The ghost husband of Jinxiu's good fortune comes to the door

Chapter 146 I'll Take You Away

Yan Xingchen felt that his eyelids were heavy, and his body didn't seem to be his own. He floated lightly in the air, like fallen leaves or feathers, but there were constant sounds coming into his ears, which were too far away to hear clearly.

Are those heart-wrenching, hoarse calls calling for him?

Although he tried very hard to open his eyes, he couldn't do anything.

He didn't know how long it had passed, but he felt like a fallen feather, lying quietly on the swamp, the smell of moist soil lingered around his nose, and the air was also very humid, as if it had just rained.

After trying for a long time, he still couldn't open his eyes, and the darkness gradually surrounded him again...

Time seems to flow away at the fingertips, it seems to have passed for a moment, and it seems to have passed for thousands of years...

Slowly opened his eyes, what he saw was darkness, surrounded by thick fog, Yan Xingchen stood up slowly, he found that he was still light and light, as if he would be blown away by the wind at any moment.

His senses also became a little dull, and he didn't know what to do. He turned around in this thick fog for a long time, but still didn't turn out.

A familiar and gentle voice floated into my ears, and I listened carefully, "Is it really possible? My only wish in this life is to be with him. If I use my reincarnation to exchange for a lifelong marriage with him...you can too Help me make it happen?"

Yan Xingchen's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly ran towards the place where the voice came from. He was very familiar with that voice. It was his delicate being who was talking, but who was she talking to?

The woman in red stood with her back facing him, just from the back, Yan Xingchen had already determined that the person was his Slim.

At this moment, she was standing on the other side, all in fiery red, and the manjushahua beside her also dimmed a bit, she just stood there, the red dress was elegant, poignant and decisive.

In front of her was a mass of golden light, which fell from the clouds, and in the golden light stood an old man, dressed in white and with white hair, with a kind face and a gentle breeze, like a distant fairy.

The old man smiled and nodded, "Yes, but you have to pay the price..."

The woman in red nodded without thinking, "Yes, I am willing to do whatever."

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Girl, I like you like this. It seems that you love him very much. The old man's requirements are not high." He raised his hand and stroked in the air, and a golden light flowed from his finger , drew an arc in the air, and then fell into the Wangchuan River. There was a crisp sound of falling into the water, and the old man said, "As long as you fish out the old man's ring from the Wangchuan River, the old man will agree to your request." .”

The Wangchuan River is full of lonely souls and wild ghosts who cannot be reincarnated. Insects and snakes are everywhere, and the fishy wind blows in the face. Ghosts jump into the Wangchuan River and disappear in smoke, and living people jump into the Wangchuan River, leaving no bones left.

Yan Xingchen's heart suddenly became tangled, and the excruciating pain spread to all limbs, and he shouted: "Li Ruoxian, don't jump!"

It was obvious that Li Ruoxian didn't hear his shout. She turned her head to look at the blood-yellow turbulent river. The next moment, her body fell into the river like an arrow from a string, causing circles of ripples to appear on the surface of the river. But it was soon swallowed by the raging river waves.

"Li... Ruo... Xian..." Yan Xingchen jumped down immediately, the river was very turbid, and as soon as he entered the water, thousands of white hands stretched out towards him, Yan Xingchen was anxious to find Li Ruoxian, casually Send out an offensive and continue to swim forward...

He swam back and forth in the river a few times, but he couldn't see half of Li Ruoxian's clothes, and she disappeared without a trace like a bull in mud...

"Xianxian!" Yan Xingchen opened his eyes suddenly, and what caught his eyes was flickering candles, faint sandalwood wafting in the air, no Wangchuan River with cold pubis, no old man in white clothes shrouded in golden light, and no red clothes like The hot Li Ruoxian.

Yan Xingchen patted his chest and finally felt at ease. It turned out that it was just a dream of his, and it really was his dream that he wanted her day by day.

Yan Xingchen looked at the room, hundreds of candles illuminated the room as bright as day, the windows of the room were closed tightly, with spells painted with bloody ghost symbols on them, a slender piece of sandalwood was in the incense burner, and the cigarette smoke curled up permeated.

Opposite him sat an old nun with a hunched back, her eyes closed and her old hands slowly turning the beads in her hands, the dull sound of wooden fish beating and chanting reverberated in the room, everything was so peaceful and peaceful.

Yan Xingchen asked tentatively, "I haven't lost my mind?"

The wooden fish made a sound of beating, and the old nun slowly opened his eyes. His clear eyes looked around Yan Xingchen's body, and he said with a smile, "That's right, I saved you, old man."

Yan Xingchen opened his mouth in surprise, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, he pointed at the old nun and stammered for a long time: "You...you...you are..."

The old nun didn't respond to Yan Xingchen's surprise, and continued to close his eyes and turn the beads in his hand, and continued to tap the wooden fish slowly.

Silence, the sandalwood scented in the room, the sound of chanting reverberated in the space, lingering in Yan Xingchen's heart like a mantra, the two sat facing each other in silence...

A long time passed, until the sunlight came in through the window paper. The man in white was sitting on the futon. Even though he was sitting, he couldn't help but twist his stiff waist. The old nun finally couldn't help but speak again: "Master, thank you for saving me, and for giving me your hundred-year lifespan, so that I can be reborn."

The old nun on the opposite side was Master Wan Kong. At this moment, she was hunched over, her face was full of wrinkles, her skin became dull and freckled, and her only pair of eyes were still so clear and energetic.

She looked at the man in white who was sitting across from her and imprisoned in the formation by her. It's a good mood, this person is Yan Xingchen.

Wankong showed a weak smile, his voice was also old and hoarse, "Xingchen, I will give you the rest of my life to live again, just because I don't want my precious apprentice to be sad, her life is hard enough, she lost her mother and father when she was young Guan Ai, who has stayed in Zhongnan Mountain so far, is still suffering from all kinds of diseases, and almost died of freezing in the snow. She is such a distressed woman. Even if she bears hatred, she still has kindness and gratitude in her heart. She weighs what is right and what is wrong in her heart, she loves you so much, knowing that you are dying, she will definitely not live well..."

Yan Xingchen listened quietly to Wan Kong's evaluation of Li Ruoxian, and said, "She's always like this, she thinks too much, and fears a lot. In fact, what she longs for most in her heart is family harmony and unity between brothers and sisters. Her younger sister doesn't like her, as long as she doesn't touch her bottom line, she will always turn a blind eye... She yearns for peace, but she can't let go of her mother's hatred. She is always sentimental, afraid that her hands will be stained. Blood, I don’t even know myself, I’m afraid I’ll become a vicious person... I always want to do something for her, but she always sees through my motives and stops me immediately, I think , that's her caring for me."

Wan Kong smiled and said: "It seems that you know her very well. Since you love her so much, why do you need to erase her memory of you? If she falls in love with another man, won't your jealous jar be overturned again? "

Yan Xingchen rubbed his nose embarrassingly, and then looked at Wankong with an innocent face, "Since you all know that I am a jealous woman, you have been sleepy for so long. I have been awake for three days. Why don't you let me go?" I go to see her?"

Wankong smiled mysteriously and said, "It's not time yet, don't worry."

Yan Xingchen rolled his eyes at the sky, and then showed a flattering smile, "Master, are you thirsty, let me pour water for you?"

"Master, just ask me to meet her. If she really wants to marry that cold county king, I'll take a peek at her and come back. I won't disturb her life."

"Master, can you tell me about Xianxian's past? Does she have a cold face when she is with you? Can she cook? I will let her cook for me every day... If she If I marry that county king, I will kill that king, and then use the corpse to revive, and I will never be separated from Xianxian for the rest of my life."

"Master, just tell me, life is short, how boring you are chanting scriptures like this!"

Wankong couldn't stand Yan Xingchen's noise any longer, so he raised his hand to undo the magic spell on Yan Xingchen's body, allowing him to be free, and then said: "I think you are the most boring person, anyway, you can go to her now... ...If you bully her, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

Yan Xingchen jumped up, stretched his arms and kicked his legs excitedly. He was very active, and he was imprisoned for three days without being able to move. With a grimace, he said with a smile: "Xianxian is my heart, so I can't bear to bully her. She bullies me every time!"

After Yan Xingchen finished speaking, he disappeared in front of Wankong, and Wankong staggered to the window, opened the window and looked at the fish-belly whiteness in the sky, and murmured to the sky: "Xianxian, what can I do for you as a teacher?" , and there are only so many, I am afraid that I will not be able to see your happy smiling face."

Wan Kong murmured to himself, thinking about what else he hadn't done, a gust of cold wind blew into the room, half extinguishing the candlelight in the room, Wan Kong leaned against the window rail and took a few deep breaths before slowly moving towards the door go.

She was walking in the quiet courtyard, where there was her favorite camellia, and it was not the flowering season, but she still wanted to take a look at the flower and water it.

Every time she took a step, she felt exhausted all the strength in her whole body. Holding on to the big tree on one side, she panted heavily, "It seems that my old man is really old, so I need to use a walking stick so that I can walk like this I guess it won't be so tiring."

In the morning, the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and hit Wan Kong's face. Wan Kong stretched out his hand to block the dazzling light and looked up at the sky. The smiling faces of Li Ruoxian and Yan Xingchen were reflected in the blue sky. Sky looked at her.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Wan Kong's mouth, and he continued to move forward with a trembling body...

Yan Xingchen's speed can only be described as fast as lightning, and the feeling of returning home like an arrow is clearly felt at this moment. It is obvious that the separation is only a few months, but it seems to be a thousand years, long and powerless.

He was floating in the air, and finally saw the west courtyard of the Hou Mansion. At this moment, there was a woman in red lying on the lawn of the west courtyard. The dazzling red was like the rising sun in the sky. There was blood gushing out, and the blood seeped into the soil like a spring, and then blossomed gorgeous and enchanting manjusawa at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yan Xingchen felt that he was in an ice cellar. He looked at Li Ruoxian, who was lying quietly on the ground lifeless, as if his heart was blocked by a big rock. He felt sorry that she didn't take good care of himself, and let him see such a tragic and dazzling scene.

Until the barrier around Li Ruoxian's body gradually shattered with the sunlight, Yan Xingchen finally recovered from his daze, and walked towards Li Ruoxian slowly with an umbrella under the colorful streamer.

He bowed his head and kissed her cold forehead, and said softly in her ear: "Xianxian, I'm here, I'll take you away..." This sentence is very short, but it is condensed with endless thoughts, gentle and tender, like Traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, passing through the clouds and seas, and finally came to the front of the beloved woman.

(End of this chapter)