Hearing the other party call himself "Shuhuan", Wang Xiaowen couldn't help but be happy: "I said sisters, can you see clearly that people will shout again?" Shuhuan, what about Ru Ping? ”

"Shuhuan, I'm Ru Ping, I'm Ru Ping!"

As she spoke, the female ghost pounced on Wang Xiaowen.

As soon as the female ghost moved, I also hurriedly rushed out. She has a very strong ghost aura on her body, even if she has no intention of harming others, but Wang Xiaowen is just an ordinary person, once she collides with Wang Xiaowen's body, it is very likely that Wang Xiaowen's soul will be knocked out.

I grabbed two runic fires and slapped them, and a one-man flame barrier suddenly appeared in front of her, preventing her from moving forward.

"Ru Ping, don't worry, the humidity and yin here are very heavy, and it is not a place for conversation, if you believe me, we might as well go upstairs and carefully explain the cause and effect of this matter."

The female ghost hesitated for a while, then looked at Wang Xiaowen and nodded slightly: "Okay." ”

After a brief exchange, we know what is going on.

The real name of the female ghost is Dai Xiang, she was also a student of Jinling University, and Wang Xiaowen was a college classmate in her previous life, and the two met when the drama club arranged a drama, one is called Shuhuan, and the other is called Ru Ping, which tells the story of a tragic song of war for children in troubled times.

After the two fell in love, when the two fell into a beautiful relationship, the war burned to Jinling, the Fusang army entered Jinling City, and the people of the city suffered an unprecedented and inhumane massacre.

At that time, Wang Xiaowen hid Dai Xiang in the basement of the old medical school in his previous life, and told her that he would definitely come back, but Dai Xiang waited in it for decades.

Dai Xiang didn't even know she was dead at first, but when she realized it, her body was rotting and stinking, and when her spirit flew out of the basement, she realized that the Fuso had released a gas bomb outside, and Dai Xiang had been poisoned in his sleep.

Shui Yao and I also shifted our attention to Wang Xiaowen.

"Beasts, bad people, and cowardly ghosts." I scolded him three times in a row.

"Gan, it's been decades since this happened, either in my previous life, or in my previous life, and I have a woolen relationship!"

Wang Xiaowen gave me an angry look, but this guy still stood up and bowed deeply to Dai Xiang: "I'm sorry, although I don't know what I did in my previous life, I myself am ashamed of everything that person has done." ”

Hearing this, I nodded with a smile and said to Wang Xiaowen: "Do you want to find out the cause and effect of your previous life, and then let Dai Xiang go down to the Yellow Spring safely and be reincarnated?" ”

"Well, it has to be!"

Wang Xiaowen nodded heavily.

"Then let Dai Xiang help us verify the courage of those newcomers."

"Huh?" Wang Xiaowen was stunned for a moment, "You actually used Dai Xiang to pretend to be a ghost and scary, this is too inferior." ”

Dai Xiang floated up to me and said with a smile: "It's fun to be scary, and I haven't seen anyone for a long time, are you holding some interesting activities?" ”

When I told Dai Xiang about the courage test, she nodded suddenly: "Okay, I'll help you with this!" ”

Dai Xiang belongs to the earth-bound spirit, her obsession is very heavy, and this small building is born to be a place of gathering yin, any ghost is easy to cultivate and form here, the reason why she has not become a powerful ghost over the years is mainly because her innocence and kindness have been maintained, which is also extremely rare. But at the same time, it also shows that she loved Wang Xiaowen very deeply and deeply in her previous life.

When I left school, Wang Xiaowen deliberately turned his head and asked me: "Hey, can you really find out the reason why I left in my previous life and didn't come back?" ”

I scratched my head: "Yes, it can be, but it takes a lot of energy." ”

"As long as there is a way." Wang Xiaowen was obviously relieved.

I didn't speak, tilted my head, and looked straight at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's strange, with your usual roughness, no matter what kind of beauty the other party is, I've never seen you so obsessed, and it's usually done by throwing away a luxury item."

Wang Xiaowen shook his head and said: "I, I think she is pitiful, stupid and stupid, it has obviously been decades." ”

"I really doubt that you and Shui Yao are brothers and sisters, she will bow her head when she is nervous, and if she doesn't look at me, she will shake her head when she is nervous, and she will not dare to look at my eyes."

Wang Xiaowen glanced at me fiercely: "Nonsense, Shui Yao is my sister!" Let me tell you, if you dare to bully her, Lao Tzu will kill you! ”

"It's too late for Lao Tzu to hurt her."

"That's pretty much it."

I turned my head to look at Shui Yao, she still bowed her head slightly as usual, but in the end she raised it slightly, looked at me shyly, and hurriedly lowered her head, her hands clenched tightly.

I put my hand behind me, gently stroked her head, and said affectionately, "You, what a painful girl." ”

After a few days of preparation by the three of us, the venue for testing the courage of the gloomy small building was finally arranged, and in addition to Dai Xiang, I also prepared some things to increase the terrifying atmosphere, such as dummies and props that looked bloody.

At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, we rented a bus to transport these brave testers from the campus on this side of Xianlin to the old campus.

As a result, when I just left the school gate, I found that there were many people outside.

The driver honked his horn a few times, but there was still no way to drive them away.

"I'll go down and have a look."

Not long after Wang Xiaowen went down, he came up and beckoned to me: "Hey, buddy, you're in trouble." ”

"Huh?"

I was stunned for a moment, followed Wang Xiaowen out of the car, and walked towards the most crowded place.

I finally squeezed through the crowd, but in the middle of the crowd I saw a picture of me going berserk and trying to beat people.

In the middle of the crowd there was a white Bentley, and there were two people sitting in the car, one was Qin Niang, and the other was Qianyan.

On Qinniang's side, about three or four meters away from the car window, she knelt in a white suit and held a bouquet of roses larger than a person in her arms.

I was just about to go up, but I was dragged by Wang Xiaowen, and he said with a smile: "Look at this girl's posture, she should be reciting love poems, aren't you very good at love poems, when he finishes reciting, you can just slap him hard." ”

I thought about it, and yes.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat and wore a button-down microphone on his collar so he could hear from far away.

"I still like you very much, like rain falling on the tropics and the polar regions, thousands of miles away.

I still like you very much, like a whale sinking to the bottom of the sea and breathing gently, extremely disgusted.

I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have been waiting for for many years, and I am independent.

I still like you very much, like a subject waiting for the restoration of the dynasty, far away.

I still like you very much, like the wind walked eight thousand miles, regardless of the return date.

Xian'er, since I saw you for the first time, I can't take my eyes off it, Xian'er promised me to be the other half of my life. ”

When he finished reading, there was naturally a large group of people around him.

"Promise him!"

"Promise him!"

"Promise him!"

Wang Xiaowen didn't know where to get a microphone at this time, handed it to me, and made a "please" gesture.

I shrugged, took the microphone, shook my head, and walked up with a smile on my face.

"Is this poem good?"

As soon as I said this, everyone turned their eyes to me, and Zishu Shenggu naturally fell on me like a knife.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not here to fight." I said with a grin, using the same tone as Zishu Shenggu spoke to me last time, "Now, let's comment on the song that this handsome guy just chanted just now...... Well, let's just count it as a love sentence, that's not poetry. ”

As soon as I said this, many people stopped doing it.

"You cow beep, do you have a song?"

"It's just, it's better than understanding anything and still beeping there."

"Just say, that's not poetry, what is that!?"

……

I smiled and asked the crowd, "Do you have any friends around?" ”

"Yes!"

Several people raised their hands.

"Well, it's good to have." I nodded, and began to pretend to beep mode, "We will now disassemble this poem, and the structure is divided into words, soil and inches. 讠, refers to chanting, because in ancient poetry can be sung what is the soil, not to say down-to-earth, but like the soil under the feet as appropriate, not exaggerated, not pretentious and the last inch, refers to the specifications, such as the five words, seven words and so on that everyone knows. Of course, modern poetry is not in this category, but poetry is poetry after all, and the most important thing is the meaning, the heart, and every sentence must come from the heart, rather than writing whatever you want. ”

(Battlefield Literature)