Poverty is just doing justice for the sky

Chapter 4

The two people on the branch were also stiff from the cold. After a while, the young monk bravely let go of the tree trunk, pulled the Taoist's sleeve sideways, and persuaded him earnestly: "Amitabha, Master said that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless and the end is the shore. Give it back to her, she won't make things difficult for you."

"Little idiot, figure out where you are from. We are humans and she is a ghost." The Taoist pinched his little nose angrily, and said angrily, "Besides, why did I steal moonlight water? Is it not to catch The ghost will straighten the way."

"...What, ghost? Which ghost?" The little monk didn't understand, his face full of confusion.

"The case of the Zhang family exterminating the family."

He came to his senses now, and said repeatedly: "Ah, Zhang Manor, I know, Master also asked me to come for Zhang Manor's affairs."

"Then why don't you talk to your female ghost sister about it, we are all our own people." Lin Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth with a smirk, and shifted his eyes to the female ghost: "Why should swords and soldiers fight each other? , right? Miss Ye."

The female ghost slowly raised her head when she heard the words, and finally looked at him squarely for the first time.

Lin Yuan didn't cover his face, and his appearance was very good, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, deep outline, sharp edges and corners, worthy of the word handsome.

The figure is tall and tall, and it also has the attitude of a jade tree facing the wind.

But his appearance obviously didn't match his glib manner.

After a while, the female ghost finally confirmed that he was not an acquaintance.

"No."

"Could it be that you have friendship with that ghost? Or are you worried that we'll take you in after we've dealt with him?" Lin Yuan smiled reassuringly and deserved a beating.

"Sweep the snow in front of the door." The female ghost didn't want to waste any more time, and the fingertip pinching technique wanted a quick solution.

"Wait a minute." He secretly calculated the time, looked at the sky calmly, shook his head and sighed: "The little idiot is still beside me, you froze me to death, can he still live?"

While speaking, there were only the last two talisman papers left on the tree trunk, the ice pattern was still crawling, and the thin frost flowers had spread to the branches as the vanguard.

The little monk was cold and sleepy, he hugged the tree trunk drowsily, his nose was red from the cold, when he heard this, he subconsciously said: "Master said that getting together and parting are all fate, and being able to die together is also fate."

Lin Yuan's face turned dark: "Who wants to have such a fate with you?"

"Master believes in the benefactor of the female ghost, and the little novice believes in the benefactor of the female ghost. Even if we are all dead, we will blame you for stealing." There was a three-point cry in the child's voice.

"Don't cry, even if my brother steals something, you don't need to be buried with him." Lin Yuan smiled casually, reached out to touch his little head, and pasted Zhang Juling Talisman on it by the way.

The spirit-gathering talisman is not very useful, but it is enough to absorb some spiritual energy to keep him from dying. To help him, the old monk sent his beloved little apprentice here, so he can't fold it here.

The Taoist took out a bottle of elixir, fed the little monk one, and touched his forehead again, the child fell into a coma, and then he swallowed all the pills in the bottle with his head up.

Hold on for a while, and the arsonist will come soon.

After doing this, he jumped off the tree carelessly, and walked up to her as if strolling in the garden. The female ghost keenly felt that something was different, but she couldn't tell where it was.

The white icy vapor rushed towards him like vines, but it couldn't freeze it.

"Using elixir to force it and have courage." The female ghost described the indifferent release method.

The last talisman paper on the tree happened to be damaged, the white ice stagnated, and the frost flowers slowly faded.

"Miss Ye, thanks for your mercy, you have been staying alive, otherwise the tree would not be able to hold on." The Taoist smiled gently and cupped his hands modestly.

"I didn't leave it for you."

The Taoist was happy: "Yes, it is reserved for the little fool. I deserve it for stealing things. But Miss Ye, have you ever thought that you don't want to borrow moonlight water, don't want me to take in that ghost, and want to live in peace with him? But is he willing to live in peace with you? One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers."

When he said the last sentence, his tone was no longer smiling.

"Everyone in the city knows that Ye's mansion is a haunted house, and Miss Ye lives there, but no one knows about the ghost. No wonder the whole city is rumored that you slaughtered the entire Zhang mansion."

"You have lived in simplicity for 31 years, and you are willing to take the blame for him?"

"I'm no longer in the mortal world, so I have nothing to do with right or wrong." The female ghost didn't care about it after hearing this, "As for the moonlight water, I gave it to you. What should I water the flowers with?"

Moonlight water is made by moonlight. It is not difficult at all. The difficulty is that the production process is cumbersome and extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive. It contains the aura of the sun and the moon. Naturally, the effect can not only force the system to stop, but also make it bloom when it is poured on flowers and plants. undefeated.

Lin Yuan thought about the flower forest, but was speechless for a while, and asked dryly: "So how many flowers and trees did you do for it?"

"Otherwise, what would I do while guarding the garden full of cycads?"

She answered it as a matter of course, as if the only flowers in the world were worthy of her care, but Lin Yuan felt a little headache.

"I heard that this garden is full of acacias, all of which were planted by Lingtang during his lifetime?" Thinking of the plan made tonight, his eyes flashed, and it was rare that he felt a little guilty.

The female ghost suddenly bent her lower lip very lightly, but there was no smile in her eyes like a cold star. Coupled with her frosty appearance, the curvature seemed closer to irony.

Lingtang is really a long-lost honorific title.

All of a sudden, her past memories were brought back, but these memories had already faded, and that regretful face had been reincarnated countless times.

It was a little old thing that she didn't want to tell outsiders, but she didn't know why, and she had an inexplicable desire to tell it quickly.

It's a bit strange, but she only blamed herself, and she just said it when she thought she might have been single for too long and wanted to talk to people.

"At the beginning, she thought they were really in love with each other, so she planted these trees, and hoped that her marriage would be as happy and happy as a silk tree."

"But she forgot that Hehuan also has a name called Kuqing."

Her eyes were light, and there was no wave in her eyes, as if she was not talking about her biological mother, but an irrelevant stranger.

The Taoist sighed, stretched out his hand to catch a falling flower, twirled it between his fingertips and sent it to the female ghost to teach her to take a closer look.

"Miss Ye loves these flowers so much, Tang would be very pleased if she knew it, but you have been entangled in the past for too long, it is not a good thing, you should let go of your obsession and go to rebirth."

"That's how you take what you take without giving it back, isn't it?" The female ghost's tone was flat, but her strike was fast and ruthless.

The Taoist didn't expect that she would be able to make a sudden attack in an ordinary way, and she was thrown against the wall when she was caught off guard, and half of the yard was covered in dust.

He sat up coughing and propping himself up, leaning against the wall and covering his stomach, his internal organs were dull and aching, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he finally took the medicine in advance, and the wound was only fatal.

He criticized her casually with a smile: "I don't talk about Wude, let's say hello anyway."

　I saw a little cutie who voted for me, thank you!New book, novice, new article, I don’t want to write the same thing, so there are many shortcomings, forgive me, I love all the little cuties who pulled me out of the corners, more than my heart.

　　


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