There are a lot of people living in this inn, and the first floor was originally very lively, but after such a show, it has been so quiet that you can hear even a pin drop.

Everyone held their breath and did not dare to come out, and the house could only hear the proprietress slowly narrate, "In fact, there has always been a legend here, it is said that a young lady from a large family threw hydrangeas to marry a long time ago and chose a foreigner.

"The old man of the big family was unwilling, but the foreigner was a talent, and he talked elegantly, even if it was a lot of local rich sons and scholars, he was not as good as him, and the young lady really liked it tightly, so the old man and his wife agreed to the marriage.

"The day of marriage was peaceful, but the next day I didn't see the young lady and my aunt go out, so the old lady went to call them in person, but the moment she opened the door, she saw a terrifying scene.

"Miss Fu is dead, all the valuable jewelry and other items in the house are gone, and the outsider is naturally gone."

"So, that out-of-towner killed Miss and stole something?" Ye Jingjing shouted.

In comparison, the four of them were the most calm people, and the others were more or less scared since they saw the handprint on Lao Li's shoulder.

The proprietress shook her head, "No, the truth is even more unbelievable. At first, the lord and the lady thought the same thing, but soon they found a drunken outsider in the garden.

The outsider said that he had done nothing, but he had with him a parcel containing the lost gold and silver. The old man was furious, and first chopped off the two hands of the foreigner, so he had to burn him alive.

But after a month, the government came to the door. It turned out that the people who killed the young lady were two vicious bandits who had fled here, who first killed people and stole things, and then framed them to outsiders.

At this point, the master realized that he had killed an innocent person by mistake, but it was too late. From then on, the ghost of the outsider could often be seen roaming the neighborhood, at first only in the homes of large households, and then he went out.

Later, the ghost wandered around unrestrained, and anyone who was targeted by him would die if he patted him on the shoulder. People who have seen ghosts say that the ghost of this stranger has no hands, but those who have been killed by him will have black handprints on their bodies. ”

As she spoke, the proprietress looked at Lao Li's shoulder, "That's what Lao Li does." ”

Some timid people couldn't help but scream, and the bolder ones talked about it, but Ye Jingjing asked with interest, "Then how did Uncle Li escape?" ”

This time, the proprietress didn't say anything, and it was Lao Li who replied, "On the day I was attacked by ghosts, I just came back from burning incense in the temple. It was one night when I was walking down the road and suddenly felt someone tap me on the shoulder.

"I looked back and saw nothing, but I suddenly felt a very painful shoulder, and before I could understand what was going on, I heard someone behind me shouting Amitabha, and then a puff of black smoke flew out of my shoulder."

"So, it was a passing monk who saved your life?" Qi Wushuang asked.

Lao Li nodded, "I have something left in the temple, and a kind master wants to return it to me, and I happened to bump into this scene, and it was also thanks to him that the ghost was scared away." ”

"Uncle Li's life is really big!" "yes, if this is someone else, it won't necessarily happen!" "Oh, I've heard that people's shoulders are on fire, and if someone shoots them, they will die......"

Everyone was talking about it, and the proprietress waved her hand, "Don't take it to heart, this was also three years ago, and few people have seen that ghost anymore, so don't be afraid." ”

Having said that, many people were still frightened and left in a hurry.

There were those who were bold to stay, but Ye Jingjing and the others were calm and relaxed, and continued to eat.

"Why aren't you scared at all?"

Seeing that the two women in front of him were nothing, Qi Wushuang asked jokingly.

"What's so scary?" Ye Jingjing asked rhetorically. "I also said that the Song Mansion was haunted before, but what happened? There are no ghosts in the world, only people with ghosts in their hearts. ”

"Not bad." Emperor Qianling nodded in agreement. "Maybe this outsider's thing was made up by someone with a heart to scare others."

"What do you explain about the black handprint?" Zhaoyu asked.

"Hey, those guys before could use puppets to scare people, isn't it very easy to get a black handprint." Ye Jingjing said disapprecantly. "For example, I put ink on my hands and pat you again......"

"But the ink always washes clean, doesn't it? Three years have passed, no matter what it is, the palm prints on Lao Li's clothes are always there. Zhaoyu retorted. What's more, he has it on his shoulders. ”

Ye Jingjing scratched her head, but she had no idea for a while.

"Even if there are really ghosts, don't worry, ghosts are afraid of wicked people, and when the time comes, they will be more ruthless than us or ghosts." Emperor Qianling joked casually.

The other three also laughed, and at this time, people returned to the second floor one after another, and the businessmen also helped each other back.

However, not long after they went up, they soon erupted into a scream, and then one of them rushed down in a panic, shouting as he ran, "Help! There are ghosts! ”

Because I listened to the story of the proprietress just now, everyone's hearts suddenly jumped to their throats at this moment.

The proprietress was also stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stopped the man and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The man was just dancing on the spot, apparently delirious with fright, and he would not answer any questions asked.

In the end, the proprietress was anxious, slapped him hard, and said angrily, "Tell me, what's going on?!" ”

The man came to his senses and shouted with a crying voice, "I, I just went to Zhao Er's room to see if he slept well, who would have thought, who would have thought ...... He's dead! Moreover, he has a black handprint on his chest! ”

Everyone was taken aback, and the proprietress almost didn't stand firm.

After a while, she asked in a trembling voice, "What do you say Uncle Zhao has in his chest?" ”

"Black handprints!" The man cried. "If you don't believe me, go and see!"

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Qianling and the others stepped on the table to perform light skills and flew upstairs.

The door was open in the innermost room on the second floor, and they walked in, and sure enough, they saw Zhao Er lying on the bed.

Zhao Er was motionless, there was a black palm print on his chest, a knife was stuck in his abdomen, and the whole person was no longer breathing.

Emperor Qianling gasped, "Could it be that the story of the outsiders is true?" ”

At this time, the proprietress and others rushed to the scene in a panic, and the proprietress almost fainted in fright when she saw this scene.