Strange Tales of the Ghosts

Komori's concerns were not unreasonable. The elders strictly prohibited the interaction between tree spirits and humans. If the elders knew about it, they would be severely punished. Among the whole clan, only the old master did not take the elders' words seriously, so he smiled and said to Komori: " As long as Brother Xiaomori doesn't say anything, the elders won't know."

"Hey." Komori sighed, closed his eyes and stopped talking. He would rather he didn't see it.

In this way, the old master secretly accompanied Qiao Mei to chop firewood every day, until one day the old master did not see Qiao Mei coming. On that day, the old master felt that his days were like years. He didn’t know what was wrong with him, so he decided to go to Qiao Mei. Go check it out at home.

When he went to the woodcutter's home, the old master saw a scene he didn't want to see. A fierce and strong man pulled the woodcutter and forced him to marry him as his wife. The woodcutter cried and refused, but the strong man didn't. He agreed and shouted: "If you don't obey me, I will set your house on fire."

"You have committed evil, you can't do it." The old woman crawled on the threshold and cried. When she heard the strong man robbing her, she burst into tears.

The strong man kicked the old woman aside and cursed angrily: "You immortal, get out of here!"

"Grandma..." the woodcutter girl cried, breaking away from the strong man and throwing herself at the old woman.

At this time, the strong man tried to pull her away again, but the old master couldn't bear it any longer. He transformed into a human form, rushed forward, kicked the tough man away, and cursed: "You are so impudent that you robbed a woman from a good family in broad daylight. "

The strong man turned over and got up. He saw that the person coming was a white-faced scholar. He didn't think the old master had real skills. He laughed and said, "I thought I was just a brat from where I came from. I dare to meddle in my business. I advise you, brat, to be smarter and give me some advice." I get out of here!"

"The laws of the human world will not cure you. Today I will act on behalf of heaven and make you docile." The old master gathered his true energy and punched the strong man. The strong man rolled to the side like a rice pillow without any test. , shouting ouch ouch.

The old master looked at each other angrily and scolded: "Why don't you get out of here!"

"You...wait." The strong man received a punch and knew that he was no match for the old master, so he rolled away and ran away.

After seeing the strong man running away, the old master stepped forward and helped the old woman up on the threshold, and asked softly: "Is the old man okay?"

"Thank you... Master." The old woman stood up with the help of the old master and her granddaughter. Although she could not see her eyes, she could hear the sound. She heard what happened just now.

At this time, the woodcutter girl glanced at the old master, lowered her head, and said very shyly: "Thank you for saving me, sir."

The old master smiled and replied: "It's okay, help your grandma back to her room to rest."

"Yes." The woodcutter girl nodded and helped the old woman into the room. After a while, she ran out with a bundle in her hand and asked, "Is the young master here to ask for something?"

"What are you asking for?" The old master looked at the baggage and knew it, but he pretended to be confused.

The woodcutter replied with a blushing face: "Grandma said that if a young man comes, she will return this thing to him."

"Oh?" The old master stared at the woodcutter girl.

The woodcutter girl's face turned even redder, and she told the old master about her grandma's encounter with the book boy. The old master laughed loudly after hearing this: "Girl, if your grandma accepts this baggage, you shouldn't pay it back to me even if you want to. If he was the young master back then, he should be an old man now." After saying that, the old master turned around in a circle so that the woodcutter could take a closer look.

The woodcutter girl only saw that the young master in front of her was handsome, so she lowered her head in shame and replied: "Grandma said that even if the young master is not the former young master, he should still be his descendant. It is right to return this thing to you."

"This..." The old master really didn't know what to say. This family was so kind that he couldn't bear it, so he hurriedly said: "In that case, I have no choice but to accept it." After saying that, he took the baggage from the woodcutter's hand.

The old master turned around and was about to leave, but the woodcutter girl suddenly shouted: "You haven't asked me your name yet?"

"My surname is Mu, and my reputation is far and wide." The old master casually flattered me with a name, and after answering, he left Qiao Mei's home.

After leaving Qiao Mei's house, the old master returned to Wuhua Mountain. After entering the mountain, he opened the baggage. As he expected, no one had opened the baggage and looked at it in the past hundred years. The silver in the baggage was caused by the change of the old master's magic power. It can only deceive people for fifty years. Now that the time limit has expired, it has turned into pieces of stone, but the old woman and the woodcutter didn't even know it.

The next day, the woodcutter girl went up to Wuhua Mountain, carrying an axe. She originally went up the mountain to cut firewood, but the old master didn't know why the woodcutter girl sat motionless on the ground, holding her chin in her hands, her face flushed. So, the old master hurriedly asked Xiao Sen: "Brother Xiao Sen, what's wrong with Sister Qiao?"

"I don't know." Komori shook his head. There are men and women in the tree tribe, but there is no such thing as marriage. The tree species are all driven by aliens, so even Komori didn't notice Qiao Mei's feelings.

For several days, the woodcutter girl looked like this. The old master thought that the woodcutter girl was sick, so he used the vines in the mountains to check the girl's pulse, but he didn't see any signs of illness. He shook his head. There was no other way, so he had to turn into a human form again. See.

That day, dusk shone into the mountain stream, and green smoke was rising from the hut. Mu Yuanyang walked towards the hut. When he reached the door, he asked softly: "Is there anyone there?"

The woodcutter girl was lighting a fire and cooking at this time. When she heard Mu Yuanyang's voice, she quickly put down the firewood and ran out. She happily replied: "Master Mu is here."

"..." Mu Yuanyang nodded.

At this time, the old woman in the house also heard the sound and asked hurriedly: "Sister Woodcutter, is this Mr. Mu?"

"Yes, grandma, Mr. Mu is here." Qiao Mei replied loudly.

"Mr. Mu is our benefactor. You must entertain Mr. Mu well."

"I know, grandma." Qiao Mei stared at Mu Yuanyang and smiled, her eyes unblinking.

Mu Yuanyang looked at the woodcutter girl and asked with a smile: "How are you doing lately? The scoundrel hasn't come to cause trouble again, has he?"

"Thank you Mr. Mu for your concern, everything is fine." The woodcutter girl spoke in a much softer voice, and she was silent for a while and took out the stool. "Mr. Mu, sit down and talk."

"You're welcome, I came here to see if you still need help, because I will be returning home in a few days, and I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again for a while." Mu Yuanyang made up a sentence casually.

The woodcutter girl was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "What did you say? Mr. Mu."

"I said, I'm going back to Suzhou in a few days. I'm afraid I won't..."

Before he finished listening, a mouthful of blood spat out from Qiao Mei's mouth, staining his hands red. Mu Yuanyang was frightened and asked quickly: "Qiao Mei, what's wrong with you?"

"..." The woodcutter girl shook her head, her eyes dull.

Mu Yuanyang frowned. He didn't know the reason. He took a pulse and found out that the woodcutter girl had reached her end...There are three types of ends for people: one is when life is over, the second is when disaster strikes, and the third is when there is no need to survive. meaning.

Mu Yuanyang didn't believe that Qiao Mei was at the end of her life at such a young age, and he didn't see Qiao Mei eating anything that she shouldn't have eaten, so he determined that Qiao Mei was the third type, but he didn't know how to treat this third type. , so after settling down the woodcutter girl, she returned to Wuhua Mountain.