There was a purple oil-paper umbrella hanging on the wall, and Du Zesheng's eyes never left the oil-paper umbrella hanging on the wall for a moment, and he was stunned.

It's been a month, time flies, what I have witnessed, Du Zesheng and Lin Miaoxue, the relationship between the two has always stayed only on weekdays, only a few words, and the two like each other.

Many people in the neighborhood knew about it, but they just sighed and sighed.

Knock knock, there was a knock on the door, Du Zesheng happily went to open the door, Lin Miaoxue stood outside, smiling, wearing a small purple cloak, outside the house, it was raining.

"Miss Lin."

Du Zesheng said respectfully, Lin Miaoxue walked in and sat on the edge of the bed by herself.

"Sir, it's time for the exam again, I don't know sir, what are your plans?"

"Miss, my fame and wealth are like flowing water, Xiaosheng only hopes now, here, a few acres of fields, teach the children, and be content."

Suddenly, I saw Lin Miaoxue stand up and look at Du Zesheng coldly, with a tangled face.

After leaving this time, after three months, Lin Miaoxue did not come to Du Zesheng again.

Seeing that Du Zesheng was getting more and more distressed day by day, and then losing weight, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and entered the city on a snowy day.

The flying snow paved the city into a large white expanse, Du Zesheng shivered from the cold, holding the purple oil-paper umbrella, standing outside the Lin family's compound, waiting, his eyes were full of anticipation.

One day, two days, three days, until a week, Du Zesheng, every day, would get up early in the morning, come to the outside of the Lin Mansion, wait, wait stupidly, and all the time, he didn't see Lin Miaoxue.

Du Zesheng, who was disheartened, decided not to go anymore, and at this time, there was news that the young lady of the Lin family, next month, would marry the son of a big man in the court.

The news was like a bolt from the blue for Du Zesheng.

Flying Snow Man Dance, the moonlight is quiet, Du Zesheng sat at the door of the house, looking at the sky, his eyes were full of despair.

"Good, that's good, hehe......"

Looking at Du Zesheng, I walked in front of him and looked at him quietly.

In the snowy night, a figure gradually approached, and Du Zesheng stood up in surprise.

Lin Miaoxue, dressed thickly, holding a big bag, rushed over with a hurried look, and the snowflakes were already covering her hat.

"Sir... Take me away......"

As soon as Lin Miaoxue came over, she cried and hugged the stunned Du Zesheng.

After a long time, the two sat in the room, without saying anything, Du Zesheng stared blankly at the purple oil-paper umbrella, without a trace of joy on his face, and the whole person was completely occupied by distress.

"Let's go back, Miss Lin......"

Suddenly, Du Zesheng spoke, and on Lin Miaoxue's cheeks, large tears slid down.

"Sir, you and I are in love, but ...... world"

"Please respect yourself, Miss Lin, don't say any more, Xiaosheng, I... I'm going to sleep......"

Du Zesheng stood at the door, outside the house, the snow was flying, Lin Miaoxue was teary-eyed, standing outside the door, squeaking, the door of the room slowly closed.

Lin Miaoxue was in the heavy snow, and she cried bitterly.

Originally, Lin Miaoxue planned to pay her own money to buy fame for Du Zesheng, but due to her temperament, Du Zesheng refused Lin Miaoxue's help.

Lin Miaoxue was as stunned as a wooden chicken, and returned to the door of the Lin Mansion, where her father stood at the door, waiting for her quietly.

"Is it decided? Daughter ......"

Lin Miaoxue nodded coldly.

On the day of the wedding, Lin Miaoxue was in the room, dressed up beautifully, up and down the Lin Mansion, there was jubilation, at dusk, the team to greet the relatives would come, Lin Miaoxue's eyes, there was no hesitation.

At this time, Du Zesheng, who was at home, was already drunk, and there were crooked wine jugs on the table, and there was a smell of wine in the room.

I looked at Du Zesheng blankly, as if he couldn't get over the hurdle in my heart all the time.

Time passed minute by minute, the sky began to approach dusk, and Du Zesheng also woke up, the confusion in his eyes had disappeared, he packed some things, stepped out of the house, and locked the room with a click, as if he was going to go out of the door.

With a bang, the door of Lin Miaoxue's boudoir opened, and the cold wind whistled and poured in, it was Du Zesheng, he had a resolute face, and his long hair was swaying on his cheeks.

"Come with me."

Just a simple sentence, Du Zesheng grabbed Lin Miaoxue's hand and pulled her over, Lin Miaoxue's eyes were cold, and she shook her head.

"It's late, sir, today, I am already someone else's daughter-in-law, please sir, respect yourself......"

"Why? Come with me. ”

Du Zesheng repeated again.

"The relationship between Mr. and me has also ended today, and Mr. Delusion will ...... in the future"

Suddenly, Du Zesheng didn't wait for Lin Miaoxue to finish speaking, he hugged her lazily, without saying a word, and walked out of the gate, in the yard, there were more than a dozen people who had passed out, Lin Miaoxue looked at her in surprise.

After going out from the backyard of the Lin family, there were already a batch of horses prepared, Du Zesheng stood beside the horses, holding hands, his eyes were full of fire, looking at Lin Miaoxue.

"Today, I'm leaving with you, I'm afraid, Daddy will ......"

"Go, Miaoxue, Daddy is fine." At the door, Lin Miaoxue's father stood.

Lin Miaoxue's father has seen Du Zesheng a few times, but every time, it was a look of disdain and helplessness, but this time, there was perseverance in his eyes, and the two men, looking at each other, nodded.

Looking at Lin Miaoxue again, the coldness in her eyes seemed to disappear, and in the end, Lin Miaoxue and Du Zesheng knelt on the ground together and kowtowed, and then the two rode horses and galloped towards the outside of the city, Lin Miaoxue's face showed a happy smile.

Went all the way, fled all the way, the ministers of the DPRK and China lost face because of this incident, and they wanted to arrest Du Zesheng back with all their might, and sent a lot of people.

"You're alright, sir."

"It's okay, Miaoxue, this little injury is not in the way."

Du Zesheng's body has added many wounds, in order to deal with the people who are chasing, Du Zesheng every time, he tries his best, this will, the two of them are in a broken temple, and outside the house, is an old locust tree, strange is that under this old locust tree, there are many things enshrined, and the branches are full of all kinds of things.

After settling down in the broken temple, for a few days, no one chased after them, they decided to stay here to recuperate, and then heard from the people in the nearby market that this old locust tree is a perfect tree, and all those who love each other, as long as they make a wish under the tree, they will definitely succeed.

Subsequently, Du Zesheng and Lin Miaoxue, under the tree, made a wish, and the two will be together forever.

Half a month later, the two of them used a little money to buy a hut in the suburbs, near the broken temple, where many men and women would come over and make wishes for several days.

However, the good times did not last long, and three months later, a bad news was brought from afar by Lin Miaoxue's maid, Ning Er, and when she stabilized, Lin Miaoxue had written a letter to her father.

Lin Miaoxue's father has been imprisoned, however, what people didn't expect was that the maid was secretly bought.

Although Du Zesheng is a scholar, but in the long years of farming and teaching, he has a strong physique, and the officers and soldiers who chased him have solved it for him, this is located in a remote area, and the important ministers in the court do not want to be ugly abroad, because the queen mother of the court has always wanted to see the minister's daughter-in-law, but has been lying about being infected with the cold.

In order not to make a big deal out of it, the ministers of the court bought Lin Miaoxue's maid.

"Miss, the minister sent someone to say, if you refuse to go back, master, you will die, you go back quickly, master is now almost dying......"

Lin Miaoxue's eyes were full of sadness, Du Zesheng was not at home at this time, under hesitation, Lin Miaoxue's heart softened, he left a letter, made a table of dishes, and followed the maid back.

After Du Zesheng happily returned from selling his self-paintings, he found that there was no one inside, only a letter.

You and I will say goodbye to each other and never see each other again.

It's just a few simple words, for Du Zesheng, it's like a thousand swords piercing the heart, Du Zesheng held the wine jug, cried, and at night, ran to the wishing tree, roaring.

"What are you, what are you......"

However, in this night, I saw Du Zesheng fall under the old locust tree, spitting blood, and the maid secretly poisoned the wine, and Du Zesheng died.

This old locust tree, because of the long days, absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and had aura, after Du Ze died and died, he turned into a powerful ghost, together with this old locust tree.

Not long after Lin Miaoxue left, she was caught, and her father had already died in prison, grief and indignation, Lin Miaoxue was sent to the imperial city and put on a wedding dress.

Year after year, Lin Miaoxue was tortured at home, but she didn't say a word, just endured it silently, asked her maid, and told Du Zesheng what she was doing here.

However, on the other side, under the wishing tree next to the broken temple, a terrifying tragedy occurred, a pair of men and women, after going to make a wish at night, they all disappeared inexplicably, and gradually no one dared to approach again.

Lin Miaoxue waited in a depressed mood, set fire to the room, and finally died, and before she died, she wrote a note.

But the bridgehead, in front of the Sansheng Stone, waiting for you, Lin Miaoxue.

Decades later, the small city on the other side of the broken temple was no longer inhabited, and after a few Taoist priests went there, they found that there was no longer a living person in the whole city, and the whole place was full of lonely ghosts and ghosts, and a ghost named Ghost Rakshasa was born.

Large clusters of crimson flowers on the other side, a small river, constantly flowing, always the evening sky, I saw a purple figure, waiting by the bridge.