Changtai, a city and county adjacent to the north.

Whether it is open or dark, the tranquility of this place will be shattered in the same way.

Joan also sat in the small foot shop and slowly sipped the coarse tea in the earthen bowl, as if it were some kind of fine tea.

She took a sip of tea and swallowed it slowly, her fingers lightly swiped over the table without leaving a trace, and a string of silver bells tied to her wrist trembled for no reason, but she didn't make any sound.

Joan also stared, but heard someone at the table on one side:

"Did you hear that? The Jiang family in the south of the city has a happy event to do! ……”

"I've heard about it! It's Miss Jiang who is going to get married, and the other end of the marriage is Li Gongzi of the Li Mansion, people say that this Miss Jiang is beautiful, and Li Gongzi is only eight years old. ”

"Jiang and Li's two mansions have posted, and they will get married the day after tomorrow!"

"Then you have to go and be happy!"

Joan also put down the tea bowl, and the tea foam circled around the center of the bowl, and listened to them continue:

"But ah, I heard that this married Miss Jiang is not the daughter of the Jiang family, it seems to be a step-by-step?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know? I'm going to tell you about it! Married to this young lady, once surnamed Ye, is Mrs. Jiang's maiden family, the family does not know what difficulties were taken to Jiang's mansion, since the call to Jiang's mansion, it is the old man's love and wife's favorite, and soon became a real lady in the house! ”

"Tsk...... That's a good fate......"

Joan also lowered her eyes, not paying attention to the evil thing kneeling in front of the little foot shop, but the thing insisted on kneeling under the scorching sun, and the remaining soul was burned by the sun to the point of annihilation, and even the soul in her bell was terrified.

She sensed it very clearly, it was a soul, a living soul that was about to be gone.

Qiong Yi sighed and said in her heart, this is a special door, but she has to be busy again.

She got up, and the white jade ornament shaped like a lily of the valley on her waist slid from her knees to her waist, shook twice, and collided with a string of silver bells with a crisp sound.

"Shop, check out."

Raising his feet and stepping out of the store, Qiong also stared at the living soul in front of him for a long time: "...... Miss Jiang? ”

The pale living soul bowed weakly, and bowed down for a long time: "Ask the immortals, save me ......"

*

Two days later, Jiang Mansion.

In front of the door, red silk hung high, gongs and drums sounded in unison.

Qiong also stood behind the crowd of people, looking at the gate of Jiang's mansion, her fingertips rubbing the bell hanging from her waist.

In front of Jiang's mansion, she was surrounded by people who gave gifts to relatives, and she came here not just to make a scene, but because this wedding was closely related to the living soul that appeared that day, she was entrusted by others to come to investigate.

Joan is also not an extraordinary person, she is a cultivator, traveling through the Shenzhou journey to cross the dead, leading the soul to die, although deliberately incognito, but still famous in the Middle Earth world, but a but but the name, do not know its appearance of the evil name, called the soul crosser.

That day, outside the Little Foot Shop, she met Miss Jiang, who was a ghost.

The living soul knelt on the ground, plain in clothes, and his black hair drooping, and came one by one in front of her:

"My name is Jiang Zhiruo. She is the only daughter of the Jiangfu family in the south of the city. ”

"I was poisoned by the villain, and Ye Tinglan of the Ye family took away my identity, occupied my family, and persecuted me to death."

"I died with hatred, I know that I can't hurt people when I turn ghosts into filth, and I am afraid of my brother's life, so I have to come to you for help."

"You are an immortal who crosses the soul of the dead and leads the soul back to life, please, help me, save my brother!"

Jiang Zhiruo's soul body is almost transparent, I am afraid that if I bask in the sun for more than half a burnt of incense, my soul will be scattered and I will pass away forever.

Qiong Yi shook her head lightly and handed her hand away: "Get up, Miss Jiang." She pulled Jiang Zhiruo up and said, "I'm not an immortal, just a soul traveler who has traveled through the world. ”

Du Ling, that is, the soul of Pudu's dying, is to turn into obsessions, fulfill long-cherished wishes, and go to the dead.

Jiang Zhiruo's brows were tightly locked, her eyes were slightly red, and her tone was almost low to the dust: "Please have mercy...... Help me, please......"

Joan also half-lowered her eyelashes, adding a shadow to the purple color of her eyes.

"I don't want to save myself...... Jiang Zhiruo put her hands in front of her and bowed deeply to her, "I just ask you to save my brother, he is the only person in this world that I can't let go...... As long as he is well, even if I don't die, I have no regrets......"

Qiong also pinched her eyebrows, as a Lingling person, she often encountered troublesome things such as large and small unjust cases, and she thought that she was already used to it.

Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Zhiruo bowed lower.

Qiong Yi thought for a while and said, "Let's get up first." ”

One person and one soul found a remote and uninhabited dark corner, and Qiong also urged the true qi to soothe Jiang Zhiruo's soul, the ringing on her wrists was crisp, and the pure white light was dotted, like drifting snow.

"Alright." Qiong also accepted the form, and instructed: "Miss Jiang, the living soul can only stay in the world for seven days, and if you want to stay for a long time, you will have the idea of non-separation, and you will turn into an evil ghost." Today is the fifth day since you died. ”

"I guess you must have died of a sick body, and your soul is already weak, and you must not reappear in the sun."

"Thank you, Miss Qiongyi." Jiang Zhiruo nodded in response, thinking about the number of days she had been in the world, and suddenly froze in place: "...... The day after tomorrow is the seventh day......"

"Hmm." Joan also didn't notice her abnormality, "At noon the day after tomorrow, the yang energy is the heaviest, and if you haven't crossed into reincarnation at that time, your soul will be gone." ”

The day after tomorrow is the day when Jiang and Li Erfu get married.

And at noon the day after tomorrow, it was the moment when Ye Tinglan, who replaced her Jiang Zhiruo, and the son of the Li family got married.

Qiong also realized it later, and when she realized it, she sighed in her heart: When Jiang Zhiruo was dead and her soul was gone, she married the person she once loved, if this Ye Tinglan was really calculating, it would be really vicious!

Qiong, who has never been good at comforting people, patted Jiang Zhiruo's shoulder to show comfort.

"Thank you, Miss Qiongyi, for your kind comfort, I don't want to feel sorry for him anymore." Jiang Zhiruo pursed her lips and chuckled, her face full of bitterness, "My father and mother favor Ye Tinglan, whether it is right or wrong, she refuses to listen to me about anything, she just thinks it is my fault......"

"The only one in Jiang Mansion who is good to me now is my younger brother Jiang Conglan."

"He has been pampered since he was a child, although he is a temper who does not like to listen to learning, but he is a good boy with responsibility in his bones, and he is willing to stand in front of me and protect me when thousands of people are cold...... As a result, I, as a sister, not only couldn't help him, but ...... but caused him to be rebuked......"

Jiang Zhiruo said, hid her face and sighed.

"Miss Jiang, since the calamity is brought by others, you don't have to take the fault on yourself." Qiong Yi's voice is soft and gentle, like a spring breeze passing through her ears, and the silk is blowing on her face.

Jiang Zhiruo gritted her teeth and nodded: "...... Well. ”

She also said: "I came in a hurry to find the girl, kneeling on the ground to save you, and it was unseemly, because when my brother came to my grave in the morning to offer incense, he swore to heaven that he would avenge me......

"He knew that I was killed by Ye Tinglan, he said, he said......" Jiang Zhiruo's face turned pale: "He said that on the day of the wedding, he would sacrifice Ye Tinglan's blood to me." ”

"I can't let him take his life because of me!" Jiang Zhiruo's voice trembled: "In that case, his life will be ruined...... He should live in peace......"

"I appear as a spirit, and he cannot hear me, nor see me. I didn't know how to stop him, but the wild ghosts on the mountain kindly showed me the way, and I found you......"

Jiang Zhiruo said sadly: "So, please help me, Miss Qiongyi, stop him, don't let him make a big mistake......

"You are like this, aren't they all Ye Tinglan's faults? Since ancient times, murder pays for life, and good and evil are reincarnated. Qiong Yi smiled, her knuckles wrapped a few times around the red rope that tied the jade lily of the valley, and a trace of killing intent flashed in her half-lowered pupils that made Jiang Zhiruo gasp, "It's a good thing to end her." ”

Jiang Zhiruo was shocked: "No, no!" I ......" she paused: "Although I hate her, I hate her for winning the favor of everyone in the house, I hate her for bullying me and insulting me, but I can't let my brother do such a thing as killing people!" ……”

"You're good-tempered." Joan also folded her arms and said lightly.

Jiang Zhiruo lowered her head and pursed her lips, she begged several times, but she never got an answer from Qiong Yi, she was anxious and restrained in her heart, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Joan also plucked the silver bells on her wrist, one of which jingled, and she said, "Whether I can help you or not, I will decide." A wisp of snow-white and vague soul floated out of the bell, and Joan also ordered: "Protect the Dharma for us." ”

The spirit responded, hovering beside them.

Jiang Zhiruo looked at her with a little puzzlement, and only listened to her: "Miss Jiang, I am going to use psychic techniques to feel the same way with you, if Ye Tinglan is really as you said before, I will consider helping you." ”

Spiritism is often used to talk to living spirits and synesthesia with living ghosts in order to regain the memories of the objects that have been schanted.

Jiang Zhiruo heard her say, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, good." …… Thank you, girl. ”

Qiong Yi's fingertips faintly lit up with white light, and the jade lily of the valley on her waist buzzed softly, Jiang Ruozhi put her palms together, and suddenly fell into the falling clouds, and when she opened her eyes again, it had become a different scene, it was the day she first saw Ye Tinglan.