It should be that the moon is full, the lotus pond is green, the summer moon is bright, the fireflies are turning into grass, and the running water on the river bank is loud and continuous.
The sound of dogs occasionally sounds in the village, but it's hard to tell what's going on. It seems to be coming from a very far distance, and the sound lasts for a long time until it reaches the houses and mansions. It's deep and vast, as if it's another world away.
The people in the village had already rested, and only a few children were enjoying the cool air and fanning themselves. They simply fell asleep in the melon field, murmuring in their dreams, and could hear the breeze, and the melon leaves and vines swayed and flowed slowly. Countless mugwort grows in the village and spreads with the wind. Mosquitoes don't come close, but there are four or five fireflies floating in the night, even crawling onto the children's cheeks, glowing with light.
There was only one house with a light on, but the light was as cold as indigo and did not even flow out of the window lattice.
Inside the window lattice, there was a woman leaning against the window, muttering softly.
"In the early years, I heard people say that on the fifteenth day of every month, when the sun meets the yin and yang, someone can live or die, so on a whim, I bought ashes made from burning the red ropes of the old year from the market. I have been saving them until now. If it hadn't happened right now, If this happens, I'm afraid this bag of dust will be left in the bottom of the cabinet and never see the light of day again."
The woman looked at the swaying lights, coldly and faintly, and smiled sadly for no reason, "I would rather this dust never see the light of day, than be a miserable person like this."
The lights flickered, becoming more and more obvious.
"Today afternoon, two fortune tellers who know the Yin Yang Xiao Bagua came and said it was eight hundred taels. My sister has invited countless gentlemen before, but no one has ever offered such a price. Usually it is at most fifty. Two taels of silver, but after hearing about this, most of them didn't want to calculate it anymore, and would rather put aside the divination silver than take it. Although we can't collect so much silver now, I feel more and more confident that no matter what, those two are It gives me some peace of mind.”
The light was in line with the corner of the wall. When the woman raised her eyes, they were even in line with the light.
The woman opened her lips lightly and said softly.
"sister."
In the corner of the wall, there was a woman covered in scars, but her face could still be seen. She did not dare to come near. It was not until she saw the appearance of the woman sitting by the window lattice that she smiled slightly and walked away. He came forward and blew the woman's bun lightly.
Little did they know that in front of the moon in the sky, the two of them were standing in mid-air, looking down attentively.
Since Liu Qing stepped into the Four Realms, the power of formations has been completely transformed. The evil formations can be seen from afar, and Yun Zhong can also watch the yin and yang qi on the side, which arouses the curiosity of the young man.
"It seems that I have indeed guessed right this time." The sky was filled with stars. The scholar looked down with deep eyes, but his expression was slightly unbearable. Grinding ancient objects into powder and then scattering them in the candlelight to reveal old friends is a saying in the elderly. Only with sincerity can one see the dead and connect the yin and yang. Even though Liu Qing had read countless books since he came up the mountain, he had never heard of anyone actually being able to call out the soul in such a way, so he was frightened for a moment.
"Senior brother said before that there are no gods and ghosts in the world, so what happened to this woman?" Yun Zhong was even more frightened, but seeing that the woman was not as ferocious as in the story, he felt relieved. , asked softly.
"Some things can only be said with certainty if you have seen them with your own eyes. But what I said before was because I was trapped in the book and was too sure." Liu Qing looked closely and saw that the woman was indeed invisible behind her. Unable to block the candlelight, his expression was slightly desolate, "Sincerity leads to spirituality. I have practiced Taoism for many years, but I have almost forgotten the obsessions in ordinary people's hearts, and I am no weaker than those who practice Taoism."
Yun Zhong stared at the scarred woman in the corner and sighed slightly.
Not to mention the hands and feet, even the woman's back was covered in blood, like a clean lotus root sprinkled with vermilion paint. Apart from being frightening, the pain was also evident. How could a beautiful woman who didn't have the slightest bit of a sinister look after her death endure this? So bitter.
Seeing the scarred woman coming forward, the woman leaning against the window lattice smiled and reached out to take the former's arm, but it fell into the air. However, the woman was unmoved and continued to hold the former's arm softly. He said, "Forgive my sister for once. After all, I can only see you on this one day every month. I shouldn't disturb my sister's soul. I always listened to you in the past. This time, it's not wrong for me to be selfish."
The injured female ghost frowned as she listened to the words of the person in front of her, but she began to cry silently. No tears came out, and there was no sound at all. The wind passed by the window lattice, and she kept sobbing.
The woman reached out and brushed the ghost's cheek. There were no tears on her face and her hands were not stained, but she still brushed and said very softly: "In the past ten years, I, the younger sister, often cried. When the family situation was at its worst, But I happened to see rare objects and beautiful clothes in the market. I couldn't move, so I just pulled my sleeves and started crying, which was a very bad move when I think about it now."
"They say we are like sisters who are connected by muscles and bones, but when it's my turn to repay some kindness, I can only light this lamp to show my appearance."
"Most things in the world seem to be like this. You have to wait until you are aware of the matter, but people are full of enthusiasm. In the end, they rush into the empty place, leaving only a mess."
The woman with the wonderful eyebrows just stared blankly at the female ghost who looked very similar to herself behind the lamp. The breeze had not passed, the candle light was calm, but the light reflected by the cool tea in the teacup was like the waves of a broken mirror, Bright and dim, flickering.
There is no rain outside the window, but there are drops of rain inside the window.
There was a knock at the door.
"It would be disrespectful to visit you tonight, but I hope the girl will be considerate."
The woman was startled, wiped her face randomly, and was about to get up, but she saw the ghost shaking his head repeatedly, as if he was a little afraid, and forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, just come back as soon as you go, I will never let that fortune teller Sir, this is the time to start. Besides, if the neighbor is kind, if that person has bad intentions, he will be safe."
"We must get to the bottom of this matter, so we can retaliate with tit for tat, and we can't afford to offend."
The soul opened its mouth, but no sound came out. The woman stepped out resolutely, paused for a long time, then sadly walked back to the corner, hugged her shoulders and shrank down.
The woman walked into the courtyard, but did not pull the door latch. She only whispered through a door, "The night is deep. Since sir, you know that the woman is the only one here, and you know it is disrespectful, why bother to come to the door? Hundreds of people are here." Two silver coins is not cheap for you, sir, so think twice before doing anything."
The scholar was not impatient. He stood under the steps and looked up at the sky to see the sun and the full moon.
"Today is a day of hope. I'm counting on my fingers. The girl has a happy event. She reunites with old friends. She is swinging between joy and sorrow. Besides, what the girl just said was concealing something. There is no one person in this house. It is clearly two people facing each other. , a thousand lines of sorrow.”
