Chapter 135: Ghost Story

Yang Xu let out an "oh", got up and said, "It's so lively outside, what is she doing in the yard alone?" Well, I'll go over and take a look......"

As he spoke, he walked leisurely to the small courtyard where Yang Hongyu was.

Thrush looked at Yang Xu's back, blinked with big eyes, and said to himself: "Miss is like this, it's not because of Mr. ...... Mr. is such a smart person, why can't he see it? ”

Yang Xu walked to the small courtyard where Yang Hongyu lived and knocked lightly on the courtyard door a few times.

"Who?"

After a few breaths, Yang Hongyu's cold voice sounded.

Yang Xu cleared his throat and said, "It's me...... Yang Xu. ”

The courtyard was quiet, and after a dozen breaths, I heard Yang Hongyu's voice come out again: "What are you doing here?" ”

Yang Xu said: "Everyone gets together to talk and laugh, it's very lively, you also come out!" ”

Yang Hongyu said: "I don't like to be lively, so I won't go!" ”

Yang Xu persuaded: "You are the owner of the village, and you are the backbone of everyone." You're not there, and everyone feels like they're missing something. ”

Yang Hongyu was silent.

Yang Xu said again: "Come on!" It's boring to sit alone. I'll tell you a few new stories in a moment, and you can listen to them too. ”

Yang Hongyu was still silent.

Yang Xu scratched his head and said, "I told everyone to invite you, if you don't come, I will lose face!" My big village master, is it okay to enjoy a face? ”

There is still no movement in the courtyard,

Yang Xu had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Just after walking a few steps, he heard a soft knock on the courtyard door behind him, and when he turned his head to look, Yang Hongyu's beautiful and incomparable face had appeared in front of him.

Yang Xu was overjoyed, and was about to speak, when Yang Hongyu had already walked straight past him and blended into a group of female villagers.

Yang Xu smiled, and returned to the crowd, and saw the thrush giving him a thumbs up, which meant that Mr. Yang was powerful and could call the owner of the village out.

"Sir, didn't you say you want to tell a story? What are you going to talk about today? Everyone is waiting to hear it. ”

Yang Dazhi moved a bamboo chair over, let Yang Xu sit in the middle of the crowd, and asked with a smile.

There are also interesting villagers who serve tea, so that Yang Xu can quench his thirst when he talks about dry mouth.

Yang Xu sat down on the bamboo chair with a big grin, and said, "I'll tell a series of stories today, and the name of the story is Liao Zhai Zhiwei...... Well, this first story is called Painted Skin......"

Yang Xu thought back to the content of the painted skin, and then slowly began to speak.

After listening for a while, the villagers realized that the gentleman was telling a ghost story.

Most of the people of Yangjiazhai are bold, whether they are men, women or children, but Yang Xu's tone is frustrating, and his voice is full of emotion, and it is the first time they have heard this kind of ghost story, and some of them are a little creepy.

When some female villagers heard about it, they wanted to get up and leave because they were afraid, but they wanted to know the follow-up story development, so they relied on each other, emboldened each other, and insisted on continuing to listen.

Thrush sat beside Yang Hongyu, holding one of Yang Hongyu's arms tightly with both hands, and her little face was a little pale.

Although she was scared, she still pricked up her ears and listened carefully, not wanting to miss a word.

However, Yang Hongyu's expression was faint, and she didn't look a little scared.

Listening to Yang Xu's ghost stories one after another, the plot was ups and downs, weird and bizarre, Yang Hongyu admired and was curious in her heart, and she didn't understand how Yang Xu made it up.

Seeing that it was already dusk, Yang Xu stopped, and saw that the villagers were looking at him with blank eyes, as if they were still waiting for themselves to continue, and waved his hand with a smile: "Don't say it!" Do not say! It's getting dark, and if you talk about this kind of story, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night! ”

When Yang Xu and the others dispersed, the thrush put his arm around Yang Hongyu's arm and said pitifully: "Miss, I'm ...... Shall I sleep with you tonight? ”

Yang Hongyu glanced at her and said strangely: "What's wrong?" Didn't you always sleep alone? ”

The thrush pouted in the direction Yang Xu left, and said, "The ghost story told by Mr. is a bit scary, I'm afraid of ......"

Yang Hongyu rubbed her little head and said, "You, are you still listening?" ”

The thrush muttered, "I don't know why, the more scared I am, the more I want to hear it..."

Yang Hongyu took her hand and walked with her to her residence, saying as she walked: "In this world, there are no ghosts and ghosts, they are all fake!" If you don't think nonsense, you won't be afraid. Well, let's go to dinner together and rest early. ”

This night, many Yangjiazhai villagers lost sleep because of fear.

Early the next morning, several villagers came out with black circles under their eyes, and after seeing Yang Xu, they couldn't help complaining: "Sir, I was hurt by you!" After listening to those ghost stories, I didn't dare to sleep all night. ”

Yang Xu smiled: "Then do you still listen to it tonight?" ”

A few villagers, you take a look, I look at you, and then they actually nodded and said in unison: "Listen!" The story of the gentleman is better than what the storyteller said, and if you don't listen to it, you will lose a lot! If you can't sleep for a few nights, you can't miss it! ”

Yang Xu laughed, chatted casually with a few villagers, and then went to the manor's perfume and soap factory, cement factory, greenhouse and breeding farm with his hands behind his back.

Since the last assassination, Yang Xu has deeply felt the importance of his own strength, and he has never been lazy anymore, practicing hard every day, and even rarely going to the restaurants and perfume shops in the imperial capital.

Yang Xu originally wanted to find Yang Hongyu to train against him to improve his actual combat experience, but found that Yang Hongyu seemed to deliberately avoid himself recently, and always didn't give him a face-to-face.

Although Yang Xu understood the reason, he could only deliberately pretend not to know.

Before he faced death and let go of everything, he would hug Yang Hongyu and say that he liked her and wanted to pursue her.

He felt that if Yang Hongyu was intentional, there should be some changes in his attitude towards him since that incident.

But Yang Hongyu was still cold and cold, as before, which made Yang Xu unable to figure out her thoughts, so she didn't dare to mention the previous incident again.

After all, a woman is thin-skinned, and she hugged and hugged her that day, and said those sensual words, with her character, it is good that she didn't trouble herself afterwards.

So before he couldn't figure out Yang Hongyu's thoughts, Yang Xu decided to be honest.

During this period, under the leadership of Yang Xu, the research and development of cement has been moving forward, after many tests, the standards have met Yang Xu's requirements, as long as a large number of people are recruited, large-scale production can be carried out.

After the cement came out, what Yang Xu wanted to do most was to build a cement road from the manor to connect it with the official road leading to the imperial capital.

The official road is wide, compact, and smooth, although there will be mud in rainy and snowy weather, but it is much stronger than the potholed road leading to the Yang family manor.