I, the ghost hunter, chase my wife thousands of miles away! [Rebirth]

Shao Mubai speculated and asked: "The shopkeeper, do you know him?"

"Not only do you know each other?" The shopkeeper helped the ghost to sit up, and let him rest his hand on the back of his head when he was leaning against the wall. He was considerate and respectful, "I used to meet the young master often when I was serving in the palace."

"Is he the prince?"

"No no! He is the young master invited back by the prince." The shopkeeper quickly denied it, for fear that the other party's words would blaspheme the ghost, and even more afraid of insulting the prince.Come to think of it, he must have been a hearty servant in his youth.

However, the "please" he said was actually bought, but he said it in a tactful way, with a little bit of status.Shao Mobai remembered that when the shopkeeper talked about the first half of his life, he mentioned that his prince brought back a son from outside in a certain year, he was a young lady.

Shao Mubai understood what he meant, and only nodded slowly, "Oh...so that's how it is."

"Correct me, it's not the son." The ghost, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said coldly, his expression was like a bowl of cold water, "It's a man/prostitute."

Shao Mubai could hear the resentment in his words, and said, "It sounds like you have had an unpleasant past."

He was curious and depressed, so he was not in a hurry to accept him.After all, ghosts and demons don't have tear pills around them now, only sporadic small spells that can't turn over wind and waves, and they can't get anywhere if they want to run.

However, he was full of thoughts here, but the little devil next to him said in a very puzzled way:

"Whether you were a son or a prince in the past, the past is like smoke, and it will disperse when the wind blows. All I know is that you have stained countless lives now, and you are a ghost."

His tone was indifferent, like an ice skating on the eaves of a nine-cold sky, it fell down suddenly, pierced through the top of the head, and could kill a person in one fell swoop.

"Ghost...demon?"

This never-before-heard vocabulary made the shopkeeper confused, and a strong emotion welled up in his heart, vaguely unease.

Shao Mubai gave a mocking smile, and explained: "That... is that 'heart-digger' that you often talk about."

The shopkeeper's face turned ashen for a moment, and he turned his eyes to Guiyao's face, as if he didn't believe it, but he couldn't believe it.After being stunned for a long time, he said in a hoarse voice:

"It turned out to be you...It turned out to be you!"

For a moment, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes hurt, "What you said in the palace back then, yes, yes..."

"of course it's true."

The ghost confessed very frankly, and smiled, a gap was opened at the corner of the protruding mouth, which was eerie, as if there were thousands of ghost hands protruding from it.

"By the way, I'll tell you that the first person I killed after my spell completion was Chu You!"

His breath was shallow and inaudible, but his tone was as sharp as a knife, splitting a crack in the air.

Shao Mubai's heart skipped a beat—Chu You is the name of Prince Zhuang.

It was heard that Chu You died suddenly in one summer, and no one knew the cause of death. The great funeral lasted for a whole month, and the crying and howling were so loud.

The shopkeeper was furious, the tendons on his forehead twitched, and he was about to slap him with a raised hand.The hand stopped in mid-air, but finally endured it, closed it tremblingly, wiped it on the face several times, pressed the hand on the eyelid, and buried the head down.His emotions are strong, and he seems to harbor a big secret.

After a while, he got up slowly, the sound of cloth rubbing against each other was very ear-piercing, his stooped old body slowly stood up, as if he was under a huge burden, and his movements were very slow.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Shao. I'll go get something and I'll be back later."

In the huge and silent room, every single sentence is like a heavy hammer falling on a drum, making a loud bang.

After he left and before he came back, the two of them never moved again.It's just that Duan Wuji saw a ghost for the first time, and he felt novelty in his heart. A pair of cold eyes seemed to be lit, bright and clear.

"What's your name?"

Duan Wuji broke the silence, for the first time, the atmosphere of freezing ice was actually broken by Duan Wuji.

Now that the ghost has been subdued, without the bloodthirsty ferocity of before, it is like a small boat that has been drifting for a long time has finally landed and settled down.

He moved the corner of his mouth and said, "Ping Ge."

That's right, when he was a human being in the world, he had a very nice name - Ping Ge.

Duan Wuji then asked: "How long have you been practicing?"

Ping Ge stared blankly at the ground, "20 years."

Twenty years is enough to turn a ghost that can be blown away by the wind into a murderous ghost.

He raised his eyes, looked at Duan Wuji for a while, and said: "I think you have a good spirituality. If you die in the future, you can pick up a tear pill to practice, and the spell designation is higher than mine."

There is a great curse in linking "death" with a living person.However, Duan Wuji did not get angry, but the corners of his lips slanted, and he replied:

"I think so too. But the scourge will last for a thousand years, and I won't die in a short time."

Ping Ge was stunned, and smiled sadly, "You're right. But I can't tolerate those wicked evils left behind..."

Duan Wuji thought of the lonely and helpless Mei Lang in the workshop, and looked at Pingge with pain in his eyes, "You seem to have no right to decide whether Pingge will stay or stay with anyone."

"But I have this ability." Ping Ge raised his heart-digging right hand and looked over and over again. After a long while, he realized his current situation again, and his eyes gradually became lonely, "However, I really didn't guess it. You are pretending to be lovers."

Duan Wuji's eyes dimmed, and he said: "If not, how could I lead you out?"

Ping Ge nodded in agreement, then propped his right hand on the ground, forced himself to sit up straight, and said, "It's not a loss for me to fall into your hands today. Anyway, I've killed so many heartless people, and I've already paid back my capital."

Shao Mobai frowned, and said: "Now that the matter is up to now, you have carried a whole body of blood debt, don't you have any regrets?"

"regret?"

When Pingge heard this word, two mocking laughs burst out of his throat, he paused, his eyes fell on Shao Mengbai's eyes, and said quietly:

"I will treat the world as the world treats me. Feelings are the most sincere thing in general. If they choose to betray, they will have to bear the price of betrayal."

Shao Mubai didn't think so, "The crime of betraying one's heart doesn't lead to death, not to mention the countless people you killed, not everyone betrayed their feelings."

For example, Chang'an, who died in vain in the dark night.

Pingge heard this.He didn't refute, but raised his head with slanted eyes and said:

"I know, but I can't afford to omit it. I would rather kill by mistake than let it go. If I kill one less, I will think, how heartbroken the person betrayed by him is, who will bear the heartache for him? A heartbreaker I have a new love, and I am happy and happy, but how will the abandoned people live, have you ever thought about it?"

His eyes were full of gray, as if he saw the end of the end at a glance.

Shao Zhengbai's eyebrows twitched, "So, you just killed them?"

Ping Ge lifted his chin and said coldly: "They should die."

Shao Mubai could hear the sadness and resentment in his words, and vaguely guessed that his life as a human was not good, so he didn't ask further.

"The grievances of life and death are hard to understand, and you can't understand them. Since you think that those who betray their hearts should be punished, you must also know that you have killed so many people, and you will not end well."

"I know."

Ping Ge's mood was flat, as if he had expected this day long ago.He looked out of the window, as if looking at the rising dawn in the east.

"If you want to take revenge on the devil, you have to become a devil first. As long as I am with you, those people will not dare to live up to their sincerity, and they will not dare to betray their hearts and then go to the market without regret. The world is peaceful, and the feelings are pure. I think it's worth it. What's next? Burn me to ashes or hell, though come on, I'm nothing to fear."

An Ning... But Ping Ge didn't know that it was precisely because of his killing spree that Qiuyang couldn't have peace for a day.Every family is in panic, and there are many newcomers who dare not even get married, and young girls are dragged into old maids.

Shao Mobai didn't talk to him too much, and looked out the door, not knowing how long the shopkeeper would have to look for this thing, so he simply started to get down to business.

So he said to Ping Ge: "I promised not to accept you until the shopkeeper came back, but the tear pill has been in your body for too long, it is inevitable that it will be contaminated with resentment, now I want to cleanse its soul, I hope you can cooperate."

Ping Ge was puzzled, "Cleansing the soul?"

Shao Mubai explained: "It is to eliminate all the memories and grievances you have injected into it. The tear pill is a sacred object in the underworld. Except for its own mana, other things must not be mixed in."

Ping Ge suddenly became nervous, "What about mine?"

Ping Ge lowered his eyes in astonishment, and held back what he wanted to say, "It's okay..."

Shao Mubai thought for a while, guessed his thoughts, and said with relief: "Don't worry, I will cleanse the tear pill, and it will not affect your memory. Unless you eliminate it yourself."

Ping Ge thought for a while and nodded.

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, in those few memories, there are still years that he cherishes very much.

They closed the doors and windows and sat on some stools by the table.Shao Zhengbai poured out all the things in the bag, picking one after another.

Duan Wuji saw that he was confidently picking out a mirror, and asked puzzledly, "Didn't you say that Lord Ming only gave you three things?"

The yin-yang glazed fan, the bloodless bone hairpin, and the antidote to soul poison, other than that, I haven't seen him use the fourth one.

Shao Mubai hummed as a matter of course, "This mirror is called 'Floating Mirror', it was not given by Ming Jun, but Master Zhigui. It can turn memories into clouds and smoke, which will be dispersed by the wind. When the smoke clears, the memories are gone. "

At the end of the room was a low table, against the wall.Shao Mubai asked Ping Ge to sit on it, put the tear pill in his palm, and spread it out.Then he took five steps back and silently recited a spell.

Afterwards, the Floating Life Mirror shot out a dazzling white light, which shot straight at Lei Dan.

In a short while, the tear pill slowly produced a milky white cloud of smoke, which curled up, half-bright and half-obscured, and gradually spread in the mid-air, slowly and leisurely, unexpectedly becoming a moving picture scroll.

The person in the painting laughs and laughs happily in the red mahogany corridor - that is Ping Ge's previous life.

Ah sorry for posting late today!Almost missed ●▽●