That jade orchid was inserted in the hair of Miss Li when she went to harvest jade orchid seeds near Lanze after she was injured. At that time, the wind was very strong, and she was wearing the clothes worn by her eldest sister back then, and the wide clothes that were wide for her were blown up by the wind, outlining the thin curves under the clothes. There was an indescribable sadness in her back, as if in the next moment, she would ride the wind away.

I was stunned.

The wind lifted her long black hair, and the jade orchid that rested between her temples struggled with her weak white petals, and was finally carried away by the wind and landed at my feet.

The devil sent the gods, and I picked it up. She seemed to notice my movements and looked at me, and I could only hide the little flower behind me in a panic, and only breathe a sigh of relief when I saw her turn around.

But that unattainable figure always lingers in my mind.

I was expecting it to go on like this forever - to be able to spend every day in the same yard, even if she was in a daze most of the time. At that time, her mother recognized her as her goddaughter, and her face was as silent as stagnant water on weekdays.

The little sister seemed to see something, and every time she saw me in a daze towards the West House, she couldn't help but laugh at me. But she was right, how can an ordinary person like me be worthy of Miss Li?

I suppressed the feelings in my heart, as if she were just my godmother. But every nightfall, I would turn out the withered yellow jade orchid and quietly watch it distracted.

She often goes out or asks me to collect some medicine and make various unknown pills and ointments. Her momentum became stronger and stronger, and her dead eyes seemed to have a purpose. I knew very well that this little village couldn't keep her.

Later, one day, the village received a team from Lanruo Palace, and my family was responsible for receiving a female fairy with a calm breath. The immortal has a long life, and it is said that the immortal is the great elder of Lanruo Palace, more than a hundred years old, but his appearance is still young. I think of a hundred years later, Miss Li will be today, and I don't know which piece of loess I have become.

Miss Li still left with the immortals of Lan Ruo Palace, and later it was reported that she had become a disciple of the Great Elder. I never saw her again for a long time, and it was only the packages she sent from time to time that made me find some realism and convince myself that she was not a dream.

But in fact, I know in my heart that these objects are just her drawing a line with me and my family. I had been reluctant to use the scabbard, so I had to wrap it carefully and hide it in a secret place—just as I had thought.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. My family more or less understood what I was thinking, but they could only sigh behind my back.

I once went to the territory of Lanruo Palace, opposite Lanze, to watch the annual almsgiving meeting of Lanruo Palace. Hiding in the crowd, I tried my best to look at the immortals of Lan Ruo Palace, and sure enough, beside the calm female fairy at the beginning, I saw her dressed in white with a gentle but distant expression.

Maybe I was looking too intently, she looked at me with her head down, I knew she saw me, but she still lowered her head indifferently.

It was as if I was just a stranger.

I was so sick that I came home dejected and stuffed myself in my room for a whole day. I still keep the jade orchid and the cloth scabbard carefully, and I can't deceive my heart.

Later—and then the demonic qi suddenly raged, and almost the entire Lanze Prefecture was affected, including, of course, the small village where my family is located.

What does it feel like to be infected by demonic energy? I do not know. My mother and little sister were horrified, and only a few people in the village, including me, were uninfected.

What was I thinking? I have forgotten a little. The secret hidden in my heart lingers in my mind, and I just want to do whatever it takes to bring her back to me. Once this thought arises, it is as unstoppable as a fire, and I seem to be tempted by demonic energy.

Later, the various factions gathered immortals, and all people or things infected with demonic energy were wiped out. After many years, her expression became more and more cold than at that almsgiving. She commanded the fairies in the same clothes behind her, and aimed her sword at the villagers of yesteryear.

I don't know who killed me, but as I fell, I saw her look at me, still so indifferent, but I was very unwilling.

When I woke up again, I found myself floating on the surface of Lanze in a mysterious state, and there were countless corpses underneath my feet. No matter how rich or poor those corpses were, they generally returned to the same place after death.

I don't know why I'm so far away from the world, but I am the only 'ghost' in the endless Lanzeri. The black mire engulfed all the corpses, and the jade water orchid was clustered near Lan Ze, ignoring the dirty soil that had taken root, it was still so white and flawless.

I searched for a long time and found the bodies of the eldest sister, the younger sister and the mother, but I couldn't touch the real thing at all, so I could only watch the two sisters and my mother being swallowed up in the sludge and never seen again.

I want to hate, but I don't know who to hate.

I still want to ask that cold-hearted woman in person, is she ruthless and vicious, is it ...... No friendship for him?

Many people came one after another by Lan Ze, holding some things, and drew strange symbols around Lan Ze. Lan Ze, who was originally gloomy because of too many corpses, seemed to have been purified, but in the midst of it, I could see that the rich black qi was only suppressed at the bottom of Ze, and one day it would break out of the shackles.

I heard those immortals say that the black qi is resentment, and these resentments also have a great impact on me, in a drowsy state, many spirit stones smashed around me, and there are some books for cultivation. I don't know who the person who threw these things away, I instinctively put those things away, and at this time I was able to touch some things, and I longed for the spiritual power in the spirit stone more than those resentments.

Decades passed, and I began to cultivate by myself groping for that inexplicable book, and that little spirit stone was used by me to nourish my soul, and those grievances were used to cultivate. After a long time, I can also know through the books that I have belonged to the soul cultivator. According to the division of grades in the book, when I cultivated to the point of belonging to a ghost general, the resentment that had been suppressed for many years increased instead of decreasing, and there were faint traces of collapse.

After that, I had no choice but to inspire the ghost people I didn't know existed, and prepare to borrow their power. I am only one step away from the ghost king, and most of the grievances have been strangled by me, and a small number remain, but there is no climate.

I was suddenly in a trance, the people who were originally infected by the demonic qi were resentful after death, and those immortals were helpless and could only suppress it temporarily, but I, the ghost king who relied on the resentment to cultivate the soul body, solved this problem.

Soul cultivation has always been regarded as an evil being, and sometimes I think that if those decent immortals could invite a few ghost generals after the demonic qi was raging back then, I am afraid that there would not be so many resentments accumulating under Lan Ze. But it has happened, and I can't do anything about it.

In fact, there are some things I know over the years, such as those spirit stones that appeared for no reason and the book that guided his cultivation. As for who did these things, I had a vague guess in my heart, but I didn't dare to make a conclusion.

I can already walk in the world without Lan Ze, and those immortals will not easily find out who I am.

Now, I just want to go to Lanruo Palace and ask the cold-hearted person back then.