Strange Tales of the Ghosts

A few days later, a luxuriously dressed woman suddenly came to Wuhua Mountain. The woman stood at the foot of Wuhua Mountain, looked at the woods in front of her, and shouted with warm eyes: "Yuanyang...Yuanyang..."

The old master was doing Qing meditation at this time. He was a little surprised when he heard someone calling this name. He hurriedly asked fellow practitioner Xiao Sen: "Brother Xiao Sen, did you hear anything?"

"There is no sound. Get rid of distracting thoughts and practice meditation." After finishing speaking, Komori closed his eyes.

The old master sighed, thinking that he was thinking too much, so he closed his eyes and prepared to continue practicing. At this time, the shouts got louder, several times in a row, and he could no longer calm down. He left Komori behind and arrived at the foot of Wuhua Mountain.

Years passed, and when they looked at each other, everything had changed. The woman in front of them had entered middle age, but the old master was still so young. The woman recognized the old master, and the old master also recognized the woman.

"Sister Woodcutter..."

"Yuanyang..."

The two looked at each other, but did not dare to get close. After a while, the old master asked: "Sister Qiao, how have you been doing these past few years?"

"Fortunately..." The woman turned her head away and did not look at the old master.

"It is said that…"

"I came back with my son, and he is now the county master."

"Really? Then does he have a wife? Where is Rulian, how is Rulian?" When the old master heard what the woodcutter said, he was naturally happy.

At this time, the woman suddenly looked at the old master and said anxiously: "Yuanyang, leave Wuhua Mountain as soon as possible."

"Why?"

"...Don't worry about it, it's important that you escape."

"Qiao Mei, what happened?" The old master saw Qiao Mei's nervous look, as if something big had happened.

The woman sighed and replied: "It's my fault. When I left here, I lied to my son that you were dead. Who would have thought that he still remembers it now? He just got the top prize and came here to be the county magistrate to find out your death." Because of your revenge, my son was reckless by nature and interrogated many people, but those people refused to acknowledge him, so he locked them up. I felt sorry for those people, so I had no choice but to tell him the truth. "

"So, Qingshan knows that I am a tree spirit?"

"Yeah." The woman nodded.

The old master felt happy for a moment, thinking that he didn't have to hide anything, that is, he could see his son, so he hurriedly said: "Then why didn't he come with you?"

"..." The woman looked at the old master and hesitated to speak.

"Sister Qiao, what's wrong? Could it be that something happened to Qingshan?"

The woman was so excited by the question that she pulled the old master and said, "Yuan Yang, let's go. If you don't leave, your son will come."

"What are these words..." The old master became more and more confused as he listened.

As a last resort, the woman told the reason. It turned out that when Mu Qingshan found out that his father was not dead and was a tree spirit, he was not only unhappy, but also very angry. He hated his father for leaving him alone for decades, and he also Unable to listen to his mother's advice, he threatened to set fire to Mount Wuhua and kill all the tree spirits.

This news shocked the old master. He did not expect such a result. The woman urged: "Yuanyang, let's go, go far."

"No..." The old master waved his hand and closed his eyes. This Wuhua Mountain is a country of thousands of trees. Where can he hide?

The woman still wanted to persuade the old master. At this time, a large number of officers and soldiers came up with torches. The old master saw that the officers and soldiers were still some distance away, so he turned around and prepared to go back and tell the tree spirits in the Land of Ten Thousand Trees to let them use it. Protect yourself with your own true energy.

After receiving the notice, the tree spirits all panicked. The pain of fire is what trees cannot bear the most. If ordinary trees are burned, they will only be left with a piece of scorched earth, and even the underground roots cannot be saved. Although they are tree spirits, they also have The nature of fear of fire.

"Old Master, Old Master, does it hurt to be burned?" A little tree spirit ran over and took the old master's hand and asked. This tree spirit was only three years old.

The old master was afraid of scaring the little tree spirit, so he comforted him: "Don't be afraid. When the fire comes, just use your true energy to protect yourself."

"Oh." The little tree spirit nodded.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, thinking that the officers and soldiers had set a fire, and a scorching heat came from another direction.

The fire was burning along the mountains. The raging fire was testing the existence of the country of ten thousand trees. The woman stood at the foot of the mountain and cried her heart out.

"It was me who harmed you, Yuan Yang..."

"Mom, it's obvious that he killed our mother and son." Mu Qingshan, wearing official uniform, pulled the woman aside. Watching the burning fire gave him a sense of pleasure. For more than ten or twenty years, he has been without a father. Taking care of them, mother and son were forced to live on the streets and suffered all kinds of humiliation. Such a fate was all given by the tree spirit. How could he not hate it.

Just when he was immersed in this sense of revenge, a woman wearing silk and satin jumped into the fire. The woman ran in the fire, causing the officers and soldiers to shout: "Second Miss!"

"Sister..." Mu Qingshan did not expect that his sister Mu Qinglian would follow, nor did he expect that Mu Qinglian would jump into the fire. He was dumbfounded.

At this time, the woman cried even louder. She took Mu Qingshan's hand and said, "Qingshan, stop, put out the fire quickly, Qinglian is inside!"

"I..." Mu Qingshan looked at the fire in front of him. He already felt powerless. Before going out, he calculated the wind in the sky. With this wind, he planned to burn down the entire Wuhua Mountain, so the fire could not be destroyed at all. It cannot be extinguished by humans.

All the tree spirits screamed in the fierce fire. The old master had true energy to protect his body, so he could feel the pain of the fire, let alone the little tree spirits... The fire did not stop burning for three days and three nights. When Emperor Chao heard that the county magistrate had set the fire, he was very angry. Before the fire was extinguished, he

Someone was sent to take Mu Qingshan into custody.

The officers and soldiers at the foot of Wuhua Mountain withdrew, and even Qiao Mei was taken away by the officers and soldiers. The government said that the emperor wanted to investigate the matter thoroughly, so they locked up Qiao Mei and Mu Qingshan separately.

The Land of Ten Thousand Trees has been tested in this fire. Although most of the tree spirits survived, they were seriously injured. Some of the little tree spirits were not spared. This made the old master very sad and ordered all the tree spirits to be killed. While the elites were treating the injured tree spirit, they also used their true energy to adjust their breathing.

At this time, the elders of the Land of Ten Thousand Trees seemed to have discovered something, so the old master was called by the elders.

"Old Master, do you have something to say to me?"

"Elder, what do you mean?" The old master glanced at the elder.

The elder closed his eyes and sighed: "Aren't you going to tell me who set the mountain on fire?"

"Elder..." The old master lowered his head and kept talking.

After hearing this, the elder shook his head: "It's all sin. You brought it on yourself. It's just your fault that this time it caused our clan to suffer. Think about it, how to make up for it."

"I understand, let's get started." The old master nodded. The elder was determined to protect him and did not intend to announce the old master's affairs to the clan. How could he not be grateful.