Shen Jue was awakened by pain, as if his whole body was being roasted by fire, the raging fire burned his bones, and the severe pain forced him to open his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, what he saw first was the faded frescoes. The frescoes on the ceiling could no longer see the original color, and he could only vaguely see the characters painted on them, all kinds of delicate beauties with willow eyebrows and cherry lips. The beauties are full of bones under their jade feet.
The bones are full of bones, like a mountain of corpses. Beauty and bones, this combination looks really beautiful and weird. Shen Jue stared at it for a while, raised his hand to cover his chest, the pain made it almost impossible for him to lie down, he panted and turned over, the other almost blue-white hand tightly grabbed his body He got off the mattress, and his pale face showed a pained look at the same time.
This realm…
He became a skinny ghost. Skinny ghosts always love beauty. In this situation, he is no exception. There are many beauties in the mortal world, so he covets the mortal world and is reluctant to reincarnate, because he never harms people, and the ghosts are weak. It did not attract ghosts to come to arrest him on purpose.
After all, there are already enough evil ghosts in the mortal world, and those ghosts are too busy to catch the evil ghosts, and there is no time to come to arrest Shen Jue on purpose.
So Shen Jue hid in this mortal world and stayed there for more than a hundred years. These more than 100 years of ghost life have made him forget his future. He can't remember who he was in his previous life and why he died, and he only loves beauty. He goes to the mortal world every day to find beautiful women. If he finds one, he will paint himself as the other person when he returns, and stand in front of the stolen bronze mirror, scratching his head and admiring the face he stole.
But stealing someone's face will always cause trouble.
Shen Jue once met two beauties at the same time, and the two beauties stood next to the water, almost as beautiful as a painting. He had never seen such a good-looking person before, and there were two of them at the same time, and he was stunned at the time. He hid behind the tree, staring blankly, and only after the two beauties left did he reluctantly withdraw his gaze.
After returning, he quickly changed his newly painted skin, but when he spread the blue and white skin on the desk, he hesitated. Because he didn't know who to draw, the beauty on the left was good-looking, and the one on the right was also good-looking, like the flesh on the palm of his hand and the flesh on the back of his hand, neither of which was hard to give up.
He bit the tip of his pen and thought for a long time, and finally decided to take his turn. One day I paint the beauty on the left, the beauty on the left has a clear face, her eyebrows and eyes are like landscapes, her eyebrows are like mountains and her eyes are like water; one day I paint the beauty on the right, and the beauty on the right has a beautiful appearance, I am afraid there are enchanting flowers such as peony Can't compare to him.
Shen Jue had observed the two beauties for a long time, and he could even see each other's every move, frown and smile, so when he put on the painted skin, he could almost become that person.
One night, he painted the appearance of Zuo Meiren, went to the street to look for new beauties, and accidentally bumped into Right Meiren. They collided at a corner, and Shen Jue didn't even have time to hide before being grabbed by the wrist.
"Chu Yan, didn't you say you were going to accompany your aunt to burn incense outside the city, didn't you come back tonight?" The other party's blushing lips opened and closed, and Shen Jue uttered a sentence that made Shen Jue extremely flustered.
Who is Chu Yan
The owner of this skin he painted
But in a panic, he was taken aback by the beauty of the person in front of him. Don't say a word, he couldn't spit out even half a word, he just stared at the other person in a daze.
Looking closer, he even felt that the people in front of him were beautiful, and everything was beautiful. Shen Jue thought that Empress Nuwa must have used a lot of thought when she made him, unlike other people, who just squeezed a handful of mud and threw it on the ground to become a person.
The other party saw him stunned, not angry, but smiled, "What happened to you today? Why do you look stupid, not like your usual sharp teeth and sharp mouth. Forget it, since you have nothing to do today, do you want to? Come and sit at my house? I got a new pot of chrysanthemums, which is very good. I was just about to ask you to come over and give me a few comments."
In this way, Shen Jue returned to the house in a confused way, and admired the legendary chrysanthemum. He only appreciates beauties, but he doesn't appreciate any flowers, so when the other party asked him how the chrysanthemum was, he thought hard and finally murmured: "The emerald algae are light flowers, and the tassels are beautiful floating shadows..."
He said this poem was just because there was a word for "flower" in it, but the eyes of the people next to him changed quietly after listening to the ancient poem he read. Then the man took Shen Jue into the inner bed to drink tea. Shen Jue was a ghost and could not eat mortal things. He looked worried at the steaming tea in front of him, hesitated for a long time, and stood up, "I'd better go back first."
"Wait." A jade hand pressed on Shen Jue's shoulder, her voice was soft and ambiguous, "Chu Yan, the poem you just read sounds familiar to me, but I can't remember the last few lines, why don't you? Tell me again, okay?"
Shen Jue nodded hurriedly when he saw that he didn't need to drink tea and only read poetry.
When he read "Luo Jian has smashed the mandarin duck quilt, and Qiyi has a grapevine belt", he was led to the bedside, and when he read "in the curtain of residual red and bright pink", the painted ghost has been pulled onto the bed, After waiting, he was speechless. It was so painful that he couldn't utter a word.
He didn't know what the other party was doing, but he just felt pain. The other party's face swayed in front of him, and the night outside the window gradually faded. Although Shen Jue was in pain, she knew that she should leave, so she hurriedly propped herself up and said, "I... it's getting late, I don't... I don't appreciate chrysanthemums, and I don't want to read poetry anymore. I want to go back."
The beauty in front of him chuckled and left a sentence in his ear, "Dilijian Crimson, Chu Yan."
…
It's not that Shen Jue can't see the sun. After all, he is also a ghost who has lived for more than a hundred years. It's just that he is used to being a ghost. He is used to being afraid of the sun. Besides, when he sees the sun, his invisibility can't be used, and he looks like a ghost at night. The normal skin color will turn blue-white in the daytime, and he has no shadow, and he will be discovered as a ghost all of a sudden.
He fled from the other party's house in a panic, and the clothes on his body were still the other party's, because his clothes were out of shape.
Not long after Shen Jue fled back to his gloomy mansion, it was bright outside. He had been in pain for several days, and finally his body stopped hurting, the scar was healed, and the pain was forgotten, and he went out to play one night again.
Unexpectedly, he met the beauty on the right again, and was hooked by the beauty of the other party, so he followed the other party back to the house in a daze. This time, the poems were read longer than last time. He didn't dare to say heavy words, because he was afraid that the other party would find out that he was a ghost, so he could only speak in a negotiating tone, whispering and stammering: "I, I... I'm in pain, can I... no... stop reading? "
"The Ronin from Douluo"
But when he said that, it hurt even more.
This time, before he could rush back to the mansion, the sky was bright. He could only endure the pain while avoiding pedestrians. When he finally returned to his mansion, he hurriedly took off the skin on his body and threw it into the pool in the yard.
His skull was tilted, and after seeing some unknown liquid emerging from his skin, he turned back to the room.
Later, he met the right beauty twice, and the two times were no different from the first two. He still felt pain, and he still had to rush back to his mansion before dawn, but after the fourth time, he had a physical problem.
His whole body seemed to be forcibly roasted on the fire. The fire burned his bones, causing him to roll all over the bed in pain. The bones were scattered and put together again. If he hadn't been wearing the skin, he didn't know where the bones would have rolled. go.
The pain of life and death made Shen Jue's retrospective mirror work, and he regained his memory.
…
Shen Jue's blue-white lips trembled slightly, and the hand holding the mattress almost smashed the mattress and pulled out the cotton wool inside. Those eyes were dark and deep, staring straight ahead.
After regaining his memory, he was naturally not as confused as before, and knew why it hurt.
In this environment, he is a ghost, and the ghosts and people do things like that, that is, he sucks the yang qi of the other party. If it is an ordinary person, it is fine, but that person is not an ordinary person. Born in the sun. Once is good, he sucked the other party's yang qi four times, how can he be a ghost like him who can bear it, naturally it will be a life and death.
Of course, after getting through it, his Taoism can become deeper, but it also means that his ghost qi will become heavier. If the ghost qi is too heavy, it will attract ghosts.
However, in the previous lives of this realm, his final outcome was not that he was taken away by ghosts.
The beauty on the right is named Xie Zhi, with the word Shengyi. After Shen Jue had known him for a while, the identity of the ghost was still discovered. After Xie Zhi found out, he didn't ask Shen Jue why he painted like someone else, and he didn't even say anything to blame. He just asked him a lot of questions, and then told him about the beauty named Chu Yan.
"He has offended His Majesty, and now he's locked in the Heavenly Prison, and he will be beheaded in the future. I know that you have great powers as a ghost, and you can become him again. Even I didn't see that you were not him before. , can you go to torture for him? Anyway, you won't die if you get beheaded."
He won't die, but he has always cherished this piece of skin on his body. Every time he paints, he is careful and careful. If his head is beheaded, the skin on his neck will crack, and he will have to sew it up later. It will leave traces that are hard to hide no matter how you paint.
But Xie Zhi begged him, and he thought of Chu Yan's face again. If such a beautiful face was gone, he would be reluctant. Then... let him help.
"I can pretend to bleed, but I have no shadow in the sun, will I be seen?" Shen Jue said worriedly.
Xie Zhi was silent for a while before saying, "It's okay, I'll take care of this."
What Shen Jue didn't expect was that Xie Zhi's management was not only to save people, but also to kill him.
Xie Zhi invited a celestial master in private, and the celestial master cast a spell on Shen Jue to create a false shadow. Xie Zhi also bribed the executioner and replaced the beheading knife in his hand with the magic weapon used by the Heavenly Master to kill ghosts. With one knife, the Heavenly Master cast the spell at the same time. There is no time, and the soul is gone.
In the more than 100 years that Shen Jue has been painting skin ghosts, he can only paint beautiful women, and he can't even recognize the magic weapon that can kill ghosts. So at the last moment before his death, he didn't know that Xie Zhi was going to kill him, and he knelt on the stage and looked at him. Looking at Xie Zhi anxiously, hoping to be comforted by the other party.
But Xie Zhihen poisoned him, but he didn't know it.
As a human being, Xie Zhisheng had been in love with a skinny ghost several times, and he was still a skinny ghost who painted the appearance of his sweetheart. He felt disgusting when he thought about it. First, he hated Shen Jue for deceiving him, and second, he hated Shen Jue, a painted ghost.
He didn't even know if the skin on Shen Jue's body was taken from another corpse. Even if it wasn't, it was the skin of a dead person. The facial features on it were drawn. For Shen Jue to pay the price, the best price is naturally to make Shen Jue disappear from this world forever.
Such despicable ghosts are not worthy of reincarnation.
The author has something to say: In fact, I am ready to end it, but I am a little reluctant, so let's write a ghost story to play, then I can only continue to grieve Jue cub.
Quote: "… Emerald algal blooms, tassels and floating shadows… Luo Jian has smashed the mandarin duck quilt, and Qi Yi has a grapevine belt again… Crimson red between drips… "
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