Yan Zangshan was a little puzzled, but Sheng Yunting looked at him like a strange person.

He thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Brother Yan, could it be...... You haven't seen A Chinese Ghost Story yet? ”

"What is A Chinese Ghost Story?" Yan Zangshan looked inexplicable, saying that he had never heard of it.

His favorite things on weekdays are reading books and Taoism, and once he has free time, he spends effort on these two things, so naturally he has no effort and no heart to pay attention to other things.

Especially these opera stories and the like, in the eyes of mortals, they may be very fantastical, but in the eyes of him, a serious Taoist heir, they are mediocre and even a little boring.

After all, he often deals with real goblins.

So when he learned that A Chinese Ghost Story was a story of a ghost's unfinished relationship, he didn't care about it until Sheng Yunting mysteriously said that his grandfather played the role of a master in the world, and he was a little suspicious.

"You mean, my grandfather is in that story? And this story is so famous that almost everyone on the street knows my grandfather's name? ”

Yan Zangshan was a little interested at this time, and felt a little unbelievable, so he immediately asked curiously: "This is strange, I don't know if you can tell me how this storyline is ......?"

"It's easy!" Sheng Yunting looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one around, he carefully took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to him.

"This is ......" Yan Zangshan was stunned for a moment, then took it and glanced at it casually, and couldn't help but look at him strangely, "Yunting, you even brought this kind of book to the academy?" ”

I saw that what was published here were some stories that Sheng Yunting liked a lot, which naturally included A Chinese Ghost Story and the recent Legend of the White Snake.

The font is small but neat, giving the impression that it should have been copied manually, with great care.

Sheng Yunting's face froze, and he hurriedly fooled over: "Haha, don't worry about these trivial things, the key is Brother Yan, you look at the content here, it's very exciting!" ”

Yan Zangshan heard that it was in this that he found an article called "A Chinese Ghost Story" and read it carefully.

I have to say that A Chinese Ghost Story can be widely spread here, and it does have its unique charm to be loved by men, women and children.

At first, he looked a little unimpressed, but as the plot deepened, his expression became very serious, and he was completely immersed in the fantasy and magnificent fantasy story.

Especially after his grandfather Yan Chixia appeared, he was even more attracted by the dangerous and compact plot, and his grandfather's majestic figure appeared in his mind, and he couldn't wait to fight side by side with his grandfather to help that Nie Xiaoqian......

"Wait...... Nie Xiaoqian?! ”

Yan Zangshan suddenly came back to his senses, and when he saw this somewhat familiar name on the paper, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Of course, he remembered the name, when he was on the way to Nishan Academy, he happened to meet the kind old woman in the Lanruo Temple, and the other party kindly helped him get back the ancestral treasure from the hands of a big ghost.

He still clearly remembered that the old woman was Nie Xiaoqian, and he also confirmed his grandfather.

He looked at the temple where Ning Caichen was staying-Lanruo Temple, and it happened to be a good match!

"Is there such a coincidence in this world?" Yan Zangshan couldn't help but be amazed in his heart, and after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, and his eyes when he looked down at this story changed subtly, "Could it be ...... Is this story all true? Is it something that my grandfather once experienced?! ”

He roughly scanned the contents, and felt that the time was indeed right, although there were some differences with his grandfather's experience, but they were generally correct, and he couldn't help but marvel in his heart, and slowly closed the book.

Sheng Yunting saw that he had finished reading it, and asked excitedly, "How is it?" Isn't it exciting? ”

Yan Zangshan nodded solemnly: "It's indeed a good story, but I found out that this story is probably something my grandfather really experienced, and I want to know who wrote this story, I want to visit it in person......"

"This ......" Sheng Yunting couldn't help but be a little stunned when he heard this evaluation, it was the first time he had heard such an evaluation.

He quietly turned his head to look at Du Bai, a little hesitant not knowing whether to say it or not.

Then I heard Du Bai take the initiative to mention: "This story was conceived by me." ”

"It's you?!"

Yan Zangshan looked at him in some astonishment, but he didn't expect this author to be right in front of his eyes!

It's just that I never thought that the person who wrote this kind of story would be so ordinary.

But these were just trivial matters, and then he couldn't wait to ask his most relevant question: "May I ask this Brother Du, it has been hundreds of years since my grandfather broke through the rivers and lakes to fight for righteousness, how do you know what happened at that time?" ”

And the process is so detailed and exciting, even to the point that it can be adapted into an opera.

As for his feelings about this as Yan Chixia's descendant, he is not disgusted, but he is a little strange in his heart. Fortunately, his grandfather is a very positive image in these stories, so it is a good thing that he has been praised by many prisoners.

Du Bai smiled and said meaningfully: "Actually, the inspiration I wrote this story, maybe you may not believe it, is because I once dreamed about something that happened at that time. ”

He whispered, with a sigh of emotion, as if he was telling the truth, although it seemed a little absurd, but it was also convincing.

"Dreamed?" Yan Zangshan frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"Yes, otherwise how would I have known what happened a hundred years ago?"

Du Bai nodded, and said matter-of-factly: "I still remember that in the dream at that time, I was like a bystander, watching Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia their movements at that time, everything was very clear. ”

"When I woke up, I was curiously still remembering what had happened in this dream, and I felt something about it, and I was going to record it all. is the origin of this Chinese ghost story story. But...... I wasn't satisfied with ......"

He shook his head lightly: "In my dream, I respect that Yan Daxia's superb skills and strong strength very much, and in reality, I still remember it, so I want to find the traces of this hero and learn about his past......"

Yan Zangshan's face showed a hint of surprise when he heard this: "I see, so you found me?" ”

Du Bai nodded and said, "Not bad." I heard that you are a descendant of Yan Daxia, so I specially wanted to come and visit......"

Sheng Yunting listened quietly on the side, sometimes looking at Du Bai and sometimes at Yanzang Mountain, he always felt that something seemed to be wrong, but thinking that Brother Du's words must be right, he still didn't want to interject......