Chapter 15

On the roof of a house deep in the alley, the green locust, which disappeared after entering the house, was sitting on the roof, looking at the pavilion in the distance and smiling.

Beside her, there was a woman in a cloth skirt with a pale face but a quiet expression. She still held an oil paper umbrella in the daytime and covered her play under the umbrella. At the moment, she was sitting beside the green locust tree, sitting on the roof with the girl in green clothes.

Just now, after Qinghuai called out a fool, the woman, who was originally called He Hua, showed a shallow smile. At the moment, seeing that she did not intend to leave after calling the fool, she asked with some doubts: "miss Qinghuai, why don't you go to help him?"

"Green locust expression is plain," always let him see the dangerous place of this mountain and river, otherwise, such a small place out of the people, go outside, still have to eat dry wipe clean? "

He Hua covered his mouth and chuckled, thinking that you didn't look at Qinghuai girl very much. How to talk is always old-fashioned.

Green locust turned to look at the lotus flower, puzzled asked: "just when you bet, why are you so determined?"

"Because I really can't think of any other possible results. Huang Jin and I grew up together when we were young. When we married, I knew that he would come to me. Since we all came here, we wouldn't dislike me just because I became a ghost now. It's me. After that, I certainly shouldn't delay him." Speaking of Huang Jin, he Hua has gentle eyes.

"In fact, sister litchi is not a bad person. If she had not been hurt too much and complained too much, she would have been able to reincarnate. Now she can't get out of this house, and she can't give birth. In fact, she's very poor."

"Green locust asks a way:" she did you harm, you still do not blame her? "

He Hua shook his head and looked calm.

Qinghuai is speechless. In fact, she doesn't know much about the love between men and women. In the demon soil, she has never seen her father care much about her mother. When her mother mentions her father occasionally, she has never been so gentle. Her father is a famous figure on the demon soil side. Although she is not so famous as her father, she is not an ordinary person When he left home this time, his father didn't stop him when he knew about it. He just told his mother. Although he was worried, he didn't say much about it. He thought about it. Maybe only this kind of ordinary person can't let go of love all the time?

Green locust suddenly opened his mouth and said, "I just promised the master of that fellow that he would take him to the border between Yanling and Dayu. In addition, he saved my life. Otherwise, he would not look at him in the eye."

He Hua doesn't know where Yanling is. As for Dayu, she doesn't know. She has never been to the capital city in her life. She knows that there are more places in the mountains and rivers. Therefore, she never agrees with Qinghuai, but thinks that Qinghuai girl must have different opinions.

A demon and a ghost on the roof had some thoughts in their hearts, but they did not speak.

The cloth skirt woman suddenly stood up and whispered, "miss Qinghuai, I'll leave later. Don't tell him."

"Don't you look at him again?" he asked after nodding

The woman with cloth skirt shakes her head and smiles cleanly.

Green locust no longer said more, just stood up, step down the roof, came to the pavilion outside the rockery, looking at the gasping Li Fuyao and the red dress ghost standing in the same place.

When the black locust came to the scene, Li Fuyao was relieved. His mood at this time was not the joy of survival, but the peace of mind.

Qinghuai stood on the rockery, looked at Li Fuyao and asked, "how, after I saved you this time, is it going to be even?"

Li Fuyao smiles bitterly.

However, Qinghuai knows that some things are really even if they are said to be even.

The ghost in red is now looking at this obviously unusual girl, with some fear in her eyes, but she is not in a hurry to move her hand. She raises her head and looks at the green locust tree with an indifferent expression.

"I don't like it when people look at me like that," she said quietly

As the voice dropped, the green locust reached out slightly, and a wisp of air flowed out of the sleeve, and soon turned into a green silk thread. In a blink of an eye, it was like a rope that bound the ghost in red.

Green locust walked down the rockery, did not go to see her, just while walking said: "lonely ghost."

The ghost in red looks ferocious and struggles constantly, but no matter how she struggles, she still can't get rid of the seemingly slender green silk thread.

Green locust came to Li Fuyao's side, glanced at the mouth of his broken tiger, and whispered, "I want you to see how dangerous the mountains and rivers are. By the way, teach you something for Chen Sheng. Do you blame me?"

Li Fuyao grinned and said with a dry smile, "where can I blame you?"

Green locust nods, "very good, if you say to blame me, I must beat you into a pig's head today."

Li Fuyao was shocked.

"Green locust looks to Huang near," you know she is not her, so I kill her, do you have any opinion? "

Huang Jin was slightly distracted, but after a moment he returned to his mind and asked, "where is the lotus?"Qinghuai said calmly: "she has already been reborn. The ghost was mistakenly thought by the people in this house to have an affair with others, so she threw her into the well and drowned her life in it. However, her resentment did not disperse, so her soul did not disperse. She became a wild ghost to retaliate against this family, and the whole house died. Although she said that she had nothing to do with the matter, she was also implicated and died. Not everyone can become a ghost after death, so she has already been reincarnated. You can't see her

The man who had been reading books for half his life gave a sigh of frustration and asked in a low voice, "can I see her again?"

Green locust does not speak, express acquiescence.

Huang Jin wiped his face and wanted to see the ghost in red again, but he found that the ghost's face had already changed into another face. Although they were all women, it was a world of difference.

Huang Jin lowered his head and laughed, "OK."

Green locust turned her head and looked at the ferocious girl in red. She said calmly, "you are bound in this house. You can't walk or become any other climate. I'm not a good man. Finally, I'll let you choose again. Is it over or continue to stay here alone?"

The ferocious color on the face of the female ghost in red is no longer, and returns to plain.

With a sad smile, she said, "can the immortal master really end my pain?"

Green locust nods gently.

The ghost in red was silent for a moment, and finally whispered, "let's get started."

The green locust slightly bends its fingers.

The green silk thread on the ghost in red began to swim away, but the ghost in red looked very indifferent. Huang nearly staggered two steps and came to the ghost in red and asked reluctantly, "Ho Hua, is she really gone?"

"Do you really think of her?" asked the ghost in red

Huang Jin nods hard.

The body of the ghost in red has begun to dissipate, but she is bowed and murmurs: "is there really a good man in this world?"

With these words, the ghost in red had disappeared.

Huang Jin stretched out his hand and quickly took it back. He murmured, "you are not her."

Qinghuai quietly turned around and said only one word, "go."

Li Fuyao picked up the wood knife, threw it to Huang Jin, rubbed his chest, and followed Qinghuai out of the house.

Huang Jin was left standing in the same place.

This brave scholar who dared to snatch his family with a knife suddenly burst into tears.

He didn't cry in front of Qinghuai and Li Fuyao. But when there was no one else, Huang Jin's tears could no longer be stopped. He allowed the tears to slide across his face and did not wipe them, so he stayed where he was.

Soon there was only the murmur of a scholar in the house.

In the distance, where Huang Jin was destined not to see, Li Fuyao and Qinghuai stood in the distance and looked at Huang Jin. Li Fuyao asked, "should the woman named Hehua still exist?"

Qinghuai turns her head and takes a look at Li Fuyao.

Li Fu shook his hand, "but that woman's death must be true."

"Green locust sneers:" did not expect you are not stupid at all. "

"If you hadn't seen that woman, how could you have known so much?"

Li Fuyao said this as an explanation.

Qinghuai suddenly asked, "Li Fuyao, do you think it's good or bad that this man and woman are obsessed with?"

"What do you say?" Li Fu raised his eyebrows.

"Nature is a matter of practice." Qinghuai's face was taken for granted.

Li Fuyao said uncertainly: "Chen Sheng didn't say that this love affair affected his practice."

"You don't care about that cheap master," he said sarcastically

Li Fuyao didn't answer. He just looked at the distance. A woman holding an umbrella was watching Huang Jin in the distance.

Li Fu shook his mouth and said, "this is the woman."

Green locust did not answer, just looked at the woman.

The woman holding the umbrella looked at Huang Jin in the distance, silent tears.

After a long time, the woman stretched out her hand from under the umbrella, but it was a pity that the hand just reached out under the umbrella. It seemed that something had burned her, and white smoke began to appear.

It seems that the woman did not feel it. Instead, she threw the umbrella away and made a gesture of embracing, but she still did not go forward even one step.

Visible to the naked eye, the woman's body began to turn white smoke.

Huang Jin was still standing there, not looking back.

When the woman's body has completely dissipated, Huang Jinfu turns his head to his heart, but his back is empty. Apart from an umbrella, there is nothing else.

Huang Jin goes over and picks up the umbrella.

Put it in your arms.

This umbrella is clearly what he sent out.

He began to look around.

Still nothing to see.

Finally, Huang Jincai said in a low voice, "you are afraid that I will be sad, so you won't come to see me for the last time?"

No one answered him, but he nodded.

He stood by the umbrella and opened his hand as if to hold someone in his arms.And that's exactly where the woman was standing.

Li Fuyao has no reason to think of half a sentence of the former sages, "insert dogwood everywhere, less than one person."

Obviously, he knew that the poem was the homesick poem of the former sage, but he didn't know why, but he thought it was very suitable.

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