asked in a low voice, "It's getting late, shall we continue to listen to the show?"

"Wait a little longer." Li Qingming smiled inexplicably with the corners of his lips raised.

It finally got dark outside, but people living in the city left their homes and appeared on the streets. For them, nightlife has just begun.It's just that this theater seems to be covered up outside, and no one wants to come in.

In the shadows, traces of black air began to spread, entering the innermost part along the theater's gates, corridors, windows, and so on.

He took out the leaves of the leafless tree and threw them out to protect the common people in Fuxuan. Li Qingming dragged Zhang Beibei to continue watching the show. He whispered, "Here we are." From the moment Li Qingming knew that he was not a ghost, he must have a helper, otherwise he could not have been hidden for so many years without being discovered by the Han family. .

Clouds of black mist surrounded the stage, and Luo Xiaomei standing in it was like a white lotus in the mud, swaying gently with the wind, wondering if there was any stain on it.Li Qingming looked at the surrounding black mist, and said calmly, "It's come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist rolled up, and a few men with big bellies and uniforms emerged from it. They smiled and came to Luo Xiaomei's side, tearing off the costume on his body, and someone crushed him with rough fingers. His jelly-like lips soon produced bright red blood, everyone laughed loudly, and his movements became more and more daring.

I don't know when there have been many people under the stage. They are all wearing clothes with a sense of the age, and they just stare at the stage without any reaction.

More and more blood was spilled, and Luo Xiaomei was gradually torn apart like a beautiful bloody doll, and fell onto the stage like a piece of rag.Those people stomped on Luo Xiaomei's slender white legs with their feet, imprinted a footprint on it, laughed and prepared to leave.

In the thick blood, Luo Xiaomei's soul quickly regained consciousness. He threw himself on one of them with a ferocious face, and drew a blue mark on the other's neck with his hands.The man peed his pants in fright, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and quickly spit out the truth: "Forgive, forgive me, I have no choice but to blame Han Lang. Let Yuezhang's family know about your existence, so..."

In fact, what Han Lang said was even more cruel than this. He wanted this group of people to torture and kill Luo Xiaomei, and everyone below the stage could see him clearly, so that he could not be reincarnated as a ghost, and then wiped out in one fell swoop with a weapon.

"Han Lang...is this kind of person, I don't know." Luo Xiaomei looked at the living person in front of her. He had already turned into a hideous ghost, but with a beautiful smile, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the other person's soul. Just tear it apart.

Everyone present failed to survive, their souls were torn apart by Luo Xiaomei, and all the yin energy gathered in this place was also absorbed by him. I don't know how many years have passed, but he was finally able to transform into a beautiful butterfly and regain his sanity. He often sings on the stage.

Seeing Luo Xiaomei appearing on the stage stepping in small steps, her face painted with fat and powder, her lips red and her teeth white, her eyes looking forward to shine, her fingers slender orchids curled up, and Luo Xiaomei who looked back with thousands of styles, Li Qingming sighed fiercely. Only then did I know that the truth of the year turned out to be like this.But this is just the truth that Luo Xiaomei showed them, so what does Han Lang really think?It's hard to imagine that a person can be so cold-blooded. As the saying goes, a bad wife can't be bullied. Luo Xiaomei has paid so much for him, but in return she has such a cold heart.

"Boss." Zhang BeiJi finally understood after seeing this scene. He felt that Luo Xiaomei was very pitiful. Think about it differently. If he faced Li Qingming like that, he would wish that he would die first. To himself, he shook his head severely, that kind of thing would never happen.

Finally standing up from his seat, Li Qingming walked to the stage, drew a talisman with his fingertips, and the talisman disappeared when it touched the stage.The whole stage began to collapse from where Li Qingming touched it as if it was being burned, turning into cloudy cloud, and the audience below the stage also disappeared one by one.The corpse lying on the stage, Luo Xiaomei's gorgeous costume, and beautiful makeup are all slowly disappearing, turning into balls of yin.

Finally, in the cloudy air, a beautiful ghost-faced butterfly flapped its wings and flew out, but his wing was broken, and it was very difficult to fly. It fluctuated in mid-air for a long time before it finally flew in front of Li Qingming and landed on him. palm.

An extremely cold breath aggressively invaded his body from the palm of his hand. Li Qingming raised the corners of his lips to mobilize the yang energy in his body to offset the yin energy. When the ghost-faced butterfly trembled and wanted to fly away, he took out a The spinning top traps the ghost face butterfly.

The original gorgeous theater has changed drastically at this time. Although the auditorium is well maintained, you can still see the traces of time. The location of the stage has been replaced by a modern stage, and there are many modern machines around. It seems that the Han family has been In the rectification of this theater, it is only because Luo Xiaomei has not really been eliminated, so the theater cannot be opened to the public.

After looking around, Li Qingming took back the leaves of the leafless tree and led everyone away.

Back in the restaurant, Li Qingming released the half-winged butterfly, let him fall on the counter and kept shaking his wings, but he ignored it.

Tomorrow he will go to the Han's house again, the matter must not be so simple.Why Luo Xiaomei turned into a butterfly? This is not a beautiful story like Liang Zhu's. Human beings are human beings, and they must not be transformed into other things for no reason. The same is true for the soul, otherwise the underworld will be in chaos.

But you can invite this ghost-faced butterfly to appear on the stage again.