I don't know how long it was, but I woke up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

What caught my eye was a bed curtain embroidered with peony flowers, and a faint fragrance filled the air. Obviously, I was lying on a bed, and it was a woman's bed.

I sat up and lifted the curtain of my bed and saw the layout of an old Shanghai boudoir that I had seen on TV.

Opposite me was a two-seater sofa, opposite the two-seater sofa were two single sofas, and in the middle was a coffee table, all of which were made of wood, knitted surfaces, and were quite elaborate in workmanship, and they looked beautiful.

The floor of the room is carpeted, and it is very comfortable to step on.

There is a dressing table by the window, with a dressing box and everything, as well as two mirrors, a modern glass mirror and a bronze mirror with a sense of age.

There was a woman sitting in front of the dresser, looking in front of the mirror with her eyebrows and eyes, and judging by the reflection in the mirror, it was the female ghost.

"Hey, where is this?" I asked.

She ignored me.

I got a little angry and got up and walked over to her.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a "bang", and two men in tunics saw the female ghost and chattered around the female ghost, and I was shocked, although I couldn't understand what they were talking about, but they were speaking in Japanese.

At first, in addition to the obscenity in their eyes, they returned the rules, but when the female ghost slapped one of the guys, their true nature was immediately revealed. rushed up, controlled the female ghost without saying a word, and then, rushed to the bed with the female ghost in his arms.

I didn't have time to dodge, they passed through my body as if I was transparent.

I was instantly blindfolded!

When I turned my head, the two Japanese, one pressed down on the upper body of the female ghost, and the other held the female ghost's thigh and got into her cheongsam.

"Sting."

The female ghost's cheongsam was torn apart, and a pair of plump and round whites were about to come out.

I rushed over to stop it, but found that it was in vain, my brother is really transparent......

I had no choice but to stop looking at it and try not to look at it.

"Am I miserable?" The ghost's faint voice came to my ears, and at some point, she stood next to me.

"You were killed by the Japanese?" It only then did I realize that what I had just seen was only her memory.

"How can I let them succeed?" The female ghost showed a resolute smile: "I committed suicide!" ”

When she said this, her originally strong face distorted, and she covered her face and cried bitterly.

I reached out to pat her on the shoulder to comfort her, but found that I could not speak a word, and all words pale in comparison to her miserable experience.

I have not experienced war, and I cannot understand the pain of war, but one thing is certain, it hurts to the bone.

After the female ghost's shoulders trembled for a while, she raised her head and squeezed out a smile: "Don't talk about those sad ones, can you have a glass of wine with me?" ”

As if by magic, she took out two goblets and squatted on the coffee table, conjured a bottle of red wine in the same way, uncorked it, and poured some wine into the glass.

"Cheers." She shoved one of them into my hand, clinked glasses with me, and drank it to herself, as if it were not wine, but bitterness.

"Why don't you drink it?" Seeing that I was stunned, she asked.

"Yellow spring water, after drinking it, it will fall into the yellow spring of the underworld, and it will never be ......" I shook the "red wine" and squinted at her: "Since I woke up, you have used beauty tricks and bitter meat tricks, such a hard performance, just to let me drink the yellow spring water, am I right?" ”

"You actually saw through it." The corners of the female ghost's mouth twitched, outlining a cold and arrogant arc: "Do you think you can get out of here if you see through my plan?" ”

I threw the red wine on the ground, sat on the sofa, looked at her and asked, "You and I have no grievances, why do you want to harm me?" ”

"I don't have a choice." The female ghost said.

"That memory just now should be true, you are also a hard-working person, I don't understand, a person who is not even afraid of death, what place can be held hostage?"

The female ghost sat on the sofa opposite me, her legs elegantly folded together, and said flatly, "I want to live." ”

"Do you want to return the yang?" I frowned.

"Wrong, it's not to return yang, it's to reshape the body." The female ghost said word by word.

"Eldest sister, you don't have a fever, can you think of such a naïve idea?" I laughed mockingly.

"I see that you are also a person of the Tao, and it is ridiculous that you don't know that the physical body can be reshaped." The female ghost shook her head, as if she had special sympathy for me.

"Can the flesh really be reshaped?"

I've heard of it before, but I always think it's a fantasy, if he can reshape the physical body, why would Qin Shi Huang refine the elixir of life and reshape the physical body directly after death?

The female ghost poured some wine into her cup, took a sip, and asked, "Isn't Nezha's body reshaped?" ”

"That's just a legend."

"Okay, okay, since you don't believe it, forget it, let's talk about it almost, you are now a lonely ghost, do you go down by yourself, or will I send you down?" The female ghost asked seemingly casually.

"Hehe, again." I sneered speechlessly, "Do you really think I'm a three-year-old?" Your deceptive trick is too bad. ”

I scanned the room and said, "It's realistic and beautiful, but it's always a fantasy, I'm right, Miss Beauty." ”

"Smack." The female ghost was slightly stunned, clapped her palms, and said appreciatively: "Nowadays, there are not many smart little guys like you, to be honest, you really shake me a little." ”

"Say, what conditions have been given to you over there, I'll give them to you." I say.

The Art of War? "Attack" has clouds: Therefore, a hundred battles are won, and the good of the non-good is also good; The soldiers who surrender without a fight, and the good ones are also good.

If I can subdue this female ghost without fighting, I think it's the best choice, and maybe I can get the conspiracy out of her mouth.

"I've already said, reshape the flesh, can you give it to me?"

"Do you think that the promise of a ghost king is more reliable than that of a Taoist priest?" I pursed my lips and said disdainfully: "To put it mildly, he can't protect himself, how can he have time to help you reshape your body?" ”

The female ghost listened to my words and fell into deep thought, and I hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said: "You also saw my twelve paper brothers, their real bodies are monsters, and they were beaten to the point that only demon eggs were left in the early years...... On one side are illusory empty checks; On the one hand, it can give you a real future, you are a smart ghost, I hope you choose your own path. ”