Just when everyone thought that the little girl's mother was a ghost, my voice suddenly rose and lowed: "When the little girl wanted to pull his father's robe, he found that his father's feet were missing, and the little girl was stunned on the spot as if she had been struck by lightning. I was a little thirsty, so I picked up the kettle and took a sip.

"And then! How's it going. The listener of the story urged anxiously.

"When the little girl reflected, she stood in the corner of the wall, looked at her parents in front of her, and said loudly, 'Don't come here, are you human beings or ghosts?' Her mother said, 'That's right, I met robbers on the road, and I used my hand to block their axe to save my life, and I was indeed missing a hand, but I am not dead, but your father is indeed dead, and I don't believe that my mother will take you to see it.' Her father also said, 'Father will take you to see your mother who is dead on the side of the road, and I have been breathing her no longer breathing.' The girl trembled and said, 'I'm going to see it myself.' The rain was still falling, and there was no thunder and lightning, and so they walked for about a quarter of an hour, and they came to a pond, and because it was too dark at night, they looked down on the surface of the pond, and at that moment a lightning bolt lit up the whole night sky, and the little girl saw clearly that there was a man floating on the pond, and that man was missing a leg was her father, and her frightened face turned pale, as if he had been struck by lightning, and when she turned to look at her father, she found that her father also saw himself on the pond, The body began to seep water continuously, and slowly the whole person began to become translucent, the girl turned around and ran away in fright, but she didn't run far before she tripped over something, when she wanted to get up, her hand just touched the thing that tripped her, she touched her as if she had touched a very familiar thing, she remembered that she gave her mother's bracelet at that time, she pushed away the weeds, and saw a woman fall to the ground, wearing her mother's clothes, the girl had the courage to pull away the messy hair on her face to see her face clearly, Then I heard a voice from behind me, 'Don't. The sound came from the girl's mother, 'Don't, don't look.' The girl asked in a low voice, "Mother, is this you?" ''I don't know, I don't know, don't ask me.'' The girl's mother kept shaking her head, the girl swallowed her saliva, and had the courage to pull away the hair on the face of the person who fell to the ground, it was her mother, it was really her mother, the girl was frightened and moved a few steps to the side with her hands on her body, the girl's mother said to the girl, 'Don't be afraid, daughter, don't be afraid', while speaking, bleeding from her neck, the girl screamed in fright, got up from the ground and ran home, her mother kept chasing her from behind, 'Daughter, daughter. The girl cried out in fright: 'Don't chase me, don't follow me.' The little girl's mother said, 'Don't run away, daughter, give me back your things, and I won't chase you.' Let the little girl stop. I paused and looked at them.

Yunyun couldn't wait to come to me and ask me, "What is it?" ”

Since Yunyun sent it to the door herself, then I'm not welcome," I asked the little girl the same way, only to see the little girl's mother slowly walk in and point at her, "You give me back my hand." He pointed to Yunyun as he spoke.

Yunyun suddenly stood there stiffly, looked at my hand and swallowed saliva and said, "Where is it?" ”

"In," I deliberately dragged out my voice, "on your shoulder." ”

As soon as Yunyun touched her shoulder, she really touched something, she screamed in fright, and suddenly lost her face, and fell into Han Jun's arms at once, and I walked to Han Jun's side with a wicked smile, raised my eyebrows and said, "Han Jun, how can you thank me!" ”

"You! Look at the scare of Yunyun. Han Jun was busy comforting Yunyun, "It's okay, it's okay, Wan'er is scaring you!" Look. "Take what I put on her shoulder.

"Woo, you Wanwan is dead, I scared you to cry, and you didn't comfort me, where are you laughing." Yunyun wiped her tears and whimpered.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, Miss Zhou, I'm here to apologize to you."

"Hmph, do you think I'll forgive you like that?"

"Then how do you say you can forgive me?"

"Well, yours will cook for me to eat, yes

"No problem, my eldest lady."

Qian Zhenzhen, Li Yue and Han Jing next to them patted their chests for a while, "It's good that we didn't come forward to ask just now, otherwise we would have been scared." A few people were talking to each other.

"What, do you want me to scare you?"

"No, no." They waved their hands and shook their heads.

"Okay, I'm scared of you, me! I won't tell you such a story, but I will tell you a romantic love story! ”

"Good! I want to listen to a story as romantic as Liang Zhu. ”

"I want to hear stories like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl."

"I want to hear stories like the Seven Fairies and Dong Yong."

In the past seven years, my printing workshop has released a lot of novels, including Liang Zhu they said, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl and the Seven Fairies and Dong Yong, and there are many opera troupes in the market that specialize in rehearsing these plays to perform, and my novels can be said to be popular all over the Three Kingdoms.

Yunyun relieved herself at this time and said to them: "Let her tell you a good story, but don't let her go, you know?" She wrote all the stories you just said! ”

"Really? Those stories were written by Wan'er! They all looked at me with wide eyes.

"Isn't it! The emperor also named her the queen storyteller of the seven grades because of her good speech! ”

"Wow, I really didn't see it, so are we going to call you Lord in the future?" Qian Zhenzhen asked.

"What an adult is not a big person, I'm just an idler, don't come to this with me, it's better to be like usual." After speaking, I glared at Yunyun, but Yunyun turned her head arrogantly.

"If you want to tell a story, tell it quickly!" Yunyun was obviously still angry about what I had just scared her.

"Okay, good, good, my eldest lady, let me tell you a love story about ghosts!"

"Ahh You still tell ghost stories, and you still want to scare me! "Yunyun exploded all at once.

"No, my eldest lady, I promise it's not scary, but it's touching." I hastened to explain.

"Seriously?"

"Of course."

"Oh well! You say come and hear it. ”

"Ning Caichen, a native of Zhejiang, is generous and bold, and is self-respecting. I often say to people, 'I have never loved a second woman in my life.'" The story begins with him and a female ghost, Ning Caichen once went to Jinhua, and after arriving in the north of the city, he went to a temple to rest. The pagoda in the main hall of the temple is magnificent, but the ground is covered with basil that is taller than a person, and it seems that no one has been here for a long time. The doors of the houses where the monks lived on the east and west sides were hidden, except for the door of a hut on the south side, which seemed to have a new lock hanging on it. There is a bamboo cultivation in the east corner of the hall, and there is a large pond under the steps, and the wild lotus root is overgrown in it, and it has bloomed. Ning Caichen liked this secluded place very much. At this time, the envoy came to preside over the examination, and the rent of the buildings in the city was very high, so he considered staying here, so he took a walk and waited for the monks in the temple to return. In the evening, a scholar came to open the door of the south hut. Ning Caichen stepped forward and saluted, and told him that he wanted to stay here. The reader said, "There is no owner here, and I am a person who stays here." You're not afraid to live here in the cold, and it's a great honor for me to be able to ask you for advice sooner or later. Ning Caichen was very happy, spread some artemisia grass as a bed, and set up a wooden board as a table, planning to live here for a few days. That night, the moonlight was bright, and Ning Caichen and the scholar sat in the corridor of the main hall chatting together, each saying their names. The scholar himself said: "My surname is Yan, and my name is Chixia." Ning Caichen thought that he was a talent who came to take the exam, but listening to his accent, he didn't look like a Zhejiang person at all. So he asked the scholar, and the scholar himself said: I am from Shaanxi. The tone is simple and sincere. When the two finished talking, they went to bed. Ning Caichen couldn't sleep for a long time because he lived in a strange place. He heard a whisper in the room to the north, as if there was a family living there. He got up and leaned under the stone window of the north wall and took a sneak peek. I saw a woman in her forties in a small courtyard outside the short wall, and an old woman wearing faded red clothes, with a silver comb on her head, looking hunchbacked and senile, and the two were talking under the moon. The woman said, "Why didn't Xiaoqian come for a long time? The old woman said, "It's almost time," and the woman said, "Didn't she complain to her grandmother?" The old woman replied, "No, but she looked worried." The woman said, "The little girl can't be regarded as a confidant," and before she finished speaking, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old came in, and she seemed to be very beautiful. The old woman smiled and said, "Don't talk about people behind your back, the two of us are talking about you, but I didn't expect you, a little goblin, to come in quietly, fortunately we didn't say anything bad about you." The old woman continued, "The little lady looks like the person in the painting, and if I were a man, I would be swept away by you." The girl said, "If Grandma doesn't praise me, who else will say that I am good?" What the woman and the girl said, Ning Caichen didn't hear clearly. He thought it was the whispers of the neighbors, so he lay back on the grass bed and stopped listening to them. After a while, there was silence in the temple. When Ning Caichen was about to fall asleep, he felt as if someone had entered his bedroom. He hurriedly got up and took a look, and found that it was the girl named Xiaoqian in the north courtyard who came in. He couldn't help but be taken aback, and asked her what she was doing when she came in, and she said she wanted to sleep with him. Ning Caichen said seriously: "You are not afraid of other people's discussions, but I am also afraid of others gossiping." If you make a mistake by chance, you will become a shameless person with a degraded morals. The girl said that no one knew during the night. Ning Caichen scolded loudly, and the girl hesitated to say something. Ning Caichen roared: "Go away!" Otherwise, I'll have to call out to the people in the hut to the south. Hearing this, the girl was a little frightened, so she had to go away. As soon as he walked out the door, he turned around and came back, placing a piece of gold on Ning's mattress. Ning immediately threw it on the steps of the courtyard and rebuked, "Ill-gotten gains, staining my pockets." The girl picked up the gold in shame and walked away, saying, "This man is really hard-hearted." "Early the next morning, a scholar from Lanxi came with a servant to take the exam. They lived in the east wing of the temple. Unexpectedly, the scholar died violently that night. After his death, it was found that there was a small hole in the center of his foot, as if it had been pierced by an awl, and wisps of blood were flowing out. No one knows what's going on. One night later, the scholar's servant also died, and his symptoms were exactly the same as those of the scholar. In the evening, Yan Sheng returned. Ning Caichen asked him if he knew the cause of death, and he thought it was a ghost's doing. Ning Caichen was upright and didn't take the ghost matter to heart at all. ……”