Tianshi Museum

The mountain woods in the evening are much darker than other places, the branches and leaves of the trees cover the sky in layers, and only fragmentary moonlight can shine in through the branches, before it can illuminate anything, it is crushed by the shaking leaves.

Xia Zha looked at Shen Gong's side face, thinking that if he refused, he would definitely show a regretful or even sad expression, and did everything possible to prevent himself from finding out.

Thinking of this, Xia Zha frowned and said, "It's dark and the mountain road is rough, it's not easy to walk."

Shen Gong looked at him suddenly, his eyes seemed to light up for a moment.Soon, he suppressed his joy and opened his arms towards Xia Zha.

The distance between the two of them was only two or three steps away. Xia Zha was about to walk towards him, but in the next second, Shen Gun couldn't help but strode towards him, hugging himself by the waist without a single pause.

His movements are done in one go, as if he has practiced hundreds of times.

It was the first time someone picked him up like this. In order to maintain his balance, Xia Zha wrapped his arms around Shen Dagon's neck and put his head on his shoulder.

In an instant, Shen Gong froze.

Sensing his stiffness, Xia Zha asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." After answering, Shen Gun held him tighter with an upright expression, and said in a rough voice, "Hold him tighter, I may run a little fast later, lest you feel bumpy."

Xia Zha was taken aback for a moment, then the arms around his neck tightened silently.

Shen Gun's heartbeat became faster and faster, and it was heard clearly in Xia Zha's ears.

Shen Gun: "I'm leaving."

Xia Zha: "Okay."

Shen Gun hugged Xia Zha horizontally, and jumped up the mountain lightly.

His jumping steps were steady and slow, without any sense of bumps, but much slower than when the two climbed the mountain separately.The reason why it was so slow was not because it was inconvenient to move while holding a person, but because Shen Gun did it on purpose.

Xia Zha knew it, but didn't expose it.

In this way, it took them several times slower than normal speed to climb over the short mountain.

After crossing the mountain, there was a distance of flat land. After reaching the edge of the inner lake and stopping for a long time, Shen Gun finally let Xia Zha down with some reluctance.

Then skillfully stay one meter away from Xia Zha.

Xia Zha: "..."

The two of them stood on the edge of the lake and looked into the lake.

The area of ​​the inner lake is small, and the boundary of the lake can be easily seen.

At this time, the sky has completely darkened, and the gates of ghosts are wide open during the Ching Ming Festival, and the yin energy gathered above the city is getting stronger and stronger.

The road leading to the inner lake was blocked, and all the lights here were naturally turned off. The lush vegetation swayed and rustled in the wind, making this uninhabited land even more gloomy.The moonlight sprinkled coldly on the lake, refracting blue and white sparkling waves, bringing a biting coolness.

Xia Zha stared at the surface of the lake that was blown by the wind: "There is a lot of resentment."

Shen Gun said: "Because there are too many people who commit suicide here."

This lake is not big, but since it was built, many people have thrown themselves into the lake here.Catch up with the Qingming night, the yin energy invisible to ordinary people permeates the lake, like black water vapor, erratic.

Sensing the breath of the dead at the bottom of the lake, Xia Zha felt a little disappointed.

Many people who commit suicide think carefully before deciding to commit suicide.They all suffered from pain and despair for a long time during their lifetime. This pain and despair either came from the body or from the heart. After death, a huge negative force burst out and imprisoned the soul of the deceased.

What's more, the dead were born into evil spirits.

Those who have become lonely ghosts are all unhappy people.The happy man walks more briskly even after death.

Shen Gun looked at the guardrail by the lake: "No matter how high the guardrail is, it can't protect people who want to die."

Drowning is such a painful way of death, there are still people who continue to do so.

Xia Zha's eyes were quiet: "If people think that death is the best solution from the bottom of their hearts, no amount of persuasion will help. Because in their hearts, life will never get better."

But maybe a miracle will happen in the next moment.

The yin energy on the lake gathered, but only one dead soul became a ghost in the lake.

Holding a mahogany sword in his hand, Shen Gun casually pointed to a place on the lake, and said coldly, "Come out."

The place he was pointing at with the sword was full of coercion, and it was obvious that he didn't exert much force, and most of the yin energy on the lake dissipated immediately.

Not long after, layers of black mist rose slowly from the surface of the lake, and finally condensed into a translucent human shape.

It is the only ghost that takes shape in this lake.

As soon as the ghost saw it, it knew that the enemy was strong and we were weak. At this time, it was pointed at by the mahogany sword, and its translucent body trembled slightly.He lowered his head, his dyed brown hair grew to his neck, and his body was not tall but with a strong frame. He should have been a man before he was alive, but he was wearing a long red skirt.

The yin energy on the evil ghost has the same source as the illusion in the client, so it can be concluded that what happened to the three people was caused by the ghost in front of him.

Now the world is in trouble.

Newborn evil ghosts basically do not have complete intelligence and memory, and their behavior is guided by obsessions in life.This ghost has not been a ghost for a long time, and cast illusions on three people one after another. If it weren't for the strong Yin energy of the Qingming Festival, they would all be too weak to gather into a ghost body. Down.

Although the Yin Qi is weak, it contains great sadness.

Xia Zha: "He doesn't have complete consciousness, nor does he have the aggressiveness of ordinary evil spirits."

Shen Gun nodded: "Too weak."

"He's sad."

Saying so, Xia Zha waved at the evil ghost.

The ghost obediently floated to the lake and came to Xia Zha.Even at such a close distance, the evil spirit still has no intention of attacking. This awareness of not attacking is not just because of the fear of the strength of the two people in front of him, but its obsession itself does not include actively attacking and hurting others.

Shen Gun could have saved this weak ghost, but seeing that Xia Zha seemed to be curious about the evil ghost's obsession, he didn't do it.

In the current state of the evil ghost, he couldn't help but search for his soul once, otherwise he would be wiped out.Even if it is watered with Yin Qi, it will only make it solidified, but it cannot complete his memory and wisdom.

Facing a non-threatening opponent, Shen Gun took away the mahogany sword: "The soul is so weak and insists on casting curses on people. It seems that his obsession is very deep. To find out his obsession, we must first know the reason why he wanted to die. "

Xia Zha nodded thoughtfully, looked at the silent ghost floating in front of him, and said, "Please look up."

Under the overwhelming strength gap, the evil spirits completely obeyed their orders.

The evil spirit originally lowered his head and looked very inferior and cowardly. His neck was almost at a ninety-degree angle, and his half-length hair covered his transparent face, making it impossible to see his face and expression clearly.At this time, hearing Xia Zha's gentle but powerful words, the evil ghost raised his head very obediently, and the hair that fell to his forehead also parted, revealing a pale face.

It really is a man.

From this point of view, the red dress he was wearing and his half-length hair looked even weirder.

But they didn't show strange eyes because of this weirdness.

What Xia Zha cared more about was the hopeless pessimism and self-loathing in the evil ghost's dark eyes.But at the same time, he seemed to be very eager to be recognized. He was struggling with this kind of entanglement, and was heavily enveloped by the yin energy generated by his obsession.

"Do you remember your name?" Xia Zha asked.

The evil ghost's voice was vague and unpleasant, and he said intermittently: "Ma... Ma Weiqi."

Shen Gun: "It's a good thing to be able to communicate."

Xia Zha was about to ask a few more questions, when he saw the evil ghost who called himself Ma Weiqi looking up, and kept staring straight at his hair.

From the roots of Xia Zha's hair to the tips of her hair, the evil ghost showed obvious surprise and admiration in the white-less eyes, and even a trace of obsession and envy could be found in its expression.

Xia Zha didn't put on a high ponytail today, but tied his long black hair loosely behind him. Under the moonlight, his waist-length blue silk was more attractive than fine silk and satin.

The evil spirit's eyes were burning, and it almost made a hole in Xia Zha's hair.

Shen Gun cherishes his body more than Xia Zha himself, and always finds excuses to help Xia Zha tie his hair. Seeing him break a hair makes him depressed for a long time.Seeing the evil spirit staring at Xia Zha's hair at this moment, his expression turned cold almost immediately, and he swung his sword and slashed behind the evil spirit.

This sword was just a warning, the light of Ling Lie's sword flashed, and the lake surface seemed to be cut off, and a huge wave was stirred up from the center.

The evil ghost immediately shivered with fright, but it was restricted in its movements and could not escape. It could only shrink its soul and look away, trying to avoid Shen Gun's gaze.

Xia Zha smiled at Shen Gon, shook his hand lightly, and said, "He should have no malice."

"I know." Shen Gun said, "He dare not be malicious."

Then, without waiting for Xia Zha to speak, Shen Gun said again: "But I'm jealous."

Xia Zha was slightly taken aback, not knowing how to answer.

Shen Gun's rare frankness always comes so suddenly, which makes people defenseless.

After thinking for a while, Xia Zha said softly, "Aside from my mother and myself, only you have touched my hair, no matter before or after."

This is true, the Xia family's family motto is to eat and live with all the soldiers, so there are not many servants in the family.He used to be in poor health, and his mother took care of him personally. When he was a child, his mother helped him tie his hair. After he became sensible, he did it by himself.

After Shen Gong heard this, his mood brightened.

On the other side, the evil spirit apologized because he was scared: "Yes, I'm sorry, because you...your hair is very beautiful."

It's a very polite ghost.

"Thank you." Xia Zha praised earnestly, "Your hair is also very beautiful."

Hearing this, the evil ghost showed a shy expression on his pale face: "Yes, is that so..." The evil ghost tugged at his red dress very gracefully, then straightened the hair on his forehead, and said, "I've always wanted to grow long hair, but I just didn't have time."

Before he could, he committed suicide.

The evil ghost murmured, "They said... that I'm not normal."

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something, and his face instantly became ferocious and distorted, as if he had been pulled into the abyss of pain by the past.

Xia Zha raised his hand to solidify his soul, and said sincerely, "It's perfectly normal to do it because you like it, and it won't cause trouble to others."