Although men don't need to pay too much attention to appearance, after others see you for the first time, they don't want to look at you a second time, and they can't find your inner beauty anyway.

When you're so ugly that you cry ghosts, you know how important your appearance is.

He was always thinking about wanting to be beautiful, and even tried plastic surgery, but it didn't work, his ugliness had surpassed the limits of medicine.

When did you start looking better?

It probably started when he got a piece of what was said to be an antique jade pendant.

Collecting is one of his few hobbies, and these lifeless, history-filled goodies don't dislike him, and each one obsesses him more than the other.

He knows a lot of antique dealers, and even Tufuzi who can't see the light, both openly and secretly, as long as he can afford the price, most of these people can help him get them.

About two months ago, he got a jade pendant.

He has collected a lot of ancient jade, but none of them have such jade.

Jade is a naturally formed ore, which is mined by people, and after processing, some of it is buried in the ground as a burial companion.

With his many years of experience in playing with antiques, when he saw this jade pendant for the first time, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

What is the so-called blood jade, he didn't really understand it until today, when he saw the real thing!

It's so even, how can you not let people love it!

He almost exhausted all the money in hand before he pocketed this jade pendant, wore it every day, and never left his body.

It was also from the beginning of wearing this jade pendant that he became more and more beautiful day by day, and his figure did not change, but his facial features gradually became brighter, and when he walked on the street, no one avoided him like a snake and scorpion.

He thought he really had a baby, but he didn't want it to be a weapon to kill him!

Day after day, he became less and less like him, and in the day he was fine, but when the sun went down and the house was dark, he would fall into a deep slumber and coma, with long nightmares that he could not wake up from.

In the dream, he was mediocre and tyrannical, killing excessively, he was the pride of the sky, standing at the peak of the dynasty, but he was once abolished, and fled in panic, like a lost dog, the day is not safe.

The days of escaping for his life seemed to be short, and he was still unwilling after all, he was killed in the mountains, and he was hastily buried without even mixing the coffin, ending his short and evil life.

This jade pendant is his belongings.

A generation of emperors, who ended up with a straw mat and a different place, had a grudge in his heart, and relied on the jade pendant to wander in the world for thousands of years, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge.

Every time he woke up, Fang Zhinian only felt like a big dream, cold sweat, the fatigue after a long run, the pain of the sword slashing on his body, it was as real as if he had just experienced it, and for a while he couldn't tell whether he was the last emperor of a thousand years ago, or an ordinary rich second generation in this life.

Now, it is the eightieth day since he got the jade pendant.

The voice in his ears has changed from the hazy image of being isolated from the mountains and seas at first, to now it is becoming clearer, and he can hear the voice all the time shouting: "Give me back my life." ”

When did you ever owe him your life? He shuddered and closed his eyes, not daring to look at himself in the mirror.

That face isn't your own, it's not!

At this moment, he realized very clearly that even if he used to look like a toad, it was better than wearing someone else's skin, and even his body was becoming more and more uncontrollable by himself.

His hand was slowly raised, and his eyelids were fiercely opened, and in the mirror, there was a pink-faced peach blossom, a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"I've been looking for you, it's so hard."

It's been a thousand years, and when the enemies see each other, they are very red-eyed.

God knows how difficult it is for him every day, from the lonely grave in the deep mountains like years, to the duckweed floating in the world without roots. How many times did he think he couldn't hold on.

Jade is a spiritual thing, so he can live for many years, but a thousand years is still too long a time span, and his soul will eventually dissipate.

But he is unwilling, he has not found the person who killed him, and his revenge has not yet been avenged!

But he has nothing to do, the depth of the bond between the jade pendant and him has long become an inseparable part of the soul, between them, whoever leaves whom, will be annihilated together in this cold world.

Let's go! He closed his eyes and waited for death, the whole piece of jade was dusty, placed in the high pavilion of Jianbao Zhai, no one cared, just waiting for him to dissipate, the jade was broken, and there was no such thing in the world.

Maybe it was the resentment that had been condensed on the jade pendant for thousands of years, and just when he was about to dissipate, a slender jade hand held it in his hand and said in a low voice: "It's a persistent one, meeting is fate, so I'll save you." ”

The domineering power poured in, and his soul seemed to be thrown into boiling water, quickly recovering, but it was also painful, and when he was leaving, he only had time to take a look at the life-saving benefactor, a beautiful woman like a fairy, small in size, with a frosty face.

It didn't take long for the jade pendant to be bought back home by Fang Zhinian, and the familiar aura emanating from the depths of his soul made him poke his head out in an instant when he was still recuperating in the jade pendant.

The so-called stepping on iron shoes has nowhere to find, and it takes no effort to get it, probably like that!

This time, there will be revenge and revenge!

Kong Qianyu came at the right time. One step later, Fang Zhinian will clearly see what it is like for his whole body to be embedded in glass.

Half of his body was stuck, and what was left of his sanity was directing his only movable left hand, resting on the edge of the mirror, trying to delay the time it was destroyed.

Kong Qianyu was also slightly shocked when he saw that strange old ghost, who still had a lot of dragon energy on his body.

The Qing Dynasty has been dead for more than a hundred years, and the ghost who still has the dragon's energy on his body is probably not small, at least which emperor he is.

This is a little strange, after the death of the emperor, except for a very few, they were all buried in the imperial mausoleum, and their own Qin Tianjian organized and arranged personnel to do excessive rituals, and Zongzheng Mansion placed offerings for three festivals and two birthdays, and never slackened, and could not raise such a disgruntled ghost.

"Help, save me!" Fang Zhinian Yuguang saw someone coming in and was busy asking for help, Kong Qianyu came back from his contemplation, it doesn't matter who this ghost is, the important thing is to temporarily stop him from committing murder.

It's not easy to have a ghost with dragon qi protection, and you still have to be reasonable if you can be reasonable, otherwise if you are not careful, you will hit him hard, and he will be scattered, and the merit he has earned with great difficulty in the past few days will be ruthlessly withdrawn by the Heavenly Dao.

Who let the thief be a stingy person, so now Kong Qianyu is afraid of his hands and tails, and he is so embarrassed that he can't do it.

Especially in this person and a ghost, there is a causal line that seems to be nothing. I saw the ghost, this ghost looks not young, and the weight of resentment on his body is so heavy that he can already show himself in front of people casually, this person, no matter how you look at it, is just an ordinary person, but he is only ten years old.

How did he offend an old ghost from a thousand years ago?

(End of chapter)