Southern Regions, Hyakkido ......

The winter wind, with a slight biting chill in the cold, blew the dead vines and old trees whose leaves had fallen, and a faint crow stood on the branch, hanging its head, looking listless.

"Wuhua, you're naughty again!"

"Grandpa, how can I have it!"

An old and a young, after two voices, a crisp and beautiful girl's voice sounded:

"The servant girl is like a flower, meet the ghost!"

The melodious sound like a brass bell made the old man very happy:

"Hey, hey, it's still a well-behaved flower!"

A hunched back, bald head (shēn), a white cloth belt hanging from a pair of dark black pants, (shēn) material is still very thin old man, sallow yellow with dark skin, like a gossamer, hoarse voice came.

"Grandpa...... You're bullying me with Ruhua again!" the boy named Flowerless complained.

The old man looked at the young man, his face was full of kindness, his eyes were full of pity, and he said: "How can I bully my grandson, it's too late for the little old man to hurt." ”

"Grandpa......" the young man seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

"Practice well. You are still young, and the road ahead is still long......" There was a hint of indescribability in the old man god (qíng), as if he was trying to hide the misfortune in his heart and comfort the young man.

"The world is unfair! I have no flowers to stand on ......my own," the young man said stubbornly.

The old man's thin and pointed head was bare and shiny, and it seemed that he had barely swallowed his last breath, and many teeth had fallen out of his mouth, especially the two yellow front teeth.

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the young man, his voice small and low, and he was very painful: "Hugh is going to mess around! Grandpa is gone!"

After speaking, the old man moved lightly, and his (shēn) shadow moved in vain, as if a strong (yīn) wind was passing by, and the sleeping crow on the dead branches was instantly awakened, fluttering its wings and screaming and flying away.

The old man disappeared in an instant.

"Grandpa......" The boy was still stubborn, shouting towards the vanished (shēn) 影任 (xìng).

"Childe, the ghost is gone!" next to the boy was a girl named Ruhua.

"Hmph, every time you curry favor in front of your grandfather, I will always be scolded!" the young man Wuhua scolded the girl loudly, and his voice was full of dissatisfaction and resentment.

"Childe, you have wronged your maidservant like a flower!"

"Grandpa smiles so happily at you every time, and when he looks at me, he has a sad face, and you still say no! You are still there to complain!" The young man was even more angry, and his voice was louder.

"Childe, there really isn't a flower!" The girl was so nervous that she knelt on the ground and sobbed:

"Ruhua is just a servant girl, it was picked up by the ghost master, the ghost master is happy to see me, that is the servant girl is loyal to the son, the ghost master is not happy, it must be his old man is troubled. ”

"You have a reason every time!" the young man roared, brushing his sleeves and turning (shēn) away, still complaining in his mouth: "You lie to me every time!"

"Childe! Ruhua is really wronged, Ruhua is sincere to Childe, heaven and earth can be learned, if I lie, I can't die, the sky thunders!"

The girl still knelt down and bowed her head, telling that the young man was already full of anger and went away angrily......

I don't know how long it took, but the frightened crow flew back again, lowered its head on the same branch, and took a nap.

The wind blows more and more fiercely, blowing the bare branches whirring.

The girl knelt on the ground and cried and pleaded guilty, and then disappeared the young man in front of her, and she got up in a panic (shēn) and ran after her to find it.

The young man, who felt wronged, walked through several dilapidated and old wooden houses, which were covered with spider silk and dust, and at first glance knew that they had been deserted for a long time, and there were no people.

The young man walked to a large house, pushed open two wide and heavy wooden doors from the middle, and after a creak, he walked straight into a ancestral hall.

Inside, the square is full of rows and rows, densely packed with a lot of spirit cards, intricately placed, some of them are old, and they are even staggered with each other, and the surface is also covered with dust and cobwebs.

It seems that this dilapidated scene is simply deliberately artificial, deliberately not cleaned.

The boy knelt on his knees in front of one of the brighter tablets, and then said, "Father, please forgive the child for being unfilial!"

After saying a good word, the young man resolutely got up (shēn) and walked briskly towards the southwest corner of the ancestral hall.

Coming to a very inconspicuous wall, the young man pushed with both hands and opened the door of a secret room hidden in the wall.

By the dim light, the young man walked inside, and in the small space, there were three tall coffins with a dark color neatly placed side by side.

The boy stood in front of the three black coffins, then knelt down crying.

"Second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, you are the only one in this world who is really (ài) without flowers, really understand without flowers, support and trust without flowers!"

The boy wept in front of the three tall black coffins, confiding (qíng) and venting his dissatisfaction. The secret room was extremely quiet, and even the slightest sound made by the young man could be heard clearly.

In the dimly lit secret room, the three black coffins displayed side by side looked extremely quiet and terrifying in the darkness.

After the young man finished venting, he wiped away the tears that fell from the corners of his eyes, and he suddenly became strong and solemn:

"Three uncles, we are obviously human beings, but the world always says that we are ghosts, which is so unfair!

So Wuhua had an idea in his heart, I want to create a sect, and I have already thought of the name, it will be called the 'Three Realms Gate'.

I'm going to collect all the elites and loyal people of the Ghost Hall, and officially appear in the world as a new (shēn) part, to prove and get rid of the world's disrespectful names for us, do you think?"

After the young man spoke for a while, the three tall black coffins in the dim secret room suddenly shook together and made a squeaking sound.

The young man called Wuhua Hall, seeing this, suddenly had a bright smile on his face, and even his eyes were bright with joy.

"Great, I know that the second uncle, the third uncle, the fourth uncle, you are the most painful and the most aware of Wuhua. I told my grandfather several times before, and he always said that I was a kid fooling around, and he always looked unhappy. ”

After Wuhua saw that the three black coffins had reacted, his face was full of excitement, and even tears seemed to flow out again, and he said excitedly:

"I also ask the three uncles to listen to Wuhua again, the name of the 'Three Realms Gate' given by my nephew is intended to show the way of the three worlds of pedestrians, ghosts and gods to my door from now on, and I Wuhua will also be called Skywalker from now on, and I will definitely make the world in heaven and earth look at it from scratch!

I don't know if the three uncles think it's appropriate for my nephew to suggest this, but if you agree with Wuhua, please give me another hint. ”

After the young man finished speaking, the three black coffins in the secret room, in the dark silence, suddenly trembled again, and even jumped, and there were hoarse roars from the coffins.

When Wuhua saw it, he immediately burst into flames, and happily kowtowed to the three black coffins a few times, and then got up (shēn) and left.

Shortly after the boy left, a ghostly (shēn) shadow flashed and appeared in vain in the secret room.

At this moment, the door of the secret room was tightly closed, and no one knew where this (shēn) shadow came from or how it entered the secret room.

The shadow that appeared in front of the black coffin, thin and crooked, was the old ghost of the Hundred Ghost Hall, and the disciples and some people in the world called him the ghost master, and there were also monks of the same generation, who all called him the old ghost.

I saw the ghost master bow (shēn) with his hands behind his back, and from his small eyes, two shining green lights suddenly appeared, and he looked at the three black coffins one by one.

Under the eyes of the ghost master, the three coffins were extremely quiet, and they didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

The ghost master closed his gaze, turned his back to the three coffins and said:

"The three of you all give me some peace, don't help Wuhua's anger anymore, but I still remember your eldest brother's death, it was because you helped him make trouble, that you lost your life!"

The ghost master's voice was very weak, but it was faintly full of sternness and unquestionable meaning.

After the ghost master spoke, the three black coffins still did not move, as if they were all reflecting in silence.

After a brief remark, the shadow of the ghost master (shēn) flashed and suddenly disappeared from the secret room, but the door was still closed, and there was no sign of opening or closing the door.

The three black coffins in the room are more silent and deeper (yīn......

"Young master, I've finally found you!" the girl named Ruhua gasped and ran forward:

"But if you lose your son, you won't be able to pay the difference in the ghost master. ”

"Ruhua, let me tell you, the second uncle, the third uncle, and the fourth uncle have all agreed, and from now on, I Wuhua will be the master of the Three Realms Gate, and you will call me Skywalker!"

This young man looks like he is in his twenties, with a plucked nose (tǐng) and a handsome face, and (shēn) is dressed in white clothes.

"The servant girl is like a flower, meet the childe Skywalker!" After hearing this, Ruhua immediately knelt down and worshipped.

"Alright, get up. I think you have followed me for many years, and now I will include you in my Three Realms Gate, you are the first person under my door!"

When the girl heard this, she paused for a moment, and then immediately responded: "Playboy Skywalker, beautiful and beautiful, strong in cultivation, defeat the monks of the same generation in the Southern Regions, invincible in the world!"

"Well, although you are always lying to me, but this time I know you are telling the truth, so don't hurry up!" the young man looked happy and satisfied.

"Xie Gongzi!" the girl called Ruhua had a strong voice and stood up (shēn).

Just as the pair of masters and servants were reconciled again, the ghost master quietly appeared next to the two (shēn) again, and heard a weak and hoarse voice say:

"Ruhua, grandpa has something to tell you. ”

The people of the Hundred Ghost Hall, who have long been accustomed to ghosts and ghosts, are no longer strange, and they do not have the slightest sense of fright.

After hearing about it, Ruhua was very close to looking back:

"Grandpa, you're here again, tell me what's going on. ”

I saw that the ghost master was very meaningful, and seemed to have a trace of pity, and said:

"That's right, it's the season of mining for the Demon Spirit Flowers in the Southern Regions again, and every time each family, five Creation Realm monks will be arranged to go inside to pick flowers.

You and Ruhua have also arrived in the Creation Realm, and this time Grandpa wants you to go both, on behalf of our Hundred Ghost Hall, which can be regarded as an experience and growth for the two of you.

How?"

"Grandpa said whatever he wanted. Ruhua replied quickly: "But grandpa must promise me something!"

"Or is it your Three Realms Gate?" the ghost master couldn't laugh or cry.

"Exactly!" Wuhua was very interested: "If grandpa doesn't agree to grandpa's matter, grandchildren won't agree to grandpa's business!"

"Heh-" The ghost master laughed dryly, and shook his head helplessly: "Grandpa promised you that it is, but you don't have to forget the business!"

"Grandson, remember!" Wuhua said happily:

"I also have to ask grandpa to find three more people, I already have flowers, and after I have five people, I will arrange for my Three Realms Gate to be rectified, and then I will go to pick flowers on behalf of grandpa." ”

"Say okay!" The ghost master was also a little happy, and his voice was raised in vain.

I saw that the ghost master made a move of his thin and almost withered hand, and from the nearby bushes or dirt ground, three shadows (shēn) suddenly appeared.

The three monks of the Hundred Ghost Hall came to the ghost master (shēn), bowed (shēn) together, and said, "The three ghosts of the green forest, see the ghost master, see the childe!"

"No courtesy, from now on, your three ghosts will work together to assist Gongzi in his cultivation, and in the early summer of next year, they will enter the Void Realm to pick spirit flowers together!"

The ghost lord looked towards the flowerless, very deep (qíng) and attentive look, and then turned (shēn) and quietly left.

"Yes!"

"Thank you, grandpa!"

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