The long night is quiet, with candlelight and fireflies.

The scholar slowly opened his eyes, and a table with chest in his chest was reflected in his eyes.

The table looks very old and simple, it is a thing of the past, but it is not without any tidy. It is displayed in an orderly manner with paper, inkstone, pen and ink, and a candle lamp radiating with faint fire.

The flames swayed with a glimmer of light, refracting the figures, bringing a hint of warmth to the lonely room.

"I have been working hard for thirteen years, but I have not achieved success without thinking about fame and fortune.

Time flows east like water, and the white hair falls with the wind."

The ink marks on the rough paper are not dry, and the tips are moist.

This is a question about a scholar lamenting his thoughts on the failure of his fame and fortune in half of his life and his family business decline.

"It's really... interesting."

The scholar, it should be said to be Liu Zheng, leaning on the uncomfortable wooden chair back, with a curl of his lips curled up.

This is the identity arranged for him by the Land of Reincarnation. It is of no use, but it can provide the practitioner with an initial entry point.

Squeak~

The door of the room was slowly pushed open, revealing a gap, and the sound was slight.

It can be seen that the person who came did not want to make the door push loudly, disturbing the person who was studying late at night.

The figure is graceful and the skirt is stylish.

The visitor brought the candlelight and came to Liu Zheng. Qianqian placed the porcelain plate and the lampstand on the table in sequence with her bare hands.

There are a few exquisite pastries placed in the porcelain plate, emitting a faint aroma of food.

"Husband, it's late at night, it's better to have a rest early."

The soft voice of the beautiful figure was draped on Liu Zheng's body.

A faint fragrance came into the nose, which was the fragrance emitted by the woman's body.

"Do you still want to study? Then I will add ink to my husband."

Seeing that Liu Zheng was unmoved, the woman with a woman's bun reached out to pick up the ink block in front of the inkstone and slowly ground it in the inkstone.

The white fingers of the onion contrast with the black ink stone, making the jade fingers look white and tender.

Long night, candlelight.

A beautiful figure, a beautiful woman.

The jade man leaned over and swayed gently to touch the ink, illuminating the whiteness with the candlelight.

The room was a little dark, and although the flowers were not seen, the moon was full, there was no mood and atmosphere, like a painting roll spreading and the ink was vivid.

People say that the red sleeves add fragrance, and this situation is right.

"Go."

Liu Zheng waved his hand slowly, his eyes slightly jumped, and his expression was still motionless.

The beauty didn't know if she had listened or didn't hear it, so she continued to grind ink aside.

"well..."

A sigh made him feel helpless.

"How can you be sad tonight, my husband?"

The sound of grinding ink was still, and the beauty asked sideways.

"Just because I advise you to ignore me, I insist on continuing to harm me."

"What does your husband mean? Why did he change his mind?"

After hearing Liu Zheng's words, the woman said with a look of surprise.

The reason why Xi Zi is saying that he is holding on to his heart is because Xi Shi's heartbreaking face makes him look sad and beautiful.

The woman in front of her was squeezing her eyebrows and biting her lips, and the sad and grim look between her eyebrows was exactly the same.

"Look, you still want to suck my yang energy, so what do you mean by this?"

As this sentence came out, a flash of inspiration flashed in the room, and the woman screamed and fell to the ground.

The window in front of the table was blown by a gust of wind and separated two of them. It turned out that there were raindrops flying outside the window.

Tick, Tick...

The rain hit the eaves and roofs, and the sound of raindrops spreading and splashing.

It hits the branches of the flowerbed outside the room, without pitying flowers and jade.

Click~!

The silver snake slashed through the night, and a thunderous sound of thunder was overwhelming.

The woman was so scared that she shivered and curled up and shivered slightly.

The dark clouds shift, revealing the waning moon.

The moonlight brushed through the window into the room, and the woman's fearful face became paler.

"You are a beauty, how can you be a thief? You have given you a chance to teach you how to leave. If you don't leave, don't blame me."

Liu Zheng stood up from the wooden chair and looked at her with no silence as before, only endless coldness, like two cold ponds.

He is not human, and he has never felt what coldness is in his life before, but at this time the woman was stared at by these two gazes, and she felt that she was shrouded in endless coldness.

She couldn't help but sobbed and shed tears, and cried, "Husband, have I done anything wrong?"

"Am I wrong?"

He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Have you forgotten the words you once swear to me and want to drive me away now?"

The woman's expression became more and more sad, and tears kept dripping from her eyes and falling on her face.

"It's not that dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, and it conforms to the right path of heaven."

He then shook his head, swept his sleeves, looked up at the bright moon gradually exposed outside the window, and said calmly.

"Husband...you! Are you so cruel? Woo woo..."

Humanity is a heartless woman who is infatuated. She once thought it was a story in the book that was about comfort, but she didn't want to fully experience it tonight.

The woman cried and asked, her fingers trembling, and finally understood the meaning of this statement.

"It's so boring to say so nicely."

The man's voice was still cold and a bit mocking.

The autumn rain is cold, but not as cold as her heart is cold at this moment.

It was cold late at night, but she was not as cold as this moment.

Sorrow, despair, resentment, and all kinds of thoughts filled her heart. All the old scenes were broken, which made her grit her teeth and say, "Then please never separate my husband and I will!"

The window and door suddenly closed, and the candlelight shook instantly. The faint flame seemed to be about to be extinguished by invisible force, and the sharp shadow shining on the wall danced its sharp claws.

The yin intention was bone-like, the cold intention was seeping the marrow, and the sudden change caused a thunder to echo outside the house again.

One breath, two breaths, and then:

"ah!"

A scream, a mourning cry.

After a while, the window opened again, the rain gradually faded, and the clouds opened and the fog revealed the true appearance of the bright moon.

"You are indeed not intentionally harming others, but you can't control yourself all the time. If you have a little luck, you will eat a bit of yang energy. In the long run, don't talk about a scholar, even a strong man will be squeezed and sucked by bones..."

As he said that, the soul spirit exuded the true energy and wiped out the foul air in the bardo of the house.

This made this dark house disappear from the previous inexplicable coldness.

She was already scattered after being exposed and her fierce appearance was revealed.

"The body of the 28-year-old woman is as soft as a slim body, and she uses a sword to kill the mortals. Although she does not see the head fall, she secretly teaches you to dry up the bones. This is how people are, let alone ghosts? It's ridiculous that they don't repent until they die."

Liu Zheng shook his head and said to himself, not feeling pitiful at all for the woman he could crush to death.

This identity is a scholar who has lost his family. Three years ago, the scholar encountered a woman in trouble in the mountains. Seeing that her appearance was very beautiful, she was secretly moved.

After helping the woman, the woman asked to repay her kindness with her body. The scholar was originally homeless and she was happy.

The scholar's eyes are full of mortality, but he doesn't know what it has attracted.

For three years, one person and one ghost are as close as a mirror, and they are very loving. However, they are envied by neighbors and neighbors, and good stories are spread.

It’s just that yin and yang are different. Even if it is harmless, the nature of a woman’s ghost body makes her swallow the yang energy of the scholar day and night, making the scholar become weaker and weaker, and her body becomes worse day by day.

Now that Liu Zheng has replaced this identity, he will not continue to let him do whatever he wants.

"And... this female ghost not only found food by herself, but also attracted a lot of similar people, making the entire village smoky, which was simply outrageous."
Chapter completed!