1

The essence of the heart is called the soul. If the soul is removed, it cannot last for a long time.

The lady's soul is divided into three souls and seven spirits. The three souls say: fetal light, refreshing spirit, and secluded spirit, and human spirit; the seven souls say: corpse dog, hidden arrow, sparrow yin, swallowing thieves, not poison, eliminate filth, smelly lungs, and the seven turbidities of human beings.

The three souls are the fertility light, which is the harmonious qi of Tai Qingyang. It is responsible for life, which can make people feel refreshed and refreshed, and prolong their life. The two are refreshing and spiritual, which are the changes of Yin Qi. It is responsible for wealth and wealth. It can make bright qi control Yang, which can make people plan for all things, and work hard for all gods, causing disasters and harm; the three essences are the miscellaneous yin energy, which is responsible for disasters and decline, which makes people lustful and lustful, drown in filthy thoughts, which consume essence, lack of spirit and energy, insufficient kidney qi, and obsessive of the five meridians of the spleen and stomach, and their five meridians are blocked every day and night. The lady often wants to get the clear yang energy, but not controlled by the three souls, so that the spirit and energy will be refreshed, the five elements will not be bound by all evils, and the diseases will not linger, and ghosts and gods will be afraid.

There are seven sufferings in the world: greed, anger, ignorance, meeting with enemies and hatreds, separation, seeking without gain, losing joy, and losing happiness, which is the most difficult to achieve. The seven sufferings hurt one of the three souls, also known as the fate soul. If you get it, you will lose your fate soul. When you encounter seven sufferings in life, your secret essence will be damaged, your face will be reduced and your complexion will be reduced, your god will be lost, your qi will be lost, and your life will be in danger; if a person dies and does not abandon the seven sufferings, your secret essence will be lost, and you will die.

The three souls and seven spirits are in harmony, and they are called perfect humans, life, health and blessings, and death, and they can enter the samsara. If the secluded spirit is lost, people will retain two souls and seven spirits. If people die, their souls and spirits will condense but not disperse. It is called ghosts, and they will not enter the samsara. They will wander in the three realms and have obsessions in their hearts. Those who are deeply obsessed may turn into evil ghosts, harming others and themselves.

Therefore, ghosts are the most painful people, but they are also ignorant, love to separate, and cannot get the three. They are ghosts, the most hurtful, the most hurtful, the feelings and the heart.

All things can be cultivated, and the same is true for ghosts. Those who are first ghosts have no consciousness and rely on the instinct of the seven sufferings. Once the mind is opened, they can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon nourish the soul, and condense the spirit. The first ghost is afraid of the sunlight and has no shadow. Once the spirit condenses, it can be operated under the sun, with shadows, and is no different from ordinary people. If it is not used to distinguish between special methods, it will not be able to distinguish between humans and ghosts.

Among the three realms, all worlds are called "ghosts". After death, people are obsessed with being transformed into reincarnation, or harming people, or harming people, and not able to end well. It is tragic. In the realm of cultivation, they are called "ghost immortals". They are created by ghosts practicing magical powers. The magic is strange and extraordinary. If there is no special magic weapon or wood-based thunder magic, they are invincible at the same level. However, ghost immortals have no entity, only spiritual bodies, and thunder is their nemesis, and they will never be able to ascend. In the Piaomiao Immortal Realm, they are called "ghosts and gods", which are transformed by immortals after death. The magical powers are even more powerful. In the immortal world, they retreat three times and dare not to shake them head-on.

2

“Hey, it is said that death is the greatest, and one should be buried in peace.

The enemy general was extremely brave and killed more than 700 soldiers from our army. Finally, he shot him seriously by placing a cold arrow. In the end, he died of blood and died without falling. He was also considered a hero and a god-like figure. Even though he was a general of the enemy country, many of my brothers died at his hands, I admire him.

He should have cherished the hero and was buried with great wealth, but our pussy general made people whip the corpse after his death and expose it to the wilderness. This method is really disgusting. He even told everyone that he was the one who killed the general. When the two armies were fighting, he hid in the tent and shivered. Finally, he saw that the general was exhausted and then shot an arrow from afar, and he was not even hurting the general's fur. The general looked at him before his death, and it scared him so much that he was so ridiculous that he was as timid as a mouse and had the face to talk nonsense. He was really shameless!"

In the wilderness, there was a mass grave, and two soldiers were ordered to deal with the bodies, and a young soldier complained.

"Oh, let's talk less. That man has such virtue. He just relies on nepotism to take up the position of general. It's just a pity that this enemy general has a reputation for a lifetime but will not have a good end!" said an older soldier.

"I'm just angry, there's this woman!" said the young soldier pointing to the female corpse wrapped in straw mat in the carriage, "Thousands of miles rushed to the general's side, in order to die together, and with the general's sword, they connected the two together forever.

When I broke through the city gate, I found a prisoner and asked about the identity of the woman. They only said that she was a maid next to the general. I asked where the original wife had gone. They said that she had fled. It was really sad, "The husband and wife were birds in the same forest, and they flew to the same place when the disaster came." The general fought bravely to ensure safety, but he ended up in this situation. He once vowed a lot, but he was not as sincere as a maid. I think this maid loved the general and could not have sex. He could not have sex with his bed in his life, and he could only have the same cave after his death.

But that bastard was actually asked us to throw this woman into the wilderness, and we wanted them to separate after death. It was really worse than beasts. You don’t know how tight the woman’s hand holding the sword was. Finally, she broke her hands and then barely separated. Fuck it!”

The young soldier sat down dejectedly and cried. The older soldier was also comforting him and sighing.

The night is getting darker and the cold wind is howling.

A war just ended, with countless casualties. The mass grave was extremely terrifying and stenched. The crow fell on the corpse and pecked at the carcasses, making heart-wrenching screams from time to time.

"Girl, we are also doing our orders, so I hope not to blame. You love the general deeply and your love is stronger than gold. We are also moved. I originally wanted to find a good hole for you, dig a grave and erect a monument, and hope you can be buried in the soil and enter the cycle of reincarnation early. However, the troops will set off tonight. Now that the war is flying, people's lives are like grass, we can only cover you with straw mats to avoid some wind and rain. If you are lucky enough to return from the battlefield in the future, we will definitely come to find your corpse and let you bury it with the general! If you can't let go and see your general, his body will be hung in the camp of the army, but when the army leaves, the killing spirit in the army will be too heavy, which will hurt your soul! Miss, let's leave, go all the way!" After that, the older soldier took a deep breath, bowed to the woman with the young soldier, and turned around and left.

After the two soldiers walked far away, the wind suddenly broke out in the mass grave, and the howling of ghosts and wolves continued to hear. The straw mat covering the female corpse was split into pieces, revealing the whole picture of the woman - wearing Central Plains clothing, but she looked like a Hu girl, with delicate facial features and exotic style, like a waterfall black hair, fresh face, and smooth and elastic skin. However, she was in her twenties, and was the most beautiful age for a woman, tall and graceful. If she danced, she would be so beautiful. If it weren't for the terrifying wound on her chest, the woman wouldn't seem to have died for a long time, but she would have fallen asleep.

The female corpse's eyes were suddenly opened, and its dim eyes gradually turned bloody and turned into a pair of blood pupils. She slowly stood up, and it turned into a transparent body. The blood pupil looked around, her eyes were dull, and she turned around and returned to the origin. She looked down and saw a woman exactly the same as herself. She covered her chest, as if it was unbearable pain, but she actually found a huge blood hole in her chest. The woman was crazy, and she whistled to the sky, and her red pupils became more and more weird. The woman's transparent body gradually solidified, and red blood flowed out of the blood hole in her chest, dyed her clothes red, and her black hair turned red like a waterfall.

The two soldiers were also very scared when they heard the strange noises from the mass grave. They were soldiers, and they were killed on the battlefield and were not afraid of ghosts and gods. However, at this time, they heard the screaming sound, and their legs were weak and they fell to the ground, supporting each other and trying to stand up, but they could not exert any strength.

A gust of cold wind blew from behind, and the two shivered, their teeth collided, and they shivered. Suddenly, a cold air fell on their necks, as if they were pinched by a pair of biting cold hands. The cold penetrated into the bone marrow. The two exhaled white air, and there were frost flowers on their eyelashes.

The older soldier seemed to remember something and shouted with all his might, "The general's body is in our army's camp!"

The tingling cold on the neck suddenly disappeared. The two of them survived the disaster, but they did not dare to move at all. A shrill roar was extremely terrifying, and they both felt apart. A red skirt passed by the two of them. They secretly looked up and saw a woman in red clothes floating to the distance. She suddenly stopped her body and her head turned around. Her red pupils scared them so much that they smoked their seven orifices.

The female ghost opened her red lips slightly, spit out the word "two", turned her head back in front, and continued to float forward, whistling while walking, shrilling and terrifying.

"She...she's...yes..." The young soldier couldn't calm down for a long time, and he couldn't say anything smoothly.

"It's that woman!" said the older soldier, sitting down dejectedly, at the age of thirty or forty, as if he had turned into an octogenarian.

"What did she say to us?" the young soldier asked in a trembling voice.

"She said, thank you!" After the elderly soldier said that, he suddenly burst into tears.

3

In the military camp, the soldiers were drunk as if they were drunk, while in the general's account were singing and dancing, with a spring atmosphere.

The temperature in the camp suddenly dropped, and the frost slowly moved forward with the female ghost in red. Wherever she passed, it was frozen, regardless of things or people. The soldiers standing guard, the soldiers urinating, the soldiers lying on the ground, and the horses drinking water and eating grass turned into ice sculptures, shattered and turned into ice crystals all over the ground.

When the female ghost walked to the general's tent, there was a very high pillar. The female ghost was ignorant and could not get it, loved but could not get it, and asked but could not get it, was wrapped around her neck by a rope, stripped naked, and whipped her skin in a decent manner, hanging there, swinging with the wind.

"Ah!" the female ghost screamed, extremely shrill, bleeding and tears flowing from her eyes, and she was extremely red.

With the female ghost as the center, the frost spreads out. Except for the general's tent that sings and dances, everything touched, regardless of life or death, is frozen into ice and then turned into ice crystals. The frost spreads out in circles and gradually turns into blood. The ice crystals melt and turn into blood, which is sticky and heavy.

The female ghost waved her hand and the rope that wrapped around the man's neck was split into pieces. The man fell down. The female ghost hugged her in her arms, gently stroked the man's face, and blood and tears fell down, seeping into the man's terrifying wound. Countless memories surged into her heart, the man with golden armor who was like a god descending to earth to defeat the wolf pack and saving the girl from danger; the gentle man holding the girl in his arms and riding his horse; the sad man who occasionally showed bitterness when he looked at her; the iron-blooded man who held her in his arms before the war and whispered in her ear... But now, he has become like this!

The female ghost hugged the man tightly, trembling all over, as if she wanted to give him some warmth, but she was a ghost and was naturally cold, so it would only make her even colder.

"It's so noisy!" The general who only knew how to spend time and money, hugged the two women and walked out of the military tent, shouting loudly, he was so drunk that he couldn't walk steadily, and barely relied on the two women to support him.

The female ghost turned her head, bloody clothes, bloody hair, bloody pupils, blood tears, the general woke up instantly, frightened to the point of being so scared that she was flowing all over. The female ghost waved her hand, and the world seemed to be divided into two. Everyone in the military account looked at a wound that appeared on her body incredibly, and the whole person fell down crookedly, split into two. The plasma on the ground exploded and turned into huge waves to devour everything.

The female ghost whistled to the sky and stopped stopping.

The enemy disappeared overnight without a trace, and the army took the opportunity to regain the lost city. However, a blood-colored lake outside the city swallowed everything and became a forbidden place for death. There was also a screaming sound that was unaware of. Everyone heard it and felt heartbroken, and they were crying. They did not dare to hear too much, for fear of being heart-wrenching and crying to death on the spot.

A memorial was reported, and the Imperial City sent a monk to check it out and replied that the blood-clothed ghosts were in trouble. They needed to shock the soul with talismans, burned fire to extinguish their bodies, and hit them with golden thunder to make their souls scatter and never be reborn.

The blood-clothed ghost was quite amazing. Even though the cultivator was determined, he couldn't help but feel shocked when he heard the ghost roaring and demonic sound. He could not help but bring many reinforcements from the cultivation world. There were a few people who were good at using talismans, a few people who were good at using fire, and a few people who were good at using golden thunder spells to surround the female ghost, and all kinds of magic spells went into battle to attack the female ghost.

But the female ghost just hugged the man who had been dead for a long time and cried without any resistance.

"Oh, crazy!" A sigh followed by a flash of white light. The monks were beaten to vomit blood and flew backwards. The talismans, fire, and golden thunder all turned into invisibles. When many monks stabilized their bodies, the female ghost had disappeared, and the demon sound had stopped.

The monks did not understand why, but no matter what the process was, the evil ghosts had finally solved it, so they were no longer pursuing it and went back to their own houses.

Decades have passed.

This is the top of the snow-capped mountain that the female tribe regarded as a god, covered with snow.

A tomb was covered with snow. If it weren't for the tombstone's corner, I'd be afraid I wouldn't have found it.

A woman in red clothes, red hair and red eyes were not afraid of the cold, and she pulled open the snow in front of the tombstone with her bare hands. It turned out to be a tombstone without words. The woman squatted down and stretched out her slender fingers. Her nails were bright red and weird. She gently rubbed them, as if she was stroking her lover's face. Then, she actually used her fingers to engrave the words one by one on the biting and hard tombstones!

Engraved on the top of the stele: This feeling is unswerving;

The right side carved: Husband’s bell is not seen; hold the hand of your son, and the mandarin ducks are paired with wings;

The left side carved: Wife Rouran Yu Jiulu; walking with her son, she envys the phoenix flying in a nirvana;

Engraved on the bottom of the stele: a tomb of joint burial.

After carving, the woman took a jar of strong wine, broke the sealing mud, sprinkled the mellow wine onto the tombstone, and then raised her head and poured the remaining wine into her mouth.

"Roran, this wine is so strong. Don't fight with me, a man!" A man said, full of pity and worry.

"No, who said that women are inferior to men! How could the children of the grassland be defeated by fine wine? It's full of them!" The woman said with a giggle, full of charm.

After drinking, the woman was indeed unable to bear the power of drinking. She fell down swayingly, but fell into the man's arms. The man was in a hurry, and after a moment, he seemed to be determined, and wrapped his arms around. The woman's eyes were blurred, her cheeks were dizzy, her cheeks were flushed, her shameful elegance turned green, and her smile turned spring, and she exhaled like orchids, not knowing whether she was drunk or awake. She smelled the fragrance of the woman's body and mixed with the smell of alcohol, and became more and more intoxicating. The man's breathing was rapid and his heart beat faster, and even facing the enemy's troops, he did not lose his composure.

"Roran?" the man called softly, but he did not hear the woman's response.

As if something was wrong, the man printed his dry lips on the woman's lips and retreated at once. His face changed and his heart was mixed, but he was more like a child who did something wrong, at a loss.

He thought she didn't know, so he wanted to bury the secret in his heart.

She actually knew that just because she wanted to see him, since then, every time she saw her, her ears looked red.

Others say that she is a fairy and confuses people's minds.

If she were a fairy, she would have taken this man away, but she was not, she was just a mortal.

There was a crystal clear stroke across the corner of my eyes, I didn’t know if it was tears or wine.

After drinking, the woman threw the wine jar and smashed it to pieces. She turned around and walked towards the man in white who was integrated with the white snow not far away. Her red hair was in the bitter cold wind, like the red lotus karma fire that burned the heaven and earth.

"Have you seen it open?" the man asked.

"I can't see it, nor do I want to see it, so I remember him, I will never forget it!" The woman smiled sweetly.

"Well, that's fine!" the man said, and then asked again, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know!" The woman looked around and said, without him, she didn't know where home was!

"Then follow me! I figured it out one day, and it's not too late to leave!" the man said.

"Okay!" the woman nodded.

"Your name is too difficult to describe, please change it!" the man said with a smile.

"Then call me—"

4

"Sister Rakshasa!"

Luosha slowly opened her eyes, and in front of her was Su Qinxuan's beautiful and bright face.

"I'm asleep again!" Rakshasa shook his head and smiled bitterly. Recently, he became more and more sleepy and often fell asleep for no reason. The past is always repeated in his dreams, but it is difficult to remember the appearance of those people in the dreams, and it becomes more and more blurred.

Rakshasa sighed and sat up from the couch, hazy and sleepy, smiling slightly, red clothes, red hair, red eyes became more and more colorful, shining with people.

"Is this time to go to 'Langan Xuan'?" asked Rakshasa.

"Well, it's haha, it's the first day, I dare not be late!" Su Qinxuan said, suddenly laughing and thinking of something interesting, "I was arrested to go to the National Academy to teach, and I beat King Jingyang's son on the first day. Fortunately, Sister Mingkong helped me out, and Le Yi's black face was funny to think about it! Although I was reluctant at first, I got used to it later and felt that going to school was interesting. Later, as Dugu traveled around, I had to drop out of school. I thought I would not have a chance to get in school in this life, but I didn't know that I was put into the school again after entering the world of cultivation. Alas! Life is so hard!"

Rakshasa green jade finger poked Su Qinxuan's forehead, "If the butterfly is here, do you still dare to say this!"

"Hiss!" Su Qinxuan stuck out her tongue, "Don't!"

When Su Qinxuan thought of the butterfly's iconic smile, she felt a little scared and took it seriously.
To be continued...