I am a ghost. I really can’t remember how many years I have been dead. I only know that my death was in vain. The underworld does not accept my name, so I can only stay here resigned to my fate.
As for how I died, it's ridiculous to say that I was squeezed to death.
That winter, the entire Yan Kingdom seemed to be buried under heavy snow. It was the biggest snowfall I have ever seen. Because it was difficult to walk in the snow, Taifu was late for class, so my father allowed us to play in the snow for half an hour. Who
If the pile is high, a pony will be given to it.
Everyone was eager to give it a try. Yan Zhan and the others were so fast that they suddenly disappeared. I was small and fell behind. By the time I arrived, they had already piled up.
When I was about to get ready for a big fight, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a thin figure standing under the corridor. His features were picturesque, his pupils were black, and his pale face was pink and refracted by the sunlight on the snow. This was the eighth brother, Yan.
Xitong, because of his weak health, has been cultivating beside his father, so it is rare to see him again.
He looked at us playing enthusiastically in the snow. He wanted to come over, but was stopped by the palace staff: "Eighth Prince, you are not allowed to do this."
Seeing how pitiful he was, I ran over to talk to him.
His voice was so soft, like a newly hatched chick, tender and tender.
"Go down and help me get a heater." Yan Xitong ordered the palace attendant beside him.
"yes."
After sending the others away, Yan Xitong smiled brightly at me: "Are you here to play with me?"
I shook my head regretfully: "You are weak, I'm afraid you can't bear the wind and cold. If you really want to play, I will make a snowball for you." So I bent down and made a snowball and handed it to him.
He stretched out his hand from the furry sheath. It was a small white hand. How could he have thought that in the near future, these hands would kill people without hesitation?
I handed it to him, and he looked around. Seeing that no one had noticed, he hurriedly stuffed the snow dumplings into the sheath, and then smiled happily at me.
It was very warm inside the sheath, and the snow melted instantly. The entire sheath was wet, but he couldn't bear to take his hands out.
When the palace people found out, they were frightened to death. That night, Yan Xitong had a fever. When my father found out about it, he became furious and said that I was evil-hearted and had plotted to murder my younger brother. He ordered me to be punished ten times.
Ten big boards cannot kill a person, but I was young at the time and was in a daze after being beaten. At that moment, I felt something penetrated my body and squeezed me out alive.
I don’t know who the person who squeezed me was, but I know that he must not be a human.
A few days later, I saw Yan Xitong in mid-air, wrapped in a thick mink velvet cloak, sneaking in to visit me.
But at that time, my body was already occupied by someone.
Yan Xitong didn't know. He sobbed and lay beside the bed and said, "I hurt you."
"You didn't harm me, I don't care about you, Buddy." I shouted in the air, but he couldn't hear me at all, and I couldn't really touch him.
I hate it beyond measure.
This guy has taken over my body and taken my name... He is no different from a thief, but I am a ghost and there is nothing I can do against him.
A few years later, Yan Xitong has grown up, the other princes have grown up, and the person who stole my body has also grown up, and he is even more handsome.
But there's one thing I don't like. I had a good outlook on life, but he looked evil and sycophantic, and he was vicious and scheming. He was completely different from me.
