The story begins to move backwards.

Gu Chong sat cross-legged on his bed, looking at the sky outside that was getting dark, and such an idea popped up in his mind.

They are in a world of storytelling, a story of chaotic characters. What's the most important thing in a story like this?

Gu Chong's eyes slowly changed from illusory to condensed, and the glance he finally raised his eyes was as sharp as a knife.

He thought, he knew what was going on.

……

late at night

A cold wind, whirling outside the house, carried up the fallen leaves on the floor, whining like a woman's mournful voice.

Suddenly, as if the wind had found its target, it crashed into Gu Chong's door.

"Pounds—"

"Pounds—"

"Pound!"

The latch that was on the inside was knocked off, and the whirlwind pushed the door open and blew in.

From the outer room to the inner room, the whirlwind came to the top of the wooden bed and looked condescendingly at the man lying on the bed.

"Is that him?"

"It's him,"

"There's another woman, but I can't find it."

Faintly, a woman's voice came from the wind, as if she was talking to someone, but from beginning to end, it was only her voice.

Gu Chong was facing the wall, his back to the outside, and his eyes didn't know when they had opened.

In fact, he had woken up from the time the latch was knocked off.

"He's asleep?"

"What if he's asleep?"

"He shouldn't have fallen asleep,"

The woman in the wind continued to speak, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Gu Chong who was asleep.

Suddenly, Gu Chong heard a loud bang, like the sound of a blade unsheathed. At the same time, the female voice also became a little cold,

"Since you're asleep, it's useless,"

"Kill it."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Chong stiffened up and sat up from the bed.

He rubbed his eyes and yawned and stretched.

"Who is it, I keep talking all night, and I don't let people sleep."

Although Gu Chong didn't turn his head to look, he could feel that this "wind girl" was not very happy, and even the temperature in the room had dropped a lot.

This person is a ghost, he doesn't speak, and he is relatively speechless.

Long

I saw that whirlwind gently falling from the sky and falling in front of Gu Chong.

The wind gradually stopped, and a figure emerged from it. The lotus lotus jacket and the royal blue horse-faced skirt are embroidered with delicate patterns with silk threads, which look like they are expensive.

Judging by the figure, she is a young woman, but Gu Chong can't know exactly if it's or not, because this woman has no head.

A female ghost who was gorgeously dressed but only had a voice stood firmly in front of Gu Chong. In the past, I was afraid that I would scare him away, but now, Gu Chong's body just shook a little, and there was no other reaction.

"Childe,"

A voice sounded in her ears, although the female ghost had no head, but Gu Chong knew that this was her voice.

Gu Chong didn't answer, who knows if there were any traps or something, just nodded and signaled that he heard it.

"You're good."

Yes?

This has no beginning and no end, which makes Gu Chong a little overwhelmed. This female ghost came to praise him?

"I was the grandmother of this house. My lord and I were childhood sweethearts, but at that time, he was the little prince and I was a maid in the house. Later, by coincidence, I was recognized as a goddaughter by Scholar Li of the DPRK, and I was married back to this family. ”

"Because I prevented him from accepting a fireworks woman as a concubine, the lord had bad intentions, and ordered the housekeeper to strangle me, cut off my head, and bury me under a tree in the backyard. I have a lot of resentment in my heart, and I have never been able to reincarnate. ”

After saying this large paragraph, the female ghost stopped talking again.

Gu Chong hesitated again and again, and then asked:

"So, you want me to avenge you?"

Who knew that the female ghost actually shook her body, Gu Chong thought, this might be her way of shaking her head and refusing......

"It's not,"

"It's just my opening remarks, I'm going to say it to anyone I meet."

Gu Chong: ?

I'm really getting more and more confused about these ghosts in the inner world.

"Okay, let's get down to business," as he spoke, Gu Chong saw the female ghost with light footsteps, floating up and sitting on the windowsill, still holding Erlang's legs, and her toes swaying.

How can it be so playful?

"There was a little girl, but we couldn't find her, so we had to come to you."

She should be talking about Wu Lan, Gu Chong thought to himself. After Wulan Xiaoyu died, she went to sleep in a side room today.

"You're a smart guy, so we unanimously decided to give you some help."

Gu Chong was obviously not understanding her words.

The female ghost didn't care if Gu Chong understood, and said to herself:

"The things you want to find are in the teahouse, on the stage, as long as you get those two things, all your problems will be solved."

"But you have to promise me that when you leave, you will leave the thing in your arms and not take it with you."

Hearing this, Gu Chong was a little surprised. He subconsciously reached into his arms and touched it, and the female ghost seemed to see it,

"That's it."

The human head.

"Why?"

"You just have to do it," After speaking, I saw the female ghost's body floating up faintly, floating in mid-air, with a pair of toes, just above Gu Chong's head.

"If you don't keep the agreement,"

"There's no way you're going to go home in your life."

Then the figure slowly faded in front of Gu Chong, and finally disappeared.

Only Gu Chong, who was lost in thought, was left.

His brain spun rapidly, and at the same time, he took out the "human head", which was already the size of a fist, put it in his palm, and examined it carefully.

In the moonlight, it glows a pale milky white smooth.

……

"You mean, a female ghost came to you yesterday and told you where the key items were?!"

Wu Lan looked at Gu Chong with wide eyes, her face in disbelief.

Gu Chong nodded,

"Oh my God, what kind of luck are you? It's the first time I've heard of a youkai in the world that will take the initiative to help people! ”

Gu Chong just smiled faintly,

"I've always been lucky."

"So, what did she ask you to give her that?"

"I think what she asked me to give her is probably the guts of this book."

"Book gall?" Wu Lan's expression fully explained that she didn't believe what Gu Chong said.

"Didn't we say that this book has no book guts?"

"No, this book is a book."

Gu Chong's eyes looked ahead, the people coming and going on the road.

"Do you remember, yesterday we discussed, what is the most important thing in storytelling?"

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"We were wrong, the most important thing in storytelling is not the gall of the book, but,"

"Storyteller."

"Without a storyteller, no matter how good a story is, it is impossible to become a storyteller."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Lan's mind was full of lightning, and all the guesses and clues were connected.

"Storyteller ......"

"Yes, storyteller."

At this time, the three of them had already arrived outside the door of the teahouse.

"This thing that seems to be a human head is actually the book guts of this world,"

"The heart of a storyteller."

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