The snow is getting thicker and thicker, and it seems like it's going to go on and on.

It was very fast, and it happened.

Someone died.

It was a man named Li Ye.

That is, the man who played the flute by the river, and the peach blossom demon once extended his life at the cost of his own life.

But one early morning, his body was found.

The night before, there was heavy snow in the sky, and Li Ye still went to the river.

The flute is tactful, telling his emotions.

The snowflakes fall into the flowing river, quickly melt into water, and flow together into the distance.

The person who returned late from work saw Li Ye the night before.

"It's snowing so hard and I'm still playing the flute outside. He's really not afraid of the cold. ”

One person said so.

"yes, I heard that he was like this because of a certain woman. Every night, I would come to the river to play the flute, and even when it rained, it never stopped. ”

"It's really infatuated."

"Well, let's go quickly, go home and go to bed early, and we have to go to work tomorrow. With such a heavy snowfall, there are no holidays in the factory, and the boss is really black-hearted. ”

"Uh-huh, let's go."

A few people quickly crossed the bridge and disappeared into the night.

Li Ye was still playing his flute, as if he hadn't heard them at all.

Or just don't care.

After all, I have been sticking to this habit for such a long time. It's too much to hear.

These are all things that Chen Beibei heard from others, and when Chen Beibei went to the river, Li Ye's body was still lying on the ground.

The snow has been falling all night and has not stopped, Li Ye's body has been covered by heavy snow, and there is a vague protrusion in the shape of a person in the snow.

On the bridge, by the river, there were already many people standing, some passing by, and some residents of Qinghe Town.

Everyone is still curious about this happening. What's more, the people who pass by this bridge every night have more or less an impression of Li Ye.

Li Ye seemed to be living alone, and everyone waited for a long time, but they didn't see Li Ye's relatives and friends or anything like that.

People stroked the snow on Li Ye's corpse, and the skin was already cold without a trace of blood.

There were no wounds on the corpse, and the expression on his face was calm.

"Did you freeze to death?"

Chen Beibei took Chen Yan and left together.

Li Ye's corpse will naturally be dealt with by someone, so there is no need to trouble him about these things.

Chen Beibei didn't know how Li Ye died, but judging from the scene, he should have chosen to die by himself.

In the snow, it is not so simple to kill a person and then leave no trace.

There is nothing strange about living alone in this world, even if you die.

didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and Chen Beibei didn't know either.

"Chen Beibei, do you think he committed suicide?"

Chen Yan asked suddenly.

"Well, that's how it should be."

"If that's the case, then the Peach Blossom Demon is really not worth it. She used her life to keep him alive, but even he didn't value his life. ”

"yes. But that's already the case, and there's nothing you can do. ”

Chen Yan sighed softly: "Hmm." ”

Li Ye was soon buried in the mountains of Qinghe Town.

It was quickly forgotten.

It's just that on the riverside of Qinghe Town, sometimes the sound of a flute still sounds.

When people approach, the sound stops.

Over time, people get used to it.

……

After Chen Beibei heard such a time, he went to the river once at night.

The cyan moonlight made the surrounding scene look a little hazy.

The gentle and sad sound of the flute reached Chen Beibei's ears like nothing.

"Do you hear that?"

"What?"

Chen Yan asked.

"The sound of the flute."

"yes, I heard you."

"Let's go check it out."

"Okay."

Chen Beibei opened his spiritual eyes and saw a man standing on the snow.

The translucent body is exactly what Li Ye looks like, and the voice is coming from him.

"I see."

"What?"

"I'll tell you when I go home, but now we're going down and talking to him."

After Chen Beibei finished speaking, he walked down from the bridge. The shoes were very soft and cool on the snow.

When the man saw Chen Beibei and them coming, he hurriedly put away his flute and prepared to leave.

"Don't go."

Chen Beibei said.

Although the man heard Chen Beibei's voice, he still didn't stop his steps.

"Li Ye, stop."

Chen Beibei continued.

The man stopped and turned around: "Can you see me?"

"Hmm."

Chen Beibei walked to Li Ye's side, and Chen Yan hurriedly followed.

"Why are you still here?"

Chen Beibei asked.

"The girl hasn't come back to life yet, so I can't go."

"What girl?"

"The girl who saved me. A few days ago, a monk came over and said that he could bring the girl back to life. The condition is that I want to die, because what sustains my life is the aura that that the girl cultivates. ”

It seems that he did commit suicide.

However, when the Peach Blossom Demon used his life to save others, the Peach Blossom Demon had already disappeared in this world, and Chen Beibei still didn't believe it.

"What kind of monk?"

"A monk in a cyan monk's robe, obviously it was snowing, but he wore very few clothes, and it didn't seem to be cold."

Teal monk's robe!

Chen Beibei couldn't help but think of the monk who only deceived the bird.

And on the picture of the news, he was expressionless.

"Okay, I got it."

After Chen Beibei finished speaking, he left here with Chen Yan.

As for whether the Peach Blossom Demon would come back to life, Chen Beibei did not tell Li Ye.

Anyway, Chen Beibeijue, that monk lied to him.

He's dead.

How can it be so easy to come back to life?

"Chen Beibei, were you talking to that dead man just now?"

"Hmm."

Ghosts can actually manifest, and Chen Beibei didn't let Li Ye appear just now, so Chen Yan didn't see him.

"Do you still come to play the flute after you die because the Peach Blossom Demon likes to listen to it?"

"Perhaps. But let's hurry home. ”

"Hmm."

In the locust tree in the courtyard, the hanged ghost is telling a story to the bride.

It's already the twenty-third story.

Smoke also listened quietly on the side, for these ghosts who can still remember the deeds of their lives so clearly after death.

Smoke is still a little envious.

Halfway through winter, the hungry ghost hasn't eaten for more than a month.

A few days ago, the hungry ghost found a hibernating snake out of nowhere.

Just as he was about to eat, he was fortunately stopped by smoke.

Otherwise, such a long time of hard work will be in vain.

On the last day of 2018, I hope that we will become better in 2019~

(End of chapter)