When I came out of Liulifang, I met a beggar. The beggar squatted at the door of Liulifang, heard the voice, raised his head, and squinted at Xing Ruyi. "A girl from a good family, don't come to this kind of place."

Xing Ruyi had already walked to the carriage, and when he heard the beggar's words, he turned around and came to the beggar: "What is it called a girl from a good family not to come to this kind of place." What's wrong with this kind of place? The girl in it, why isn't she a good girl? ”

"Twisting your waist and dancing to show men every day, how can you be a good girl!" The beggar snorted coldly: "The old beggar saw that you were dignified, so he kindly persuaded you." If you don't listen, do as you please. I can tell you, this place is not clean, don't provoke bad luck, and it will be too late to cry. ”

"I know I'm good-looking, but you keep telling me why this place is not clean, and why am I getting angry." If she had stayed in the past, she would definitely not have an argument with a beggar, because the three views are different, the way of looking at the problem is naturally different, and the dispute will not lead to any result.

But now he is more serious than a beggar. Perhaps, it is because the old beggar is discriminatory, or maybe it is because Peony lives in this glazed workshop, and she is a friend of Peony, and she can't help but want to say a fair word for the girls who beg for a living in this glazed workshop.

"This place is haunted!" The old beggar blew his sticky beard and said, "I don't lie to you, this place is really haunted." ”

"You've seen it?" Xing Ruyi asked.

Not many people know about Liuli, even Wei Chi, who lives in Liulifang, said that he had never seen Liuli, so how did this old beggar know that Liulifang was haunted?

"I've seen it, not only have I seen it, but I've seen it for real." The old beggar narrowed his eyes: "This man was not born to be a beggar. ”

The predecessor of Liulifang was just an ordinary courtyard in Luoyang City. The head of the courtyard is surnamed Zhang, and he is a small Beijing official. This petty official is neither good at sloppy horses, nor good at private business, and his temper is stinky and hard, if it weren't for his small official position, no one would care, but I was afraid that he would have been driven back to his ancestral home by his boss.

The life of the Jingguan is overstretched, and in addition to this courtyard, there is only one daughter. The daughter's name is Jingxian, and she is also beautiful and dignified. These days are in a hurry, and in a flash, Jingxian is fourteen years old. At this time, although Jing Guan'er was still a petty official, he had been in this position for many years and had a few friends. When a friend's mother celebrated her birthday, Jing Guan'er took her wife and daughter to congratulate others. Therefore, people love peonies very much, and the white clothes they wear are often painted with peony patterns, so they have a flower name called white peony. After singing this song, Bai Peony went down to rest in the hall and met Zhang Jingxian. When they met for the first time, there was a little friction, but they had a good impression of each other.

If there is no encounter from now on, there may be no later things. But God seems to be deliberately playing tricks on these two people.

Half a month later, Jingxian's mother fell ill, Jingxian took the family carriage to the White Horse Temple to pray for her mother, and just entered the mountain gate, she met the white peony who was talking to the host master. At this time, he was still dressed in white, but he was more personable than he was in the hall that day. ”

The old beggar said, sighing.

"No matter how good this white peony is, it is also from a low background. No matter how small this Beijing official is, he is also an official. No matter how good Jingxian and the white peony are, the Jingguan will not allow his daughter to marry into the Bai family and become the wife of the white peony. Pity the white peony, who is arrogant, for the sake of Jingxian, he knelt down at the door of Zhang's house and begged for kiss five times. also pity that Jingxian, who was a beautiful and dignified woman, but she was crazy for the white peony. This matter was entangled for half a year, and in order to let Jingxian leave the white peony, the Zhang family actually asked someone to say a family affair for Jingxian in his hometown. Marry your daughter away. On the day of Jingxian's wedding, it rained lightly in Luoyang City, and Bai Peony was dressed in white, chasing in the rain, but was stopped by the people of the Zhang family, and since then, no one has seen him again. ”

The old beggar turned around and looked at the three gilded characters on the glazed workshop.

Three years later, Jingxian's mother was critically ill, and when she was dying, she missed her daughter and wanted to see her again. For the sake of his wife's wishes, Jingguan sent someone to bring back his daughter who was married far away. At this time, Jingxian is also beautiful, but her eyes have lost their brilliance, like a puppet. That night, Jingxian, who served her mother to sleep, went to the study to find her father and ask him about the whereabouts of the white peony. The father was annoyed and angry, accusing Jingxian of not abiding by women's morals, they were already married and had children, but they were still thinking about the white peony that should not be remembered.

Jingxian begged bitterly, but Jingguan coldly threw out a sentence, Bai Peony He had already died, and on the day Jingxian got married, he was already dead.

Jingxian didn't speak again, and returned to the room in despair.

The next day, when the maid knocked on Jingxian's door and called her to get up and wash, she found that she had stabbed herself to death with a red hairpin. Bright red blood stained the entire bed, like a large red peony in full bloom. The vermilion hairpin was given to Jingxian by the white peony. She has been married for three years and has been wearing it all the time, never leaving her. ”

"What about the white peony? Is it really dead? ”

"When are you asking? If you ask about the time when Jingxian came back, he was not dead. On the day of Jingxian's wedding, he wanted to stop the sedan chair with his own strength, but he hurt his face in the push. After being stopped by Zhang's family, he discounted his leg. He was originally a person who relied on his face and body to eat, but now, his face is ruined and his legs are lame, how can he survive in this Luoyang City. Fortunately, he had some friendship with the presiding officer of the White Horse Temple, so he shaved his hair, entered the monastery, and became a monk. He thought that the married daughter would come back after all, and Jingxian who came back might go back to the White Horse Temple. He didn't ask for much for the rest of his life, he just wanted to see Jingxian again, he just wanted her to say a word, she was doing well now. ”

The old beggar sighed twice.

Jingxian's mother was terminally ill, and when she learned of her daughter's death, she didn't come up in one breath and followed. Jingguan couldn't stand this blow and went crazy directly. In the entire Zhang family, only the little daughter brought back by Jingxian remained. ”

"Doesn't Jingxian have a husband? Where did the people of his husband's family go? ”

"My own lady pretends to be someone else in her heart, and she is always cold to herself, and how many of these husbands can stand it. In addition, Jingxian will not please her in-laws, and she gave birth to a daughter, and after learning that the Zhang family had an accident, her husband's family broke off relations with her and asked someone to send a letter of resignation. The Zhang family was depressed, and the servants in the family each stole money and scattered. The child, who was less than three years old, was left in Zhang's house. When Bai Peony heard the news and rushed to Zhang's house, the child had already starved to death. The white peony came from the sorrow, so he dug a pit with his bare hands and buried the child under a flower tree in the courtyard. Since then, the Zhang family has often been haunted, sometimes hearing a child's cry, sometimes hearing a woman calling for a white peony. ”

"What about the white peony?"

"Dead too. After burying Jingxian's daughter and dealing with the Zhang family, he took off his monk's robe, put on the robe of the white peony of the past, sat next to Jingxian's grave, drank poison and died. It is said that his body did not decay for three years after his death, so that no one dared to go near the ancestral grave of the Zhang family. ”

"It's not a story you've heard." Xing Ruyi muttered: "After talking for a long time, I haven't heard how you yourself are hell." If you don't see it with your own eyes, how do you know that this glass shop is haunted? ”

"Of course I know, because I'm the one who bought this yard later, and what I'm talking about is what the insider told me after I saw the hell." The old beggar stroked his hair: "I am a small businessman, and after I have money in my hand, I am thinking about buying a house and settling down in this Luoyang City." But this good house is too expensive, and I don't like it in general, so I chose this place after picking and choosing. ”

The old beggar patted his leg: "I deserve to be unlucky, if I hadn't coveted that little bit of cheapness back then, how would I have ended up in such a field today." At that time, I just thought that the yard was not bad, so I moved in happily. But on the first night of my stay, I encountered a particularly scary thing. ”

The old beggar looked up at the sky: "That night, I changed my clothes and prepared to sleep. Before going to bed, I heard a knock on the door, and I thought I hadn't closed it tightly, so I got out of bed and closed it. As soon as I touched the door panel, I felt a chill coming from the palm of my hand. When I looked down, there was a thin layer of ice on the door. Let me think, what month was that weather? October, it should be October. In the October weather, there is a thin layer of ice on the door, you say scary is not scary. The most terrifying thing was that when I touched that thin layer of ice, it seemed to be alive and began to wrap itself around me quickly. I saw that one of my arms was about to be frozen by it, and in a hurry, I rushed back to the bed and put my whole arm on the candle flame.

But the flame was just a little bit, and the ice on his hand turned into water dripping, and the candle flame was extinguished at once. Now that I think about it, I was so stupid at that time, and I was too stupid to do it. The candle was extinguished, the room was suddenly dark, the door was still open, and the cold air rushed inside, and I was so stupid, my mind was blank. I subconsciously stepped back, trying to shrink into the quilt and cover myself. But just as I was stepping back to the edge of the bed and about to sit down on the bed, I came across something cold, very hard. ”

"Popsicles?" Xing Ruyi asked.

"What a popsicle!" The old beggar said angrily: "It's a man! Oh, no, it's not a human, it's a ghost, it's Jingxian, it's the Zhang family who died of that daughter Jingxian. As soon as I touched that thing, I turned around in fright, and guess what, I ran into a face, a miserable, very scary face. The most terrifying thing is that I also saw the Zhu Hai inserted in her heart. I wondered, it was so dark in this room that no one could see clearly, and I could see a ghost clearly. ”