When Xiao Chenyan said he wanted to burn paper for Qing Wu, he really meant it.
There are only three types of ghost money recognized by the underworld: one is paper money in the shape of copper coins, which carries the wishes of relatives in the world, but it is the cheapest. The first type is gold and silver with gems attached, and the third type is real gold and silver.
The money Xiao Chenyan prepared for her was just the most common copper coin paper. Qing Wu looked at the stack of paper money with her eyebrows slightly raised.
"If you want to burn paper, you need the time of death, or the name." Xiao Chenyan looked at her: "Write the name 'Ying Ru Shi', can you receive it?"
Qing Wu's expression remained unchanged, and she laughed in her heart. So he was waiting for her here?
She glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, her eyes sparkling with light. She turned sideways to face him, and her nails painted with nail polish touched his chest. She applied a little more force, and she was so charming that she didn't know she was doing it, and her breath was as sweet as orchid:
"You want my reputation, so you only give me this little money. Why don't you be more stingy?"
Xiao Chenyan took the opportunity to hold her hand, his eyes were so gloomy that it was impossible to tell his true emotion.
In the worm cave, he made a contract with her, their souls were connected, and he saw fragments of her memories in a trance.
As expected, I found out that "Ying Ru Shi" is just a pseudonym.
Before this, he had doubted many times whether she was the little girl in the Marquis Zhenguo Mansion.
But in her memory, she was in the underworld and was not human.
The only thing that has a 'human touch' to it is perhaps the flash of white snow in the memory.
The wasp called her Princess Di, a title that was enough to indicate her status in the underworld.
All the evidence shows that she could not possibly be that little girl.
But Xiao Chenyan always felt that those senses of déjà vu and those coincidences were more than just coincidences.
"I once knew a little girl."
He suddenly spoke.
Qing Wu's eyes moved slightly, and she wanted to take her hand back, but he held it tightly. Her sight seemed to be drawn, and her gaze was held tightly by him.
"She was born on a snowy day. Her name is Qing Wu."
Xiao Chenyan's tone was flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"I watched her from birth to her adulthood."
Qing Wu pursed her red lips and thought to herself that you are the little girl with yellow hair.
"She was naughty and playful as a child, lazy and cunning, liked to catch chickens and dogs, and loved riding horses and hunting. If she could grow up smoothly, she would definitely be a devil."
Qing Wu's expression remained unchanged, but she was already cursing in her heart.
Facing his probing gaze, she said with a fake smile, "Young lady from the Marquis Zhenguo Mansion?"
"You know her?"
Qing Wu looked normal, "This isn't the first time you've mentioned something related to her. Besides, Bai Sui always likes to mention her."
She paused as she spoke, as if she was really watching from the sidelines, with a teasing look on her face: "She was still a child when she died, and you were probably not even an adult at the time. Why are you still obsessed with her..."
She asked in a charming tone, as if jokingly: "Do you like her?"
"Just a sister."
Qing Wu curled her lips and blurted out: "Men usually say that women are their sisters, probably their mistresses."
Having said this, she felt that she had got herself into a dilemma again.
Xiao Chenyan's expression was intriguing.
Qing Wu was also able to keep calm.
He let go of her hand, picked up the pen on the table, and wrote the name "Yun Qingwu" on the copper coin paper.
Qing Wu's eyes twitched slightly when she saw that there was wine on the table. Her ominous premonition became stronger.
The judge's pen hissed, "He burned paper for you right in front of you, and he's not going to drink too much later!"
"Once you're drunk, you'll be exposed!"
Qing Wu didn't move at all, allowing Xiao Chenyan to burn the paper money. When she saw him pick up the wine jug, she still had no reaction.
He looked at her and said calmly, "I have always felt that she might still be alive. Whether it is offering incense or burning paper, incense is difficult to burn and paper can't be burned completely. But I don't know since when, these things can actually burn."
"Does this mean that she can keep all the things that are burned now?"
Qing Wu smiled and said, "That may not be the case. Maybe it was eaten by a passing ghost."
"Where did this wandering ghost come from?" He looked at her.
Qing Wu felt her teeth itching and turned her head to try, but just as she turned around she heard the sound of wine being poured.
The aroma of wine spreads, not just into your nose.
Most of them followed the power of wish and came to her soul.
Qing Wu stood still.
Xiao Chenyan looked at her back and clenched his hands around the wine jug.
"Yun Qingwu."
He called her, hoping she would turn around.
She turned her head, her eyes full of clarity, amusement and teasing, just like usual.
It’s not that Xiao Chenyan was disappointed. Instead, he seemed to have confirmed something, and there was more consideration in his eyes.
Qing Wu sneered in her heart. The last time she was drunk was an accident. This time, he offered wine in front of her. Did he really think he could force her to drink?
"Xiao Chenyan, who do you think I am?"
She took the initiative and prepared to make a specious argument. Anyway, she had to dispel Xiao Chenyan's doubts first.
When she first returned to the human world, Qing Wu had secretly been looking forward to the day when this stinky inkstone would discover her true identity. She was like a naughty child, preparing every possible means to give the other party a 'fright'.
But as the past gradually surfaced, Qing Wu had a premonition that things were not simple back then, and there were also big problems with Xiao Chenyan's identity.
She was born with a natural sense of the underworld and had a natural sense of cause and effect, just like she could foresee the two troubles of "night wandering and day wandering".
Her connection with Xiao Chenyan is already deep enough. Once she refines the soul-replenishing needle, she can break the soul contract with him.
But Qing Wu had a feeling that once he knew that she was the little girl in the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, the bond between her and him would be difficult to sever.
She could vaguely see two lines, one was herself and the other was Xiao Chenyan. The two lines were entangled together and now formed a loose knot.
But if you get stuck deeper, you will become a deadlock that is difficult to untie.
But Qing Wu's mistake was that she never understood people well enough.
After all, her age as a human was too short.
Therefore, after her question, Xiao Chenyan's relieved expression made her confused.
She felt an inexplicable shock in her heart. Just now, the thread that was originally a loose knot suddenly turned into a dead knot in front of her eyes.
She heard him say.
"I've wondered many times if you could be her."
"I will unconsciously want to get close to you, against my will and without self-control."
"Maybe I lost my composure because I mistook you for Yun Qingwu, but I really only regarded Yun Qingwu as my sister."
The man looked at her, her reflection reflected in his deep eyes.
"My feelings towards you are not that I regard you as someone else's substitute."
"Once I've confirmed that you're not her, I can completely understand my own heart."
Qing Wu was completely confused, as if she had shot herself in the foot.
"Recognize...recognize what?"
Xiao Chenyan looked at her and said word by word: "I admire you."
Admiration.
Those two words are like strong liquor.
The alcohol that was blocked by Qing Wu seemed to have found a gap and penetrated into her soul through every possible hole.
The hot, smoky air made her feel drunk, and her mind was buzzing...
He said...he admired her?
It’s not that I love the Yun Qingwu in my memory.
But the one in front of me...
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