Ghost marriage favor: ghost husband is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 122

Yun Jing glanced at the wooden box, but he didn't accept the wooden box, instead he said something to Zhao Yijun.

"Now is not the time to collect it."

When Zhao Yijun heard this, his face changed slightly, and he asked Yunjing.

"Sir, what do you mean?"

Yun Jing got up and put the wooden box back into Zhao Yiyun's hand.

"I'll come to you when I need it."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Jing turned around and left! ! !

I stood aside, looking at Yunjing's breezy and indifferent appearance, I was a little surprised. I always felt that Yunjing was a little weird after seeing the wooden box, but I couldn't explain why it was so strange.

It wasn't until Yunjing's figure disappeared in front of me that Zhao Yijun asked me a question.

"Is he like this?"

I shook my head and said no, he might have taken the wrong medicine today.

The last time I took out the talisman that Zhao Yijun painted for me, Yunjing was excited, why did things change so quickly when someone came?
After exchanging a few words with Zhao Yijun, I sent her away. Before leaving, she told me that she was going back to the Taoist temple, but if I had anything to do, she would definitely help me as soon as possible.

I thanked him gratefully, and then went back to Yunjing's house. I just walked into the house and wanted to find Yunjing, but found that Yunjing was sitting back in front of the guzheng again, plucking the strings with both hands, but there was no sound Anything, on the contrary, is like touching a very precious thing.

Hearing my footsteps, Yun Jing raised his head, but the moment he raised his head, I saw his swollen face like a pig's head, and cried like a child.

The face swollen by Jun Li ruined the beauty, but it didn't hinder him. There was a gradually sad atmosphere around him.

When I saw Yunjing like this, I immediately felt distressed. I walked up to him and just sat beside him, but he rushed towards me with his whole body and hugged me in his arms.

"Chunxia, ​​lend me a hug."

The moment my hands embraced me, my whole body froze, and I wanted to push Yunjing away, but I heard soft sobs from my shoulders.

Yunjing's crying voice rang in my ears.

"Chunxia, ​​you are not allowed to tell others that I am crying."

I let out a long sigh, and finally stopped the hand that wanted to push him away, put my hand on his back and patted him, and asked him.

"what happened?"

His voice was so small that only the two of us could hear it.

He said he missed his sister.

Although he expected that his loss of emotional control was related to Zhao Yiyun's box, but hearing him say it himself was another matter.

Yunjing hugged me for a long time, until he was full of tears, then he let go of me, and the first words he said when he let go were.

"Do you know, Chunxia, ​​although Xiao Xiao and my sister look exactly the same, but when I first saw you, I felt like, like, like my sister."

Yun Jing even said two similarities, but it shocked me to the bottom of my heart and asked him.

"How does it look like?"

He shook his head, said he didn't know, but asked me.

"Do you still remember that I told you at the time that everyone thought that Jun Li was a broken sleeve, and that Jun Li chased a man for a long time?"

I nodded and said I remembered, and then he told me that the "man" was his sister Fuyan.

He said that when he showed his true colors to others, he was scolded as a mischievous face, which confused the king's heart and messed up the world.

He said that when Junli and Fuyan fell in love, they fulfilled the duties of the people in the world.

He said that when Junli married Fuyan, ten miles of peach blossoms were all over Chang'an.

When I heard about Junli and another woman, I couldn't help but gradually turn pale.

But at this moment, He Yunjing fell into memory, as if he had forgotten that there was me beside him.

He also said that Junli and Huoyan fell in love, shocked the world, and were ridiculed by everyone in the world.

But in the end, Junli still bears the misfortune.

I couldn't help trembling when I heard it, and asked.

"why?"

Yun Jing shook his head, and did not directly say the reason, but instead sank his thoughts into his memories again.

He asked me, "Chunxia, ​​do you know the pictures of beauties?"

I nodded and said yes.

But the hand holding Fuchen in his hand was a little tighter.

Not only do I know, but I also have a scroll in my hand.

But Yun Jing told me that there used to be rumors in the market that whoever gets the beauty picture wins the world.

But they didn't know the next sentence, beautiful women are like poppies, whoever touches them will die or be injured.

My complexion paled instantly, and I asked Yun Jing, what exactly is the picture of a beauty?
Yun Jing shook his head, saying that the beauty picture is just like his sister, and it has always been a mystery.

After I heard this, I was suddenly taken aback. Like his sister, I have always been a fan. What does this mean?
Isn't Fuyan Yunjing's older sister?

As soon as he asked this question, Yun Jing's complexion changed instantly, gloom, resentment, and even bloodthirsty that I had never seen before flashed in his eyes...

With just one glance, I was startled from the bottom of my heart and broke out in cold sweat.

Yunjing actually has this side?
In an instant, Yun Jing put away his appearance, got up and thanked me, saying that his heart was a little disturbed and he went to rest first.

I looked at Yun Jing's back, and was stunned for a long time, until a cool wind blew by, and then I reacted.

Although everyone didn't bring the matter of Huo Yan to me, I always felt that this Huo Yan seemed to have an inseparable relationship with me.

Could it be that I am the descendant of Huo Yan?
This thought just flashed across him, but he terrified himself.

I have to figure out the matter of the beauty picture, and I also need to figure out the matter of the evil face.

If Xiao Jue and grandma really picked me up...

Then who are my biological parents?Where did I come from?

With my eyes closed, I left Yunjing's house, lying on the bed and tossing and turning, always feeling that I was disturbed by a memory that Yunjing said out of the blue.

I can't remember when I fell asleep.

In my dream, I saw the catkin-like snow on Changbai Mountain, like the continuous curtain.

Layers of white snow blocked the road and crushed the branches, but it failed to cover the scarlet blood on the white snow.

Ahead, there is a gazebo with heavy veils hanging down around the gazebo, but outside the pavilion, there is a woman as tough as a pine standing.

The woman was wearing a white shirt, but the white shirt was stained with a few bright red bloodstains, but these bloodstains were all buried by the thick snow on her body.

It can be seen from this that the woman has been standing outside the gazebo for some time.

The back of the woman is somewhat familiar. I just wanted to look forward to see who this woman is, but I was shocked by her full head of white hair and stopped in my tracks.

The breeze blew past, and lifted the veil hanging from the gazebo, only to see a pair of white, slender hands of a man stretched out from the gazebo.

I saw him plucking the strings under his hands seemingly casually.

The bright moon was shining brightly, and the sound of the zither was like water. After the end of each song, a lazy voice sounded from inside the veil.

"I heard that you want to live?"

The voice was very strange, but when I heard it, it felt extremely familiar. I was about to walk forward to see the reaction of the woman standing outside the pavilion.

But only halfway there, the woman opened those eyes full of insidiousness, resentment, and incomparably sinister.

I just saw the side face of the woman, but I was still shocked and froze in place.

This white-haired woman...

Why, look exactly like me?
A gust of cold wind blew past my face, and once again lifted the veil into the air, but it just happened to block the man's face, making me feel invisible oppression in those blue eyes that came out from the veil.

"You know, I don't accept useless people."

I have grown up so much, and among the people I have met, there are no more than three people who can exaggerate their breath so naturally.

Before I was shocked, the woman slowly closed her sinister eyes, bent her legs, and bent over the gazebo.

A voice suddenly drifted into my mind.

It seems that the woman said in her heart. .

In my life, I have only kneeled three times.

Once, it was to ask my teacher to forgive me.

Once, it was for Yunjing's survival.

This time... it was for my own life.

The next second, I woke up suddenly from my dream. The moment I opened my eyes, I was relieved to see the familiar room. I just wanted to reach out to pat my chest, but saw that my hands were inadvertently on the chest.

And holding in hand...

It turned out to be the white jade pendant that I haven't touched for a long time.

The color characters on the jade pendant are extremely eye-catching under the moonlight.

I dreamed of a woman who looked exactly like me.

Is it the evil face, or me?

(End of this chapter)