Chapter 16 of The Sword Without a Sheath: Origin from the Past Life

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Wang Haocheng watched Bai Xiaoyu walking towards him, feeling panicked but also inexplicably a little hopeful.

He pretended to be asleep and remained motionless.

Bai Xiaoyu naturally knew that he was awake, but she didn't reveal it and just patted him. Wang Haocheng slowly opened his eyes and saw Bai Xiaoyu's beautiful face. His heart trembled and he said, "Why did Miss Bai wake me up?"

Bai Xiaoyu said softly: "Want to go out for a walk?"

Wang Haocheng was about to say that it was dangerous outside and he could not step out of the circle, but he had an excellent opportunity to be with a beauty, and he had to seize it no matter what. He hesitated for a moment and replied, "Okay."

In the early summer night, life is already very strong. Insects are chirping everywhere, vegetation is lush, and a bright white moon hangs high in the sky. However, it is not complete, but one part is missing, which makes it uniquely beautiful.

Wang Haocheng was trying hard to guess why Bai Xiaoyu asked him to come out so late. She had already spoken: "I'm sorry, I didn't say that to you today. I was reckless."

When Wang Haocheng heard her apology in person, he still had no temper at all, and said gently: "Miss Bai, there is no need to worry so much. I was also wrong this afternoon."

Then there was a long silence, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

Seeing that Bai Xiaoyu had no intention of talking anymore, Wang Haocheng asked her: "Is this why Miss Bai called me out so late to talk about this?"

Bai Xiaoyu didn't answer.

He looked ahead in disappointment.

Forget it, it's nice to just walk with her, don't expect anything more.

He rubbed his eyes in confusion, and just now he seemed to see a figure in red flash past. Just as he was about to ask Bai Xiaoyu if he saw it, the figure in red had already arrived a few feet in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Wang Haocheng was shocked, and when he came to his senses, he quickly shouted: "It's a ghost!" He subconsciously ran back, but when he turned around, he saw the ghost in red right in front of him.

He knew he couldn't escape. How could an ordinary person outrun a ghost? He could only look at the female ghost in fear, but the female ghost did not come close to him. She seemed to be mustering up her courage and said, "Wang Haocheng, do you still remember me?"

Wang Haocheng was a little confused after hearing this, but he felt that the ghosts behaved unruly and he must not be fooled, so he replied: "I have never had anything to do with you, how can I say that I don't remember?"

The female ghost was a little disappointed. She reached into her long hair, pulled out a wooden hairpin, handed it to him, and asked, "Do you remember this?"

Wang Haocheng didn't dare to pick her up and took a few steps back. He became increasingly confused about what this female ghost was doing.

The female ghost slowly approached him and said, "I won't hurt you." Then she put the hairpin in his hand. He seemed to be inexplicably not so afraid of this ghost. Instead, he felt a sense of intimacy, as if he had already known it. There is fate.

The texture of the wooden hairpin is very rough, it is made of very ordinary wood, and the workmanship is also very rough, but it has been polished and smoothed by people playing with it for many years.

He put the wooden hairpin in front of his eyes and looked at it with a little doubt. The night was very dark and he couldn't see clearly. He could only see three larger words "Gift Bingbing".

As soon as these three words appeared in his mind, there was a wave of excitement. There was something in his head that was ready to come out, but it was just a little off. The feeling of neither rising nor falling made him uncomfortable, and his head felt like it was going to explode.

The female ghost looked at him with distress, leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "Wen Shuixin, I love you."

Wen Shuixin... this name finally broke through the last line of defense in his heart. All the illusory fragments before became real at this moment. The short-term memory fragments reunited, and he remembered everything he had with her in his previous life. back and forth.

Wen Shuixin was his name in his previous life. He was born in a small town in Chuolangzhou, and he was also a somewhat talented scholar. On his way to Beijing to take the exam that year, he met her in the largest restaurant in the capital.

She has no name. She was adopted by the owner of a restaurant when she was a child. She only took the stage name Bingbing. During the singing and dancing that year, she suddenly saw a pair of panicked eyes that were out of tune with the crowd around her, and they broke into her heart with a little shy bookishness.

I don’t know if it was due to strength or luck, but that year the scholar was elected Tanhualang in the imperial examination, and the chicken flew up the branches and became a phoenix. Fame, money, and power followed, but he always stayed true to his true nature and was not disturbed by external things in the slightest.

The first thing I did after winning the exam was to go to that pavilion again. No one knew that he was Tan Hua Lang. Everyone just regarded him as an ordinary person, and he only went to enjoy the woman's singing and dancing. By coincidence, a wealthy local businessman in the capital took a fancy to her and spent a large sum of money to buy her.

That day, the wealthy businessman led a group of people to the building to cause trouble and asked the woman to leave the house quickly. When the woman refused to obey him, he led the gangsters to destroy the place. The building was in chaos, and the onlookers panicked and dispersed. Wen Shuixin was the only one who loudly criticized the unscrupulous behavior of the wealthy businessmen. A helpless scholar stood in the way, and was naturally beaten with bruises and swollen face by a group of people. This was a serious beating. He beat the imperial court's Tanhualang in public, which angered the imperial court. Soon the wealthy businessman was arrested by the imperial court and his family's fortune was completely confiscated.

The wealthy businessman has been unlucky for eight lifetimes, but Wen Shuixin and Bingbing got to know each other, fell in love, and prepared to get married. The marriage was opposed by everyone. On one side was the famous Tanhua, and on the other was a geisha in a restaurant. Their identities were so different that no one would bless the marriage. Wen Shuixin suppressed everyone and arranged the wedding. In the end, the old mother got angry openly in the lobby and broke the wine glass. Wen Shuixin gave up everything in anger and took Bingbing away.

A beautiful love story might end here, but unfortunately, God made a big joke.

This story begins with an extreme coincidence and ends in the most ridiculous way.

While crossing a river by boat, Wen Shuixin accidentally slipped and fell into the river. He couldn't swim, and his name Shuixin didn't protect him, so he drowned in this unknown river.

Bingbing was heartbroken, feeling that she had no regrets in this world, and was ready to die. But before she died, she vowed to find Wen Shuixin's bones. Year after year of searching yielded no results. The river swallowed up Wen Shuixin without even spitting out the dregs.

As time went by, the wind and frost destroyed this beautiful woman into a human being, and everyone regarded her as a madman.

Until one day, an old man watched her wandering aimlessly in the river. He asked her about her story and told her to go to a small temple in the mountains and forests south of Dayu Country in East Fuyao Island, where she would wait for twenty Years ago, I found a man named Wang Haocheng, who was the reincarnation of Wen Shuixin.

She didn't believe it in her heart, but this was her last thought. It was like a straw floating on the water. She knew it was useless, but a drowning person would desperately try to catch it.

From Chuolang Island to Dongfuyao Island, the vast mountains and seas block the journey.

What you love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be flat.

She set off from Chuolangzhou and relied on her little skill in playing the piano to survive. She wandered all the way to the seaside, but she survived.

It doesn't matter that she can't afford the cross-continental ferry, she lives on the lowest level of the black ship. Everyone on the black ship disliked her for being dirty and ugly, but she didn't care. She went from one small island to another, and finally arrived at East Fuyao Island.

She didn't care that East Fuyao Island was mountainous. Wearing worn-out shoes, she walked step by step from the north to the south of Dayu Country, and found this temple in the mountains and forests.

Several years of hard travel had left her in disgrace, her withered face no longer had the beautiful appearance it once had, her body was skinny and skinny, and she was riddled with diseases, but she didn't care. However, she was afraid that he cared.

She didn't know if she could survive twenty years relying on this body, and she was very scared. She heard on the road that after death, people with deep resentment and obsession can turn into ghosts and exist in the world until the obsession disappears. Based on this rumor, which she didn't know was true or false, she was willing to die without any hesitation.

The story behind is very clear. She was so obsessed that she turned into a ghost after her death. She waited patiently in this remote temple for twenty years before finally seeing the person in front of her.

Can so many years of bitterness, pain, loneliness and loneliness finally be rewarded today?

Thinking of all this, Wang Haocheng looked at the female ghost blankly, the ghost who had been waiting for him for twenty years.

He was extremely complicated inside and didn't know how to face it.

The previous life was the previous life after all, but now when they faced each other, they were separated by humans and ghosts.

Wang Haocheng could clearly see that the female ghost's appearance was extremely ugly. His hair was disheveled, he was dressed in tattered clothes, his face was thin and yellow, and it was covered with scars.

He was very conflicted and didn't know how to reply.

Seeing his silent expression, the female ghost made some guesses in her heart, and said in fear: "Do you dislike my face?"

Wang Haocheng looked at her squarely and sighed: "I was sorry for you in the previous life, but now you are a ghost and I am a human being. Not to mention what will happen in the future, even the laws of heaven will not tolerate it."

Bai Xiaoyu's face was full of tears, and she yelled at him: "You bastard! She is willing to go through inhuman torture and die for you, but you just say that it is unacceptable? It's all excuses, it's you. It can’t be tolerated!”

Then she scolded again: "Then why are you nice to me? It's nothing more than this skin. I ignored you, and you still come to me; my sister has sacrificed so much for you, and you treat her like this? This is you This bastard’s destiny!”

Wang Haocheng said nothing.

The female ghost's expression became even more miserable, which made Bai Xiaoyu feel extremely distressed. She said to the female ghost: "Sister, such a person is not worth waiting for. Let this bastard go away!"

The female ghost said nothing and quietly floated away.

Bai Xiaoyu stared at Wang Haocheng fiercely, his eyes were killing people. She wiped a handful of tears from her face and walked away alone. Wang Haocheng also touched his cheek, but there was not a single tear.

The Taoist priest was still lying on the ground and seemed to be sleeping. He suddenly frowned and spat in that direction.