Mei Qingqian continued: "After she went back, she told her family that an old man's face changed greatly, and he dragged her to burn incense and ask for Buddha, but she didn't know that the incense couldn't be lit. ”

The corners of her mouth twitched, probably because the fragrance was damp, right?

Of course, she complained in her heart, and she still told the story she had heard before.

"It is said that the little girl was taken by the spirits in the mountains and wanted to marry her, and her life was over. The little girl didn't understand it, she thought it was funny, and when she grew up, she slowly forgot about it. ”

Later in the story, it is not difficult to guess, the girl said that the object of her marriage has a problem, either a serious illness, or an accident, she herself dreamed, and dreamed of the red sedan chair, a voice said to her, since she has married him a long time ago, how can she marry someone else?

Mei Qingqian shook her head, "No, my grandmother didn't continue to talk about it, I also asked, she said she didn't know, and her grandmother didn't talk about it at the time." ”

"No, isn't there anything fun? Don't talk about it so scary. Ruyi whispered.

Mei Qingqian said this, the little maid Ruyi had already shrunk her neck and hid behind the young lady, she was really a child who looked powerful on the surface, but was actually quite timid.

Zheng Ya looked curious, "What about later?" What does that yokai look like? ”

After not wanting to go home, I took off my shirt and wiped my back, and my daughter-in-law asked in surprise, "Why do you have a handprint on your back?" ”

The daughter-in-law looked at the size of the handprint, and it seemed to be a woman's.

Mei Qingqian laughed, most of the spirit stories are more scary, or more fragrant, and the people like this tone.

She hadn't told another story she had heard in the village, where someone in the village was too tired to travel at night, so he found a dirt bag to sleep on, and dreamed of a beautiful woman hugging him at night.

"Sister Mei, think about it again, is there anyone else who is interesting?" Zheng Ya looked at her expectantly.

Mei Qingqian seemed to scratch her head, being looked at like this by the little girl, she was embarrassed to run away like this, right?

So the man fell seriously ill, and when he recalled that dream, he really had palpitations.

Of course, this kind of story is not suitable for telling the little girls, and the predecessor accidentally heard the adults say, and out of curiosity, he quietly listened to it all.

It's been too long, and it's a legend, so no one knows what the fairy deer looks like. In order to cope with the errand, Mei Qingqian integrated the story of the nine-colored deer into it.

"That was a long time ago, when there was a lot of banditry, and a small village was besieged by a gang of ferocious bandits, who set fire to and killed people, even the elderly and children. Just when the villagers were already desperate, a nine-colored deer fell from the sky with a divine light on its head and saved the small village. ”

"By the way, there's another one." She was suddenly inspired.

"The village where my grandfather's house is located is called Deer Village, but it wasn't originally called this name because many years ago, there was a fairy deer there."

As soon as the horns on its head flashed, the fire in the village was extinguished, and the bandit leader ordered his men to shoot arrows at the nine-colored deer, which were turned to powder by its divine light. The whole village was saved, and the nine-colored deer disappeared, and later the small village was renamed Deer Village. ”

Mei Qingqian's eyebrows fluttered, and then he talked about the bandit leader who inquired about the nine-colored deer and came to seek revenge again, this time the nine-colored deer appeared again, and said that the bandit leader killed too much, and turned him into ashes with divine light.

She also had an amateur occupation in her previous life, which was serialized on the Internet, and as soon as she told the story, she committed an occupational disease, not to mention how mysterious it was. Zheng Ya and Ruyi were both attracted to the story, and until she finished speaking, she still felt that the afterglow was not finished.