I overturned the car after being scumbag

Jiang Yuanhan didn't know how to refute that he didn't like the female fox, he looked down at his little paw, held back his defense for the time being, and said unwillingly: "...do I have to like the female fox?"

"Male fox?"

Jiang Yuanhan bit him angrily.

The Zen master didn't seem to be angry about this. Although the sharp teeth could pierce his skin, these scars would heal quickly and would not affect him too much.All his energies were concentrated on the group of demons dancing in front of him, and only occasionally did he find some concentration to talk to the little fox.

The golden Buddha's light confronted with the strong and soaring ghost aura, and gradually became a stalemate, but Wangsheng's Taoism was more profound than imagined, and gradually gained the upper hand in the process of seeing-saw between the two sides. , A scarlet shadow rushed out from the ghostly black beam of light, and rushed towards his face.

The Zen master raised his hand expressionlessly, and the light of the Buddhist beads on his wrist was reflected, scalding the scarlet shadow in front of him like a golden flame.Then—the shadow didn't retreat but advanced, and against the fireworks of Duhua, it rolled up its ghostly aura and pulled the little fox out of his arms.

Jiang Yuanhan suddenly left the embrace of Buddha Xiu and lost his warm embrace. The weak devilish energy in his body was about to be blown out, but the moment before the devilish energy emerged, the scarlet ghost pried open He stuffed something into his mouth.

The greasy bead-like thing flowed down from the throat smoothly, and a burst of coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow spread from the lungs.

This happened in the blink of an eye, and in the next moment, the scarlet ghost was completely transformed by the Buddha's light, and its soul flew away, but it didn't seem to be its real body.And Jiang Yuanhan was again protected by the Zen master in his arms, and the other's hand pressed the back of his head, seeming a little nervous.

Jiang Yuanhan choked and coughed several times, but the beads stuffed into his mouth seemed to have melted away, and he couldn't spit out anything.His ears were filled with the screams of innocent souls, and he coughed and asked, "...they... cough cough... why did they become the source of the ghost city's resentment..."

"What did you eat?" Zen Master Wang Sheng answered irrelevantly.

"I don't know..." Jiang Yuanhan curled up in his arms, his whole body was enveloped by that icy breath.

"Don't move, let me see." The other party's hand turned to stick to his soft belly, and the big plush tail of the fox was tensely hooked up, covering the back of the Zen master's hand.

At this moment, the ghostly aura all over the sky became stronger again, and the evil spirits flying around were howling and laughing wildly.

"Monk, your mind is messed up!", "You're distracted! You're distracted!", "Bald donkey! Go to hell..."

There were such ferocious shouts all over the sky, and all directions were full of haunting spirits hovering endlessly.The blinding method on Foxiu's body has long since failed, the snow-white monk's robe glowed with a faint golden light of dharma flowers, a clean and peaceful atmosphere surrounded him, lotus blossoms bloomed in the mid-air, and seal script appeared in the air.

Just when the ghost energy seized the upper hand and covered his face, Zen Master Wangsheng didn't look up at the rampant ghost scene in front of him. He rested his fingertips on the little fox and said in a low voice: "Don't think about it!" ,look at me."

Jiang Yuanhan's claws hooked the other's skirt, and he reluctantly raised his eyes to look at him.

The ghostly aura that rushed over lifted off the Zen master's bamboo hat, revealing his long jet-black hair mixed with gold.There is a faint golden Buddha mark between the opponent's eyebrows, his eyebrows are unwavering, solemn and almost holy.

Between the jet-black hair, a few golden strands were blown down, slipping past the little fox's eartips as if indistinct.

Jiang Yuanhan wanted to look at him hard, but he was attracted by the chill emanating from the inside out, and he only had time to look at the other party in a trance, and his consciousness sank into the darkness.

He was fed with resentful living souls.

The aggressiveness in this line of living souls is not strong, and it seems that they have been guided and used by evil spirits, but being able to form such a guide and use is enough to show that the resentment of the living soul itself is also extremely strong.

Jiang Yuanhan's eyes gradually blurred, as if he had slept in the dark, only to wake up with the noise.

He stood alone in the bustling street, surrounded by vendors setting up stalls, shops buying and selling goods, and pedestrians.

Jiang Yuanhan glanced around, these are all people, real people.Here it seems... this city has not yet turned into a ghost town.

He looked down at his hands, they were short, fat and white, and they were a pair of children's hands.

Ghost Xiu always likes to play tricks like this.He had to enter the memories and dreams of this living soul. This kind of difficulty was what Jiang Yuanhan hated the most. He didn't like to spy on other people's dreams, and he didn't want to see other people's suffering.

He was forced to enter it, and this living soul who was being used did not necessarily want to show his story to others.It's just that both sides can't help themselves and can't break free.

The figures in front of him were constantly flowing, Jiang Yuanhan looked up, the sense of fear of not being able to find his parents seemed to directly affect his heart from the child's heart.He took the unsteady steps of a three or four-year-old child, searched among the crowd, and chased after his parents.

But that figure is getting further and further away.He watched his mother hugging his twin brother, and watched his brother lying on his mother's shoulder and making faces at himself, showing a happy expression of abandoning his brother.

The younger brother did not tell the mother to turn around.

Maybe it was a momentary competition for favor, maybe it was just that the child didn't think of this in his heart.When Jiang Yuanhan realized that this was a pair of twin brothers, all hope was shattered. He stood in the dense crowd, surrounded by thousands of lights.

But that is someone else's lights.

Even children who don't know the seriousness of the matter are full of unknown fear at this time.Jiang Yuanhan sighed deeply, he could only watch everything develop, but could not control it, he could only see him being carried away with his mouth covered, and rushed in the opposite direction from when his mother left.

This child is called "Ye Cheng" and his younger brother is called "Ye Ming".It's just that he doesn't call it that anymore.

Jiang Yuanhan's perspective followed Xiao Yecheng, and saw the trafficker hugging him, pressing the back of his head with his hands, standing in a low room on the side of a small building, and bargaining with a woman over thirty years old.

"But he's a boy." The madam said with a bit of disgust. She stretched out her hand and touched Ye Cheng's cheek with her fingers, "He looks good, but no matter how good he looks, what can he do? Those high-ranking officials and nobles If you want to play with boys, there are plenty of other places. Our Qunyu Pavilion is full of poor and cute little girls, this..."

"Hey, mom, you can't figure this out." The human trafficker nodded and bowed with a smile on his face, describing his goodness in various ways like evaluating a product. "You don't have to hang up the card and go under the door of a prostitute. This child was born so well. That adult likes it. He secretly took a sedan chair and sent it to the gate of the house. Maybe our group of jade halls lacks such a... ..."

Jiang Yuanhan couldn't hear what he said next, or maybe Xiao Yecheng refused to hear clearly.Those words are too dirty.

He already figured out why his younger brother was so happy—even in a prosperous city, it was still very difficult for a family to support two boys.Had there been only one child, the younger brother would have been better looked after.But for such a young child, having such shrewd and even cruel thoughts in his heart seemed extremely terrifying.

The bustard seemed to be convinced, she stretched out her hand and patted Xiao Yecheng's face, made some comments as if weighing the meat, and reached an agreement with the traffickers.

Jiang Yuanhan stared at the hand that the madam was leading him, and when he saw the little girls poking out from the embroidery room on the second floor, he immediately recognized the little girl in red as the one who went downstairs before.

Her eyes were lively, but after she transformed into a ghost, there was only a lazy and charming look between her eyebrows, like a carefully carved item.

But boys are also goods.Since today at least, these children have been a commodity for sale, and the merchants have carved them to look like they are easy to sell.

The little girl in the red coat is called "Peony", and the bustard has high hopes for her.She is the girl who plays best with Ye Cheng.

Even in the dark cultivation, there seems to be a little bit of hazy light coming in.Peony played a wrong note on the pipa and was taught to hit the handboard. The precocious girl plunged into Ye Cheng's arms and asked him "why" while crying.

Yes, why.How could Xiao Yecheng know why? He didn't know if Ye Ming could tell his mother that he was abandoned because he was more patient with his brother.He didn't know if his mother really couldn't afford to support him, or if he really couldn't find him.

If you really have to choose between the two to make a decision, why am I the one who was left behind?

Jiang Yuanhan can hear these voices clearly.

Hitting the handboard is not the heaviest punishment.Those teachings that can be called insults, everyone must carefully engrave them in their minds, brainwashing them over and over again, and the madam finally cultivates them into goods that can make money.

And those who resist and refuse to cooperate, in this process, have turned into the blood flowing in the feudal society, deposited in the shadow of the times.

Except for one person.That is peony.

On the surface, Peony is charming and obedient, showing the most qualified side.But she is not like this in private, she wants to live, but silently resists.The girl in red quietly saved her sugar to Ye Cheng, took Ye Cheng's hand and asked in a low voice, "Did Mom make things difficult for you? Are you tired today?"

They were all too young to really face cruelty.But the corpses of the companions who were dragged down and covered with white cloths were already a shocking vigilance.

Peony likes Ye Cheng.Jiang Yuanhan was a bystander and could see clearly.

A girl's thoughts, even if she doesn't say it in her mouth, will come out of her eyes.She is the only light in this dark day, hazy and indescribable, but this light is held tightly in Ye Cheng's hands.

It's just that this kind of hidden worry can't last.

On the night when Peony picked up the guests, Ye Cheng stood guard at the edge of the outer door alone, separated by a dense bead curtain.In the dead of night, after the guest fell asleep, Peony crept out from between the curtains of the bed and tiptoed to the side of the bead curtains. Her face was pale, but her lips were filled with red blood.

Her eyes were red, and she didn't dare to go through the bead curtain, for fear that the turbulence would wake up the guests, but the young man in her heart was just opposite, so close and so far away.

"I'm sorry..." she said softly.

But Ye Cheng also said the same sentence, and the apologies of the two collided together, like two pieces of ice chiseled together. They clearly knew that the other party was also cold, but they still wanted to hug each other to keep warm.

"I'm sorry," the boy's hand was only a little away from the bead curtain, but he couldn't go through it, "I can't protect you."

He was filled with hatred for his incompetence.But he can't do anything, he is also a pawn at the mercy of others.If he escapes, he will face the price of death... He can die, but he is unwilling to let the girl he loves burn his life like a flame.

The moonlight was quiet, and Peony looked at him quietly. She lowered her head, touched the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile: "I am one year older than you, and I am the one who protects you, you..."

She knew that Ye Cheng would be sent away tomorrow, and these children all grew up at the same age.A few days ago, she heard the madam talking to the teacher, saying that she wanted to send Ye Cheng to the residence of the disciples of the emperor.

There was nothing she could do.

A section of light that was already vague was about to go out.The two looked at each other in silence until Peony urged him to leave softly.

But neither of them thought that this side turned out to be the last side.

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Cheng was told a lot by the bustard's ear, and then he was dressed as a commodity and sent to the residence of the number one scholar in a small sedan chair.

The house held a banquet all night, amidst the fireworks that had not yet cleared.Ye Cheng saw a familiar face.

His twin brother is the disciple of the champion of the dynasty.Ye Ming was young and intelligent, diligent in his studies, was recommended by a great scholar of great virtue, and worshiped Zhuangyuan Lang as his teacher, just at this banquet.

They passed by.

One is an object to be manipulated by others, who can't even talk about self-esteem, and the other is a disciple of an upstart in the imperial court, who has risen to fame and has an unlimited future.

Even if Jiang Yuanhan could see what happened next, he didn't want to watch it anymore.

Nothing more than torture.

Ye Ming thinks that the existence of this elder brother who is a prostitute is to tarnish his reputation, and he might as well die cleanly.And it just so happened that this dirty land could not leave any clean soul.

He died in a snowstorm.

Many officials were very sorry, because he was indeed a very beautiful and obedient child, but they only regretted it for a while, and didn't even give alms for the extra glance.

Ye Cheng's body was rolled up in the bamboo mat, and the old man pushed the wooden cart with the bamboo mat in the snow, the wheels slid through the thick snow and made creaking sounds.Just as the twilight was sinking, a girl in red ran over from the end of the alley.

The clothes on her body were torn, and the hairpins were scattered, as if she had just escaped from an extravagant meat feast.Mudan lost her shoes and her feet were purple from the cold, but she didn't care.

She stopped the car and lifted a corner of the bamboo mat with trembling hands.

Those glamorous and enchanting false masks that are easy to push and change cups seem to be completely annihilated at this moment.The look in the girl's eyes disappeared little by little, she wanted to cry bitterly, but she couldn't make a sound, and she slapped the edge of the car fiercely with her tender hands that looked like onions, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The old farmer pushing the cart persuaded, and Mudan shook her head, the tears in her eyes could no longer fall, and finally there was only despair.She even started laughing.

"Old man," she said, "let me see him off."

No one can stop her.

Peony carried her beloved boy on her back, stepped on the heavy snow under her feet, and walked out of a muddy and prosperous place.

She buried Ye Cheng on a hill.Ten years later, the famous prostitute in the world only told him the last truth of her life.

"It's true to be tempted, but it's also true not to dare to be tempted..."

What happened after that wasn't very satisfying, but Jiang Yuanhan could at least see it.

She was indeed stunning, and she approached step by step the people who killed Ye Cheng, including Ye Ming, and Ye Ming's champion master.Chronic poison and the erosion of beauty caused them to die for no reason in their youth.Ten years later, Peony, who got her revenge, set fire to the Qunyu Pavilion, and countless people died in the fire.

She died of suicide, but the spirit of resentment was condensed and born.When she turned into a fierce ghost, she kept Ye Cheng's living soul that had not dissipated for many years due to resentment, but although Ye Cheng was resentful, he did not want to harm innocent people, so he always slept beside her.

But Peony has gone crazy.

The ghosts in the Qunyu Pavilion obeyed her orders and turned the entire city into a ghost town, causing countless casualties.The feng shui and dragon veins of this place have all changed, and within a radius of ten miles, not a single blade of grass grows.In recent years, it has become a taboo place in the world.

Jiang Yuanhan's consciousness broke free from it, and when he opened his eyes, he was facing Zen Master Shang's slightly eager eyes, and he suddenly said in a heartfelt way: "Don't convert them, convert me."

Wang Sheng was momentarily stunned.

Jiang Yuanhan felt chilly all over his body, his claws that were holding onto the sleeves of Buddha Xiu suddenly loosened, as if something had been activated on his body, the whole body was alternately hot and cold, just as he jumped into the opponent's arms At that time, the body suddenly changed.

Ghost energy swelled out from his body, and the fox's body seemed to have been forced to activate its blood vessels. The small body became huge, and there seemed to be eight other tails on the edge of the thick plush tail.

This fox has a very weak nine-tailed bloodline in its body, which is the descendant of the big demon, but it is too thin to show it.

Zen Master Wangsheng's Buddha's light followed, and the other party chose to believe him.

Jiang Yuanhan couldn't control this evil spirit. He was illuminated by the Buddha's light, and the living soul in his lungs seemed to be burning. Then he lowered his head and spit out the living soul. After being illuminated by the Buddha's light, the living soul gradually faded away. woke up.

The angry ghosts all stopped moving.

The vague figure of the young man gradually gathered.

Amidst the violent ghost aura, the woman in red emerged from the ghost aura. She stood in mid-air, staring blankly at the other party.

Over the years, Peony has exhausted all methods, but she can't wake up the person in front of her.She originally wanted to use the souls of other living beings to supplement the other party's soul, so she stuffed the living soul into the little fox's mouth, so that the other party could wake up.

But he woke up under the light of Buddha.

The boy stayed forever in that heavy snow.He raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch the peony, but he was hovering in mid-air as if he was separated by the beaded curtain back then, but he didn't dare.

But the woman in red rushed over. She didn't care about this powerful Buddhist cultivator, and she also left behind the ghost cultivation practice she had cultivated for so many years. Regardless, she rushed over and grabbed the boy's hand.

——This place has no temperature at all, you should have taken me away long ago.

Peony didn't say anything.But Ye Cheng also seemed to understand what the other party was going to say. He held the hand of the woman in red, but his figure was slowly transformed into a ghost under the Buddha's light, and his figure gradually blurred and disappeared from midair.

He said, let's go then.

Only the two of them could hear the voice.

Jiang Yuanhan could vaguely guess the conversation, but he just watched silently.

As the young man dissipated, Peony's ghostly body melted and dissipated little by little, and she lost her resentment little by little. She didn't need anyone's help, she only wanted her sweetheart.

The Jade Pavilion slowly collapsed.The wandering ghosts also lost their strength of support, and they dissipated their ghostly aura when exposed to the sun.

The building collapsed.

Not only the Qunyu Hall collapsed, but the entire city full of ghosts also dissipated.Losing the source of evil spirits, those little wandering spirits have nowhere to escape, and even if they don't dissipate into the heaven and earth, they will soon be sensed by the Netherworld.The ghost cultivator in charge of the netherworld will also send people to take away these wandering souls.

There is no one on the street, it is already a ghost town.

Jiang Yuanhan supported the huge and beautiful body of the nine-tailed demon fox, and exchanged a glance with the Zen master. Before he could say a word, the short-term blood activation had exhausted all his strength, and he fell down suddenly.

Zen Master Wangsheng raised his hand and subconsciously caught the shrinking figure.He thought he would touch a fluffy little fox, but he didn't expect that it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who fell into his arms.

The Zen master took off his cloak to cover the opponent's body, and was tightly pressed by the soft body.He lowered his eyes and saw the red fox ears between the long black hair, and the big red plush tail wrapped around him as if looking for a sense of security.

Transformation?Is this a blessing in disguise?

Wang Sheng raised his hand, smoothed the other person's hair, then hugged the boy into his arms, he stared at the other person's closed eyes, his thoughts froze for a moment, as if some strange thought popped up suddenly move up.

The Zen master lowered his head, and his thin lips gently pressed against the reddish cinnabar mark between the brows of the other party. He kissed very tenderly and full of cherished breath, but when he raised his eyes again, he was suddenly puzzled again.

...Why do you want to do this?

Wang Sheng turned his gaze to look at the other party again, thinking in his heart a little puzzled: Is this a vixen?

The author has something to say: Xiaohan: Please don't be shameless, and find the reason from yourself.