At first glance, he turned around and waved his hand at the fantasy beauty, put away his superb performance just now, waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, beauty, you take care of yourself, waiting for the triumphant return of this king, love you." As he spoke, he suddenly made several flying kisses to the beauty.

Seeing this, the beauty lowered her head shyly, smiled coquettishly, and when she looked up again, the illusion above the hall had disappeared.

He withdrew the spell at a glance, and wiped his dry eyes with a lingering intention to show his deep affection.

Ji Jiuli glanced at it with disgust, and sneered, "It's a pity that you don't go to singing." ”

suddenly put down his hand and smiled, "What kind of drama is singing, it's important to accompany my brother!" So what are we going to do next? ”

"Looking for ghosts." Ji Jiuli opened his mouth plainly.

"What?!"

At night, the city of Li is very quiet, and the night envelops the whole city, as if it is about to swallow the city.

Duan Xin stayed in his room, Duan Fu has been in business for generations, so Duan Xin is usually very busy, at this time, Xin also borrowed a lamp and candle, and crouched on the desk to check the account book sent by the housekeeper, there was a red candle lit on the desk, and after looking at the account book for a long time, Duan Xin had some eye pain, so he stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew out, blowing out the red candle on the desk, and the wind carried yin and coolness.

Duan Xin was stunned, then got up again, walked to the dresser, opened the drawer, took out a fire fold, opened the fire fold, and blew on the core of the fire fold, and the fire fold ignited.

Duan Xin paced to the desk and re-lit the red candle with a fire breaker.

Duan Xin shook the fire fold again, and after extinguishing the flames on the fire fold, he closed the fire fold again, put it aside, sat on the rattan chair, and picked up the account book on the table.

"Since I, I have fought with the king in the east and west, and have suffered from wind and frost and toil, year after year. Hate only hated the unreasonable, Qin ruined the lives of the people, and only harmed the people in distress......" There was a woman's singing voice outside the door, the words were correct and round, but it was good.

But listen carefully to the lyrics, it is the bridge in "Farewell My Concubine", this scene is Qiao Linger's favorite in life, since Qiao Linger's death, this scene has become a taboo in Duanfu.

Thinking about which maid was singing in the courtyard for some reason, Duan Xin put down the account book in his hand a little angrily, took the lamp and candle and went out.

Duan Xin followed the sound and walked into the courtyard, and sure enough, under a small pavilion in the courtyard, a woman in a costume was singing with a red costume.

"Which courtyard are you a girl who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?" Duan Xin walked towards the small pavilion with a lamp and candle.

Hearing the voice, the woman's singing figure paused, did not reply, and then shook the costume and sang, "Fortunately, in this place, the high hill is extremely rocky, and it is not easy to attack, so it is not too late to wait for the opportunity to break through the siege and ask for help...... Prepare the wine, and drink a few glasses with the king. ”

Seeing that the woman ignored herself, Duan Xin was extremely angry, picked up the lamp and candle in her hand and walked up the steps in a few steps, and pulled the woman over, "You ......" Duan Xin was stunned at the moment when he pulled the woman, and the words were choked in his throat.

The woman turned to look at Duan Xin, her eyebrows were affectionate, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, and then she lowered her head and gently blew out the lamp and candle in Duan Xin's hand.

After Duan Xin saw the woman's appearance clearly, he was completely stunned with fright.

An Ping was wearing a costume, hid his face and chuckled, and called softly, "Duan Lang, don't you recognize Ling'er?" ”

"Ahh Duan Xin was so frightened by this voice that Duan Lang threw away the lamp and candle in his hand, fell to the ground, propped his hand on the ground, and kept retreating, looking at the woman who looked like Qiao Ling'er, his pupils continued to dilate, "You are not Ling'er, you are not...... Who you are, who you are......"

"Duan Lang, Duan Lang...... What's wrong with you, I'm Ling'er, don't you recognize me? An Ping bent down and looked at Duan Xin with tears in his eyes, his tone was gentle and pitiful, and he was about to reach out to touch Duan Xin.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me! You're not Ling'er, you're not...... Ling'er is dead, you are not Ling'er, you are not ......" Duan Xin opened An Ping's hand, and his body kept moving backwards until he was pushed onto the pavilion pillar, and he could no longer retreat.

Steward Liu heard the movement coming from the yard, so he went to check with the lantern, this voice is the master, what's going on? Isn't something wrong?

From a distance, Steward Liu saw Duan Xin sitting on the ground leaning against the pavilion pillar and shouting into the void, "Get out!" Get lost! Don't touch me, don't touch me......"

An Ping smiled and spoke, "Duan Lang, Ling'er is so cold underground, why did you bury Ling'er, Ling'er is about to lose her breath, Duan Lang, Ling'er is so uncomfortable, Ling'er is so cold......" An Ping pressed towards Duan Xin step by step.

"Sir!" Steward Liu's voice came from afar.

An Ping turned his head and glanced at Steward Liu, who was rushing here, smiled, got up and walked to the center of the pavilion, brushed the costume and sang again, "The king's generous and sad song makes people cry." When the concubine sings and dances, how about chatting to relieve her worries? ”

Steward Liu ran to Duan Xin with a lantern and reached out to grab Duan Xin, who was trembling, "Master, what's wrong with you, master, why are you sitting here?" What's wrong, sir? ”

Duan Xin heard Steward Liu's voice, turned his head and looked at Steward Liu with a frightened face, relieved himself, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and grabbed Steward Liu's hand fiercely, "Steward Liu, Ling'er is back, Ling'er is back......"

Steward Liu looked at Duan Xin in disbelief, "Master, what are you talking about?" Madame died fifteen years ago, huh? ”

"I didn't lie to you! Ling'er ...... Ling'er, she really came back, and she told me that she was so cold...... Didn't you hear? She...... She just stood there singing. As he spoke, Duan Xin raised his hand and pointed to his front.

When Duan Xin looked up at Anping again, there was suddenly a man in costume in front of him, and the man sang, "There is such a concubine!" "In the haze, people can't see the appearance of a real man.

Steward Liu looked up and looked at Duan Xin's finger, but he didn't see anything, and then looked back at Duan Xin's frightened face, and couldn't help but think, master, this can't be evil, right?

An Ping smiled at the man's blessing body, "It's so ugly for the concubine!" Then Anping had two more swords in his hand, and Anping danced with a sword, and sang in his mouth, "Persuade the king to drink and listen to Yu songs, and relieve the king's sorrow and dance." Win Qin has no way to break the country, and the heroes are fighting in all directions. Since ancient times, as the saying goes, don't deceive me, the rise and fall of success or failure, and sit in the treasure tent with a relaxed heart. ”

Liu Guanjia saw that Duan Xin was staring ahead, but he didn't see anything, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Duan Xin's eyes, "Master? ”

But Duan Xin didn't pay attention to Steward Liu.

The man standing next to An Ping continued to sing, "There is Concubine Lao." After speaking, the man suddenly looked back at Duan Xin with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Ahh Duan Xin screamed in fright, and the man who sang in duet with An Ping was the same as when he was young.

Once upon a time, Duan Xin also sang with Qiao Ling'er like this, but now it is all about things and people, and the scene in front of him is Duan Xin and Qiao Ling'er back then.

Anping was still dancing in the pavilion with his sword.

Hearing his master's sudden scream, Steward Liu himself was startled, and his heart began to be afraid, but Steward Liu really didn't see anything, didn't hear anything, "Master!" Master! What the hell is wrong with you, sir? ”

"Don't you see? Qiao Ling'er, she's back, Qiao Ling'er, she's back......" Duan Xin grabbed Steward Liu's arm and shook it vigorously.

"Sir, there's nothing here."

"Impossible! No way! Steward Liu, didn't you hear? She's singing her favorite "Farewell My Concubine", don't you hear? You see, she is standing there, Qiao Ling'er is standing there. Look......" Duan Xin was obviously frightened mad by An Ping, and then, Duan Xin thought of something again, and grabbed Steward Liu's shoulder, "I know, I know...... Because I killed Anping, Ling'er came to me for revenge, but ...... You know, Steward Liu, you know, if Anping is allowed to live, the Duan family will not have a good life, besides, Anping is a sinner, she must die! She must die! Must die ......"

Looking at Duan Xin's half-crying and half-smiling appearance, Steward Liu knew that there must be something unclean here, and his back was also cold.

The man in the costume in the small pavilion took An Ping's hand, "Concubine, hurry up and fight with Gu to get out of the encirclement!" ”

An Ping should sing in harmony, "O king, if you can break out of the siege this time, please retreat to Jiangdong, and then try to revive the Chu State and save the Li people." If the concubines are together, won't they involve the king to kill the enemy? That's it! Let the sword at the king's waist be before the king. ”

"How?"

"Don't worry about you."

"Concubine, you, you, you, don't find such a short sight!"

"O king!"

This scene is more and more like the time when he sang with Qiao Ling'er many years ago, the more Duan Xin looked at it, the more frightened he became, and he hurriedly grabbed Steward Liu's hand, "Ling'er wants to kill me, she wants to kill me, she will definitely kill me...... What to do? What to do...... That's right, pure mercy, pure mercy! Pure mercy can save me! Steward Liu, you go to Jing'anguan, hurry up to Jing'anguan to find Jingci, you go up the mountain to find Jingci, he will definitely save me, you go to Jingci to save me, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up! Go find Pure Mercy......"

At this time, the man in the costume was already singing, "Wow! Concubine, don't look for such a short sight! ”

Anping took the sword from the man's waist and rested it on his neck.

When Steward Liu heard Duan Xin's order, he nodded again and again, and ran out in fright, and at this time, only Duan Xin was left in the small pavilion.

As soon as An Ping turned around, the sword stabbed into An Ping's neck, and when he saw the blood, An Ping's head fell off and rolled to Duan Xin's feet.

Duan Xin looked down, the head suddenly opened its eyes and turned into his own appearance, Duan Xin was so frightened that he screamed again, "Ah! ”

Duan Xin kicked the head away, staggered up from the ground, and ran out.

At this time, the man in costume standing in the small pavilion transformed into Qiao Ling'er's previous appearance, and An Ping, who turned into Qiao Ling'er's appearance, had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, watching Duan Xin shake his body and run away, like a clown.

At first glance, he pulled Ji Jiuli's sleeve, carefully followed behind Ji Jiuli, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Jiuli, where is there any ghost in this wilderness?" There won't be any ghosts, I think we'd better go back and come back tomorrow morning. ”

Ji Jiuli stopped, looked back at Cha Ran, "What the hell are you looking for in broad daylight, suddenly your brain is ......"

Saying that, Ji Jiuli seemed to think of something again, and said with a smile, "You shouldn't be afraid of ghosts, right?" ”

"What are you kidding, I'm the king of Qingqiu Mountain, I'm afraid of a little ghost? How can it be? You don't insult me, okay? At first glance, he immediately puffed up his chest and refuted Ji Jiuli.