The voice stumbled, and he had to keep pretending to laugh: "The moon is really round tonight." ”

Xiangmei was also scared, and replied with a smile: "Yes! It's just not very bright, and the lantern is as if it hasn't hit." ”

Xiangling and Holly walked behind Gu Jiewu, it was pitch black behind them, the night was quiet, and the footsteps were clanging, as if someone was following them.

Xiangling is timid and always can't help but look back.

But every time I saw only darkness, I became more and more scared in my heart.

Gu Xie Wu walked in the middle, and he knew that he should have brought the little maids together, so as not to be scared to death with the kittens one by one now.

Finally getting to her meditation room, Holly quickly closed the door and put on the deadbolt.

Everyone's hearts were relieved at this time.

When Gu Xie danced and worshiped the Buddha just now, Xuehai and the others came over to arrange all the things they were going to use at night.

Stove, hot water, towels, tea, and lotus crisp, persimmon cake, and dried longan prepared for fear that she would not be full.

There was also a box of candy.

Xue Hai also brought some fried peas himself.

Gu Xie Wu was waited by them to wash his face, and he rubbed balm on his hands, face, and feet, and then he remembered that the peas came, so he asked Xue Hai to take out the peas and eat them by himself.

She ate for a while, but the other maids didn't dare to take it, so Gu Xie Wu grabbed it alone.

said: "It's not in the palace, don't have so many rules, everyone eats together, it's fragrant." ”

Xue Hai was the closest to Gu Xie Wu, knowing that she was telling the truth, she picked up the fried peas and ate them, and the others followed suit, and a group of girls in the room who were no more than fifteen or sixteen had the sound of chewing peas.

Xiangling seemed to be frightened and kept looking outside.

Gu Jiewu's hair was untied, and it was as black and smooth as black silk.

She was dressed in a white brocade cotton coat that looked like a big rice ball with soup bubbling out.

Gu Xie Wu couldn't help but think of when he was fifteen or sixteen years old in his previous life, he lived in the dormitory, and after the lights were turned off in the dormitory, everyone told ghost stories one by one.

He said, "I remembered a story I saw in a book, do you want to hear it?"

Xiangmei Xuehai and Xiangling Holly are all subordinates, how can they say that I don't listen to me.

Gu Xie Wu told the story of Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen of Lanruo Temple.

It is particularly rich and colorful to describe how the old demon of Montenegro is half male and half female, with a tongue longer than a frog's tongue, and likes to eat men's blood, and how those ghosts steam human heads as steamed buns.

At the beginning, the four girls were already frightened and hugged each other, begging Gu Xie Wu to stop talking.

Gu Xie Wu raised his eyebrows: "This is obviously a love story, you have to listen to it." ”

Xiangmei cried with a sad face, hugged Xiangling tightly, and forgot how much she didn't like birds: "My good miss, where is your story of love and love, it is clearly a ghost story!"

Gu Xie Wu knew that the love story between the scholar and the young lady in their consciousness should be like the Peony Pavilion, the young lady suddenly dreamed of a scholar, and then the two of them were so magically good, and then the ending of the double stay and amphibious ......

Interesting?

Gu Xie Wu said: "This is very different from me, you must listen to it, otherwise you are not allowed to sleep." ”

Sea of Snow: ......

"You all have a bit of backbone, our young lady finally told us a story on a whim, but you can't say you don't want to hear it. ”

Although she herself is also afraid, but not serving the lady well is the most serious thing.

Obviously, she sensed that Gu Xie Wu was about to get angry.

Read on!

There will be no less meat in the horizontal and vertical, and the night is long, so hurry up and coax the young lady to finish the story and go to sleep, otherwise let them go out in the middle of the night to catch fireflies or something, that is to kill people.

Gu Xie Wu praised Xue Hai: "Look, Xue Hai is more sensible than you, she knows it, this story is very good! ”

An ugly smile appeared on Xue Hai's face, could she refuse this compliment?

Gu Xie Wu continued, talking about the encounter between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian from the beginning, because of Ning Caichen's kindness, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't bear to hurt him and let him leave.

Yan Chixia appeared and told Ning Caichen that Nie Xiaoqian was a female ghost, and Ning Caichen firmly believed that Nie Xiaoqian was a good female ghost and must have her own troubles.

Finally, Ning Caichen, a powerless scholar, went back to Lanruo Temple alone to find Nie Xiaoqian, Nie Xiaoqian was so moved that she came back to life, and under many twists and turns, there was love between them.

Nie Xiaoqian told Ning Caichen that her ashes were under an old tree, and Ning Caichen took Yan Chixia to find Nie Xiaoqian's ashes during the day, and she finally got rid of the control of the old demon of Montenegro.

However, between humans and ghosts, there can be no results.

Nie Xiaoqian is going to be reincarnated, leaving Ning Caichen alone, with a painting and a poem.

Gu Xie Wu stood in the center of the meditation room, like an actor standing on the stage, and sang with tears in his eyes: "Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese year, looking at each other at the moon-shaped, only envying the mandarin ducks and not the immortals." ”

At the end of the story, the four maids who were afraid of death just now have now cried into tears.

Xiangmei's face was full of tears: "Nie Xiaoqian is really pitiful, she was sold by her biological parents in front of her, and she was sold by her adoptive parents, she was forced to be a concubine for a rich and noble family, and she was beaten to death by her eldest wife, and she will be used by the old demon of Montenegro after her death, it is really pitiful!"

Xiangling felt her life experience, hugged Xiangmei and cried: "Who said it wasn't! ”

Xue Hai silently wiped his tears with a handkerchief.

Holly, who has always been silently silent, also shed tears silently.

Gu Xie danced the black line, they didn't realize the essence of this story, she said such a long list, just to show off her talent!

"Don't you think that in addition to being touching, Ning Caichen's writing is also very good?"

Xiangling is relatively literary, and said in a choked voice: "If Ning Caichen can go to the exam to gain fame, he will definitely go to high school!"

Gu Xie Wu fainted, the focus is not on this good fight: "Ning Caichen can only write poetry, and his personality is not suitable for being an official at all, so he will not go to the test for fame." ”

Although it is set up like this in the story, you don't see it, Ning Caichen did not become an official, it is said that in the twenty-first century, he was finally adapted into a third party between Nie Xiaoqian and Yan Chixia, and finally he became an official.

They didn't know how to appreciate it, so they took out the pen and ink from their luggage, and wrote on the wall the first ten miles of Pinghu frost on the white wall.

Drop-off, fragrant snow sea.

Gu Xie Wu looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Xue Hai and the others have cried enough, let her rest early.

Gu Xie Wu returned to the kang and fell asleep after a while. (To be continued.) )