The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 392 The Theater
Lu Shi buried the woman on the edge of Jinniu Lake, where there were beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it was said to be a geomantic treasure.

After everything was ready, he went to the bathhouse to clean himself, then found an inn, got into the quilt, and curled up into a ball.

It's so cold!
Even though he was covered with a thick quilt, he was still so cold that his teeth chattered.

There were several more ulcers in the mouth, and the slightest touch filled the mouth with the smell of blood...

The room was deathly silent, and the north wind flapped at the window again and again, as if God was urging:

You bastard, why don't you die?
Lu Shi fell ill. He was so dizzy that he couldn't even raise his eyelids.

He thought to himself that this time he was completely a lonely ghost. He would no longer be able to call out, "Mom, I'm cold." No more hands would touch his forehead and rescue him from the Palace of Hell.

If someone mentions his experience like this in the future, he will just say "poor" without any sympathy.

Then go die.

He didn't want to live anyway.

I don't know how long it took, but Lu Shi smelled a familiar smell on the tip of his nose.

Immediately, a hand touched his forehead.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eye was the girl's features, which were very clear.

is a dream.

Lu Shi was greedy for this feeling, rubbed his face against that hand, and closed his eyes again.

"See the stream, give me cold water."

"..."

"Go open the window a crack."

"..."

"Go and see if the doctor is here..."

How could I still hear her voice in my dream?

Lu Shi twitched the corners of his mouth as if mocking himself, and forced himself to open his eyes.

Another man's face appeared in his sight.

Why is this boy named Tang also in a dream?

Lu Shi was so heartbroken that she couldn't let him be alone with her for a while.

"you're awake?"

"Well."

Lu Shi murmured, and when he noticed that the hand was about to move away from his forehead, he quickly said: "Don't move away."

The voice was so hoarse and deep that he was startled, and he pinched hard with his hand hidden in the quilt.

Pain strikes.

What kind of dream was this? That person was really in front of him.

Lu Shi struggled to sit up, and suddenly something fell on his face. It was wet and hot.

He froze, unable to say anything, and traced the girl's outline with his eyes.

She was thinner, darker, and haggard, and her hair was combed messily, with a few strands falling on her ears.

How did she get here?

Does sir know about this?
Is there only one Tang Jianxi following?
What about the Linbi people?

"Senior brother, please get well soon. It took a lot of effort for us to get out this time."

Tang Jianxi sat down on the chair and started talking.

"Junior sister told her husband that she was going to Jing'an Temple to pay homage to Buddha and recite sutras for her, but my husband was worried and asked me and senior brother Chu to accompany her.

When we arrived outside the city, we divided into two groups. Lin Bi dressed up as a junior sister and went to Jing'an Temple with Chu Yan. We didn't even take a breath before heading south.

You don’t know how difficult this journey is, the carriage was so bumpy that it almost broke my bones, junior sister..."

"Senior brother, please go out for a while. I have something to say to Lu Shi."

"It's such a cold day, where do you want me to go..."

"Brother?"

"Come on, let's go."

Tang Jianxi stood up and said, "Don't take too long, half an hour at most. Why is it so cold in the south? The wind is blowing into your bones. It's so fucking miserable." The door closed and the room became quiet.

She stood up and closed the window, then picked up a towel from the basin, wrung it dry, and put it on Lu Shi's forehead.

Lu Shi shivered because of the coldness of the towel.

"Hold it yourself."

She sat down on the chair, looked at Lu Shi for a moment, and then lowered her head.

"I'm a stubborn person. The more others don't let me do something, the better I will do it. The other day you said that except for The West Chamber, you can watch other plays. I just want to know why you don't let me watch it."

Lu Shi pressed the towel on his head and said nothing.

"The predecessor of Romance of the West Chamber was called The Legend of Yingying."

The girl was talking to herself, completely unaware that Lu Shi's face had changed.

"In the biography of Yingying, Zhang Sheng obtained the imperial examination and then married another woman. He also joked about Yingying's recommendation to his classmates. This man is an out-and-out heartless man."

"It's good if you know." He said hoarsely.

"Lu Shi, this girl Yingying is actually quite stupid."

Another sentence from Lu Shi made him unable to breathe.

"She should actually listen to her mother. A mother would not harm her own daughter. If the old lady doesn't agree, there must be a reason why she doesn't agree. Are you right?"

"Ah."

She raised her head, glanced at him quickly, and then turned to look out the window at the night.

"My mother said to me before she left, what we women want in our lives is nothing more than to be a person who knows both coldness and warmth. We don't necessarily want to be rich. When you are sick, he will bring you medicine, and when you are cold, he will give you medicine. Just add some clothes and it’s already good.”

Lu Shi looked at her, his throat rolling a few times.

He has never met his wife. He only heard a few words from his husband and had no impression of her.

"My mother also said that when looking at a man, in addition to his family background, we must also look at his character. Character is more important than family background. Family background can be accumulated and earned slowly, but character cannot change in a lifetime."

She moved her gaze back to him.

"My mother finally said that love is a very short-lived thing. It disappears in three to five years. In the end, living your life depends on daily necessities. Even if you are a fairy, men will get tired of it one day. If that day comes, my child, you just have to give up. Live your life well."

"Master's wife... is a transparent person."

"You came to the Tang family when you were 20 years old, and you are 26 this year."

She laughed, not like a smile, but like a sigh.

"Six years, Lu Shi, do you know what I saw?"

Lu Shi shook his head, thinking that if you call me that again, I will collapse.

"Hands off."

She suddenly changed the topic, took off the towel from his forehead, stood up, wet the towel in cold water, wring it out, and put it on his forehead.

Her fingertips were cold, and when they touched his skin, Lu Shi felt something explode in his heart.

"I'm not good at doing things. When I was sick, I saw Lin Bi doing this."

She brushed the strands of hair around her ears and sat down again.

"It's been too long. Some things are too detailed and I can't remember them anymore. I'll just tell you one thing I saw, okay?"

Lu Shi's breathing suddenly became heavier, "Junior sister..."

"You are not allowed to speak, you are only allowed to listen to me."

In an instant, she became that condescending young lady again.

"Did you instigate my father to build the theater building in our garden? Did you also draw the style?"

hum!
Lu Shi's ears suddenly couldn't hear anything.

"It's not a problem for junior sister to always dress up as a man. She will marry into a high-ranking family in the future. There will be no mistakes in her words or deeds."

"Sir, let's build a theater next to the water in the garden. Later, we will raise a few actors in the house. Junior Sister, let them act in whatever they want to see."

"I have already drawn the style of the theater. Sir, you don't have to worry about this, just leave it to me."

"I won't delay my studies, it will only take two or three months..."

(End of this chapter)