Chapter 117: The Laughing Ghost

The warm winter sun is shining, the cold wind is still the same, kneeling in front of a grave that has long been withered and wormwood, the cold clothes are staring at the eyes that have been dazzled by the wind, and the hands are inertly throwing paper money into the brazier in front of him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

I don't know if it's freezing or heartache, the expression on Hanyi's face is wooden, there is no trace of sadness, the wind gradually melts the warm sun, constantly caressing her forehead, raising her eyes and raising her chin, and the corners of her mouth gradually pull out a smile: "Brother - Sister Early Spring - are you there?" ”

"Huh"

There was a woman's clammy laughter behind her, no need to turn around, Hanyi knew who was coming, and her body couldn't help but stiffen, Xiyan was the murderer of her brother and sister Haochun, but- she was- I couldn't hate her-

"Sunset—"

Hanyi whispered to the female ghost behind him with a hoarse throat.

Hate this thing, for her at this time, it is also a luxury thing, Xiyan killed early spring, Liu Lenghan killed his brother by mistake, but- it is all related to cause and effect, who owes a little more to whom in the previous life, and it is so entangled in this life?

"I told you a long time ago that your brother and his sweetheart are much happier than you now, why do you still have a bitter gourd face, you should be happy-" A cold voice full of laughter echoed in this clearing, lingering for a long time.

Until, Hanyi slowly got up, turned his face to look at Xiyan, who was always dressed in white behind him. Looking at the warm smile on the woman's beautiful face, Hanyi knew that she was telling the truth, not making fun of herself.

"Why haven't you come back all this time? Now I'm afraid I can't do what you want--Liu Lenghan doesn't remember me anymore--how can you talk about liking me--then how can we still be considered people who love each other-hehe-Xiyan-" Hanyi paused, and the smile on his face widened: "You can't kill us-you say-you're going to kill the person you love-hehe-but-now-you-can't kill it-"

Paper money flew in the brazier in front of the grave, and a sudden gust of wind blew in her face, and the cold clothes that closed her eyes were tightly hugged in her arms, but the cold air that penetrated her almost froze her to faint, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the face of the person holding herself, and tears instantly slipped out of her eyes, and she said intermittently in shock and pain: "Brother-brother-is it-you-is it-you--Xiaoyi-no-read it wrong-"

In front of him, dressed in green clothes, feet floating in the air, familiar eyebrows, familiar eyes, familiar nose, familiar smiles full of love, is the elder brother - really - brother,

"Xiaoyi—why are you crying again? What a crybaby—if I had known this—I should have stayed in the underworld with your sister in early spring—" Han Sheng pretended to be unhappy and folded his hands crossed, drifting far away from his winter clothes.

"No-no-Xiaoyi-didn't cry-hehe-it's sweat-it's sweat-" Hanyi chased after Hansheng regardless of three-seven-twenty-one, "Brother-brother-wait Xiaoyi-"

When his body was about to touch the corner of Han Sheng's cyan clothes, his body was suddenly protected by a white robe, and Han Yi glared angrily at Xi Yan who was blocking him in front of him, "What are you doing!" Go away! ”

Xi Yan ignored the noisy cold clothes behind him, but stared at Han Sheng in front of him with a cold face, and his voice could be described as cold as ice: "Where did the ignorant demon come from-dare to confuse mortals here--Don't leave quickly--Otherwise, I'm welcome!" ”

Han Sheng glanced at the water ghost Xiyan who was blocking in front of Han Yi, and frowned slightly, but his voice was still charming, and he shouted at Han Yi in a bewitching voice: "Xiaoyi-don't listen to her nonsense-come to my brother--come to my side-otherwise--in a while--brother-I'm going back to the underworld--Xiaoyi-come-come-come-"

"Brother-brother-" Hanyi struggled to get out from behind Xiyan and ran towards Hansheng, but how could people fight ghosts, she went to the left, Xiyan didn't even look back to the left, she went to the right Xiyan slowly to the right, when she wanted to go left again, her body couldn't move, and at this time her forehead was really sweating: "Xiyan-what are you doing-go away-"

Xi Yan turned his head slightly behind him, but his eyes were still staring at Han Sheng in front of him, beware of his next step, his mouth pulled slightly, and Xi Yan's wet and cold voice with moisture came from Han Yi's ears: "Han Yi, calm down - he is not your brother!" ”

Han Yiyuan stared at Han Sheng in disbelief like Xi Yan, no-impossible-he's a brother-he must be a brother-familiar eyebrows-familiar eyes-familiar smile-brother-brother-"Xiyan-he's my brother-you let go of me-Xiyan-"

The cold clothes that were still noisy, saw Xi Yan suddenly muttered a few words, and in an instant the barren open space was full of a red bewitching flower, and when he saw the blooming red, the heart of the cold clothes was faintly painful, and his breathing almost stopped.

A fluttering sentence came from his ear: "Winter clothes-close your eyes-don't look at the flowers-"

"No-no-don't hurt my brother-" Hanyi's panicked eyes chased after the suddenly shaking Hansheng in front of him, and the familiar smile gradually distorted, distorting into a terrifying appearance—as if someone was tearing at his face like a noodle.

Xi Yan coldly scolded: "Where is the demon - don't quickly return to its original form!" ”

In the open space, there was a sudden sharp laugh of a man, and the strange laughter made the cold clothes who looked at all the changes in front of him gasp, and the familiar eyebrows and eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only a pair of terrible eyes on the face and turning around, and the mouth that kept laughing turned out to be - it was actually under the chin-

"Ahh

Xi Yan looked at the laughing ghost in front of him very calmly, and scolded softly: "Who am I-it turns out to be a laughing ghost!" ”

The faceless laughing ghost suppressed the laughter, reached out and plucked a red flower, gently raised it to the 360-degree dripping eyeballs, looked carefully, stretched out two tentacles from the top of his head, and slowly touched the red flower and sniffed something. After smelling something, the tentacles slowly retreated back to the back of his head, and before he could speak, a strange laugh came out from under his chin: "Hahahaha-it turned out to be the flower demon Manzhu-it seems that I looked down on you-but-a good underworld flower demon is not right-is willing to be a water ghost in the world?" Or is that rumor true—you—"

Before he finished speaking, the saloon in his hand suddenly turned into a flame, as if it was drowning him, and he hurriedly dropped the flames, looked at Manzhu who was staring at him coldly, and threw down a sentence: "It seems that the rumors are true-Manzhu--I can't love--it's painful-hahahaha-I can't beat you-I'll go-Xiaoyi-I'll come back-wait for me-hahahahaha-"

After the unsmiling ghost left, Hanyi's legs were weak and he fell to the ground, his mouth was still round and open, but he couldn't make a sound, Xiyan squatted down, and lifted Hanyi's chin with a cold hand.

"Ahh Pain! Hanyi, who bit his tongue, almost jumped up from the ground and glared at Xiyan angrily.

The warm smile on Xiyan's face returned, and his voice was much softer: "A ghost who died laughing scared you like this? ”

Hanyi didn't know what to say, her eyes looked at Xiyan in confusion, why did the ghost who died laughing come to her? The things encountered during this time are getting stranger and stranger, the ghost who died of laughter? What is it?

Knowing that Hanyi was puzzled, Xiyan only smiled faintly: "Who made you so obedient to drink Meng Po soup!" As soon as she finished speaking, she vanished.

Standing alone in front of the grave in winter clothes, his mouth was wide open, and the long sound of "Hey ——————" floated in the empty world, and the bewitching red flowers that were originally in bloom did not know where to go......