One day, the young man entered the temple and gave the Buddha the first popular incense in a century. He knelt on the ground and said to the Buddha:

He said he had a dream since he was a very young man.

In my dreams, I always see a woman in blue and plain clothes dancing in a quiet and weird hall...

The dancing girl turned around and smiled miserably at him. Every time he wanted to see her clearly, but every time he woke up, the only thing he remembered was a red stone hanging on her chest.

He said he was a hunter on this mountain. He heard from his grandparents that the area at the foot of the mountain where they lived was a palace many years ago, but later it became ruins overnight because of an ominous woman.

It is said that when the woman was born, she held a red stone as big as a bayberry in her mouth.

When people sigh and talk, they would say "Misfortune!" He said that at that time he thought that he had dreamed because he had listened to this legend first.

After hearing his words, my mother was even more sure that he was the reincarnation of Ping Wangji, so my mother paid attention to his every move.

He went out early and came back late to make a living by hunting. He would pass by this dilapidated temple every evening when he returned home.

Every time he came back from hunting, he would put down his prey and sit on the steps to rest for a while, then stare at the stone tablet at the entrance of the temple, although the words on it were blurred.

Every time my mother saw him like this, she would wonder whether he remembered the dream he often had and the stone tablet engraved at the temple gate with "Go to the other side early"?

It took a year like this. In the winter of the next year, when my mother went to pray and recite scriptures to you at night as usual, she was surprised to find that there was a person under the incense table, and she was still a woman.

My mother's heart jumped wildly at that time and quietly hid behind the Buddha statue..."

"Haha, are ghosts afraid of seeing this?" Mo Xiaoyue smiled so hard that she turned back and forth and asked with a smile.

Yan'er said coquettishly, "Yue'er! My mother has yin energy on her body, what should I do if she hurts people? In addition, my mother has been here for more than a hundred years, and she is the real body when she comes out at night and cannot be invisible!"

"Oh!" After hearing these words, Mo Xiaoyue calmed down.

Seeing that she was quiet, Yan'er continued to preach, "The snow was very heavy that winter. My mother saw him finishing hunting as usual and went to the temple to take a look. When she wanted to leave, she found something! My mother looked along his gaze and saw a row of footprints! The footprints were very shallow, like the wind blowing sand, and just gently stroked across the snow surface.

My mother looked at his expression and seemed to be wondering, who could enter this dilapidated temple? I wondered if it was because I had been in this dilapidated temple for a long time, so my footprints were covered with heavy snow, which seemed very unclear.

When my mother saw him walking in with surprise, she looked around. Seeing that there was no one, she wanted to turn around and leave. At this moment, a slight sound came from under the altar.

He walked over and overturned the altar, revealing a woman in white clothes, with long hair like a waterfall scattered behind her shoulders, curled up with barefoot legs, and a stone with red thread around her slender neck, with red color.

Seeing the stone hanging around the woman's neck, my mother's heart was about to pop out, because she knew that the woman was you, Yue'er!"

When my mother saw him coming forward and picking you up, she turned around and ran out, and she followed her and chased her out. As soon as she went out, she heard a "crack" breaking sound from behind her. When my mother turned around, she saw that the Buddha statue in the hall had collapsed into a handful of yellow sand!

Seeing the Buddha statue collapsed, my mother suddenly felt a sudden heart. The Buddha statue was broken, I am afraid it was not a good thing!

Sure enough! It happened soon afterwards... "

Xiaoyue was shocked when she heard this. No, she has always been in the underworld. How could such a woman be reincarnated on her behalf?

"Mom, are you mistaken? I have been in the underworld, guarding purgatory and purifying my mind. How could such a woman appear? Who is she? She must not be me..."

Yan'er smiled, "Yue'er, it doesn't matter if you are not important. What's important is that she has experienced the disaster of your life with Ping Wang Ji on your behalf. Now she has gone. The young man has been holding his hands half-cut jade in his hand, his beard is unshaven, and he is decadent. Yue'er, my mother hopes you can go and see him."

"Look at him?"

Xiaoyue didn't want to, but what could she do if she saw him? Humans and ghosts had different paths, and she didn't know who helped her experience the sufferings of this life...

Seeing that Xiaoyue didn't say anything, Yan'er kindly raised her hand and stroked her hair. The biting coldness came from her scalp, which made Xiaoyue shudder!

"Mom--, your hands are so cold!"

"Silly kid, mom is a ghost! Natural body temperature is better than normal people!"

"But am I a ghost too? Why do I feel my body temperature is normal?"

Yan'er's eyes immediately burst into a faint mist, "Silly child, how could you have the treasure given to you by the Immortal Lord and the spiritual red jade, just like your mother? Okay, mom, let's continue... And you can't wait for a long time to come this time, you still have your place to go! Mom brought you here just to let you know your love with Wang Ji in this life."

"Okay, then mom will continue to say, what happened to them later?"

Yan'er nodded and said with relief: "My Yue'er is well-behaved! That mother will continue to talk,

He carried you back to his cabin and began a happy life.

Every day before dawn, he would get up early to hunt. The woman would stay at home quietly and wait for him in the evening.

The woman always sat on the stone table where the statues were used to offer the gods with her legs, quietly listening to the crows outside the corridor.

Then when he comes back, he will carry the woman down.

Time flies for several months, and the woman has not told him about her origin. He has never asked.

One day, when my mother saw the two of them walking out of the temple gate as usual, the woman suddenly stopped and asked him, "Mr. Do you know what words are engraved on this stone tablet?"

He shook his head.

When the mother heard the woman smile, she said, "Maybe she is "never surpassed."

Then the two went home together...

There was smoke from cooking in the boy's house, the bed began to warm up, the clothes became cleaner, the smile on his face also increased, and the prey he caught was twice as many as before...

Do you think that there is a woman with unknown origin in a single man’s house, so how can you not let the villagers talk about it?

Soon, everyone knew that there was a bright red stone like blood soaked in the woman's neck.

So he began to panic, and the patriarch there sent people to monitor the teenager and the woman's wooden house day and night...

The next year, there was a severe drought, and the grain particles in the fields were not harvested, and even the beasts on the mountains fled.

So, the tragedy happened again!

The oldest patriarch in the village brought everyone to find the reincarnation of Wang Ji with a cane. The villagers' door surrounded his wooden house.
Chapter completed!