unlucky ghost

At this point in the story, I just came back to my senses.

Having said so much, my mouth is already dry.

If you want to drink tea to moisten your throat, the tea cup is already empty.

I put down the teacup and said: "Now that his yang energy is about to run out, he entrusted his dream to me. As the saying goes, a long time makes love, not to mention being together day and night. Now that he wants to separate for a while, it is inevitable to feel sad, or give birth to something. There is also some resentment.”

The old man nodded, yawned and said, "...Tanxi...Tanxi, let me see his birth horoscope."

I thought about it, and said: "It was about the time when the moon and the moon were ugly in the Ziwu year."

The old man nodded, pinched his beard and said: "No, no, just look at the horoscope, this person has a lot of water and gold, so he named it 'Tanxi', the most watery, and the homonym of 'Tanxi' is ' Sigh, that's not a good name."

I was secretly amazed, but when I thought about it carefully, I felt it was very reasonable, so I asked: "Since that's the case, look, old man, what about my name?" I secretly got lucky in my heart, "Yunshi" is the name given by my biological parents.

The old man glanced at me too, and I hurriedly said, "I was born on the same day, the same year, and the same month as him."

The old man said: "It's okay for yours, the five elements are not biased, just make do with it."

I hurriedly said: "Thank you, old man."

During this long talk, I knew that this person was a straightforward person, so I took a pen and ink from the table without saying a word, and wrote down a piece of IOU. Because I haven't picked up writing and ink for many years, the handwriting is somewhat rough.

The old man glanced lightly and nodded.

I also nodded, picked up a pen to write the signature, printed a black finger print on the back of the paper butt, handed it to the old man and said: "Old man, please have a look."

The old man picked up the IOU and took a closer look in front of the dim-witted old man. His expression changed drastically. He pointed at my face with trembling fingers and stammered: "You you you...Tan...Tan..."

I laughed, pushed him down, and said with a smile, "Wake up soon."

The old man fell back like a headlong onion, his eyes fixed on me.

I smiled cheekily, and when I came out of the dream, I kindly said: "Don't worry, old man, I, Tanxi, am definitely not a villain who owes money and never pays back."

I walked away from the table cautiously, the candles on the table were still shaking.

The wooden couch creaked, and the old man woke up. Seeing that the candles on the table had no wind, he felt that he had seen a ghost. He also saw a piece of white paper lying on the table. The ink on the paper was not dry, so he knew that he was I really met a ghost, I simply rolled my eyes and passed out.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, expressing the depression in my heart, very happy, I brushed off the roe deer, fled away from the wall in a hurry, and ran to Fengfu in a panic.

Now I am no longer what I used to be, my yang energy is exhausted, and my body is like other ghosts, I can run through walls and hide in the ground.

If it weren't for this gossip today, I wouldn't have known that I was such a talkative person, talking endlessly and forgetting the time.

It's getting late now, and in the night wind, the yin and cold air is piercing the bones.

The north wind howled and blew from a distance, and the sound was as miserable as a devil's cry.

There is a faint ominous feeling in my heart.

I walked slowly against the wind at first, but felt that it was too slow, so I started to run.

It's just that the wind was getting stronger and stronger, the dark clouds were getting thicker and thicker, the cold air was getting heavier and heavier, and the hailstones mixed with the sound of the wind hit the face directly.

I just feel that my body is going to be blown away in this wind, and my soul is going to be scattered into this billowing world of mortals.

Running and running, my feet suddenly couldn't move.

With my back to the wind, I sat on the ground and rested my feet.

I asked myself, why did I run forward so desperately?

I didn't know why for a moment, I simply fell down in the snow and waited——

The wind is gradually weakening, and the snow is gradually falling, silently.

I seemed to be really dead, there was no sound in my ears, and my mind was empty and white.

There was the sound of iron chains rattling, and I pricked up my ears again.

"You ghost is honest." Hei Wuchang said.

Bai Wuchang leaned over and said with a smile, "Little ghost, what happened to you in this world?"

I hurriedly sat up, and there were two big ghosts standing in front of me, one black and one white.

Heiwuchang said coldly: "Let's go."

Bai Wuchang still bared his teeth and smiled at me.

I didn't even think about it, I turned and ran.

Hei Wuchang hurriedly threw the iron chain behind him, his voice was loud, "Evil ghost, where can we escape?"

The iron chain rattled, and I was tied tightly.

Hei Wuchang shook his hand, and my feet left the ground.

"Don't obediently follow us."

I pleaded: "My lord doesn't know something. I don't mean to run away. It's just that I have a brother. He is too stupid. I always have to explain something before I can rest assured."

Hei Wuchang said angrily: "Whatever you shit brother, the yang energy is exhausted now, how can you be allowed to wander in the yang world!"

Bai Wuchang hurriedly stopped, winked at Hei Wuchang, and said in a low voice: "It's been so long, why are you afraid of delaying it for a while? Now that you're giving him a favor again, if you really blame him in the future, he won't blame you." You will think of our love...wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

This is the last time I entered his dream.

In this dream, the sky is not the sky, and the earth is not the earth.

The top of the head is gray, and there is only a long road under the feet, with no end in sight.

Tanzi asked, "Where are you going, my god?"

I looked down at the chain in my hand, and said with a smile, "Don't take me seriously, I'm just a thing in your dream, when you wake up, you will naturally understand."

I thought, I had nothing to do with him at all, so it would be best if I left cleanly, so as not to make him think of me again.

Tan Zishi nodded and said with a smile, "If it's really a dream, why can't I dream of a beauty and only dream of you?"

I smiled wryly and didn't know how to answer.

The iron chain in his hand trembled, and Heiwuchang's voice came, "Evil ghost, hurry up, the underworld errands must not be missed!"

I hurriedly straightened my face, patted him on the shoulder and said, "This... I don't have much to say, but... you must remember in the future, when you see people talking about people, you will talk about people talking nonsense, and there is that person on the roof The rationale is that you have to bow your head, if you can't beat it, run away and shut up if you can't beat it, if you can remember, it will save you from suffering in the future."

Tan Zishi laughed, and said, "Master, why are you talking all this... nonsense, I understand it all."

I shook my head, thinking, you know what a fart.

The iron chain swayed vigorously again, and I turned around to go, but after taking two steps, I couldn't help but turn back again.

Tan Zishi smiled at me and said, "What else does the Great God have to say?"

I squeezed the palm of my hand, my heart was overwhelmed, so I had to say something unimportant, and said: "Remember to burn some paper for your father every year, and also burn some for me."

Tanzi raised his eyebrows, and turned around without knowing why.

I saw that his back was blurry, and he looked like the boy I saw in the dusty illusion that year.

Tan Zishi walked further and further away, and the figure in front of me gradually overlapped with the figure of the boy in my mind.

I thought I was delusional.

The fog is getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that it can produce rain.

When the rain fell, I had already left that dream and embarked on the long road to Huangquan.

The author has something to say:

The story is coming to an end here, although not many people have read it, but I still need to say that it will be he in the end, and the ending is still being coded, and it may not be released until next weekend (various busy, please forgive me)

Thanks to all the little angels who read the article, and thanks to the little angels who enthusiastically commented, although this book is very miserable~ Okay, take it, I won’t talk nonsense (although I said a lot~), "On One" "Zombie's Self-Cultivation" will continue to be updated, welcome to poke