Unlike the bustle of the night market, Dongling Mountain is only a little dimly lit, and if there are no fireflies in the bushes, it may be even more dim.

The car was parked at the lower part of the mountain road, on the left side of the foothills, and two people sat in the car resting quietly, precipitating the long-lost excitement.

"You don't wonder why I always like this, I don't look like a girl. Chu Xiaoxin's face was a little red when she said this, sometimes even she felt that her style was really not like words, Meng Chenxi has been a good girl since she was a child, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, elegant like a little fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, she has always liked to run and jump, chop sandbags with boys, kick ball, and practice taekwondo.

She and Meng Chenxi have been classmates since elementary school, and as the children of wealthy families, they always spend a lot of money to provide the best education for their children, at least they will show others the kind of treatment that everyone's children should have.

They were even in the same class in high school, but the relationship has not been very harmonious, Chu Xiaoxiao always felt that her indifferent appearance was too high-minded, and she treated all boys and girls indifferently, arrogant like a peacock dancing alone.

In fact, she knew that she was jealous of Meng Chenxi in her heart, and she also envied her, because that was the most perfect posture that a woman should have, the so-called ladies and daughters were probably like this, sometimes she showed a smile, and even Chu Xiaoxiao, a girl, felt excited.

Zhou Zixuan didn't know that she had thought so much, she just thought she was shy, and said: "It's okay, everyone is different, if you become the same as others for some things, you will no longer be yourself, people live to have personality, I quite appreciate you." ”

Chu Xiaoxiao's face turned red, and he said angrily: "I actually said it so ambiguously, but you are right, I just want to live with some passion, at least, so that every day of life can be kept in my mind." Even if it is sealed one day, I have exclusive pride. ”

She looked at the moon hanging alone on the branches, looked at the time again, and said, "Go back quickly, if it's too late, your girlfriend will be in trouble with me." ”

Zhou Zixuan smiled helplessly, no matter how many times he was with her, Liuli was his girlfriend as if it was a nail in the coffin, imprinted in her heart.

Twisted the car key, the car started again, was about to step on it, glanced at the reflector, and instantly braked the car, he caught a glimpse of a figure from the rearview mirror, in the small red pavilion on the hillside, and said suspiciously: "Hey, is that? There are still people in the mountain?"

Seeing his solemn expression, he didn't seem to be lying deliberately, and asked slightly: "Are you kidding, maybe someone will come during the day, this big night, how can anyone be here? There are no residential houses around here, and there is no parking, I saw it wrong!"

Zhou Zixuan pointed out the car window, the small pavilion on the mountain, "The one dressed in red should be a person." ”

"Red" Chu Xiaoxiao shuddered, she had read a lot of horror novels, and many of the scenes were a man covered in blood standing on the side of the road. She seemed bold, but she was also a woman, and she didn't dare to turn her head back, and asked, "No head?"

"I couldn't see clearly, it was obscured by my hair, and my hair seemed to be red. The distance was too far, Zhou Zixuan adjusted the rearview mirror, and he still couldn't see it so clearly.

"Don't talk about it, we're going to have nightmares if we talk about it, let's go back. ”

"Aren't you looking for excitement?" Zhou Zixuan laughed, he had learned to overcome fear since he was frightened in Hengshan, "A lot of fear comes from psychological suggestion and non-facts. ”

After Chu Xiaoxiao heard what he said, he had a sudden feeling, the feeling of fear was no longer there, and his heart became a little longing, "Well, yes, if you can see ghosts, you can count yourself as seeing things that others have never seen, and if you really have a soul after death, maybe... ”

"Well, it's changing so fast. Zhou Zixuan was stunned by her three-hundred-and-sixty-degree transformation, and was so scared to shrink into a ball just now, but now he actually began to look back.

Chu Xiaoxiao is no longer afraid, she has more fearful things than ghosts and gods. Slowly turned his head away, looking at the dark red figure under the moonlight, the cold wind blowing the long blood-red hair, and looked carefully.

"She's still moving, she's really red-clothed and red-haired, what are you doing sitting in the pavilion so late? I'll take a look!" Chu Xiaoxiao opened the car door directly.

"Hey, be careful. Zhou Zixuan also chased after her, this girl was scared to death just now, but now she is so active.

Zhou Zixuan stood in front of Chu Xiaoxiao, and the two of them quietly walked towards this figure with curiosity, if outsiders looked at it, the two of them were more like thieves, hiding in the grass and secretly staring at that figure.

“

The dawn of winter is close to dusk, and the spring is full of dust.

The barren mound and lonely grave are swaying at night, and the carved railings are sparse and the moon is mottled.

The flowers on the shore of the Yaoqin elegy are blooming, and the sweet wine is slightly cool.

Caressing the wisps of gold is not there, and there is no Du Niang in autumn.

The remnant candle faintly shimmers in the pavilion and listens to the wind, and the condensation is long and the poem blows through.

The time does not wait, and the dead vines and remnants of the road wander.

The rooster is singing and the sun is bright, and the good horse is a wolf.

At the beginning of this body, he should be young, and he will fight the enemy with long tasseled iron armor.

Clear eyebrows and shallow smile reflect the sun, red ripples and water build cold.

Hardship and solitude contempt for constant, the sunset in the Tang Dynasty is desolate.

”

A beautiful voice came from the figure, a kind of silence.

"I heard that this ghost can also compose poems, the poems are about hanging Du Qiuniang, the one with golden clothes. Could it be a ghost of the Tang Dynasty!" Chu Xiaoxiao knows a little about history, and she used to study very seriously.

Zhou Zixuan's observation point was different, and he pointed to the shadow at the red-haired woman's feet and said, "Is it good to have a little common sense, this is clearly a person, don't you see a shadow?"

"Ghosts must have no shadows? Your common sense was taught by the biology teacher?" Zhou Zixuan and Chu Xiaoxiao argued in the grass, and the more they talked, the louder they became.

"Since you're here, why don't you come and talk to my 'ghost' for a while?"

The cold and ethereal voice remembered, "Ah!!" Chu Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she sat directly in the grass, she was so duplicitous.

Then he hurriedly covered his mouth, knowing that the voice just now had exposed the two.

Zhou Zixuan helped Chu Xiaoxiao up, walked behind the red-haired woman, and said, "I'm sorry, it's a little strange to see you here alone, I'm disturbed!"

Chu Xiaoxiao pulled Zhou Zixuan's sleeve tightly, for fear that the woman in front of her would turn around and still look like her hair or something terrifying.

The autumn wind blew through, and both of them felt a little chill in their hearts.

The red-haired woman turned around, completely different from what Chu Xiaoxiao thought, with her phoenix eyes and light eyebrows and a shallow smile, revealing a kind of bewitching and charming beauty, as if it seduced people's souls, which made Zhou Zixuan throb a little, and secretly sighed that she was simply a natural stunner.

"It's so beautiful!" Chu Xiaoxiao half-opened her mouth, she couldn't believe it, everything she saw in front of her made her even more sure that it must be a female ghost in front of her, or something like a sperm, otherwise where would there be such a beautiful woman, with soft and flowing red hair, which made her firmly believe that it was definitely not dyed, as if she should have red hair.

Zhou Zixuan was restless in his heart at the same time, but also secretly calm, he couldn't understand what this strange woman in front of him was doing? Generally, a normal woman would definitely not react this way when she saw two sneaky people, not to mention, there was that woman who would be alone in this wilderness and chant poems and admire the moon, and she was so good that she was really not afraid of attracting a few perverts.

"Sister, are you really a ghost?" Chu Xiaoxiao asked weakly.

"yes" The red-haired woman smiled and nodded, gesturing to the two stone benches across from her and motioning for them to sit down.

The red-haired woman glanced at Zhou Zixuan, and saw that his hands were very straight, and his feet were standing one after the other, "Don't be so vigilant, even if you really want to do it, you can't even stop me at this moment, that Tai Chi posture must not be useful." ”

Zhou Zixuan frowned, this person in front of him was so powerful, her body seemed to be weak and pitiful, and her behavior was natural, but there was no flaw in her body, and she felt that if the other party wanted his life, he didn't even have the strength to resist. After struggling for a while, he sat down and asked, "What are you doing here at night alone?"

"In memory of an old friend, don't you think it's the most peaceful time here?" the woman stroked her red hair, her eyes filled with sadness and sadness.

"Is it Du Qiuniang?" asked Chu Xiaoxiao.

The red-haired woman nodded slightly, "Yes, my good teacher in music and rhythm is also a confidant, I will come here every year today, the former Tanzhou has long changed, but people always miss the old, some people have some things, and they can't forget it for a lifetime." ”

Zhou Zixuan always felt that this woman looked at him as if he was nothing, which made him feel a little hairy, he originally refused to believe what she said, it was a fantasy, but the true feelings revealed were true.

"Sister, are you a ghost of the Tang Dynasty?" Chu Xiaoxiao asked, "When a person dies, does he really have a soul?" ”

Zhou Zixuan looked at this stupid girl and really believed that she was a ghost, if the Tang Dynasty also had perfume and mulberry cicada silk fabric, then the industry of the Tang Dynasty could simply dominate the world.

"Hehe, if you believe it, then there must be. I'm not from Don, I'm from Khotan. ”

Zhou Zixuan and Chu Xiaoxiao didn't know where Khotan was, Zhou Zixuan was just a little familiar with the name of this place, and he planned to go back and check it.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go back!" Zhou Zixuan felt that this woman was really mentally abnormal, he was beside her, and his heart began to roll inexplicably, shaking badly, but out of concern for a girl, he still asked: "Where are you going? We can take you for a ride." ”

"No need, I just want to be here alone and quiet, you guys go back!"

Zhou Zixuan nodded, pulled Chu Xiaoxiao and left, opened the car door, didn't think about it, just drove away, stayed by her side for a moment longer, the feeling of suffocation was one more point, he didn't sweat even when he exercised vigorously, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

"Why are you so bothered?" Just after Zhou Zixuan and the others left, a cold voice sounded from behind the red-haired woman, and at the same time, a white-clothed figure like snow seemed to appear out of thin air and stood behind the red-haired woman.

"Aren't you the same, he has the smell of Xiaoliu, and that girl kisses you. The red-haired woman threw the flask over and was taken by a hand as white as jade, "Drink some and remember the years the three of us spent together." ”

"It's been so long, I've forgotten it. The woman placed a glittering sword on the stone table, sat down beside her, and took the flask.

"Then what are you crying for? Let people know that you are so crying that they will laugh at you, after all, you are the strongest. ”