"You have taken the king's body."

He was tall and tall, with the tip of his sword pointed straight at the center of my eyebrows, as if asking very politely.

"Is it possible to kill you and he can come back?"

I'm a ghost.

A conscientious and diligent worker, in order to return to the world.

It is said that it was because my life experience was so tragic that it aroused the compassion of the ghosts in the underworld, and under the instigation of black and white impermanence, they decided to help me fulfill my last wish - no longer to be reincarnated, but to live only as a ghost.

It's a pity that I drank Meng Po soup, and I can't remember why I made such a heartless last wish, and actually hoped that I would become a lonely ghost.

I suspect they're fooling me, but I have no proof.

Tens of millions of ghosts come and go in the underworld, and I don't think any of them will pity me.

But life in the underworld is really good.

It's time to play, it's time to have fun.

Although I was scared by the strange ghosts at first, I got used to it and looked at it again, and it seemed quite cute.

I sat by the Nai He Bridge and watched Meng Po make soup, saw her add a handful of powder to the pot with a cold face, and asked curiously, "What did you add just now?" ”

"Helping people get rid of their emotions."

Meng Po took a spoon and scooped it up a little, "Taste it?" ”

I smiled and dodged, and when I turned my head and saw a little light on the other side of the bridge, Meng Po put away the spoon, knowing that it was black and white impermanence that had brought ghosts again.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw a ghost coming from the sea of flowers, very tall, wet, and the whole head was so blurred that it was impossible to see the face, and it could only be judged by virtue of her beautiful figure that it was a woman.

When she stepped on the first step of the Nai He Bridge, the wounds on the ghost's body began to heal, and gradually turned into a girl with affection in her eyes, walking quietly, and she couldn't stop shedding tears.

The black fog behind her was thick like ink, and at first glance, she was unjustly killed.

I walked to the other end of the bridge and asked curiously, "How did this girl die?" ”

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Hei Wuchang seemed to be very emotional: "She, she was stoned to death by her sweetheart, and she was thrown into the river, and she was very angry." ”

I was stunned for a moment, feeling very uncomfortable, and frowned, "This is too much." ”

"Yes, the Hades Palace has been arranged, and the person who killed her can be reincarnated after tasting the bitterness."

I sat on the bridge, watched the girl drink Meng Po soup, the resentment dissipated, and finally got off the bridge and disappeared, and suddenly remembered one thing: "What is my death like?" Is it ugly? ”

Bai Wuchang stuck out his tongue and said, "The fatal wound is very small and not ugly. ”

I asked, "Is there a mirror?" Black and white impermanence glanced at each other: "You want to go to the yang world?" ”

Legend has it that the mirror can communicate yin and yang, and the dead can return to the world through the mirror, but I actually just want to see how my death looks like, and when they told me this, I was a little moved and asked, "Isn't it okay?" ”

"It's not impossible." Meng Po's voice came from behind him, "We can open a back door for you, but you have to pay some labor." ”

Is there such a good thing? I immediately agreed.

So I was forced to work for two hundred years in the underworld, and I went to help Meng Po boil soup for hundreds of years, and finally got the qualification to return to the world.

The only pity is that Meng Po doesn't have an extra body for me to use, so I can only find someone who wants to die and exchange my body with him.

But what I didn't expect was that the next second I got out of the mirror, I found someone who was willing to swap bodies with me.

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"You......... Really want to swap with me? ”

"yes, I don't disagree, I've wanted to die for a long time, and it doesn't seem bad to see you being a ghost like this."

The young man held his chin in one hand and laughed at me, "Come and change, it will be too late for that guy to find out." ”

When I saw that he was richly dressed and lived in the castle, I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you the king here?" ”

"Of course, there is money, beauty and fame." His Majesty the Young King smiled, "Why don't you change it?" ”

The tone was like child trafficking, and I cautiously stretched out my finger and touched his white fingertips.

When I opened my eyes again, I had a human body.

"Can you really change it?"

The king, who had turned into a ghost, floated in the air a few times, "It feels good. ”

As I read his memories, I asked, "Are you going to go out for a walk?" The body can always return it to you if needed. ”

"No, I'll stay with you." The king said, "Otherwise I will regret it." ”

I leaned on the windowsill to look at the scenery and asked the young people around me, "Why do you want to die?" ”

The king was not shy about it: "Because I don't want someone to kill me first." ”

I remembered the girl who was stoned to death by my sweetheart: "Is it your sweetheart who wants to kill you?" ”

The young man turned his head sharply, his eyes full of surprise.

There was a knock at the door, and a moment later someone pushed the door in, dressed in a neat and holy knight's uniform, and knelt down before me, and said, "King, the banquet has begun." ”

I felt my heart beat much faster than before, and I realized that this man was trying to assassinate the king.

I really can't see that the king's personal guard, Mr. Zhe'an, is actually a spy of another country.

I lowered my eyes and looked at the half-kneeling guard commander in silence, until I suppressed all the emotions of the original assault, and then said, "Let's go." ”

Zhean led the way, and I followed, slowly digesting the memories of His Majesty.

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His Majesty's real name is Luo Chen, and at the age of seventeen, he took over the throne from his father, and the accompanying chief of the guard, Zhe'an.

At that time, it was a chaotic war, Luo Chen took Zhe'an to the battle to boost morale, and followed the example of his predecessors and used the lives of tens of thousands of warriors to deter ambitious neighbors, in exchange for the Haiyan River in recent years.

Today's banquet is to celebrate his twenty-third birthday.

"It's not easy."

I took a few steps behind and whispered, "You're a little miserable." ”

Luo Chen didn't care: "It's nothing, after all, compared to that one, my experience has already been calculated." ”

"Who?"

"That was more than five hundred years ago," Luo Chen told me the story when Zhe'an couldn't hear it, "That king's name is Luo Yan, and he is also my ancestor, and he inherited a small country less than a hundred miles from his father in his teens, with a population of less than tens of thousands, a lack of troops, and a shortage of food and grass - the situation may not have been so difficult at that time, but it should not be much better, legend, always exaggerate." ”

"Luo Yan and his bamboo horse have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and they have no choice but to intercept the grain of other countries to provoke wars, and with the enthusiasm of young people, they have annexed several small countries around them. At that time, there were fourteen countries, and in the end there were only two left, and no one could help anyone, and it has continued until now - the crown may be a bit heavy, and you have to control the balance yourself. ”

I checked it and felt okay, at least not to be top-heavy, so I said, "It's okay, you go on." ”

"In the second year of Luo Yan's sitting on the throne, neighboring countries provoked wars, and the armies played against each other, Luo Yan stood on a tall building, killed the opposing general with an arrow, shocked the soldiers on both sides, and successfully signed a peace treaty, but just two years ago, he was about to kill him."

While Zhe'an went to get the scepter, I commented, "The details are a bit ridiculous, but they are generally similar to you." ”

"Zhe'an was an accident, and the rest is just that I deliberately imitated my ancestors."

Luo Chen continued to tell the story, "Later, Luo Yan's younger brother, that is, my ancestor, sat on the throne, and after calming down the external troubles, he went to Luo Yan and his bamboo horse, and found that the person had committed suicide in front of Luo Yan's tomb, and Luo Yan's appearance before his death was also made into a statue and placed in the hall, you should see it in a while." ”

I felt inexplicably uncomfortable: "So what is the relationship between Luo Yan and his bamboo horse?" ”

"Who knows, some people say it's a lover, some people say it's a sworn enemy, but no matter how much you guess, you can't find the person concerned to confirm it...... If you look at the above, that's Luo Yan. ”

The splendid throne was covered with thorns, and the young man sat in it, holding his wine glass high in his right hand, and the smile on his lips did not disappear. However, in his heart, there was a sword from the most trusted man, with a few words engraved on the hilt, and the distance was too far for me to see.

When Luo Chen heard this, he floated to the statue for me to take a closer look, and after a while, he came back and told me: "It is engraved with 'Luo Yan's gift.'" ”

I felt a slight pain in my head, and an extremely vague fragment flashed by.

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"I guess the sword I gave you, it's really sharp."

"Who sent you? Ah Yuan or Lao Luo? ”

"That's it?"

"King, you're wandering."

In front of me was the young man's magnified handsome face, I took a step back a little uncomfortably, and heard him seem a little helpless, "Did you hear what I said?" ”

"Sorry, no." I'm honest, "Can you say that again?" ”

Zhe'an couldn't help but smile: "It's nothing, I just want to remind you that if there is an envoy who recommends you as a queen candidate, please don't accept it." ”

"That's inevitable."

I followed him into the main hall and lowered my voice, "After all, there is someone I like." ”

Zhe'an's movements paused. "That's it?"

Luo Chen snorted, "You're making it difficult for me." ”

"Aren't you going to live?"

Relying on the large number of people, I whispered to him, "It's just a confession, don't you see that he seems to be interesting to you?" ”

I knew he wasn't going to run away.

After a while, Luo Chen said sullenly: "However, there is no conflict between the two things that he likes me and wants to kill me." ”

When someone came to talk, I couldn't continue to communicate with Luo Chen, so I had to put on a smile and talk to them, and I personally felt the difficulties of the diplomats.

"I'm tired."

At the end of the banquet, I almost collapsed on the throne, "Do you work so hard every day?" ”

Luo Chen was happy next to him: "It's just in time for you to catch up with the busiest time." ”

Zhean sent off the guests, ordered the servants to clean the main hall, and came to the king to give him a reply. I immediately learned that Luo Chen became serious, and was about to say something polite, but I saw Zhe'an walking straight over, his face was like frost: "Who are you, Wang?" ”

Did you see it so quickly?

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