ghost in palace

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"It is said that a guest from Shangjing came here with his sick wife to seek treatment for Youmenghua." Tsing Yi saw Zhengyi's doubts in his eyes, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. He left by himself and was found by him. It is still different to get out of the country.

"From Shangjing? Youmenghua?" Zhengyi exclaimed in surprise. It is said that Shangjing is the most prosperous place. Will the people there be as expensive and ostentatious as it is written in the book? As for Youmeng, It's just a legend, don't those noble people just like to look for such mysterious and mysterious things to show their uniqueness.

Zhengyi is not an orthodox hunter, he is not tall but thin, with a change of clothes, he looks a bit like a hard-working scholar.I suddenly thought of going hunting because I read a script, in which a man accidentally let go of a musk deer while hunting, and then the wild animal would turn into a beautiful woman and come back to repay his favor.Zhengyi was also very yearning, so he learned from the hunters in the village for a few days, and then went to the mountains to hunt by himself.

Moreover, the wits in the book all have two beautiful women to spend the rest of their lives together, and then they have enough food and clothing.He himself can barely count himself as possessing a beauty, which is always a little less complete.

Hearing that he could see those noble people who only appeared in the book tonight, he excitedly picked up his bow and arrow, and hurried out the door.I visited an old hunter who lived in the long street and invited me to go hunting together.

As soon as Zheng went out, the room was empty immediately, Tsing Yi folded his arms and leaned against the door of the bedroom, could it be that he was too nervous, so he smelled the wrong smell? There would be no scent again.What exactly are feelings? Why does the master want to experience feelings for himself? Shouldn’t one cultivate one’s heart and soul with one’s heart and soul?

Tsing Yi walked into the room slowly, saw the landscape painting on the white curtain, bowed his head and smiled slightly, picked up a pen and drew a few more strokes on it, the rough painting immediately became energetic.

Following the old hunter in the forest, I finally hunted a few small things. Maybe there will be no musk deer here.Hey, Zhengyi sighed for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the old hunter had gone far away, so he quickly chased after him with his quiver on his back.He was just helping to carry the quiver, and maybe went to pick up the arrows that missed.

After swimming in dusk, the old hunter He Zhengyi came out of the forest carrying a lot of game.A large guiding lantern has been lit in front of the village, shaking gently in the breeze.Zhengyi dragged his prey, quickened his pace, walked to the village in a few steps, and walked towards the village chief's house impatiently.The village is very quiet now, presumably they have all gone to the village chief.

☆、Chapter 62

At dusk, the sun was setting quickly, and the sky had just settled down. The blue sky was covered with houses that looked like thick ink, and clusters of fires suddenly lit up in the thick ink, and the thick ink became uneven in an instant.

The human voice did not fade with the darkness of the sky, but became more and more lively.Everyone got together, surrounded Ah Luo in the crowd, and warmly and thoughtfully handed over home-brewed yellow wine and freshly boiled chicken eggs.

Zheng straightened his clothes, lifted the hem of his clothes, and walked forward. Although he tried his best to calm himself down, his tight hands still revealed his nervousness and uneasiness.He looked back at the leisurely Tsing Yi beside him, and then he felt a little more at ease.I have such a beautiful wife, which is enough to look good in front of the guests who went to Beijing.

When he got closer, Zhengyi could see clearly that Ah Luo, who was wearing a moon white gown and tall and tall, had an inexplicable burning on his face, and all kinds of thoughts were twisted together like a mess in his heart.Seeing that Zhengyi was in a daze, Tsing Yi took the initiative to move forward, and happened to block Zhengyi's eyes from staring at Ah Luo.

"My daughter-in-law, have you brought a tea set today? This guest came from afar to Beijing, and he will definitely appreciate your tea art." Not just any woman shouted loudly.

Tsing Yi smiled lightly and nodded, and when she heard this sentence, she felt a little unhappy. Could it be that I don't know how to appreciate tea art? It seems that people in Beijing are superior to me.Zheng pursed his mouth and picked up the prey in his hand. Does he have the same hunting skills as me? He walked forward with some air.Ah Luo just turned around, and the firelight around her added a layer of color to her lips, her eyes were lowered and then raised to look at herself.

Zheng Yi suddenly understood what it was like in the storybook to describe those gentlemen with faces as white as jade, lips as red as a dandelion, and their manners and gestures as handsome and romantic.Standing next to him, Tsing Yi seemed like a match made in heaven.

At this time, Tsing Yi was talking to him very politely and unobtrusively, the firelight shining on their faces looked very harmonious.A sour feeling welled up in Zhengyi's heart.The original little thought suddenly broke down. It turned out that the people who went to Beijing were really like what was said in the book. They still wanted to read jokes and show off their beautiful wives.

Unbearably lingering until the end, Zhengyi didn't wait for Tsing Yi, and walked home in a hurry on his own.He didn't look back for a moment, he was afraid that when he looked back, he saw his wife chatting with that man with a smile.

It's getting closer, home is coming soon, I can plunge into the study room, and roam freely in the world inside the book, where there are beauties waiting for me.

When he opened the door, Zhengyi was surprised to see Tsing Yi sitting behind the small table, on which an oil lamp the size of a mung bean was lit.Tsing Yi held a needle and thread in his hand and sewed clothes for himself under the lamp.

"Are you back?" Tsing Yi smiled softly, mortals didn't seem to like to face the empty house alone when they came back, so he cast a spell and went back to the house, lit the oil lamp and took out a needle and thread, in order to meet the mortal's little request for a home.Now that you have become his wife, you must be a good wife.

Zhengyi looked at Tsing Yi suspiciously, her clothes were dry and dust-free, her cheeks were not sweaty, everything was dirty, there was clearly something wrong, but he couldn't tell.He hesitated for a long time before uttering a sentence, "Why are you walking so fast, you don't wait for me." After finishing speaking, he hurried back to the bedroom.

He didn't notice that the landscape painting on the white curtain had changed, and even if it had changed, he couldn't tell it.It doesn't matter whether the landscape painting is good or not, the important thing is that he needs a decent place to let his thoughts go and satisfy his fantasies.

The night was getting darker, and the clear and distant singing voice came faintly from my ears again. The poems were still sung, but every word seemed to carry the ultimate charm, creating a playful circle of water in my heart.He leaned against the table and fell asleep while listening to the singing.

In the dream, I was no longer in that swamp, but in an empty valley.Eyes are surrounded by green, driving Yi Yunxia, ​​hazy vision is not very real, but who really wants to see all this clearly, as long as you know that you are in a place where you will have an affair, who cares Where exactly is this place?

Zhengyi didn't dare to walk here casually, afraid of taking a wrong step and missing the beautiful woman he was looking forward to day and night.The singing was getting closer, and I couldn't go anymore, the beauty should be nearby.Green everywhere, if the woman in the rice clothes approached, it should be easy to spot, why is there no one yet?

"Zhengyi? Why are you sleeping here? Go to sleep on the bed when you're tired." The annoying voice rang in my ears again, and the beautiful dream was about to disappear. , the singing sound became farther and farther away, and then he opened his eyes and saw that plain face.

"I can sleep wherever I want, what do you care about?" Zheng got up angrily, maybe this time he could see the beauty's face, and was disturbed by her again, really...

As soon as he was angry, he was angry, but he still returned to the bed to rest.Tsing Yi stood in the study, squinting his eyes trying to feel the slightest smell and spiritual power in the air.Why do I always feel that she is chasing me? Could it be that I am too nervous? She must never have thought that she would come here.It must be unexpected.And if she came, how could it be possible that she has not appeared until now, but has been hiding?

When dawn came, Zheng Yi left home with a bow and arrow on his back, and walked deep into the dense forest.The more I walked, the more familiar I felt, as if I had seen this place somewhere before.The singing came again, but this time the singing was no longer ethereal, and it was very close to me.

Looking for the singing sound, I pushed through countless trees all the way, and finally found the woman in rice clothing in a seemingly pathless woods.The woman was sitting on a tree branch, holding a harp in her hand, fiddled with it leisurely, and occasionally hummed a few poems.