Although this story was told from the mouth of the old man in front of him, when Xia Chongming stared at the old man, he felt that he had suddenly traveled to that era.

She was like a bystander, her eyes were always beside him, watching how the old man in tattered clothes fell into the trap of the rich man, watching him beg for help, watching his wife separated, watching him die a tragic death under the carriage.

The noise of the street was in stark contrast to the blood on the ground, and after his death, the people on the street also turned a blind eye to it, and the carriage sped by, and the young master Qian on the side said "bad luck" with disdain, and ordered his subordinates to throw the old man's body into the wilderness.

Although the protagonist of this story is not Xia Chongming, she seems to have experienced it herself, deeply experienced the old man's sorrow, immersed in the relationship with this ghost, and her heart was like colic. Her thoughts lingered in the scene of memories that seemed real and imaginary, and even there she began to kneel beside the old man's corpse, hugging her head and crying.

Suddenly, a voice came from afar, calling her softly, Xia Chongming heard the man: "Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you, don't scare the old man!" In a jolt, Xia Chongming finally came back to her senses, she was panting against her chest, her cheeks were full of warm tears, which frightened the old man into panic.

After a while, Xia Chongming finally came to his senses, waved his hand, and said weakly: "I'm fine, don't worry." She shook her head again, as if thinking of something, and asked with a glare, "What about your daughter?" What happened to her? ”

Unexpectedly, the old man lowered his head, sighed, and spit out a few words after a long time: "She hanged herself." Xia Chongming looked at his cloudy pupils, and there was a cramp in her heart, she took a sharp breath, and almost didn't vomit blood. But what she cares about most at the moment is not her physical discomfort, but why this ghost has been in the world for so long.

When we first met, the blood on this ghost creature was very strong, and it stands to reason that although he died accidentally, it would not have become like this.

Xia Chongming endured the colic pain in his heart, held the old man's arm and said, "Then what happened to her, shouldn't she be with you logically?" ”

The old man lowered his head and pondered, and slowly said what happened after that.

It turned out that the resentment between him and his daughter was all on Young Master Qian alone. So as long as Young Master Qian is removed, they can be reincarnated with peace of mind. But in that era, as a landlord, no one dared to provoke Young Master Qian, let alone convict him, let alone take revenge on Young Master Qian for going to his head. So the two of them thought about it, and they could only take revenge as ghosts.

However, once a ghost commits a killing ring, it will be tainted with blood, and it will be difficult to reincarnate as a human being. Either choose to enter the underworld and be tortured in the Yama Temple to wash away the bloody qi on your body, or you choose to stay in the yang world to enhance your cultivation, and give up the opportunity to be a human again in this life.

And where do the two little ghosts Zhang Chefu and his daughter have any magical powers, if they choose to be tortured, they may be scattered before it is over, so they can only choose the latter.

Cheman Zhang, who loved his daughter, chose to let him come alone to cut off the money, so that her daughter could be reincarnated again no matter what, while he stayed in the yang world. Sure enough, soon after, the news came that Young Master Qian had died of heart disease, and Zhang's daughter was successfully reincarnated.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the ghosts in the yang world, Zhang Chefu could only improve his strength by sucking people's essence blood, but this method would only lead him more and more astray, and soon he became a demon who could only kill.

Xia Chongming listened patiently to him, her heart had been cramping during the whole process, her face became whiter and whiter, and a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Seeing this, Zhang Chefu hurriedly stopped narrating, and went over to support her, he said regretfully: "Miss, the old man shouldn't talk about this." Miss, you have the ability to communicate with ghosts. This kind of ability is not something you can afford now, it will bring a huge load to your body, and it will be much better not to look at us in the future......"

Xia Chongming gasped for breath, trying to calm the colic in her heart, but when she heard Zhang Chefu's words, she was slightly stunned, and asked with a sharp glare: "How do you know?" Who told you this? "Even Xia Chongming himself doesn't know much about these, maybe what Zhang Chefu said is related to the memories she lost? Or maybe it has something to do with her weird left eye?

"Hmm...... It's Su ....., it's the legend that the old man heard, and after seeing the young lady's eyes that night, the old man asked around, but he didn't expect some ghosts with high cultivation to actually say that I met the eyes of ice and fire in ancient times, and what they just told you was what they told me. He was obviously hiding something, and he looked panicked when he spoke, Xia Chongming saw that he couldn't ask anything, so he gave up, patted his butt and stood up.

"That's it, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you. In the future, I will call you Lao Zhang, well, I hope that you can use the spiritual power in the ring, well, to repair the soul as soon as possible, and go to reincarnation as soon as possible. Xia Chongming looked at Lao Zhang's old appearance, and he really couldn't bear to let him protect himself.

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhang knelt on the ground all of a sudden and said, "Miss, you don't have to worry about the safety of the old man, protecting the young lady is an agreement made by the old man voluntarily with Mrs. Su, and the old man will definitely do his best." ”

His words seemed to beg Xia Chongming not to drive him away, and he was wronged. Xia Chongming hurriedly helped him up, signaling that he didn't need to be polite, and at the same time wondering in his heart, what is the identity of his mother Su Jin?

As soon as he thought of the utensils he saw in Su Jin's room, Xia Chongming suddenly had a bold guess, could it be that his mother was a master of ten ghost hunts written in Xiuxian's novels? It seems that after Su Jin comes back, Xia Chongming can ask in detail.

Lao Zhang saw that Xia Chongming was thinking about things, and suddenly interrupted her thoughts and said, "Miss, do you want to ask about this lake?" He patted Xia Chongming's back and pointed to the lake in front of him.

Xia Chongming said "um", and immediately remembered what had just happened, so he asked, "Ah yes, what's going on?" Why is it that in my eyes it is a pool of stagnant water, but in the eyes of my friends it is alive? ”

Lao Zhang looked at Xia Chongming's eyes, lowered his voice and said, "Miss, that's because your eyes of ice and fire can perceive the essence of all things in this world, and this lake has been tricked by people, and your vision will not be restricted by illusions." You can try covering your left eye first, then your right eye, and concentrating with your left eye. ”

Xia Chongming replied, first covering his left eye and only using his right eye to observe the surroundings. Sure enough, a fairyland-like scene came into view, the lake was rugged in the distance, and the fish were frolicking under the water lilies on the lake, and sure enough, there were those good-looking and big koi fish that Zhang Kewei said. It seems that they did not lie to her, but because in their eyes, this place is so beautiful.

Xia Chongming moved his hand, and this time he covered his right eye again. She first closed her eyes and pondered, trying to focus all her attention on her left eye, and after a while, she suddenly broke open her left eye, and a red and blue yin-yang fish had appeared in her left eye, exuding a trace of cold air and a faint fire.