Shen Jue was awakened by the pain, as if his whole body was roasted by the fire, the raging fire burned his bones, and the intense pain made him open his eyes.

And when he opened his eyes, he first saw the faded murals. The murals on the ceiling can no longer see the original colors. You can only vaguely see the characters painted on them, the delicate beauty of various willow leaf eyebrows and cherry lips. The beauties are full of bones under their jade feet.

Bone and bones, like a mountain of corpses. Beauty and bones, this match looks really beautiful and weird. Shen Jue looked at it for a while, and raised his hand to cover his chest. The pain made him almost unable to lie down peacefully. He gasped, turned over, and grabbed his body with another almost pale hand. Under the mattress, his pale face showed an expression of pain at the same time.

This situation...

He became a painter, and painter has always loved beauty. In this environment, he is no exception. There are many beauties in the mortal world, so he is greedy for the mortal world and is unwilling to reincarnate, because he never harms people and has a weak spirit. It didn't attract the ghost to come and arrest him.

After all, there are enough evil spirits in the mortal world, and those ghosts are too busy to catch evil spirits. There is no time to come here to arrest Shen Jue.

Therefore, Shen Jue hid in this mortal world and stayed for more than 100 years. The ghost life of more than a hundred years made him forget about his future. He can't remember who he was in his previous life or what he died for, and he only loves beauty. He goes to the mortal world to look for a beauty all day long. If he finds one, he will paint himself as the other person when he returns, stand in front of the stolen bronze mirror and scratch his head, admiring the stolen face.

But stealing someone’s face will always happen.

Shen Jue once met two beauties at the same time, and the two beauties stood next to the water, almost becoming a painting. He had never seen such a good-looking person, and two of them appeared at the same time. He hid behind the tree and stared at him ignorantly. After the two beauties had left, he reluctantly retracted his gaze.

After returning, he hurriedly changed his newly painted leather, but when he spread the blue and white leather on the desk, he hesitated. Because he didn't know who he should look like, the beauty on the left is beautiful, and the one on the right is also beautiful, like his palm and the back of his hands, neither of which is difficult to give up.

He bit the pen tip for a long time, and finally decided to take his turn. One day is painted like the beauty on the left, the beauty on the left is pure and juicy, with freehand eyebrows like mountains and rivers, eyebrows are like mountains, and eyes are like water; one day is painted like the beauty on the right, the beauty on the right is beautiful, I am afraid that peony and other enchanting flowers Can't compare with him.

Shen Jue observed the two beauties for a long time, and even the other's actions and smiles were captured in his eyes, so when he put on the painted skin, he could almost become that person.

One day and night, he painted like a left beauty, went to the streets to find a new beauty, and accidentally ran into the right beauty. They ran into it at a corner, and Shen Jue was caught by the wrist before he could even hide his figure.

"Chu Yan, didn't you say that you are going to accompany your aunt to burn incense outside the city, won't you be able to come back tonight?" The other party's blushing lips closed and he uttered a word that made Shen Jue extremely panicked.

Who is Chu Yan?

The owner of the skin he painted?

But in a panic, he was taken over by the beauty of the person in front of him. Don't say a word, he couldn't even utter a word, so he would just stare at the other person in a daze.

Looking closer, he even felt that the people in front of him were beautiful, and there was nothing beautiful. Shen Jue must have spent a lot of time thinking about Nuwa when she made him. Unlike other people, she just squeezed a handful of mud and threw it on the ground, and she became a person.

Seeing him, the other party was stunned, not angry, but smiled, "What's wrong with you today? Why do you look dumb, not like your usual sharp teeth. Forget it, since you are fine today, do you want to? Go and sit in my house? I have a new pot of chrysanthemums, which is the best. I'm just about to ask you to come over and give me some comments.

In this way, Shen Jue went back to the house with people in a bewildered manner and appreciated the legendary chrysanthemum. He only admires beauties, but not any flowers, so when the other person asked him how the chrysanthemum was, he thought hard, and finally murmured: "Emerald algae light flowers, tassels and beautiful floating shadows..."

He said that the poem was just because there was a "flower" in it, but after listening to the ancient poem he read, the eyes of the people next to him quietly changed. Then the man dragged Shen Jue into the inner bed to drink tea. Shen Jue is a ghost and cannot eat mortal things. He looked at the steaming tea in front of him, worried, hesitated for a long time, stood up, "I'll go back first."

"Wait." A jade hand pressed against Shen Jue's shoulder, and his voice was low and ambiguous. "Chu Yan, the poem you just read is very familiar to me, but you can't remember the next few sentences. Tell me more, okay?"

Shen Jue nodded hurriedly when he saw that he didn't need to drink tea but only read poems.

When he read "Luo Jian has broken the mandarin ducks and quilt, and his clothes are covered with grapes", he was led to the bedside and read "In the curtain of red and bright pink", this painting ghost has been pulled onto the bed. After waiting, he couldn't read aloud. It was so painful that he couldn't say a word.

He didn't know what the other party was doing, he just felt pain, the other party's face was dangling in front of him, and the night outside the window gradually faded. Although Shen Jue was in pain, he knew that he should go, so he hurriedly propped up his body and whispered: "I... it's getting late, I don't... don't appreciate the chrysanthemum, and I don't want to read poems. I want to go back. "

The beauty in front of him chuckled and left a word in his ear, "Dilijian is crimson, Chu Yan."

...

It is not that Shen Jue must not be able to see the sun. After all, he is also a ghost that has lived for more than a hundred years. He is just used to being a ghost. He is used to being afraid of the sun. Besides, seeing the sun, his invisibility technique cannot be used. A normal skin color will turn blue and white in daylight, and if he has no shadow, he will suddenly be found to be a ghost.

He ran away from the other party's house in a panic, the clothes on his body were still the other party's, because his one was already out of shape.

It didn't take long for Shen Jue to escape back to his gloomy mansion when the sky was bright outside. He had been in pain for several days, and finally his body was no longer in pain, the scar was healed, and he forgot to have pain, and he went out for a day and night again.

Unexpectedly, he met the right beauty again, was hooked by the other's beauty again, and followed the other back to the house in a daze. The poem this time was longer than last time, and he was so painful that he couldn't bear it before speaking. He didn't dare to say something serious, because he was afraid that the other party would find him a ghost, so he could only say in a negotiating tone, and said in a low voice, "I, I...I have a painful pain, can I...no...no Read it?"

But when he said this, he hurt even more.

Before he hurried back to the house this time, the sky was bright. He could only endure the pain while avoiding pedestrians. When he finally returned to his mansion, he hurriedly took off the skin from his body and threw it into the pool in the yard.

His skull was tilted, and he turned around and went back to the room after watching some unidentified liquid emerge under his skin.

Later, he ran into the right beauty twice. Those two times were no different from the previous two. He still felt pain. He still had to hurry back to his mansion before dawn, but after the fourth time, he had a physical problem.

He seemed to be forcibly set on a fire and roasted. The fire burned his bones, causing him to roll over the bed with pain. The bones were scattered and pieced together. If it weren't for him to wear skin, those bones would not know where they were going. go with.

This life-and-death pain made the retrospective mirror in Shen Jue work, and he recovered his memory.

...

Shen Jue's green lips quivered slightly, and the hand holding the mattress almost broke the mattress and took out the cotton wool inside. Those eyes were dark and deep, looking straight ahead.

After recovering his memory, he was naturally not confused as before, knowing why it hurts.

In this state, he is a ghost, and ghosts and people do that kind of thing. It is because he inhales the other party's Yang Qi. If it is an ordinary person, that person is not an ordinary person. Born during Yang. Once it was good, he inhaled the other party's yang energy four times. How could he be able to withstand this kind of ghost with a light spirit? Naturally, he would die.

Of course, after getting over it, his Taoism can become deeper, but it also means that his ghostly spirit will become heavier, and if the ghostly spirit is too heavy, it will attract ghosts.

However, in the previous lifetimes of this realm, his final ending was not that he was caught by the ghost chase.

The right beauty is named Xie Zhi, with the word Shengyi. After Shen Jue met him for a while, he was still discovered as a ghost. After Xie Zhi learned, he didn't ask Shen Jue why he painted someone else's appearance. He didn't even say anything to blame. He just asked him many questions in detail, and then told him about the beauty named Chu Yan.

"He has offended your Majesty. He is now locked up in a jail, and he will be beheaded soon. I know that you have great powers as ghosts, and you can become him again. Even I didn't even see that you are not him before. , Can you be tortured for him? Anyway, you won’t die if you are beheaded."

He won’t die, but he always cherishes the skin on his body. Every time he paints, he is careful and careful. If his head is beheaded, the skin on his neck will split. You have to sew it up later. It will leave traces, and it is difficult to hide it no matter how you paint it.

But Xie Zhi begged him, and he thought of Chu Yan's face again. If such a beautiful face was gone, he would not bear it. Then... he should help.

"I can pretend to bleed, but I don't have a shadow in the sun, will anyone see it?" Shen Jue said with some worry.

Xie Zhi was silent for a while before saying: "It's okay, I will take care of this."

It's just that Shen Jue didn't expect that Xie Zhi's management not only saved people, but also put him to death.

Xie Zhi invited a celestial master in private, and the celestial master cast a spell to create a fake shadow for Shen Jue. Xie Zhi also bought the executioner and replaced the beheading knife in his hand with a magic weapon for the celestial master to kill ghosts. With a single knife, the celestial master casts the spell at the same time. Shen Jue, the painter who has lived for more than 100 years, is struggling. There is no time, and my soul is gone.

For more than 100 years when Shen Jue was a painter of skin ghosts, he could only paint beauties, and he couldn't even recognize the magical tools that could kill ghosts. So at the last moment before he died, he didn't know that he was going to kill him. He even knelt on the stage and looked Looking at Xie Zhi anxiously, hoping to get comfort from the other party.

But Xie Zhihate poisoned him, but he didn't know it.

Xie Zhisheng is a human, and he has been in love with a painter for a few times, and he is still a painter who paints his sweetheart. He feels sick when he thinks about this. He first hated Shen Jue for deceiving him and deceiving him, and secondly hated Shen Jue's dirty paint.

He didn’t know if the skin on Shen Jue was peeled off from other corpses. Even if it wasn’t, it was the skin of a dead person. The facial features on it were all painted. He felt sick and nauseous when he thought of this, so he must For Shen Jue to pay the price, the best price is naturally to let Shen Jue disappear forever in this world.

Such a despicable ghost is not worthy of reincarnation.

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In fact, I was going to finish it, but I was a little bit reluctant, so let's write a ghost story to play with, and I can only continue to feel wronged.

Quote: "...The emerald algae are light flowers, the tassels are beautiful and the floating shadow... Luo Jian has broken the mandarin duck quilt, and his clothes are covered with grape belts... The dripping room is deep red..."

——Two poems of eight chants [Tang] Shangguan Yi

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