The morning was slightly cool, Hengyou carefully took out the red wedding dress from the wooden box, but he was thinking in his heart, "I have been making trouble since that day, and I haven't said a word to him, I think I am a little childish, obviously my husband has come back, back to his side, he should not leave, he is also a little sad these days, and his body has lost a lot, so it is better to find a time to talk to his husband and live a peaceful life." ’

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came to me, and Mu Ruyi, who was floating in the air, looked up, and saw a few high-headed horses leading cars from the village, which were extremely luxuriously decorated, and even the curtain that covered the window was a good material, and a small piece could make many of the wedding dresses.

That's the girl with the treasure belt, looking at the people who got off the car from a distance, the girl standing at the front talked and behaved, and her smile was everyone's beautiful temperament, and she was really a beauty.

Hengyou walked out of the door, watched the girl with the treasure belt come slowly, and after saluting, he asked, "Is Gongzi Hong at home?"

As if she was a little aware, Heng Youbei bit her pink lip lightly, but there was a trace of self-shame in her eyes, she lowered her head slightly, and said, "Husband... Childe, he went out earlier today and should be back at noon. ”

The girl was slightly stunned, and then chuckled: "You are Hong Gongzi's accompanying maid, this time Gongzi and I will return to Beijing, I will not treat you badly, don't worry." ”

As if his heart was suddenly grasped, Heng You only felt that his breathing was tight, his chest rose and fell, and he buried his head to hide his miserable laughter, "Yes, thank you Miss for the reward." ”

The words and sentences were like a knife cutting, making her liver and intestines broken.

Hengyou turned back to the house, lay on the wedding dress, spit out a mouthful of blood, sad and heartbroken, looking at the bright red, the autumn eyes gradually mist, and the big ones fell down.

In the evening, Hong Juzai came back, he said something to the girl with the treasure, Hengyou hid far away, couldn't hear the two clearly, only saw the two people go out one after the other.

Hengyou hurriedly followed, leaned on the door of the house, and shouted, "Childe, are you coming back tonight?"

Hong Ju paused in his steps, lowered his head but did not say anything.

Heng You's pink lips were half-opened, looking at the scholar's figure, pulling out a smile, and said softly: "Then I will cook dinner and wait for you." ”

"You must come back, the food is cold, and it won't taste good. ”

It's just that in the heart of the moon, the surroundings are quiet, and there is no footsteps on the other side of the courtyard gate.

"When the food is cold, it doesn't taste good. Heng looked at the candle flame blankly, but he couldn't shed tears.

When people's hearts are cold, they can't cry anymore.

She blew out the candles, went back to the house, picked up the wedding dress, and put it on her body carefully, her fingertips gently touching every stitch, with a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The rain fell and crackled, as if it were going to drown the whole world.

A big red wedding dress walked slowly in the rain, walked through the dirt road, walked out of the village, walked on the road around the mountain, she walked this road many times, when she got married, she sat in the donkey cart of the child's house, and there was no canopy, when the sky was drizzling, the son took off his coat to block the rain.

"Dwelling. Heng You's eyes were lost, and he walked gloomily, his red lips were wet with rain, and his chin became scarlet, "Ju Zaifujun, you must come back." ”

The road in the mountains is a little difficult to walk, not to mention that she chose some paths that no one has, and her shoes got stuck in the mud while walking, and when she lifted her legs, the shoes sank in, but she didn't notice it at all, and walked forward with her bare snow-white little feet, and there were sharp dead branches that cut through the skin, and the blood gushed out instantly and did not stop.

Until she came to a cliff, until her body was like a kite with a broken string, until she fell like a butterfly that had lost its wings.

Hengyou's steps finally stopped.

Mu Ruyi heard the wind in her ears, and the rapid rain passed through her body and fell.

"Why do you need to die?" the voice was mellow and warm, gently falling to the ear.

After Hengyou landed, he was standing, and in front of her there was a man sitting cross-legged on the ground, wearing a green shirt like clear water.

The Confucian in green shirt ignored the other party's puzzled gaze, holding the teacup in one hand and empty in the other, making a gesture of pouring tea, but there was really the sound of water entering the cup, and the teacup gradually became foggy, tumbling and steaming.

"Sit down. The green-shirted Confucian casually pointed to a clearing.

Heng You looked at it, hesitated slightly, and obviously didn't find any place to sit.

As if seeing the hesitation in Hengyou's heart, the green-shirted Confucian said again: "If you're afraid of soiling your clothes, then stand still." ”

Heng You opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound, and his face was full of horror at the moment.

"Oh, I forgot. The green-shirted Confucian who had been sitting for a long time stood up and shook his shirt, "You are dead, and now you are just a soul, which should have dissipated in an instant, but I saved you." ”

He pointed to the side, on the ground not far away, there was a person lying in a pool of scarlet blood, dressed in a red wedding dress, like a peony that bloomed to the extreme in the dark night.

Heng You glanced at it, and his chest rose and fell quite a lot.

Obviously being a ghost, but still making a human reaction, the green-shirted Confucian was inevitably a little amused, and sneered: "If I ask you next, you just need to nod and shake your head." ”

"Do you want your husband to change his mind?" the green-shirted Confucian man held the teacup behind his back with one hand and the other.

Heng Yu hesitated for a moment and bowed slightly.

The green-shirted Confucian said: "I can help you reshape your body, cast your soul, and teach you the art of charm." Seeing that there was light in Hengyou's eyes, he sneered: "But in this life, you are no longer a human, but a demon." ”

Mu Ruyi looked carefully, wanting to see the face of the Confucian in green shirts, but there was always a mist on his face, so that people could not see clearly, suddenly, I saw Heng You nodding slowly, the Confucian in green shirts shook his wrist slightly, and the tea in the cup broke off the beads, turning into a cloud of mist in the air and blooming, wrapping Hengyou in it.

The mist steamed up and flooded everything.

Disperse again.

But the scene changed in front of me.

The noise of noise rang out.

"Demon!

"I watched Hengyou bite off the neck of that chicken and drink blood raw!"

"Yes, I saw it, I watched her fall from the mountain that night without any injuries from top to bottom!"

Clusters of torches formed a circle in the dark night, and in the middle of the room was a woman dressed in a red dress, who looked around in panic at the crowd.

"Second Aunt Cui, it's me, I'm Hengyou!"

"Phew, you mountain demon, did you eat Hengyou and pretend to be her!"

"Tie her up!

"Drown this mountain demon!"

"She killed the real Hengyou!"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if the executioner had found a legitimate reason for himself, and he immediately responded.

"I didn't hurt anyone, I didn't hurt anyone!" Heng Yu begged bitterly, knelt on the ground, kowtowed desperately, her forehead was broken by the hard stone, the blood meandered down, hanging on her cheeks, like tears, she kept telling the villagers that she was just coming back to find her husband, and she had never hurt anyone, but she was really hungry, so she did such a stupid thing as drinking raw.

The cold winter water is cold and biting.

"I didn't hurt anyone, I didn't steal. ”

"That chicken belongs to me. ”

Hengyou was sunk into the river, and she opened her eyes to look at the deep palpitating color, and the light in her eyes gradually filled with scarlet.

"Ju Zaifujun, you must come back, the food is cold, it won't be delicious. ”

"If you live in your husband, your heart will be cold, and it won't be delicious. ”

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The narrow knife slowly pulled out an inch.

At that moment, everything was quiet, and all beasts were dormant.

Before it came out of the sheath, it was like a glimmer of light on the horizon, followed by the sword intent like the waves of the ocean, blowing away the wind and rain, drowning the stars and moon.

The air seemed to be still for a moment, the wind calmed down, the rain stopped, and the long dragon of white candles was extinguished at this moment.

In the room that had been silent for a long time, with the candle flame flickering, the surging knife intent rose into the sky, followed by a knife roar that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time.

This knife roar is extremely thorough, without the slightest impurity, only the determination of thousands of people to go alone.

Chen Anzhi put his hand on the handle of the knife.

There is no momentum, and it is not used at all, it is simply a single knife.

The knife intent that has been precipitated for three thousand years is like a wave rising on the flat ground, and a brilliant but extremely fine light appears between heaven and earth, and then it is like a wave hitting the cliff, stacked layer after layer, like the stars in the sky dragging snow-white light.

Hong Juzai guessed that Chen Anzhi was very strong, but he never thought that it would be so strong, this knife destroyed the withering, and this knife cut away the deep night.

It's just a knife.

This knife, with the intention of the knife, cut open the village that was smashed by the night, and even smoothed out the surrounding area for hundreds of miles, like a dazzling ray of skylight, tearing the long night into pieces.

Hengyou was stunned, as a demon entrenched in this mountain, she felt the horror of this knife intent even more truly, this knife has not yet arrived, it has cut off the hundreds of years of luck precipitated by this mountain, and before it arrived, it made her sting, like ice in the noon sun, first the clothes on the body, then the limbs, the snow-white mourning clothes and the body gushed out a cloud of blood mist, such as steaming water vapor, dotted with stars, dissipated one after another.

reacted but was at a loss, heaven and earth, this was the first time Heng You's heart thought of the gap, the sword intent was still like this, not to mention the majestic sword qi contained in the sky sword intent, how terrifying it should be.

Heng You felt the pain of her body dissipating, two bodies, one big and one small, two pains, she let out a wail, hurriedly swept into the distance, but how could she not escape, began to bleed from the seven orifices, her face gradually became hideous, and her eyes were full of fear and despair.

It was at this moment that Hengyou suddenly smiled, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of softness, and he gently rubbed the mourning clothes on his body, always feeling a little regretful.

I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to wear that wedding dress again.

When was the last time you wore that wedding dress?

I can't remember exactly when.

I just remember that it was also a rainy night.

The wedding dress is made of fabrics picked by the husband himself, but the two of them are shy and can only be very ordinary fabrics, but they like it very much, and they carefully put it at the bottom of the box after the wedding, although they will take it out from time to time, but they have never worn it again.

I really want to wear that wedding dress again, it's really the most beautiful dress in the world.

At this moment, there was a very dazzling golden light blooming, the two runes seemed to have their own souls, like golden lightning burst out, wisps of tiny words arranged like a dragon, swirling, lingering, against Hengyou's body, suddenly condensed an ethereal golden law, praise the clothes and belts, Confucian shirts danced lightly, he turned his head impressively, his eyes through the wind and rain and the knife, fell in the center of everything, stretched out his hand.

That golden light was so dazzling that it bloomed, and even Chen Anzhi had to narrow his eyes slightly, flashing a trace of solemnity.

A pair of hands poked out of his wide sleeves, grabbed all the smoke and rain and knife intent in the mountains in his hands, crushed them, and countless silver glows and golden rays flowed down on his fingertips, like snow falling into a dream.

A ravine stretching for dozens of miles, engulfing half of Shenkeng Village, deep and long, between the two.

This side of the world is quiet, the sun is in the sky, and there is no deep sorrow in the night.

Hong Ju was glaring, looking at the Confucian Dharma, full of incredulity, opened his mouth, and asked, "Ancestor!"

Heng Yu was the same, she tried her best to maintain her broken body, and said bitterly, "It's you!"

The Faxiang Confucian was expressionless, his long sleeves were empty, the arm that had just received the knife was missing, and it was crushed by the knife intent, he raised his other hand, his fingertips tapped in the air, and a thin golden silk thread gently passed through the snow-white mourning clothes, and then wrapped around the little girl, thousands of wisps, and the light shimmered and flooded the two.

A mutton fat white jade-like delicate arm slowly poked out, straight and slender legs stepped out, waiting for the light to dissipate, but there was only one person left, a pair of eyes were charming and charming, there were delicate red lips under the delicate Yao nose, and the crystal jade was as white as snow, wrapped in a bright red wedding dress, gentle and graceful.

But it was completely different from the previous half of the face.

"Everlasting. Looking at the most familiar face, Hong Ju felt sad in his heart, and sighed, and burst into tears.

With a soft sound of 'snort', everything was over, and the golden law looked at the small room on the other side of the ravine, and it was broken.

The talisman floating in the air, bright and fading, fell to the ground, but there was no thick ink inscription on it, and it was empty.

Chen Anzhi moved, he held the knife, the knife had been returned to the sheath, there was no one in this world who could take his three swords, there were not a few people who could take his sword, but there were not many, but he didn't know the person outside the house.

He stood up and whispered to the sleeping girl.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and Qing Shui looked at the tired man with some doubts, "I've been asleep for a long time?"

Chen Anzhi narrowed his eyes and smiled, he shook his head and said, "No, it's not too long." ”

"Ju Zaifu, why don't you come back. The woman in the red wedding dress was barefoot, and the white candle was lit again, lingering around her, and she stepped down step by step in the air. "Everyone has the face of the Ribbon Girl, that's your favorite. ”

Hong Ju hesitated and took a step forward, with a sad face, "Hengyou, I went to say goodbye to the girl with the treasure belt that day, but the heavy rain blocked the mountain road when I returned, and I came back late, when I come back..."

"Husband, you and I will be catching up for a while, now. Heng You turned around and looked at the room, with deep jealousy in his eyes, "Who is Your Excellency Immortal, can you come out and talk about it?"

Chen Anzhi walked out of the house, did not come closer, held the hilt of the knife, and asked with a chuckle, "Madame, is this recovered?"

Heng You had a gauze fan in his hand, covering his mouth and smiling smartly, and he looked charming, "The blessing of the prince is better, but these two spirits have been separated for a long time, and the concubine is still a little unaccustomed to it." ”

"If the knife on Childe's waist can't be unsheathed again. Hengyou tilted his head, raised two fingers, and said, "Then there are still two heads missing here to decorate my cave room with my husband, why don't you ask the two of you to donate generously?"

"It's a pity, my knife can still be used four times, but I don't know if Madam still has someone to help?" Chen Anzhi smiled and asked, "Besides, you have killed so many people, and you still don't think you have created enough killings?"

"The concubine has never killed anyone. Hengyou's face turned cold, his eyes fell on the narrow knife on his waist, he was a little jealous, and then he smiled again: "The people in this village are all born, old, sick and dead, not the concubine's body, the concubine body just detained their souls and created a dream, even the treasure belt girl, the concubine body was skinned after her death." If Gongzi is talking about those little Taoist priests who came to get rid of the concubine, it is really unjustly dead, the concubine not only did not kill them, but repaid their grievances with virtue, gave them food, provided them with rest, and created a dream for them, now they are happy, so uncomfortable, if Gongzi does not believe it, I will call them out and ask Gongzi to take a look. ”

After that, she stretched out her hand and hooked it, only to see a white candle floating, held in her hand, blowing gently, there was a fine smoke lingering, drifting towards the small ancestral hall.

On the side of the ancestral hall, men and women in Taoist uniforms lined up in columns, like marionettes, slowly moving, and their faces showed a look of enjoyment.

Heng Youyan smiled and said, "Childe, look, these people are still alive." ”

Chen Anzhi glanced at it and sneered: "Willing to sleep in a dream, this appearance is still human? ”

Hengyou covered his mouth with one hand and smiled, let go of the white candle with the other, let it float back to its original position, and looked at Mu Ruyi behind Chen Anzhi, "That dream, is it really good?"

Mu Ruyi's eyes were in a trance, and he shook his head, Fang Cai's long dream was naturally not a beautiful dream, and it could even be said to be very sad.

"But these people!" Heng You's face became more and more fierce, and he raised his hand and pointed at those Taoist disciples one by one, "These people forcibly broke into my realm, clamoring to destroy the concubine, just because the concubine is a demon, just because the concubine is a demon, three hundred years ago, those people were going to sink the concubine body, just because the concubine body is a demon!"

"Let me ask you, the concubine has never killed anyone! The concubine's body is still warm! The concubine's heart is still beating!"

"I ask you! How can a concubine be a demon!"

"Why do you want to cut off half of the concubine's soul?

"I ask you! How can a concubine be a demon!"

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