For three days in a row, Ouyang Weng would escort a few ghosts out at night, next to a dry well in the middle of the village, to tell stories about the lively ghosts around, and when the rooster crowed, he would bring it back to the cell prepared for him.

I saw that Ouyang Weng's face was full of dead ashes, and those ghosts also said that after he died, he would let him tell the ghosts for the rest of his life.

Reality is always very cruel, think about it carefully, a few days ago, I was in the tea house, I saw Ouyang Weng's expression, and now he is like two people, he was before, because of his longing for ghosts, he felt that it was easier to get along with ghosts, and he didn't have to look at people's faces in that kind of world, however, now he suddenly woke up to the fact that this ghost world is the same as people.

Then four days passed, exactly seven days, Ouyang Weng had been like a walking corpse, completely lost his life, although there would be ghosts to give him food every day, but Ouyang Weng had begun to lose weight day by day, unable to eat, unable to sleep.

On the evening of the seventh day, the ghosts who came to escort him out came over, and Ouyang Weng asked weakly.

"I've been telling you for seven days and seven nights, can you let me go back?"

"Haha, if you want to go, no way, you have to be a storyteller for us all your life, come out quickly, old fellow."

A ghost opened the door of the cell, Ouyang Weng pulled it out very roughly, and when he reached the middle of the village, he was already full of ghosts listening to stories, but at this time, Ouyang Weng was silent, until the ghosts around him began to make noise, a burst of green light, the green ghost with a black face and cunning eyes, came over, and looked at Ouyang Weng viciously.

"What's wrong? Tonight, hurry up and talk about it, and then last night. ”

But Ouyang Weng shook his head.

"We have made an appointment before, but it is just ......"

"Huh? What an appointment, we said, please come for seven days, but we haven't said, we want to let you go back. ”

The cunning green ghost patted Ouyang Weng on the back, and then said word by word.

"I remember, you still have a wife and children, don't try to run away, if you don't obey, what will happen to your unborn child and your wife?"

In order to coerce and lure, Ouyang Weng continued to speak, one day, two days, Ouyang Weng began to draw orthography on the wall, until the end of the Hundred Ghosts Banquet, Ouyang Weng was already dead.

During this period of time, I watched Ouyang Weng every day, it was like hell, living like a year, and many times, I had to give those ghosts, sneering, and at this time, I also learned that the three-eyed green ghost was not the boss of this place, he was just an ordinary green ghost.

The sly looking green ghost, called Zhu Si, and a powerful green ghost, is said to be the boss here, called the resentful bone Niangniang, but I haven't seen it once, and Three Eyes is the third green ghost here.

I can't help but be a little surprised, why, Three-Eyes is not the boss here, and I have also heard that many ghosts are not willing to deal with Three-Eyes, although he is a green ghost, but he is very withdrawn, rarely interacting with other ghosts, over time, many ghosts have ignored his existence.

Ouyang Weng was alone in the cell, muttering to himself, his state was already in a trance, completely lost his vitality, and he looked dying.

A month later, in the morning, I saw Ouyang Meng and came to Ouyang Weng's cell.

"How's it going? Ouyang Weng. ”

Ouyang Meng asked, Ouyang Weng raised his head, and there was no life in those eyes that were already cloudy.

"Is that you?"

"You've always felt that if you get along with ghosts, you can ask for these worldly comforts, black and white, and you don't have to live so tired anymore, right?"

Ouyang Weng was speechless, just muttering something silently.

"I really love to dream, I used to be like you, I love to dream, but it's just a delusion of nothingness, with the book, those oral things, do you really think that you know ghosts?"

Ouyang Meng just said this and left, and every day from then on, Ouyang Meng would come over and ask the same question.

"Ouyang Weng, how is it? Got it? ”

However, although Ouyang Meng would come over every day, he didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, he just left this sentence and left, for a whole year, Ouyang Weng was already unkempt, skinny, and seemed to be about to die.

Gradually, many ghosts began to lose interest in the stories Ouyang Weng said, and the number of ghosts who listened to them began to gradually decrease, until no one listened to Ouyang Weng's storytelling anymore, and he was abandoned in the cell.

Every day, there will still be ghosts to bring food to Ouyang Weng, but Ouyang Weng's eyes are already dead, he hasn't eaten for a few days, and it seems that he is about to die.

"Your child was born, a son."

Ouyang Meng stood in front of the cell and said, In an instant, I saw a glimmer of light burst out in Ouyang Weng's eyes.

"Is that still the question, have you figured it out? Ouyang Weng. ”

At night, Ouyang Weng pulled out again, and tonight, it looked a little different, this cloud covered the moon, except for the ghost fires lit around, there was basically no light.

And the number of ghosts, even more, I don't know what's going on, and then in the gossip of many ghosts, I heard that tonight is the day of breaking the ground of the ghost mother.

And the so-called Groundbreaking Day is that some ghosts, in order to master more powerful power, voluntarily return to the bones, bury themselves under the three-foot-deep loess, stay for ten or twenty years, and constantly gather yin qi to make their strength constantly improve.

On the day of breaking the ground, a living sacrifice is needed, and the best of this living sacrifice is the person who has contact with the ghost, but has not yet died, such a person is Ouyang Weng.

Because Ouyang Weng's numerology is very hard, although contact with ghosts has a great impact on the body, but he did not die.

Ouyang Weng was escorted to the side of a dry well, and there were ghosts in all directions, ghosts one by one, gathered, and seemed to be waiting.

Inviting Ouyang Weng to come over and talk about the book was just a pretense, because Zhu Si noticed that Ouyang Weng was special because he was an ordinary person, but he could be with ghosts without being affected too much.

Ouyang Weng, who realized all this, finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared.

"Why, why is this way of the world, people are too, ghosts are too, ugly."

But immediately, Ouyang Weng's mouth was sealed by Zhu Si, and he couldn't make a sound, and there were bursts of low sounds at the bottom of the dry well, and streams of yin qi overflowed from the dry well, and the ghosts around them all respectfully retreated to the surroundings.

Bursts of ground chirps kept coming from under the dry well, and the ghost lady seemed to be about to come out.

On Ouyang Weng's face, fear was revealed little by little, muddy tears, constantly dripping, and the moment Zhu Si let go of him, Ouyang Weng took a deep breath, raised his head, shouted loudly to the sky, and used all his strength.

"Help me, Ouyang Meng."

With a shout, suddenly, a purple light fell from the sky, it was Ouyang Meng, and the whole person was wrapped in purple light and fell on the dry well.

Suddenly, the dry well was sealed, and then I saw Ouyang Meng raise his hand, and the ground next to the dry well rumbled, and the whole piece bounced up, and Zhu Si covered it for a while, pressing the ground over.

Ouyang Meng watched quietly, lying on the ground, dying Ouyang Weng.

"What's wrong? Do you want me to save you? ”

Ouyang Weng closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

"Then I ask you, why, I want to save you."

"A long time ago, I noticed it, Ouyang Meng, you have been listening to me, we, perhaps, are friends!"

Ouyang Meng laughed, and suddenly, he rose up, and ghosts from all directions, whimpering, rushed towards them.

At this time, what came to mind was that Ouyang Meng was lying quietly on the table, listening carefully, Ouyang Weng on the stage, said excitedly, one can see, one, but can't see the other, very wonderful, such a feeling.

"Dream Fire."

Ouyang Meng shouted loudly, raising a hand, and the ghosts who rushed over suddenly fell into a sea of fire, however, in the sea of fire, a green light floated out, it was Zhu Si, in his hand, holding a whip, after waving it several times, those flames were extinguished.

"Hmph, do you want to make trouble? Look for death. ”

"I'm not here to make trouble, it's just to save a friend."

As he spoke, Ouyang Meng had already stood behind Zhu Si.

"It's impossible, you're obviously not even a green ghost, how can you ......"

"I've heard of dreams, can you eat people?"

Ouyang Meng chuckled, and suddenly, he held up a hand, and a black thing appeared, and then changed into a monster with a big mouth a little bit, and swallowed Zhu Si with a snap.

Ouyang Meng reappeared beside Ouyang Weng again, dragging him with one hand, and immediately flew towards the outside of the broken village, and then as soon as he raised his hand, on the ground, a group of gray large-mouthed monsters rose from the ground and swallowed those ghosts who were chasing over.

"Don't panic, it's just an illusion."

A low female voice sounded, and then the purple light that covered the dry well disappeared, and a dark green air flow gushed out from the dry well.

Wearing a tattered long dress, half of the body has turned into white bones, half of the body, still retains the body, a green ghost with a green light all over his body, came out of the well, this is the ghost Niangniang.

With a snort, the resentful ghost Niangniang blocked Ouyang Meng's way.

"What? Do you want to play with me? ”

Ouyang Meng smiled teasingly, and suddenly, Ouyang Meng's laughter disappeared, and I looked at it in amazement, a big hole appeared in Ouyang Meng's chest.