"You always treat me like this." Bīren's murderous aura came from all directions, Qin Yao only hugged Chu Ji and said quietly, "You have always been so kind to me, how could I be willing to let you down, how could I be willing to hurt you again? you once."

Above the Temple of Heaven, a strong wind suddenly picked up, and everyone in the capital heard the clanging sound of the strings. When everyone on the Temple of Heaven came back to their senses, the monster hugging in the middle had disappeared.

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"Cangmu Yaoqin, eats people's hearts, and turns into demons when hungry. It is immortal, indestructible, and invulnerable to swords and spears." The woman in white whispered, she took out a pen from her sleeve, "Your ghost, I took it away. "

The tip of the pen was lightly placed between Qin Yao's eyebrows, and a little golden light stuck to the tip of the white ghost's pen, which she put into her sleeve.

Qin Yao's face turned pale: "Miss Bai Gui, thank you."

Bai Gui was silent for a while: "Actually, if I wait until the demon is transformed, I can also take away your inner alchemy."

"It's not bad for the past few days." Qin Yao said with a smile, "In the year since Chu Ji left, I have seen enough bright sunshine and enough splendid flowers. In this life, I have never been so free. I'm already very satisfied." She rubbed her stomach, "If I stay for a few more days, I'll lose my sanity. It's not good for me to turn into a demon and hurt people's lives. I think I'll go down clean and see Chu Ji. ."

Bai Gui retracted the pen into his sleeve, and his voice drifted in the wind: "Naihe Bridge, next to Sansheng Stone, he will definitely be reluctant to leave you and go first."

Qin Yao smiled lightly and looked back at the grave in Moshang Xiahuazhong. She knew that Chu Ji would never leave her first, and she would never leave him in the future.

The author has something to say: Huh... two more updates a day...

Well, I'm detached again.

By the way, it's so strange, I originally wanted to write a comedy for this story, but at the end, for some reason, a voice suddenly appeared in my head and said, "Let them die, let them die, let them die. Come on!" So...it became like this...

Then I accidentally nüè to myself...

I also want to see brighter sunshine and brighter flowers! I want to be a free wind too! ! !

☆、white ghost

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There was a sea of ​​fire, and the gentle voice of the man in the flames seemed to be still echoing in his ears:

"Live well."

She woke up with a start, the stars twinkling in the night sky, there was no burning flame, but the feeling of suffocation in her heart was still there, which made her frown. It's still this dream, but she has begun to gradually forget what that person looks like. The years are silent, but she can defeat the sword, light, sword and shadow, killing invisible.

The white ghost sat up and quietly looked up at the Milky Way in the sky, a hundred years, a thousand years, how many years she had passed alone, and she could not remember. Fortunately, before she forgot everything, these one hundred ghosts, one hundred obsessions Finally finished.

The white ghost walked into the miasma-filled mountains and forests, and the dead trees blocked the path up the mountain. She hadn't been there for a long time. She searched for a long time before finding the way up the mountain.

Luofu Mountain is not high, and it took a while to reach the top of the mountain.

She looked up, and under the cloudy sky was a huge banyan tree that had already died. The roots of the tree were intertwined, and they were quietly entrenched there. As you can imagine, when the banyan tree was still alive, it would have been a chill here.

The white ghost walked up a huge root system and walked to the side of the sturdy tree. She touched the tree and lowered her eyes, her expression hard to tell.

The long-cherished wish for many years can finally come to an end today, she doesn't know what to do to express herself.

Standing quietly for a while, she took out the brush that had collected a hundred ghosts from her sleeve, and used it to gently write the word "live" on the tree. Immediately, this invisible word suddenly emitted a soft light, and the Hundred Ghost Pen cracked a trace from the middle. After a crisp sound, the pen in Bai Gui's hand turned into powder, and fluttered with the mountain wind. Yang, disappeared, and the word "live" slowly disappeared into the tree gān, as if the vitality of the chūn sky had been injected into the dead banyan tree, and the dead branches slowly sprouted young shoots, and the vitality penetrated into the earth. As if washed by a rain, the thick miasma in the mountain faded away, green roughness and flowers burst out of the ground, and the entire Luofu Mountain was like a new life.

Looking up at the luxuriant banyan tree, Bai Gui's memory, which was blocked by time, seemed to have been broken from the shackles, clearly presented in his mind. Many years ago, she and Rong Xi were here. meet.

At that time, she was covered in blood with a chilled face, and he was dressed in white with a light smile.

"Come on, I'll protect you."

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The big Buddha who gave her Baigui Pen told her that the only wish that Baigui Pen could not fulfill was that the dead could not be brought back to life. Life and death are the avenues of heaven and earth, and no one can reverse it. Asking her to resurrect is not a human being, but a god, a mountain god.

The white ghost built a room beside the big banyan tree

Hut, live in. Every day guards the banyan tree, waiting for it to turn into a spirit.

After she stopped running around and was busy collecting obsessions, Bai Gui's life suddenly calmed down. She began to often recall the past, her encounter with Rong Xi, acquaintances, and the final difference between life and death.

After Rong Xi died in the sea of ​​​​fire to save her, the white ghost felt that this life was meaningless, but after experiencing these hundred ghosts and a hundred kinds of obsessions, she looked back and looked back, that kind of pain and love have become Cloudy yesterday.

She is guarding Luofu Mountain, but she is no longer obsessed with seeing Rong Xi, but she has no other requests in her life.

After Bai Guibi disappeared, her life began to pass slowly, ten, twenty, thirty years. Such time was just a snap of her fingers in the past, but now, time has left an indelible mark on her. Seeing himself getting older day by day, the banyan tree never gave birth to a mountain god.

The white ghost knows that it may take a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even never to wait until Luofu Mountain, which has recovered its spiritual energy, will give birth to another mountain god. She has no eternal life, only waiting quietly, but waiting is at least a hope.

And waiting, for her, it was no longer just the simple meaning of wanting to see Rong Xi.

Every morning and sunset, every year's chūn flowers and autumn moon, are different and beautiful in her eyes. Only now did she understand the hidden meaning of "live well" that Rong Xi said to her when she disappeared. It turned out that the gentle and elegant man saw her so thoroughly.

Year after year, the story of the old woman on Luofu Mountain has been passed around by people down the mountain. The white ghost still just sits on the rocking chair in the courtyard every day, enjoying the view of the world, but life always has an end.

On a sunny afternoon, the white ghost slowly closed her eyes on the rocking chair in the courtyard. In a trance, she seemed to see a child jumping down from the banyan tree. He ran to her side and looked left and right for a long time. Ask: "Who are you? Why do you keep guarding me?"

Bai Gui smiled softly: "If it bothers me, the old woman, then I won't be watching you anymore, okay?"

The boy thought for a while, then shook his head: "Just watch over me, it doesn't matter."

"Take a break." The white ghost's voice slowly lowered, "It's been so many years, let me take a break, and then come to see you in a different way."

The world went dark.

But fortunately, the kindness of heaven and earth fulfilled her last wish.

postscript

A hundred years later.

Bai Ya was covered in blood, ran into Luofu Mountain, walked all the way up the mountain, and finally reached the top of the mountain, she saw a dilapidated wooden house under the old banyan tree

. There was a sudden movement in her heart, and there was an inexplicable familiar feeling.

The person who was chasing after her disappeared at some point. With some curiosity, White Fang walked into the yard surrounded by the wooden fence. Every step he took, he felt more familiar. He walked to the wooden house, and before he opened the door, a man's voice suddenly came from behind him:

"You're back."

Startled, White Fang turned around and saw a man dressed in white standing behind her at some point.

When the mountain wind blows, the leaves of the banyan tree hit each other and make a rustling sound, as if a spirit was hiding on it and laughing.

White Fang looked at him warily, but saw him smiling softly: "It's alright, I'll protect you."

The sun was shining brightly, and White Fang suddenly lost his mind. For some reason, he blurted out, "Okay, I'm back."

The author has something to say: At this point, the story of "Hundred Ghosts" has come to an end!

In the end, this story has only the ending, not the beginning and the process, because Ajiu just wants to give you a summary through this story. In the thirteen stories in the previous article, the men or girls in it all want to live or die for love. , but, in fact, love is not that important. There are many important things in life, and love is only one of them. Ah Jiu hereby appeals that the love in the novel is not the real love, it is reasonable to fall in love, and women must be self-confident!

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