Monk Shi and I drank until midnight before we staggered out and walked aimlessly along the road.

In fact, drinking is like this, it is not important to drink more or less, the important thing is to have fun. I talked to the Guan family, it was like a matter of heart, and my heart was a lot more relaxed, so I kept drinking until I staggered and went outside.

But a few of us patronized and drank, and we didn't move a few bites of the dishes on the table, and we didn't go far before we felt so hungry that we were looking for stalls all over the street: "Where did all those street barbecues go before?" ”

Monk Shi said with a big tongue: "Are you stupid? It's two o'clock in the middle of the night, and the ghost comes out to eat barbecue? ”

"Then find a noodle shop......" I was talking when I heard Ye Shen shouting, "Over there! There's a tofu skin seller over there. ”

I looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, I saw a stall, and walked over in three steps and two steps.

When I was a child, I couldn't compare with today's children, at that time, there was no such dazzling array of snacks and toys now, and there were two kinds of snacks at the school gate, one was roasted tofu skin, and the other was syrup. At that time, I often grabbed a few cents and hesitated back and forth between tofu skin and syrup.

If you spend all the money, you can only eat the same, and if you buy some of the same, you can't enjoy it. At that time, I always thought that if I had money in the future, I would eat tofu skin as a meal. Now that I'm older, I can't find the syrup, and I can't taste the tofu skin anymore.

This time, I smelled the fragrance of tofu skin from afar, just like the one sold at the school gate when I was a child, and ran over without thinking much about it: "Boss, let's get twenty yuan tofu skin first, and put it on the fire to heat it after baking." ”

I took the small bench on the barbecue stall and sat down with my hands rubbed, only to see that the barbecue seller was a fat woman in her fifties, who didn't look at me at all, just lowered her head and roasted bean curd.

After Ye Ember and Monk Shi came over, Monk Shi directly dragged out three bottles of beer from under the stall: "Keep drinking, keep drinking." ”

Ye Shen looked at the aunt and asked, "Sister, in the middle of the night, you are not afraid of squatting under a willow tree to sell bean skin?" ”

As soon as I took the beer from Monk Shi's hand, I was excited, and the wine on my body suddenly woke up halfway. Are we sitting under a willow tree?

When I looked up, the first thing I saw was wicker swaying in the wind. When I walked over the road, I didn't see any willow trees on the side of the road. Even if I drank until I was dizzy, I wouldn't be able to see a willow tree about the thickness of two people hugging each other, would I?

I instinctively reached for the knife, but it was empty. The rakshasa behind me is gone?

Cold sweat flowed down my forehead like water. When I looked at Ye Yan and Monk Shi, the movements and expressions of the two of them were the same. Their weapons are gone?

At this time, the aunt who was roasting tofu skin said, "What do I have to be afraid of? Say I'm afraid of people, I'm an old lady, what other gangster can take a fancy to me? If you want to say that it is a ghost, then you need not be afraid. After a person dies, you say that he is a soul, that is a soul, you say that he is a spirit, that is a breath, what is so terrible? ”

While the aunt was talking, she put the roasted tofu skin on a plate and brought it to the table: "Eat it while it's hot." ”

At this time, how dare I touch that bean skin?

I've heard the legend of ghosts selling tea and rice under the willow trees countless times, but I didn't expect to encounter it today.

Seeing that we didn't move the chopsticks, the aunt simply said to herself: "Are you afraid of breaking the yang shou after eating?" ”

"To say, it is indeed a good place under this willow tree, which can gather yin qi and block people's sight. Set up a lamp under the willow tree, and the wicker sways back and forth, and you won't be able to see if I'm there, right? ”

As soon as the man's words were finished, the shadows of the trees that resembled a group of snakes swaying around her, from my point of view, the man seemed to be sitting in the midst of the snakes, surrounded by upside-down lights and shadows, and the other party's already white face instantly became as white as paper, except for the cheeks that began to slowly reflect a blood-colored ruddy.

When I tried to get up, I felt something weigh on my legs, and when I looked under the table, I saw a human hand pressed on my knee.

When I slowly moved my gaze, I saw a girl dressed in white beside me, who was holding a wine bottle in one hand and pouring it into her mouth, but the other hand was pressed on my leg and did not move.

Monk Shi and Ye Shen also had two more people around them, one was lying on the monk's knee like a kitten, and the other was pressing Ye Ye's shoulder with his elbow.

The aunt said at this time: "Originally, it shouldn't be a's aunt under the willow tree, but only a young girl can attract drunks from the north and south." Are you right? ”

I said in a deep voice, "Friend, what do you mean by that?" ”

The ghost under the willow tree is the best at confusing passers-by, tricking them into eating, and then slowly absorbing each other's yang energy, how can they come out so directly and tell others that I am a ghost?

Aunt smiled: "What else can I do?" Please eat! Other ghosts would put stones and sand in their rice bowls and let people eat them as delicacies until they were swelled to death. I'm giving you real food. Won't you taste it? ”

"I ......" As soon as I said a word, I felt a burst of aroma like a snake into my nostrils, the more I didn't want to look at the bean skin on the table, the more I felt that I couldn't stop eating, not eating, I had to regret it for the rest of my life.

After only holding on for a few seconds, I threw away the bottle in my hand, grabbed the tofu skin and stuffed it into my mouth desperately.

I knew in my heart that I couldn't eat the things on the table, but my hands and mouth were not under my control, just like I was afraid that my hands would be slow and all the things would be snatched up by Monk Shi and them, so I grabbed the plate with both hands in turn.

Before I could finish my meal, a ghost brought the tofu to the table. I don't know how long or how much I've eaten, but my stomach is so full that I keep stuffing things in my mouth.

The aunt fanned the fire and said, "Do you know why the ghosts under the willow tree always like to strangle people to death?" Because, if you eat too much, you can bring out the yang energy in your body. When a person's stomach swells uncomfortably, they want to vomit out, but if you can't vomit what you eat, you can only vomit yang qi out. Wait a minute, and you'll be throwing up. ”

I knew what the man said, but my hands just couldn't stop, and as soon as something came to the table, I grabbed it and stuffed it into my mouth, and after a while, I began to retch out in bursts.

The ghost sitting next to me suddenly stretched out his hand and forcibly grabbed my head, licked a small cherry mouth, brought it to my mouth, and sucked it lightly twice, I only felt a chill all over my body - this is the manifestation of yang energy being drawn out of my body. It won't be long before I will be cold from my heart to the outside, until my whole body is exhausted of yang energy and I will become a cold corpse.

The man laughed and said, "You still haven't eaten enough!" The yang energy spit out of the mouth is not enough, how do you let the little ghosts eat? In this way, how about I add the same tofu skin to you? ”

The man put the plate on the table, and there was only a bunch of bean skin on the plate, but the aroma of the bean skin was like a patch of poison, forcing me to want to eat it.

"A string of bean skins is definitely not enough for the three of you to share, whoever grabs it will be whoever!" While the aunt was talking, three shadows appeared on the table at the same time - my rakshasa, Ye Yan's machete, and Monk Shi's iron rod, and at the same time they became phantoms reflected on the table?

Wrong! Those three weapons hung over our heads.

I don't have to think about it to know that as soon as the weapon lands, the three of us will be driven crazy by the aroma and draw our knives to slash at each other, just for that little string of bean skin.

I struggled to look up at the other side, and the two of them also looked at me, their eyes were bloodshot, and there was a hint of murder in their eyes.

When it's over, all three of us will be splattered with blood on the spot.

The sigh in my heart fell, and three weapons fell from the sky at the same time. The bright light of the Rakshasa knife slashed against my shoulder, stabbing into the ground in mid-air, and the still trembling hilt landed right next to my hand.

I reached out and grabbed the long knife, and slashed it back into my own neck - I knew I was going to die, so what if I killed both of them? With that man's ability, I would never have been able to escape ten steps away from my serious injuries. Besides, I don't want to, let alone attack them.

I only felt the blade of the rakshasa touch my skin, and I passed out in the darkness before my eyes.

I thought I would never wake up again, but I didn't expect to wake up again in an abandoned house. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Ye Shen tied to the pillar opposite, and Monk Shi was tied between the two of us.

The aunt who sold bean skin was sitting not far from us, boiling something in a pot.

Soon after I opened my eyes, I saw her scoop a spoonful full of yellow gooey from the pot with a wooden spoon, and before she could get to us, a disgusting stench entered my nostrils.

The aunt walked to Monk Shi with a spoon: "Yesterday you were asked to eat beans, you didn't vomit, and now the bean skin is gone, you drink this!" ”

Monk Shi spit out a mouthful of "wow": "Stinky girl, I can't spare you if I'm a ghost!" ”

"Wait until you have a chance to be a ghost." The aunt reached out and pinched Monk Shi's nose, and was about to pour something into his mouth.

I hurriedly shouted, "Stop!" Friend, do you have something to look for us? If you have something to say, why play these tricks that can't be put on the table? ”

The aunt turned her head with a spoon and asked, "Where did Gu Piaoran go?" ”

I was stunned: "Who is Gu Piaoran?" You can't be talking about the old liar surnamed Gu, right? ”