The room was as silent as ever, and a white silk cloth hung lightly on the dusty, decaying dark brown beams!

The silk cloth is tied into a ring package, and the discerning person can see its purpose at a glance!

An atmosphere of sadness slowly spread. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Buxiu unconsciously lowered his eyelids, which is a kind of respect and regret for the deceased. It's like empathy.

At this moment, a soft sigh came from the bed behind Zibu Xiu.

The heart of the hearer is broken, and the listener is broken.

Buxiu was still startled, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to turn around. The bridge that turns back and dies is a classic no matter where it is!

The previous calm with a little sadness disappeared in an instant! Buxiu's face turned slightly pale, and he finally turned around slowly.

At this time, behind the miserable white curtains, there was a demure woman in ancient costume!

This woman has long black shawl hair, and a plain white dress that sets it off like a fairy, and her delicate and delicate eyes and gentle and quiet temperament are as pure as oxygen, as if they can be turned into the most soft and clear water at any time. But his willow eyebrows drooped slightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, his face was sad, and his melancholy and miserable expression looked touching and extremely weak against the backdrop of his thin figure.

Bu Xiu looked at the peerless appearance and weak posture of the "person" in front of him, and unconsciously swelled up with a trace of care in his heart, as if protecting the woman in front of him was his greatest mission!

But his even better qualities make him always on the lookout!

Bu Xiu shook his head in his heart, drove away all kinds of thoughts in his mind, and said softly: "Dare to ask the girl..."

The woman did not change any expression because of this impolite and unelegant culture, but hung her head slightly and replied weakly, "Concubine... It's been a ghost for a long time... This son must not call the concubine a 'girl', the concubine is already someone else's wife. ”

Although she is a ghost, seeing that she can still communicate with people normally, Buxiu is finally a little relieved.

He smirked, "That... Madame, may you leave it behind?"

The woman shook her head lightly and said, "Don't..."

"Why, why?" the cold sweat on Buxiu's forehead suddenly flowed down again.

The woman shook her head again and said, "I don't know about the concubine... The concubine only knows how to wait for the arrival of a person here. ”

"Who?"

The woman finally changed her expression, and saw that she thought for a while with a little confusion, and then replied with an even more sad face: "Concubine... I don't remember..."

Buxiu swallowed and spitted at the mouth, and said with a dry smile: "Ha, haha, Madame must have waited for a long time..."

The woman thought about it again and replied, "The concubine... Also forgot... I just remember that it was, for a long time... It's been a long time..."

Buxiu gestured awkwardly, as if trying to convince the woman, and said, "That's it... The person you want to wait for is definitely not under me... I'm only 25 years old this year... Twenty-five years... Before the age of establishment, it is impossible to be the person that the lady is waiting for!" Buxiu looked at the woman's puzzled expression from time to time, and kept changing different words.

Unexpectedly, the woman gradually stared at Buxiu a little distractedly, ignored Buxiu's words, and suddenly asked, "Childe... But the surname step?"

Bu Xiu was full of excitement when he heard this, and asked a little at a loss: "Where... Which cloth?"

The woman's eyes became brighter and brighter, and then she exuded a breathtaking brilliance! It was a kind of joy in the heart, a happy look from the heart! Her expression changed from sadness to joy at a speed visible to the naked eye, the slender string moon eyebrows were slightly upturned, the thick eyelashes trembled lightly from time to time, and the original incomparably lonely rose-colored cheeks slowly turned peach, and at this moment she looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, completely immature and youthful!

She got up suddenly, trotted in embroidered shoes and came to Buxiu's side, her eyes were full of hope, but also a little hesitant and cowardly, and asked, "You... Is it a step rest?!"

Buxiu looked at the woman in front of him whose temperament had changed greatly, and shook his head stubbornly.

When the woman heard this, her eyes immediately changed from hope to loneliness, her peach-colored cheeks regained their bleak rose color again, the corners of her mouth quickly retreated, her eyelids drooped, and a touch of sadness appeared on her face again, and she once again regained her weak but mature expression.

Soon, a clear streak of water appeared between her drooping eyelids, which instantly merged into a large dewdrop, which sparkled on her long eyelashes.

Buxiu looked at the woman in front of him, and felt every pore on his body itch incomparably! He secretly gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, "Impossible! How could she know my name?! She has been waiting for me?! This is absolutely impossible! This must be a conspiracy! Maybe it is an illusion!"

The woman walked back to the bed in a daze. The plain white dress dragged on the ground, making a very light grinding sound.

"Please wait a minute..."Buxiu reached out and patted the woman's shoulder.

He wanted to see if the woman who called herself a "ghost" really had a physical entity!

Judging by the "rules" of this world. According to the wisdom, "ghosts" can only be formed when people with extremely high martial arts skills die.

And what about her? If there is an entity, then she may be a demon or an illusion.

If there is no substance, then she may be a real ghost, or an illusion.

"Smack"

Buxiu's right hand gently patted her on the shoulder.

Buxiu's pupils shrank suddenly.

The woman was also surprised! She ran to the bed with great speed like a frightened rabbit, wrapped in a white quilt, and looked at Buxiu tremblingly.

"You... What do you want to do?" asked the woman in a pale voice, cowardly and overwhelmed.

Seeing her reaction, Buxiu stood still, his eyes flickering, and he didn't say a word.

"I'm sorry. Shocked Madame. In the next I will leave, and I hope that Mrs. will forgive. Buxiu couldn't think about any results, thinking that it was better to go. After the great battle with the Dryad, he finally managed to escape, and he was already exhausted at this moment, but this place was very strange, and he still couldn't stay for long.

He turned and walked to the door and pulled the door. The door remained unmoved.

He glanced back at the woman, took out the rune dagger from the spatial belt, condensed his true qi and swung it towards the door!

The mighty sword qi slammed into the door, causing a ripple of color!

Bu Xiu chuckled, turned his head and asked, "What do you mean, madam? You are so afraid of Zaixia, but you don't want Zai Xia to leave?"

The woman's eyes stared blankly at the colorful ripples, and her body trembled violently! She threw away the quilt, ran to Buxiu desperately, and hugged him hard!

Bu Xiu used a nameless footwork and appeared not far away, frowning at the woman.

The woman stared blankly at her empty arm, her face turned pale, and tears quickly flowed out of the corners of her eyes, down her beautiful and miserable cheeks, through her equally pale and small mouth, and on her arms!

Immediately, she actually hugged herself with her arms, squatted on the ground and cried!

Listening to the miserable cry and the pear blossom with the rain on her face, Buxiu's heart could not be calm! He walked up to the woman, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and touched her head.

The woman raised her head, with tears on her face, and looked at Buxiu with trembling shoulders, and then got up again and hugged him!

Buxiu did not run away again, but while his mood was complicated, he still had a trace of vigilance!

Finally, after crying for a long time, the woman's head gently rubbed in Buxiu's arms, and a mesmerizing smile bloomed!

She looked at Bu Xiu affectionately, pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "Xianggong~ You finally came to find a concubine!"

Buxiu smiled reluctantly and helped her to the bed. was about to get up, but found that her arm was held tightly by her, for fear that Buxiu would escape!

Buxiu had no choice but to sit beside the woman helplessly, and with a hint of apology, explained: "Madam... You may have really mistaken someone..."

The woman shook her head lightly and said, "Impossible! Only you, Buxiu, my father-in-law, can leave colored marks on that barrier!"

Buxiu said: "I... It's really called Buxiu..."Looking at the woman's stupid smile, he hurriedly continued: "But, I'm really not yet in the age of standing... And... I—" Buxiu looked at the woman and said thoughtfully, "We... Should... I've never met... Yes."

The woman stroked Buxiu's face and said gently, "I know... I've been a ghost for a long time... You've long since been reincarnated... You don't remember that I'm also in love... But, I will always be by your side and never leave you again! I just remember you..."

The woman stared blankly at Buxiu's face, and without warning, burst into tears again.