My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 87 The Story in the Attic

  Snowflakes are falling slowly.

  Luo Qingzhou eavesdropped outside the attic for a while, felt a little bored, and continued to float upwards, landing on the cornice on the top of the attic.

  Just as he was about to look at the scenery outside Mo City, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and suddenly turned his head to look.

  Beside another cornice carved in the shape of a mandarin duck, there was a figure standing silently!

  The whole body is wrapped in moon-white light.

  The night wind blew, and a few strands of black hair flew out from the halo.

  The figure is hazy, like a dream.

   It was the spirit that I met last night!

  Luo Qingzhou was startled, he didn't dare to stay, he hurriedly floated up, ready to leave.

  At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

   Behind him, a round bead in the middle of the top of the attic suddenly shot out a red glow!

  The red glow instantly enveloped his entire soul!

  He suddenly felt a shock all over his body and was frozen in place.

  At the same time, a terrifying coercion came, and his soul began to tremble violently.

   A sharp pain suddenly hit!

  Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a tearing pain all over his body. When he looked down, cracks appeared in his entire soul and began to shatter!

  The mask on his face was shining with light.

  It seems to be fighting against that red glow.

  But Luo Qingzhou felt more and more pain, and his whole body began to be torn apart.

  A breath of death instantly enveloped his entire soul!

   It's over, is he going to die?

At this moment of despair, he suddenly saw the moon-white figure sitting on the other cornice, raised his wrist, and a moon-white handkerchief flew out, and just landed on the red bead on the top of the attic behind him. The orb covered it.

   "Shua!"

  The terrifying red light disappeared without a trace in an instant.

  Luo Qingzhou lightened up and sat down on the roof behind him, trembling all over, with lingering fear in his heart.

  The cracks on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a while, then Fang turned his head to look at the red bead covered by the handkerchief behind him.

  The ball was as big as a pigeon egg, but its power was so terrifying!

  In just a short moment, he almost died on the spot!

  Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a while again, Fang came back to his senses, got up quickly, floated in front of the moon-white figure, bowed and cupped his hands to that figure: "Thank you senior for saving me, otherwise I would have lost my soul just now."

  The moon-white figure stood on the eaves, with his back facing him, hazy and unable to see clearly, as if he was looking at the distant scenery, and did not respond to the words.

  Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to interrupt, thanked him again, and prepared to leave.

   This place is horrible.

  The red round bead inlaid on the top of the attic is probably specially used to restrain ghosts.

   A low-level spirit like him, who has just emerged from his body, naturally cannot resist it.

  Just as he was about to leave, the Yuebai figure suddenly said, "Why do you cultivate your soul? Is it for longevity?"

  The voice is cold, close at hand, but like the sky.

   is a woman.

  Luo Qingzhou knows that the sound of the soul is completely different from the sound of the physical body.

  His current voice is also a little light and ethereal.

  He stopped in his tracks, cupped his hands and said, "I'm cultivating the soul. At first, I was just curious and accidentally got out of my body. As for now, I didn't think so much, I just wanted to get stronger quickly."

  He knew that he was also wrapped in fluorescent light and wearing a mask, so the other party should not be able to see him clearly.

  Yuebai figure listened, but did not speak again.

  Luo Qingzhou waited for a while, and said respectfully: "Senior, do you cultivate the soul for longevity?"

  It is recorded in that book that when the soul is cultivated to a certain level, it can be reincarnated infinitely, and in the end it can even be immortal and obtain eternal life.

  Yuebai's figure was silent for a moment, then murmured: "I don't know either..."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and asked curiously: "Senior's soul, should it be very powerful now? As far as I know, only the soul of the night tour realm will come out to hone every night, and I will meet you every night for two consecutive nights." Senior, senior is..."

  Yuebai stared blankly at the distance, and after a while of silence, Fang murmured: "Maybe it's boring."

  Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, and he cupped his hands and said, "Then can I talk to Senior?"

  If he can get some practice guidance from this soul master, it will definitely benefit him a lot now.

  Yuebai's figure seemed to see through his thoughts, and said indifferently: "I won't teach you any cultivation methods."

Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to say: "Although I was a little disappointed to hear senior say this, senior didn't kill me last night, and he rescued me tonight. Even if senior doesn't teach me any cultivation methods, I should accompany senior to say Speaker."

  Yuebai's figure looked at the darkness in the distance, and remained silent for a long time before Fang asked, "What will you say?"

  Luo Qingzhou paused for a moment, then suddenly heard a voice from downstairs, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "I can tell stories, senior, do you want to listen?"

  Yuebai figure's voice didn't seem to contain any emotion: "A story like the one downstairs?"

Luo Qingzhou was a little ashamed, and didn't dare to tell her that "The Romance of the West Chamber" was the one he narrated first, and said respectfully: "Senior, of course he won't listen to that kind of love story, senior is a practitioner, just now I asked about longevity , Maybe you will like to listen to the stories of practicing longevity. Heaven and hell, gods and practitioners, demons and ghosts, immortality, seniors, do you like to hear it?"

  Yuebai's eyes moved slightly: "Heaven and hell? Immortals?"

   After a pause, she asked, "Do you think there are heaven and **** in this world, and are there gods?"

Luo Qingzhou pondered for a while, and said: "Maybe there is, but it may not be called Heaven and Hell. Maybe you can see it when the senior's spirit cultivates to a more powerful state. As for the gods, the senior is already so powerful now. In the eyes, in the eyes of the next one, he is already a fairy."

   This flattery, do you know if this soul powerhouse likes it?

  Unfortunately, I can't see her face, nor can I see her expression clearly.

  Yuebai's figure looked into the distance, her blue hair fluttering in the night wind, and after a moment of silence, Fang said in an ethereal voice, "Let's tell a story."

"Yes."

  Luo Qingzhou stood on the roof of the attic with his hands behind his back, facing the wind and snow, and the wonderful stories of gods, ghosts and monsters emerged in his mind.

  "There is a country overseas called Aolai Country. The country is near the sea, and there is a mountain in the sea called Huaguo Mountain..."

   "Since the creation of the immortal stone cover, every time it has been exposed innocently and beautifully, the sun is fine and the moon is shining, and it has been felt for a long time, so it has the meaning of psychic. The immortal cell is cultivated inside, and it bursts in a day, producing a stone egg, which is as big as a ball..."

  When Luo Qingzhou talked about the stone monkey jumping out, the moon-white figure finally moved, and his cheeks turned slightly to one side, as if he withdrew his gaze from the distance and listened attentively.

   "The monkey is in the mountains, but it can walk and jump, eat grass and trees, drink streams, pick mountain flowers, and forage trees and fruits; it is a companion of wolves and insects, a group of tigers and leopards, and a friend of roe deer..."

  Snowflakes fell silently, and the night passed quietly.

  Under the attic, the banquet has ended long ago.

  People go to the empty building.

  And on the top of the attic, two spirits, one in front and one behind, stood in the wind and snow, talking and listening.

   Time flies by.

  After Luo Qingzhou finished talking about the stone monkey's apprenticeship, when he was about to leave, he looked at the sky and saw that it was almost morning, so he hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Senior, it's getting late, I should go back."

  Yuebai's figure seemed to be listening with great interest. He was slightly startled when he heard the words, then turned to look at him and said, "Didn't you go back before dawn?"

  Luo Qingzhou respectfully said: "There is still a lady waiting at home, I can't stay out at night."

  Yuebai's figure was in a trance for a moment, and murmured: "My lady..."

  She paused, then nodded slightly: "Go."

  Luo Qingzhou turned around and was about to float away, when he turned back and said, "Senior, what... what's your name? Can I come over tomorrow night and tell Senior?"

  Yuebai's figure looked into the distance, black hair fluttering, and did not reply.

   "Let me take my leave."

  Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to say any more, and drifted away.

After he drifted away and disappeared for a long time, the moon-white figure came back to his senses and murmured a passage from the story he just told: "The moon hides the jade rabbit, the sun hides the crow, and there is a turtle and snake intertwined... , life is strong, but it can plant golden lotus in the fire... Gather clusters of the five elements and use them upside down, and become Buddhas and immortals after the completion of the work..."

  Facing the wind and snow, she murmured many times, and suddenly her eyes lit up, her figure flashed, and disappeared on the cornice.

  Luo Qingzhou rushed all the way, and returned to the house, fascinated.

   At this time, I was mentally exhausted and drowsy.

  Xiao Die just happened to knock on the door again: "Master, are you alright? Can the servant come in?"

  The little girl has obviously been here several times.

  Luo Qingzhou lay down tiredly, covered the quilt, and said, "Come in."

  Xiaodie breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and entered.

Luo Qingzhou saw that she was wearing a moon-white apron, with snow-white fragrant shoulders and a pair of slender girlish legs, her face was red, her eyes were watery with spring water, her complexion changed slightly, and she hurriedly said: "Xiaodie, today I can't be late, I'm tired...so tired..."

  The little girl closed the door, walked over, and said shyly: "Oh, young master, you can go to sleep when you are tired, the servants will not disturb you..."

   As he spoke, he climbed onto the bed and got under the covers.

   My head hasn't come out for a long time...

  (end of this chapter)