Gui Gongzi [Green Snake]

"Oh, little scholar, you are afraid of ghosts, but you are not afraid of the majestic ghost master, who has mortal eyes and does not know Mount Tai, human beings—"

Gui Gongzi was dressed in white, with a purple crown and hair, as beautiful as a fairy in a painting. He put down the folding fan that half covered his face, revealing a desolate face.

With such a beautiful face, his master is a well-cultivated ghost.

"Since we have all been humans, we should also understand what people are afraid of and what they like." The ghost boy looked at those arrogant female ghosts. After eating and drinking, the goblins all showed their ugly appearance, with green faces and fangs, bloody mouths, gray and white His eyes were dimmed.

"Isn't he afraid of this appearance?"

Xie Xin bent down, not caring about the muddy body of the other party, and helped him up.

The female ghosts kept fighting among themselves, then retreated back into the temple, and said in their mouths: "Good people are afraid, wicked people like it, and sex is the top priority, how many can hold it? Little scholars are not our kind, so you can accept it, Mr. Ghost~~ ~"

The door of the main house was closed again, and the scene of demons dancing wildly ended in an instant. The little scholar stood there tremblingly, trembling, still speechless.

"They are all ghosts who dumped corpses in the wilderness. I took them in and seduced these stinky men on weekdays. They ate blood and flesh, and saved their energy for me to replenish my body. It can be regarded as taking care of each other." In the gazebo, grandma looked at Xie Xin's side The little scholar said slowly, "Essence is the tonic of ghosts and demons. If you are successful in cultivation, you should have tasted these. Why, is this little scholar really the tonic you want? I think the qualifications are average, not as good as those The thickness of a bandit."

Grandma intended to distribute the essence collected by the female ghosts to Young Master Gui, but Xie Xin shook his head.

"In my practice, I only use the best essence."

Bandits or scholars are not his first choice.

Xie Xin's tone changed: "I'm here, firstly, to see grandma, and secondly, to take back my Xie family's things."

The grandma in the gazebo didn't speak. In the silent pavilion on the water, there was only the passing wind rustling for a while.

"What if I don't give it?" Grandma's voice was sometimes sharp and sometimes hoarse.

Xie Xin's expression was indifferent, but there was a hint of frivolity and arrogance in the corners of his eyes and brows: "Grandma thinks, if I force you, what are your chances of winning?"

The ghost son of the underworld, the number bestowed by the Lord of the underworld, holding the black order flag, came to the world this time, to avenge grievances and revenge, and the gods should not interfere forcibly when encountering this, otherwise it is against the law of heaven.

"Are you still going? It's been so long, and you still can't let it go? The Lord of the Underworld appreciates you, so why not..." The grandma who was in charge of the hundred ghosts lost her temper when facing Xie Xin, and just softened her voice. Li felt a little sad.

"If I don't do it, then I will be full of resentment and will always be a ghost." Xie Xin closed his folding fan, waved his wide sleeves, and raised the white gauze curtain of the water pavilion.

On the isolated island in the water, an old locust tree took shape. Dozens of heads hung there on the branches with fangs and waving claws. They swayed slightly in the absence of wind.

A weeping head smelled human, and immediately turned to the scholar, its bony face wailing at the stranger, the voice was so shrill and shrill that it made the bones tremble.

Facing the grimace's face, the scholar opened his mouth halfway, made two "clucks" in his throat, rolled his eyes immediately, and passed out.

The huge Lanruo Temple echoed with ghostly cries, Xie Xin looked at the miserable head of the tree, and sighed softly: "Everyone from the Xie family... Ah Xin is here to pick you up."

His head lost his lips and tongue, and he couldn't speak fluently, so he could only wail and wail. The young man in white listened quietly, and said word by word: "I will definitely not let those who harmed us in the past."

The resentful spirits of the tree were promised, and their wishes were appeased for a while. Many souls returned to the sky and let go.

For revenge, they are willing to contribute their spirits for Xie Xin to use.

"The dead souls of the Xie family nourished me for a long time, which made me have soul consciousness early. Now that you vowed to take revenge, I had no choice but to return it. From now on, I hope that Mr. Gui will remember me for taking care of these dead for so long. Thank you very much." Take care.” The old locust tree returned to its human form, it was an indistinguishable long-haired man, unlike other animals, the dryad was born with androgyny, its long and narrow eyes stared at Xie Xin, in a trance, thinking of it still When it was just a tree.

When spring is in full bloom, in the deep palace compound, there will be a little doll carved in powder and jade, fearlessly climbing to the highest point of its branches, stepping on itself, to pick fresh Sophora japonica flowers.

"Grandma, you're being polite." Xie Xin said softly with eyes that looked like ink paintings.

He came to the world this time, who knows where he will go?

If it is beyond redemption, he may still need his grandma to take care of him.

"This scholar—" the tree spirit looked at the fainting scholar, and thought to himself: With this little courage, what can be done.

"He deserves to die, I will take him out of here." Xie Xin said, shaking the folding fan again.

A gust of wind stirred up fallen leaves and dry grass, and when it settled down, the two figures were gone on the long corridor.

Grandma put her hands together, and the fluttering veil hung down, covering the water pavilion again.

The old locust tree thought carefully: Thousands of demons and ghosts, ghosts and snake gods all gathered in the world. What a chaotic scene, I am afraid that Lanruo Temple, where hundreds of ghosts gather, is actually a clean place.

***

Stepping on the flowers and leaving the horseshoe fragrance

The scholar's eyelids twitched, and he sat up on the swaying carriage.

There are birds chirping and chirping outside, it is as refreshing as dew, and the curtains of the carriage are drawn tightly, making it impenetrable, and a lamp is lit in the room, and I am lying on the floor covered with blankets, with my belly Covered with a brocade quilt.

This harmonious and comfortable environment made the scholar close his eyes again and stretch comfortably.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly remembered what happened last night.

Temples, old trees, bandits, female ghosts, a mysterious ghost boy, and in the last scene, on the old tree with claws and claws, there are hideous faces hanging on the heads...

The scholar suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and got up straight away.

There was a folding fan flapping, making a soft sound.

The scholar looked around, and found that Mr. Gui was sitting cross-legged on the futon last night, closed his eyes and meditated, the purple crown was removed, and the jet-black hair was flowing down his shoulders and his jade-like cheeks. side.

The carriage was warmed by the faint candlelight. At this moment, Mr. Gui's face was calm, and his lips were a little bloody. Besides, he looked very good. From this point of view, he didn't look like a ghost at all.

The scholar looked in a daze, suddenly, those dark eyes opened, and looked at the scholar coldly.

The timid boy flinched, and moved a little far away without any trace.

"Are you awake?" Xie Xin said.

"What's wrong with me... where is this?" the scholar said in a frightened manner.

"Lianhuashan, you are unconscious. There is no one around Lanruo Temple, so I have to take you with me." Xie Xin replied simply and patiently.

Fortunately, I was brought with me, otherwise I would be thrown in the wilderness, and I would be eaten by wild beasts if not eaten by ghosts.

However, Lotus Mountain?

"This, is this coming to the capital soon??" The scholar was startled, and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain to have a look, but then he remembered that the young master who was riding with him was not a human being, so he might not be able to see the light of day.

But looking back at Xie Xin's face, he found that the other party was calm and calm, and didn't seem to intend to stop him.

After thinking about it for a while, the scholar still gave up on opening the curtain and had to sit upright.

"I heard that you are coming to the capital for the exam, and it happens that I am coming here too, so I hired a carriage. If you don't mind, you can go with me for the next few days." Xie Xin is like a statue, speaking lightly Yes, at the end, he casually opened the food box on one side and pushed it in front of the scholar.

It was a box of dishes, still steaming hot.

The scholar opened his eyes wide.

He was born in a small village, and he didn't have much money on his body, and he often had meals and camps along the way. When he met someone, at most, some kind-hearted people would donate a few steamed buns and leftovers, or allow him He went to the firewood house for a night, how could he take a carriage and prepare such delicious food for him?

But the ghost in front of him treated him like this.

The scholar hesitated for a moment, clutching the corner of his clothes, and said: "Mr. Xie for your kind treatment... Xiaosheng is very grateful, but I can't repay you. Since this is already in the outskirts of the capital, why don't you let me go. I can walk down the rest of the way by myself. Don't bother me, sir."

Unfortunately, the one in front of him is a ghost.

Even though he was rich and well-clothed, he didn't dare to stay for a moment longer.

Xie Xin's expression didn't change after hearing this, he just put the lid on the food box again and put it in front of the scholar: "That's okay, the front is Dingguo Temple, I'll put you down. I won't eat this, you take it for dry food Bar."

After finishing speaking, Xie Xin closed his eyes again, like sitting in meditation, no matter whether the other party refused or not.

Xie Xin is a ghost and doesn't need to breathe. He sits so quietly and still, he really looks like a sculpture.

The scholar looked at the food box in front of him, sniffed, and could smell the aroma of the food wafting out of it.

Ghosts don't eat human food, so Xie Xin specially prepared this box of food for himself?

Thinking of this scholar, there is an inexplicable warmth in my heart.

However, when getting off the car, this warmth was directly pierced by one person.

The car stopped in front of Dingguo Temple, and the driver Si glared at the scholar, and said, "Where did the poor scholar come from, he took the young master's carriage and took the young master's food box, and he didn't appreciate it, hmph!"

Being hit by the boy's eye knife, the scholar felt a little helpless, and explained in a good voice: "This little brother... the food box was given to me by Mr. Xie, and I am very grateful for his help."

The ten-year-old boy was dressed in coarse cloth, but his demeanor was extremely frivolous and arrogant. Facing the scholar's defense, he was indifferent, and cursed again: "Gentle scum!"

"..." When a scholar met a soldier, he couldn't explain why.

The scholar held the food box and stood there with his head down, at a loss, until a folding fan lightly tapped the boy's head: "Si, don't be rude."

Xie Xin opened the door curtain and walked out of the carriage with his clothes on. Seeing this, Ah Si immediately held up a paper umbrella to block the sunlight for Xie Xin.

At ten o'clock at noon, the sun is at its most venomous.

The scholar was extremely surprised, this ghost boy can actually walk around the world in broad daylight?