"The Taoist master said that if the soul falls into the demonic barrier, it will never recover, and there will be no chance of reincarnation. He also said that the only way to crack it is to change life for life. Xianggong, I've been looking for a year, and I have no other way. ”

Xiao Man walked around the white bones, slowly walked under the tree, looked at the thick trunk of a person and whispered: "If I voluntarily give my life and voluntarily dedicate my soul to you, can you stop killing people?" ”

The peach tree branches were like thousands of tentacles slowly wrapping around Xiao Man, she looked back at the white bones on the ground again, and called in a low voice: "Xianggong, Xiao Man can't keep our oath!" ”

The smooth trunk cracked through the black opening, swallowing the woman in an instant. In an instant, the peach blossoms are more blooming.

Sharman staggered back, and she even felt that bloodthirsty pleasure. She looked at the peach blossom in amazement, and the intermittent images flooded into her mind like a tide.

A thin peach tree was moved from the mountains to the courtyard by a scholar, watered and fertilized every day, and the scholar often sat alone on a wicker chair, holding a book, and talking to the peach tree while reading.

As the peach tree grew older, she began to yearn to recite poetry with the scholar and sit on the wicker chair together. It's a pity that one day, the scholar happily brought back a woman. The scholar liked her very much, and began to recite poems with her, and sat on the rattan chair to admire the flowers together. Peachtree was very angry, so she took the form of the woman at night, entered the scholar's dream, and became obsessed with him every night.

The scholar can't tell the difference between dream and reality, but he really has a husband and wife with a woman. The two formed an alliance under the peach blossom tree, loved each other for life, and never gave up.

A woman with a peach blossom mark on her forehead was veiled and brought several fierce men into the courtyard gate. She hid by the wall and watched the scholar being beaten to death, and watched the woman being dragged into the carriage. She tied the scholar's soul to her body with a peach branch, she thought, this time, no one will rob her of the scholar again, and the two of them will be together forever.

Although the scholar often forgets that her name is Shaman instead of Xiaoman, and although the scholar often forgets to put the peach blossom mark on the forehead of the woman in the painting when he paints, they can finally be together every day, they can recite poems together, they can sit on the rattan chair together and enjoy the flowers, and the peach tree thinks that he will be very happy.

But she found that the petals around her had begun to dry up, and her proud countenance had wrinkled. She must suck the blood of living people to maintain her ageless appearance, so that she can act as Xiao Man in front of scholars.

She began to complain, complaining about why the scholar had moved him from the mountains here. She began to hate, hate the scholar, she loved him so much, why did he not forget Xiaoman. Until Xiao Man reappeared, wearing the old pink skirt, that familiar face was still bright and moving, and her hatred also reached the limit. She couldn't wait to devour Xiao Man alive, and her soul and flesh were all fused into her roots.

She thought she could finally get out of the magic barrier and be happy. However, she could no longer find a scholar.

I don't know how long it was, a year, maybe ten years. The heart from Xiao Man slowly made Peach Tree understand that love in the world is not the word 'possession'. The peach tree shattered Neidan, freed the souls of the unjustly killed people imprisoned in the trunk, and turned himself back into the original tree.

Only this time, there was no scholar to help her fertilize and water, and she could no longer hear the sound of the scholar chanting poetry against her. Because it has become a real tree, without feelings, without memories, without emotions and desires.

One day, it was uprooted by the new owner of the yard and thrown into the street. The blazing sun burned its body and withered and shattered, and an old man in white covered in red threads bent down to pick her up.

The old man said, "You still owe someone a lifetime of marriage!" ”

The memory was interrupted, and Sharman opened his eyes, the trees were full of peach blossoms, but there was no longer the figure of the person, only a lonely tomb stood outside the prosperity, and it seemed to be waiting for someone alone.

Shaman walked over slowly, raising his hand, but he didn't dare to touch the words on the tombstone. Bean-sized tears dripped down and quickly melted into the dirt. The rain fell from the sky, like the encounter in my memory.

A woman with a peach blossom mark on her forehead danced in a sea of flowers, and a down-and-out scholar quietly poked her head out from behind a tree and looked at it stupidly, but she didn't know whether it was the woman or the delicate peach blossom.

"I always thought that you were blaming me for not living and dying with you, so for ten years, I refused to show up. I always thought that I stayed here to add yin blessings to you, and God would definitely let me meet you again! I always thought that as long as I could find your reincarnation, we could be together for the rest of our lives. ”

Shaman choked up and looked at the tombstone, laughing at himself with tears streaming down his face: "It turns out that the person you are waiting for is not me, and it is not me who has a covenant with you for life." It turns out that I just blocked your marriage path, so that you and Xiaoman can't be reincarnated at the same time, and you can't continue your relationship. That's why Yue Lao asked me to go down to earth just to repay your marriage for a lifetime, so that you can wait for the person you really want to wait for! ”

Shaman took out the brocade from his bosom and opened it tremblingly.

"The red thread is tied to the hair, and it is for the knotted hair." The dragon and phoenix candles, the phoenix luan bed, the man in the big red robe gently cut off a strand of hair, looked at the shy wife in his arms, and said softly: "We, life and life, love each other, never give up!" ”

The red rope was broken, and the black hair was blown away by the wind, and one by one, it fell on the lonely grave, and was covered by the falling petals. Shaman couldn't hold back it anymore and lay down on the grave and wept loudly.

Yue Lao stood under the peach blossom tree, and there were three wooden dolls on the table in the room, and the red thread that had been entangled had been unraveled. Yue Lao shook his head and sighed: "The marriage of the old world is really difficult to solve!" ”

An old man with a white beard walked slowly, the dust in his hand was clear, and his laughter was loud, "Old Yue, what are you muttering about?" Still thinking about your little peach blossom? ”

Yue Lao looked back, hurriedly smiled and saluted, and said: "Lao Jun don't want to laugh, it's just a pity that this peach blossom, she was originally extremely talented, if it weren't for this love calamity, she would have been in the immortal class at this moment!" ”

Taishang Laojun stroked his beard and smiled without answering.

Seeing him like this, Yue Lao understood, waved his hand and said: "That's it, that's it, it's all a causal cycle, it's inconvenient to meddle, it's inconvenient to meddle!" Then he shook his head and sighed.

Taishang Laojun didn't bother to talk about him, walked into the house by himself, looked at the dolls on the table, and the pile of red threads, and felt that his head was big for a while.

"I said Yue Lao, you have been hiding in the house all day and fiddling with these threads, is there any way for you to untie the dead knot I handed you over?"

As soon as Yue Lao heard the spirit, he jumped into the house with his little short legs, waved his sleeves proudly and said: "The most in Yue Lao Palace are puppets, tens of thousands. If you go around the wrong section, it will not only make the puppets at both ends of the red line suffer, but also affect other puppets that are intertwined with it, which is simply a wrong step, a wrong step. ”

Taishang Laojun interrupted Yue Lao's boasting and asked, "Have you untied the dead knot between the three puppets I sent?" ”

Yue Lao turned around and took out a black box from a pile of dolls, blew the floating ash on it, and then opened it, and complained without looking at it, "Between the three of them, there is no red line at all, how can you let me solve it!" Laojun, it's not that I shirked it, it's really ~ Hey, it actually appeared? ”

The three dolls in the box form a three-legged posture, and the red line looms between the two of them.

Yue Lao was suspicious in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "Lao Jun, you haven't said it, what did these three people mean?" Why are you locked in this box? ”

Taishang Laojun replied incomprehensibly: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed!" Provoked Yue Lao to roll his eyes silently.