Scholar has special ghost skills

Moonlight is like water.

Nie Zifei stood at the window, his face was bloodless, the lake outside the wooden house was sparkling, and his white clothes and blue hair were blown up by the cool wind.If an outsider sees it, they will be amazed that there is such a stunning and stunning person in the world.

a long time.

He turned his head and saw the portrait hanging on the wall.Walking over slowly, reaching out to take it down, a white-clothed twirling room, sitting at a low table, carefully looked at himself in the painting.

Then the light in his eyes trembled, his eyes gradually blurred, and scenes of the past flashed through his mind.

20 years ago.

That day was sunny and the spring breeze was breezy. He took the piano out to play in the gazebo in the suburbs.The servant girl, Xi'er, stood aside as usual and listened drowsily.

Seeing her like this, Nie Zifei shook his head angrily and amusedly, but felt a sense of disappointment in his heart. His father always denounced his playing the zither as a smug, and only wanted him to get married soon and inherit the family business.It's just that I know that I have no interest in business matters at all.

"Clap clap clap."

At this moment, a man in a dark red robe with narrow sleeves walked over, clapping his hands, with a few attendants in black behind him, all dressed in extraordinary appearance, who seemed to be a person of identity.

Nie Zifei looked at him, with a trace of wariness in his eyes for people he didn't know.

The man seemed to see his repulsion, and waved to the followers behind, "You all step back."

"Yes!" The followers bowed their hands respectfully and obeyed the order, and retreated a few feet away in an instant.

The man stepped into the pavilion leisurely, and said, "I am fortunate to hear the sound of the young master's piano in the suburbs. It really makes people feel like a spring breeze."

"Praise more." Nie Zifei nodded lightly, and he was not an unkind person, so he told Xi'er, "Pour tea for this young master."

"Yes." Xi'er replied, took out the tea set and snacks from the basket she brought, put them on the table, and poured two cups of tea.

"Then you're welcome." The man's lips curled up slightly, he sat down, took a sip from the tea bowl, and sighed, "Well, people are beautiful, tea is beautiful, and the sound of the piano is even more beautiful, so happy!"

"Pfft." Xi'er couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, what this strange young man said was too funny.

"Xi'er." Nie Zifei said with a straight face, "Don't be rude!"

"Oh." Xi'er immediately closed her mouth and stood obediently with her head down. It's not good to annoy the young master.

"Hahaha..." The man didn't care, "It's my honor to make this Miss Xi'er show a beautiful smile."

Nie Zifei still said sternly, "But you can't indulge her like this."

The man didn't say any more, just said, "If I hear you right, what you just played is the famous song "Wind Like a Dream" by Dao and Immortal?"

"Indeed." Nie Zifei's eyes lit up.

I just heard the man continue to say, "Tao and Immortal have composed countless tunes in their lifetime, and in the later period, they mainly focused on passionate tunes, but there is no such song "Wind Like a Dream", which is gentle and rustling. Isn't there a wrong sound?"

"It turns out that you are also like-minded." Nie Zifei not only didn't get angry at the other party for pointing out the mistake, but was also a little pleasantly surprised, and he liked the man a little more.

"Hahaha, it's just playing with things and losing one's mind." The man laughed a few times, but his face was a little more helpless, "My brother Huang... my brother often accuses me, I shouldn't be too addicted."

It turned out that they were still sympathetic, but Nie Zifei met a confidant, "What's wrong with us? It's just that we like it, so we put our hearts into it."

After hearing his words, the man seemed to find someone to confide in, and said excitedly, "I don't know your name?"

"Nie Zifei." Nie Zifei smiled slightly, with a dimple on his mouth.

The man stared blankly, and subconsciously said twice, "Zifei Zifei, it really is a beautiful person and a beautiful name."

A blush appeared on Nie Zifei's face, and he lowered his head shyly.Thinking, why does this person speak so frivolously, but... since he is a person of Xiqin, he must not be a bad person.

……

As time went by, the two had known each other for three months, and Nie Zifei also knew the identity of the man.He was actually the younger brother of the current emperor, and after being shocked, he discovered the love in his heart, and couldn't help but feel sour.I thought, just hide my thoughts deeply like this, it would be good to continue to associate with the prince like a confidant.

But during a meeting by the river, the prince unexpectedly revealed his feelings to him first.He wept with joy, but at the same time he was extremely worried, how could the two men have any results, not to mention that the other party was a powerful prince.

But the prince embraced him and comforted him, "Zifei doesn't need to worry, I will let the emperor agree."

In this way, after the prince left with his promise, another month later, he was almost lovesick, and an imperial decree came to marry him to the prince.

This is a matter of being able to climb up to the emperor's relatives. Naturally, my father immediately agreed without saying a word, and he was also happy.

But the man got married, and the emperor had to take care of the face of the royal family, so he could only sit in the sedan chair by himself and go to the mansion given to him and the prince by the emperor.

But...the ghost king robbed the bride after passing through the mass grave, and the team who sent the relatives ran away in fright, but no matter how he ran, he couldn't escape, and was finally caught by the little ghosts on the ghost king's sedan chair...and he has never been seen since then. Over the prince...

Thinking of this, Nie Zifei lay down quietly on the table, muttering to himself, "My lord...do you remember me? You still miss me...I really want to see you..."

In the past 20 years, he has been bullied by the ghost king, and his body has long been... But he is unwilling to die like this, so he can only bear the humiliation and absorb the yang energy provided by the other party.

Although the ghost king promised to let him go, he let him absorb the scholar's soul.

Can he really do this kind of behavior of personally taking other people's lives?But if he can't do it, he will have no chance to leave here...

He closed his eyes, as if hearing that silly scholar calling him "Zi Fei" with a smile in his ears, a tear could not help but slip out of the corner of his eyes.

……

He Yunqing was lying on the bed, so impetuous that he didn't know what to do, as if as soon as he closed his eyes, the unsightly picture that grew on him would immediately appear.

"Ahhh!" He covered his hot cheeks, and stepped on the bed crazily.

After I couldn't take it anymore, I sat up and saw the moonlight shining on the window sill, I got up and decided, "Forget it, why don't you go out and have a blast!"

As soon as he came out, a gust of wind got into his neck, and he hurriedly hugged himself who was shivering, "It's so cold."

Then he secretly glanced at the closed door next door, because he couldn't face up to that person today, so he hid in the room and never came out.I don't know if the other party has eaten...

Thinking of this, He Yunqing immediately sensed that something was wrong, and shook his head in a panic, "Why should I care if he has food? I didn't even eat!"

However, his injury is healed...

After thinking about it, he immediately spurned himself again, "Bah, he recovered from his injury, but he also slandered Zifei!"

but……

"Oh, it's very windy here, will it be better in the past..." He Yunqing walked over unconsciously, and said on the lips.

When he came to the other party's window, he pretended not to care and poked inside.

The bed was empty!

He Yunqing's body trembled, and he grinned his teeth in anger, "Hmph, I'm told not to go out every day, but I always disappear! Why?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his face flushed again, and he grabbed his hair and shouted, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh what nonsense am I talking about again? I want to calm down! It's just a dream! A dream! I have nothing to do with him! ... Also It's about neighbors!"

Adding the last sentence, He Yunqing felt a deep sense of despair. He hugged the cold pillar in the corridor, trying to calm himself down, but his gaze was still on the eaves, maybe that person was on it...

"Don't miss him... don't miss him..." He Yun whispered, trying to hypnotize himself, but the more he talked, the more he couldn't control it...

He Yunqing slowly squatted down, with a mournful face, "Master Smelly, where have you been?...No, no, why should I care about him? I want to think about others!"

He closed his eyes and thought desperately, a flash of inspiration.

By the way, Zifei!

Zifei was injured that day, and he hasn't looked for me for so long. I don't know if he's alright?

Otherwise, I'll go to the wooden house to have a look, maybe Zifei is there...

Thinking of this, He Yunqing finally put aside his assumptions about Yan Junyi, and ran to the path in the backyard...