[Variety] Adapted script

OAD-ghost

Han Tingting turned into a sword.

To be precise, she is a sword spirit transmigrated into a sword.

The owner of the sword, Kim Shin, was a great general in ancient times. The young king listened to the slander of his ministers and ordered the general's subordinates to pierce the general who returned from the battlefield with a sword through his heart.

The general had a queen sister, Kim Shin led the army into the palace, and that sister was murdered first under the order of the king, piercing her heart with an arrow.

The grief-stricken general couldn't rest in peace, he was questioning the gods.

The gods turned him into an immortal ghost.

In fact, it can also be said that he survived because of the sword on his chest.

The sword pierces the master's chest and lives with him.

According to the nursery rhyme, if the ghost's bride can draw the ghost's sword, the dead soul can rest in peace.

The sword is now Han Tingting.

The general was exiled in the world, and his servants and even descendants followed him.The servants manage his property, and in the eyes of outsiders, the family is rich, but still retains the loyalty of generations.

The sword spent 900 years with Jin Xin, and gradually gave birth to spiritual wisdom. A little spirituality was not enough to transform a living being, all because the living being was still in chaos and taught Han Tingting to break in.

Han Tingting's soul was connected with this sword, and she could feel Jin Xin's heartbeat very clearly.She turned into a villain and stomped slowly on the sword, but no matter what, she couldn't get out of the sword, let alone let Jin Xin find her.

The first time Kim Shin saw her, he was resting on the top of a snowy mountain in Switzerland wearing a mountaineering suit.

At first he thought it was his own illusion, when he lightly tapped his finger on the top of Han Tingting's head, he knew that it was a villain that really grew out of his heart.

None of the members of the same climbing team could see her. The leader poured him a cup of hot water from a thermos, and he handed it to the little man's lips. She only took a sip before sitting back on Jianfeng.

In 900 years, Jin Xin has read life and death over and over again.The appearance of the sword spirit made his heart overflow with long-lost warmth.Humans will die, but sword spirits will not die.

"What's your name?"

The villain folded his arms, his cheeks puffed up, as if he was not satisfied with his question.After a while, she said, "I have a name."

Han Tingting.She even named herself.

While Jin Xin was surprised, a smile leaked from his lips that he didn't even notice.

Returning to Seoul this time, Jin Xin let the elderly servant feel at ease to guard the property and enjoy family happiness, while he continued the wandering journey bestowed by God.Only this time, beside him was an elf that no one else could see.

Ghosts can predict the fate of human beings, so he knows better than anyone else that the so-called normal life of birth, old age, sickness and death is actually an arrangement on the other side of hell.

He has helped many human beings and changed their fate, but he alone cannot change the lifespan of human beings.Walking alone on the crowded pedestrian street, he can always catch the omen of dying from the smiling faces.

What he dislikes least of all is the death of humans, especially those who have become attached to him.But it seems that he doesn't have to worry too much about parting now.

Kim Shin stopped in front of a glass window shop lined with rows of dolls and selling dresses for the dolls.Jin Xin knocked on the door and walked into the store, looking at Han Tingting's size, he ordered clothes for four seasons for her.

Taking advantage of her small stature, Han Tingting did not save Jin Xin at all, she sat on his shoulder and pointed fingers: "Go over there and have a look."

In the corner of the shop was a ten-year-old girl who was sitting at a table doing her homework.In a few minutes, she would collapse from a heart attack.In the past, she could recover after a few weeks of recuperation in the hospital, but this time, she would die.

Han Tingting stays with Jin Xin all the time, and she is very sensitive to some of his small movements. Seeing him deliberately avoiding the child, she knows what will happen to her.

"She's cute, isn't she?"

Usually the answer to this sentence must be yes, but Kim Shin said nothing.

"When did the misfortune happen? A month later? A week later? Or... today?"

Without him actually responding, Han Tingting had already come to a conclusion.

"Oh, it's today."

Han Tingting doesn't speak, she is obedient and sweet, Jin Xin likes her very much, that's why she came to buy her a doll suit that children would be keen on.When Han Tingting was serious, he always felt scared... The new sword spirit didn't understand the irreversibility of human life and death, and unintentionally forced him to get closer to those deaths.

Han Tingting flew to the girl, and she said, "I can save her."

Judging from her experience of practicing medicine in several lifetimes, the cause of the girl's death was accidental.By accident, it usually means that her name has been written on the name note of the hell messenger.

Jin Xin remained motionless, and Han Tingting flew onto his nose.

"Her fate has been different since she met you."

In Jin Xin's eyes, it was a major event that changed the fate of life, but in Han Tingting's eyes, it was more of a gamble.

Change a small variable on someone's death path, and the rest depends on the person's own blessing.

The girl fell down in front of them, and the owner of the store hugged his daughter with tears on his face and called the first aid. The people in the store went over to find out what happened, but Jin Xin went against the flow of people, so he opened the door and went out.

"I'm kind of sad," he said.

Han Tingting pointed to the mobile ice cream stand on the street, "Master, please eat some sweets."

Whenever she makes a similar move, Jin Xin can't laugh or cry.It is clear that she is the one who interferes with the fate of others regardless of the outcome, but she is not affected in the slightest.Could a sword spirit be more transparent than this immortal ghost?

In the past, he didn't ask, maybe it was because the sun reflected on her smooth face this time, it was too glaring——

"Why".he asked.

Han Tingting was stunned.It's not hard to understand where Jin Xin's doubts lie. She whispered into his ear, "Because I did what I can. Without infringing on the freedom of others, the result has been in the best direction." Guide."

It sounded really well thought out, Jin Xin didn't argue with her, bought a cone according to her words, and handed the first bite to her left shoulder, letting her eat first.

Delicious.She stuffed her mouth full of ice cream and didn't even have time to say a word of admiration.

Jin Xin's mood improved slightly, and at this moment he purposely said: "You are the cutest if you don't talk."

Hearing this, the sword spirit flew to the top of his head, and stomped his scalp with his foot, which was half the size of a fingernail.

Jin Xin teased his iron bangs that had just been sprayed with styling water in the morning, and said, "It seems like I haven't washed my hair for three days."

The sword spirit stopped moving immediately.She bounced off his scalp, but because she couldn't leave his body, she could only keep flying around him at a low altitude.She sat back on his shoulder again, Jin Xin seemed to hear her take a long breath.

The mood is really improved.

Jin Xin bit off most of the cone, and walked like a breeze.Sword Spirit grabbed a handful of fabric on his shoulders and raised his voice: "Hey, walk slowly!"

It's not called master anymore.snort.

Because of Little Sword Spirit's persistence, Jin Xin did many things that he would not have done before.

He is busier than a policeman patrolling the streets.

Just because something is small doesn't mean it's not worth doing.Staying out and not interfering in human history does not mean that you are excluded from history.

In Han Tingting's view, every minute and second has its own meaning.

He thought that sword spirits were different from human beings, so they were detached from human emotions. One day, he heard the sword spirit he raised said in a relaxed tone: "Emotions are contagious, and empathy makes people feel the emotions of others." The experience is also empathetic. Parting is always difficult to get used to, but there is a set of laws of reincarnation in this world. Death is not the end, but the beginning of a new life. Thinking about it this way, I don’t feel sad.”

So... she will be sad too.

Jin Xin didn't realize at all that he would actually compete with his sword spirit for such a thing.

The first conflict between the master and servant was when Jin Xin rescued a pregnant woman one evening.

She should have died twice.All the messengers from hell came before her, and under her begging, Jin Xin saved the child in her stomach.

Han Tingting said: "If you save it, it will not be under the jurisdiction of hell. If you escape this moment, you will still face countless deaths in the future. Unless you can solve it for him, you shouldn't..."

Jin Xin stared at his own hands, "I don't know."

"what?"

"I said, I don't know."

Don't know why it was saved.

After a long time, he said, "She is begging me."

Ghosts play gods who descend from the sky and grant her wishes.

All this is what the pregnant woman begged for.

Send the Buddha to the West, and help people to the end.

The ghost hides in the dark and takes care of the child to grow up, and the child grows up to become the ghost's bride after a long time.

He spent a lot of energy on that child, and he never made a move when he met someone who was destined to die.The only time he crossed the line left him at a loss.Fortunately, the longest human life span is no more than a hundred years.

After more than ten years, the sword spirit has been able to transform into a complete human form. At first, she was inseparable from him, but later she gradually separated from him and had her own life.

When Han Tingting was a small person, she lost contact with the system, and only when she had an adult body did she regain connection with the system.It was also at this time that she learned a "bad news" from the system...

The sword spirit will not die, that is to say, unless the sword is shattered into powder, she can only stay in this world.

After a long silence, Han Tingting let out a "hmm", not panicking as expected by the system.

It said: "Escaping from this world requires a lot of experience points. I can report to the terminal that you are here to receive missions from other worlds, so you don't have to stay here for too long."

Han Tingting: "I don't need it."

system:……

Han Tingting narrowed her eyes and said, "I'm not in a hurry. You know which world I live in doesn't make much difference to me."

The very anxious system closed its mouth helplessly.

The birthmark of the ghost bride began to emerge from the girl's neck, and the system that had shut up for more than ten years dutifully ran out to remind its host: "The plot of the original drama has already begun, host, you must at least read all the fan-arts in the library. Just in case."

Han Tingting looked at the girl sitting in the classroom through the window, and said: "What kind of personal injury can a sword encounter? Don't I just hope that I can be broken?" The rest of the words she said in her mind: "I recently I finally figured out why Jin Xin saved Chi Enzhuo at that time. The premonition of fate did not only happen to Jin Xin. I still remember the first time I saw her. Premonition that the death of others is actually the same."

This girl is the end of everything.

She can pull out the ghost's sword, the ghost's soul can rest in peace, and that sword can also be free.

The question is, how will this sword come to its end?

In the year Chi Enzhuo became an adult, many things actually happened.

Jin Xin found the reincarnation of his sister, and also met the king of Joseon who erased his memory and became the messenger of hell.

He used some tricks to make his sister never see the hell messenger Wang Li again, but the hell messenger he was not able to control, still found the queen of the previous life with the guidance of the dark.

Among the crowded crowd, the queen of the previous life and the sunny of this life miraculously held Wang Li's hand.

Memories of his previous life swept through Wang Li's mind like a storm. Years could have wiped away the remorse at the time of death, but he chose to seal it all up.Once the seal was disassembled, only he and Jin Xin remembered the grievances from the previous life.

He wants to use this life to continue to regret, and his queen has washed away on the road of reincarnation.

He sent away the dead in hell, built thousands of cups of tea, and one day, he wanted to drink it himself.

Who knew that even death is a gift from the gods?

The old acquaintances of Jin Xin in this world are not only Wang Li, but also a courtier from the previous life.

Jin Xin sensed his existence when the sword on his chest disappeared.

With the help of Chi Enzhuo, Han Tingting condensed her soul into a sharp sword and merged it into the Tianling Gai of this thousand-year-old evil spirit.

everything is over.

That's what she thought the moment she killed the evil spirit.

Sword spirits and ghosts left the world and fell into endless time and space.

It seemed that the ghost had not received the real punishment from the gods until this time.

Among the endless sky and yellow sand, there are only two people, Han Tingting and Jin Xin.

It seems that they have returned to the days when they depended on each other and wandered around the world before Chi Enzhuo appeared.

Jin Xin silently accepted the gifts and punishments from the gods, and such days lasted for a year or more.

Han Tingting became smaller again, lying on his shoulder.

One day, she suddenly asked him: "The appearance of the ghost bride can't end the curse of the gods on you. If someone said that there is a chance to become an ordinary person in front of you, would you accept it?"

Jin Xin's lips were chapped, and the gaps in the skin of his hands were filled with fine sand.

He smiled at Han Tingting: "I am willing."

If he was the only one suffering this punishment, he might have given up hope.

Now he can't.

At least, this Sword Spirit, who was only born more than 20 years ago, shouldn't have to go through this.

He asked: "Do you want to be an ordinary person, born, old, sick and dead?"

To a certain extent, Han Tingting and him were in the same sympathy, so she nodded emphatically.

With his head facing the scorching sun, Jin Xin said, "I think the gods should be able to hear our wishes."

"Yes." Han Tingting, who had accumulated enough experience points, said so.

She has been able to exchange for a body that can age naturally as a gift to Jin Xin.

The halo of the sun above her head gradually expanded, and beads of sweat rolled off Han Tingting's body like rain.

With the help of the system, she crossed over the gods of this world to give Jin Xin life, old age, sickness and death. She opened her eyes blurred with sweat, and Jin Xin knelt on the hot desert.

He seemed to be praying for something.

Han Tingting said: "Gods can hear you and respond to you."

With a thought, Jin Xin's figure disappeared from his eyes.And she curled up slowly under the burning of the sun.

The sun seemed to evaporate all the moisture from her body.

She thought it was a pity that she didn't have time to say goodbye when she sent him away.

But it doesn't matter, three years later, she will be rescued in the same way in another three years.

When waking up from a coma, Han Tingting heard a vague voice.

"God, will answer your wish."

She opened her eyes and saw a familiar face, and she was waving her arms like small lotus joints.

She turned out to be the reincarnated child of the king and queen.

However, she did become a normal person.

Han Tingting closed her eyes in peace.

Jin Xin should also be a little baby in the arms of some parents.

Finally, we can meet each other as ordinary people.

Have a fragile life, and a life that cannot be repeated.

*END