"There are thousands of regrets in the past and present, and only separations and reunions are joys and sorrows. There is no storm and evil in the river. It is difficult to walk on other people."

The sound of reciting came, Zeng Xuan was indignant and sighed sadly: "The night is silent, who will I tell you about my thoughts?"

The poem he read was done by Xin Qiji, a great poet in the Song Dynasty. Xin Qiji was sending his friends to his heart and felt that the world was difficult, so he expressed his feelings for his poem. The poem before was a farewell, but the words afterwards were inconvenient to his state of mind.

Thinking of his various experiences, he couldn't help but clench his fists and secretly hated him.

"well……"

In the courtyard, a long sigh came from a female sigh, sad and sad, as if she had infinite resentment.

"Who?"

Zeng Xuan put together the book and opened the door. He saw the bright moon outside, the stars were shattered, and the darkness was everywhere. In this cold winter, there was no sound of insects, but the cold wind was howling, bringing a biting chill.

Zeng Xuan walked around the courtyard for a few steps, shook his head, and said to himself, "Is it a ghost?" Then he felt indignant and shouted, "I sighed in the spring, and there must be some resentment. Although we are separated from the underworld, and the difference between the qi and the resentment in our hearts is also connected, so why not come out and talk?"

The cold wind whistled, only the door slammed, and no one answered around.

Zeng Xuan shook his head, got up and walked into the room.

"Young Master..."

A woman's cry came from behind Zeng Xuan, which made Zeng Xuan's whole body feel cold and his limbs immediately stiff and numb.

He came out and shouted at the ghosts? It was just a moment of indignation? Now he was really shouting out the ghosts, which made him at a loss? He stood there for a moment? Zeng Xuan had just turned around and saw a beautiful man standing behind him. His dress was plain white, his long hair was fluttering? He seemed to have infinite sorrow in his beautiful eyes.

Looking at the woman under the dim light? It is three more beautiful than usual. After seeing this woman, Zeng Xuan's fear was gone for a while and looked at the woman. He bowed respectfully. He said, "Girl."

"I'm Huang Yan'er."

The woman in white said to Zeng Xuan: "I appreciate you and dare not live in the underworld for a long time, so I came out to talk about the loneliness for a hundred years. In this mysterious view, the incense is the most popular, and the gods have spirits? The young master does not have to be afraid of fear."

It turns out that your name is Huang Yaner...

Zeng Xuan looked at Huang Yan'er's face and said in his heart.

Xuanmiao Temple is located in Nanyang City? It is a famous local temple official. Before that? This temple is called Laojun Hall? According to legend, Liu Xiu and Wang Mang had a fierce battle in Nanyang? At that time, heavy fog fell from the sky and Liu Xiu was defeated. Suddenly, a green cow rescued Liu Xiu. When the fog dissipated, Liu Xiu discovered that the green cow turned into a mud cow. Only then did Liu Xiu realize that it was the Taishang Laojun who showed his spirit to rescue him. From then on, the incense here became a prosperous place. By the time of the Yuan Dynasty, this place was changed to Xuanmiao Temple, which was the phrase "Mysterious and Mysterious" and "Mysterious Gate".

"The Qingwei Abbot of Xuanmiaoguan..."

Zeng Xuan spoke up to remind him.

The abbot of Xuanmiao Temple is a famous local master. He is responsible for many of the evil-killing things. Huang Yan'er broke into Xuanmiao Temple. If he was discovered by the mage, he would inevitably be punished.

"The world is vast, and all kinds of things live. People walk in the daytime, ghosts walk in the night, and both have no harm. All things are born together, and they are suitable for their own purposes. Ghosts do not restrict people from walking in the daytime. How can people restrict ghosts from traveling? Master Qingwei will never blame me, and the young master does not need to be careful."

Huang Yan'er said softly.

Such ghosts must be good people in the mysterious view.

Thinking of this, Zeng Xuan reached out to invite Huang Yan'er into the house for a talk.

"Young Master, wait a moment."

Huang Yan'er asked Zeng Xuan to enter the room first, and then carried a food box, followed closely behind, saying, "Some of the wine and food are all owned by the world. The young master and I have a long grudge. You might as well drink it together."

Zeng Xuan is now in his life when he is restrained. Seeing Huang Yan'er's food box and the wine is exquisite, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and then refused and said, "I will not receive any rewards without any merits, let alone these things..."

The things that ghosts get from the human world are probably things of others.

"Young Master, don't underestimate us."

Huang Yan'er chuckled when she heard this and said, "Although we are ghosts, we can't do anything illegal. There are many gold and silver burials where Yan'er is buried."

Zeng Xuan had a mortal fetus with naked eyes, but could not distinguish between Huang Yan'er's species. He did not know that Huang Yan'er was not a ghost, but a demon fox. He just saw that Huang Yan'er was beautiful and had a very affectionate relationship, so he asked Huang Yan'er to set up the wine and vegetables. He had lived in Taoist temple for a long time, and he ate a lot of the Taoist temple porridge. Now, even if he saw wine and meat, he could not control himself. He ate wine and meat in front of him. Even if he was a little restrained, he would inevitably swallow his true nature.

After waiting until he had enough, Zeng Xuan wiped his mouth and looked at Huang Yan'er in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

Huang Yan'er pursed her lips and smiled, and was beautiful and brilliant under the candlelight. She said with a chuckle: "I see the young master's spirit and rich look. Why is he so disappointed now? He makes words of hatred?"

As soon as he asked, he asked Zeng Xuan's sadness. Zeng Xuan looked at Huang Yan'er with tears in his eyes, and said to Huang Yan'er with annoyance.

"My family was originally from the Zeng family in Nanyang, and the family was rich. It was just because there was a collection of books in the family, which was for ancient books. According to legend, it was the "White Horse Chapter" written by Cao Zijian. When the current prefect learned about it, he asked for it from my house and wanted to offer it to the high-ranking official in Shenjing to serve as an promotion. My father disagreed and caused a huge disaster. Now all the people in the family are lost, and I am the only one who survives by chance."

Zeng Xuan said hatred: "It's a pity that this corps is too powerful and there are guards around Nanyang. I am a weak person. I cannot go to Shenjing to complain. I can only retreat here and wait for this person to be transferred before making plans."

Cao Zijian is Cao Zhi.

After the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai was said to be an immortal talent, but before the Tang Dynasty, Cao Zijian was said to be an immortal talent.

The White Horse Chapter is one of Cao Zijian's poems, which includes the sentence "Sacrificing one's life to the country, and treating death as if you are homeless", and is also a sentence that has been famous throughout the ages.

"Cao Zijian's White Horse Chapter?"

Huang Yan'er was extremely shocked when she heard this, looked at Zeng Xuan and asked, "Is this scripture already in the hands of the prefect?"

Zeng Xuan shook his head when he heard this.

It was not in the hands of the prefect, it was still in the hands of Zeng Xuan.

Huang Yan'er looked at Zeng Xuan and asked, "I wonder if I can see the true appearance of the book?"

Zeng Xuan was a little hesitant, perhaps because Huang Yan'er's face was too beautiful, or perhaps because he ate Huang Yan'er's food, Zeng Xuan was shaken in his heart.

"Young Master."

Huang Yan'er covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "Young Master, if you can open your eyes, Yan'er will be able to avenge the young master and let the Nanyang prefect give justice to the young master."

Zeng Xuan was so excited that he couldn't help but look at Huang Yan'er. During this period, Zeng Xuan had been huddling in the temple. With no hope of revenge, he once placed it on ghosts and gods, begging in his heart that God could punish the prefect. Now, the opportunity is in front of him.

"Can ghosts interfere in human affairs?"

Zeng Xuan looked at Huang Yan'er and asked hesitantly.

After all, the prefect of Nanyang is a high-ranking official, and Huang Yan'er in front of him seems to be just a little ghost.

Huang Yan'er pursed her lips and chuckled, and said, "When today I ascend the throne and implement benevolent government, the people will benefit me. We ghosts also have edicts in the underworld. Gods told us that in today's world, as long as there are corrupt officials who do evil, we can punish them. This is also to alert the world and help the emperor to implement benevolent government. This is a matter of immeasurable merit."

When Zeng Xuan heard Huang Yan'er's words, he naturally believed it. He rubbed his hands and leaned down under the bed. After exploring it for several years, he finally found a box. After opening it, it was wrapped in silk.

Zeng Xuan first washed his hands, then wiped his hands clean, rubbed them hard, wiped them off all the water vapor on his hands, and restored his hands to their original dryness. He fumbled on the silk for a while. Seeing that Huang Yan'er and others were impatient, he reached out to peel off the silk.

"Crackling..."

A series of electric light emerged on the silk.

Seeing this, Zeng Xuan stopped moving forward.

"What's wrong?"

Huang Yan'er asked.

"The last time my maid was dressing, fires appeared on her body. Soon after, my family suffered a disaster, and my maid died tragically. This time..."

Zeng Xuan closed the silk.

"The last time was a bad omen, and this time was a good omen. So the two are in harmony, it is the time when you end the cause and effect."

Huang Yan'er said nonsense.

Zeng Xuan hesitated for a moment, and finally opened the silk and revealed the ancient books and scriptures inside. It was the White Horse Chapter written by Cao Zijian back then.

The white horse is decorated with golden bans and is galloping northwest.

Whose family? You Bing Yan Xiaer...

With one stroke of writing, Cao Zhi's spirit is vividly revealed on the paper.

"It's indeed Cao Zijian's White Horse Chapter."

Huang Yan'er stretched out her hand and she knew Cao Zhi's pen and ink.

Zeng Xuan closed the book, looked at Huang Yan'er, and asked, "Can you avenge me?"

To let Huang Yan'er see, he puts his hope of revenge on Huang Yan'er.

Huang Yan'er shook her head gently.

"You've regretted it?"

Zeng Xuan changed his color when he was Li.

"No."

Huang Yan'er said: "After all, I am a ghost and cannot interfere in human affairs. However, I can give you a clear path to the young master. You only need to follow Yan'er's words to get the head of your enemy."

Zeng Xuan held the books tightly with both hands and stared at Huang Yan'er.

"Young Master, there are signs before the incident happens."

Huang Yan'er looked at Zeng Xuan and said, "It's like the morning glow running rain, the sunset is clear, these are all signs of qi. We can see the signs of qi. The young master is in poverty now, and what he needs most is money. The young master only needs to go out at this time and go to the home of the Wang Dahu in Nanyang City, and he can easily get two thousand taels of gold. These two thousand taels of gold, one thousand taels of gold can go to the pork shop in the south of the city, and let the Li Butuhu, who is incognito and quit the world, kill the prefect for you. The other one thousand taels of gold can make the young master re-manage the family business and become a prominent family in Nanyang City."

"Wang Dahu is a rich man and his wife is always mean to the maids. They should have had such a disaster."

Huang Yan'er easily gave Zeng Xuan a "bright road".

Zeng Xuan was already restless after eating what Huang Yan'er brought. When he heard Huang Yan'er's words, he felt even more excited and eager to try.

"Miss Yan'er..."

Zeng Xuan reached out and grabbed Huang Yan'er's hand. The tentacles were cold, but they were physical.

"Young Master Zeng..."

Huang Yan'er lowered her head shyly and said coquettishly: "I like people with heroic spirits, but I don't like the young master here, mother-in-law and mother."

What Huang Yan'er implied was to ask Zeng Xuan to do this quickly.

"good!"

When Zeng Xuan heard this, he immediately picked up Huang Yan'er and said heroically: "Miss Yan'er, since you have entered my room, you should be married to me. Tonight's beautiful scenery, we two will be here first, and then when we get the money, we will definitely build a tomb for you and pay tribute to you well!"

I will build a tomb for you and pay tribute to you well!

Huang Yan'er cursed in her heart, but reached out to hold Zeng Xuan's neck and said, "Since Yan'er has come in, she naturally can't escape. Young master, it's better to do the important thing first."

At this time, a woman's status and status are low after all. She is a good woman who dares to speak out when she is hugged by a strange man, for fear that her reputation will be damaged, which will make her have no place to gain a foothold in the world. This indulges men. When facing women, she always expresses her demands very bluntly, and women rarely resist.

"It doesn't matter!"

Zeng Xuan said: "I only breathe a hundred times..."

Two people have a crush on each other, so they will achieve good things here.

"Huang Yan'er!"

Ji Mingkun shouted loudly, kicked open the door, walked in, and behind Ji Mingkun, Guo Qi was suddenly there.

Su Yang was outside the door and didn't have to go in at all. Su Yang didn't have to take action personally to capture such a little monster.

When Huang Yan'er saw the two of them coming side by side, she was shocked and stood up and was about to escape. However, Ji Mingkun and Guo Qi both had magic talismans in their hands. After a moment, they stuck Huang Yan'er in place and immediately turned into a fox. The two tied knots and took Huang Yan'er.

"Who are you?"

Zeng Xuan said in panic when he saw this.

"The one who saved your life!"

Ji Mingkun snatched the White Horse Chapter from Zeng Xuan without hesitation, put the divine talisman in his hand on Zeng Xuan's head, drove away the vicious poison for him, and also relieved his restlessness.

"Su Shenxian..."

Guo Qi handed the "White Horse" to Su Yang.

“Stain…”

When Su Yang saw this book, he sighed and said, "Many famous scholars were praised by local tyrants and had no real ability to show off, but Cao Zijian did have his own ability, but it was a pity for him."
Chapter completed!