Quietly, everyone's eyes were on the old man, waiting for the old man's secret. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old man waved his hand and said, "I don't know very well, but I heard the seniors say that there are ghost painters on the land of Shenzhou." They also do it in a weird way. Use a paintbrush and paper to heal ghosts. It is said that many spirits become evil spirits, most often because they do not have a ghost heart...... The ghost painter can see at a glance what kind of ghost heart the evil ghost needs. In this way, the ghost painter will draw a ghost heart and give it to them to help them re-enter the cycle of reincarnation. However, the traces of this vein are very secretive, few people know their traces, and there are only words and phrases in the classics of all dynasties, and there is no way to verify them. ”

The old people don't know much, and they can probably tell the reason, so they want to tell it in detail. But never. I want to draw the vein of ghost masters, the rumors are very secretive, and their actions are very low-key, and the rivers and lakes do not know their whereabouts. For thousands of years, he has lived in obscurity from a certain angle of the land of Kyushu, doing what he can, and trying his best to surpass those lonely ghosts who have no ghost hearts. They don't seek fame or fortune, so they keep a low profile.

The second uncle sighed: "If Aunt Xie is here, maybe she can tell us what kind of profession the ghost painter is, and what kind of person Uncle Qi was when he met the ghost painter?" "It's a pity that Xie Lingyu has already left early.

The elder sister of the Ming Dynasty asked, "Little princess, what happened after the ghost painter took you away?" The little princess pondered for a while, and then said, "After he healed my wounds, he said something to me to the effect that one day would come." I was able to re-enter samsara, and then I left. I wandered around, waiting for an opportunity in the dark. I have stayed in many places, I have stayed for more than ten years, some for hundreds of years. Some are only three to five days. I stayed in a certain place for a long time, and in some places people still built temples for me. Later, I fell into the hands of the Maoshan faction...... "The little princess fell into the hands of Mao Xidao and suffered for nearly half a century, so that her memory was skewed.

The little princess told it very calmly, and after years of wandering, she had long since calmed down, and could tell the story that happened to her very calmly, without too much excitement, not much sadness and sadness. After all, the events of the past are in the past, and there is no need to be angry about the past.

I was curious. What exactly is a ghost painter, and a ghost painter helps ghosts draw ghost hearts. What kind of method is used, the ghost feng shui master is also passed down in the same line, I don't know if there is some connection between the ghost painting master and the ghost feng shui master. However, in the vast sea of people, the people who know these relationships have long passed away, and the answer is afraid that it will never be known.

I whispered to Zhang Xuanwei, "Do you know the profession of ghost painter?" ”

Zhang Xuanwei shook her head and whispered, "There is a lot of content on the Daozang, but there is not a page about the ghost painter. However, I suspect that they draw ghost hearts on paper, burn them, and then put them on the ghosts, gather the souls, and prevent the souls from dispersing, and the souls will not be affected by evil thoughts, and the evil ghosts can naturally become good little ghosts. ”

As soon as Zhang Xuanwei said this, I understood a little. The ghost painter burns the paper heart and turns it into the ghost heart on the ghost's body, so as to expel the mental power from the evil ghost. Although the truth is simple, it is even more difficult to do. The method used by the ghost painter sounds more merciful than that of the ghost sect.

The elder sister of the Ming Dynasty said with emotion: "Poor child, now it is finally better." No need to wander around, you follow us. I'll find a way to send you away and re-enter the path of samsara. It is also a good thing to be reincarnated as a human as soon as possible, and you don't have to worry about being caught anymore. ”

The little princess shook her head and said, "What's the point of entering reincarnation!" I've finally been free, and I should be able to play around again, which I think is good. There are too many restrictions in the human body, so I don't want to. The body binds the soul, and I don't want to be bound by things. ”

The little princess is used to being free and unwilling to enter reincarnation, which is a strange thing. You must know the lonely souls and wild ghosts who stay in the world, which one does not want to meet the right opportunity, re-enter reincarnation, and reincarnate as a human.

The second uncle sighed and said, "It seems that the little princess still likes the way she looks now." ”

The little princess said: "I can stay if I want to, and I can leave if I want to, and I will make my own decisions." I always feel that the ghost painters of the past should still be in this world. I seem to have met them again later......" The little princess stretched out her hand and patted her head, and shouted: "Damn Mao Xidao, split me in half, I forgot some memories, and I can't remember anything now." ”

The sister of the Ming Dynasty was surprised: "You later met the descendants of the ghost painter?" In what place? ”

The little princess shook her head and said, "If I knew, I would have said it a long time ago!" I just vaguely remember some ...... It seems to be a woman, very tall, and she helped a female ghost in front of her, and she didn't recognize me......"

I said, "Since I am the descendant of the ghost painter, I am afraid that I can't remember the affairs of the ancestors." Listen to your description, it should be what happened after your soul was separated. It is very likely that it is what happened in the past fifty years, and it is very likely that the female ghost painter is the ghost painter that grandpa met. ”

Turning around, he turned to his grandfather again, and Xie Lingyu, the only person who knew the scene at that time, had already left, and the problem was in trouble again.

The old man twisted his beard and said: "Little princess, it seems that your fate has not yet arrived, and when the opportunity comes, you will naturally meet the heir of the ghost painter." Naturally, you will go to the underworld and become a new man! "The bird grew Aba.

The little princess said: "If I am not happy, it doesn't matter what chance he has, it has nothing to do with me." The little princess paused for a moment and shouted, "Xiao Ning, are you right?" ”

I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yes, yes, whatever Princess Laughing said is right." You old man can do whatever he wants, and who can stop you. You're a princess, and of course you're the biggest. ”

The little princess snorted and said, "That's pretty much it." ”

The elder sister of the Ming Dynasty shook her head helplessly, and asked some questions about the ghost painter, the little princess didn't remember it very clearly, and the ghost painter deliberately concealed her identity, and she would not reveal too much useful information. After the Ming Dynasty sister asked a few questions, she couldn't ask any more.

Hundreds of years have passed since this incident, and the ghost painter has long since turned into white bones, and the soul of the little princess has become one, reunited, and the resentment on her body has receded, which is the greatest joy.

If the wish of the elder sister of the Ming Dynasty is fulfilled, there will not be too many trivial matters, and she can join hands with Master Bai to return to the mountains and forests and live a life like a fairy couple.

I was overjoyed in my heart, and stepped forward to congratulate: "Master Bai, sister of the Ming Dynasty, I wish you to grow old together forever and stay together forever, until the sky is wasted and the earth is old, and until the sea is dry and the stones are rotten." In this world, there is no one who can separate you anymore. ”

At this moment, no one in the world can separate Master Bai from his sister in the Ming Dynasty.

They couldn't be together in life, and when they died, they could finally be together. Although they are together in this way.

Sister Ming Dynasty and Master Bai looked at each other, and for a while, words could not express their mood at the moment.

After a while, Master Bai said, "Well, that's fine, we can finally be together, Miss, are you willing to join me in the mountains and forests?" ”

Sister Ming Dynasty smiled: "Don't call me Miss anymore, you can call me by my name." "The Ming Dynasty was very generous.

Master Bai hesitated for a moment before shouting, "Feng Zhi, we will never be separated from each other from now on." Sister Ming Dynasty said softly: "Brother Yu, I listen to you." ”

The whole hall was filled with a joyful atmosphere. Only Gu Jingfeng, who was not far away, silently took two steps back, as if he was a little sad, his expression froze for a moment, and then he smiled, silently blessing his sister and Master Bai in his heart.

I turned my head to look at Gu Fengfeng, his eyes made contact with me for a while, and then he dodged away, floating upwards, just in time to see the three statues of Sanqing God on the shrine, as if he had an understanding. Throughout his life, Gu Jingfeng never got married, and devoted all his thoughts to cultivation, in order to forget the entanglements of the red dust in the world.

But the entanglement of red dust is easy to forget. The glimpse in the cave that year is not something that can be forgotten if you want to. We often say that when we enter the lovesick door, we know that lovesickness is bitter. Gu Jingfeng had expectations for his sister in the Ming Dynasty, and in the end he could only bless him from afar, and he lived a little unhappy in his life.

And such things are happening every moment of every day. There is perfect love in this world, and naturally there will be lost emotions, which is why thousands of red dusts are formed. We are small fish swimming in the red dust of the world, happy and sad, happy and desperate, happy and unhappy, only we know.

I didn't make fun of Gu Jingfeng, my eyes fell on Master Bai and Sister Ming Dynasty again, and I was really happy for them. If Master Bai's skeleton body could recover, they would be more compatible. But since neither of them cares about that, why am I bothering here?

Master Hei shouted, "Senior brother, how good this is. You, you don't have to be depressed every day. It would be nice if Old Master knew all this. It's also a matter of heart. Hey, damn it, it's really a big dream, and in a blink of an eye, it's now, when I went to the world with my master, it seems like it was just yesterday......"