More than 600 years ago.

"Have you heard, last night's Zhongyuan Night, the ghost Yueli ate a lot of people, and the Xiang clan was miserable this time. ”

"That's the Xiang clan of Yin'an's largest clan, but I didn't expect to be slaughtered in my own courtyard. ”

"If they are slaughtered, forget it, they will be devoured alive by the moon fence! It is said that someone passed by and peeked at it, and the corpse of Man Zhaizi was cut off from his arm, which was extremely tragic!"

"But didn't the prince of Fu Xue take the Xiang clan to give the moon fence and a salute last night?"

The other party paused, and deliberately lowered his voice and said: "The Xiang clan did this time to invite you into the urn, but they didn't expect to set themselves on fire and make a big loss-making deal. ”

"Ahh......h I don't know if I'm a sacrifice of the Xiang tribe?"

"Whoever will be willing to be sacrificed, there is no one in this world who spares his life. Tsk, it's just a pity that he is in the prime of his life, and the noble and elegant Xiang clan's son-in-law, Fu Xuegongzi, finally raised a ghost servant with his own hands, but he lost his life!"

"It is said that Fu Xue Gongzi died in a terrible state, and half of his head was bitten off. ”

There was a lament.

"That's why I say that this goblin is a wolf cub who is not well raised, and that it is a vulgar thing. ”

"Who says it isn't, if it weren't for the fear of us humans, I'm afraid we would have been eaten by those wild ghosts and there would be no bones left. ”

Someone asked curiously: "By the way, Fu Xue Gongzi is dead, what about the ghost Moon Fence, is she dead?"

"She has the blood of the Ancestor of the Powerful Ghost in her body, who can help her!"

"I heard that the ghost courtyard that went to clean the scene didn't find the body of Fu Xue Gongzi, and some people suspect that he was taken away by Moon Fence. ”

"Although the ghost moon fence is a ghost servant, she ignores humility and admires her master Fu Xue Gongzi, if she really took away the body of Fu Xue Gongzi, it also makes sense. ”

"Who knows, it is a pity that the noble son of Yin'an, who is so peerless and graceful as Fu Xuegongzi, ended up with a corpse that was not returned, which is really regrettable......"

......

More than six hundred years later.

The snow is falling, the mountains are empty and lonely, except for a few sparse silver trees from far and near. The night was wrapped in a white curtain that would never fade, and in the sky where a few stars were scattered, a bright light fell on the horizon, and between the moonlight, the snow melted into one color.

The cold wind howled in his ears, and a little ghost in a rice field stepped on the perennial snow-covered ground, and a pair of smart painted eyes like a fawn looked around vigilantly.

Luckily, there are no other ghosts here......

The little ghost in the rice field felt slightly relieved.

She is a little ghost in the rice field who has lived "perhaps" for hundreds of years, and this "maybe" is her birthplace.

The reason why she is determined by "maybe" about her identity is because her initial memories of coming to this world are not like other ghosts, all of which start from the ghost field that gave birth to ten thousand ghosts.

When she first started her memories of this world, she happened to wake up from an acre of dry rice fields without a single seedling.

She's not a newborn ghost, she just fell asleep at some point, and then woke up again.

There is a ghost about where he came from.,Because of the lack of memory.,The little ghost in the rice field has no way to explore.,Let's just think it's another new life.,She's always been a casual person.。

When he first woke up, the little ghost in the rice field felt as if he had slept for a long time, and when he grew up, his hands and feet to forage for food were not strong at all, and he was hungry for three days.

Later, thanks to her accidentally breaking a ghostless ecstasy array, this kind ghost was fortunate to give her a few small yellow croakers that had long been frosted to satisfy her hunger.

Perhaps because something is better than nothing, the little yellow croaker in the rice field feels that the little yellow croaker is a rare delicacy in the world.

"How should I call you?" asked the fool as he watched the little imp in the rice field stuff the little yellow croaker that was still wrapped in frost into his mouth, and asked curiously.

The little ghost in the rice field devoured it, thinking that his memory began in that acre of rice field, so he said vaguely: "Ah Dao...... You call me Adao......"

"I look at you like this, how many hundred years old, right?"

Ah Tao burped in satisfaction, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The fool used a spell to turn into a mirror, Ah Tao took a closer look, a face with yellow muscles so thin that it was almost not a round face, a pair of frowning eyebrows like caterpillars, and under a beautiful nose the size of a garlic head, there was a small mouth that had just recovered a little blood, and there were a few small yellow croaker crumbs on it.

The whole face is an ordinary ghost face, but the only thing that stands out from the other ghosts is the eyes that shine like a fawn.

Indeed, he is hundreds of years old. Ah Tao sneered while not forgetting to wink playfully at the mirror.

The enlarged face of the idiot suddenly approached, staring at her eyes, showing nervousness: "Take a closer look, your eyes are strange, they look a little like those humans in Yin'an." ”

She withdrew her gaze from the mirror and asked curiously, "Yin'an?"

The whole ghost body of the idiot ghost began to shrink and tremble uncontrollably, and a thick look of fear appeared in his eyes: "Yin'an, the place where humans live, is a place where we low-level ghosts must not easily set foot!"

For some reason, although Ah Tao has no memories of the past, he clearly knows the rules of this world: "People are inferior to ghosts, and any human can easily enslave or kill us." ”

"That's right," hatred appeared in the eyes of the idiot, "such a fate of not being born and dying, I don't know when our ghost clan will be able to break free!"

......

"Goo...... ...... grunt" The hunger pangs that surged up in his stomach again pulled back Ah Dao's thoughts to fly away.

She looked at the bright moon hanging high above her head and sighed.

She hadn't found anything in her stomach for another five days......

This place is located in the west of Yin'an's Guitian Township "Fog City", and the capital city "Yin'an" has four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, fog city only has the season of "winter", so this place is extremely barren and scarce.

And the so-called Ghost Field Township is the place where ghosts grow and gather. In addition to Fog City, there are also three ghost fields located in the east, south, and north of Yin'an. The only season of "Xiaozhuang" in Guitian Township in the north is autumn, the only season in "Jingu" in Guitian Township in the east is only summer, and the "Cloud Building" in Guitian Township in the south has unique spring.

The four ghost fields woke up from this foggy city where birds don't lay eggs.

Ah Tao pursed his mouth in frustration, glanced at his feet, which were red and unconscious from the tattered clogs, gritted his teeth, and quickened his pace towards the depths of the Lanling Valley not far away.

Lanling Valley is the valley where Ah Tao goes out every day to find food, and the reason why he chose this place is because the cave where Ah Tao lives is close to Lanling Valley, and there is more raw food in the valley for ghosts to fill his stomach than in other places. Another reason is that this valley is inhabited by highly respected ghosts.

After the death of a human being, if the spirit does not want to enter the underworld that will never come out, it can drink the ghost soup when passing through the Yellow Spring, become a ghost, and continue to live in the world.

Although the ghost is old and old, the ghost spirit is still fierce, and the little ones in the ghost world rarely dare to come to disturb him, which just solves the dilemma of Ah Dao, who has been harassed by other ghosts for a while.

I wonder if I can get something out tonight......

Ah Tao jumped up the river steps, looked at the scorching river that was steaming with visible heat, slowly closed his eyes, and his breath was between one and the other, inhaling and draining the turbidity, which was quite comfortable.

The fog city is full of ice and snow, but this scorching river that extends from the mouth of the valley to the top of the valley is babbling all year round, which is fortunate to have a unique life.

Holding his breath and concentrating, his five senses have gradually cleared, only the sound of water is heard in his ears, and the familiar smell of water, grass, soil and fish is slowly absorbed between his nose.

After waiting for five days, today is finally here again!

The corners of Ah Dao's mouth showed a pleasant arc, her eyes suddenly opened, her figure jumped up, and flew into the air, she shouted: "Capture!" I saw that the palm of her right hand quickly showed a word "capture", which was red like blood condensation, flashing with a strange ghost light under the moonlight.

Ah Tao took aim at a small yellow croaker in the river that was swimming downward, and was about to jump down and hit it, but he heard the rumbling of cars and the sound of people and horses marching not far away.

A flash of alertness flashed in Ah Dao's eyes, and he decisively withdrew his palm, and his figure shuttered sensitively to hide himself in the bushes by the river.

The sound got closer and closer, and a long line of people slowly appeared in view.

Walking in the front are two women dressed as aristocratic maidservants in the palm of the lamp, dressed in autumn-colored chrysanthemum shirts, combing their buns, don't jade hairpins, and each carrying a white-skinned jujube-shaped lamp in their hands.

Immediately behind the two handmaidens were two groups of guards in iron armor, each with a sheathed sword at their side, these people exuded a fierce chill and murderous aura around them, and their steps were different, seemingly hurrying, but the rhythm was disordered and had its own rules.

Ah Dao's eyes couldn't help but look towards the back of the queue.

Under the white moonlight, a black Nanmu carriage drove slowly, driven by a middle-aged man with an elegant face but a solemn expression, dressed in silver-white brocade.

On both sides of the front of the car behind the man, cloisonné enamel silver incense balls and glazed pear blossom white jade lamps were hung, and a pale cyan white jade curtain cut off the sight of wanting to peek into the carriage.

Through their exquisite outfits, they can judge that the person sitting in the carriage must be either rich or noble, and it should be a certain powerful person from the land of Yin'an in the mouth of the fool.

Ah Tao was pondering, and suddenly felt a sharp gaze shoot at her, she looked back, just in time to meet the other party's gaze.

It's the tanuki ghost who was waiting near the carriage!

It's so rich and mellow!

The queue had slowly stopped between the tanuki ghost attendants raising their hands.

The tanuki ghost servant left the convoy, walked a few steps closer in the direction of Ah Dao, stopped and said slowly: "Where is the wild ghost, dare to make a mistake before the child's car?"

Ah Tao scratched his head helplessly, and was a little worried about whether he should or shouldn't. There was no decision in his mind here, but his mouth had unconsciously spoken first: "Lord Ghost Servant spare his life!"

The next moment, Ah Tao could only stand up from behind the bushes and smile.

The tanuki ghost attendant looked at Ah Tao and saw that she was wearing a tattered kudzu shirt, and the brown clogs on her feet had worn off most of the edges. A face that can barely be called a round face is extremely mediocre.

Only those eyes, under closer inspection, the sparkling light in them actually reveals the charm of human eyes.

Ah Tao was also looking at the tanuki ghost servant carefully at the moment, from the moment he noticed him until now, whether it was guarding his master in the carriage or standing in front of his own low-level wild ghost, this ghost servant had always had a smiling tanuki face, and his silent and obedient posture had not changed in the slightest.

From top to bottom, Ah Tao began to look more closely at this tanuki ghost servant.

As a ghost, the raccoon slave is dressed as a human being, wearing an auspicious cloud-patterned white jade wide-sleeved shirt, a black cloth ribbon buttoned around his waist, white socks and plain shoes, solemn and free and easy, and carrying a white jade sheep's horn lamp in his hand.

The noble man in the carriage really preferred white jade, from the middle-aged man driving the carriage to the ornaments on the carriage, to the body of the tanuki slave......

A faint white light suddenly flashed in front of him, and Ah Dao's eyes were instantly attracted by the ghost servant pattern in the shape of a hedge flower with a glowing white luster on the raccoon slave's forehead.

She could sense a hint of strong popularity from this ghost squire, which must have come from the noble man in the carriage.

This is the protection given by the master to the ghost attendants, so that other ghosts dare not approach easily, only the fear of human beings.

The so-called power of fear is the power inherent in human people's popularity, which makes ghosts fear humans, and it is the fate that the ghosts have been unable to break free from since ancient times......

People are inferior to ghosts!

In the face of the power of fear, the other goblins should have fallen to their knees long ago, scared to pee their pants, but Adao knew that he would not ......

But she still pretended to be frightened, bowed her head on her knees in humility and humility, bowed her head in the direction of the carriage, and begged for mercy: "The slave did not intend to be inferior to the nobleman's chariot and horse, but wanted to serve the nobleman a small force, and hoped that the nobleman would forgive his sins." ”

Before the people in the carriage could respond, an ironclad guard in front of the carriage had already taken the lead in letting out a cold cry: "Presumptuous! A lowly wild ghost also wants to get the blue eyes of my son!"

Ah Dao's face hidden under the bow showed a triumphant smile: "The lord is angry, the slave knows that he is lowly, and he does not dare to continue to pollute the eyes of the nobles, and the slave will leave immediately, so he will not disturb the nobles." ”

Ah Dao's voice was deliberately nervous and afraid, but her humble and reverent back was unconsciously stretched and straightened a little more than just now.

Ah Tao was just about to get up and leave, but when he heard a chuckle suddenly coming from the carriage, Ah Dao's movements suddenly froze.

The tanuki's expression finally changed at this time, the smile on his face narrowed slightly, and he stepped back to the side, his back slightly bent, and looked respectfully in the direction of the carriage.

"What do you want to do, why?" the voice was like a jade striking elixir, the timbre was cold and elegant, the tone was casual and alienated, and the arrogance of the world, like a gurgling spring slowly flowing out of the black nanmu carriage.

This is the voice of a person who is born noble and has always been pampered.

Even if Ah Tao knew that the fear of human beings had no effect on her, but at this moment, just hearing this person's voice, she felt a chill down her spine, and she had never felt a sense of awe and fear for human beings.

Ah Dao's knees, which had just been about to stand up, suddenly slammed into the ground, as if an invisible force was dragging her, forcing her to willingly bow and bow to the man in the carriage whom she had never even seen before.

Ah Tao shuddered in her heart, and spit out words with difficulty, with awe in her tone that even she didn't notice: "Slave...... The slave wants to be a nobleman...... Leading the way, there are many ghosts in this valley, and there are countless ecstasy arrays, and the nobles are afraid that the trip will be delayed. ”

"Slaves can freely travel through various formations......"

The guard who spoke up just now opened his mouth to say again, but the eyes of the tanuki slave who was standing obediently to the side suddenly swept over, implying a warning.

The guard understood, his face turned pale in an instant, and he subconsciously glanced at the white jade curtain in front of the carriage that was not moving, his face showed a trace of fear, and his forehead was unconsciously dripping with cold sweat.

At this moment, the nobleman's voice sounded again in the carriage, "In this case, let us lead the way." ”