After listening to me, Zhang Bowen is okay, anyway, this thing is very arrogant, and there are a lot of dirty things, and the awe of this thing is small, and there is not much feeling at all, after all, this kind of thing is like hitting evil and seeing ghosts, and it doesn't necessarily mean that it can't be saved if you run into it. Some ghosts haunt the living, but in fact, they just have unfulfilled wishes, or they will not be at peace after death, so they find the living people and ask them to help them fulfill their wishes, or do something for them. For example, many people often dream that the dead relative is crying after the death of a relative, and every time it is repeated to cry in the dream, such a situation is that the relative is bullied by the wild ghost below after he dies, make him a crying funeral stick and let him fight the wild ghost, and Baozhun Er will not give you a dream in the future (the crying funeral stick is also called the funeral stick in some places, this thing is made of mulberry branches, about one meter long, folk legend is made of "eight immortals", originally for filial piety, you can whip all the things that are disrespectful to the deceased, in the old funeral customsAfter the deceased is buried, the hemp rope and the mourning stick tied around their waists must be burned, the hemp rope is used to tie things to the deceased, and the mourning stick is used by the deceased to fight wild ghosts on the road).

Therefore, being haunted by the shadow is not necessarily a dead thing. Of course, the ghost is excepted, the ghost is a person who has died with hatred in his heart, and when he comes to you, he is here to ask for his life, and if he survives the first day of immortality, hurry up and find a master to save his life!!

The storyteller we met at the moment is obviously a wish before his death, no matter how powerful he is, he is not afraid, as long as he follows his mind and does not lose his life, Zhang Bowen must have guessed this after listening to me after talking about the type of storyteller, so he is probably still thinking about the taste of "bayberry".

But Su Su can't do it, she's just an ordinary girl, where can she stand this kind of fright? As soon as I heard that I said that thing was coming tonight, and she had to continue to listen to the story, I was so frightened that I cried, which made me a little scrambling, and comforted me for a long time, no way, people encountered this thing and followed me, a person who carried the bad luck of the eighth generation, to suffer, let's not say a word, this is also a little unwilling.

I waited until Su Su's mood was a little better, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, as soon as the tense nerves relaxed, I immediately felt a hot pain in my buttocks, and then I remembered that there was a wound on my buttocks, and I had been patronizing it last night to save my life, and I even forgot about this stubble under the strong crisis, and now I came back to my senses, and the pain of drilling my heart almost didn't make me faint directly, and when I got up and looked, the back of my hospital gown was basically red, and the blood seeped out and dried out and ooped out in waves, making my pants a puddle after a puddle, It's like a child's diaper, it's a little hard, and people who don't know see it and think that my aunt forgot to pad something, and the blood is all over the pants and sheets!

"Yikes!"

As soon as Su Su saw my situation, he immediately exclaimed: "Get down!" I'll check the wound for you, but don't just stitch it up and open it again! ”

Originally, I was a little embarrassed, but then it hurt so much that I was a little worried about my ass, so I simply gritted my teeth and lay on the bed.

Maybe after a night of suffering last night, Su Su was extra careful when he examined me, so much so that he ...... I've got chills in my chest all the time!

Obviously, the daughter-in-law is a little apprehensive, and she is losing her temper in the sand, but my brother is also innocent in this matter? I can't ignore the wound, so I can only be painful and happy......

Fortunately, last night's toss didn't open my wound again, the doctor sewed it relatively firmly, but it was just a little bloody after sitting all night, Su Su helped me deal with the wound and immediately felt much better.

After tossing all night, I was actually very tired, and after casually eating what Su Su bought, I fell asleep groggily.

When I woke up again, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening, at this time the yang and yin energy between heaven and earth had been replaced, and it was time for the yin to flourish and the yang to decline, and I calculated that the time was about the same, so I quickly pressed the bed bell and called Su Su over, and Mulan was also called out by me, otherwise when the storyteller came, I was afraid that it would be difficult to see that the number of people was small, and it was troublesome to find whom, anyway, this kind of ghost thing is obsessed with deep and terrible, and basically all the people who refuse to listen to it have a good face.

A few of us waited in the ward for a while, and at about eight o'clock, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

Needless to say, it's definitely coming!

When I opened the door, it was still the same miserable white face, the little green fur hat, the torn horse coat, it was the storyteller.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, little sir, there's something going on here, so I'm late."

As soon as the storyteller came in, he bowed to me with a smile on his face, and I hurriedly returned the salute, and in the end, the storyteller was still blaming himself for being "late", and specially sent a few plates of "fresh snacks......

As soon as I saw the "snack", I began to regurgitate my stomach, and I didn't dare to look at it with a murderous aura, for fear of seeing something "too beautiful", thinking that I had listened to the story all night, and finally left some good impression on the storyteller, so I had the courage to shirk and say that I ate more tonight, and I really couldn't hold it in my stomach, so could I leave these "snacks" first, and eat them tomorrow when I was hungry.

This is also what I pondered to change to a more euphemistic expression, and the storyteller was obviously stunned for a moment when he heard me say this, hesitated for a moment and nodded and said It's okay.

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, but Zhang Bowen was a good guy, shouting that he hadn't eaten it yet, and he had eaten it after dragging an apple, and I was a little dumbfounded when I saw it, and I wanted to remind him, and then I thought that the storyteller was also in front of me, so I swallowed all the words into my stomach, and it was better not to make extraneous branches.

After a few nonsense with the storyteller, I sat back on the edge of the bed, patted Su Su's hand, who was still trembling with fright, to show comfort, and then looked at the storyteller, who was already sitting across from us, cleared his throat and began to talk about another episode.

This time it's about "the national surname recovering Taiwan", and the national surname is Zheng Chenggong. The story is well told, but his mother is still inextricably linked to the Ming Dynasty, I said in my heart that this storytelling spirit is also true, I don't know what the general situation is, you lived in the Qing Dynasty before your death, you have nothing to do all day long to talk about the affairs of the dynasty, don't you find yourself unhappy, and also pulled out Zheng Chenggong, the master who made the Manchu Qing Dynasty unable to enter the stage, who dared to listen to your story at that time? You deserve no market, and you won't be wronged if you're depressed! It is important to be talented, but you also have to adapt to the times, you have to read books, and you don't even know that a person who knows the times is Junjie, if you talk about a Mongolian Genghis Khan sweeping Europe and Asia, it is better than you say that the Ming Dynasty is stronger!

But I also said these things in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it, so I could only listen to it.

Who knows, before this story has been told for a while, I suddenly heard a very sharp voice outside the door: "Hey, it's not right in this room, how can there be such a yin atmosphere, there seems to be a ghost in it!" ”

"And it's mildew!"

Another somewhat gloomy voice continued: "It seems that there are Yang people who have violated the rules of heaven and have been punished by heaven, according to the rules, as long as this kind of person meets him, he has to take it!" ”

“……”

As soon as I heard this, my face suddenly changed, isn't this person who violated the rules of heaven talking about me?

At that time, I couldn't sit still, Mulan sitting next to me seemed to feel my strangeness, and hurriedly stretched out a somewhat cold hand and pressed it on my hand, I turned my head to look at her, and her voice suddenly sounded in my heart: "It's a mistake!" I'm afraid that someone has just died in this hospital, and there is a yin who came to get the yin ghost, and it happened to bump into us! ”

When I heard this, I immediately took a cool breath, needless to say, this must have been caused by the bad luck of the eighth generation.

"Rest easy."

Hua Mulan glanced at the storyteller sitting across from us: "There is something more angry than you, this time you are also stained with its light, you might as well sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight!" ”

I subconsciously turned my head to look at the storyteller, and sure enough, the storyteller's face was already full of hideousness, and he was full of anger......

That's when I reacted - the chatter outside the door was not interrupting the storyteller!!

……