On the mansion of Ziwei Xianzun in the world, there is a rose that blooms very well, the pale pink buds glow with white light, the little female ghost likes to step barefoot on the fine white soft sand, the sand is full of rose petals, wrapped around her white ankles, itching her giggles non-stop.

Ziwei Xianzun leaned on the old locust tree, the fairy aura was insignificant, and no one should approach, he glanced at the little female ghost, frowned and said, "What a childish ghost." ”

Ever since the old ghost of Pengshan brought this little female ghost to his mansion, Ziwei Immortal Venerable's brows have not been loosened.

The old ghost of Pengshan said that she was lost with her brother and cried endlessly, and he couldn't bear it, so he brought her here.

Ziwei Immortal Venerable was puzzled: You can't bear it, why did you bring her to my house?

The old ghost of Pengshan explained: "She is lowly and can't stay in the world for too long, but she can't find her brother, and she doesn't want to go back to the ghost world. ”

The little female ghost loves to cry very much, and she clamos to find her brother every day, where can Ziwei Xianzun find her brother? She only knows that her brother's name is "Qianqu", and she can't say anything else, and she doesn't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, let alone draw a portrait of her brother.

Ziwei Xianzun sent someone to the ghost world to check, and no ghost had heard of this name, thinking that the two brothers and sisters had just entered the ghost world, it was no wonder that the little female ghost was so stunned.

When a person first becomes a ghost, the three souls and seven spirits come out of the body, if the obsession before death is not over, it will always be trapped by this obsession, and forget the other past, think of her obsession, is her brother.

Because of the protection of Ziwei Xianzun, the little female ghost who cultivates to a low level can also play in the sun, her favorite is this rose, she smiled and her eyes were bent like a crescent moon, she asked Ziwei Xianzun, "My name is Qianwei, does it mean a thousand roses?"

"How do I know, ask your father and mother to go. "Ziwei Immortal Venerable is impatient, he hates stupid people the most.

Qianwei tilted her head and thought for a while, then sat down on the rose petals, the corners of her mouth curled, and she cried again, she sobbed: "Then do you know who my father and mother are? Where are they? When will you take me to my brother?"

Ziwei Immortal Venerable raised his forehead and sighed, it must have been because he robbed the old ghost of Pengshan to drink a sip of wine, so he found such an annoying female ghost to torture him.

The annoying female ghost not only loves to cry, but also loves to pester Ziwei Xianzun, not only during the day, but also at night.

"Grandpa Ghost said, the cultivation on your body can protect my soul, if it is far away from you, I am afraid that it will be ......" Qianwei hugged Ziwei Xianzun's thighs, pitifully begging for care.

Ziwei Xianzun pushed her irritably, but he didn't push it away, he was about to sacrifice a wisp of spiritual power to shoot her out, looking down at the little female ghost rubbing his nose on his robe, after all, he couldn't do it.

If this is spread out, Ziwei Immortal Venerable uses spiritual power to deal with a little imp with a lowly cultivation, where will his old face go?

Ziwei Xianzun sighed, touched the head of the little female ghost, and said softly: "Okay, don't cry, it's night, your soul won't disperse, go back to sleep obediently." ”

"What if there are bad people?" The little woman is twenty-eight years old, if she is spoiled by a flower thief, what can be done? Qianwei's mind flashed sporadic fragments of her previous life, which seemed to be sung like this in some drama.

"Who dares to come to my mansion to make a mistake?" Ziwei Immortal Venerable suppressed the impatience in his heart.

"What if you run away in the middle of the night?"

“...... This is my mansion, why am I running?" Ziwei Immortal Venerable clenched his fists, and if she said one more word, he was determined to kick her out.

"In case ......"

"Bang ......"

That night, Qianwei slept very peacefully, and her dream was full of pale pink roses falling from the air, like snow, shaking her dizziness, dizziness, and she lay down in the sea of flowers and fell asleep, the fragrance of flowers lingered, and she had a good night's sleep.

Ziwei Xianzun also slept peacefully, when the morning light squeezed into the room through the crack in the window, he opened his eyes and saw the roses on the pillow, and after being stunned for a moment, Ziwei Xianzun smiled with satisfaction.

Why hadn't he thought of this sooner?

Ziwei Immortal Venerable put the little female ghost that turned into a rose flower into her sleeve, and her ears were quiet.

The sun is just right, the sky is cloudless, it is a rare good weather, Ziwei Xianzun took a Buddhist scripture and covered his face, lying in the courtyard to bask in the sun.

The wind warmed up, and the fragrance of roses was also sent, Ziwei Xianzun's eyelids moved, thinking that the little female ghost always likes to jump around on the sand on weekdays, why is there no movement today?

Yes, she was turned into a rose by him last night, and she is hiding it in his sleeve at this time.

Ziwei Xianzun turned over and sat up, the Buddhist scriptures fell to the ground, he slowly paced to the edge of the sand, took off his shoes and socks, and walked around on the sand barefoot, the soft petals and white sand were warmed by the sun, stepping on his feet, very comfortable, Ziwei Xianzun stretched his eyebrows: No wonder that little fool likes this place so much.

Ziwei Xianzun learned from the little female ghost again, jumped on the sand, picked up the fine white sand and pink petals with her white toes, and grinned, how did she sing the nursery rhyme she sang all day?

Ziwei Xianzun thought for a while and slowly opened his mouth: "Toad screams, jumping barefoot, I don't want to make flower shoes." Laughing, wanting again, thinking about it, and being afraid to talk about it...... Hahaha...... I'm afraid this stupid kid is sick!"

Ziwei Xianzun was in a good mood, played with the sand for a while, and decided to have a good drink at noon, but he searched every corner of the house, and he didn't find the immortal brew.

Ziwei Xianzun's gluttonous worms have been hooked out, if you don't drink a pot of immortal brew today, I'm afraid that I won't be able to sleep at night.

There was nothing to do, and Ziwei Immortal Venerable decided to go back to the fairy world.

Because the weather was so good, Ziwei Xianzun sat on an auspicious cloud, admiring the magnificence of the rivers and mountains in the world, and slowly drifted back to the fairy mountain.

When he arrived at Xianshan, Ziwei Xianzun heard that there was a flower viewing party in Lantian Yunhai today, and thought that the little female ghost might have never seen the world, so she would commit a nymphomaniac against a rose, and today she will take her to see the flowers in this fairy world, so as not to go back and embarrass him.

When Ziwei Xianzun arrived at the sea of clouds in Lantian, all the immortals who loved to join in the excitement had arrived, and when they saw his old man coming in the clouds, they all showed bitter faces.

In this immortal world, who hasn't been poisoned by Ziwei Immortal Venerable's mouth?

The flower viewing meeting was chosen today, and it was learned that Ziwei Xianzun went to the world during this time, and he should not come back for a while.

But he, how did he come back?

I don't know which immortal friends are going to be unlucky today.

Ziwei Immortal Venerable ignored the complicated eyes of the immortals, and reached into his sleeve pocket and took it out...... Pulled out again......

Huh, where's my rose?

Ziwei Immortal Venerable's heart sank, could it be that he jumped too happily on the sand and shook off the roses in his sleeves?

Damn, damn it!

Ziwei Xianzun no longer had the heart to enjoy the flowers, and immediately flew to the world in the clouds, until he came out of the immortal mountain, and he could faintly hear the sound of the immortals saying goodbye behind him.