Strange Tales of the Ghosts

Seeing this, Xuehu couldn't stand it anymore. Is there really so much sadness in the world? She doesn't understand. As a fox who has been practicing for thousands of years, she only understands the love and hate between men and women, and is very vague about the relationship between father and daughter. Speaking of parents, does she have parents too? Snow Fox held her chin up and thought, as if ever since she could remember, she had been running alone in the endless forest until she met the farmer.

What are you thinking about? A cold voice came from behind, and there seemed to be no emotion in the voice.

Xuehu was so frightened that he closed the book, turned around and said with a smile: I didn't think about anything.

Since it's been given to you, you can read it at any time. Wangchuan was dressed in white and stood in front of Xuehu. He had already seen the unfolded book and knew that Xuehu had peeked at the story in it.

Xue Hu's bright eyes turned and she asked softly: Sir, can I ask you a question?

You can ask three questions, because I won't come back within three years. Wangchuan gently sat next to Xuehu. It was very rare to be so close to Xuehu and not be tempted by him, but he Wangchuan is an outlier.

Xuehu was a little surprised to hear that Wangchuan had not returned for three years. According to the life of the world, three years is not a short time. She didn't know why Wangchuan had to go for so long, so she asked curiously: Sir, are you going here?

Didn't you just read it? Wangchuan glanced at Xuehu. The wisdom in his eyes was like a vast sea of ​​books. There was nothing he couldn't read.

Xuehu knew that he couldn't hide it, so he simply nodded and asked simply: What I don't understand is that the story has already reached the end. Isn't the story over yet?

I have already answered the first question you just asked. Now comes the second question. What I can tell you is that as you can see, Su Qingmo and Zhao Tianhu were neither eating nor drinking in the cave. After being in love for seventy-seven and forty-nine years, he cultivated into the Buddha of Joy. However, after someone learned this secret, he actually found the cave and stole the sleeping Su Qingmo. Therefore, Zhao Tianhu's madness relapsed and he could not control it. Wangchuan He told the reason for his trip, concisely and clearly, without being sloppy at all.

Xuehu looked at Wangchuan in confusion, somewhat unbelievable: Forty-nine years later? Aren't all the people who knew about this matter dead? Why would anyone still discover them?

This is the third question. All I can tell you is that I don't know. I only know that I want to find Su Qingmo and then cure Zhao Tianhu.

Xuehu smiled and said nothing. She knew that if she asked again, Mr. Wangchuan would not answer. Wangchuan glanced at the Wangchuan River, then at Xuehu, and warned as if he was worried about something: Remember, you can't save any soul who fell into the Wangchuan River without authorization.

I understand, sir.

Also, you can't take even one step away from the other side. When Mr. Wangchuan said these words, his eyes were particularly cold, as if ice came out of his eyes, giving people a terrifying aura.

Snow Fox has been on the other side for a thousand years and has followed the rules for a thousand years. Because of the existence of Mr. Wangchuan, the other side has been peaceful and quiet for thousands of years, and there has never been any trouble. Even the playful parrots She has never left the other shore, and the farthest place is only to the Sansheng Stone. Xuehu thought that this warning should not be for herself, because she herself was willing to stay on the other shore, not for anything else, just for the sake of the person who had fallen into oblivion. The undead soul of Chuan He who never transcends life is also the person she loves deeply. No matter it is thousands of years, all she wants is to wait for him, which is enough. Sir, please rest assured, I will definitely take good care of the parrot.

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