The wind outside the building is even more chilling. The whistling ground was sharp, as if it was howling from the Nine Shadows, and the old voice just now made the atmosphere in the middle of the Yinfeng Qing Building seem more and more heavy.

It seems that because I feel this heavy atmosphere. Wang Dafu's expression on the ground also became solemn, he had just planned to open his mouth to try to recruit all the great sages and talents here, but he was interrupted by the sudden sound of Mo Yan "Ghost Dao", and when he finally woke up from the fascination of the fairy sound, he found that the atmosphere in the entire building had changed, and naturally it was not good to talk about his thoughts again.

Today, the whole set of reception procedures in the land are arranged by the talented woman Li Qingzhao, Wang Dafu actually doesn't know what the traditional program of the "Yu Lan Festival" is, but now such a heavy atmosphere in the building makes him feel very nervous, because he doesn't know what is going on, Wang Dafu has to sit aside without saying a word and just wait and see.

"What is it that makes these high-ranking talents so nervous?" To be honest, Wang Dafu is extremely curious about what is about to happen.

"Old decay is not talented, and the right can be regarded as throwing bricks and attracting jade...... "Fang Cai's old voice sounded again, of course the person who spoke Wang Dafu knew, don't look at what he keeps saying "old", his identity is famous in history!

In front of him, this is an old man who looks white-haired, and it is in the eyes of the world that the degree of regrettable life is still higher than that of the "flying general" Li Guangdi and Feng Tang, who was a great talent in the early Han Dynasty! If it weren't for the ultimate confrontation between the Eastern and Western Han Dynasty now, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty issued a recruitment order, I am afraid that this old man will not appear in Green Willow City again.

Hearing that the old man seemed to be planning to uncover the mystery, Wang Dafu was immediately extremely nervous, but he faintly felt a trace of excitement and eagerness in the nervousness. His hands clenched involuntarily, and his pupils contracted slightly.

Glancing at everyone gently, seeing that the sword just now shouted Xin Qiji returned to his seat, looking at himself quietly, the old man Feng Tang nodded with satisfaction, picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, and then said slowly: "Gentlemen, what the old man wants to talk about is the place where the old decay is going to happen. The old man has personally experienced things ......" with a solemn look and an old voice, which made this scene extremely sacred, and everyone around nodded with a serious expression, which also made Wang Dafu even more excited.

"What a secret! Hurry up and say it~~" Wang Dafu let out a silent cry in his heart, of course, on the surface, he still sat in place without saying a word.

Old man Feng Tang continued to say in a slow tone: "One day three years ago, there was a woman in our village who suddenly died of illness, you know that according to our local customs, such a violent woman is not allowed to be carried out of the courtyard from the main gate, so I had to open another narrow door on the side wall, who knew that on the day when the coffin was raised and the funeral place was born, there was a sudden accident, and when I was about to go out, the bottom of the coffin suddenly broke, and the woman's body also fell to the ground!" Since then, there have been constant cases of losing chickens, ducks, geese and other poultry plots in our village, and later even pigs. Large domestic animals such as sheep and cattle began to be lost, and people were very surprised, but they never caught the thief. I can't find any traces of beasts or the like......" Speaking of this, the old man paused slightly: "...... But one day, the woman's husband also died, and the children were going to bury them together, so they dug up the grave, who knows, ......" At this, the old man's eyes widened suddenly, and he said aloud, "The tomb is full of all kinds of feathers and animal bones, and the woman is sitting upright on the coffin!" You say it's scary, it's not scary."

At the last sound, the old man suddenly raised his voice, which made everyone gasp, and then nodded their heads and said terrifyingly, and the building seemed to be covered with a terrifying fog...... At this time, a discordant voice suddenly came!

only heard the sound of "poof~~", everyone looked back, but saw that Wang Dafu directly fell on his back with a chair. Just the back of his head moved to the ground, and the pain made him grin and his whole face suffocated, but he didn't care about rubbing the sore spot at all, but got up with a grunt, and asked in a stunned voice: "You...... You guys...... Are you telling ghost stories? ”

Hearing Wang Dafu's question, everyone in the venue showed a blank look on their faces, and Zhen Damei, who had been sitting next to Wang Dafu, frowned slightly, glanced at Wang Dafu, and asked angrily: "Da Lang?" Is it strange that ghost stories have been told at the Obon festival since ancient times? ”

"Hmm~~" A large group of famous people who have gone down in history have been shining for thousands of years. They sat together with solemn and majestic expressions, and solemnly and solemnly...... Tell ghost stories! Wang Dafu was speechless, and the corners of his forehead were full of black lines for a while, as if he had been beaten over and over again with bricks......

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The conversation continues. According to the "tradition", Mr. Feng Tang blew out the candle in front of him after telling his story, and the next place to start telling the story was Feng Zheng, the imperial historian of the Qin Ge Empire.

“…… The old man, because he was angry at the murder of his grandson and the neighbors around him did not believe what he said at all, thought that he was old and confused, and in a fit of rage, he waved his knife and cut off his ear, and cursed loudly that he would not let go of those who killed his grandson, and then because of excessive bleeding. Died a miserable death......"

To be honest, I have always watched Feng Zheng, who is known for his "iron-faced selflessness", tell strange and chaotic ghost stories with an expressionless face, which is actually a very funny thing, but Wang Dafu is a little out of the world at this time.

To be honest, Wang Dafu is really a little speechless about this traditional program of the "Bon Festival", as a new "four newcomers" in the thirtieth century, who "have cars, houses, money and leisure".

No way, you must know that there is such a race as "undead" in "Life", can you expect to see this skeleton shell dangling in front of you every day, and from time to time because of the failure of the experiment, the explosion of the people, what "lonely souls and wild ghosts" have a sense of awe? - If you want to talk about "wild ghosts", there is one in Green Willow City now, the "zombie general" Li Yuanba, who even dared to smash the ground when he was alive, how about it? It's probably the best zombie in the world, right? is familiar with such a guy, does Wang Dafu care about any other female zombie with "stealing ringworm"? (People are cultivating ~~ a zombie is angry)

“…… Maybe the old woman's anger really alarmed the heavens, maybe it was because of her resentment and feeling Jiuyou, after the old woman died, she really turned into a ghost, holding a three-foot-long kitchen knife, and killed all the people who had hurt her grandson......" Feng Zaidi's voice came into Wang Dafu's ears as if he was in a trance, causing Wang Dafu to laugh suddenly.

"Three-foot-long kitchen knife? Isn't that the same as those two guys? Hmm~~ Speaking of which, I haven't seen Xiao Xixi for a long time? Did they go out to travel again......" I occasionally heard a sentence, which made Wang Dafudi's thoughts turn to another direction: "Well~~ Every year the Obon Festival has to make up a ghost story of Shinchi, which is really a very hard thing!" No wonder these guys were so nervous at first, and it would be a shame to tell a ghost story in this kind of situation that someone else had heard......

Accustomed to seeing this bizarre world, Wang Dafu really has no interest in the "personal" ghost stories told by these famous "virtuous and talented" people in front of him, but since he knows that this is a traditional program of the "Bon Festival", of course he will not be so inconspicuous to stir up the situation, so he has to sit on the side boringly, and let his mind fall into a fugue with confidence.

Unfortunately, Wang Dafu didn't know that these ghost stories might really be meaningless, but extinguishing all the lights and then blowing out a candle for each ghost story was not so meaningless, at least not so meaningless in some cases......

“…… I don't know if it's because the old woman's obsession is too deep, after taking revenge, she didn't get superborn, but turned into a thousand ghosts and stayed in this world, because she cut off her ears before she died, so even if someone held a puja, she couldn't hear the sound of the scriptures, she could only wander in this world, constantly killing......" Feng Zhengdi's voice gradually decreased, and then gently blew out the candle in front of him, and after a moment of silence in the building, another person continued to speak.

"I cut off my ears so I can't hear the scriptures? How do you feel that this plot is familiar...... Hmm~~ I can't remember...... Never mind. I don't want to, maybe I've heard this story somewhere" At this time, Wang Dafu's mind was still running freely, and he touched his head casually, but he touched the injury again, and he trembled in pain.

“…… Hell, how did I just fall? "To be honest, Wang Dafu really feels embarrassed that he actually fell on his back just now, not to mention the shame, with his current ability and cultivation, it is unbelievable that he would fall like this!

"Huh? What is that? "I'm depressed. Wang Dafu suddenly felt that something strange seemed to flash in the corner of his eyes......

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