Second-generation ancestor

"Answer what you want? Who is it?" Bai Hao asked again.

Song Dongyang hurried into the room and said, "The owner of the ghost realm, we have to find that person quickly!" After that, Bai Hao followed Song Dongyang and squeezed into the crowd, wanting to see what happened?When he got close to him, he saw that the groom had already vomited black blood, Song Dongyang said: "It's poisoning."

Bai Hao said: "I can't leave him alone, I'll try to help him expel the poison!" He held up the groom's hand, palms facing each other, so that pure internal force healed the man.

I saw the bride took off her hijab, her face was white and her lips were red, and a bloody scar on her face was very eye-catching. Her eyes were full of tears, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Bai Hao retracted his palm, Song Dongyang asked, "How?"

"I won't be able to die for a while, but..."

Song Dongyang said: "Don't blame yourself, what you and I see are all illusions, no matter what we do, the ending will not change."

The bridegroom held his breath: "Cheng...Pair...your face...why..."

"Hahahaha... why am I? Why do you say?" There was silence in the hall, and everyone was silent, "Yu Heng, you and I are childhood sweethearts, and we have been together for ten years. I thought it would last forever. It’s even thinner than paper, and it will break when you blow it! So, I want to make you regret it, make you feel uneasy, and make you remember that you blamed me until you die! It’s a pity that I still don’t know who that person is, if I know , let her accompany you to this Asura Hell."

Song Dongyang looked around carefully, and said, "It must be because someone's last wish has not been fulfilled, and this illusion is created."

Bai Hao said: "I will never forget this scene until I die. I'm afraid there are too many regrets. How can we judge?"

"We must find that person first." Song Dongyang glanced around, and everyone rushed forward to look around. When their eyes fell, they saw a girl bowing her head. Song Dongyang dragged her out of the crowd, wearing a purple satin gauze dress , the girl raised her head, her face was already full of tears.

Cheng Shuang's tone was miserable: "Why? Why you? Zhan'er, tell me?"

The purple-clothed girl fell to her knees with a "plop": "Sister! I will never be with him. Since he chooses to marry you, he wants to live a good life."

"Lied to me? You lied to me again..." Cheng Shuang paused every word, "This marriage is the biggest lie!" After finishing speaking, he turned to look at the man on the ground: "Is that right?"

The people on the ground are dying: "It's none of it...it's none of Zhan'er's business, it's my fault...she doesn't understand anything."

"Do you still want to protect him now?" After finishing speaking, the woman pulled out the dagger from her sleeve, and walked towards the girl kneeling on the ground step by step, "I can't love him, I can't break it, I can't let him go. It's just... why you, why can I hurt you?" People, but they are all the closest people?"

"Sister!" The girl kowtowed, "It's Zhaner's fault!"

Who is this person?Is it a pair?Is it a girl?Or... Song Dongyang couldn't figure it out.

The dagger fell, and a white figure hurried forward, knocking down the dagger in the woman's hand with one palm.The purple-clothed girl landed on her knees, climbed two steps forward, embraced the couple, buried her head in the woman's waist, and cried like a child.

The woman's hand was suspended in the air, first clenched, then loosened, and then placed on the purple-clothed girl's head.

The girl raised her head, her face was full of tears, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, but she was smiling.Life and life, death is endless, a ray of dead souls creates dreams countless times and wanders after death, just to ask for forgiveness, just to hear you call me "Zhan'er" again.

The movement stopped suddenly, the crowd gradually became transparent and dispersed, and a faint yellow halo rose again where the darkness fell.Bai Hao and Song Dongyang both opened their eyes, and they returned to the room just now.

"This time it should be real." Song Dongyang touched himself, and seized the opportunity to pinch Bai Hao.

"Ah..." Bai Hao exhaled in pain, "What are you doing!"

"Let's see if it's an illusion. This dream is one after another, and it's endless." After a pause, he continued to ask, "How do you know who the owner of the ghost realm is?"

Bai Hao sighed: "The three people in the play, no matter who they are, can only ask for two words - 'home security'." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the faintly glowing yellow lamp, "The problem is this lamp. What's so strange, the old lady just now had a wrinkled face, but when she handed me the lamp, her hand was like a girl's. So, I think this lamp should be where you said that the ghost world and the human world connect."

The sky is getting brighter, and the night is about to fall.

The two left the room and pushed open the door of the next room.The room was very empty, and only a coffin was placed in the middle. Song Dongyang took out a fire pocket, lit the candles in the room, and inspected the coffin. Inside the coffin lay a young girl with a ruddy complexion and a red wedding dress. Looking carefully, it was night girl in purple.When I got closer, I saw clearly that there was an altar table in the curtain of the room, and there were five spirit tablets on the table.

"My father, my mother, my sister, and...brother-in-law."

"Chengshuang probably didn't forgive her in the end, so she used her body to practice witchcraft, just to live in that ghost world day and night, remembering, and feeling guilty." Song Dongyang said.

"It's not all guilt. I'm afraid that once the dream is over, she will lose them forever. I think the next few rooms should be her family."

"You mean, are they ghosts?" Song Dongyang asked.

"Souls are nothing more than human thoughts in the final analysis, but ghost cities can turn thoughts into real objects. People think ghosts are ghosts, but ghosts think people are ghosts."

Song Dongyang patted Bai Hao's shoulder with a fan, and said, "I'm still in the mood to read a few words after tossing all night. If you don't hurry up and get on the road, you'll have to be with ghosts again tonight."

Bai Hao looked at Song Dongyang's handsome back and said, "I warn you, don't touch me with any part again."

The two walked a few steps, and when they turned around, the small courtyard had disappeared, submerged in the twilight of the morning.

The afternoon sun was very dazzling, and Song Dongyang made the little red horse drowsy. He was originally a person who couldn't rest for a moment, but the people in the company were too boring.

Song Dongyang tugged on the rein, and quickly walked forward: "Brother Bai. You really gave yourself to that old woman Ye Wuxin for the sake of those children." In Song Dongyang's world, he really couldn't understand, Someone would risk their life for someone else who had nothing to do with it.

Bai Hao led the horse and walked forward all the way: "It's not just those few children, public order and good customs, but please feel at ease."

Song Dongyang said: "Public morality is a question of people's hearts. You have a clear conscience. What does it matter to others?"

Bai Hao turned his head and glanced at Song Dongyang: "So there are some things you can do, but I can't. Everyone has a different bottom line."

After hearing this, Song Dongyang felt empty in his heart, and said stubbornly: "One life is only a few dozen years, why bother to set so many rules for yourself, just be a person as you like, sometimes, being clear is a burden, what do you think? Brother."

After finishing speaking, a whip was whipped on Bai Hao's horse's buttocks, the white horse panted in pain, raised its hoof, and jumped out.

Song Dongyang immediately became interested, opened the folding fan and said, "That's it, you can leave if you want, wouldn't it be fun!"

"Get out!" Bai Hao expressed his inner opinion with the first dirty words in his life.

When the sun was about to set, the two led their horses into the city.Song Dongyang looked up, and there were two characters engraved on the top of the city, capital city.

As soon as you enter the city, you will find the main road, where there are row upon row of merchants and hawkers selling everything from food to expenses.The two of them were on the road during the day, and the road was full of dry food and steamed buns. They were already hungry. Song Dongyang looked left and right, dazzled.

As Bai Hao walked all the way, he couldn't help but look at the places where his eyes paused for a while.There are male and female hawkers, and the whole street is almost the same as the bustling place in Qingcheng, but everything is indescribably awkward.

After walking two more steps, you will see a place surrounded by mist on the side of the street. When you get closer, you can see the red plaque and white characters, with the three big characters "Chongshan Temple" written on it. Pedestrians come and go at the gate of the temple, but it is a place full of fireworks.

Song Dongyang pinched a bunch of candied haws, grabbed a young man from the street and asked, "Where is the most prosperous restaurant in your city?"

The little brother pointed to the direction of entering the city and said: "Master... as soon as he enters the city, it is called Mingxinju."

Song Dongyang proudly said, "Let's go! I invite you to eat well!" Bai Hao didn't pay much attention to food, and he didn't speak a word, so he followed Song Dongyang back.

After a full meal, Song Dongyang felt that he had gained some strength. He slapped the table and shouted: "Xiao Er, serve tea."

"Okay!" The store waiter wiped his hands with the rag on his waist, and hurried over with a teapot and two new teacups, and refilled tea for the two of them.

Song Dongyang took a sip and said, "What kind of tea is this? It's astringent and bitter, but after swallowing it, it feels slightly sweet and refreshing."

Xiaoer said: "This is not tea, we call it soup here, it is a special feature of this city."

"Soup?" Song Dongyang smiled and took another sip, "It's really good."

Bai Hao took a sip carefully, and said, "The incense in the temple on the other side of the street seems to be very strong?"

"My uncle doesn't know something. In our city, there is a temple in ten steps, and a temple in a hundred steps. Everyone loves incense and prays. Not everyone understands the gods and Buddhas offered, but my mother said that burning incense and worshiping Buddha If you pray a lot, you will be blessed by God!"

"Xiao Er, come over and get some tea!" A boy in blue clothes shouted at the next table, six or seven people at the table were drinking wine and eating vegetables, it was so lively!There was also a little boy in yellow clothes under the table, hugging the leg of the boy in blue clothes, giggling.

"Come on!" After Xiao Er finished answering, he walked towards the next table, but was deliberately tripped by the little boy under the table. Xiao Er bent down to look under the table. Curling his lips, he straightened his waist and continued to pour water for the people on the table.

Song Dongyang smiled, what a naughty child.Then he turned his head and looked out the window, the light gradually receded and darkness began to envelop.The two asked Xiaoer about the location of the inn, led the horse and walked forward slowly, and the shops lit up the lights.

"Brother Bai, where do you think this ghost city is? After entering the city, it is too quiet and peaceful. It doesn't look like a ghost at all. Do you want to continue going east tomorrow..." Before the words finished, people around me stopped The footsteps, I don't know when it started, there are only the sounds of people and horses around.

"Look up, look at the plaque."

Song Dongyang saw that it was still the city wall and gate in the afternoon, but in the gap between the two words, there were two more words: Fengdu ghost city.