Chapter Fifty-Nine: A Chinese Ghost Story

"Xiaoqian, don't wait, come with me. The grumbling voice sounded behind itself, and the rotting finger rested lightly on her left shoulder. "Sober up, Cai Chen won't be coming back......" There was a hint of weakness in his voice.

"Shut up, you don't understand. Caichen will definitely come back as promised, I will definitely see him again, I will definitely ......" Tears tore through the carefully dressed makeup, leaving traces of different shades on the peach-colored face. She shook off his hand and said resolutely, "You can go......"

He is now a walking rotting corpse, and he can only speak easily when he meets Xiao Qian. Looking at the shadow in front of him, he turned around and left, leaving a sentence: "I saw him, he should go to the direction of Lanruo Temple now." ”

Xiao Qian lowered her head and whispered softly: "I know ......"

The petals fell on her hair, her eyebrows, her lips. It's like the pear blossom rain that flew in the sky thirty years ago.

The vigorous branches of the tree are full of large, overlapping pear blossoms, as if all the beauty is blooming at this moment. Under the tree, the long-haired woman leaned lightly against the trunk of the tree, closed her eyes and slept lightly. The breeze blows, and the petals fall all over the dress, bringing out a light floral fragrance.

She has an ageless face, time stands still in her, and her beautiful appearance does not have to be washed away by wind and frost. The world admires her beauty and her life, but who understands her loneliness.

Footsteps are near, who is it?

She opened her eyes, and the man in white smiled calmly.

"Girl, I seem to be able to smell the lonely scent of you, you make me curious. Tell me, who are you?"

"Nie Xiaoqian. Red lips spat out cold words. At the moment, she just wanted to get rid of the warm smile of the person in front of her, the piercing smile.

But the person in front of him did not flinch: "Nie Xiaoqian, good name." ”

Xiao Qian sneered: "I just want to give myself a name and give myself a Jianghu." Don't bother, Childe. She closed her eyes again.

"Xiaoqian, let me be your Jianghu. The man's firm words inadvertently hit the softest part of her heart.

She got up, shook off the layers of pear blossoms on her body, and the wind lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing a amorous smile.

"Okay, take me away. ”

The man also smiled and handed her a pair of jade pendants, the warm jade carved into a pear blossom, the tips of the petals seemed to tremble slightly. Xiao Qian was overjoyed and begged him to bring it for herself.

Just because of a simple encounter, Nie Xiaoqian followed Ning Caichen, the man who said he wanted to become her, and traveled all over the country. Eventually, they returned and stayed at the home of Ning Caichen's sworn brother Mo Yu.

Mo Yu is contrary to his name, he is a passionate and bold man, he has a shallow scar on his face, from the end of his eyebrows and eyes to the hair, adding a bit of domineering to his rough face. When Xiao Qian saw him for the first time, she knew from him that he had a special emotion for herself.

Mo Yu is a good person, but Xiao Qian can't respond to him, because her heart has already been given to Ning Caichen, and there is no superfluity.

Mo Yu knew that this was a fruitless relationship, but he still paid silently, he once said, "Xiaoqian, the cold and lonely taste on your body makes me feel so sorry." Please don't say no to what I've done for you, even if you'll never fall in love with me. When Mo Yu said this, Xiao Qian saw a crystal liquid in his eyes, reflecting her figure.

Ning Caichen was not unaware of Mo Yu's forbearance, but he couldn't face it, didn't understand, and didn't dare.

The night is as cool as water, the moon is bright and white, in front of the carved window, Ning Caichen gently hugged Nie Xiaoqian, and infinite sadness stained his eyebrows.

"Xiaoqian, do you know? The scar on Mo Yu's face was when I was playful when I was young, and he was injured by a fierce beast in order to protect me. That scar is an eternal pain in my heart. ”

Xiaoqian understands, she understands.

Everything that began with her should end because of her. The moonlight shines on the embroidered shoes with the hem of the silk skirt half-exposed, and the pear blossoms embroidered on them bloom enchantingly.

Late at night, people are quiet.

The next day, the sky was blue and cloudless. The atmosphere of the three people in the flower hall was solemn. Yes, just today, everything should have come to an end.

"I know that you all treat each other like brothers, please don't let me ruin the brotherhood that has been rare for many years. As she spoke, Xiao Qian quietly poured the white powder in her sleeve into the wine in front of her. She raised her glass and burst into tears.

"Don't let me, leave with regrets. "Then I want to drink all the wine.

Ning Caichen sensed that something was wrong, snatched the wine from her hand, and drank it first.

"No, Caichen, hurry, spit it out, don't drink ......" Xiao Qian exclaimed, Ning Caichen showed that warm smile again, and fell into Xiao Qian's arms, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Promise me, be happy...... ...... live" Ning Caichen said with difficulty: "I, I can't bear it...... Let him be sad...... You are going to be ...... together."

Mo Yu held his head and roared, "Caichen, you are too stupid, too stupid. ”

Ning Caichen used his last strength to pull out a difficult laugh, and in an instant, his body turned into a pool of blood, and there were no bones left. And Xiao Qian could only watch as the ghost took away his soul.

Xiao Qian cried like crazy, and later she committed suicide near Lanruo Temple, and her soul fell.

She came to the underworld, rushed through the layers of ghost blocks, endured the pain of the fire, and stopped Ning Caichen's ghost at the bridge.

She could no longer touch Ning Caichen's hands, so she had to look at his beloved face, and tears rolled down in large pieces, dripping into the Meng Po soup in his hands.

"I will wait for you under the pear blossom tree, for you to be reincarnated, to see you again. ”

Ning Caichen's tears also fell into the bowl of soup.

"Okay, I'll come, wait for me. With that, he raised his head and drank it all.

"Oh, originally you only had one life, but he drank the tears of the two of you and engraved the last words of his previous life in his heart. Meng Po sighed on the side: "But it's only a one-sided relationship." ”

Xiao Qian burst into tears and laughed, and said stupidly: "Even if it's just a one-sided relationship, I will wait, wait for him to appear." ”

For twenty years, Xiao Qian waited hard, because Xiao Qian couldn't leave her body ten meters in the sun, and she had to avoid passing demons and ghosts, and was finally discovered by her grandmother, taken in by it, and became her grandmother's maid.

Grandma has refined Xiao Qian's body in the world, and her soul can move freely.

Until ten years later, a few days ago,

Snow-white pear blossoms are blowing from nowhere and floating on the surface of the river.

One after another, like early snow, drifting farther and farther.

It was another night of spring breeze, blowing down a lot of pear blossoms, Xiaoqian looked for the earring that was unintentionally lost a few days ago under the pear tree, but she was nowhere to be found.

Someone came behind her, she turned her head and looked at him carefully, her eyes were as bright as stars, as bright as a lake, and as quiet as a starry sky, but her body was thinner than before, and she looked a little bitter.

Xiao Qian's eyes are his reflection, and his eyes are Xiao Qian's reflection.

They have been looking at each other for a long time.

He stretched out his hand to Xiao Qian: "Are you looking for this?"

A small pear blossom lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Qian took it and thanked him.

He waved his hand: "Be careful in the future, don't drop such a valuable thing." With that, he turned around and left.

Tears flowed slowly.

He's been, he's been here.

............

When dawn rose, the villagers had already left Lanruo Temple, only Ning Er was guarding his brother who had been frightened, and Ning Caichen was still unconscious until now.

"It's all strange that the monkey pretended to be a ghost in the middle of the night, causing my brother to fall unconscious!" Ning Er kept complaining, Tang Xuansong, Liu Xingyan and Night Quicksand were tired of listening, and the three of them went outside to watch the sun go out.

Monkey and Yan Chixia stayed in the temple, and the two kept watching the unconscious Ning Caichen, while Ning Er kept complaining.

After a while, Ning Caichen's body moved, and then he said a dream word loudly: "Xiaoqian, I must come, you have to wait for me!"

Ning Caichen suddenly opened his eyes, got up suddenly, and looked at the three people in front of him in a daze, Ning Er looked at his brother with a nervous face, and the monkey and Yan Chixia stood behind Ning Er and looked at Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen saw his younger brother first, and barely squeezed out a smile, he rubbed his eyes, stood up, and saw the monkey and Yan Chixia behind his younger brother, and was so frightened that he almost fainted. Ning Er hurriedly hugged his brother and said, "What is there to be afraid of the stinky monkey, don't be afraid, I will protect you." ”

The monkey scratched his head and said, "I've put up with you for a long time, if you keep chattering like this, my grandson will beat you to death with a stick!"

"Don't, my brother is young and ignorant, don't be angry. It's really that I, Ning someone, have too little guts, and I'm ashamed to be scared twice by Brother Monkey's dignity......" Ning Caichen steadied himself and said apologetically to the monkey.

Yan Chixia stared at Ning Caichen and said in a deep voice: "Your Yin Tang is black, you must have been haunted by wild ghosts, have you ever met strange people or strange things recently?"

Ning Er was anxious and didn't believe in evil, so he pointed at Yan Chixia and said, "Your face is darker than anyone else now, I think you are also haunted by ghosts, right? Don't look at my brother as honest, but my Ning family's sons are not easy to bully!"

The monkey covered his mouth and smiled, scratched his cheeks, and said to Yan Chixia, who was about to have a seizure of anger: "He is right, your face is almost dirty, I remember that there is a river in the distance, you should go and wash it quickly." ”

"Hmph, I don't know the hearts of good people!" Yan Chixia flicked her sleeves, turned around and walked away.

After Yan Chixia left, Sun Wukong stared into Ning Caichen's eyes and said, "Who is Xiaoqian?"

Ning Caichen looked puzzled: "What Xiaoqian, I don't know her?"

Ning Er suddenly laughed at this time and said, "Brother, don't hide it from me, did you find Ruyi in the capital, just now I heard you call your sister-in-law's name when you were talking in your sleep." ”

"Sister-in-law, where did you come from, sister-in-law?" Ning Caichen became more and more puzzled.

Ning Er patted his brother's shoulder, shook his head and said, "Pretend, continue to pretend." Could it be that Xiaoqian is a man's name?"

"What the hell are you talking about, I don't know this person named Nie Xiaoqian at all. Ning Caichen shook his head and said.

Looking at Ning Caichen's confused look, Ning Er tilted his head and thought for a while, and said suspiciously: "Could it be that my brother is too lonely and thinks about it at night, so he dreamed of a girl in a dream, and he still calls someone Xiaoqian? No, the monkey and I didn't say Xiaoqian's surname Nie just now, you even know people's surnames, do you still plan to hide it?" After speaking, he laughed again.

Ning Caichen looked puzzled, and said to himself: "I just said casually, I really don't know Nie Xiaoqian......"