The merchant suddenly felt a burst of blood pouring into his mouth, his mind suddenly cleared, he sat up calmly, only to see the leopard-eyed man staring at the sky with a pair of big eyes blankly, his throat rustled, only the breath came out but not the breath entered, the merchant's spirit relaxed slightly, recalling the first scene like a dream, the merchant bounced up instantly, and the goddess of Loulan was dying of herself, like a gossamer. The merchant picked up the Loulan Goddess, hurriedly tore off his clothes to help her bandage, and blamed himself with grief and indignation in his heart, at this time, when the Loulan Goddess was bleeding like a note and had fallen into a dying, he waved his hand to stop it, "The knife wound is not a big deal, but the poisonous hair is about to be in vain, and there is no need to waste your efforts", after speaking, the corners of his mouth continued with a slight smile, ' When I first saw Engong, his temperament was elegant and unruly, and he was chivalrous and chivalrous, which was quite in line with my heart, but unfortunately the Han family etiquette did not dare to cross it, and I did not dare to cross it. But I don't know why the king is a faint king, the people are fishy, the people are good people, and they surpass them, and the goddess is proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. The goddess said miserably, 'You, I, have gone astray, Buddha, what the Tao expounds is the ideal world of the saint, which exists in the imagination, and you and I live in the moment, you fight for me, and you cheat me. Greed and selfishness are extremely arrogant in the hearts of every individual. You and I are destined to be intolerable to the world', the goddess coughed in one breath. The merchant hurriedly stopped, and the goddess suddenly seemed to be in good spirits, and when the merchant saw this, he knew that he had returned to the light, and became more and more sad, and the goddess did not care about the quiet words, 'Since there is no noble or low, everyone is equal, and we must strive to be a man of men, in fact, words are illusory, and deeds can represent reality'. The merchant nodded in approval, and the goddess was a little shy and embarrassed and said, "I am also a Daigo initiation, once I had an epiphany, maybe it is good for people to die, I wait for death, Engong might as well burn the body, stay for a while, and wait until he is healthy, and then leave, so as not to harm others', the merchant smiled bitterly, "When I fell into the first place, my wife sneered and said that it was to inspire me, and my parents worked hard for a lifetime, and I was hot-headed and thought of being rich and rivaling the country regardless of fame, and I responded to the call before and after, and now it is difficult to achieve achievements for more than ten years, and I finally feel unbearable." All fame and achievement seem to be aimed at improving one's status, showing one's own success and superiority. It's embarrassing. However, when I woke up, I suddenly became cynical, and my dirty heart was hidden in my sloppy appearance and gorgeous words'. The goddess's eyes were full of love and hate, and a large amount of blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and the merchant was still shocked despite the preparations in his heart, and beat his chest and said, 'The goddess and I talk about the Tao, but I am a confidant in my life, and the priest is the one who knows that he has died, and the woman is the one who pleases herself. Fly flies in the vast land get up early and are greedy like the walking dead, imagine such a bleak and hypocritical life, what joy is life, what is the fear of death, 'The merchant sprouts life and death, the goddess coughed several times in a hurry, splashed a lot of blood, opened her mouth and gasped for breath, maybe the abdomen was colic, and her body trembled, the merchant couldn't bear it, and suddenly saw the goddess motionless, thinking that she was dead. The merchant watched as he heard the goddess's lips move, and the merchant put his ear into her lips, 'The Great Moon Clan, the Earth Shatter River, the Aradine Divine Lamp, after saying this, the goddess seems to have fallen asleep and cannot sleep for a long time.

The merchant was grief-stricken and took the goddess into the house, there was a sarcophagus and a huge monument in the house, the merchant placed the goddess of Loulan and cleaned up the hut again, and since then he has been thinking about it behind closed doors, and he is getting more and more tired of the world. After a few months, I saw that the body of the goddess did not rot or smell, and I was even more respectful of a god. The merchant fasted and bathed and stabbed himself to death.

The ghost woman talked to herself and gradually fell into the realm of self-forgetfulness, Zhuo Yiwen sat quietly on the sand push and did not dare to disturb, and after a long time, the desert gradually fell silent, and the mist was thick. Zhuo Yiwen peeked at the ghost woman, and her face became more and more penetrating. The ghost woman was originally talking to herself aimlessly in the sand, and suddenly glanced at Zhuo Yiwen with cold eyes, Zhuo Yiwen suddenly felt that her eyes were cold and cold, and the ghost woman suddenly said, "Xianggong, my life's perseverance and fame and fortune, who has harmed whom, am I wrong, life is short and the love of children and daughters is long, I don't know how to cherish it but I don't know how to cherish it, and I can't live if I do it." The ghost woman walked towards the depths of the desert with a mournful voice.

Zhuo Yiwen escaped inexplicably, but he was a little sad but also a little lost, and suddenly saw a gust of wind on the flat ground, and the ghost woman was like a spinning top. Zhuo Yiwen looked at it for a long time, seeing that the sky was faint again, Zhuo Yiwen lay down again, the wind blew the yellow sand and the cold rose again, Zhuo Yiwen suffered in the cold wind until dawn, and suddenly opened up in front of him, a sand pit of dozens of square meters was like a palace, Zhuo Yiwen felt strange in his heart, turned over and jumped into the sand pit, half a stone tablet was half covered and half closed, and a few traditional Chinese characters were written on it. The years are long in the sand, and the tomb is long. Zhuo Yiwen pondered repeatedly and felt a little weird, but he was still confused, and he didn't want to dwell on it for too long, so he began to clean up the sand pit. A quaint bronze mirror is presented in front of him one by one, Zhuo Yiwen has seen it roughly and does not feel Tang Wu, but some of the later utensils are alternative to some bed supplies and some palace stone carvings, lifelike and vivid, Zhuo Yiwen is meaningless to appreciate, the so-called full of warmth and desire to win, hunger and cold only left the instinct to survive, Zhuo Yiwen gradually got tired of it, he sat quietly in the corner of the pit and thought about how to get out of the extreme place of the desert, meditating the three poles in China and Japan, the scorching heat came in waves, Zhuo Yiwen Zang to a shady pit corner, he heard the hourglass sound of rustling, Zhuo Yiwen followed the sound to see a small child corpse, floating out of the sand, The child's corpse was half squatting and half brittle and did not rot, and the yellow sand in the seven holes was scattered outward, Zhuo Yiwen was secretly surprised, it was the legendary beauty. Zhuo Yiwen was guessing, when he saw several snake heads sticking out of the seven orifices of the child's corpse, hanging upside down in his ears, mouth and nose, as if he was enjoying the cold. Zhuo Yiwen was dumbfounded, at this time there was a loud roar, the few small snakes disappeared instantly, it seemed that the mountain rain wanted to come from the momentum of thunder, a rattlesnake more than a foot long meandered, Zhuo Yiwen had never seen such a big rattlesnake in his life, it was really the king of snakes, the tail trembled and the gravel flying field was extraordinary. The rattlesnake's eyes burned, shooting out a deep gaze, and a snake core kept flickering as if it was exploring the unknown world, and it crawled in.

Zhuo Yiwen saw that he was about to run, he felt that his legs were weak, and he couldn't exert his strength along the edge of the pit, Zhuo Yiwen became more and more chaotic, and he collapsed to the ground in a hurry, rattlesnakes meandered, and the reptile qi came in the wind, which was fishy and disgusting. Seeing a 180-degree huge mouth rushing straight into his eyes, the two sharp front teeth were crystal clear, and there seemed to be meat chips between the teeth, Zhuo Yiwen's soul was scattered, and he knew that he would die, and his eyes were closed. I just felt that the fishy wind was blowing in my face. Zhuo Yiwen closed his eyes for a long time, and there was no movement left and right. Half-believing opened his eyes, the snake's head retracted again, and looked at Zhuo Yiwen with a tiger's eye and seemed to be quite unwilling, Zhuo Yiwen was so strange, boldly looked at it, the lower part of the snake was tied to a silver chain, and the silver chain extended to the edge of an ancient well. The snake suddenly became furious, the tail grew like a long whip, the sand marks were as deep as a ditch, the sand was like a re-planing, Zhuo Yiwen was shocked to see it, at this time, the bones in the sand rolled out of a jar, the size of the human figure was pitch black, rolling to Zhuo Yiwen's feet, Zhuo Yiwen was a little flustered at the beginning, with his feet, the mud seal at the mouth of the altar spread out, poking out two half-cut corpses, two dry corpses with very different postures, one with a snake head and a human body, one petite and pleasant. Zhuo Yiwen became more and more frightened in his heart.

Zhuo Yiwen was hesitating, suddenly heard a squeak, the wind in the desert was strong, a flat boat came from the desert as if it was on water, and when it came close, the wind suddenly disappeared and a ghost woman came down from the boat, which was the original ghost woman. Zhuo Yiwen was frightened when the ghost woman went and came back, only to see that the ghost woman Jing and the last time were judged to be the two of them, ignoring him, her eyes were cold, staring at the two dried corpses shining. The mouth whispered: 'If you have the intention to plant flowers and flowers do not bloom, you have no intention of planting willows and willows. The times, the opportunity is a success', the voice did not fall to the sky and smiled, Zhuo Yiwen looked at her inexplicably with an ignorant expression, and the ghost woman yelled with a cold face, "Dead boy, don't jump down the well quickly, or your mother-in-law will suck your blood and eat you alive", Zhuo Yiwen was stunned for a moment, and before she came back to her senses, the ghost woman continued to shout; "Don't jump quickly, test your mother-in-law's patience," Zhuo Yiwen cried and said with a sad face, "You just killed me, but you want me to commit suicide, I have the courage to commit suicide, why should I suffer in the world, chasing fame and fortune." What's more, the mountains and rivers are far away and run into the desert to commit suicide, isn't it useless to spend such strength to add to the laughing stock', the ghost woman said viciously; "Don't be poor, jump and jump so hard", Zhuo Yiwen was a little undisciplined, and said in a muffled voice, "If you want me to commit suicide, don't rub it off, you might as well experience it first, let me admire your greatness", the ghost woman was furious and pressed forward step by step, Zhuo Yiwen shrank in the corner of the pit and retreated unavoidably, suddenly flying sand flooded, quickly condensed in the air, and a big sand hoe fell down, Zhuo Yiwen was about to die on the spot.

Zhuo Yiwen opened his mouth and raised his head to die, and in an instant there was a mouthful of yellow sand, Zhuo Yiwen stared at the nitrile again, the ghost woman had already fought with the rattlesnake to one place, the sand pit was getting bigger and bigger, Zhuo Yiwen also took advantage of the situation to pop out of the sand pit, and he was about to flee in a hurry, and he heard the sound of bones hundreds of meters away, the jar rolled from behind, and two dried corpses slipped out of the altar and lay in front of Zhuo Yiwen, Zhuo Yiwen mourned in his heart, beat his chest and said, ' There is a wrong, there is a debtor, two plague gods, our well water does not violate the river water, why bother to force each other, and cherish it', after speaking, he turned his head and ran, and he heard a bang, and he hit the ghost woman. To be continued, Wang Xiang's works, pen name reminiscences of red leaves, hug Pu Zhi to greet you.