Xi Jixiang, a descendant of the Xianmen family, is the third eldest son in the family.
He has been prone to encountering ghosts since he was a child, but the world is in chaos, his immortal veins are broken, and all kinds of ghosts are coming to him.
The capital was most haunted, and his father was always worried, so Pi Dian Dian asked someone to send him out of the capital. As a result, Xi Jixiang never returned to Shenshan where he had stayed for nineteen years.
I went to Wencheng in July, went to Lizhou in August, stood on the bank of Mingjiang River on the winter solstice, and rowed on the seaside on the spring equinox.
One day Xi Jixiang discovered that although he no longer encountered random ghosts and ghosts, he seemed to be possessed by a ghost.
This ghost was extremely powerful and profound in Taoism. Xi Jixiang thought about it and finally invited the most powerful Taoist priest to get rid of the ghost.
The Taoist priest walked around him and said doubtfully that there were no ghosts, but his soul was complete.
Xi Jixiang happily saw off the Taoist priest and opened a pot of wine to celebrate.
That night, he fell drunkenly on the edge of the bed.
The ghost was upright and swaggering, leaning on his bed, with luxurious robes stacked like clouds, and charming eyebrows. He hooked his neck and whispered in his ear: "Long time no see..."
"Mine, half body."
Food Guide
1. The author makes updates as the situation dictates. Quality is guaranteed but updates are not guaranteed. You can click to collect and place it for precipitation.
2. A narcissus essay
3. It's a long novel, and a lot of ink is spent describing the supporting characters and local stories. It's a bit like a travelogue, where you stop and go to collect and record those stories.
Intention: Raise a glass to praise the future.
