The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 90, seal you for 500 years
Red makeup wedding dress, white silk clothes.

Red embroidered shoes, black soft long hair, and that small oval face is beautiful and moving.

The beautiful oiran, the owner of the soft voice, is so beautiful.

It turned out that this ghost was so beautiful, Ling Xuzi stared blankly at this pretty little face, and swore that this was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

After dispelling the knot in her heart, all her hostility has been eliminated.

It's just the soul of an ordinary girl who has experienced wind and frost here.

At this time, Li Wei was still smiling like a spring breeze, and everything around him was like a spring day: "Girl, can you solve the knot?"

"The heart knot has been resolved, thank you Daoist for your kindness, Menglin will never forget it."

Liu Menglin wiped away the teardrops from the corners of her eyes, bowed deeply, and saluted Li Wei.

Facing the fierce ghost who had calmed down his hostility, Li Wei sighed.

"If you could come back and watch it once in these years, you wouldn't end up with such a regret."

Liu Menglin was noncommittal, but when something happened, it happened, and the past cannot be changed.

"Dare to ask, can I listen to another song? "Feng Qiuhuang" he played back then."

"allow."

With a wave of Li Wei's Taoist robe, the guqin appeared in it, and the strings of ink were connected to the guqin.

Guqin has a spirit, but the player was obsessed with it back then. The young man sat down cross-legged and stroked the qin lightly.

The song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" was played by Zhang Mingwu for Liu Menglin back then.

Liu Menglin sang a cappella on the sidelines.

"When you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget it. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy."

"The phoenix is ​​soaring, seeking the phoenix from all over the world. The helpless beauty is not on the east wall."

"Substitute the piano for the words, and write a heartfelt chat. The words are worthy, and we will join hands."

"When will I see Xu Xi, and comfort my hesitation. Not being with Fei Xi will make me fall into a rim."

Guqin, Gunu.

Singing, opera.

The last wish of the ghost from ancient times is to reunite with the scholar playing the piano again.

It's back to the time when Qingyue Tower was so beautiful.

Scholars are romantic and oirans are clustered.

Ling Xuzi looked at the beautiful ghost in front of him, and his mood was also complicated.

The formation of Li Gui is not easy. Only when there is grievance and resentment in life can Li Gui be born. It can be said that they are also poor people-of course, it is only in life.

However, at this time, the spring breeze smile on the face of this Taoist master who could bring spring to the room just by standing there disappeared.

With the disappearance of the smile, there is also the feeling of spring that fills the room.

It was replaced by a chill, which was different from the chill brought by the ghost just now.

The ghost's chill pierces the bones, penetrates the bone marrow, and tears the heart and lungs, but the chill brought by the master of this sect is like the freezing cold of winter.

But only ruthless.

"Do you have any regrets?"

At the end of the song Feng Qiuhuang, Liu Menglin raised her head, she was so pitiful and pitiful.

But Taoist's eyes are indifferent and condescending.

Sensing Li Wei's killing intent, Liu Menglin said, "Because the little girl disturbed Shangxian Qingmeng?"

"No."

For Li Wei, Liu Menglin was first of all a poor person. She had suffered a lot during her lifetime that she should not have endured.

The times and the people around her gave her malice and regret.

But at the same time, she is also hateful.

It is also true that people are murdered.

Although Ma Li is a frivolous person, she is not guilty of death, not to mention the fetus in her womb, Liu Menglin turned it into her own resentment.

Liu Menglin didn't say much, but gathered the last yin energy.

It's a pity that the grudge has already happened, and now that I understand it, the resentment has dissipated.

But whether it's a human or a ghost.

All want to live.

Even if you know, this is a mortal mayfly, and then shake the big tree.

But at this time, Gu Qin came out and said.

"Shangxian. I would like to exchange my life for hers."

Liu Menglin was a little surprised, looking at the side, this is exactly the same Guqin phantom as that of Zhang Mingwu Zhang: "You"

At this time, the guqin creature said helplessly.

"Shangxian, you are right. Although I am not Zhang Mingwu, I have inherited his obsession and his love and hatred."

"Even if I know that this love and hate is not mine, it's still hard to contain. This is Liu Menglin's feelings for Zhang Mingwu, and it's also Zhang Mingwu's feelings for Liu Menglin."

Li Wei kept silent and did not answer Qin Ling.

Qin Ling turned around and looked at Liu Menglin.

In a trance, Liu Menglin seemed to see the past, and the real Zhang Mingwu was standing in front of her.

Back then, he was also so gentle, tolerant, and loving.Give everything for her.

"Mingwu." She subconsciously called out Zhang Mingwu's name.

At this moment, Qin Ling's figure began to dissipate.

He really wanted to exchange his life for Liu Menglin's.

"Ming Wu! Ming Wu!...Don't go, don't go!"

Liu Menglin wanted to catch Qin Ling's figure, but the transparent figure was slowly disappearing and disintegrating.

The lover will disappear in front of him again.

"I am not Mingwu."

The figure of Qin Ling who was about to disappear said that sentence: "I am just his Qin."

In the end, the figure of Guqin floated between the heaven and the earth like scattered ink, but this elf born out of obsession disappeared into the sky and the earth.

"His consciousness dissipated actively."

Li Wei looked at the place where Qin Ling disappeared, and said slowly: "He is not 'Zhang Mingwu', but he must live as 'Zhang Mingwu', and wait, as a life born, he was endowed with a meaning that does not belong to him since birth .”

Even if there is no life-for-life thing, Guqin's consciousness will actively choose to disappear.

For an obsession, the life and meaning given to him by others have been completed.

Now that the meaning has been fulfilled, what is the necessity and significance for him to continue to exist?
He is life, yet incomplete.

At this time, Li Wei looked at the sobbing Liu Menglin and said.

"The poor way will keep you in the zither for 500 years to wash away your sins and anger, and then you will be reincarnated with a clean body. You will not take a piece with you, and you will not take a piece with you."

"Debts must be repaid after all."

"Little girl, obey the decree of the law."

Li Wei waved his hand, summoned Bai Ling, and wrapped around Guqin.

In the guqin right now, there is no Zhang Mingwu, nor the spirit of the qin, there is only emptiness.

500 years of claustrophobia await her.

Li Wei said lightly.

"After 500 years, Pindao will let you out."

Inch by inch, the white silk wraps around the guqin.

The silk she cut by herself, his favorite piano.

Looking at the guqin, it seems that you can see that the oiran was a romantic talent.

(End of this chapter)