Chapter 145: Iris

The dead trees in the cemetery stood beside the jade stele, the crow's inky wings fluttered in the cold wind, a few crow feathers fluttered from the withered branches, and a beam of clouds poured on the edge of the jade stele.

The pale cyan glow flowed in the glow, summoning --- wandering souls from afar.

"Here."

"Go ahead."

"Don't be afraid."

The elegant and tranquil voice came from the jade tablet, and the illusory girl's soul drifted away in a daze with this soft and tranquil voice.

"Good boy, come in." The original pale green and smooth jade stele suddenly circulated at this moment, and the same illusory soul as Nan Zuisheng gradually condensed in the jade stele, and as the jade color gradually dispersed, the clouds flowing in the jade stele gathered and condensed together, and actually changed into the appearance of a woman.

The elegant scholarly temperament flowed around the woman's body, and the illusory soul of Nan Zuisheng quietly floated in mid-air, raising her eyes to look at the woman in the jade tablet who was beautiful and dusty to the extreme: "Who are you?" ”

The ignorant and confused girl's soul wandered around the jade tablet a few times, the font engraved on the green jade was elegant and heroic, quite a calligraphy everyone's brushstrokes and bones, plus the whole piece of flowing green jade carved as a tablet, these are enough to show the identity of the owner of the jade tablet.

"I'm a dead man." The beautiful woman pursed her lips and smiled, revealing the noble bearing of everyone's ladies in her gestures.

"Well, I, too, am a dead man. However, I didn't find the tombstone of the An family, and I drifted all the way with the wind, and somehow I came to your jade tablet. Nan Zuisheng's soul fell softly in front of the jade stele, she stared at the woman condensed by the clouds in the jade stele, and recounted her origin in ignorance.

The figure of the woman condensed in the jade tablet was disillusioned for a moment, and the wisps of clouds gradually dissipated from her condensed body: "How can you be a dead person, being able to ride the breeze and navigate the rivers and greens as you want is a wish that is difficult to achieve even for a lonely soul like me." ”

She stretched out her gradually condensed arm, and caressed Nan Zuisheng's face through a layer of luster green jade engraved with handwriting: "You are so beautiful, I have never seen a girl like you in this world." ”

"Hmm...... Thank you, you are beautiful too. Nan Zuisheng couldn't hide her shyness and lowered her head, the illusory soul fell softly in the spring breeze, and a beam of gilded golden light poured on her soul from time to time, making the girl's disillusioned figure gradually stabilize and gradually outline the original fairy appearance.

"No wonder you can wander around with the spring breeze as you like, such a greasy face, a magnificent fairy posture, if there is no noble and noble life character to protect the match, I am afraid that the fragrance and jade will have died in the competition of men." The beautiful woman stared quietly at the girl outside the jade tablet, and the ethereal figure formed by the condensation of the clouds suddenly dissipated into wisps of soft white clouds under the shroud of the glow.

Nan Zuisheng fell in front of the jade tablet in panic, and the toes condensed by the soul subtly stopped on the crystal clear jade steps: "Why are you missing?" ”

The face of the national color and heavenly fragrance was gently close to the slightly cool jade tablet, and she looked at the soft white clouds flowing in the green jade, and the wisps of softness condensed behind the jade tablet engraved with handwriting with the touch of her fingertips.

"The streamer of the clouds makes me feel the pain like a burning fire, if it weren't for the clouds in this jade tablet that nourish and care for my soul all these years, I'm afraid I would have been scattered in this world long ago." The woman's elegant and tranquil voice came from the jade tablet, softly soothing Nan Zuisheng's panicked and uneasy emotions.

Xiu's narrow and slender fingers gradually condensed in the gilt golden light, and Nan Zui stretched out his palms with unconcealed novelty and surprise, and his clear voice revealed undisguised joy and excitement: "I seem to be able to condense my body." ”

She raised her eyes to look at the glowing green jade stele, and saw that on the crystal blue jade, the girl's delicate face and slender figure were clearly reflected.

Nan Zuisheng stretched out his hand in disbelief, and his slightly trembling fingertips slowly stopped on the jade tablet: "This ...... Is that what I look like? She gazed at the fairy grace reflected on the jade tablet, her picturesque eyebrows like delicate lines outlined in ink, flowing in the pale green and smooth jade.

"Of course, that's what you look like, don't you remember what you look like?" The wisps of clouds flowing in the jade tablet condensed under Nan Zuisheng's fingertips, and the elegant and tranquil female voice could not hide her doubts in the spring breeze, and softly stopped in the girl's ears.

"I don't remember." The fingertips as white as jade gently caressed the light and cool jade stele, and half of the picturesque eyebrows were shrouded in gilt light, and the oblique reflection was obliquely reflected in the dark blue corner of the jade stele that had not yet melted into the clouds.

The soft jade-white clouds flowed quietly in the jade tablet, and the elegant and tranquil female voice revealed a little regret: "No wonder, the soul after the loss of the soul will go through a short blank period, and when you gradually recover your sanity and memory in the future, you can return to your body." ”

As the gilded glow looms, the cascading clouds cover the warm sun after the rain with the breeze. The crows perched on the dead trees flapped their inky wings, and the few crow feathers that fluttered to the ground surrounded the gradually solidifying spirit body of Nan Zuisheng under the flow of the breeze.

"Protect yourself, and when you regain your senses, be careful to avoid these crows, they don't like souls with independent consciousness." The extremely clean woman's figure was once again condensed in the jade tablet, and she raised her eyes and looked at the ignorant and confused Nan Zuishen Sheng gently, with a shallow smile.

It is like an elegant magnolia flower rooted in green jade and slowly blooming.

"It's time for you to get out of here, the cemetery doesn't welcome souls guarded by precious personalities, go back where you come from." A little anxious in her elegant and quiet voice, the woman glanced at the dead tree on the left through the green jade tablet in front of her, and several black-feathered crows were pecking at the silk wood on the dead tree.

Nan Zuisheng turned around in a daze, and although the illusory but condensed spirit body stepped on the barren and dry loess, without a trace, without a trace.

The soul of stepping on the sand without a trace flows in the spring breeze dyed with the fragrance of cherry blossoms, and with the girl's gentle and illusory steps, it seems to be guarding this ignorant and helpless soul.

"What's your name?" The beautiful woman stared at the girl's illusory body through the jade tablet, and asked softly.

"Nan Zuisheng, it's good if you call me Zuisheng." The girl's face with the national color and fragrance slowly showed the woman's eyes in the jade tablet with the movement of turning sideways.

"South...... Drunk. Are you the eldest lady of the Nan family? The beautiful woman suddenly changed nervously, and her originally elegant and tranquil voice revealed panic and uneasiness.

"The Nan family?" Hearing this, Nan Zuisheng looked at the green jade stele in confusion, and the distant mountains and eyebrows flowed under the flowing clouds, like smoke in the clouds.

She curled the corners of her lips and smiled apologetically, and stared at the beautiful woman in the jade tablet with clear black eyes: "I'm sorry, although I still remember what my name is, I really don't remember who I am." But you seem to be panicked when you mention the Nan family, are they your enemies? ”

The beautiful woman was stunned, silently condensed in the green jade stele, and there were wisps of soft white clouds flowing around her: "No, they are not my enemies, and I am not panicking." I don't know how long there was silence before the woman who was trapped in the jade tablet replied.

She raised her eyes to look at Nan's drunken fairy face, and the luster of the green jade plated the girl's picturesque eyebrows with a layer of warm and soft jade:

"It's just that my death has caused an unwarranted disaster to the Nan family, and I have always felt guilty about it, but now I am just an ethereal lonely soul, if I wasn't fortunate enough to condense in this green jade stele, relying on the cloud jade spirit in it to nourish the exhausted soul, my soul would have dissipated in this heaven and earth long ago."

Nan was drunk and confused.

Confused, she stared at the font engraved on the jade tablet.

Although the elegant and chic handwriting is quite worthy of the pride of calligraphy, the fonts engraved on the green jade tablet are all complex and difficult to understand traditional characters. Nan Zuisheng stumbled to recognize the traditional Chinese characters engraved on the green jade, and his voice was soaked in the spring breeze, and he slowly read out such a sentence:

"The beloved wife of the Northern War of the Northern Clan, although ...... The soul is gone, but ...... But ......" The girl frowned in distress and confusion, and her stumbling voice flowed in the green jade stele with the spring breeze, which made the beautiful woman couldn't help but smile.

She softly comforted Nan Zuisheng, who was distressed and thinking, and her beautiful and picturesque face shone brightly under the flowing glow of the green jade: "You don't have to embarrass yourself like this, I can't understand the font engraved on the jade tablet, so I just don't read it." ”

Hearing this, Nan Zuisheng obediently looked away, and his illusory and solid body became more and more immortal under the shroud of flowing clouds and light, and suddenly he was not like a mortal, but more like a fairy in the Heavenly Palace who was chasing the moon on the clouds.

"The deceased is gone, but the living are still continuing the pain and sin for me, drunk, when your soul returns to the body, don't forget to come here to talk to me, it is so lonely to watch the stars move in this jade monument alone." The beautiful woman looked at Nan Zuisheng with a smile, and her voice was still as elegant and tranquil as when she first saw it.

The gorgeous girl's soul tapped her jaw: "Okay." ”

At the end, Nan Zuisheng turned around again to look at the green jade stele, and stared at the woman in it through the pale cyan jade: "By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is." ”

The elegant voice slowly fell: "Iris." ”