Scholar has special ghost skills

The woman cried so bitterly that she couldn't help herself, and the sound echoed in the mourning hall, making people uncomfortable to hear.

He Yun gritted his teeth lightly and looked at the memorial tablet, clenching his fists unconsciously.

My lord, why can't you wait for Zifei to come back.

Now, Zifei is so eager to see you again, but you have been buried in the loess...how can you be willing to make him sad?

"Master He, please follow me." The woman cried for a long time before she stood up.

"Okay." He Yunqing walked out after her, and the moment they went out to close the door, the wax light on both sides of the tablet flickered.

Stepping into another room, it was neatly arranged, two robes were laid out on the bed, as if two people were sleeping on the same couch, and a flute and Guqin were placed on the couch beside it.

"This is..." For some reason, He Yunqing suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

There seemed to be a picture of Zifei living here, and a man went in and out with him.

Get up together, eat together, play together... each other's eyes are intertwined, loving each other.

"Mr. He, please sit down." The woman poured him a cup of tea and stood aside. It was difficult for He Yunqing to sit down for a while.

"Your maidservant is just a maidservant, so you don't have to be polite, Mr. He." The woman said respectfully, and then she said quietly, "This is the room where you lived when you were alive. After your son's accident 20 years ago, the world only regarded it as bad luck. It's not as good as one day, the master moved his family to another place. The prince has a deep affection for the young master, and he has defied the emperor's orders several times to stay here. Because I watched the young master being snatched away by the ghost king, But powerless, heartache and regret also stayed."

"Hey..." He Yunqing heard something stuck in his throat, and finally turned into a sigh.

"Young Master He, can you tell this servant?" The woman choked, "What happened to my young master? Why has he refused to come back?"

He Yunqing's eyes were swollen and painful, and he tried to swallow the soreness, and said, "Zifei is...not good, very bad. The corpse has been trapped there by the ghost king and cannot escape. I came to look for the prince, and I wanted to find a way to rescue him together. of."

"It turns out that the young master..." The woman's eyes flashed, and she said urgently, "Then what should I do, the prince has already... slaves are going to save the young master!"

As she was about to run out, He Yun quickly grabbed her, "Wait a minute! Zifei is now under the control of the ghost king, I'm afraid it's not something you and I can fight."

"My poor son." The woman's tears fell again, "That's what to do."

He Yunqing also couldn't think of a way, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Now that the prince is gone, after two days, I'm afraid that Zi Fei... will go to the underworld with the ghost king, and he will never be reborn at that time."

"Yong, Shi, no, get, Chao, Sheng?" The woman staggered back a few steps in disbelief, her lips trembling, "Master, he..."

He Yun raised his eyes and looked around the room again, suddenly made up his mind, "I will not let Zifei and the Ghost King go! I must save him, even if the prince is gone, I will drag him and escape from there!"

"Master He, wait a moment." The woman suddenly remembered something, and wiped some tears with her sleeve.He ran to the bookcase, took out hundreds of letters from the drawer and put them on the table.

He Yunqing looked at the handwriting on it and asked, "This is?"

The woman quickly replied, "This is the letter that the prince wrote to the young master every day during his lifetime. Please take a look, Mr. He, maybe they can be of help."

Peeping at other people's privacy is always a bad behavior, but for Zifei... He Yunqing struggled a bit, and finally decided, "This... okay."

He picked up one and unfolded it.

Zifei.

This is the No. 18 day when you and I were separated. We should have been married and married.

When you were still by my side, we looked forward to playing together and watching the sunrise and sunset together... But now your piano is still there, but I can no longer find your shadow.

I am more than countless, I saw you dressed in white clothes like snow, sitting in front of the couch playing the piano, smiling at me with lowered eyebrows.But every time you are just a phantom, when I approach, you will float away like the wind.

I obviously fall asleep thinking of you every day, but why is there always no you in my dreams? When I wake up, nothing but the coolness by the bedside is the endless night.

I miss you so much, it turns out that lovesickness is so painful, I don't know if we will meet again in this life?

Second letter.

Zifei.

Today is the seventh day of July, Qixi Festival.

For the first time, I am so envious of Cowherd and Weaver Girl. They even know that each other is on the other side of the galaxy and can meet today, but where are you?

We had made an appointment to watch lanterns and take a cruise together on this day, but there were people coming and going on the street, and I was the only one who was drunk alone.

My Zifei, come back quickly and return to my arms.

The third letter.

Zifei, you and I have been separated for half a year.

From summer to winter, the leaves turn emerald, to wither, to hoarfrost.

For more than 180 days, I was chaotic every day, and I didn't know the taste of food.

are you still thereIf you are already really... But why didn't you even come back to me with your soul?Or give me a dream?

I wanted to look for you again, but I am helpless now, my health is getting worse day by day, and I don't even have the strength to get out of bed.I look out the window and miss you every day, it's you, it's you.

Maybe.

I will see you soon.

Are you waiting for me on the Naihe Bridge?At that time, can we meet each other, drink that bowl of bitter Mengpo soup together, and go to the next life together?

……

Zifei, today is the winter solstice, and it just snowed heavily last night.

When I woke up in the morning, I saw the plum blossoms in the yard blooming very beautifully.

For some reason, the body that had been heavy was much lighter.

I tried to get out of bed, and I actually gained some energy. Could this be a sign of a return to light?

Thinking of this, my mood suddenly became better. Thinking of seeing you soon, thinking that I no longer need to drink nasty wine, to get drunk and forget the fact of losing you, I was so excited...

He Yunqing's hands trembled slightly, his eyes gradually blurred.

If these letters were read by Zifei, he must be in pain...

Why did God let the two people who were supposed to love each other have such a miserable ending.

After reading the last one, silvery moonlight shines on the window sill.

He Yunqing stood up abruptly, put all the letters into the bookcase, and said, "Sister Xi'er, you stay here and wait for me, it's like bringing your young master back."

"I'll go too!" The woman waited for so long, how could she want to stay.

He Yunqing became strict, "No, that's too dangerous!"

"But isn't it dangerous for you alone?" the woman asked worriedly.

"Actually..." He Yun paused for a while before saying, "There is someone who can help, but I need to ask him again... Sister Xi'er, believe me! I will bring Zifei back so that he can be with the prince. buried together."

Although she felt that she shouldn't ask such a question, Xi'er couldn't help but said, "Young Master He, who are you and my Young Master?"

He Yun showed a faint smile, "Zifei and I are confidantes, if he spared my life, I will save his life, time is running out, I can't stay here anymore, I should go!"

After saying that, he stopped staying and rushed out quickly.

The woman went out with him, watching him struggle to get on the horse's back, and then kicked the horse's belly hard.The horse was in pain, raised its front hooves and roared to the sky, then galloped quickly into the night.

The woman clasped her hands together and said silently in her heart, "My lord, if you are the spirit of heaven, you must bless Mr. He and bring him back safely."