Heaven is fearless

"Yingzhou ghost girl... She fell in love with a human being, and she was making a fuss over him."

"I heard that the human being misses the scene in the world, and she built him a city to stay, and made it a prosperous scene in the world..."

"That human being is a scholar and the only child in the family. In order to carry on the family line, the Yingzhou ghost girl lost her mind and gave birth to a child for that man!"

When the ghost girls who served beside the ghost king mentioned their own kind, their expressions were not very good-looking.

"They have already given the name of Yingzhou, and they are still addicted to love and love..."

Their tone was full of pity and hatred.

There are no rules among ghosts. After death, the lonely ghosts who enter ghosts follow the rules of heaven to reincarnate honestly or stay in ghosts to practice Taoism. The ghosts who want to be reincarnated and the residents of these ghosts seem to be two worlds. They are blessed by heaven, and they can enter the next stage of life safely, but the evil spirits who stay in ghosts are not so lucky.

There are so many lonely ghosts with weak strength who are chewed up and eaten. If powerful ghosts want to cultivate human puppets, they must have enough ghost energy to refine corpses. Those little ghosts who catch a lot are the best. tonic.

Those who can get their names out of ghosts and monsters are all extremely cruel and merciless people.

Among the ghosts, ghost girls are the most terrifying.

The ghosts in the impression of ordinary people are mostly covered with long black hair and white clothes stained with blood. There is a green face with tongue sticking out in the gaps in the hair. The feet do not touch the ground, and they come and go at night. This kind of imagination... is actually not too different from the real situation.

Newly dead ghosts can't control the overflowing ghost energy, and most of them appear in the appearance of death, while dead ghosts are full of resentment, often showing a terrifying appearance, and most of them are women.

When women are weak and the world is not stable, they often encounter various disasters, even when the weather is good, there are gangsters entering and looting, not to mention the vicious deeds of precarious bandits in troubled times.

There are so many women in ghosts who have suffered catastrophe and death. They are tenacious, full of resentment and have nowhere to vent. Climb up.

It is said that there used to be a ghost girl in the Eastern Wilderness. In order to practice, she almost slaughtered all the ghosts within a radius of tens of thousands of miles. For more than ten years, the great Eastern Wilderness has not heard a single sound. If she hadn't acted too arrogantly later, she made up her mind to be reincarnated His innocent soul was crushed by the Ghost King and thrown into the River of Forgetfulness. I'm afraid Donghuang is still dead.

Under the ghost girl of the Eastern Wasteland is the ghost girl of Yingzhou.

Different from Donghuang's shattered predecessor, this ghost woman Yingzhou kept a low profile. If she didn't do it, she would suddenly mention it. Mr. Xiyi couldn't remember that Yingzhou still had an owner.

Yingzhou not only has a master, but this ghost girl also gave birth to a child?

Ghost girls rarely give birth to ghost girls. If they want to give birth, they must absorb the yang energy of living people to maintain the vitality of the child. Otherwise, the child will be a stillborn child without a soul. —How many people did she kill?

Xi Yi only felt that this matter was full of weirdness. The ghost woman murdered and gave birth to a child, and the sinful cause was entangled. The fetus in the womb must not escape the result of being entangled by this thick karma. To establish cause and effect, one should always be innocent before birth, so most of the Buddhas were born in families of great virtues that have accumulated good deeds for generations.

And this little mute, born in a ghost that is incompatible with Buddha and Dao, not to mention, he was born with a strong blood debt, how does he look like a child of Buddha?

If it weren't for the repeated confirmation by the law, as far as the child's life experience is concerned, it would be no disobedience to say that he has surpassed Yuan Hua's position as the ghost king.

Law circled around the drowsy child and whispered, "But he doesn't have any blood karma on him."

——It’s more than nothing, if you look at this child apart from the current situation, he can definitely be called the cleanest and purest Buddha child.

Lingtai is clear and bright, with pure virtue and goodness.

Xiyi turned into a ghost mist and flew over the ghosts, Wangchuan under his feet was like a blood-red horse, entangled in the west and east of the ghosts, the sky was full of ghosts crying, ghosts were entangled in the river, and countless ghosts with ethereal figures walked along the road to death. Until submerged in the ubiquitous mist.

After listening to Fa Shi's words, Xi Yi sneered: "It seems that the Yingzhou ghost girl is not simple."

Among the cold and oppressive ghosts, a city that looks like a palace and fairy tower suddenly appeared in front of it.

Under the dark sky, this city rises from the ground, next to the blood-red Wangchuan River. In the city, there are golden buildings, jade towers, fire trees and silver flowers, and light red and golden lanterns are hung on the corners of each tall building, intertwined with a thin light. The glowing sea envelops the whole city in warm flames, the noisy voices of people, the cries of selling mixed with the laughter of jugglers, like boiling water touching the lid of a pot, making the fireworks in the world hot to every corner of the city.

If he hadn't clearly sensed the ubiquitous ghost aura, even Xi Yi would have been in a trance thinking that he was in some mortal city.

Two big characters with clear and meaningful strokes were typed into the top of the city gate, and the city gate opened to welcome all kinds of ghosts openly.

"Liucheng..." After chewing the name of this city for a while, Xi Yi saw a limp ghost with cloudy eyes stunned for a moment at the gate of Liucheng, and then slowly drifted in. At the moment of the city gate, as if some spell had been cast, this fierce ghost with disheveled hair fell to the ground instantly, and became an ordinary-looking, tall and straight scholar in green clothes, with bright eyes and high spirits.

Xi Yi narrowed his eyes.

As a ghost king, he could tell that this ghost was exactly like a scholar when he was alive.

Liucheng can actually make the chaotic ghost regain its sanity, and can also force the other party to return to the state before it was alive...

The child could no longer see Xi Yi's face clearly, his eyes were dim, and he could only see some hazy circles of light, but he stretched out his hand, as if a voice was telling him what to do.

A small hand groped and pressed Xi Yi's face. Compared with the cold skin of the ghost king, the ghost conceived by the ghost girl had a warm body temperature like a normal person.

The child exhaled softly, touched Xiyi's cheek with his fingertips, gently held Xiyi's face like holding a flower, and then tentatively pressed his forehead against it, Trying to appease the person in front of him who suddenly became angry for some reason.

Xi Yi sneered, knowing that the child couldn't hear anything, he rubbed two handfuls of the child's somewhat dry hair, lazily pressed his chin into the child's hand, and stepped into Liucheng step by step from the air with the child in his arms.

The woman in a very light blue dress held a handful of soil and sprinkled it carefully in the flower pot. She is not a peerless beauty, but she has a delicate and gentle appearance, with a different kind of graceful style on her body, with a frown and a smile They are all like wines that have been brewed for many years, fragrant and lingering.

Her long hair was tied by her ears, and the pearl hairpin clasped her soft blue hair. She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the noisy night sky outside the window.

"Xu Lang, are you going to visit the lantern market tonight?" She held a pot of light red lantern grass, and gently stroked the plump flower shaped like a lantern with her white fingertips. born baby.

"Listen to Madam." A gentle voice with a smile came from the inner room. The man's voice was very pleasant, like a jade pendant, round and peaceful, elegant and stable.

The woman in Tsing Yi laughed, and when she laughed, there were puddles of water in her eyes, which were transparent and crystal clear like sweet sugar.

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As soon as Xi Yi stepped into the area of ​​staying in the city, he lowered his head and looked at himself keenly.

The dark and oppressive black color of the long gown faded like washing, under the tooth-colored sleeves was a black-green lower garment, and the palm-wide rosewood-colored belt stretched out the man's thin waist. Gold thread is thinly pressed into the taupe-coloured velvet several inches wide, and delicate and heavy patterns are embroidered on the cuffs and lapels one by one. A noble son from a family.

Loudong Yuzi, Fangshu in the courtyard.

——Zhong Ming Ding Ding Shi has been in a powerful family for hundreds of years to raise such a proud son of Zhilan Yushu. He was born with wealth and power that ordinary people can't imagine. It is a step to lift him up.

Like his fathers, he was destined to be part of the small group that controlled the dynasty.

Not to mention, he has a face that even the heavens are willing to favor.

With her hair bundled up and her entire face exposed, Xi Yi weighed the child sitting on her arm with one hand, turning a blind eye to the many gazes from both sides of the street, and walked forward leisurely and frankly, as if she really came to go shopping .

The street is not narrow enough to accommodate five or six people walking side by side, but there are quite a lot of people in the Lantern Market, shoulder to shoulder and waving their sleeves like a cloud, which can only summarize one or two of the grand occasions. The vendors on both sides hung up their favorite works and lit candles The lanterns are either like a rose, or a jade rabbit, or a phoenix, or a dragon. There is also a huge lantern with hundreds of kinds of lanterns embedded in it. Closed together, they are extremely exquisite, called Hundred Flowers Lanterns, and they are placed in the center of the market as a scenic spot.

Xi Yi walked for less than a quarter of an hour, and there were three or four extra lanterns in his hands. The pretty girls shyly and timidly put the lanterns into his hands, saying to the young master, and they all looked at each other with a glance. It was greeting Xi Yi's face.

The ghost king smiled and said to them very gently.

The child leaned softly on Xiyi's shoulder, he couldn't hear what Xiyi was saying, he couldn't see what he was doing, he couldn't smell the steaming and burning smell of fireworks, and the soft touch of the fabric from his fingers was gradually disappearing.

But he is very happy.

An immature child doesn't know what happiness is, so he quietly put his face on Xiyi's shoulder, only feeling that his heart is safe and full, like a small flower blooming inside.

The flower should be red, like it was given to him by this person that day.

There are five small petals smaller than a fingernail. The stems and leaves are delicate, but they are as red as blood.

Only open where he passes.

"It's only been so far, people from the six dynasties have appeared." Xi Yi shook the lantern in his hand, watching the swallow lantern turn and turn under the rope, the eyes dotted with ink were scarlet like drops of blood.

"Their memories stayed in their lifetime, but they didn't feel anything wrong around them at all."

The law has already circled around Liucheng: "It's strange, this Liucheng is also shielded by something, I can't see its past, as if...you are trying to cover it up."

Xi Yi sneered with the corners of his mouth: "Yes, I also made my own Buddhist successor half dead."

He looked down at the child who was leaning on his shoulder and was about to fall asleep with half-closed eyes, and asked, "Where's the Yingzhou ghost girl?"

After entering Liucheng, the King of Ghosts, who was forced to reveal his former appearance, pressed his lips. This city gave him a bad feeling everywhere, and the power that was closely related to the way of heaven made him seem to have met another self—no, exactly It should be said that he met half of the soul that he left behind.

This feeling was extremely weird. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, but he felt awkward all over.

When receiving the lanterns handed over by the girls, he once touched them intentionally or unintentionally. The ghost aura on their bodies was still there, but they completely forgot the fact that he was a ghost, and his actions and words were completely indistinguishable from living people. However, Xiyi was not suppressed to such an extent by Liucheng, but in some places, he was assimilated with Liucheng.

For example, he couldn't find the location of Yingzhou Ghost Girl.

Liucheng was probably protecting the Yingzhou ghost girl, so Xi Yi, who was vaguely responding to that force, was also withheld the information about the Yingzhou ghost girl.

Simply incomprehensible.

If it is part of the way of heaven, how can there be preference?

Xi Yi walked forward along the flow of people, observing the surrounding scenery. There are all kinds of taverns, restaurants and even pawnshops in Liucheng. The lights and laughter floated out, the shop assistants in the pastry shop hurriedly weighed the pastries, wrapped the warm pastries in oil paper and handed them to the impatient customers waiting, and there were scholars standing on the street corner watching A girl with a bright smile in the distance.

Every shop is booming, and everyone has a happy smile on their faces, as if this is a paradise where there is no suffering in the world.

No beggars, no bums, no homeless orphans.

A sound of gongs and drums suddenly resounded in my ears, and the bunt man standing under the eaves of a wealthy gate raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Lian Yunxian is on the stage today, playing "Garden Tour" and the ticket price is [-] cents, including Bring tea, the show will start in a quarter of an hour—”

This Lian Yunxian is probably not a particularly famous actor. The man knocked on the gong and shouted several times, but not many people paid to go into the garden to watch the play. Xi Yi looked at the very small garden and thought. After thinking about it, he casually extended a rabbit lamp into the man's hand.

The man took the fare from the previous person, turned around and saw the rabbit lamp, his expression didn't change much, he still stretched out his palm respectfully, seeing this, Xi Yi raised an eyebrow, and lifted the rabbit lamp with a big base Putting the lamp upright in his hand, the man held the lamp in a ridiculous posture, but without realizing it, he turned his head and shouted into the garden: "My lord, thank you, three coins, my lord—"

The man spoke clearly and loudly, as if he was about to enter the deepest part of the garden.

Xi Yi, who got through with a lantern, walked into the garden with the child in his arms. The garden looked as small as the outside, and the end could be seen at a glance. Surrounded by elegant landscapes surrounded by flowers and trees, it is obviously a Caotai family troupe with a very small number of people, and the whole troupe can only perform a few repertoires.

Even so, it is obvious that the class leader is also trying to do better. The flowers and plants are trimmed exquisitely and beautifully, and the buds are dotted on the branches. The garden shone with a halo hazy like a dream.