The God-defying girl, the world-defeating onmyoji

Chapter 52 Forget the Past
"Please forgive me, my lord, no matter how much gold and silver this lamp is, Xiaosheng will not sell it," the scholar began to pack his things as soon as he finished speaking.

"This is the end of the viewing of this lamp, Xiaosheng bids farewell"

After speaking, carrying a lantern on his back, he ignored people's dissuasion and drowned in the sea of ​​people...

"Master...why is this person so ignorant?" Although Si'er didn't understand why Xuanyuan Han insisted on buying this lamp, but someone actually refused such a sky-high price.

"You go back to Jinguan Tower first, I will go back as soon as I go"

"Father..."

Before Si'er could reply, Xuanyuan Han had already disappeared into the night...

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The scholar in Tsing Yi walked through the crowd, turned around the alley of Liu Street, and gradually disappeared on a small blue bridge.

Xuanyuan Han chased him to the bridge, but he didn't see the scholar, only the cool wind, the fluttering willow branches, and the rippled green lake...

Xuanyuan Han frowned, how could this place be so deserted, and as the emperor, he had no idea where this place was.

When did such a quiet green lake appear in Chang'an City...

Slowly, there was a guzheng sound, the timbre was like a song, like a weeping, melodious, sudden ups and downs, making people feel a sense of grief and indignation, unable to extricate themselves.

Suddenly there was a burst of crisp singing, accompanied by the low weeping of the guzheng, which made the air exude a strange smell.

Xuanyuan Han gathered his attention and listened intently, only to hear the woman sing: "The farthest thing is not the world as a home, but the world. The most painful thing is not losing my youth, but life and death. The most painful What is unforgettable is not the cinnabar between the eyebrows, but a flawless smile. The loneliest thing is not living under a fence, but a person and a horse. The most desolate thing is not being full of jackdaws, but being drunk and having no couch. Put on the cassock, but put away your worries."

Who is it? On the night of the full moon, when people are celebrating the festive season, a person, holding a guzheng, is playing here for a long time, feeling sad and nostalgic...

Perhaps it was the charm of the singing that made Xuanyuanhan involuntarily take steps towards a pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The sound of the piano is long, accompanied by the wind, accompanied by a touch of wind chimes hanging on the beam of the pavilion.

The white gauze curtain flutters with the night wind.

Far away, in the haze, Xuanyuan Han saw a woman in red, holding a guzheng, singing in a low voice.

I can't see her face clearly, because she is wearing a bamboo hat, and her face is covered by a white veil, only her three thousand silver threads fluttering in the wind can be clearly seen...

He felt Xuanyuanhan approaching, but the singing had not stopped, and the voice of the bright moon meandered like a never-ending brook.

End of a song.

The wind also stopped.

There was a sense of sadness in the air.

"May I ask why the girl is here..." Xuanyuan Han couldn't help breaking the silence after all.

"you shouldn't be here"

The crisp sound seemed to come from a very far away place, so empty and so clear.

Xuanyuan Han was stunned for a moment, unable to extricate himself from random excitement, he stepped towards the gazebo step by step, his hands were almost trembling, his eyes looking at the woman were like a lake of blue waves, all rippling with tenderness.

If Si'er, who has been with him for many years, sees such eyes, he must be shocked. When will the emperor smile like this?

"Bai Su... are you finally willing to stay in the world?" Xuanyuan Han's thin lips trembled slightly.

Yes, he recognized this silver-haired woman, the woman he had been waiting for for three years. The reason why there is no woman in the harem until now, the ministers are secretly worried why the emperor doesn't marry a concubine, the emperor is fine with everything , that is, they didn't mention a word about the inheritance of the family, and they reminded them more than once.

"You know me?" The woman was slightly taken aback, and her voice came faintly.

I couldn't see her expression clearly at this time, but there was no surprise in her tone.

"It's me, Xuanyuanhan, oh no, you know Dongfangyi, right? We met in the Northern Desolation City three years ago." Xuanyuanhan was excited, since he walked over and grabbed Bai Su's hand, he said excitedly.

He clasped Bai Su's hands tightly, leaning sideways on his chest. Although his chest was thin, it seemed to contain unfathomable power, making people feel dependent upon seeing it.The soft moonlight in the distance shone on his face, and that faint smile was like a water lily with a fatal temptation, blooming enchantingly at the corners of his eyes and brows, so beautiful that it was unreal.

He took her hand lightly and naturally, when the green long fingers touched, Bai Su forgot to struggle.

"I finally found you, come back to the palace with me." Xuanyuan Han smiled softly, helped her up and took her out of the pavilion.

"I don't know you..." Bai Su withdrew her hand, and at the same time, she made a slight jump between her eyebrows, and she was submerged in the darkness...

"Bai Su..." Xuanyuan Han was startled, and he searched everywhere, but he couldn't find that red figure anymore.

Bai Su hides in the dark, she doesn't know why, the moment he smiles, through this face, she seems to see another face, that face carefully carved like jade, the beauty is unsurpassed It hurt her eyes, and at the same time her heart was tingling, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, wondering what was wrong with herself.

Do you really know him?

Why through his eyes, his face, reminded her of another strange yet familiar face...

three years ago.

Bai Su jumped off the Zhuxian Terrace. She had already destroyed her immortal body and was reincarnated as a human being, but was rescued by a mysterious old man. Not only did she not die, but she was also accepted by this old man as an apprentice to teach him what he had learned throughout his life.

She was talented, smart and hardworking.

For three years, she didn't know how much she had suffered.The experience in the human world is not as simple as imagined, because of the strange fragrance of the body and the special blood, there are countless people who want her life. It's a bit of psychic jewelry that wants her life too.

She had to work hard and practice hard. Although she couldn't fly with a sword, she was still a well-known onmyoji.

She doesn't remember the past, where she came from, and even less why she fell unconscious at the door of Master in the first place.

She only remembered that her name was Bai Su, she was a woman with a strange fragrance of blood and the ability to connect yin and yang.

She just remembered that she couldn't live like a normal person, and the ghosts didn't allow it, and she didn't allow it.

After three years of cultivation, she was ordered to go down the mountain to catch ghosts and eliminate demons. In just half a month, she has become a household name in Furong and Dongling. People don't know her face, let alone whether she is male or female. They only know her hair. Silver-haired, she often appears in places in the dead of night, where there are ghosts and unclean places, so she goes there.

After a long time, she suddenly felt very lonely. Even if the past was blank for a while, it seemed that she subconsciously refused to recall it, but she could always feel extremely sad on the night of the full moon.

It seems that there is a voice that has been telling her that she has lost some precious things...

That night.

She sat cross-legged, put the index fingers of both hands together on her forehead, and transported Qi to her dantian.

Not long after, I felt a hot current spread from the limbs to the center of the eyebrows. When the heat was enough, Bai Su silently recited a mantra in his heart. The center of the eyebrows was so hot, as if something was about to burst.

A smile slowly bloomed on the corners of Bai Su's lips——I haven't practiced hard since I came out, and I haven't regressed.

Suddenly the vest is cold!
She froze—what's going on?

All onmyojis are most afraid of being attacked by someone when they are practicing.

If you don't do it well, you will lose all your cultivation base, and you may also have your tendons broken, and you will go crazy.

That's why the master taught her every time that she had to set up formations when she was practicing. Today, she was disturbed by the man who appeared suddenly, but she completely forgot to set up formations...

Bai Su couldn't figure it out, she turned her head slowly - indeed there was a woman standing behind her.

The woman's body is ethereal, her long hair is flying, and she still looks very beautiful, but her face is terribly pale, the tip of her tongue is protruding, and there is a circle of purple blood around her neck, as if she is wearing a weird collar.

She stared at Bai Su with hatred in her empty eyes, and stuck out her tongue: "It's all your fault! You were the one who was afraid that I would lose favor, stunned me, and then sent someone to strangle me, but said that I committed suicide in fear of crime." ..."

Bai Su's heart shuddered - this ghost has a strong evil spirit, not only a hanged ghost, but also a fierce ghost.

The resentment on this body is probably several thousand catties, and even a magic genius like Bai Su feels a little suffocated by the strong oppressive force.

Ginger is still old and spicy, and ghosts are still ancient and strong.

She knows that this evil spirit must be dealt with as soon as possible, however, all onmyojis cannot draw amulets to expel ghosts while practicing luck!
She had just finished half of her luck, and the aura between her brows hadn't come out yet.

If you break your soul at this time, your life will be in jeopardy.

In other words, to the ghosts, she is now the tofu on the chopping board, which can be chopped up however she likes.

Unfortunately, Bai Su had no choice but to think out of his wits.

She smiled helplessly, and looked at the woman in white: "Did you recognize the wrong person, big sister?"

"Did I admit it wrong? How is it possible? You are that little bitch Cui Niu. After 20 years of Zhenghe, you killed me to become your wife!!!"

The female ghost screamed more and more terribly, Bai Su only felt the pain of his head exploding.

"I said big sister, it's been more than 50 years since Zhenghe, you are confused...I'm not Cui Niu, I'm Bai Su, I don't know you"

Bai Su had heard from her master before that Zhenghe was a reign long before Kaiyuan, so this female ghost is probably more than 50 years old, and her opponents are probably dead as well, and they all turned into ghosts.

This ghost is so old-fashioned and confused, he actually thinks of himself as Cui Niu, what a corny name...

While talking, she was practicing secretly, if this ghost wanted to attack her, she would have to fight back...

"Bai Su?" The woman in white stared blankly at Bai Su for a while, then grinned wildly, "Yeah, you're not Cui Niu, hahahaha! But it doesn't matter, do you know where you are? This is my boudoir... ...I hate people who come into my boudoir the most, especially a beautiful slut like you...I will deal with you here, and see if you dare to disturb me!"

After finishing speaking, her ten fingers were pointed, each blood-red nail gave off a knife-like light, and she swung towards Bai Su's back!
Bai Su was taken aback for a moment, it would take about a quarter of an hour to complete the exercise if it was done now.

In this quarter of an hour, I am really the meat on the chopping board, I will be slaughtered by ghosts...

If the master sees himself like this, he will definitely be furious and furious...

Bai Su felt deeply regretful - if he had known this place was so unclean, he should have lighted an exorcism incense before practicing his kung fu...

She had never been so careless before, and she blamed that damned Xuanyuanhan.Forgot even this basic step...

Subconsciously, two flames shot up in Bai Su's eyes, with a serious expression, staring at the female ghost and said: "You can't stop, you can't understand, you can't give up, you can't give up, you can't understand, you can't give up, you can't reincarnate, you can't reincarnate, in Is there any point in waiting here in the nether world? Your enemy is probably already dead, so why cling to that single-minded resentment?"

(End of this chapter)