At the same time, Li Suijiu saw two twisted figures walking out of the darkness.
The former, wearing a hat and black clothes.
However, the tight black clothes could not hide her voluptuous figure at all.
A pair of extremely beautiful red phoenix eyes reveal a sword-like light when they open and close, and the white porcelain bottle-like skin is crystal clear and jade-like under the reflection of the purple moon. It can be said that the spring breeze is blowing the willows, and it is radiant.
The latter has a feminine temperament, narrow eyes, and a fair complexion. Although he is a man, he looks more like a woman.
It was Ji Qingzhu and Guyu.
Li Suijiu had long seen that there was something wrong with Fu Shan Tang.
Otherwise, how could he, a handsome man, be knocked away by Ji Qingzhu with the ball?
Thinking back to the previous conversation between Bi Twelve and Tong Xiaotang, he vaguely understood.
This is a bureau, set up to catch the black cat!
"whimper!"
Under the purple moon, the black cat held the yellow paper in its mouth and let out an angry and sad whine. Its dark hair stood on end, and its golden eyes stared at Ji Qingzhu and Guyu.
Ji Qingzhu's eyes were also fixed on the black cat: "After Zhao Si hanged himself yesterday, someone said that he was bewitched by a black cat. Although I have doubts, it is just a guess.
Because, in my opinion, killing someone just for a fish is somewhat unreasonable.
But if Zhao Si stole the fish from Li Huaijin's courtyard, and the black cat's true identity is Miss Nie's house who died three years ago, this all makes sense.
After all, this Miss Nie Mansion was once engaged to Li Huaijin. Am I right? "
"Sob~!"
The black cat seemed to be hurt by Ji Qingzhu's words, and his screams became more and more sad and angry.
Li Suijiu was stunned for a moment.
Miss Nie Mansion?
Have you ever been engaged to me? Dead for three years?
For a moment, Li Suijiu recalled his conversation with Qian'er the night before, and when Tong Xiaotang used the paper figurine to confuse him, he seemed to have mentioned the words 'Miss Nie'.
Thinking of Black Cat's expression when he saw the story on the desk, he vaguely felt that this matter was developing in an indescribable direction.
At this moment, Ji Qingzhu's voice sounded again: "Nie Xiaoqian, now that things have happened, don't you dare to meet me in person?!"
"Meow~~"
Black Cat's body trembled and finally changed.
Purple light overflowed from the body, like strands of moonlight pouring out.
Wrapped in purple light, the black cat's body gradually grew larger.
The black hair on the body transformed into a dress, the two front paws turned into white and stretched arms, and the two back paws turned into long, long legs.
In just a blink of an eye, the black cat turned into a girl lying on the ground.
Around fifteen years old.
Exquisite facial features, sparkling eyes, long eyelashes, delicate fair skin, sizable chest, and thin lips as delicate as rose petals.
Under the moonlight.
The girl stood up slowly from the ground. Her long, fine black hair fell down to her waist. Her eight-piece aqua lotus skirt was slightly blown by the cool breeze.
If it’s not Qian’er, then who is it?
…
Li Suijiu thought that his mental quality had always been excellent, but when he heard the three words "Nie Xiaoqian" and saw Qian'er transformed under the moonlight, he still felt a little uneasy.
I...did I dress up in a Chinese chat room?
But, this is not right!
According to the story of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", Nie Xiaoqian died of illness at the age of eight, so there would definitely be no engagement. Even if there are some discrepancies in the story, the male protagonist should be Ning Caichen, right?
what happened?
Although, this thing is a bit weird and unbelievable.
However, Li Suijiu finally understood why Black Cat had tears in his eyes and made that whimpering sound when he saw the story of "Nie Xiaoqian".
Well, Tong Xiaotang also understood why his paper figure was exactly the same as the one on the scroll, but it was still seen through at a glance.
It turns out the problem is age.
Nie Xiaoqian died three years ago, so she would be fifteen years old now.
Of course, there is another problem. Li Huaijin was called 'Jin Lang', but he ended up calling him 'Jiu Lang'. It was strange that the secret was not revealed.
Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them.
Ji Qingzhu spoke again: "Nie Xiaoqian, you have been trapped by my [Two Realms Airspace], why don't you just surrender?"
It can be felt that there is an irresistible atmosphere in Ji Qingzhu's voice.
However, Nie Xiaoqian was not afraid when her true body was revealed.
She just carefully put the yellow straw paper in her mouth into her arms, and then replied: "I know you, Ji Qingzhu, the shopkeeper of Fushan Hall, but you only know my past and not my present.
I died in the yin year, yin month, yin hour, and yin moment. If I hadn't given up half of my cultivation to possess the cat, you wouldn't be able to keep me even if I were in this Yinhua Mansion!
I never had any intention of harming Jin Lang, I just wanted to be by Jin Lang's side.
As for Zhao Si you just mentioned, I did go to Zhao Si's house yesterday, but the purpose of my visit was just to possess the black cat. His hanging himself had nothing to do with me.
However, his ghost body was transformed by me. It’s ridiculous that he thought that everything would be fine if he returned the fish? His ghost body wanted to harm Jinlang, so I transformed into him. What's wrong with that? "
"Do you think I will believe it?" Ji Qingzhu snorted coldly.
"I know you don't believe it. I'm not telling you what I'm saying. I'm telling Jin Lang!" After the girl finished speaking, she finally looked at Li Suijiu.
The eyes were gentle and sad: "Jin Lang... I'm afraid Qian'er can't keep the agreement with you."
"In the past three years, Qian'er has occasionally come to Huaijin Thatched Cottage, but she has never dared to actually meet Jin Lang."
"It wasn't until the day before yesterday when Jin Lang hanged himself in grief that Qian'er had to reveal her true identity in the hope that Jin Lang would no longer have the desire to die."
"In order to fulfill her promise to stay with Jin Lang day and night, Qian'er also thought of a way to find a black cat to possess her. She thought she could stay in the city forever..."
"Qian'er really wants to be with Jin Lang day and night, and wants to stay in Huaijin Thatched Cottage, cook, wash, and make beds for Jin Lang. Just like the result written in Jin Lang's story, she wants to give birth to children for Jin Lang. "
"It's just that Qian'er was discovered after all, and she was still trapped in the [Two Worlds Airspace]. I think... I'm going to lose my mind soon, right?"
"However, Qian'er does not regret it, really!"
"Because Qian'er saw the story Jin Lang wrote for Qian'er, and it turned out that Jin Lang already knew Qian'er's identity."
"The story of Jin Lang is so well written... The scholar rushing to take the exam, the kind-hearted Xiao Qian at the heart of Lan Ruo Temple, although they are one person and one ghost, they are obsessed with each other for the whole life, not afraid of difficulties, and stay together all their lives. Qian'er is so envious, I really envy the experience and unyielding love between them..."
"After reading Jin Lang's story, Qian'er felt very happy, really happy. Although Qian'er could not serve Jin Lang like in the story, she no longer had any worries in her heart."
"Jinlang must take good care of himself in the future. Please forget Qian'er. You already have amazing talents. This Qiu Wei, you will definitely succeed in high school, and then you will find a better wife."
"I think Jinlang's wife must be virtuous, knowledgeable, courteous, and generous...Jinlang's life will definitely be harmonious, warm, and happy..."
"It's just that Qian'er is leaving... Although Qian'er is reluctant to let go, Qian'er is not the Nie Xiaoqian in the story after all."
"Qian'er really can't let go of Jin Lang! Qian'er really wants to be like Xiao Qian in the story... If there is an afterlife, Qian'er still wants to serve Jin Lang."
"Even if it's just a few more days, it would be nice, Jinlang, my Jinlang... Are you willing to meet Qian'er in the next life?"
At this point, the girl's face was already covered with crystal tears, and each drop fell down her white cheek, just like the rain and dew falling when the daffodils bloom.
The cold night wind blew by, causing the girl's body to tremble slightly.
But she still stubbornly stood up straight and stretched out only two hands, as if recalling the warm embrace that night.
