"Ghost sister, do you like it?"
Wanwan opened the box and handed it to the crying ghost. As she spoke, she took out the colorful paper clothes from it and gestured in front of the crying ghost.
Crying ghost: "..."
He didn't know whether he should say he liked it or not?
"Wow, the sizes are just right!" Wanwan took out a few more pieces and tried them on, and found that they all fit well.
"Sister Ghost, don't you like it?" Wanwan asked subconsciously when she saw that there didn't seem to be any joy on her face.
The crybaby looked at the little princess's watery eyes. He felt that if she knew that he didn't like her, she would burst into tears the next second.
He shook his head hastily.
Seeing this, Wanwan finally became happy. That meant she liked him.
The crying ghost nodded.
The next second, the little princess pulled him to rummage through the box again.
Wanwan muttered, "There are a lot of little accessories for women in here. I'll burn them for you later."
Wanwan knew that it was safe to use fire and that she shouldn't burn anything randomly in the house. So, she climbed out of the window in the dead of night and found an open space in the cold palace with the crying ghost.
Wanwan took out a tinder, drew a circle on the ground, and was about to pour all the paper clothes in the box into the circle to burn them, when she suddenly remembered that she had been calling "Ghost Sister" all the time, but she didn't know her name.
"By the way, Ghost Sister, what's your name? I need to know your name before I can burn something for you."
name?
The crying ghost tilted his head. He seemed to have had many identities and many names, but he could not remember them all. He only remembered that his last identity was called Ah Gui.
Wanwan looked at Sister Ghost and tilted her head, staring at her with her bloodshot eyes. "Sister Ghost, you can't have forgotten, right?"
She had heard that if a ghost lasts for a long time, its memory of its life will become increasingly vague. This is what is called a wandering ghost.
When Wanwan thought that the ghost sister had really forgotten her own name, she saw her squatting beside her, picking up a branch and writing two words on the ground.
"A ghost?"
How could a girl have such a strange name?
Although Wanwan was confused, she didn't say much. She wrote the word "Ah Gui" crookedly on a piece of yellow paper, and then burned it together with the paper clothes.
After the yellow paper and the paper clothes on the circled ground were completely burned to ashes.
Ah Gui stretched out his hand towards the ashes, and when he picked up the things inside, they really turned into real wearable clothes.
He picked out a dark green piece of clothing that was not very bright and put it on.
Wanwan looked up at the ghost sister who had put on her clothes in an instant, and felt that her eternal white clothes could finally retire.
Although the green clothes are also very nice, the pink ones are obviously better looking.
"It's really beautiful." Wanwan held up her little face and said seriously, "It just feels like something is missing. What is it?"
Wanwan's gaze moved from the green new shoes on Sister Gui's feet, to her green new clothes, and then to her long hair that almost covered half of her face.
Yes, long hair should be tied up.
Among the small ornaments Wanwan burned for Sister Gui was a women's headband. Looking at Sister Gui's long hair, Wanwan said, "Sister Gui, how about tying your hair up? It will look better."
Tie it up?
Ah Gui looked at his loose hair. Before he could move, he saw the little princess's small hand reaching out to his face.
Even though Wanwan had known Ghost Sister for quite some time, she had never seen her entire face clearly.
When she pushed aside the long hair that covered half of her face, she looked at the ghost sister's face and raised her eyebrows.
Although the ghost sister's blood-red eyes and the bruises under her eyes and on her lips are a bit scary, just looking at her face you can tell that she must have been a beauty when she was alive.
Ghost sister looks like she is only fourteen or fifteen years old. How could she die so early when she was so beautiful?
What a pity!
Ah Gui's face was held up by the little princess's hands.
Seeing the little princess staring at him, he swallowed uncomfortably.
He instinctively wanted to hide back, but the little princess stopped him and said, "Don't move!"
Wanwan pushed Sister Gui's long hair aside and tied it into two pigtails.
"Alright." Wanwan clapped her hands, admiring her masterpiece with great satisfaction, "It's simply perfect!"
Ah Gui looked down at the two braids on both sides of his body, which seemed a little strange.
But seeing the little princess smiling, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips. As long as the little princess likes it, that's enough.
whee.
*
Originally, because of the incident of Concubine Li encountering a ghost, people in the harem were in a panic. Many concubines didn't know whether it was a real ghost or a fake one, so they followed Concubine Li's example and exorcised evil spirits and chanted scriptures in various palaces.
Although the tyrant was furious and issued an order to ban this behavior, he was still unable to stop the greedy and fearful concubines.
"I heard that Concubine Song also encountered a ghost last night!" Early in the morning, the news that Concubine Song had encountered a ghost spread like wildfire in the harem.
The palace maids gathered together and discussed: "Is it true?"
"Of course it's true. I heard that Concubine Song burned paper money in the cold palace, and then she encountered a ghost!"
"Oh my god, this Concubine Song is so bold, she actually dared to burn paper money in the palace!"
"It is said that it was all because of the incident with Concubine Li. The palace where Concubine Song lived happened to be close to Concubine Li's palace. As soon as Concubine Li left, Concubine Song even asked the deceased Concubine Hui to come to her, so she found a high monk to chant sutras. However, after only a few days, His Majesty stopped allowing the harem to do so.
Concubine Song was timid to begin with, and since His Majesty wouldn't allow the monk to perform the ritual, Concubine Song thought of her deceased mother and wanted to burn some paper money to ask her mother to bless her. But who knew that before she even finished burning the paper, she would see a ghost!
"Could the ghost that Concubine Song saw be her own dead mother?" one of the palace maids asked in horror.
As soon as she said this, another palace maid retorted, "Last night, when Concubine Song was burning paper money in the cold palace, her maid, Zhuzi, was there too. When the imperial physician went to see her early this morning, Zhuzi was frightened and went crazy, talking about big ghosts and small ghosts. She must have encountered two ghosts!"
"Oh my god, this is too scary! One is fine, but there are actually two!"
"What are you all doing together if you are not working?" A majestic voice sounded as the palace maids were chatting.
When they looked back, it was Nanny Zhang who was beside the Empress Dowager.
"Hello, Madam Zhang." The palace maids said in unison.
Aunt Zhang: "Why don't you all go away? What are you gathering for?"
Upon hearing this, the palace maids ran away.
Seeing the palace maids leave, the young maid following Nanny Zhang couldn't help but ask in fear: "Nanny, is this palace really haunted?"
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