Extra ...... I forgot what happened to my grandmother.

Zhang Chunan

There is a soul in the world, no matter life or death, obsession is there. When Zhang Chunan followed his master in Chang'an Lane Mo when he was a child, the ghost master did not have such a standardized name, he was nothing more than an ordinary person between a liar and a mage, because he could see ghosts, and there were nondescript magic weapons in his hands, using the chaotic knife technique of the battlefield recruits to cut the enemy, and slashing a few times at the new ghost who was still powerless, and if he won the cut, he would collect money, and if he couldn't win, he would run away, this Chang'an was so big, the Tang Dynasty was so long, there was always a way out.

Zhang Chunan asked Master, are there immortals in this world? Master said that there is, but unfortunately we haven't seen it, whether there is or not, it has little to do with us.

At that time, there was no god to be found, but there were ghosts everywhere, and although the methods were a little immature, they could always get business.

From a half-grown tomboy in miscellaneous clothes to a young girl with long hair fluttering, the sun and moon of Chang'an have passed for seven years during this period, and she and her master have traveled all over Chang'an City, with income floating in and out, and reputation between good and bad. At that time, Zhang Chunan's mind was very empty, and he never thought about anything in the future, so he took the money to buy wine and get drunk, found a place in the alley of Chang'an and slept together, and put on a half-true Taoist costume the next day, and went to do real things in a swaggering manner.

A few days after the Xuanwumen Rebellion in the early Tang Dynasty, two people who didn't sleep at night were wandering on the bluestone road of Chang'an Street, walking halfway with the smell of alcohol, the master fell on the side of the road with a bang, and Zhang Chunan accidentally bumped into an immortal.

Is it an immortal? Probably.

In the dark night, she met a woman dressed in white, with long hair draped over her shoulders like a ghost, the reason why she is an immortal is probably that the white clothes are too new, and the patterns on it are quite beautiful. The woman stood on the side of the road and whispered softly to a man with half an arrow feather stuck in his body, "Why don't you go back?" Go back, it's getting late. ”

Zhang Chunan was full of alcohol, and shouted: "Little lady, get out of the way, let the old lady accept this ghost for you!" ”

The woman raised her hand and pulled the broken hair from her ear, leisurely turned a pair of soft eyes, glanced at her, and then turned her head to the richly dressed man and said: "Look, if you linger in Chang'an for a long time, there will always be these bastards who don't know what to do to bother you. ”

Zhang Chunan was full of enthusiasm and a good heart, she was called an ignorant bastard, undoubtedly being poured cold water and scolded a bastard by the way, at the moment she felt very uncomfortable, so she almost carried a sword and slashed at this beautiful and gentle little lady, but she saw it clearly before rushing up, and recognized that the brocade robe and gorgeous dress that person was wearing was the prince Li Jiancheng who died in the Xuanwumen Revolution a few days ago.

Zhang Chunan relied on the courage of the wine to vent it immediately, she didn't have the courage to cut the descendants of the emperor's family, so she could only retract her hand and laugh twice at the woman in white.

The two people were facing each other, one was dressed in white as if he was mourning, and the other was dressed in red as if he was getting married, but it was dark at that time, and no one paid attention.

Zhang Chunan saw that the woman's wrist turned, and she actually put a soul into the gourd, pinned it on her waist and took it away, she couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly followed and asked, "Are you a ghost or a human?" ”

The woman in white is naturally good-tempered, although she doesn't have a good impression of the reckless Zhang Chunan, she still smiles slightly: "I do things for Lord Yan, do you say it's a human or a ghost?" ”

Zhang Chunan looked up and down at the clothes on her body and guessed, "Are you Bai Impermanence?" ”

The woman subconsciously pursed her lips, shook her head and snorted coldly: "What, are you a bull head and a horse face?" ”

She said, slender feet on the ground lightly, along the night wind drifting into the distance, it was late at night, a full moon in the sky hung in the sky, the woman walked with the wind, her clothes danced lightly in the wind, the cuffs were tattooed with a peony flower, the waist was slender and boneless, and she walked with the wind like a bird in the air, just floating away under the moon, and Zhang Chunan was stunned.

She was supposed to catch up, but at this time the smell of alcohol came up, and she ran two steps, fell headlong to the ground, and fell asleep on her master's shoes.

The woman walked into the distance, looked back and glanced at the road she came from, and saw two people, one old and one young, sleeping soundly on the official road, snoring constantly under the moonlit night, long and short like a whistle, funny but also worried about whether they would be run over by the passing vehicles, after a little thought, she turned back and went back, and lifted the person who slept like a dead pig from the ground and carried it to the grass by the roadside.

She hugged the old man, and turned back to hug the little girl in red clothes, and was picking up the girl, remembering that this bastard girl just said that she was white impermanence, she couldn't help but be slightly annoyed, and simply threw her to the ground as revenge, who knew that although Zhang Chunan was addicted to the dream, his hand was very restless, and he didn't know when he grabbed her sleeve and refused to let go.

The woman's sleeves were torn, and she thought that she would be ridiculed again when she returned to the underworld, and she was about to wave her hand and slap the girl to deflat, but halfway through the road, she remembered that she was hundreds of years old, and she was angry with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old bastard girl, and she couldn't help but laugh, so she simply spared her and stopped fighting.

The woman put away the gourd, glanced at the hour, presumably to go back to her life, and then looked back at the girl who was sleeping like a dead pig on the ground, and said softly: "For hundreds of years, I have only collected souls for the dead, today the moon is good, save your life, and save the next day I will collect your soul again, you have to thank me, you know?" ”

She said and reached out to pull the sleeve in Zhang Chunan's hand, but she didn't expect this girl to be very persistent, although she was asleep, she didn't let go of the sleeve in her hand, the woman pulled a few handfuls and didn't let go, but she grabbed her hand and held it in her arms, and finally stretched out her tongue lightly and licked it, as if she felt that it was cold and not delicious, and she even frowned and turned her face, and then snored loudly, sleeping peacefully.

The woman seemed a little annoyed and wanted to pull her hand out, but she didn't expect Zhang Chunan to suddenly open a pair of unfocused and sleepy eyes to look at her, looked at her for a long time, and tilted her head: "Fairy? ”

The woman snorted softly: "What, don't you say that I'm impermanent?" ”

Zhang Chunan said with a smile: "You are so good-looking, how can you be Bai Wuchang, you should be the daughter of the Jade Emperor." ”

Although the woman was in her heart, she did not say anything, but snorted: "What the drunkard says, the ghost believes you." ”

She reached out and patted the girl's pink cheek, and said softly, "You are white and impermanent." As he spoke, he withdrew his hand and stood up, and went into the distance, the light yarn at the hem of the dress moved with the wind, brushing Zhang Chunan's cheeks, and it was far away for a while.

Zhang Chunan tilted his head and lay on the ground, looking at the real or false stars in front of him, his mind was dizzy by the stars in the sky, thinking of the beautiful woman who was not stained with dust, he couldn't help but shake his head with seven points of drunkenness: "What about dreaming?" It must be a dream, otherwise where would I see such a beautiful person? ”

With that, he lay down with a plop and went to sleep. She slept until midnight and then looked for her master's mud-stained boots, and went back to sleep.

Soon after the Xuanwumen Change, the new emperor Li Shimin couldn't sleep at night, and rumors of the undead were spread in the palace.

After the master walked around the palace, he didn't see the so-called ghosts, but if this was said to the emperor, it undoubtedly meant that the emperor had done something bad and was suspicious of dark ghosts, so this could not be said, if he said it, it was bound to lose his head, the master and apprentice met for a long time, Zhang Chunan remembered the strange news of that night, although he was not sure whether it was a dream or not, but the only way to this point was that she was born articulate, so she came to the emperor, and compiled what she saw and heard that day as the first time tonight, The description of the woman was as moving as a folk legend, not only the emperor believed it, but even the eunuchs in the harem were moved by her, and they all believed it.

So the woman was enshrined as a fairy to build a temple, and Zhang Chunan, a little liar who only had a pair of eyes that worked, actually became a nondescript celestial master, took the emperor's reward, and left the palace happily.

When she left the palace, she was still the same sparrow, eating and drinking with her master all day long, and the silver in her hand was used as soon as she got it, and then she went to live her chaotic life. After a few months like this, she became a little lonely, and when she remembered the touch of that night when the beautiful woman stretched out a pair of slender hands in the breeze to caress her cheeks, there was a subtle itch that grew from her face, and she could not forget it.

After a few months of confusion, she walked around the bustling street market in Chang'an, and saw a white shadow sweeping through the crowd in the vast sea of people, but the crowd was still as usual, buying, selling, shouting and chatting were still the same, and no one saw the shadow passing by, Zhang Chunan's heart moved slightly, and hurriedly squeezed through the crowd to follow the woman's ethereal back, and walked a few steps in the sea of people, and finally caught up, but the shadow disappeared again.

Zhang Chunan muttered to himself: "No, it's really a dream?" ”

Could it be that she missed the fairy daughter in her dream and came up with a hallucination?

However, just before she was about to leave in disappointment, she suddenly realized that there was a beautiful woman standing in the temple not far away, looking up at the clay statue. I saw a simple and simple flower hairpin on her head, dressed in white and ethereal like a fairy, but it was a pity that the sleeves were originally wide-sleeved and dancing with the wind, but somehow a corner was missing, tattered and ugly, and the image of the whole immortal was very incompatible.

Zhang Chunan was looking at the woman's beautiful back distractedly, but saw the woman look back at her suddenly, her red lips pursed slightly, and she seemed to be a little dissatisfied: "Why did you make me so ugly?" ”

In an instant, incense was swirling in the temple, and the hustle and bustle of the sea of people was crowded, all of which disappeared the moment she looked back, fading from Zhang Chunan's field of vision.

What a beautiful person.

The heart is beating.

The beating sound was like a drum, and a restless heart seemed to be about to burst through the chest.

The ruffian smile on Zhang Chunan's face was a little embarrassed, and he said timidly: "Little lady? ”