Chapter 27: Micro-micro, Qinghu does not return 4

Month after month, year after year, no man in the village came back. The children who were nursing at the beginning could recite thousands of words, but they had never seen their father.

All the children with them have been remarried. Only she was still waiting. At first, she was at the door of the house, and then she simply went to the entrance of the village and stood on the small stone bridge outside the village.

Her father and mother advised her not to admit it and lived a good life while she was young. Her parents-in-law were not willing to delay her and asked her to go back to her mother's house, but she just refused. It was determined that her husband would not come, and some men without a wife in the village began to think about her. When they had nothing to do, they always went out of her window to sing some indecent songs, and stopped her on her way to the market. Her brother and sister said that she was so angry that she blushed and ran desperately to the village and spilled all the things she bought.

Her husband couldn't come back. Everyone said so. She said she didn't believe it, but she actually realized it earlier than anyone else. After countless midnight dreams, she seemed to see her husband coming back, still wearing her own sewn cotton-padded jacket, with blood on her face, without saying anything, looking at herself sadly. She always wakes up by shouting her husband's name.

If a person is not dead, how can he return to his soul?

She became more and more taciturn. Every day, in addition to doing work, she went to the village and waited for it rain or shine.

Finally, a word came back, saying that in order to keep the secret of the mausoleum, all the craftsmen who repaired the mausoleum were killed, and none of them stayed underground to accompany the emperor.

The women who have remarried rubbed their eyes and accepted this fact. They have a new home and a new support. Only she stood in front of the speaker in a slinze and didn't want to believe her ears.

He is still dead. He has been waiting for all these years in vain.

After that, she stopped waiting for her husband at the head of the village, but tied lanterns at home all day long. When it was dark, she was dense in the yard, and then changed into a wedding dress from a few years ago and stood by the door waiting. My parents-in-law tried to pull her back to her room to sleep several times, but they couldn't resist her and could only sigh and let her stay like this.

The villagers said that she was crazy. The men didn't want to ask a crazy daughter-in-law to come home, so no one would provoke her again. Finally, she didn't even have a chance to remarry.

The yard was full, and she put more lanterns on and took them to the entrance of the village. The purple light spread out from the door of her house and lit up all night.

Her husband didn't promise her anything, not even saying "Wait for me to come back".

So does it make sense for her to say "I'll wait for you to come back"?

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It has been many days since he stepped into the boundary of Yinzhou. The man still hasn't been able to find his home. Every time he sees his face as if he is confused, Wei Tanyi will feel discouraged and feel that he is doing a thankless thing.

"Ah, what the hell are you talking about?" It's rare to find that the wine in an inn can be swallowed. Han Ru shouted a big jar and asked with a big tongue when she was half drunk.

Wei Tanyi glanced at him and asked, "What do you think people are? What's the difference between people and ghosts?

Han Ruxu narrowed his eyes and looked around: "There is flesh and blood. If it is hot, it is a human being. Ghosts are cold." The whole body of the quenching was cold. At the beginning, she was dragged away by her, and later, when she handed over the tea, her hands were always like ice. He thought that this was probably the difference between ghosts and people. If there is no body, it will naturally be cold. Otherwise, both of them will float in the world, and the boundary between living and death will be blurred, which will produce a negative mood that is not as good as death.

After listening to his words, Wei Tanyi spread out his left hand for him.

"What do you do?"

"My hands are hot."

"Nonsense!" Han Ruxu scolded loudly, "You think you are a ghost!" Then he scolded.

Wei Tanyi wanted to laugh very much. In his eyes, he was not a ghost or a human. He was really flattered. The sight inadvertently fell on the wrist, and the red marks held by quenching during the Lantern Festival were still faintly visible. If it were a "person", even Miss Qianjin's hand would not be so delicate, and it would take more than a month to disappear.

"Well, Mr. Wei..." The man who had been squatting in the corner and saying nothing suddenly took the initiative to say, "Can you play that flute again?"

"Hmm?" Wei Tanyi was very surprised. Although it was close to the battlefield, his purpose of practicing Pingsha Luoyan was not to come here to hunt, but... "Okay." He readily agreed. Every time a man listens to the song, he seems to be able to recall something, which is also an unexpected gain.

Han Ruqi heard the sound of the flute in a daze. At first, he didn't care about it, but the more he heard it, the more he felt that something was blocked in his chest. He couldn't spit it out and melt it, which made his heart hurt. Thinking of the white bones he saw in Lingshi Mountain, he remembered that the master's wife was tortured to death. He thought that he was no longer Maybe revenge, tears slowly crawled out of his eyes, and I didn't notice it.

After playing the three chapters of Pingsha Luoyue in a row, Wei Tanyi sweated all over. As soon as he came out of the melody, he found that the two people in the room fell asleep and left, and the other was missing. No one can see him here. Let him go. It is already very close to Baolu Mountain, and it is justable that he is anxious.

Back to the table and put down the flute, Wei Tanyi was surprised to find that Han Ruxu fell asleep while crying. He couldn't help saying, "It's really a little snot." With that, he took out his handkerchief to wipe it for him.

Before the handkerchief touched the crying flower's face, it was heard a noise outside. It seemed that someone was shouting "Look, look" or something, and soon the whole inn was boiling.

Han Ruxu was awakened and asked, "What happened?" Suddenly, I felt something was wrong with my face, and I saw a handkerchief pulled over and wiped it.

"Oh no, it's not such a coincidence!" Wei Tanyi hurried to the window and poked his head out to look.

In the distance, there is a large area of purple light in the direction of Baolu Mountain, winding out two lines like the sky road, which are paving towards this side. It's too late..." He patted his forehead with regret.

Han Ruqi washed his face and ran over and said, "What's too late? - Wow, what is that?"

The corners of Wei Tanyi's mouth twitched helplessly and sighed, "You will know by yourself."

The purple light has been winding half a miles away from the inn before stopping. The two white ones are also shining with fluorescence. The flowers chase each other like butterflies and go to Baolu Mountain, and finally fly dust in the wind in a piece of purple light.

"That! So what is that? What is it..." Han Ruxu rubbed his eyes hard, but the purple light had dissipated, and there was nothing left in front of him. Only the cheers and comments of the guests of the inn were endless.

"Those purple ones are soul-challens. It seems that they have done a lot, and that person is very persistent. Otherwise, the phantom of the lamp should not have been awakened by the sound of the flute after more than a thousand years."

Han Ruxu stretched his neck and blinked in disbelief: "What's the white one?"

"That," Wei Tanyi's voice sounded a little empty. "That's the state when the wish is fulfilled and the soul is about to disappear. When the soul with a wish disappears, it is always so gorgeous.

"But why haven't I seen it before?"

Wei Tanyi smiled bitterly and whispered, "That's why it's too late."

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I wish readers a happy holiday, and I also wish readers GG' mothers a happy holiday (...)~~