The old man was originally angry when he saw Lu Gaoxuan blocking the way, but when he saw the silver Lu Gaoxuan took out, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he was not in a hurry to hurry, stopped to take the silver, and said, "Yes, there is, but ...... It's about the same as nothing. ”

It's still money! It seems that the ancient and modern are the same, it is useless to just talk about what sounds good, and you have to rely on money to open the way at critical moments.

Ling Muyun slandered in his heart, and immediately stepped forward and asked: "How do you say this, what is there is and there is nothing, how can there be and there is nothing?" ”

The old man said: "So that the two of you can know that there is indeed a big seat in the col to the northwest of here, but it is a well-known haunted house, and there is a group of female evil ghosts living in it, and no one dares to go there, isn't that almost the same as nothing?" ”

"Haunted house? A group of female demons live? How does it feel familiar? By the way, it won't be the dealer's haunted house! Whatever, don't you just go and see it? ”

Thinking of this, Ling Muyun said to the old man: "It's okay, fellow, we are not afraid of evil ghosts, and we will ask the fellow to help take the road, and we will have a lot of thanks at that time." The old man said, "Oh, little old man, I don't think I'm going to live long, but I don't dare to go there." I advise you not to go, for there will be a town thirty miles north of here, so you might as well work hard and go to the town to rest. ”

"With such heavy rain, can it be another thirty miles there? If you don't dare to go, then please take the trouble to show us the way, and we will go by ourselves. ”

The old man sighed and said, "Okay, since the two of you are determined to go, I won't stop the little old man, go to the northwest, turn a corner, and enter the mountain col along the mountain road, there is only one road, and it won't be wrong......"

Ling Muyun arched his hand: "Fellow, thank you." ”

"Thank you, don't thank you, as long as you don't regret it then."

Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan no longer paid attention to the old man's muttering, and galloped away directly. The old man glanced at the backs of the two men with a little pity, then pulled the donkey's head and continued along the avenue.

Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan followed what the old man said, and went northwest into the mountain col, but they couldn't find the road in the dark, but they saw that there was a small waterfall formed by a mountain torrent in the white expanse of the woods. Ling Muyun said: "I can't see the road here?" ”

Lu Gaoxuan said: "Young master, don't worry, this small waterfall is actually the road, let's just follow it." ”

He led his horse up the hill along the waterfall, and after walking for a while, he saw a large dark house in the forest. Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan led the horses to the front of the house, tied the horses under the tree, stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Is there anyone?" We wanted to borrow a precious place to take shelter from the rain temporarily, and we left after avoiding the rain. ”

But after calling for a long time, no one came to open the door, Lu Gaoxuan said to Ling Muyun: "Young master, that old man said that this is a haunted house, and most of them are not inhabited, so let's go in directly." ”

"Okay." Ling Muyun nodded.

Lu Gaoxuan, who had Ling Muyun's permission, directly put his palm against the door, and with a "click" of the internal force, he broke the latch inserted inside, pushed open the door, and walked into the courtyard with Ling Muyun.

Inside the gate is a large patio, and then you can enter the hall. Lu Gaoxuan took out the oil bag from his side, untied it and took out the fire knife and flint, lit the fire, and saw that there was a candle on the table in the hall, so he went to light it. The light suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and they were all relieved, only to see that the tables and chairs with rosewood on the hall were actually the style of the household. Ling Muyun looked at the tables and chairs, and saw that they were clean and dust-free, and it was obvious that someone had wiped them diligently. Lu Gaoxuan obviously also discovered this, and said, "Young Master, this hall is clean, it doesn't look like no one lives, why don't you go down and check it out?" ”

Ling Muyun nodded: "Okay, you go and see, notify me of any abnormal situation." ”

Lu Gaoxuan nodded and walked to the back hall to check the situation, Ling Muyun sat down on the chair and waited with peace of mind. Even if this is really a haunted house of the banker, with Lu Gaoxuan's strength, the widows of those bankers can't help him.

After a short time, I heard a sound of footsteps, but it was Lu Gaoxuan who returned to the hall, his face was very strange, and said: "Young Master Qiyu, there is no one in this room, but it is cleaned everywhere, the bed is covered with bedding, there are shoes under the bed, and there are clothes in the wardrobe, but they are all women's families, and they are ...... And there are a lot of dead people's spirit cards over there. ”

"Oh?" Ling Muyun raised his head, "Really? Take me to see it. ”

The two walked to the backyard, only to see that there were seven or eight rooms, all of which were arranged into the appearance of a mourning hall, and each mourning hall was offered with a minimum of seven or eight, and a dozen or so of the spirits, and it seemed that each mourning hall was dedicated to a dead family, and there were candles lit in front of the mourning hall, and it was obvious that there were often people serving. Most of the people on the spiritual seats offered in one of the mourning halls are surnamed Zhuang.

"Well, this should be the dealer's haunted house." Ling Muyun nodded secretly, affirming the guess in his heart.

According to the introduction in the original book, the Haunted House of the Zhuang family is full of widows who were connected in the Ming History Case, one of the literary prisons that were raised in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, not the Zhuang family, but the Zhuang family is the main culprit in the Ming History Case, and the host of the widows, so it is just regarded as a representative.

At this moment, Ling Muyun felt that there were a few faint breaths lurking outside the mourning hall, although the other party had tried his best to lower his breath, and there was the sound of rain to cover it, but it was still difficult to escape Ling Muyun's perception in the end.

Ling Muyun's heart moved, and he pretended to be surprised: "Huh? Aren't these the spiritual positions of the righteous victims in the Ming History Case? How did it end up here? ”

Sure enough, as soon as Ling Muyun spoke, he immediately felt the breathing of the person hiding outside the house suddenly heavily, obviously touched by his words. There is no doubt in my heart that these people living in this haunted house must be the widows of the Ming History case.

"The victim of the Ming history case? Young master, what is the Ming history case you are talking about? Lu Gaoxuan asked with a puzzled expression. Although he behaved like a literati, he could not change his cultist nature, and he had been staying on Shenlong Island in recent years, so he did not know about the Ming history case that caused a sensation in the cultural circles of Jiangnan in those years.

"Lao Lu, you don't know about the Ming history case, but you always know about the Qing court's Daxing literary prison, right?"

"This naturally knows that when the Manchus entered the customs in order to maintain their rule, they set up a literary prison, wantonly persecuted thoughtful literati, swept away dissent, did not allow literati to preach the defense of Yixia, did not allow the propaganda of the ideas of the previous dynasty, tampered with and distorted history, and used bloody killing methods to deal with Han literati. Could it be that the Ming history case that the young master said is a literary prison? ”

"Yes, this Ming history case is the largest literary prison in Manchu Qingxing in recent years, and this incident is very troublesome, and everyone in Jiangnan knows about it. It turned out that there was a dealer in Huzhou, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and it was a well-known local wealthy family. This Zhuang family has a son named Zhuang Tinglong, who has loved poetry and books since he was a child, and has many friends with famous people in Jiangnan. Later, because Zhuang Tinglong was too diligent in studying, he suddenly became blind, and he searched for famous doctors, but he could not be cured, and he was depressed. ”

Later, by chance, he got a manuscript of the history of the Ming Dynasty made by Zhu Guozhen, the former prime minister of the dynasty, that Zhuang Tinglong wanted to learn from Zuoqiu Ming's general blind books, and his name was left in history, so he hired several scholars, and the manuscript of the history of the Ming Dynasty from beginning to end He thought where to increase and where to delete, so he dictated it and recorded it by the guests. Then he spent a large sum of silver taels and invited many scholars and scholars to revise them to ensure perfection. ”

Soon after the book was written, this Zhuang Tinglong died. His father Zhuang Yuncheng was saddened by the death of his beloved son, and the book was published, the name of the book was "Ming History", the author was named Zhuang Tinglong, and the famous scholar Li Linghui was invited to write a preface. All the scholars who have helped him are also listed. Because this Ming history was written by Ming Xiangguo in advance, there are inevitably words praising and derogating the Ming in the book, although it has been deleted and modified, it is not thorough enough. ”

As a result, Wu Zhirong, the former magistrate of Gui'an County, who was dismissed for corruption, saw that he had a treasure, and picked out some faults in the history books, saying that the Zhuang family was thinking about the previous dynasty, so he sued the auxiliary minister Aobai Mansion. Ao Bai immediately sent a messenger to investigate. The whole family of the dealer was beheaded in several places. Thousands of people were implicated and imprisoned in this case, and hundreds of people died, which can be said to be the first unjust case in a civil prison since the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs......"

Ling Muyun had a calculation in his heart, and he was about to tell the situation of the Ming History case.

"It's really hateful, the executioner Ao Bai and the informant dog thief Wu Zhirong deserve to die!"

Lu Gaoxuan was so angry that he slapped on the table, although he was born in a cult like the Shenlong Sect, he has always regarded himself as a literati, so he also empathized with the persecution of this kind of literati, and was extremely indignant.

"These two deserve to die, but they won't be away for long."

"Oh?" Lu Gaoxuan suddenly looked up at Ling Muyun, "Young Master, what do you mean by this?" What do you know? ”

Sensing that the breathing of the person hiding outside the house suddenly became heavy, Ling Muyun smiled in his heart and said: "Yes, that Ao Bai has already made the little emperor Kangxi of the Manchu Qing Dynasty hate him to the bone because of his reckless behavior in power, as far as I know, the little emperor has already begun to clean him up. As for that Wu Zhirong, I already know his whereabouts, and it's not easy to take his dog's life when I take the time to take his dog's life? ”

As soon as Ling Muyun's words fell, there was a sudden sound of a whining woman crying outside the house, the voice was very poignant, although the heavy rain was gradually dripping, but this cry was heard clearly.

Lu Gaoxuan also heard it, and immediately turned to face the door and window and said loudly: "We passed by your place, came here to take shelter from the rain, and trespassed into the treasure house, thank you here, can you give it to you?" ”

These words were full of qi and sent out far away, showing extremely profound internal cultivation. One is to invite, and the other is to demonstrate, so that the other party also knows that they are not easy to provoke, and it is best not to have bad intentions.

(To be continued)