Song Zhai.
A figure came out of the darkly lit room, and it was Song Yuan's youngest son, Song Zhi. After looking around to make sure no one was there, he tiptoed out. When walking to the corridor, a voice suddenly came from behind.
"Who's there?" Song Yuan was wearing clothes and holding a lantern in his hand.
Song Zhi was startled and quickly turned around. "Dad, it's me."
"Oh, Zhi'er." Song Yuan suddenly realized.
"It's me." Song Zhi quickly stepped forward to take the lantern and asked, "Dad, it's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Hey, how could I sleep?" Song Yuan sighed.
"Before the immortal came, dad was looking forward to it day and night, just thinking about seeing the fairy again. This time he finally saw her and stayed at our house again. Dad is really happy...but...but dad It suddenly occurred to me just now that we will never see each other again after this... ugh..."
Song Yuan hammered his chest and was feeling sentimental, not noticing anything unusual about his son. Song Zhi looked very anxious and seemed to want to go out quickly.
"Dad, don't you always say that you can't force fate." Song Zhi said patiently, "If the immortal sees you like this, I'm afraid it won't be good."
"Yes, yes, you were right to remind me." Song Yuan was startled and quickly wiped away his tears. "My son is so smart that he almost made a big mistake. By the way, what are you doing here without sleeping?"
"Um..." Song Zhi coughed and said, "You can't force fate, but you can also find opportunities. I want to be smart and be the first to get over if something happens to the immortal. Even if I can't wait for the fate, I can still find opportunities. It’s also good to get close.”
"Okay, good boy." Song Yuan looked at his son with increasing satisfaction.
"People often gossip and say that the Song family is so lucky to have what they have today. Damn, how could they understand that we are destined to be immortals. As long as there are immortals around, there is no need to be afraid of any monsters or monsters. You must know the immortals and respect them, and you will enjoy the fragrance every day. .Don’t ever imitate your big brother..."
Song Yuan kept talking, and Song Zhi became more and more anxious. Especially after hearing the words that there are immortals who are not afraid of demons and ghosts, my uneasiness and fear are palpable.
"What's wrong?" Song Yuan noticed that his son was abnormal.
"Oh, I was thinking of those pieces of cloth." Song Zhi said hurriedly: "The market is in a slump now. I spent a lot of money to buy this night brocade, and I will wait for it to be officially sold the day after tomorrow. But now that the immortal is here, I'm afraid it will be postponed. .If the input is insufficient this month, it will affect the merchant's settlement..."
"I praised you in vain." Song Yuan was not very happy. "It's not like we don't have money in our account, so we can just spend some money. Besides, Song Ji has never owed them anything, so what can happen later."
"Yes, what dad said is true, but the night brocade is too delicate, so we need to consider changing it to a different place to store it." Song Zhi said quickly: "The Immortal Chief probably won't call you at night. I will go to the warehouse to deal with it now. This way I can come back sooner. Serve the Immortal well."
Song Yuan was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, go and come back quickly."
"Well, kid, hurry up." Song Zhi left in response.
Looking at his son's back, Song Yuan frowned.
"This child is haunted. He is now a fairy and then a villager. He obviously has something on his mind. Is there something wrong with the business of the villager? Although he hasn't had much trouble in the past two years, his mother has been helping to take care of him. It should be fine... …”
Song Zhi has something on his mind, which is related to both the Immortal Chief and Buzhuang.
The Ye Jin obtained can make up for the shortfall of Buzhuang, but the existence of the immortal threatens this matter. The more powerful the father talked about the immortal, the more scared he became. He must inform his partner to hide before the immortal notices it.
…
To the west of the city, thirty miles away.
"I have been working in Ningzhou for more than 20 years, but I didn't know there was a house here?"
Standing in front of a large mansion, Yan Chixia looked different.
The house is very luxurious, even more grand than the Song family. The door is open and the nave hall can be seen.
Many red lanterns were hung around the hall, illuminating the room brightly. There is a table in the middle filled with all kinds of delicacies. Even standing at the door, it seems that you can smell the fragrance.
"Are you sure this is the right place? You didn't mean to deceive me, did you?" Yan Chixia looked at Su Qing suspiciously. "A house like this is no ordinary home."
Su Qing said: "You have been working in Ningzhou for many years, so you should have an impression of this place. Think carefully about what it was like before."
"Before..." Yan Chixia looked at her surroundings. "It's hard to say, but it looks like a wild place."
"You remember correctly." Su Qing stretched out his finger and passed it in front of Yan Chixia's eyes.
Yan Chixia's eyes blurred, and when she could see again, she was shocked.
Wherever there is any luxurious mansion, it is clearly in the wilderness. The original location of the hall was a solitary tomb with a large stone beside it. There are rotten leaves and dead bones on the stones, just like the ghost brocade in Buzhuang.
"What kind of deception is this?" Yan Chixia rubbed her eyes. "Was it fake just now? Or is it fake now?"
Facing such a staunch atheist, Su Qing had no desire to explain. He just pointed in a direction and let Yan Chixia look at it on her own.
Yan Chixia followed the pointing and found a dark shadow behind the tomb. Haloxylon's shoulders were shaking, as if he was doing something.
"The one behind the grave is the warlock who conspired with the Song family?" Yan Chixia asked.
"I can still lend you the sword now," Su Qing said.
"No need." Yan Chixia pulled out her waist knife, strode forward, and pointed at the black shadow.
"Where is the demon who is pretending to be a ghost? Get out of here."
"Giggle...it's true that I am a ghost, but you are just pretending to be a ghost." The black shadow let out a burst of laughter. "Can you see through my deception, but not my true identity?"
The shadow smiled and turned around.
a woman.
Blue-white skin, disheveled hair, sinister white teeth, and glowing green eyes. He was holding a piece of carrion in his hand, as if he was weaving something. His appearance is not ugly, but he is quite attractive.
Standard female ghost.
"He is indeed a demon!"
Yan Chixia couldn't help but say, she went up and stabbed her.
brush.
There were many cuts on the female ghost's body, but they quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Su Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The evil spirit of your sword is very strong, and ordinary human spirits can't stand it." The female ghost smiled. "But, I am not ordinary, and I am not from the human world."
"You're using this kind of deception again. I've seen you like this too many times." Yan Chixia was very disdainful.
"Do you need it?" Su Qing picked up the sword again and shook it.
"No need!" Yan Chixia took a step back, put the knife on her left arm, made a gesture to draw the knife, and glanced at Su Qing involuntarily.
This person made him very uncomfortable, even more uncomfortable than the so-called female ghost.
He was obviously the charlatan he disliked the most, but he couldn't even think of any offense or confrontation. So I was secretly furious in my heart, and had to do something to make that guy look up to me.
The female ghost didn't pay attention to his standing posture, but said a little strangely: "I just saw you talking to yourself, who are you talking to?"
"With your uncle!" Yan Chixia drew her sword and slashed out.
The female ghost still didn't escape, she just giggled.
Swish——
The sword flashed and the female ghost's laughter stopped abruptly.
There was another cut on the chest, but this time it didn't disappear. Instead, it made a sizzling sound and green Yin Qi emerged.
"You..." The female ghost looked ferocious.
"It seems to be working." Yan Chixia smiled, blood was visible from the knife edge.
It wasn't the female ghost's blood, but Yan Chixia's own blood. The moment he drew the knife, he scratched his arm.
"I've met a demon like you before, who pretends to be a ghost with blinding methods. But as long as the knife is stained with my blood, the illusion can be broken." Yan Chixia spoke to the female ghost, but her eyes glanced at Su Qing. "Just these two times, it's not new at all."
"Don't compare me to those lonely ghosts." The female ghost smiled without fear, her nails growing longer little by little.
"Stupid mortal, do you think you can kill me just by doing this? A mouse can bite a cat, but that doesn't mean it has the strength to fight against a cat. You...you...who are you?"
The female ghost suddenly stuttered.
The following words were not meant for Yan Chixia.
She suddenly saw someone standing not far away.
"You saw me so soon?" Su Qing was very interested. "It's not because of your cultivation ability, but because you are indeed not a ghost in the world. Since you are not in the human world, you can see beyond the human world."
The female ghost's face turned even paler, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
She finally knew who the bearded man was talking to.
"Hey, hey, hey, where are you looking?" Yan Chixia shouted with her sword: "Now that the illusion has been broken, let's show our true skills. Let's fight one on one, a fair fight!"
The female ghost looked at Su Qing and then at Yan Chixia, with boundless resentment in her eyes.
fair?
Fair enough, sir.
…
The hunter patrols at night, encounters ghosts, and fights them. A visitor is passing by. He is good at exorcising ghosts and would like to help. The hunter refuses, the word does not deceive the ghost, and the fight is fair. Ghost praise is a brave man.
"Nine Continent Strange Stories"
