Late at night, Ah Jiu woke up from the collapse of the bed, and heard the sound of rain beating on the carved windows, and the wind was blowing outside, and lightning and thunder were roaring. Ah Jiu remembered the plum tree outside the house, quietly opened the corner of the window, and poked his head out to see that all the plum blossoms were dead.

Oh no, something big is wrong.

Ah Jiu vigorously wiped a handful of the rain on his face and paced back and forth in the room. As soon as I looked up, I saw that the beauty on the bed had faded a lot. A flash of lightning struck outside the window, and the light made Ah Jiu's shadow reflected in the room more and more clear. Looking at his shadow, Ah Jiu was a little sad. The ghosts described in the human world have no shadows, but they are only ghosts in the human world, and ghosts also have shadows in their own territory. A ghost without a shadow is a ghost that is close to ashes in the ghost world, no, not only the shadow, as long as it is all the handwriting of the ghost in the ghost world, it will fade with the owner until it disappears.

Ah Jiu held his head sadly and thought, maybe Hua Che was caught, or maybe Hua Che died by himself.

In order to confirm the guess in his mind, Ah Jiu rummaged through the cabinet and found a broken square slip at the bottom of the box, the bamboo slip was melted and yellowed by time, and the original handwriting was dull and unclear. And because Fang Jian's master's life was in danger, the words were like rain sticking to Ah Jiu's face.

Ah Jiu stubbornly wiped the dusty Fang Jian with his clean sleeve, and suddenly remembered the tears when he first saw Fang Jian, like a broken thread pearl dripping on Fang Jian. At first glance, when he heard that Fang Jian's master was going to be gone, his heart was empty, but in fact, Hua Che was not completely a bad person.

Ah Jiu remembered a dream he had last night, dreaming of various scenes when he first saw Hua Che. In the dream, the dead woods, which were as dull as winter, gradually disappeared, leaving behind the season of peach blossoms.

Ah Jiu couldn't figure it out, sitting under the peach tree, bored, thinking about when the peach blossoms on the tree would bear fruit. A gust of wind blew in his ears, and he saw a figure appear on the peach tree out of thin air, looking at Ah Jiu with a smile.

"Who are you?" Ah Jiu looked at the shadow on the tree with a dazed expression.

"I am God, I know everything, and I fulfill your desires as you wish." The immortal man was not ashamed of his words, and his face was full of divine appearance that benefited all living beings.

Ah Jiu had never seen an immortal, looking at the immortal aura, the figure on the tree had an extraordinary temperament, and the composition of the picture was beautiful, indeed like a fairy. So just as he was half-convinced, Ah Jiu remembered the wish he made a few days ago, so he was overjoyed, and bowed respectfully with the hem of his clothes. Ah Jiu saw that the immortal smiled more and more happily.

So Ah Jiu clasped his hands together, opened his arms again, and closed his eyes tightly, looking ready to accept the devout believers of the gods. He said happily, "Immortal, come." ”

The immortal was captured by Ah Jiu, slightly confused, and sat on the tree in silence. What is this baby doing, why is it not good to follow the routine.

Ah Jiu knelt silently for a while, then opened his eyes and stared directly at the immortal's longing.

I saw the immortal clear his throat and asked. "What's coming?"

"Give me supreme wisdom." Ah Jiudao.

The immortal suddenly hated the anger of iron and steel. "You are a ghost, and you should be bent on seeking to become a great cultivator." He also said, "Wisdom cannot be given so easily if it cannot be given overnight." ”

"Aren't immortals omnipotent?" Ah Jiu asked dryly. "The immortal has a golden finger, which is enough for me to live a lifetime."

The immortal on the tree looked at Ah Jiu's crumbling teardrops, and he was angry. "On different terms."

Ah Jiu's face instantly turned cloudy and clear, and he smirked happily. "Okay then."

Walking out of the dream, Ah Jiu woke up with a fragment of the previous life that was said to have been recorded in his hand. Ah Jiu read it even at night. The other half of the owner of the door in the story is unparalleled in beauty, and the storyline of the same master has ups and downs, the more he looks, the more Ah Jiu can't stop, the more he looks, and the more he looks at it, he is envious and jealous.

Yes, Ah Jiu, who was just a little ghost at that time, passed by the Floating Life Palace, and fell in love with the Lord of the Floating Life Hall at first sight, and he couldn't stop.

Ah Jiu was above Jane, and the meaning was still exhausted, and he brazenly shouted that the immortal had given her a fake life experience. After a while, Ah Jiu began to call the immortals again, and the immortals came down to give Ah Jiu a picture of a beauty, with a picture and a truth.

This is the picture of the beauty hanging by Ah Jiu's bedside so far, the beauty is so beautiful that the country and the city are captivated, and the immortals are directly compared. Ah Jiu hung the beauty on the bedside to watch it night and night, and it was called a spring heart.

Ah Jiu is pure and good-hearted, and his bones are strange. Every time I call the wish of the immortals, I am also willing to "accumulate merit" for the immortals. ”

However, Ah Jiu was quickly disliked. For this reason, Ah Jiu complained to himself for a long time.

Until one day, an accident happened, and Ah Jiu woke up from the dream of the immortals.

That day was an exception, the so-called immortals in Ah Jiu's eyes were too lazy to take care of Ah Jiu, so they didn't have time to fulfill Ah Jiu's dream, causing Ah Jiu to walk out of the dream, wake up in the dead woods in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the dark wind blowing in the air.

The illusion of harmony and beauty was shattered in an instant, and Ah Jiu came to his senses and used all his skills to escape. Suddenly, Ah Jiu was caught back by Hua Che who woke up, Ah Jiu stopped in the dead woods exhausted, and saw Hua Che slowly walking with a smile. "Wait for the little ghost, when you see this great immortal, don't kneel down quickly."

That's when Ah Jiu was just a little ghost, and that was a hundred years ago......

Ah Jiu only remembered that he was trembling at that time, and then he pounced neatly. Tearful eyes listened to Hua Che said. "You're the worst ghost I've ever met."

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and Ah Jiu woke up from the past. The Buddha said that everything follows fate, and human affection is a shadow in the mirror.

Ah Jiu was lying on the big bed with his eyes closed, and it was already calm outside the house, and he sighed after listening to the tears falling from the candlelight.

Forget it, Ah Jiu thought, anyway, she didn't do more than that.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the world is a good scene for killing people and goods, and Ah Jiu said that he just wanted the door owner to open a back door.

It's too late, it's not okay. A little man in Ah Jiu's heart said.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be done at night. Another villain in Ah Jiu's heart said.

That night, Ah Jiu went into the courtyard where the master lived in the dark. The courtyard of the door owner has always been dark in the middle of the night, and Ah Jiu has been crawling in the dark all the year round, so that he has developed a good pair of eyes, and his night vision ability is very good, and he can walk unimpeded without lighting the lamp.

Ah Jiu walked smoothly to the door, his hand trembled, and his heart became inexplicably worried.

Taking a deep breath, Ah Jiu cautiously pushed the door in. The mood inexplicably calmed down. Secretly smiled and turned the ink pen in his hand in a circle, squatting beside the door owner's bed with a focused expression. I was still thinking darkly, taking advantage of the master's delirium, so I could draw a charge. The bold Ah Jiu must have forgotten, under what circumstances did the door master go insane?

Tonight, the moonlight appeared clear after the raging storm, and the moonlight sprinkled the door owner's face, lining the door owner's face extremely cold and handsome. Ah Jiu hesitated for a thousand words, facing the slanted eyebrows, closed eyes, and thin lips, feeling that it was difficult to speak.

Ah Jiu leaned on the side of the bed and pressed his chest, feeling that the heart in his chest suddenly beat extremely hard, "Knock, knock". Ah Jiu thought that if he jumped again, he should wake up the door owner, so he held his breath, calm, wait, isn't it just to wake up the door owner......

In a trance, Ah Jiu heard the master of the door talking in a dream, and the voice was small, so Ah Jiu propped up the bed and leaned over to his mouth to listen to what he was saying. Although Ah Jiu felt that he should put his ear close to her mouth, rather than mouth-to-mouth.

Ah Jiu frowned, what is this talking about, but I really want to know.

"You." Ah Jiu couldn't help but whisper against the door master's head and asked, "Door master, what are you talking about?" ”

"I said if you don't go out again, I'll throw you out." Ah Jiuyi lowered his head, a pair of eyes shone in the dark, looking at Ah Jiu's gaze was cold, fading away from the gentleness in Su Ri.

Ah Jiu felt that he was too close to the door master, and he was a little dizzy, and he was stunned for a moment, and sat down on the ground, so he said without thinking. "I, I'm looking for you to discuss something big."

"So?" The door master hooked his lips, looked at Ah Jiu's watery eyes like a fawn, and sighed, "It seems that Su Ri is too relieved of you, so that you are not important." ”

Ah Jiu's face turned pale with fright, but he was still not afraid of death and said, "Hua, Hua Che was caught." ”

The door master's eyes became deeper and deeper when he looked at Ah Jiu. Ah Jiu felt a pimple in his heart, and then suddenly remembered that the door master was injured by Hua Che, and scolded himself for being stupid to death, always unconsciously thinking that the door master was broad-minded and could forgive anything. Then seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around and tried to escape.