A round of bright moon hangs in the sky, the bamboo forest reflects the slenderness of the recognizable, the cold moonlight is like a layer of light veil, I don't know when Yayo has a faint mist, adding a bit of poignant color to the study of this bamboo forest. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wearing a dark black Luo skirt, Mei Sanniang's cheeks were full of resentment, and she chased Wang Anxu who fled in a hurry by harnessing the yin wind, vowing to rip out the heart and liver of this beast to see how dark and dirty it was.

Wang Anxu is even more plump and handsome in a scholarly robe, like a god, and in the midst of running wildly, he is holding his old mother who has converted to Buddhism with one hand, and holding his pregnant wife Chen Yuehui with the other.

Mei Sanniang is a female ghost who died with hatred is resentful, and she can already be present in the daytime, how can Wang Anxu District be a weak scholar who can escape, like a curtain lingering in the yin wind, but a few breaths have already come to the wind.

"Hiss!"

The big black flowing cloud flying sleeves were like a giant python, strangling Wang Anxu, who was fleeing in a hurry, pulling him off the ground and flying straight forward.

"Anxu ......"

Chen Yuehui saw that her husband had fallen into the hands of a powerful ghost, and she was extremely frightened, and she couldn't take care of her mother-in-law after being exhausted, and she cried out in despair.

"Anxu ......"

The old mother who took refuge in Buddhism licked the calf deeply, and saw Mei Sanniang turn into a ghost to take revenge, which was also a sad cry with tears in her eyes.

"Tom!"

The black flowing clouds and flying sleeves turned into black smoke and dissipated, and the body fell heavily in the air and made a dull sound, Wang Anxu was embarrassed to possess his body, and he saw that the fire and the ground suddenly rose, and it was actually surrounded by a foot high, and the rolling heat wave swept in, and it was even more difficult to escape.

Mei Sanniang drifted away, staring at Wang Anxu outside the flames, and she was even more resentful, and couldn't help laughing wildly: "Wang Anxu, I want you to pay for your life today!"

The tone was extremely vicious and indignant, looking at Wang Anxu's plump and handsome cheeks, the yin qi turned into tears and trickled down from the white cheeks.

Ill-fated, Mei Sanniang, who fell into the Qinglou since childhood, although she is a national color and natural fragrance but has a lonely temperament, and "Qinqi, calligraphy and painting" together with quite attainments, leading to the self-proclaimed scholars only look forward to a kiss Fangze, and become the top brand of Hangzhou Qinglou with the body of a clear person.

The acquaintance with Wang Anxu was originally because of a painting, and he was moved by his talent and affection, and spent a bright spring in the sweet words, and also had the "joy of clouds and rain" in the alliance with the sea and the mountains.

After the appointment to enter Beijing to catch the exam, whether or not they were in the middle of the move, they all returned to Hangzhou to complete the marriage, but they were never heard from again, but Mei Sanniang was pregnant after the "Joy of Cloud and Rain", and was driven out of the Qinglou without a foothold, so she washed the lead and found the Wang family, and she was looking forward to it.

Spring went to winter for another year, Mei Sanniang gave birth to the heart of looking for a husband for thousands of miles, and rushed to the capital with her mother-in-law, unexpectedly, Wang Anxu married a new love, and actually hooked up with the pearl of the official eunuch's house, and in order to prevent being recognized, after failing to persuade to leave, she first drowned the baby in swaddling clothes ruthlessly, and then burned Mei Sanniang alive.

Maybe there is repentance in the heart, or maybe there is a providence in the dark, Wang Anxu and human skin painting, there are seven or eight points similar to Mei Sanniang, Mei Sanniang's soul is attached to the picture scroll, whenever I want to take revenge, I am always touched by Wang Anxu's affection, and I can't do it.

Mei Sanniang lived in seclusion and study, and Wang Anxu continued the previous edge, and had already eliminated the idea of revenge, and only wanted to stay together from then on, but unexpectedly, Wang Anxu inadvertently saw through the "painted skin", so he invited the spirit rune from the Dragon Palace, wanting to scatter Mei Sanniang's soul, which aroused Mei Sanniang's new hatred and old hatred, and vowed to kill this beast.

"Anxu ......"

Chen Yuehui stumbled after her, and when she saw her husband and the painful expression in the raging fire from a distance, her heart was like a knife, and she wanted to rush forward, but she was cut off by the rolling heat wave, and she cried loudly in despair.

"Sanniang, if you want to kill me, kill me, let my son An Xu go......" The old mother who converted to Buddhism was concerned about her only son, and she was not inferior to her daughter-in-law Chen Yuehui, and she was also a tearful pleading.

Mei Sanniang's bumpy body and the flame in front of the graceful demeanor, the three-foot green silk and the back of the shoulders swayed with the wind, the sleeves lightly pushed away the old mother, silently staring at Wang Anxu in the flames, and the cheeks that were as beautiful as flowers were also full of tears.

Recalling the past vows and mountain alliances, the resentful eyes gradually dissipated, reciting the different paths of people and ghosts, thinking of their own cheeks burned by fire, Mei Sanniang's hair and breeze lingering on her cheeks, but the figure was indescribably lonely and sour.

"Demons!"

A long howl sounded from afar, Zhang Mochang was wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, and a rune rose when he stretched out his palm, and with a wave of his big sleeve, it was even more indescribable like a flowing cloud, and the raging fire was dispersed.

Lifting the dragon hall to the glory and wealth of the people who lead the left side of the door to serve the court, to the national teacher "Pudu Cihang" as the respect, to protect the world from the ravages of demons and monsters, yes, and every time the family Ding came to report, the Hanlin Academy editor Wang Anxu encountered a ghost to ask for his life, and the deputy hall advocated that Mochang came to Zhao Zhao.

As the so-called Shibei treated each other for three days, today's Zhang Mochang was given by the national teacher "Pudu Cihang" with a spirit pill, and his cultivation is already not what it used to be, so a spirit rune dispelled Mei Sanniang's demon law.

"Stinky Taoist, you are looking for death!"

Mei Sanniang originally extinguished the idea of burning Wang Anxu, but she couldn't let go of the demon law being broken, and when she was angry, the yin wind was fierce, and her fair cheeks were even more angry, stretching out her scarlet slender fingers, and turning into black smoke and pounced viciously at Zhang Mochang.

"Humph!"

Zhang Mochang snorted coldly, and when he read the words in his mouth, there was a bright yellow brilliance, and three spirit runes emerged from his body, rising in the wind and turning into a zhang high, and smashed down towards Mei Sanniang with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The spirit rune is full of light, and there is a faint Buddha sound chanting, which has not been encircled to make Mei Sanniang's body collapse.

After being stunned, it turned into a black wind and drifted away, flying and circling.

Zhang Mochang twisted his beard and smiled, his robe and clothes swayed in the breeze, looking at the ghosts and spirits who fled in a hurry, but he was light and light, and he looked like a master in the world.

"Master, let Sanniang go......"

The old woman who took refuge in Buddhism was a kind-hearted person, and she knew that her only son was deeply sinful, and she didn't want to let Mei Sanniang, who died with hatred, scatter her soul, so she pleaded and cried.

"Mother, you are confused!" Wang Anxu was saved from almost dying, and he vowed to kill the powerful ghost Mei Sanniang, and he didn't wipe the smoke and fire on his cheeks, so he stepped forward to stop his mother's words, and said with a grudge: "Master Zhang, don't let go of this powerful ghost, An Xu will repay the grace of saving his life today!"

"Wang Hanlin, the lord of this hall has the emperor's grace, how can he allow this powerful ghost to be wild in the Shuntian Mansion!" Zhang Mochang was happy when he heard this, but because of his identity, he only had a high-sounding reply.

are all ministers in the same hall, and the words in this officialdom are really known in their hearts, and they don't have to be straightforward.

"An Xu, Sanniang treats you with affection, don't be ungrateful......" The old mother saw that Mei Sanniang was already in danger, and she cried bitterly, but she couldn't break free from the obstruction of her only son, and the sad tone and breeze were even more desolate and helpless.

"Sanniang...... Sanniang ......"

The old woman looked at Mei Sanniang, who was virtuous and virtuous in the past, with black smoke drifting all over her body, a painful expression, squatting on the grass weakly and crying, and her voice was heartbreaking.

On the top of the clouds, the two sword lights were stagnant, Lu Sanniang wore a light blue Luo skirt, and the cold moonlight was even more earthly, frowning and staring at the powerful ghost wrapped in the spirit rune, but she didn't say a word.

"Let's go......"

The clear tone sounded, and Lu Sanniang controlled the sword light to move instantly, turning into a brilliant light and heading towards Mount Emei.

Bao Wenzheng was angry, and he put down the sword light path and came in the direction of this spirit rune in an instant, since many excuses and reasons could not delay the return to the Emei Immortal Gate, it was better to make Lu Sanniang angry, and take the opportunity to scatter in two, it is best to expel his family from the division.

In the chanting of the Buddha sound with the spirit talisman, Mei Sanniang's soul was like a fire cooking oil, the resentment was almost empty, and the mournful cry and the silent night sky were even more creepy.

"Hold the five elements, rely on the law, hide the avenue, and slash the spirit with the sword!"

When the rich tone echoed in the night sky, the crystal and soft sword light came, and several fierce sword intents slashed on the spirit rune, and instantly turned into nothing.

Mei Sanniang was just barely breathing, seeing that the incomparable sword intent came in an instant, she knew that it would be difficult to escape, she was already closing her eyes and waiting for her soul to fly away, but she suddenly felt that the Buddha sound chanting of the spirit rune dissipated and became invisible, but the incomparable sword light was closed at a touch, and she opened her eyes in shock.

It was a personable young man, and under the cold moonlight, he was even more handsome, and the robe and the breeze were swaying, and he actually showed a smile like a spring breeze, and stretched out a warm palm.

Mei Sanniang was originally a Qingqi person in the Qinglou, although she was a performer and not a person, she was inevitably entangled with the wild bees and butterflies, and subconsciously stretched out her soft wattle and stood up in the warm palm.

"Zhang Mochang, who carried the Dragon Palace, has not been seen for a long time......"

Bao Wenzheng looked back at the old man freely, looked at the defeated general Zhang Mochang in the past, and showed a hint of mockery on his face.

"Qingtian Swordsman Bao Wenzheng, when did you have such a high Dao Xing!"

Zhang Mochang was shocked, he would never regain the immortal wind bones of the right talent, and he would no longer be the right person to lift weights, pointing to this bag of Wen Zheng and asked in shock.

This spirit rune is called "Five Elements Collecting Ghost Talisman", which is the most spiritual rune that Zhang Mochang has learned in his life, not only can subdue the lonely soul and wild ghosts, but also the three spirit runes are in formation, which is more in line with the way of the three talents of "heaven, earth and man".

"Old man, you want to protect this female ghost, I don't know why?"

Bao Wenzheng held Mei Sanniang's soft tin one hand and walked forward slowly, but asked with a smile on his face.