"Master, you're on fire."

"Master, you are convicted of going out of the wall."

As soon as Ah Jiu's eyes opened, he heard two voices ringing in his ears, and he was startled, and hurriedly fell backwards.

The two of them each set aside one hand to support Ah Jiu, and Ah Jiu looked at the flickering eyes of the two little ghosts, and felt speechless for a while.

Sure enough, listening to the words of the door owner is right, don't go out easily, and obediently watch the door at home. Look, how sinister the outside world is.

After some tidying up, in order to escape reality, Ah Jiu nested in the room and concentrated on studying a bronze lock. Ah Jiu used to have a special hobby: he liked to pick locks. But this inadvertently obtained bronze lock Ah Jiu never pried open, so Ah Jiu took it out again and played with it when he was idle.

The sound of the stone knocking on the window woke Ah Jiu from his own world, Ah Jiu hesitated for a while, walked to the window, opened a crack slightly, and saw a ghost sitting on the wall, his black hair flying in the wind, and his smile was as cunning as a fox.

"Wake up!" The fox man barked loudly at the wall.

Didn't sleep at all! Ah Jiu was faceless by the fox man's loud yelling, so he had to walk out of the door and squat in the corner to meet him.

"I guess I was drugged yesterday." Ah Jiu looked at the fox man and touched his smooth chin, and analyzed it one by one. "The first time I saw you, you were carrying a box of herbs behind you, I offended you, and you deserve malicious revenge."

"Carrying herbs on your back may also be selling herbs." The fox man looked at Ah Jiu condescendingly and smiled contemptuously. "You little girl shouldn't have paranoia." He sighed again, "The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient, how come the people I meet are all some cheap ghosts?" ”

"What you have to understand is that there is a slut in the eyes of a slut, and you are a delicate flower in my eyes." Ah Jiu said with a cold heart, successfully watching the fox man shake off the goosebumps all over his body.

Ah Jiu was very angry, but Ah Jiu had a habit, whenever he was depressed, even if he encountered bad words that could poison a village, Ah Jiu could find the place that could be used to affirm himself in the bad words, so as to achieve the purpose of forcibly comforting himself.

Ah Jiu saw that the fox man didn't speak very neatly, and couldn't help but make persistent efforts to say, "A ghost who is chattering with gods, I'm afraid that it is more or less mentally problematic to come early in the morning to disturb Qingjing, see that you are also old, don't be taboo and hide from the doctor." ”

The fox man held his forehead, slightly puzzled. How can there be a ghost who has just escaped death and said a bunch of words. So he sat on the wall for a long time, with a proud posture, before he struggled for a while, jumped down from the wall and said, "Since you came out, follow me to see the third son." ”

Ah Jiu tried hard to pretend not to be impatient, "Why don't you come to invite this time." ”

"It's not easy for me to give you a face." The fox man followed closely behind Ah Jiu, and said casually sarcastically.

After thinking about it all morning, Ah Jiu felt that his position was embarrassing, and he would not do too much too much. So I looked up at the sky above my head and thought it was still slightly better.

Seeing that Ah Jiu seemed to be not taking it to heart, there was one thing that the fox man had to remind, "It's only been a long time, and your brain is not as good as before." ”

Ah Jiu Yimo, the feelings are in the hearts of other ghosts, and their own brains are also easy to use.

Ah Jiu raised his hand and patted the fox man's head, threatening without pain. "I'm dead, and the master of my family will avenge me when he returns."

The fox man shook off Ah Jiu's hand and admonished earnestly, "As far as I know, the master of your family has arranged for him to be in-lawed. Even if he really doesn't marry, it seems that the position of the main palace will not be your turn. ”

Ah Jiu insisted that once the door master, a ghost like Taishan collapsed in his heart, once he got used to himself and put himself in his heart, even if it was just a little position, Ah Jiu had a faint intuition, and the door master would definitely protect her.

"It's good that you could think like that." The fox man saw the essence of Ah Jiu through Ah Jiu's surface, and said a few words comfortingly.

Ah Jiu was silent for a while, his eyebrows were lightly raised, and he couldn't help but sarcastically say a few words when he stared at the fox. "It's better than some ghosts, who have been wandering in Lethe for most of their lives, and the ghosts who have been waiting for so much have run away with other ghosts in front of themselves."

The fox man's expression froze, and sadness flashed through his eyes, and then he jumped lightly. If nothing happened, he talked and laughed with Ah Jiu.

The fox man's affairs were full of turmoil in the city, and Ah Jiu didn't leave the house, and he could hear three points. It's just that I couldn't sit down when I first met.

The fox man fell in love with a fierce and martial woman when he was mortal, the fox man and the woman were childhood sweethearts, the two had no guesses, the door was right, and the two families agreed to marry since childhood. The fox boy made a dream to be a hero for girls since he was a child, but the girl was kidnapped by robbers on the way to worship the Buddha, and her whereabouts have been unknown ever since. Many years later, when the girl was found in her home, the family was framed and had fallen into depression, and the family couldn't wait for the girl to marry the fox man. The beautiful bride sitting in front of the red candle lifted the red veil and saw the groom walking with a twisted face with his feet limped, and the screaming flowers were discolored, and a gesture knocked the groom to the ground.

After living together for three years, the fox man finally paved the way for the girl and let her go. He said, "In the past, if there is anyone who can help, he will definitely help." ”

She looked back with tears in her eyes, "If I get tired of the rivers and lakes, I will definitely come back to you." If I didn't come to you, you must wait for me on the Huangquan Road, I will go on the road with you, and I will not live up to you in the next life. ”

The girl was always injured, and then the fox man became a famous healer, and he said that whoever helped the girl he would treat the person for free.

Later, the fox man healed many people, but his legs were never taken care of again. When he died, he held a child's rattle in his hand, and his eyes were warm, and he remembered in a trance that year, the two families exchanged wedding cards and went to the temple to ask for a fortune, and he saw the girl being robbed and his legs were broken when he tried to save her that year.

He didn't say it, and she never knew about it. What he knew was that that the delicate lady had endured a lot of hardships and suffered many injuries that year, and she had trained herself in martial arts, and she no longer needed his protection. And he, who had a serious illness and lost a pair of legs, had long lost his qualification to protect her.

He gently drew on the rice paper the figure that had been two little guesses, carefree rippling on the swing frame, she said, if there is a child in the future, it must be a boy, like him, a hero.

The pen fell, and he never waited for the girl to come back.

On the way to Huangquan, he waited year after year. He waited for most of his life after being depressed and worried, which eventually led to his untimely death, and then he couldn't help but use means to pull her to Huangquan in advance. On the Sansheng Stone, she finally took the original oath and took the hand of another ghost, so don't pass by. The fox man violated the laws of the underworld and willingly went to the third trial of hell.

After many years, the world is impermanent. The young man with gentle eyebrows turned into an old fox after some tempering.

In fact, in my heart, Ah Jiu is very sympathetic to the fox man.

In the days that followed, Ah Jiu regretted how he could have such a strange idea.

The fox man said respectfully, please. Then Ah Jiu stepped into the courtyard with a thick yin qi and stiffened his neck, and heard the sound of locking in his ears. The two servants in front of her took her casually and walked all the way to the depths of the courtyard.

On the first day, Ah Jiu lived in that courtyard, and in the middle of the night, there was a female ghost laughing wildly, the sound was so loud that Ah Jiu woke up and imitated it and his eyes were distorted, but the twitching of the muscles on his face was very real. After laughing, I felt that there was a ghost crying, and the crying was hoarse and ridiculous, but it was unexpectedly rhythmic. So, Ah Jiu didn't sleep all night.

Actually, it's nothing, Ah Jiu tugged at the corners of his mouth.

The next day, Ah Jiu slept unsteadily, always feeling as if someone was breathing in his ears, opened his eyes, as if he heard the sound of female ghosts sawing wood in the middle of the night not far away, but carefully listened to the sawing It didn't seem to be wood, but like a scene of limb separation and flesh flying. Ah Jiu could even clearly feel the touch of blood floating on his face. So Ah Jiu tried harder to shrink his body into the corner.

When Ah Jiu got up in the morning, he saw that the house was in a mess, and even Ah Jiu himself was torn to pieces with a brocade quilt. The maidservants who came in to serve Ah Jiu all looked at Ah Jiu with strange and frightened expressions. Ah Jiu was more frightened than them, because the muscles on his body were sore, and he also had his own figure in his dreams.

Ah Jiu's heart was stopped, pretending to be calm and sweeping his eyes at them lightly.

On the third day, there was no sound, Ah Jiu nervously felt that there was a black rush in the house, and in the middle of the moon, Ah Jiu dreamed of the picture book in the underworld, and those terrible and bloody pictures were also jumping in his mind, and he went up the knife mountain all of a sudden, and fell into the sea of fire all of a sudden. Then Ah Jiu was tortured and turned into dust, floating all over the underworld.

In the last few days, I dreamed that I sat alone in the yard and became a fool, drinking and singing while drooling with my dull eyes, and then laughing stupidly all day, day after day, day after day. Then Ah Jiu's own saliva flowed all over the house.

In the end, Ah Jiu couldn't pretend to have a calm look on his face, and he had to return to his courtyard alive or dead, but he was heavily guarded and did not succeed.

Naivety, really a means of being naïve to the extreme.

The fox man pushed the door into the house again, and when he saw Ah Jiu, he looked at Ah Jiu talking to himself and speaking a language he didn't understand, and saw her holding the tree right to compare it to him, shouting "Bangbang, Coconut Bang". "Where is the demon, this Taoist priest will definitely arrest you."

The fox man quietly returned his compassionate gaze to Ah Jiu. The next day, the fox man tried to find Ji Cunxi to intercede, but the ghost was not there.

When Yingye took Ah Jiu back with tears, he saw Ah Jiu looking cowering, hanging his head and beating himself.

The three of them left in a hurry, went back to change their clothes, and there was crying in the house.

When they arrived in the courtyard, the three of them went about their own things separately, as if life was still going on.

But the little ghost in the courtyard quietly looked at Ah Jiu more and more tightly, for fear that Ah Jiu would do something unbelievable, and the famous doctor in the courtyard was waiting anytime and anywhere.

However, Ah Jiu's performance in the courtyard was silent and quiet.

Every day, Ah Jiu stayed in the courtyard under a plum tree with a crooked neck, tilting his head and looking up at the sky expressionlessly.

Either perish in silence or explode in silence.

However, this storm still did not usher in the fear of the ghosts.

In the following nights, whenever Ah Jiu wanted to sleep, he always felt a familiar breath following him, looking up, as if he had run over his mind countless times, and was often burned by the bright color of the plum petals that seemed to be dreamy and unreal under the candlelight.

In the dream, I saw a young man sitting in a teahouse, stepping on a blue robe, one arm casually propped up on the windowsill, and half of his sleeves fluttering on the edge of the window, revealing the white clothes inside. The slightly tight silk robe outlined the sturdy broad shoulders and the curves of the arms, and the slender fingers lifted to touch the sunlight, with a faint dim halo.

The sound of blue and white porcelain was sporadic and loud, and the cold and heat rose from the withering mouth, blending with the morning light, and the blurred face showed a little softness in the mist.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at Ah Jiu, his eyes seemed to be smiling, and then he gradually blurred and disappeared with the layers of mountains and rivers in the distance.

After waking up from the dream, Ah Jiu ran out of the yard barefoot. The gentle wind greeted the plum blossoms of the trees, and the petals sprinkled all over the yard, and the red of the sky fell all over Ah Jiu's eyes without warning.

The sun outside the courtyard was shining all over the ground, and Ah Jiu, who was left behind, inexplicably leaned under the crooked-necked plum tree in the yard and let the silent petals cross his face.