Walking on the road, bustling, everywhere is lit up, people bow their hands to greet the New Year, or gather in the tea shop restaurant to have a drink.

The time to prepare for the New Year's goods has passed, but there are still many stalls on the street, buying snacks, toys, and playing monkey and.

Yu Sheng pinched a dried fruit similar to a chestnut in his hand, and led everyone to the wine shop leisurely, seeing that the Taoist priest was busy.

The rat show in front of him has already started, and many children gather in front of the rat box, watching the market life of the rats with relish.

Seeing Yu Sheng, the Taoist priest only had time to say hello in a hurry, and then went to stop the child who was catching a mouse while he was not paying attention.

For the rest of their lives, they went into the wine shop, found a private room, sat down cross-legged, and lit a hundred candles.

"Can this really work?" the rest of my life looked at the woman ghost, summoning ghosts in broad daylight, and the rest of my life always felt unreliable.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely fine, it's just a bit difficult to tell a story. The woman glanced at the crowd, "Which of you can tell ghost stories?"

They all shook their heads, "The only ghost story we have is about you." Bai said happily.

He felt that the story of the rest of his life and ghosts was not a ghost story, and that ghost stories were used to scare people, and the stories of the rest of his life were used to scare ghosts.

As for Zhou Jiufeng, she patted her chest, unable to tell whether her chest muscles were shaking or something else, "With my identity, which ghost doesn't have long eyes and dares to provoke me." ”

"Well, I'll tell you about it. "The rest of my life sat cross-legged on the ground, I had seen a lot of chatting in my previous life, and I was able to tell a ghost story.

The most famous is of course Nie Xiaoqian, who has already told Ye Zigao about it for the rest of his life, but it does not affect the charm of the story at all.

At first, everyone was still paying attention to the surroundings, and slowly the long-necked ghosts and female ghosts were all immersed in it, and finally Nie Xiaoqian sighed when she went to reincarnation.

The long-necked ghost did not forget to comment, "This ghost is too weak, and he is still afraid of the sun." ”

"Shut up. The touched woman glared at the long-necked ghost, and she was moved by the story.

"It's such a touching story. She steadied herself, "If I meet such a person, it will not be in vain to have such an experience." ”

Many people expect to be the protagonist of the story, to have an extraordinary life, and the woman ghost is obviously such a serious patient.

Also having this expectation is Ye Zigao, "Why haven't I met such a ghost." ”

The black girl grabbed his ear next to him, "I can't see you when I meet you, do you want me to help you and let you go to see her?"

"No, no, I'll just say it. Ye Zigao hurriedly said to forgive.

He was a little too fascinated for a moment, forgetting that there was a brutal black dragon next to him.

The black girl was very satisfied with his attitude, "You live and die my people, death is my ghost, you can't escape in this life." ”

Ignoring their play, the rest of his life casually looked around, and saw that there were already many ghosts in the foul atmosphere brought by the candles, but the red-clothed ghosts had not yet arrived.

Yu Sheng then told another story, changed the fox demon Xiaocui to the female ghost Xiaocui, and told the story of her repaying her kindness and marrying a fool.

Maybe it's because the rest of my life is nondescript, this time the story didn't resonate with people, and the rest of my life can only search for other ghost stories.

After blowing out the three candles and telling the story of the painted skin, the rest of his life had an empty stomach, and he started talking hard at the urging of the woman and the ghost.

"I'll tell you a story about the ghost of an ancient house, which has been uninhabited for a long time. ”

At this time, a scholar happened to be passing by here, missed the lodging, and moved in that night. On the third watch, he was sleepy and wanted to sleep, and just lay down and heard..."

At this point, the rest of his life stopped, because he remembered that this was not a ghost story.

"Forget it, forget it, this story doesn't count, let's tell it again. Yu Sheng waved his hand.

"No, this story is quite atmospheric. Ye Zigao said.

The long-necked ghost and the woman ghost nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, the atmosphere is so good, I was almost scared." ”

"You're a ghost, scared of the fart. The rest of his life ignored her and continued to tell another story.

But one person was unrelenting, "What do you hear?" the voice came from behind Yu Sheng's ears.

"Don't worry about that. "I didn't look back for the rest of my life, this time he told the story of being a matchmaker for ghosts in "Zi Buyu", "It is said that a girl surnamed is married to a girl surnamed Chen..."

"What did you hear?" the tone of the person behind him became impatient, and he had the intention of doing something without saying anything for the rest of his life.

"You are not annoying, this story..."Yu Sheng said this and turned his head, and then froze, standing behind him was a ghost with long hair, red clothes, and a scar on his face.

He carried two narrow knives in his hands, which were so long that they would be dragged to the ground inadvertently.

The red-clothed ghost was staring at the rest of his life, with impatience in his eyes.

"It's you, who finally waited for you. Yu Sheng was suddenly relieved and stepped forward to catch the red-clothed ghost.

"Don't go, we—" The long-necked ghost urged the rest of his life, and only remembered their mission when he saw the red-clothed ghost.

"What are you arresting me for?" the red-clothed ghost looked at Yu Sheng puzzled, not forgetting to ask, "What did you hear?"

Yu Sheng didn't answer and asked, "Are you stupid about the nine people upstairs in Zuiyue yesterday?"

"I killed it. The red-clothed ghost didn't care, and continued to ask, "What did you hear?"

"Why did you kill them?"

"It's a hundred stories short, and they just don't tell it, and I'm mad. The red-clothed ghost said angrily, "You too, what did you hear?"

This time the question had taken on a ferocity, and the twin knives in his hands trembled.

Just because of this indiscriminate killing of innocents? Yu Sheng was slightly stunned.

He firmly grasped the red-clothed ghost, "You old boy is arrogant enough, and you are too unsure of Jinyiwei's eyes." ”

"Jinyiwei, you caught me?!" the red-clothed ghost came to his senses, and finally stopped asking what he had heard.

"I'm afraid, see if I don't..."Yu Sheng said halfway, and the knife in the hand of the red-clothed ghost flipped upwards towards Yu Sheng's wrist.

Yu Sheng subconsciously took a step back, and the red-clothed ghost took the opportunity to roll out of the window and ran into the distance along the roof of the eaves and tiles.

The rest of his life was just inexperienced in the face of the enemy, but his reaction was not slow, and a fish jumped out of the window and flew towards the red-clothed ghost.

The red-clothed ghost ran very fast, and after turning over a roof ridge and looking back to see that no one was pursuing, he breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "It's a pity that I don't know what I heard, I'm afraid it's going to be uncomfortable for me to die." ”

"I can tell you. Yu Sheng's voice came from behind him.

The red-clothed ghost Huo Ran turned around and saw Yu Sheng standing not far behind him, the white snow was spread on the tile roof, and Yu Sheng's feet couldn't leave a footprint when he stepped on it.

"You, are you a human or a ghost?" the red-clothed ghost clenched the hilt of the knife and looked at Yu Sheng vigilantly, the person in front of him was a little too difficult for him to understand.

"Who is this son, I'm afraid to scare you to death if I say it. The rest of your life is at ease, "I advise you to be caught with your hands tied." ”

"I'm so scared. The red-clothed ghost disdainfully, "I've already died once, can I die again?"

After that, he played with two knives in his hands, and stepped towards the rest of his life.

Yu Sheng waved his left hand, and the snowflakes on the roof instantly showed a very long sword and came to Yu Sheng's hand.

The red-clothed ghost was unmoved, his eyes were scarlet, and the rice characters on his face were also hideous, and when he was still some distance away from the rest of his life, he slashed down with two knives.

This made the rest of my life stunned, and it was still a little far away.

As soon as he wondered, the six knives on the shoulders of the red-clothed ghost were like meteors, flying red light towards the rest of his life.

"Uncle you, you don't pay attention to it. "The rest of my life was a teleportation avoidance.

"The people of the Central Plains have never paid attention to it. "The red-clothed ghost's twin knives have just slashed.