Chapter 132: The Difference Between Man and Ghost
In Lanruo Temple.
Looking at Wei Ziqing, who walked in with a distracted face, Yan Chixia paused, and then laughed: "Little Brother Wei, looking at your lost face, could it be that you are tempting a female ghost?" Instead, you were seduced? ”
The corners of Wei Ziqing's mouth twitched slightly, he understood that this Yan Chixia was not a good person!
At least, that's pretty unpleasant!
However, he didn't respond to this, but his face suddenly became serious: "Brother Chixia, you say, this person is really a good person, a ghost, is it really a bad ghost?" ”
Hearing this, the ridicule in Yan Chixia's eyes gradually disappeared, and after a long time, she sighed: "In these years, what good people are there?" The world is in turmoil, demons and evil are worn, this person, sometimes, is more ferocious than that ghost? As for that ghost, what is the absolute bad ghost, sometimes, this ghost is much better than people! ”
Yan Chixia's face was full of helplessness, she broke away from the public gate for the black, and when this ranger guarded this Lanruo Temple? Isn't it because the man has a sinister heart and is more difficult to reach than this ghost?
Hearing this, Wei Ziqing chuckled: "Yes, people, not necessarily good people, ghosts, but there are also good ghosts, Brother Chixia, can you help me with something?" ”
"Oh? Brother Wei, is there anything you need me to help you with? Let's talk about it! "Wei Ziqing wants to help himself? Yan Chixia is a little strange, you must know that this Wei Ziqing's cultivation is higher than herself to a certain extent!
"Help me find some ashes, these ashes, hidden by the dryads, I want to find these ashes!" After Lanruo Temple, there is a mass grave, and it is definitely not easy to find the ashes of Nie Xiaoqian and a group of female ghosts, so it is definitely very good to bring Yan Chixia and get his help!
Slowly, he told Yan Chixia about the encounter with Nie Xiaoqian, as well as the fact that the tree spirit grandma controlled this group of female ghosts and forced them to endanger the common people.
Yan Chixia, who was originally curious about what Wei Ziqing was looking for ashes for, heard this, her face was suddenly full of anger, he only knew that this group of female ghosts did evil, but he didn't know that behind this evil, there was still a hidden helplessness in these parts, so he nodded and agreed to this thing!
There was no word all night, and at dawn the next day, Wei Ziqing and Yan Chixia went towards the mass grave of Lanruo Temple
……
The night is dark.
In a fairly spacious and compact room, Grandma Tree Spirit had a rather satisfied look on her face, looking at Nie Xiaoqian in front of her who was wearing a red envelope wedding dress, and the smile on her hideous face was even bigger!
Nie Xiaoqian's beauty, there is no doubt about it!
But now, wearing this wedding dress, her weak beauty is even more amazing, making her more than three points beautiful!
And like this tree spirit grandmother, there is also a rather beautiful woman beside him, this woman is another female ghost under this tree spirit grandmother: Xiaoqing!
"Nie Xiaoqian, Nie Xiaoqian, you are indeed the female ghost that grandma values the most, but what's the use of this? Now in order to tie up with the old demon of Montenegro, is grandma not going to give you to the old demon of Montenegro as a concubine? ”
Looking at Nie Xiaoqian in a red wedding dress, the corners of Xiaoqing's eyes were full of smiles, but more of them were gloating!
This Nie Xiaoqian is more beautiful than herself, and she is deeply loved by her grandmother, she is the person with the highest status under this grandmother, she was already dissatisfied with her, but now, she is going to be married by the old demon of Montenegro!
And I heard that this old demon of Montenegro not only has countless harem concubines, but also a little perverted, and likes to torture these concubines, this Nie Xiaoqian married in the past, and that day ......
Thinking of this, the smile on Xiaoqing's face became even heavier!
"Xiaoqian, in two days, you will marry the master of Montenegro, remember, you went there, but you have to serve him well, do you know?"
Grandma Tree Spirit's voice sounded, although the tone was a little soft, but more irresistibly harsh!
"Grandma, Xiaoqian knows!" Nie Xiaoqian's expression was well-behaved, and she bowed her head slightly, and this gesture made the smile on the face of the tree spirit grandmother even bigger.
"Well, in that case, you should have a good rest for the past two days!" Nodding with satisfaction, the tree spirit grandmother turned around and left, along with that Xiaoqing and the others.
"Alas......"
Looking at the tree spirit grandmother who left, the well-behaved on Nie Xiaoqian's face disappeared instantly, and was replaced by resentment and misery.
Married to the old demon of Montenegro, this grandma is talking about herself playing with the fire pit and pushing it!
After his death, not only were his bones accused and became a demon who harmed people, but now, he is treated as a commodity and traded at will.
"It's hard to be a man, but who knows that it's even more difficult to be a ghost?" sighed softly, took off the red wedding dress, and stood quietly at the window, looking at the hazy silver moon.
Immediately, with a light footstep, he flew out of the window, but he headed towards the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, and only there could he vent the pain in his heart.
Qiang Qiang ......
Before anyone arrived, Nie Xiaoqian heard a noisy piano sound.
The sound of the piano is different from my own, although I can vaguely hear that this is a tune, but it is more noisy and stiff, which is obviously a beginner playing the tune!
"Someone playing the piano? Or in a kiosk in the middle of the lake? "In the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, I never brought back my own piano, and listening to this timbre, I undoubtedly played it with my own piano.
Thinking of this, Nie Xiaoqian had a look of curiosity on her face, she wanted to see who this was, in the middle of the night, she dared to play the piano in Lanruo Temple, and she still used her own piano!
But when she came to this small pavilion in the middle of the lake, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but exclaim: "Why is this scholar?" ”
This person is none other than the scholar who met here last night, and the song was not finished, but he didn't know when he left, Wei Ziqing.
The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a look of panic flashed on Wei Ziqing's face, like a thief who stole something but was caught by the owner.
However, this panic flashed away, and Wei Ziqing's face returned to calm, raised his head to look at Nie Xiaoqian and said, "Girl, we meet again!" ”
"What are you doing here?" Don't you know that this place is haunted? Nie Xiaoqian's face was a little dissatisfied: "I also moved my piano, don't you know that it is extremely impolite without permission?" ”
"I know, it's just that I've been waiting for you here for a long time, this piano, but here, I want to try it for a while, but the sound of this piano is a little difficult to hear!" A look of embarrassment flashed on Wei Ziqing's face.
Indeed, the sound of his piano is really, hard to say!
Nie Xiaoqian's face changed, not because this Wei Ziqing moved her piano, but because, when she heard this Wei Ziqing, she actually said that he was waiting for herself!
"Wait for me, don't you know, son, what are you waiting for me?"
Wei Ziqing smiled and looked at the package wrapped in cloth on the piano platform: "Give you back, something that should belong to you!" ”
"Something that belongs to me?" Nie Xiaoqian frowned, moved lightly, walked to the package, opened the package, opened it, and the whole person suddenly froze on his face, and exclaimed: "This...... It's ......"
What was wrapped in that package was nothing else, but a jar of ashes!
And what came from the columbarium altar was a feeling of blood connection, this is not his own ashes, what is it?
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