An Ancient GB Article About Gouxuefeng

The ruthless ghost king Hua Xun, as the Ghost King of Yedu, was a being that no one dared to take a second look at, yet he was obsessed with him for two lifetimes by a mortal boy. When I first met Zhu Shang, he was just a dying snowman on the night of Shangyuan. The young man fell naked on the roadside, raising his harmless pale face just to beg for half a piece of bread from her. Unexpectedly, after Hua Xun picked him up, he would start being bullied by others, step by step on his corpse, and become an arrogant and rebellious demon. Hua Xun saw that he was very talented and taught him skills. He actually used the ghost king's secret technique to threaten Bahuang and massacre all those who were disrespectful to her. At that time, blood formed a river, corpses were everywhere, and the red flames ignited on the black and scorched earth continued to burn to the end of the world. Hua Xun stood in the sky wearing mysterious clothes, severing with the young devil in purgatory. * When I came back and met him for the first time, it was a snowy night in this world, and the lamp was flickering on the lamp, and the dying young man's lips were cyanotic and his breath was as thin as a thread. In the dim light, a black figure was seen walking away and never looking back. I thought that the Zhu Chamber of Commerce would die on the snowy night without her lending a helping hand, but he luckily survived. Several years later, Hua Xun accidentally met this frail young man again. When he raised his head and looked at her firmly with the same innocent and harmless face as before, Hua Xun knew that there was no way to avoid this. Therefore, she accepted Zhu Shang as her disciple. Not only did she not teach him any techniques, she also cut off his spiritual veins. What Zhu Shang did every day was to copy and write and learn the principles of righteousness. But for more than ten years, he still refused to change his ways. He would rather secretly learn evil ways than secretly stain her blood, and cut open the enemy's heart to her again and again. "Small theater" Zhu Shang often knelt down in the frosty land to be punished. Unexpectedly, one night, his glass of strong wine made Hua Xun drunk. Then he planted the love poison into her heart, held her cold and aloof face, and held her deeply in his arms. The young man's long eyelashes covered with frost and snow were lowered. He whispered in her ear: "Master, do you know that I have been waiting for you for a long time now? But in the past, I couldn't ask for it, which made my heart itch." Who would have thought that Hua Xun in her arms would silently open her eyes at some point, and the thick chains extending from the snow in all directions would silently wrap around Zhu Shang's neck, limbs... She easily strangled Zhu Shang's chilling throat: "Humans and ghosts are on different paths, how dare a mere love charm touch my heart?" A trace of surprise flashed in the young man's sinister eyes. He laughed dumbly and replied after a long time: "Master can play with people's hearts and steal people's souls in order to carry out the destiny; I can also shed blood for Master and carry a knife. You and I, master and disciple, are connected to the same goal through different paths, so why should we stick to the concept of humans and ghosts?" Intention: Make progress every day