Is it? Already went to Jianzhou. I thought about it, but my heart suddenly became unhappy, hum, when did I not forget that "heroes save beauty" in vain I came so stupidly, and I was worried about him.

Because of the unhappiness in his heart and the severe pain in his body, he hastily ate something and went back to his room to rest.

Lying on the bed, his eyelids were sinking terribly, but in a daze, it seemed that someone pushed the door in, I thought it was Ming'er, but I didn't think it was him - Zhang Jizhao.

How could it be him? Zhang Jizhao has been dead for many years, how can he appear here, could it be a ghost? Heh, he's here to ask for my life?!

I was panicked but not afraid, I looked at this man in black who looked like Zhang Jizhao, and his eyes were firmly locked on me.

I strengthened my courage, stood up, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, who are you?" ”

"Don't you remember who I am?" The voice of the man in black sounded poignant.

"You, you are very much like one of my old friends, but he, he is no longer alive." Although I have the experience of talking to Zhang Taihua's ghost, but seeing Zhang Jizhao's ghost in the middle of the night, I am really, really ......

"The deceased?" The man in black stepped forward and asked, "What's his name?" ”

"Zhang Jizhao!" When these three words burst out of my mouth, I was taken aback.

"So you remember me, don't you? You remember me. The smile on his lips was like a bitter flower.

Inexplicably some heartache, accompanied by a trace of sourness. If he hadn't tried to take me away, he probably wouldn't have caused death.

Silently, he looked at him in front of him - black clothes, soap shoes, as deep and fiery as before...... Is it human? Is it a ghost? I can't tell the difference, I just know that my heart is beating harder and harder!

"How are you?" The deep male voice echoed in my ears, and his figure was hidden in the light of the candlelight, and I couldn't make out the expression on that face.

"I'm fine."

"Really? But why do I always see you with a sad look on your face? ”

"Always?" I wondered, "Why are you ......?"

"Heh, don't you know that a ghost can go anywhere he wants?" I could see his burning gaze in the dimness.

"Why are you here?"

"It's too dangerous to go here, you go back, go back quickly!" His voice seemed to come from the horizon as unreal.

There was a sense of déjà vu in the air, and the stars began to dim in front of me, and I fell back into a deeper sleep.

I woke up in the morning, my head still heavy. Thinking back to that dream last night, it was so real, did Zhang Jizhao's ghost really come? What is he here for?

was lying on the bed and distracted, only to hear two taps outside the door, Ming'er's crisp voice sounded: "Childe, you can get up, Ming'er will come in and wait for you to change your clothes." ”

"Come in." I struggled to get up, and my whole body ached.

"Sister, your face looks so pale, isn't there anything uncomfortable?" Ming'er asked with concern, reaching out and touching my forehead.

"I'm fine, maybe I was a little tired from rushing yesterday." In the mirror, there is a faint shadow under his eyes, and his face is indeed a little pale.

"I'll call Mr. Li to show you, if you are sick, what can you do!" Ming'er muttered and ran out, ignoring me calling her behind her.

After a while, Liluo walked into the room, first looked at my complexion carefully, then stretched out his hand to take the pulse, turned around and told Ming'er to make soothing tea.

After Ming'er left, I always remembered the dream of last night, and finally I couldn't help but ask and leave Luo, hoping to get some reasonable explanations from him.

After listening to my story, Liluo pondered for a long time, and when I asked again and again, Fang asked me thoughtlessly: "What does Niangniang think he came to you for?" ”

"Sir, if I know, why bother asking you?!" I was a little unhappy in my heart, and I said again: "According to the ghosts, don't you cultivators have more right to speak?" ”

"Dare to ask Niangniang, according to what you see, why does the soul want to show up?" Liluo's questioning was really getting stranger and stranger.

"I don't know." Suddenly irritated, hoping to end this unpleasant conversation immediately.

"In my opinion, the appearance of ghosts is nothing more than kindness, resentment, love, and infatuation. Those who repay their kindness show up to repay their kindness, those who repay grievances show up to ask for life debts, those who have feelings do not forget their lovesickness, and those who become obsessed wait hard. According to yesterday's situation, that soul seems to have a deep roots in the love for the mother......"

"Impossible, how can this be?" I categorically rejected his reasoning, "I am the emperor's concubine, how can he be attached to me." ”

"Niangniang and him have a fate, but now all kinds of things are just cause and effect, and people can't resist fate." Liluo suddenly stared at me with a serious expression: "If one day you are in danger, if he can save you and protect you and want to take you away, are you willing?" ”

"No way, he's dead."

"I'm asking if you're willing."

"Presumptuous, how dare you talk to Hongu like this...... You, who are you? In a fit of shame, I finally asked the doubt that had been in my heart for many years.

"We're leaving Luo."

"I saw you in Yichun Courtyard before Zhang Jizhao took you into the palace, you don't look like a musician at all, who are you?"

There was a puzzling smile on the corner of Liluo's lips, he looked at me deeply, looked away and said, "I have a friendship with Jizhao, and he once entrusted me to take care of you. ”

"He asked you to take care of me?" Liluo's words hit me hard in the chest like a heavy punch, and I never thought that Liluo helped me several times because he was entrusted by Zhang Jizhao.

"My junior brother has a deep affection for you. You know that, right? "There was an expression on Liluo's face that I had never seen before, and it made people feel that all words against their hearts were a sin.

I lowered my head and tugged at the corners of my mouth, and said quietly, "I know, but I can't respond to anything at all." You should know that I can't tolerate anyone in my heart except Baoyuan. ”

Silence filled the midst of us, and when I regained my senses, I saw Liluo looking at me silently, and his face had returned to his former calm and indifferent expression. He arched his hand to me and said, "Niangniang's health is fine, and the minister retreats first." After saying that, he took care of himself and left.

Looking at his departing back, my heart was mixed for a while, and I couldn't sort out my thoughts at all. There is only one voice that is clear and real, I want to find Bao Yuan quickly, and it will only be good to stay by his side!

After breakfast, we set off for Jianzhou.

Since ancient times, there has been a sword gate Shu Road. The poet immortal Li Bai once sighed, "The danger is high, the difficulty of Shu Road, it is difficult to go to the blue sky!" ”

In the past, in modern times, I also went to Jianmen Pass, and I was deeply impressed by the bridge pavilion built on the cliff.