Ten miles of flat lake frost sky, inch by inch of green silk sorrowful year.

Look at each other for the moon-shaped, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal.

He helped his grandmother cross the street, and then turned back, and suddenly a six** truck rushed out of front of the red light, giving him a truck charge punch that was as heavy as a thousand pounds, he was crushed on the spot, and a wisp of ghost fluttered away. Unexpectedly, this floating, floating, actually floated into the strange world of "A Chinese Ghost Story", where gods and ghosts are mixed and demons dance wildly.

It's certainly not a fashion to go through this.

As the saying goes, if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future, this year, counting on Tong Guò to travel to get promoted and get rich, marry Bai Fumei, and set foot on the peak of life, I don't know how many, when he watched "A Chinese Ghost Story", he didn't have fantasies about traveling through the past to experience it.

The object of his illusion is none other than the actor Ning Caichen, who staged a poignant human ghost love, how reverberatory, how singable and crying.

If Ning Caichen can't do it, maybe Yan Chixia is not bad.

A generous and heroic, heroic middle-aged man, although he is a little older, can't he cultivate the truth?

To be a sword immortal, the sword is peerless, the enlightenment is negative to the sky, and the sword is still quite handsome and cool.

At the end of the day, it is difficult to make it difficult, and Xiahou seems to be okay.

The number one swordsman in the world is not him, the second swordsman in the world may still be self-appointed.

After all, judging from Yan Chixia's evaluation of him as the world's number one swordsman, what is too sharp, what is not right, what is uncertain, too dry, fast and inaccurate, no matter how it sounds, it doesn't seem to have the strength of the second swordsman in the world.

But in this life, where can I be separated from the word fame and fortune.

As a swordsman, Xia Hou is also a swordsman with superb kendo, the first sword in the world, which is a very reasonable pursuit for him.

The same place of affection is sex, and the sacrifice of affection is not visible; The public place of desire is reasonable, and the reason for giving up desire is not clear. Therefore, a gentleman cannot extinguish his feelings, but only calm things; You can't give up your desires, but you can't have desires.

In the matter of crossing, I heard that there are people who cross with their physical bodies, and some who only cross with souls.

His body was shattered by the truck charging punch, and he couldn't wear it in his flesh, but he didn't wear it as Ning Caichen, Yan Chixia, or Xiahou, and even the snobbish shop Xiao Er of the Lingyun Inn didn't cross over, but instead crossed into Nie Xiaoqian.

This, he has also read transformation novels, there are men who become women, women who become men, and people who become dogs, cats, and even more absurd who become monitor lizards, but he has never heard of crossing into ghosts.

He never thought about crossing into Nie Xiaoqian, I don't know if it's because Nie Xiaoqian's life is too lonely, or because Nie Xiaoqian is a female ghost.

crossed over and became Nie Xiaoqian, does this count as a transformation, let's talk about it, it's just a ghost, and he doesn't even have the body of a deputy. From an academic point of view, since the deceased has lost his breath, the eighth consciousness is out of the body, the front yin has been gone, the back yin has not arrived, and the bardo appears before the bardo body.

There is a body word, which can barely be said to be transformation.

A certain great ghost hunter said in the night of the return of two ghosts that ghosts are a kind of energy body, and in this world, which exists day and night, the energy of ghosts is relatively large, so it can affect our retinal nerves and make us hallucinate.

No matter how great the energy is, it can affect our brain cells and motor nerves, which is called the ghost upper body.

In addition, there is a relatively fashionable saying from Scientology, which refers to ghosts as information remnants.

He believes that none of these statements are so accurate, that the energy body cannot be seen or touched, while he, or her, can be seen.

In the original work "Strange Tales from Liao Zhai", Pu Songling described Nie Xiaoqian like this, her muscles reflect the glow, her feet are thin bamboo shoots, and she looks at it during the day, and she is endlessly beautiful.

Now, her head is tall and fluffy, like a Lingyun bun in the clouds, looking dignified and elegant.

The two bends seem to be frowning and not frowning, and a pair of eyes that seem to be sad and sad, and those who see it are sad, and those who see it are crying.

The body is as white as snow, the close-fitting tops and bottoms, and the waist tie that sets off the woman's slender figure, looking tall and slender, elegant and refined.

Shoulders, shawl around the arms, long sleeves good at dancing, beautiful between the waves, the shadow is sultry. The wide floor-sweeping skirt under the body is noble and atmospheric.

Such a stunning beauty, the green silk moves with the wind, the white clothes are flying, fluttering like a fairy.

But this qiē is all appearance, because the ghost has a form and no substance, just like the moon in the water, the clouds in the sky, the flowers in the mirror, illusory and ethereal, not even a shadow.

He walked to the window and waved at the silver basin that hovered between the bullfights, and there was a silhouette under the bright light.

In the sun, people can't see ghosts, but now it seems that even the moon can't see ghosts.

With a sigh, he sat down under the windowsill dejectedly, looking at the boudoir full of red candles and bright lights, and his heart was in turmoil for a while.

The wind is blowing, and the candles are shadowing.

The boudoir door was wide open, and a group of several "people" entered.

He looked up, and there was a Baochai with a high bun, horizontal eyebrows, cold eyes, like blood-red lips, wearing a dark gold straight-necked shirt with large sleeves, a high neckline, a pleated long skirt, and a long-sleeved back with a placket.

Before the old pious woman "person" arrived, the suffocating and eerie monster had already rushed to his face, making him tremble.

The word "piety" of "pious woman" has the meaning of forcibly extorting in ancient times, and the bustard mother forced the young prostitutes to pick up customers and forcibly squeezed money from them, so the bustard mother had the title of "pious woman".

The old pious woman, since ancient times, has been used to describe these vicious, treacherous and cunning bustard mothers, the poem says: The sea has never been difficult to measure, and the ridiculous pious woman has bad intentions.

But to say that the "person" in front of you is an old pious woman, you can't help but underestimate it, because it is a hundred times more terrifying than those old pious women who break the clay pots and stir their stomachs and maggots.

He doesn't have to guess to see that this old pious woman is the thousand-year-old tree demon, if this Lanruo Temple is likened to the Qinglou Goulan, then it is the old witch who forced the good to be a prostitute and a ghost to be a prostitute - "Grandma".

The maids who exude an eerie ghost aura around the old witch are not ordinary wandering ghosts, they have accumulated I don't know how much yin, ghost, anger, and resentment have accumulated on their bodies, and their bodies have been condensed, and any one of them will be a terrible ghost and unjust soul that will harm one party!

When the old witch saw Nie Xiaoqian, she snorted coldly, and approached her, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, the maid next to her handed over a long black whip.

At the sight of this whip, he shrank back even more.

Because the long whip in the old witch's hand is called the soul refining whip, which is refined from its natal object and used to beat people, and a whip can beat people to pieces. It is used to fight ghosts, and a few whips can beat the ghosts to the point that they will never be reborn.

Nie Xiaoqian is a newly dead ghost, the old witch saw that she looked beautiful and charming, standing out from the crowd of female ghosts, and when she saw the hunting heart, she was detained, and prepared to adjust (teach) the Oiran of the Qinglou Pavilion of Lanruo Temple, which was specially used to seduce men and act as blood food.

But Nie Xiaoqian is a scholarly lady, knows etiquette and shame, is clear and jade, where is she willing to do such a pickled deed.

The old witch had long regarded her as a habitable curiosity, how could she be let go. So Nie Xiaoqian was imprisoned here, and endured the beating of the soul refining whip every day.

He sighed secretly in his heart, in the original story, Nie Xiaoqian finally couldn't withstand the coercion and temptation of the old witch, and finally succumbed to the obscene power of the soul refining whip.

There is a kind of vulnerability, she is called a female ghost!

Hum!

The old witch's cold snort, like a magic sound through her brain, swam around her head, making her head almost explode.

Syllable!

The old witch raised her hand and gave it a whip, and the air was volleyed into the air.

There was a crackling crackle that shook the whole house like a lightning strike, the windows were smashed, the floors were torn apart, and the sawdust flew and the dust rolled up, whipping down to the ground.

There is no doubt that this whip will fall on people, and people will be whipped to death, and when it falls on demons, ghosts will be killed.

frightened the female ghosts on the side, one by one, they didn't dare to come out and didn't dare to raise their heads, trembling like walking on thin ice.

The soul refining whip did not fall on Nie Xiaoqian, because Nie Xiaoqian had been beaten for a few days, and she was already very weak, and a strong wind from the soul refining whip seemed to be able to blow this yin soul away. And Nie Xiaoqian's use value has not yet been developed, where is the old witch willing to let her "die" like this.

The whip passed by his side, and his heart trembled, as if the hook and sickle of a messenger of hell had passed by him, and he was only 0.01 centimeters away from death again.

He is not the one who can't be steamed, cooked, flattened, fried, and resounded like a copper pea, and now he has become a female ghost, but if he wants to seduce a man, he can't do it, even if he disappears.

The old witch saw that Nie Xiaoqian's red lips were tightly pursed and she didn't speak, but there was a stubbornness like steel pouring iron in the weak slender fiber, and she was very angry, and a voice that was neither yin nor yang, like a blade, called out: "Little ghost who doesn't know how to lift, the future is long, and the old body has a way to rectify you." ”

As soon as you enter Lanruo, it is as deep as the sea, and since then the world has become a stranger.

The old witch and her entourage of demons and monsters surged like a tidal tide bursting, intimidating Nie Xiaoqian, and then receding like a tide.

But a moment later, another female ghost floated in with something in the gloomy wind.

This female ghost is called Xiaoqing, charming and gorgeous, and is the first card among the female ghosts under the command of the old witch in the past, seducing the holy hand among men, and is favored by the old witch.

It's just that it was all in the past, since Nie Xiaoqian appeared, the old witch has put all her thoughts on adjusting (teaching) Nie Xiaoqian, and she has paid less attention to her.

She was resentful, but she didn't dare to attack in front of the old witch. This time I turned back, I was ordered to come to admonish Nie Xiaoqian.

Xiaoqing carefully looked at her grandmother's "heart meat", and saw that Nie Xiaoqian's eyes were cold, her expression was sad, pure and soft, sexy and lovable, and the wisps on her body exuded a distant posture that did not eat the fireworks of the world, not like a female ghost, but like a fairy coming down to earth, and she couldn't help but be jealous.

I can't help but stretch out my claws and grab a few ravines from that pretty face that can turn all beings upside down.

Of course, Xiaoqing is just thinking about it. If she really dared to do this, she knew that Nie Xiaoqian, the new ghost, couldn't move her, but her grandmother wouldn't let her go.

"It's all a ghost, where did you get so much dignity, could it be that you really have to be beaten to the point that you will never be able to let go of the eldest lady's shelf?" Xiaoqing sneered in her heart and said to Nie Xiaoqian.

In her opinion, at this point, it is impossible for Nie Xiaoqian to escape, no matter what, she will eventually bow her head like her and obediently be the chess piece under her grandmother's hand.

He still lowered his head and didn't speak, not because he was moved, but because he didn't want to, he didn't bother to speak.

Even if you are a ghost, you have to die standing instead of kneeling.

How could a fallen ghost like Xiaoqing understand the dignity of being a ghost as he understood.

Xiaoqing left in vain, the boudoir door closed silently, and his bluffed pride suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon.

"Is this really ridiculous, I have really become Nie Xiaoqian?"

He was very unwilling to ask himself.

The night is as cold as water, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation, heartless self-breaking, ruthless self-injury.

It's already difficult to be a human being, and it's even more difficult to be a ghost, let alone a lonely female ghost who has been suppressed by an old witch with boundless power from a thousand-year-old tree demon.

There is no way to go to the sky, there is no door to enter the ground, it is true, Lanruo Temple has been, and there is a ghost waiting for it.