When she was a child, she went out with her grandmother to run errands, and was kicked out of the inn and restaurant countless times, and often slept on the streets, and what made her even more sad was that no matter how the world gave them white eyes, her grandmother always smiled kindly at these people who treated them harshly, and also taught her: The Yin people themselves are half dead people, and the living are afraid of us, which is right!

She has no other relatives, let alone friends, only her grandmother has been good to her since she was a child, she never thought that one day, there will be another person to tell her, in the future, will protect her.

There was wind on the river, but the warmth of the wind was not as real as his face, and she never realized that it was a dream.

"Who are you?"

The boy replied, "The world respects me as a god, but you don't have to!" ”

"And what's your name?"

"In this long river of time, I have had many names......" He turned his face sideways, looked at the slanting sun on the river, pondered for a moment and said a name: "Jiang Wuzhong!" ”

"Jiang Wuzhong......" Okra said silently.

Jiang Wuzhong said to her again: "After dawn, there will be people who will enter the village to ask for help, Wang Xianghai is greedy for fame and fortune, and will never help, but if you see a man with a red birthmark behind one ear, you have to find an opportunity to tell him, don't go south, otherwise there will be murder!" ”

"Also, the female ghost's name is Yan Hong, she was a Qinglou woman before her death, her appearance was born beautiful, she was disfigured and died tragically, her lover is called Liang Yongan, she is a rich son, she still doesn't know who the enemy who killed her is, if you can find the enemy for her, she may be able to use it for you!"

Before okra could understand, Jiang Wuzhong said again: "It's not early, you should wake up!" ”

"Where are you going?"

Jiang Wuzhong walked towards the river, and okra realized that it was a dream, but she didn't want to wake up.

"Jiang Wuzhong!"

"Who is Jiang Wuzhong?" There was another voice in her ears, one that disgusted Okra, and she reluctantly opened her eyes to find herself lying in the Xinhe Temple in Pingshan Village; This was originally dedicated to the ancestors of the villagers, and now the tablets of the main hall are all emptied, replaced with new furniture, put on calligraphy and paintings, and raise a few unknown flowers, but unfortunately this place is not suitable for raising flowers, and the flower seedlings withered on the day they moved in!

It was Wang Banxian who asked, he held a soup bowl in his hand, forced it into the okra's hand, and ordered her to finish drinking.

It's just dawn, and it's noisy outside.

"I'm going to be busy today!" Wang Banxian proudly tidied up his appearance, he specially went to make a yellow robe, wearing a black hair crown, like a great warlock, seeing that she finished drinking the soup, he called: "It's dawn, the river god can't stay under the sun for a long time, you put on that new clothes in a while, and follow me to the temple to meet those believers!" ”

She didn't answer, she kept thinking about that dream, the man named Jiang Wuzhong in the dream was the appearance of the river god, did she happen to have a dream, or did he really exist?

Okra changed into the new clothes prepared by Wang Banxian, a red long dress, the material was soft and skin-friendly, she had never worn it before.

After that, she walked towards the room covered with black cloth in the back hall, and it was visible from the hidden door, a handsome man sat on a round table in the middle of the room, and a bronze mirror was placed in front of him, and the man was pouring rouge powder on his face, and his posture was enchanting, and the face that originally belonged to the man was dyed with pink makeup, it was very beautiful, okra could see it, and her eyes accidentally glanced into the bronze mirror, she almost didn't call out, where was the man's handsome face reflected in the mirror, but a face blurred by flesh and blood, so hideous!

Suddenly! The people inside spotted her peeking outside, and a sharp gaze came at her, accompanied by a gust of ghostly wind that knocked her to the ground.

She screamed in pain, and the other party was in front of her in an instant, grabbed her neck and asked in a shrill female voice, "Do you see my face?" ”

"I didn't ...... Didn't ......," okra replied with difficulty.

Honggu didn't believe it, and said resentfully: "All those who have seen my current appearance must die!" ”

Okra only felt that her neck was about to be broken, and when she was in danger, she remembered what the man in the dream said, and she struggled to call out a name: "Liang-Yong'an-"

As soon as Honggu heard this name, her resentment instantly dissipated, and the hand holding her neck also let go, and asked eagerly, "How do you know Liang Lang's name?" ”