Scholar has special ghost skills

It was past three o'clock at night, and the full moon hid behind the dark clouds, timidly showing half of her face.

In the depths of the dark and silent forest, an owl hanging upside down on a branch with its head tilted, opened its big round eyes to look at the darkness not far away, slowly opened a hole with a flashing green light, and a black sedan chair , After flying in with a "shuttle" at an extremely fast speed, the entrance of the cave slowly closed again.

The sedan chair flew into an open space, which seemed to be isolated from the outside world, with no end in sight.There are countless lanterns floating in mid-air, the eerie red light seems to cast a thin veil on this place, and white mist emerges from the ground.

In front of an arched stone bridge, a few little ghosts shook their heads and landed on the ground, and put down the sedan chair, "Mr. Zifei, please get off the bridge. Your Majesty told you to walk over here by yourself."

Nie Zifei in the sedan chair lifted the curtain and looked outside. Although he didn't know where it was, he didn't think much about getting out.

When he stood still, the little ghosts lifted the sedan chair again, leaving him alone, gradually disappearing away.

Nie Zifei looked around from left to right, stepped on the steps of the stone bridge step by step, and reached the center of the bridge. He seemed to hear a faint sound of water in the middle of the bridge. He looked down the bridge, but the fog was too thick, and he could only see a piece of white water. vast.

Just when doubts arose in my heart, lotus lanterns flashed and drifted slowly down from the upper reaches.

At the moment when Nie Zifei was stunned, a charming man in a wide-sleeved black robe and long hair came up slowly from the bridge, holding a peach blossom lantern.

When he came in front of Nie Zifei, the corners of his dark red and black lips raised an arc, "Zifei, do you like it?"

"What is this?" Nie Zifei faced him without any fluctuations in his clear eyes.

The man in black raised his peach blossom eyes, put the lantern in his hand, then lifted his chin and kissed it.

Nie Zifei didn't dodge, but closed his eyes tightly, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly...

A kiss is over.

The man in black pecked a few more times, and said in a low voice, "You and I have been married for 20 years, so it's worth celebrating."

"It's useless for you to do this again!" Nie Zifei frowned, trying to push away his closeness.

The man in black held his hand with a smile, and said leisurely and calmly, "How can it be useless work? You will remember the things I have done, one by one. One day, you will overwrite them. You are desperately trying to remember them." Those things where you live."

Nie Zifei's expression changed, but he immediately pretended to be firm, "I won't remember one thing you did, and I will never forget the things I want to remember!"

"Really." The man in black was not angry, and stroked the smooth back of his hand carefully, "The time in the world is rushing, it's rare that 20 years have passed, Zifei still has something he wants, even if I go to heaven and earth, I can do it." Found it for you."

"Let me go." Nie Zifei resisted the urge to withdraw his hand and replied.

The man in black paused, raised his eyebrows and brought it close to his ear, and said ambiguously, "Your wish is the same every year, it seems that my husband and I haven't done enough."

"Why don't you let me go..." Nie Zifei lowered his eyelids and curled his hands into fists.

"For the past 20 years, don't you know?" The man in black wrapped his arms around his chest with one hand, brushed the hair that fell on his chest behind his ears with the other, and asked slowly.

Nie Zifei suddenly raised his eyes to stare at him, with a hint of hatred in his eyes, "You killed me, what do you need me to know?"

"If you hadn't been killed by me, how would you have kept your beauty like a flower like a flower, and how would you have stayed by my side?"

The man in black still smiled, hugged his waist and smelled the smell on his body, his face showed a bit of intoxication, and murmured, "You haven't seen me for a while, don't you want to miss me?"

"...Let me go!" Nie Zifei was ashamed and annoyed, struggling to break free from the other party's restraints. During the struggle, the peach blossom lantern fell to the ground, and the flames rushed to the paper of the lantern, burning it up in an instant.

And the man in black waved his long sleeves, and the scene suddenly changed, transforming into a spacious underground palace, carved with dragons and black pillars, and on the candlesticks on all sides of the gray and white stone walls, there were perennial lights.

In the dark and cold underground palace, hundreds of red, yellow, and delicate bouquets are stacked on both sides, forming a strong contrast with the surrounding ink.

The middle is covered with a long red carpet, which extends to a large bed with black gauze curtains on the steps. The bed is covered with bright red petals on the futon bed embroidered with mandarin ducks in black and gold silk.

When he came here, Nie Zifei's pupils trembled violently, smelling the strong fragrance of flowers, those unsightly memories flooded into his mind instantly, his eyes were full of fear, and his face became even paler.

He pursed his lips and shook his body in fear, "Don't..."

The man in black took his hand and clasped his fingers, making it impossible for him to escape.

Slowly coming to the bed, the man in black stood in front of him, asked him to sit down, stretched out his slender white fingers, and took off his white jade hairpin.

The jet-black hair fell down like a waterfall, adding a bit of glamour to that handsome face, and even the flowers in the room lost their color.

The man in black picked up a petal, and the petal turned black in an instant. He pinned the petal behind Nie Zifei's ear who dared not move, "Did Zifei remember the wedding night between you and me 20 years ago?"

Nie Zifei suddenly raised his head and stared at him angrily, then panicked uncontrollably, his eyes gradually became damp.

"It's only you who can keep showing me this expression for 20 years." The man in black twitched his lips, squeezed his chin, and leaned over.

Nie Zifei finally couldn't help turning his face away, but was immediately pulled back by the other party, facing that evil and terrifying face.

The man laughed hatefully, "Does Zifei want to disappear?"

"You have harmed countless people, aren't you afraid of retribution?" Nie Zifei said angrily.

"Retribution?" The man in black smiled more recklessly, whispering in his ear, "Being with the one you love is nothing more than a mere life. Besides, didn't Zifei want to find a chance to escape? But if not Inhaling Yang Qi, you can't even gather your soul, and it will dissipate in the sky and the earth after a while, Zi Fei is not willing?"

"..." Nie Zifei pursed his lips and gritted his teeth.

He is unwilling and unwilling!

"Hehe..." The man in black seemed to like his expression very much, he bent down to touch his lips and teeth, exhaled a puff of white smoke and crossed over.

Nie Zifei closed his eyes, trembling all over his body, even though he didn't want to bear the lives of those living people in his heart, he couldn't accept this fact.

When his almost transparent body gradually recovered, the man in black nibbled on his lips.

Nie Zifei didn't want to be like this with him, and turned his face away in embarrassment, but the man in black kissed his smooth cheek without hesitation.

The black gauze hangs down...

When the other party grabbed his hand, Nie Zifei bit his lower lip desperately to prevent himself from screaming.

The tenderness of the other party.

For him, it was undoubtedly a great shame, he closed his eyes, two clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

But the person on the body pinched his chin, pressed his forehead against him, with a nasty smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why did Zifei endure it? He obviously likes it very much?"

"Stop talking!" Nie Zifei shook his body, he was afraid that one day he would become as miserable as he said.

The man kissed his red earlobe, and whispered bewitchingly, "Zifei...quickly give me your heart..."