Early in the morning, the rooster crows a few times.

Chanchan pushed open the door and bumped into Xiao Er, who was about to knock on the door, under Xiao Er's scrutiny, straightened her waist and cleared her throat: "Why are you here?" ”

Xiao Er nodded and explained: "Yesterday, the girl came back safely, and she met an immortal, and our shopkeeper went to the village chief's house early this morning and said these things. Now, they're all downstairs waiting for Daxian to go down. ”

"Okay, I know, then please go down."

In the front hall of the inn, Shang Yehua sat on a polished wooden stool, surrounded by a crowd of people watching the excitement, all of whom wanted to come and see what the legendary fairy looked like.

Before the dried fruit tea sent by the store moved, Jiang Cheng came down.

Shang Yehua stood up, but his eyes didn't look at him, he went straight over and looked behind him.

Chanchan looked up and found the old man's gaze, and with a sharp look, she leaned behind Jiang Cheng to hide, and the sight disappeared.

"I don't know if the Great Immortal has descended on the ghost village, but what will the Queen Mother needs to convey?" Shang Yehua asked.

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, walked up to Shang Yehua, raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, and said softly, "Mr. Shang doesn't recognize me?" ”

Shang Yehua's smile froze, he lowered his body and took half a step back: "I don't know what the Great Immortal means?" ”

He glanced at the old man in front of him, his ink-colored eyes were half-clear, "It's me who confessed my mistake." He turned around and faced the onlookers of the villagers, "The Queen Mother said that there is a village of Zhong Lingyuxiu at the foot of this Qixiu Mountain, and there is an immortal spirit rushing to the Nine Heavens, which is a sign that someone has become an immortal, and sent me down to take a look, I don't know, where is the 'deceased' in the village?" ”

The villagers chattered and discussed, and with a look of surprise on their faces, a bold young man came out, a young man in a gray coarse cloth.

"Daxian, if we say that our village has something to do with the above, there is only the 'deceased', but this was several generations ago, and now in our village, only Qi Rui from the village chief's family and the girl from Uncle Zhang's family can be regarded as such."

"Oh? Take me to see it. ”

The gray-clothed young man replied and led Jiang Cheng forward, the villagers followed behind, but the village chief did not come out, he sat in the front hall for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, and when he stood up, most of the people around him had already left.

Chanchan hurriedly followed behind Jiang Cheng and muttered in a low voice, "What are you looking for them for?" Don't be too high-profile, when they find out that you are not a great immortal, but a spider spirit, you see that they will not kill you. ”

There was a faint smile on the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth: "How do you know that I am not a great immortal? The spider spirit is just my disguise. ”

Chanchan stopped and stared at Jiang Cheng intently, Jiang Cheng was strange and asked rhetorically: "Don't believe it?" ”

She took out the baggage she was carrying, and muttered, "How can there be a cure for madness?" ”

He waved his hand away from her movements and raised his eyebrows: "Don't want to know the secret of the 'deceased'?" Don't want to know what kind of person you were in your past life? ”

Well, Chanchan felt that she was extremely interested in this kind of strange power and chaos story. I also want to know if my previous life was a woman in red who often acted chivalrous in her dreams and wandered the rivers and lakes. There are living examples in front of you, and it's hard not to be impressed. Then ...... Let's take a look.

Jiang Cheng withdrew his gaze on Chanchan and carefully observed the surrounding environment. From the first time he entered the ghost village, he found that something was wrong with this village, in the village, there seemed to be a strong and obscure aura, from the fence fence at the edge of the village began to flow like a stream into the sea to the well in the center of the village, and the mountains on the edge of the village rose and corresponded with this aura, forming a momentum. It's not like a village inhabited by ordinary people, it's more like a sealed altar.

The ghost village is full of bizarreness, whether it is the legendary 'deceased', the reincarnation well that claims to remind you of your past life after drinking, or the flying white dragon hidden in the lake.

He has an intuition, all this is connected with the dragon clan thousands of years ago, and he also heard it when he was young, the altar of the dragon clan never uses the sacrifice of living beings, nor is it open to the living dragon, only the dead dragon soul can enter the sacred altar of the dragon clan, and the altar is also a dragon mound. Legend has it that a curse descends when a creature steps into the altar and disturbs the resting of the dragon's soul resting here.

No dragon knew what the curse was, and no dragon had ever come out of the altar alive.

However, in the center of the altar, there is a *spring, and the water in it can make people forget all sorrows, joys, and despair, and all the fate of the past and present lives will be cut off.

The ghost village is not big, the steps of the gray-clothed young man are fast, and it didn't take long to arrive in front of a small but refreshing yard, he stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Uncle Zhang? Uncle Zhang! ”

There was an echo from inside, and an old man who seemed to be old walked out tremblingly on crutches, and the girl held the old man's hand, walking step by step with great care.

The old man seemed to be invisible, his eyes cloudy, and he stared blankly. The girl's appearance is very gorgeous, even if she is wearing patched clothes, the youth and beauty of her cardamom years are undoubtedly on her, even Chanchan saw her for the first time, and praised her in her heart, what a gorgeous girl, she feels sunny when she looks at it.

The girl saw that there were many people standing at the door of her house, all of them were familiar faces, and the one who knocked on the door was the only son who led the family next door, in terms of seniority, she was going to call him uncle, in terms of age, the two were almost the same, and they were older than the man in gray.

She opened the door with a grin and quietly hid the old man behind her: "What's the matter?" Uncle Wang. ”

The man in gray touched his nose, "Jade, the Great Immortal wants to see you by name." You tell him about your memories of your previous life, our ghost village is about to produce immortals, maybe it's you! When the time comes, don't forget our fathers and fellow villagers, and give us a lot of blessings. ”

Everyone laughed, Jade lowered her eyelids and smiled softly: "The memories of the previous life are just the past, and it is useless to say more." ”

"Your name is Jade?" Jiang Cheng looked at her with a stunned expression, and there were some doubts in a trance.

Jade glanced at him nonchalantly, and the corners of her lips raised in a perfect arc: "Yes, Daxian." I was born with this name, I was also called this name in my previous life, and my parents who named me hoped that I would not be worried about jewelry, gold and silver in my life, jade jade, is a rich name. ”

"yes, a good name. Your past life? ”

"I wonder if Daxian has heard of those two sisters? The two fell in love with a man at the same time, were murdered by the jealous third lady, and were reincarnated and reborn to seek justice. ”

"I've heard of it." Chanchan once told Jiang Cheng about these rumors on the way to the ghost village, which is a famous example of the "deceased" in the ghost village.

"I am the child of the elder sister and the man of those two sisters." Jade looked down, her eyes darkened, "I was born in February, and it was when my mother and father had an awkward quarrel and had a part, and my father had another woman outside and was planning to marry her. The mother is high in her bones, she has an absolute possessiveness of love, she can tolerate her sister being with a man, but she can't tolerate a strange woman snatching her husband like this. It was the first time they had an open quarrel, my father was so angry that he threw the door and left, and my mother also gave birth to me because of the fetal gas. Perhaps my arrival reminded them of the happy old days, and my father gradually dismissed the idea of marrying his wife again, but how could the woman just let go of the fat duck who reached her mouth, and she climbed into his bed while her father was drunk, and became husband and wife. The father is polite and righteous, and he is responsible for whatever he says to the woman. When I was four years old, they got married. ”

The woman gave birth to a big fat boy the following year, which was the father's first son, who was lively and loved to laugh, and won the father's favor. The mother is more expensive than the child, and the status of the woman gradually has a tendency to surpass the mother's eldest wife. The mother's sister is frail, and she has not conceived any children since she got married, and it is even more difficult to conceive because of her deliberate estrangement from men. When I was six years old, one day my father went out, and the woman deceived my two mothers into going to incense together, and they never came back. ”

"I still remember the sad appearance of the woman's dead rabbit and fox, and she was so disgusting that she hated her son and my own brother. The mother's death was full of suspicions, but the father did not investigate it thoroughly, and only hastily ended the murder. And so they died unjustly in the wheat field. I don't know if my father had any suspicions about the woman in his heart, maybe he did, but he didn't want to pursue it, maybe he didn't, he just took their death very lightly. The one who truly loved me died, and I swear that my father did not give them justice. ”

"I killed someone, the only son of that woman, my own brother. I called for the woman to be taken to the wheat field where my mother had died, but I did not realize that it was my brother, and the rough man I hired tied him with hemp rope and set him on fire. The dead grass was flammable, and when I found out, it didn't take long for the wheat field to spark and burn the plain, and the wheat field covered an area of several tilts, and the far water could not save the near fire, and he was burned alive. When I returned to the house, I followed the example of the woman, crying and falling under my father's legs, and the woman's femme fatale gaze swept me, as if to eat me alive. I've struggled and regretted it. My brother is not wrong, it is his mother's fault, but I have retributed my mother's death on him, which is not fair, but who is fair to his dead mother. ”

"I know I deserve to go to hell. In terms of the truth of the world, I should be a father and a son, and a brother and a friend, but she has borne the debt of my mother's life, and the blood of my mother who gave birth to me and raised me is thicker than water, how can I not avenge her? This hatred is a seed planted in my heart, and it grows vigorously and becomes a sharp blade, hurting everyone around me, including myself. ”

"The woman's son died, she was so sad that she almost followed, but fortunately, my father asked the doctor to use medicine to save a life, but the body was not as good as before, my father lost his son in old age, and his head turned white overnight, and I committed suicide after my brother's first seven years, and when I woke up, it was the jade of this life."

The girl's voice was crisp and moving, but the story she told made the listeners chill down their spines on this sunny afternoon.

They are all neighbors in the neighborhood, they grew up watching jadeite, and the girl smiled like a flower, which is the famous pistachio in the township. It was also the last time her father passed by here, the girl's face was not good, and the adults asked her, only to spit out that she had memories of her past life, and asked her what she had experienced in her previous life, but the girl kept silent. Until today, everyone knows that Jade's previous life was actually the daughter of that famous sister.

Chanchan sighed at this "retribution", looked up and looked into the jade-brown eyes, there was transparent liquid accumulated in the eye sockets, jadeite hurriedly lowered her head and moved her gaze to her feet.