11. Lotus picking
Lin Yu was thinking nonsense, but the evening mirror lightly lifted the hem of her skirt and walked towards the mountain rock. Lin Yu touched the red rope given to him by the evening mirror on his wrist, and followed with courage.
What the evening mirror saw was a female ghost, about twenty years old, with a pale complexion, and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, like the corners of her lips unwillingly pruning downward. This girl had seen it before, but she didn't want to provoke ghosts, so she kept pretending not to see it.
Jiyue Villa is quite clean, and there are not many ghosts. The reason why Wanjing found this girl was because she was too lazy to go out, and second, this girl was wearing the costume of a maid in Jiyue Villa, although it was an early year, it was very clean and neat, and it was easy to recognize. Wanjing pondered, since there is something to ask for ghosts, it is better to be a favor and clean up Jiyue Villa by the way.
The female ghost was standing there stunned and didn't know what she was looking at, but when she heard the approach of Wanjing and Lin Yu, she turned her head and turned her unfocused pupils to look at them, and there was a slight hostility in the scrutiny, but it was not a ghost.
Lin Yu couldn't see anything, but subconsciously tightened his neckline, and inexplicably shivered.
Evening Mirror has never dealt with ghosts since he became a person, and he was a little vague for a while. After steadying his mind, he smiled kindly at the female ghost and asked her softly, "What's your name?" With that, she stretched out her hand from the fox fur and spread it out, indicating that she was not a ghost catcher, and said slowly, "You don't have to be afraid. β
The female ghost hesitated for a moment before she said in a dumb voice, "My name is Cailian." With every opening and closing of her mouth, pools of blood poured out, and the blood was thick and black, and it was terrible. Blood flowed down her chin and then to the placket, dripping onto the hem of her skirt, and then disappeared after a few moments.
"Why don't you reincarnate?" Wanjing took a step forward, Cai Lian looked at her sideways, but asked, "Why did you just ask me today?" As he spoke, streams of black blood came out again, making Wanjing look so awkward, and he wanted to draw a handkerchief and hand it to her.
"You know I can see you?" The evening mirror was quite unexpected. She still thinks that her blindness can really be unaware, it seems that she is naΓ―ve.
"You are extremely yin, almost like a ghost, and the first time I saw you, I thought you were a ghost too." Cai Lian laughed twice, "At least you should be able to see through yin and yang, you pretend to be quite similar, I thought I was wrong." β
Wanjing said in his heart: Isn't he a ghost. I thought so in my heart, but I smiled and didn't speak. She knew that Lin Yu was standing beside her, although Lin Yu couldn't hear Cailian talking, but she could hear her, and Wanjing was also worried that she would accidentally say something that she shouldn't say, so she was very careful in answering questions.
"Do you have any grievances that you have unresolved? Why don't you go to reincarnation? "It's not as good as the era when the evening mirror wandered, even if it was a vain death, there were many people who put river lanterns on the Midyear Festival, as long as they wanted to leave, they wouldn't be separated.
Cai Lian's eyes suddenly widened, her neck lengthened, she grinned extremely strangely, and said cruelly: "I don't!" I'm going to wait for her to die, I'm going to wait for her to become a ghost, I'm going to watch her be whipped and put in the oil pot! I'm going to watch her turn into a bed bug and ant in six reincarnations, and then watch her be twisted to death! β
"Who is she?"
"Snow, plum!"
"Xuemei?" Wanjing frowned, but listened to Lin Yu say on the side: "Xuemei? What's wrong? β
"Who is Xuemei?"
"Is it Xuemei in our Zhuangzi?"
Wanjing turned her head to look at Cailian, Cailian nodded, so Wanjing also nodded to Lin Yu.
Lin Yu knocked on his chin and thought for a moment, "That should be Aunt Qi's name when she was a maid." β
"Aunt Qi?" The evening mirror was a little surprised. This Aunt Qi is an old man in the villa, and she has a lot of qualifications, plus her husband is Qi Fengnian, the chief steward of the villa, she can be regarded as one of the top stewards. Wanjing has always lived in a simple place, and I haven't had much contact with her, but I know that she is a person with quite a lot of wrist ability, and it is also very refreshing.
Didn't this Cai Lian Mo make a mistake and was lynched to death by Aunt Qi, so he held a grudge? can look at her outfit, if she lives to this day, she should be about the same age as Aunt Qi, and Aunt Qi at that time has no power to reward and punish people.
Wanjing thought about it, but Cai Lian opened her mouth wide as if she was out of control, the black blood gushed more and more fiercely, and she roared in her mouth, which sounded like 'let her die' or something like that, and she looked extremely angry.
Wanjing took a step back, waved her hand, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, you tell me what grievances you have first, and then I'll see how to help you." β
Cai Lian vented her emotions, stared sideways at the evening mirror, and said suspiciously: "Why are you helping me?" β
"Because I'm going to ask you to do something for me too."