"You, who are you?"

The Hanfu woman spoke first, her brows furrowed slightly, and there was a hint of melancholy in her nobility.

"My name is Ling Tian, who are you?"

"Ling Tian?" The Hanfu woman repeated it word by word, and then sat down on the edge of the well, her movements were very elegant: "I don't know who I am, maybe I'm just a bright moon in this reflection, rippling with the well water, and I can't help myself." ”

The Hanfu woman said it very well, although Ling Tian didn't know what was good, but a trace of pity rose for her from her heart for no reason.

Ling Tian's gaze fell on the corner of the woman's skirt, and his gaze froze, getting rid of the strange feeling.

On the pale green skirt of the Hanfu woman, as if it was wet with water, with an irregular circle of bright red, the highest point has reached the knee position, especially the woman's feet, there is a pair of shoes that are so red that people are cold.

The color of the opposite of the plain elegance of the upper body, which is a symbol of the ghost.

"What are you looking at?"

The Hanfu woman's voice was as crisp as ever, and Ling Tian didn't intend to stimulate this powerful ghost without knowing who was strong and who was weak.

"Nothing, just wondering what the hell this place is."

"Here?" The Hanfu woman looked around: "This is a prison. ”

"Prison?"

"Yes, I've experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter here, but only here."

The Hanfu woman looked at a blooming flower in the garden and sighed leisurely, and in her sigh, a cold wind appeared out of thin air in the garden.

The surrounding flowers and trees began to wither at a visible rate, and with the appearance of dead trees, it seemed that it had suddenly entered late autumn, and the change was not over.

A little coldness fell on Ling Tian's surprised face, and when he touched it with his hand, it was a little snowflake, a little snowflake fell, and they were all flying, and white flowers seemed to grow on the dead branches, a warm winter scene.

"You're surprised?" The Hanfu woman looked back at Ling Tian, her eyes full of resentment: "But if you see too much, you won't be surprised, and you won't feel beautiful." ”

Suppressing the sadness in his heart, Ling Tian smiled: "At least you can still see it now, can't you?" ”

"Yes."

The Hanfu woman finally smiled, and for a while the snow melted, and the shoots grew out of the dead branches again.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Ling Tian didn't speak again, now his mind was very confused, in his memory, no ghost could do this, but looking at the blood color on the Hanfu woman, he didn't become the most powerful red-clothed ghost.

After a long time, the Hanfu woman let out a long sigh, with tears hidden in her beautiful eyes, and looked at Ling Tian: "However, such a beautiful scenery is only appreciated by me. ”

Ling Tian's liver trembled, was it finally about to be exposed?

Laughing dryly, Ling Tian was cheeky: "Actually, it doesn't matter what the scenery is, for example, I like to be with my wife, even if it is a desolate desert, I can taste a little taste." ”

The Hanfu woman nodded: "Wife, is it a beloved?" Yes, you're right, but I can be your wife too. ”

"Huh?"

"Am I not pretty?"

The Hanfu woman's gaze looked at Ling Tian, but to his surprise, the Hanfu woman sighed slowly: "Alas, let's go, if you have time, come and see me, a lonely person, just don't be too late, I'm almost gone." ”

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, both surprised by the woman's letting go, and surprised by the woman's last words.

After thinking for a while, Ling Tian said curiously: "You are almost gone?" Are you going to be reincarnated? ”

The Hanfu woman shook her head: "Reincarnation? Was I still me then? I'd rather disappear into this world. ”

"And ...... you?"

"I can feel that my essence is being destroyed, I have lost my support, and I naturally cease to exist."

"Ontology? Haven't you lost your memory? ”

"I just don't know my name, no, I never had a name."

The Hanfu woman slowly explained that the Hanfu woman was not a pure ghost, to be precise, she was not a ghost.

Hundreds of years ago, the owner of the auspicious ancient palace was involved in a major rebellion case, and the family was escorted to the capital, and the remaining maids and servants were terrified all day long.

Not long after, a eunuch came to investigate, and everyone thought that his innocent self would have a glimmer of life, but they didn't expect that the eunuch would kill all the men in the Jixiang Ancient Palace on the first day he arrived, and everything was just because of his perverted psychology.

The surviving maids are alive like dogs, hoping to see a tomorrow.

But as one by one, their companions were abused to death, and they suddenly knew that they would never be able to wait for such a tomorrow.

So, in the middle of the night, the maids strangled the eunuch to death in the dormitory, and then jumped into the ancient well together, but what they did not expect was that death was not the end, but another beginning.

The maids who turned into ghosts were still not the opponents of the eunuchs, and in order to destroy this demon, the maids sacrificed themselves and were willing to be devoured by their companions, and finally formed the Hanfu woman in front of them.

When the Hanfu woman spoke, she didn't have the sadness just now, but hung up a smile: "I suddenly thought of my name, you can call me auspicious in the future." Born in Si, grew up in Si, and buried in Si. ”

Ling Tian nodded, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but this trace of doubt did not escape Ji Xiang's eyes, Ji Xiang thought for a while: "Do you think that I am not sad, no, no, we don't need to be sad to seek benevolence." ”

Nodding again, Ling Tian suppressed the admiration in his heart: "What did you say your ontology was?" ”

"After our sisters devoured each other, because of the conflict of consciousness, we chose a sustenance object to alleviate, and it finally became our essence."

Ling Tian asked again and again, but Jixiang couldn't tell where the sustenance was, but he vaguely felt that it was not far from her. In the end, they only told Ling Tian that it was a jade bracelet, because their sustenance formed a blood line in the middle of the jade bracelet.

The Hanfu woman did what she said, she didn't leave Ling Tian behind, but sent him out, except for not wanting to tell who pushed him down, acting enough to make him change his opinion about ghosts.

Leaving the ancient well, Ling Tian wanted to help Jixiang, but he couldn't.

He vaguely understood that the reason why Jixiang was able to control the four seasons was because she used countless hours to merge with the Jixiang Ancient Palace in that space, which was an ability that required countless lonely accumulations.

Thinking of this, the idea of helping Ji Xiang became even stronger, and Ling Tian sent a message to all his friends, asking about the whereabouts of the blood-colored jade bracelet. In fact, he didn't have any confidence, but only did his best.