Imperial Uncle

One

I stayed in a shadowy horned owl and was sad.

I want to make a generation of emperors, the dignified true emperor Taizong, although he has only been a day ... Why is it so hard?

I am bitter when I am a human, and still bitter when I am a ghost.

There was a drizzle in the sky, just like my mood at this time.

The power of that bowl of peach water was so great that I almost lost my spirit. With an unwilling resentment, I survived and crashed into this small courtyard.

This is a derelict mansion, rushed and killed in the middle, and there is a locust tree and a well in the courtyard. It is really a faint and shady mansion. If it were not for the weak air, it could have been a blessing for this grudge. However, if it was not for the weak atmosphere, I would not be able to stay here.

I understand that the world of ghosts is equally strong. I am now physically disabled, and I do n’t know what will happen if I meet a fierce soul.

Beyond my soul trauma, I am even more heartbroken. Which point is not as good as that grimy Jingweiyi? But Si Fei wanted to rush me ... I don't believe in love anymore.

I stayed in the deepest corner of the broken house. The weather was hot and the yang was still uncomfortable. I actually missed the sky prison, at least there was always shady.

At night, I began to move weakly, looking for anything in this house that I could absorb, and I needed some nourishment.

I lay on the edge of the well under the big locust tree and took a bit of yin. It felt a lot better, but, somehow, from the moment I got out of the house, I felt that something was behind me.

Although I have no body, I have some faint coolness. Maybe there isn't only one ghost in this yard.

I left the well and drifted intentionally there. The feeling was far and near, always behind me.

Does it want to swallow me, make me gas, or ...

I walked around the door and suddenly turned around suddenly, seeing a little gloom drifting behind the pillars.

Ok? Doesn't look better than me. I got closer and said calmly, "Come out, I see you."

There was no movement behind the pillar. I floated over and saw a little light clinging tightly to the pillar. The light was extremely weak and seemed to go out soon.

It's a little ghost, and it's the kind of ghost that is so weak that it can't maintain its shape before its death.

I was relieved and asked it, "Do you understand what I say?"

The little ghost moved, indicating that it understood.

I asked again, "Are you a human or an animal?"

It moved again and drew personal words in the air.

At this point, the soul is miserable. Needless to say, it must be a person who is almost as hard as He, perhaps even more hard than He.

I asked again, "Are you male or female? Are you old or young when you die? Are you the old owner of this house? Why do you become a ghost?"

It didn't move, hovering quietly in front of me, maybe there were too many questions for me to answer.

I don't know why. I saw a ghost worse than me. I feel better. I sighed and said, "Well, you and I are both ghosts of the end of the world. I won't catch you for nourishing."

A gust of night wind blew, and a faint sound of suonas passed, my spirits refreshed. Someone did the funeral? Then maybe we can pick a little residual soup to eat.

I drifted in the direction of the sound of banging, and when I looked back, the lingering soul followed behind me, floating quietly away from me.

There was some sympathy in my heart. No matter who he was, he must be a people of his dynasty before he died. He had no chance to give them grace during his lifetime, and he could n’t leave it like a ghost.

I said to it, "Come here."

The ghostly light of the little ghost was bright, and it floated down, lingering against my shoulder.

Floating out of the mansion, I glanced back at the door. A door plaque lying on the side of the door had become two halves. Under the spider web and dust, there were two big characters—Meng Zhai.

two

The funeral deceased was an old lady who was very amiable. My little soul and I could n’t grab those strong souls, so I could only stay in the corner and wait for them to finish. The boundaries for her enjoyment, she smiled and said to us, "Let's eat."

I couldn't care less about decentness at the moment, and gorged on a meal.

The little ghost didn't eat it at first, and I yanked something towards it, indicating that I was enough, and it just swallowed up.

The old lady looked aside, "Oh, are you brothers? My brother knows it's good to let my brother."

I froze and said, "Of course not, we just met."

The old lady was very sympathetic to our situation and asked, "Why aren't you two little babies born and have no home?"

Actually, I am more than her. Of course I ca n’t admit my identity. It ’s too shameful. I said vaguely, “It ’s hard to say.”

"Well, it's not easy to be young and light. If you have a chance, go find a good person to reincarnate."

I also think that the problem is that I don't accept ghost land like this. I said rudely, "I am a hanged ghost, and it is not easy to give birth."

The old lady was stunned: "How come? At a young age, why can't you think?"

I said helplessly, "I can't help myself."

The old lady wondered: "Are you ... children of the Meng family?"

Immediately, I glanced sharply at the little ghost next to me, shaking my head and saying, "No, but I live in that house, and I'm very angry."

The old lady said, "Well, the house is definitely overcast. The former ancestor was an official, offended, and was returned to get revenge. Overnight, all the doors were killed. This is something that happened years ago. The murderer later seized it, and the family died, too. There were other relatives in his family, but he never dared to move the house, leaving it alone.

The little ghost posted quietly next to me, the soul's light was dim.

The old lady's hour is coming, and the ghost who took her is here soon. We say goodbye to her.

She gave us a lot of her sacrifices, and she said to me, "I heard that the hanged ghost, as long as you can find the rope you used to hang, burn it, and eliminate the grievance in your heart, you will be born. It's not easy to float in the world, rebirth earlier. "

Back in Meng Zhai, I wanted to take a break, but I couldn't calm down.

I no longer have resentment in my heart. If I can only blame you for my bad life, otherwise, how can you be a ghost, and you won't get the thoughts.

The hanging rope should have been lost and rotten, but my soul still couldn't go to the prefecture. It can be seen that the rumors were unbelievable.

The little ghost lay beside me quietly, and when I saw it, my heart was balanced. I touched it and asked, "Are you the innocent soul of the Meng family who has not been reborn?"

It didn't move, I said, "No matter who you are, you will follow me in the future. Do a good job, maybe you have a chance to give birth."

The light of the little ghost faintly lit up, clinging to my chest.

I was lying in the corner of the house with it, and my heart slowly calmed down. I think back to that year, if I was not born in the emperor's house, maybe I and Amao were good brothers all my life.

When he was very young, he stuck to me like this little ghost.

When I was younger, I was stronger than Grandma and gave birth before him. He picked his mouth from a young age, he was skinny, he always loved sickness, and he loved to eat everything. He was a lot older than him. The father always liked me and did n’t see him much. He was always sullen and liked someone Staying inside. I called him before he went out to play and didn't play with others.

I am an elder brother. When I cover him, I will share with him what my father has given me. We eat at the same table and sleep together. But when he got older, he became more and more cheerful. He liked horseback archery and hunting. I became more and more lazy. I liked to do some calligraphy and painting. I was too lazy to practice martial arts.

Later, when I was older, I officially became a prince and entered the East Palace. He didn't come to me much. I didn't want to have a gap between my brothers, so I often called him over and went to his side.

There is a pavilion in the East Palace, which is placed on the pool. In the summer, I often play chess with Grandma, and the glazed tripod on the side slaps the Tibetan tribute melon with ice. When I'm tired, I sleep on the couch. I really think our brothers are still as good as before.

Alas, I feel bitter when I look back.

The little ghost moved and ate the offering, and its soul shone a lot. I chatted with him: "Did you have brothers or sisters before you died?"

It is still unable to speak.

I joked with it: "I don't know if you were a man or a woman before you died. If you were a woman, if you weren't a ghost, you would marry me."

It doesn't move, it looks like a man.

three

After regaining some spirits, I went to Celery Lane and looked at it while thinking about it late at night.

Although Si hadn't slept yet, he had lost a lot of weight, his face was shaky, and he ordered incense paper in the courtyard, and there were many snacks on the table, which should be all for me.

I'm relieved.

I blew the paper money and flew up and down, I wonder if he understood that I was coming.

He whispered, "Zishu, if you are still alive, come back early."

My heart was in pain, after all, he just sympathized with me.

I silently took the pile of sacrifices and left. After I planned to keep my spirits up, I thought about it and continued with him. It seems that this is not necessary.

These offerings were much better than the old lady's, but I couldn't swallow them.

The little ghost hovered silently beside me, he might wonder why I did n’t eat, so I told him sadly: "The person I went to see just now is the one I like."

The little ghost shook violently, and for the first time behaved fiercely. I said, "I know, this is called a broken sleeve. Actually, I am not a broken sleeve. Before I died, I liked women, but after I was a ghost, I accidentally fell in love with him."

The light of the little ghost flashed quickly, and I patted it: "But, he didn't like me, I wanted to take the body of the person he liked, and I didn't succeed, hey--"

I omitted the name and identity of what I was trying to take away from She Jingweiyi, and said roughly.

The light of the little ghost flickers, and I appease it again: "It doesn't matter, I like him, it's just an accident. I'm not the kind of broken sleeve who sees a man, so even if you are a man, don't be afraid . "

The little ghost made a circle in the air and stuck it on my shoulder.

I said happily, "You're better without me."

Think back to the time before I was born, how much I liked a woman.

I heard that Taifu Liu's granddaughter was going to be a puppet queen, but unfortunately I never saw her.

When I was a prince, there was a palace lady who met my eyes. She was very beautiful, she had a slim waist, and she danced beautifully.

I've been lucky to her a few times. Later, Grandma said she liked her, and she seemed to like Grandma more, so I gave it to him. After the delivery, it was inexplicably not taste. That night was a bit faint. Come to think of it, I still like her somewhat.

At that time, I was surrounded by amazing people. Because of this, I like a good temper ...

Alas, before I knew it, I thought about it again, thinking of my sad human-ghost feeling, and my heart was aching. The little ghost touched my face lightly, I touched its head, and returned to Meng's house with it.

four

When I first entered Meng's house, a gust of wind was blowing, and a cloud of white mist came over, shouting fiercely: "Dare to occupy my house, this time I will never spare you!"

I was holding my breath for a while. It was another ghost, also a 15- or 16-year-old boy, with a hair on his head. If the facial features were not so distorted, he should be quite handsome and exude a vicious spirit.

The little ghost jumped in front of me, hovering, and twitched with him instantly.

The little ghost had no shape, but it was unexpectedly brave, and kept bumping, and actually bumped the young ghost back and forth, but the light on it was getting darker and darker, and I was a little worried, while he hit the young boy Get a puppet, grab it quickly, share it with me, and ask the boy, "You said I took your house, who are you?"

The teenager snorted with a grudge: "It's so fake to be a ghost. Of course, my last name is Meng. This is my family. You let it come over to occupy it. You almost beat me up, even come to ask who I am?"

I understand that this boy is the innocent soul left by the Meng family here. The little ghost does not have the surname of Meng, but just beats him away and takes up the house.

This can explain why the little ghost has no shape, I am afraid that it was too much damage when robbing the site with this boy.

I helplessly patted his head, I did not expect you to be a combative ghost.

The teenager has no fighting power, and instead uses a verbal attack: "You guys! They are disgusting! They are so shameless when they die!"

I was so angry that no one dared to do such a bad job in front of me from being a man to being a ghost for so many years.

"I just met him, don't talk nonsense."

The boy shook his lips: "You two are dead together, and you ca n’t even admit that you are a couple, coward! Coward! Hypocrite!"

The little ghost twirled fiercely in my hand, and I was burning in anger: "A grass-roots man, babbling, still blindfolded, no wonder he was chopped alive. You ca n’t even tell the old and new ghosts? Which eye You see me and it's mad? "

My love for Ran Si is unique.

The boy hummed, "The souls of your two are connected, except for the death method where the bones are together, it is impossible ..."

He looked at me, his eyes straightened, "I see, you are so vicious! You are so shameless! He is dead for you, and you still use him as a furnace tripod!"

The little ghost slammed out of my hand and bumped into his face.

The young man hid and shouted, "Wake up, this kind of beastly brother, you help him ... 唔 ..."

The boy was hit by the old tree, and I stepped forward, grabbed the little ghost, and calmly asked, "Who are you?"