On a moonlit night, the mountain breeze is gentle and the spring is long. The mottled shadows of the old locust trees are projected in the small courtyard, leaving a little dark shadow, like a intertwined net spread out. Under the trees, stone tables and small stools cast ink-colored figures in the moonlight, weaving a silent picture scroll with the silent courtyard.

In the night sky, a little starlight twinkles and shines, adding a touch of beautiful color to this ancient mountain village. The chickens and ducks in each courtyard have returned to their nests, and occasionally one or two dog barks in the yard, which makes this silent night extraordinarily quiet, and the peace and tranquility make this small mountain village as beautiful as a paradise.

In the house, the oil lamp glowed with a dim yellow glow, and the sound of "banging" water came out, giving the small courtyard under the old locust tree a touch of beautiful color.

On the earthen wall of the inner room, the oil lamp casts a delicate figure, slender jade hands, a soft and boneless delicate body, and long hair is softly draped.

Humming an unknown mountain village tune, I washed my hair, and the shadows on the earthen wall revealed a hint of charm.

After washing for a long time, I suddenly felt a chill on my back, as if an invisible hand was caressing my smooth and delicate skin. The tentacle was cold, and the hand gently caressed my shoulder, my back.

I felt the coldness, penetrating into my bones, and it felt so clear. My movement to wash my hair stopped, my body began to tremble, I didn't dare to move, and an inexplicable chill rose in my heart. As the hand was about to slide down, I finally couldn't help it.

"Who?" I shouted.

The cold hand resting on my back stopped.

I reached out and grabbed the edge of the barrel, "Hongxuan, is that you?" ”

I could hear a tremor in my voice, and a hint of surprise.

There was no answer, and the hand stroked my back again, slowly sliding along the smooth texture, gentle and loving.

I raised my eyes and looked at the purple jade box on the bed, I have been nourishing my soul with essence and blood for seven days, and I always feel that someone is watching me these days, as if someone is beside me, and even when I sleep, I feel that someone is lying on the side.

Didn't the witch mother-in-law say that Luo Hongxuan would not be able to appear until seven hundred and forty-nine days later, how could it be that it was only seven days, and I could feel his breath.

It's so clear now. Could it be that my yin-gathering physique has attracted something else?

Someone was in the house, and they were standing behind me, stroking my back. However, I felt that the hand was so familiar that I forgot to resist.

I turned abruptly to see who it was, but there was nothing behind me. There was only a faint oil lamp, dimly lit.

"Hongxuan, are you there? Come out, let me see you! ”

There was a hint of excitement in my voice.

There was no sound, and even the hand that was caressing my back was gone.

My tears fell suddenly, didn't Luo Hongxuan want to see me? Is he blaming me for being disobedient and locking his soul in a purple jade box instead of remarrying? Obviously I was by my side, and I was obviously concerned about me, but I didn't want to show up, and my heart was sour.

"Luo Hongxuan, do you really want to see me?"

I muttered to myself and called softly.

It's just that no matter how I called, Luo Hongxuan's figure didn't appear, and even his breath disappeared. I sobbed softly, my hand holding the edge of the barrel whitening with force.

I don't know how long it took me to cry before I slowly came back to my senses. The water was already cold, and the body soaked in the water shivered. I got up, wiped my body, put on my underwear, and walked to the bed. Maybe he was a little tired from crying, so he fell on the bed, pulled the quilt casually, and fell asleep holding the purple jade box.

After a long time, a gust of wind blew, and the oil lamp in the house flickered and went out.

The moonlight, like water, shone through the window, casting a cloud of light and shadow on the ground.

On the purple jade box resting on the bed, a cloud of green smoke rose up, forming a slender figure. Different from the shrine maiden in the bamboo building, the current figure has a little materialization, and it has a clearer appearance.

I saw him, dressed in white, with a handsome face, a high forehead, distinct facial features, and a slender figure showing a handsome appearance. If I were still awake, I would have been surprised to see him like this. Luo Hongxuan's appearance is very different from when he left home three years ago.

Although this expressionless handsome face has not changed, the dress is very different, without the breath of a man in the mountains, it has added the bookish atmosphere of a scholar, and the three-year working life in the city has changed his temperament a lot.

Luo Hongxuan walked slowly to the wooden bed, the woman on the bed was pale, haggard, frowned, and had tears on her face. It's just falling asleep, and tears are falling.

She must have been so sad that she was still crying in her dreams.

Luo Hongxuan shook his head, is she made of water? I've been crying all night, and my tears are falling like pearls with broken threads, how many tears are stored in this girl's body?

The undershirt on her body was draped casually, revealing her beautiful fragrant shoulders, glowing with a jade color in the moonlight, which made people think infinitely. The quilt that was pulled at random was only draped around the waist. Xu is used to sleeping alone, she lies on her stomach casually, with a small face on her side, her hair is half wet, still dripping with water, willfully scattered, soaking her underwear and mattress, looking casual and fragrant.

Luo Hongxuan's eyes flashed, and he looked away. Just now, he just couldn't stand her temptation, so he made a move on her, which attracted her attention.

"Alas," a sigh overflowed from Luo Hongxuan's mouth in front of the bed, "and said that he would take care of himself, so how can I rest assured, have you taken care of yourself like this in the past three years?" ”

He stretched out a pair of illusory hands, which seemed to be nothing in the moonlight, as smooth as white jade. Gently wipe the pretty face of the woman on the bed and wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

As if feeling too cold, the woman's Joan nose wrinkled, and unconsciously turned her face away to dodge, snorting softly like a cat's meow.

After a while, the woman seemed to be still dreaming, but no more tears were overflowing, and she fell asleep.

Luo Hongxuan glanced at the cloth towel hanging at the head of the bed, the cloth towel fell suddenly, and gently wiped the hair of the woman on the bed until it no longer dripped water, and the cloth towel left and returned to its original place. Then the quilt slowly rose again, just draped over the woman's fragrant shoulders, covering the exposed beauty.

After doing this, Luo Hongxuan stretched out his hand to smooth the woman's frowning eyebrows, but the outstretched hand penetrated illusoryly.

"Alas, it seems that he is still too weak, and he has consumed too much," he looked at the woman on the bed, and said guiltily: "Daughter-in-law, I scared you, it's all because you are too tempting." ”

He paused and said, "Don't worry, my husband won't blame you, what can I do if I blame you for this, it's just going to hurt you!" ”