Above the blood-red sky, an ancient sword hung in the air. There was an old man standing on top of the ancient sword, and the old man was the sword ghost, who was waiting at the moment, waiting for the book soul to bring Luoluo over.

A golden flash flashed, and the sword ghost hurriedly rushed over.

"I'll hand Luoluo over to you today, if you let her suffer a little injury, hmph! Even if the young master spares you, I won't be able to spare you!" said to the sword ghost with a smug face.

"Luoluo!little princess!go, follow me, don't bother with him, bad old man!" the sword ghost took Luoluo in his arms and turned to leave, ignoring the soul of the book.

Seeing this, the soul of the book suddenly became angry: "I'll pick up Luoluo in half a month!"

"Don't send it!" hugged the sword ghost who walked away, and the voice came.

"Hmph!" the book soul flicked his sleeves and disappeared in place.

In the quiet small world, the sword ghost didn't know where to take out a sword, and then taught Luoluo to practice the sword on the ancient sword. After the book soul waved his sleeves and left, he returned to the small world in his natal book. In the words of the soul of the book, the ghost abyss has been lonely for a thousand years, and the soul tree has slept for a thousand years......

Dongfang Xue lay on the table in the ghost cave, like a dead person, sometimes woke up and shouted twice, and when he found that there was still no one, he went back to sleep, and only after falling asleep did he have a dream, and he was home again in the dream......

Sometimes Dongfang Xue will dream of Jiang Yue, Huangfu Yanran and Nangong Yu, but more often she will dream of the woman who met in Pingshui to save her life, in the dream she is still wearing a veil and holding a jade flute in her hand to play the flute in the small garden in the Dongfang Palace.

Dongfang Xue will dream of everything in the Oriental Palace, the aunt who is getting old every day to take care of herself, her father and grandfather who work all day for the country's border affairs, and the arms of her mother......

Dongfang Xue dreamed of the imperial city again, dreamed that she had gained fame after studying hard in the cold window, and returned to her hometown after high school, and the whole Dongfang Mansion was in a joyful atmosphere......

Every time I wake up from a dream, the cold and cruel reality of the ghost cave always make Dongfang Xue feel like she is in an ice cave, looking at a room full of books, a full 300,000 books...... 300,000 copies...... How can I finish reading it, and how can I talk about revenge......

The candle was still burning strongly, and under the faint halo of the candle, the young man's face was shining with tears, faintly shining.

Today, Dongfang Xue dreamed of Dongyang City again, dreamed of Dongfang Mansion, dreamed of relatives, dreamed of a woman with a face, Dongfang Xue happily ran forward to everything in this dream, only for a moment, the picture was broken, the dream was shattered, Dongfang Xue was awakened, when she saw that the world in front of her was still that world, 300,000 books or 300,000 books, Dongfang Xue shook her head and lay on the table again......

Lying on the table, Dongfang Xue wanted to go to sleep again, to pick up a dream, but the lingering picture appeared in Dongfang Xue's mind......

My father's and grandfather's instructions were still ringing in my ears, and my mother's smile appeared from time to time, thinking of the corpses lying in Dongfang Mansion, the smell of burning...... Those are all their own relatives!

The veil of the masked woman was slightly lifted, the woman played a tune, Dongfang Xue raised her head, and now she was already in tears. Dongfang Xue looked at the 300,000 books in front of her, stood up slightly, let out a sigh, and walked to the bookshelf......

After reading a book, Dongfang Xue took another one, and after reading it, she took another one.

"Candles, candles! You said that you have been burning in this endless abyss, and you think it has been burning for a thousand years! Have you ever been lonely?" Dongfang Xue stopped the book in her hand and asked at the candle on the table.

"It's okay if you can't speak! If you don't have a heart, you can be free...... Unlike me, ...... overnight" Dongfang Xue seemed to remember the past again, and shook her head secretly.

"Brother Candle, maybe you will have a little brother with you for the next hundred years, and if the little brother is bored, I'll talk to you, but I don't seem lonely......" Dongfang Xue smiled as she spoke, and after laughing, Dongfang Xue continued to read the book in her hand.

After reading one, change one, read one by one. Fortunately, Dongfang Xue didn't feel hungry when she entered this ghost cave, otherwise she wouldn't have starved to death if she hadn't eaten for a hundred years.

The soul of the book nests on the small bed of his natal book, without the company of Luoluo, the days are very boring, I wanted to sleep well, but unexpectedly after going to bed, I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and I had nothing to do, the soul of the book raised his hand and waved, and the picture in the ghost cave was presented in front of the soul of the book. The book soul looked at Dongfang Xue in the picture and nodded with satisfaction, and then remembered the old master's words.

When the old master arranged these books, he said: "These books are collected by Lao Tzu with great painstaking work, but Lao Tzu can't read them, but they can't be wasted, so they should be regarded as a gift for that kid!"

Looking at Dongfang Xue's serious reading, the book soul smiled, and said silently in his heart: "Master, your hard work has not been in vain! The person you picked is also very good......

Day by day, a month, two months, Dongfang Xue silently counted the days in her heart.

It's been a year...... Dongfang Xue saw that because of her growth, the clothes on her body were obviously out of shape, but she had no choice but to wear it like this.

Time burned unhurriedly in the candlelight of the candle, Dongfang Xue raised her head and found that she had finished reading the books on the two bookshelves, and the time was ...... It's been three years...... The clothes on his body are already too small, and some places, such as elbows and collars, have already been blown up by his body......

And then, three years...... Five-year ...... Decade...... Fifty years have passed in a blink of an eye, and another seventy years have passed in a blink of an eye, and more than half of the books in the ghost cave have been read by Dongfang Xue.

"Ahem......" The calm of the haunted cave was broken by the sound of coughing, and candles lit up the small table day and night for seventy years. I saw an old man sitting at the table, reading a book with relish. The old man's white eyebrows and long beard, his hair hung down to the ground, like a waterfall, it was funny that the old man was wearing a child's clothes, and some places were in tatters and could not be ashamed, but the old man ignored it completely, and read the book in his hand wholeheartedly.

This person is Dongfang Xue, how many years? How many years? Dongfang Xue remembers it clearly in her heart, it has been seventy-five years......

Dongfang Xue closed the book she had read, then walked to the bookshelf with the book, put the finished book back, and then took out another book and returned to the table...... Every time Dongfang Xue came back to her senses, she thought that it was because she was old, so she would miss the past......

The grievances of the Dongfang family in the past, the shocking scenes of the Dongfang family's mansion, have not appeared in Dongfang Xue's dreams for a long time.

When she wanders every day, Dongfang Xue sees more pictures of herself growing up happily in the Dongfang family when she was a child, sees more of Nangong Yujiangyue's youngest daughter, and sees more of the days when she is taken care of by the Bai family sisters in the cave...... Every time she woke up, Dongfang Xue couldn't help but sigh: It's really old...... Remembering the old ......

Outside the ghost cave, the sword ghost waited on the ancient sword early, and today is the time for the book soul to come and fall.

As soon as the golden light appeared, the book soul and Luoluo appeared in front of the sword ghost, and Luoluo sensibly waved his hand to the uncle soul, and then under the sad face of the book soul, he walked step by step towards the sword ghost shrouded in happiness.

"How long has it been since you've seen the young master?" the sword ghost pulled Luo Luo firmly in his hand and asked the book soul.

"It's been more than a year! It's been almost two years. What's wrong?" The book soul asked the sword ghost rhetorically.

"It's okay, I just want to! When the young master comes out, you can go and accompany the young master! Luoluo will be handed over to the old man and me, I want to accept Luoluo as a disciple!"

"I'm ......" The book soul quickly turned his face when he heard the sword ghost speak, jumped up violently, and pounced on the sword ghost.

"You are an old immortal!Don't think crookedly!Even if Luoluo wants to apprentice!!It's also my scholar's soul!'" the book soul said loudly as he beat the sword ghost again.

"Damn, you dead scholar!Where can you be worthy of being a Luoluo master!It seems that I want to get rid of you as a demon today!" The sword ghost turned over and pressed the book soul under him, and greeted him in a circle.

Luoluo sighed helplessly, and forced the two old guys to open, and the two of them looked at Luoluo's face before stopping.

Luoluo raised his hand and gestured at the two of them in the air, and then said in a hesitant voice.

The book soul looked at the sword ghost, and the sword ghost looked at the book soul, and then asked Luoluo together: "Do you want to see the young master?"

Luoluo nodded at the two of them, and then tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

The book soul lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and then said, "Little princess......!

Seeing this, the sword ghost immediately had an idea in his heart, and pushed the book soul away and said to Luoluo: "Luoluo! as long as you worship under my door and be my disciple, I can let you see the young master now!"

When Luoluo heard what the sword ghost said, he immediately nodded happily. Seeing this, the book soul was not good, so he pushed the sword ghost away again, and immediately waved his hand, and the picture in the ghost cave appeared in the air above, Dongfang Xue was reading at the table with long hair and white beard......

"Old thing, don't think I don't know what you're up to, and you want to trick Luoluo away! Hmph! No way!" the book soul scolded the sword ghost viciously.

"Dead demons!" the sword ghost scolded the book soul again.

The two were about to scuffle together again, when they suddenly heard crying, and the two looked at Luoluo together, only to see Luoluo crying even more when he saw Dongfang Xue's appearance......

The book ghost looked at the sword ghost, and the sword ghost looked at the book soul again, and the two hurriedly ran to Luoluo's body, comforting and grimacing, and it took a long time to stop the falling tears.

I didn't cry anymore, wiped my tears and hugged the soul of the book, and then motioned for the soul of the book to go back first.

The book soul was made happy by Luoluo's actions, laughed heartily, then straightened up and glanced at the sword ghost with disdain, and turned around and left after listening to Luoluo's words......

The sword ghost saw that the book soul was gone, and then looked at Luoluo, and when the sword ghost was hesitating, Luoluo suddenly hugged the sword ghost again.

"Ahh

Dongfang Xue, who was reading in the ghost cave, sneezed, and muttered: Who is thinking about me......? Is Luoluo okay now......

Dongfang Xue chattered for a while, then continued to read the book in his hand under the candlelight, and the ghost abyss was quiet, the world is still that world, but the boy is no longer the boy......

The long hair and white beard are not old, and the afterlife can also break the flood and famine-