Verse 43: Death at an auspicious time 11 for the quenching of the universe

Looking at the face of the old man in the ghost market, he was displeased - in fact, even if he was happy, it was a dead face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or not, only judging from his tone. /./

Although the five ghosts were dead ghosts, they also knew how to act on the opportunity, and as soon as the old man in the ghost market finished speaking, they immediately floated around us, forming a circle, and suddenly I felt like I was in an ice cellar.

The atmosphere immediately became tense again, and Ye Zixuan said lightly: "Shopkeeper, since I sincerely negotiated with you about the exchange conditions, and put a barrier on the door - people and ghosts can't enter, how can you think of finding someone to disrupt the situation?" What's in it for me? The last time we fought in the cemetery, it was considered that we didn't know each other, not to mention that Dalong wouldn't recognize it indiscriminately, it was very likely to be a misunderstanding, so let's talk about it after listening to him first. ”

The old man in the ghost market didn't speak again, just nodded, and the five ghosts quickly dispersed around us, standing in a row, standing behind the old man in the ghost market.

The extras looked at me, then at Ye Zixuan, and asked a little strangely, "Who are you talking to, and do you have any other fans?" How can I not see it? ”

"No, it's just the two of us, but we both talk to each other a lot, that's why you see us talking to everyone else." I smiled at her.

Of course, I can't tell the secret thought in my heart, in addition to the two of us, there is also an old man in the ghost market, plus five extremely ugly ghost pawns.

She nodded and smiled, "Are you looking for me to sign it?" I'm very enthusiastic, do you have a pen and paper? If not, I'll get a visa for you – but remember to share my signature on a meager page when you go back online, and I'm sure your popularity will skyrocket. ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but shake my head, another patient with "Zhong Zhengnan's disease".

"Of course, we're here to ask for autographs, but I want to ask you if you were wearing a red suit last night when you came up with me on the elevator?"

"That's right, let's come up together, you should see that I'm wearing a red dress." She smiled, "What's wrong?" Do you mean I'm beautiful in that outfit? ”

"Well, it's really beautiful, full of Tang style."

"You see that? That's right, I play Li Hongyi, a native of the Tang Dynasty. When she said this, seeing that we were indifferent, she continued: "You may not know who Li Hongyi is, no wonder, who made her only sixteen years old when she died, and it is precisely because she has not many scenes that she found me." I'm just an extra, a supporting role, to be exact. But you should know Li Chunfeng, I played his sister, but I only appeared in the play, and then over. ”

I was indifferent because I knew that she was supposed to dress up as Li Hongyi.

And Ye Zixuan was indifferent because he really didn't know who Li Hongyi was, but when he heard Li Chunfeng, he couldn't help asking: "Li Chunfeng?" ”

"yes." She was very happy, as if it was really Li Chunfeng and his relatives.

I asked Ye Zixuan: "It seems that you are very familiar with Li Chunfeng?" ”

Ye Zixuan replied: "Generally, after all, he is an ancient, and I am not familiar with him, but I know that he is a prophet, a very powerful prophet - haven't you heard of it?" ”

I shook my head: "I haven't heard of it, but now when I hear what you said, I think he is still very powerful, but why didn't he predict that his sister would die?" ”

Ye Zixuan didn't answer, but just asked the actor: "What kind of scenes are you filming, and Li Chunfeng?" ”

"Wu Meiniang's drama as the emperor can be regarded as a popular palace fight recently, by the way, when it is broadcast, you must watch it."

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "Of course. ”

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" She smiled even more happily.

"Have you ever gone downstairs since you came back?"

"Nope." She shook her head and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." Hearing her say this, I can't help but understand that when I got off the elevator, it was Li Hongyi, the real Li Hongyi, at this time, I was not so afraid, but I regretted that I actually passed by her, otherwise, I could talk to her and let her go to Huangquan with peace of mind.

"Don't you want to sign it?" She asked again.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, there was no pen and paper on me at this time, but Ye Zixuan rescued me, took out a piece of paper, handed it to the actor and said, "Sign it on this." ”

The actor hurriedly wrote his name on the paper: Liao Bier.

"You were sent by TVB?" I took a closer look at her

She smiled: "This is my real name, and I also hope that through this name, I can be the protagonist." ”

Ye Zixuan put away his signature: "I'm sorry, I wish you a dream come true." ”

When Ye Zixuan said this, the ghost king was already a little impatient, so I said, "Then you go to sleep, we should go back too." ”

After the actor closed the door, the ghost king asked, "She's not a ghost." ”

"So it's just a misunderstanding." I then told them everything I saw and heard - from meeting this actor, to the dream triggered by the resentment of that song, and then to seeing the Li brothers and sisters for a penny, until Li Hongyi finally died outside Zhengjun City, that is, probably in the direction of the elevator, and told them in detail.

When he heard that this Li Hongyi had been here for a thousand years, the ghost king was suddenly silent.

Are you scared? I wanted to ask the ghost king, but I thought it would be inappropriate to ask like this, for fear that the ghost king would not be able to save face.

"You actually got to see Li Chunfeng?" Ye Zixuan asked

"It's just a dream, I still see you like the owner of the Heavenly Master Sword in your hand, but what can I do?" I say.

Ye Zixuan was also silent.

Just then, a scream was suddenly heard.

We ran along the screams, only to see a middle-aged woman lying on the ground, pointing to the elevator with frightened eyes open, screaming incessantly.

Before she got to the woman, she already smelled a strong smell of blood, and when she came to the woman, the smell of blood was even stronger.

Following the direction of the woman's finger, we looked inside the elevator.

When I saw the love shadow in the elevator, I couldn't help but be shocked.

Xiang Weiguo was hanged in the elevator car by Bai Aya, his eyes were round and his tongue was sticking out.

He hanged himself in a peculiar way, standing on the ground with his feet and hanging.

My first reaction was what Li Hongyi did.

But Xiang Weiguo's face was filled with a happy expression, and he seemed to be dying very comfortably.

Behind him, there were several blood letters, which read, Died in Jishi, and the smell of blood came from here.

"Auspicious time? What time is it now? I asked.

"It's ugly time." Ye Zixuan said: "Today is half a month, ugly time. ”

At this time, the ghost king said a little strangely on the side: "This time is not an auspicious time, the moon is half ugly, it is an extremely fierce time in itself, whether it is for the living or the dead, it is not good for the living, at this time, it is not good for the work; For the dead, it is easier to become a lonely ghost, why did he choose this time to die? In addition, he was hanged or strangled, and his yin body could not be reincarnated, at this time, except for a resentment, there was really nothing auspicious. ”

Ye Zixuan took out a red thread at this time, tied it in front of the elevator door, and then hung a yellow charm on the red line.

Outside the red line, he looked carefully at Wei Guo and said, "He was not strangled to death, he hanged himself." ”

I handed the half of the white silk I picked up to Ye Zixuan and said, "This is what Li Hongyi left, you can check it and see if the white silk on Xiang Weiguo's neck is the same as this." ”

After comparison, Ye Zixuan shook his head.

Hearing this, I also relaxed my heart a little, from the bottom of my heart, I still don't want Li Hongyi to kill innocents indiscriminately.

At this moment, the red line tied in front of the elevator door was slowly torn up.

Ye Zixuan took out a handful of rice and sprinkled it in the elevator, and then saw a pair of black footprints appear on the rice.

We hurriedly took a step back.

I watched with my hands and eyes, and saw Xiang Weiguo trying to break free from the red line and charm from the elevator and get out of the elevator.

The ghost market shopkeeper said on the side: "The five ghosts listen to the order and catch the souls of the downstream." ”

When the five ghosts were about to step forward, Ye Zixuan said lightly: "Shopkeeper, why did he die, I haven't figured it out yet, after I asked, it's not too late for you to catch him." ”

The old man in the ghost city nodded.

Xiang Weiguo is no longer an ordinary Xiang Weiguo, he is completely different from him when he was a security guard, as if he was a person who puts on makeup when singing.

"Why are you going down this path?" I couldn't help but sigh: "Uncle, I have already told you, you can't change your son's numerology." ”

"Of course you don't want me to go down this path, it's you who hurt my son." Old man Xiang's face became even paler at this time, and he couldn't help but roar angrily.

"Did I harm your son? When did I kill your son? ”

"Last night, I got the news that my son didn't know that he had a strange illness and his face was gone. Then I wanted to change the fortune and save him, so I found you, but you said a lot, and I believed it. But I misbelieved you, because someone told me that the reason you didn't want me to change was because you hurt him—you asked him to open a strange box. ”

Hearing this, I can't help but understand that his son is not the first brother of Nanlian, but the eighth brother, but it may be that for him, whether it is the eighth brother or the eldest brother, he is the first brother.

"This matter, in fact, has nothing to do with me." I hurriedly said: "That box is for Wu Cao's suicide note - the Southern Union Gang has always wanted to get it, I just told him the location - if you want to eat salted fish, you have to endure thirst." ”

The old man Xiang was already hysterical: "I don't care, I just want my son to be good, I was in a bad mood last night, so I asked for a leave of absence, and I wanted to drink a little wine when I went out of the community, but I met a white-haired man on Dehua Pedestrian Street." He said to me that he could save my son. At first, I thought he was joking, but he said uncle, not only can I save your son, but I can also tell you your son, who made him what he is now. So he said it was you, and I finally understood why you didn't let me die in auspicious times, because you were afraid that I would seek revenge on you. ”

I tried to persuade him again and again, but I couldn't persuade him, maybe it was his life.

"White-haired man?" I asked, "Are you wearing sunglasses?" ”

"That's right." Old man Xiang was a little surprised: "You know? ”

"Of course, his name is Wang Kui." I say. 151 Kanshu.com .