Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 15: One less person inserting cornus all over

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On the roof of the house somewhere deep in the alley, the green locust tree, which disappeared as soon as he entered the house, was sitting on the roof, looking at the pavilion in the distance, and smiled slightly.

Beside her, there was a woman wearing a sarong with a pale face but a calm look. She was still holding an oil paper umbrella during the day, and she was sitting under the umbrella. She was sitting Beside Qing Huai, she sat with the girl in Tsing Yi on the roof.

After Qing Huai yelled an idiot, the woman originally named He Hua showed a light smile. At this moment, seeing Qing Huai yelling an idiot and still had no plans to leave, she asked with some confusion. : "Girl Qinghuai, why don't you help him?"

Qinghuai's expression is flat, "Always let him see the sinister place of this mountain and river, or else people who come out of such a small place will not be eaten and wiped out if they go outside? "

Hehua covered her mouth and chuckled, thinking of Miss Qinghuai that you don't look too big, and how you talk is always old-fashioned.

Qinghuai turned his head to look at Hehua, and asked puzzledly: "Why were you so sure when you made the bet?"

"Because I really can’t think of other possible outcomes. Huang Jin and I grew up together. When I got married, I knew he would come to me. I will not dislike me just because I have become a ghost now, but I will definitely not delay him anymore." Speaking of Huang Jin, Hehua's eyes were gentle.

"In fact, Sister Lychee is not a bad person. If she hadn't been hurt too deeply and resented too much, she could have gone to reincarnation, but now she can't get out of this house, and she can't give birth. It's actually very pitiful. ."

Qinghuai asked: "She killed you, don't you blame her?"

Hehua shook his head, looking calm.

Qinghuai was silent. She didn't really understand the love between men and women. In the demon land, she had never seen her father caring too much about her mother. When her mother occasionally mentioned her father, she also didn't know much about the love between men and women. I’ve never been so gentle before. My father is a well-known figure in the demon land. Although my mother is not like my father, with such a big name, she is actually not an ordinary person. When I left home this time, my father knew I didn’t stop the matter. I just asked a few words. It’s a mother. Although there are some worries in the eyebrows, I don’t say too much. If I think about it, maybe only this kind of ordinary people always put the word love. Can't let it down?

Qinghuai suddenly said: "I just promised that guy's master to take him to the border between Yanling and Dayu, plus he saved my life, otherwise, I would never look at him. "

Hehua doesn’t know where Yanling is. As for Dayu, he doesn’t even know. People from a small country like her have never been to the capital in this life. How can they know that there are more in the mountains and rivers? It was a vast place, so she never responded to Qinghuai's words, just thinking that Qinghuai must have different opinions in her heart.

The monsters and ghosts on this roof had some thoughts in their hearts, but they didn't speak.

The woman in the sarong stood up suddenly and said softly: "Girl Qinghuai, I'll leave later, don't tell him."

Qinghuai nodded and asked: "Don't look at him anymore?"

The woman in the sarong shook her head with a clean smile.

Qinghuai didn’t say much any more, just stood up, stepped off the roof, and came to the rockery outside the pavilion, watching Li Fuyao panting and the girl ghost in red standing still looking around. .

Li Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief when Qinghuai in Tsing Yi came to the field. His mood at this time was not about the joy of the rest of his life, but the peace of mind to see Qinghuai.

Qinghuai stood on the rockery and looked at Li Fuyao and asked: "How about it, after I save you this time, will it be evened?"

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly.

Qinghuai knows that some things are really even if they are even.

The female ghost in red now looks at this obviously unusual girl with a little jealousy in her eyes, but she is not in a hurry to make a move. She raises her head and looks at Qinghuai with an indifferent expression.

Qinghuai said calmly: "I don't like people looking at me that way."

When the voice fell, Qinghuai stretched out his hand slightly, and a wisp of air floated out of the sleeve of his shirt, and it quickly turned into a green silk thread. In the blink of an eye, it was like a rope to bind the red-robed ghost.

Qinghuai walked down the rockery, did not go to see her, just walked and said: "Lonely souls and wild ghosts."

The ghost in red has a hideous face and is constantly struggling, but no matter how hard she struggles, she can't get rid of the seemingly slender green thread.

Qinghuai came to Li Fuyao, glanced at the mouth of his broken tiger, and said softly: "I want you to see the sinister mountains and rivers, by the way, teach you something for Chen Sheng, do you blame me?"

Li Fuyao grinned and smiled dryly: "Where can I blame you."

Qinghuai nodded, "Very well, if you blame me, I will definitely beat you into a pig head today."

Li Fuyao was stunned.

Qinghuai looked at Huang Jin, "You know she is not her, so I killed her, do you have any comments?"

Huang Jin was slightly lost, but after a while, he returned to his mind and asked: "Where is Hewa?"

Qinghuai said calmly: "I have already reborn, this female ghost was mistaken by the people in this house that she had an affair with outsiders, so she threw her into the well and drowned in it, but her resentment persisted, so The soul persists and becomes a wild ghost, revenges this family, and all the people in the house die. Although she has nothing to do with this matter, she is also implicated and died. Not everyone can become a ghost after death, so She has already gone to reincarnation, you won't see her anymore."

This scholar who has read books for half his life sighed and looked very frustrated. He asked in a low voice, "Can you let me see her again?"

Qinghuai did not speak, expressing acquiescence.

Huang Jin wiped his face and wanted to look at the female ghost in red again, only to find that the female ghost's face had already become another face. Although they were all women, it was a world of difference.

Huang Jin lowered his head and smiled, "It's okay."

Qinghuai turned her head, looked at the hideous red-clothed ghost, calmly said: "You are bound in this house, you can't walk, and you can't be in other climates. I'm not a good person, so I will let you in the end. Choose again, do you end or continue to stay here alone?"

The hideous color on the face of the lady in red is no longer, and it has returned to plain.

She smiled sadly, "Master Immortal can really end my pain?"

Qinghuai nodded gently.

The ghost in red was silent for a moment, and finally whispered: "Master, let's do it."

The green locust finger is slightly flexed.

The green silk thread on the woman in red began to wander away, and the woman in red looked extremely indifferent. Huang staggered two steps before coming to the woman in red and asked unwillingly: "He Hua is really gone?"

The ghost in red asked doubtfully: "Do you really think about her?"

Huang Jin nodded fiercely.

The body of the female ghost in red has gradually dissipated, but she lowered her head and muttered, "Is there really a good man in this world?"

After saying this, the ghost in red has disappeared without a trace.

Huang Jin stretched out his hand, and then quickly took it back, he murmured: "You're not her."

Qinghuai turned calmly and said only one word, "Go."

Li Fuyao put away the hatchet, threw it to Huang Jin, rubbed his chest, and followed Qinghuai to the outside.

Huang Jin was left alone and stood there.

The scholar who was so bold enough to lift a knife to grab his relatives suddenly burst into tears and burst into tears.

He didn't cry in front of Qinghuai, nor did he cry in front of Li Fuyao, but when there was no one, Huang Jin's tears could no longer stop. He allowed the tears to slide across his face without wiping. Just stand still in place.

Soon there was only a soft whimper from a scholar in this house.

In the distance, where Huang Jin was destined to be invisible, Li Fuyao and Qinghuai stood in the distance looking at Huang Jin. Li Fuyao asked: "The woman named Hehua should still be there?"

Qinghuai turned his head and glanced at Li Fuyao.

Li Fu waved his hand, "It's just that the woman's death must be real."

Qinghuai sneered: "I didn't think you were stupid at all."

"If you hadn't met the woman, how else would you know so much."

Li Fuyao said such a sentence as an explanation.

Qinghuai suddenly asked: "Li Fuyao, you said, is this obsession between men and women good or bad?"

"How do you say?" Li Fu shook his eyebrows.

"Naturally it is a matter of practice." Qinghuai took it for granted.

Li Fuyao said uncertainly: "Chen Sheng didn't say that this love matter affects spiritual practice."

Qinghuai sneered: "Your cheap master doesn't care."

Li Fuyao didn't answer the call, but just looked at the distance. A woman with an umbrella was looking at Huang Jin from a distance.

Li Fu shook his lips, "This is the woman."

Qinghuai didn't talk, just looked at the woman.

The woman holding the umbrella looked at Huang Jin from a distance, silently crying.

After a long time, the woman stretched out her hand from under the umbrella, but it was a pity that the hand stretched out under the umbrella, and it seemed to be burned by something, and white smoke began to appear.

The woman didn't seem to know it, but instead threw the umbrella away and made a hug gesture, but she still didn't take a step forward.

It can be seen to the naked eye that the woman's body has gradually turned into white smoke.

Huang Jin still stood there, without looking back.

When the woman's body had completely dissipated, Huang Jinfu reached his mind and turned his head suddenly, but behind him was empty, apart from an umbrella, there was nothing else.

Huang Jin walked over and picked up the umbrella.

Place it in your arms.

This umbrella is clearly what he gave out.

He began to look around.

I still haven't seen anything.

Finally, Huang Jin said in a low voice: "You are afraid of my sadness, so you won't come to see me the last time?"

No one answered him, but he nodded.

He stood by the umbrella, opened his hand, as if trying to hold someone in his arms.

And that location happened to be where the woman stood before.

For no reason, Li Fuyao remembered a half-line of the verses of his former sage, "Every time I insert the cornel, one less person."

Obviously, he knew that the verse was the homesick verse of the former wise man, but he didn't know why, but he just felt it was very suitable.