unlucky ghost

Tanxi suppressed the ecstasy inside, and stood still and watched the changes.

The woman's laughter came from the closed door, and the juanjuan laughter was alluring.

"My lord, Mr. Tanxi..." the woman laughed, and she kept laughing after she finished speaking, she was full of joy as if looking forward to leaving someone and returning home, and she murmured softly and affectionately like the wind blowing clear water.

Before the laughter stopped, the black lacquered door was leisurely opened, and a woman in red with heavy makeup was dancing her water sleeves in the deep courtyard, surrounded by golden jade beads and hairpins, charming and graceful.

The woman Lingbo walked slowly, the venetian leaves fluttered where the water sleeves fell, the emerald grass grew thickly where the embroidered shoes stepped, and the pleated skirt was beautiful and flawless, looking at Tanxi dumbfounded and stupid.

"Young Master Tanxi, how about dancing with the slave family?" The woman calmly invited her, her finely carved face was like three thousand peach blossoms in full bloom, and the flowers bloomed endlessly.

With just one glance, Tan Xi was so ecstatic that she couldn't control herself, so she opened her mouth to agree.

Just as I was about to lift my feet, I felt fear again.

Tanxi often sighed before he was alive, he was a man who was destined to be a peach blossom, never had such an affair, such a fairy-like woman, it was considered extravagant at first glance, thinking of this, Tanxi couldn't move his feet, Qiqi Ai said: " Little... Xiaosheng is not talented, dare not approach, for fear of polluting the girl's eyesight..."

The woman's figure was enchanting, and she was walking like a butterfly among the fallen flowers and green grass. She walked up and said with a smile on her eyes: "Mr. Tanxi, come..." The voice was mellow and lingering, with countless charming temptations.

Seeing her approaching, Tanxi panicked and stepped back with her sleeves half hidden.

Seeing him retreat, the woman's face turned cold instantly, she raised her hands to cover her face, weeping in shame like pear blossoms with rain, her figure gradually dissipated in layers of thick fog.

Seeing that such a fairy-like beauty was about to leave, Tanxi hurriedly asked to stay: "Xiaosheng's words are rude, I hope the girl can't be blamed."

The fog inside the gate is getting thicker and thicker, blocking the view like a heavy gauze curtain.

Tanxi only heard a shallow sentence from the depths of the cloud: "It's late, it's late, my family is leaving..." With just a few words, the words were sad and desolate, and Tanxi was inexplicably anxious, like a cup of fresh green that had been overturned, It's full of regret and regret.

It seemed like something was really missed.

Tanxi pressed her chest, and there was no heartbeat there.

The mist curled up and floated.

Tanxi saw a thin figure leaning halfway on the vermilion railing in the endless veranda, with a moon-white gown and waterfall-like green silk, sitting with his back facing him, as if he was reading a book with his head bowed. Scroll, again, seemed to be just sitting in a daze.

"Tanzishi..." Tanxi bit her tongue and cursed herself for being a fool. Tanzishi is only eight years old today, at most nine years old. The boy in the mist is at least seventeen or eighteen years old. The exit is his name.

Tan Xi patted himself on the face, and looked at the boy again.

The more you look at it, the more strange it becomes. That figure is indeed familiar, as if you meet each other every day, and you can call out his name by opening your mouth.

Tanxi opened her mouth, and called out again: "Tan Zishi." For some reason, she began to panic, fearing that the figure would also disappear.

The boy in the fog moved when he heard the sound, and got up politely, but he refused to turn around to look at him, snorted coldly, and started to go deep into the veranda.

Tanxi thought of his regretful heartache after the woman left just now, and became more and more panicked. For some reason, he always felt that the depths of the corridor were life-eating minions, and he twisted into a ball with his heartache.

Tanxi yelled: "Tan Zishi, don't go, wait for me." As he spoke, he stepped on the green brick road.

As soon as Tanxi's toes touched the blue bricks, the piles of gold and stones in the cave instantly turned into black sand and stones, the dazzling golden water turned into gurgling blood, and the bricks and stones under their feet turned into sharp knives. With a whoosh, it pierced Tanxi's instep, causing Tanxi to feel dizzy with starry eyes.

The boy in the distance still kept walking.

In the depths of the veranda, the pale smoke turned into a scarlet fire scene, and Tanxi looked more and more anxious.

Tanxi yelled: "I can't go..." Enduring the pain, he pulled his left foot out from the blade, his heart fell down again, and there was another bloody hole in the sole of his foot.

While struggling desperately, a voice sounded in my ears, the voice was somewhat familiar, and only said: "Tanxi, don't go forward, keep the mortal relationship, how to get to the reincarnation and reincarnation of the underworld, all kinds of love in the world can't be done. An empty dream, turn back, turn back..."

Hearing this, Tanxi was enlightened and suddenly realized, only then did he realize that he had been bewitched by a demon, and his mind was bewitched by the illusion.

Tanxi pinched her arm severely and walked out of the path.

As soon as Tanxi's feet left the green bricks on the road, the cave returned to its original state for a moment, as quiet as if it was just a dream.

When she returned to the avenue where she couldn't see her fingers, Tanxi let out a long sigh of relief, and woke up from the dream, and the frustration in the dream was still there.

When walking further, Tanxi was so depressed that he encountered a fork in the road and didn't want to explore it, so he went straight out of the cave.

After leaving the cave, the world is completely new.

Outside the gate of Gao Ruochang Gate, there is a line of red characters in large characters: outside the world of dust and illusion, the sky of karma and reincarnation.

But there is a world outside the cave.

Water orchids and grass cover the hillside like a sea of ​​smoke.

At the foot of the mountain, a black forest spread to the sky.

Looking at that day again, it was as red as cinnabar.

The sunset glow is as coquettish as red lips and pink tongue, clustered in clusters, holding a scarlet round sun.

The crystal-clear orchids all pointed to the black forest, and Xitan shivered, feeling panicked.

Tanxi stretched her muscles and went down the mountain along a path.

Halfway up the mountain, Tanxi looked back, and there was a dark mountain behind her, and she couldn't see the way she came from.

Tanxi suddenly remembered the voice in the cave just now, patted his head and said, "It's that old pine tree spirit. The strange way is so familiar, but I don't know why he helped me over and over again?"

Tanxi bowed to the rock behind her, and she had the right to thank her.

On this day, when it was getting dark, Tanxi came outside the black forest.

The woods are very strange.

The forest is full of towering old trees, no leaves, no flowers, no fruits, only some dry and dark branches, branching here and there like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Tanxi picked a small path to enter.

The ground is bare black soil, not a blade of grass grows.

Going further, there was a loud call from the dead tree, and Tanxi was startled when she looked up.I saw a large group of black crows parked on the branches, all of them had blood-red eyes, staring at Tanxi without blinking.

Tan Xi shrank her neck and continued to walk forward.

The farther you go, the taller and stronger the dead tree is, and the mist gradually rises from the ground, soaking into the body close to the ankle.

Tanxi couldn't help shivering, and tremblingly walked towards the darker place.

As they walked, there was another cry, and Tanxi hurriedly covered her ears with her hands.But that voice pierced into his head like wind and water, it was really noisy.

Tanxi looked around, and there were some half-transparent shadows faintly appearing among the dark ancient trees, some weeping or laughing, or cursing or crazy, men, women, old and young floated by Tanxi, all wiping their tears, too lazy to look He glanced.

Tanxi walked in that forest for half a month, and only when he got out of the dark forest did he see the road to the underworld.

It is not a broad road, but thousands of narrow paths, twisting and turning, meeting to the sky.

Those roads are unusual. The roadsides are covered with fiery red leafless flowers, which are in full bloom and form a sea of ​​flowers.

Tens of thousands of ghosts were pressed down by the iron chains, their shapes were like haggard wood and their hearts were like ashes, and they all embarked on the long journey of no return, going deep into the flower bushes without joy or worry.

Tanxi breathed a sigh of relief, it can be said that hard work pays off.

When it was almost dawn, Tanxi ran into a green-faced ghost outside the forest who had just escorted the ghost back to the underworld.

The ghost guard bared his inch-long fangs, and tied a small kid in a regular manner.

Tanxi straightened her clothes, walked up behind him, and patted his shoulder.

The ghost sent back a few steps, frightened Tanxi.

Tanxi said strangely: How come you look so bluffing?It's very different from the ghosts I saw in Yangjian. "

The ghost guard smiled at him, showing a big mouth, and stared straight at him with scarlet pupils, and said: "Oh, how can you restrain the evil spirits in the world if you don't scare people. I said you daredevil, Where did you come from? How dare you trespass on the boundary between Yin and Yang, if you touch the dark barrier, I will keep you out of your wits immediately."