That night, we stayed in the Yao family's castle.

Yao Yirong also appeared, she just pretended to look at me casually, and then stopped paying attention to me, talking and laughing with other people.

I looked at her incredible appearance, and suddenly I was very grateful to her, if it weren't for her, maybe I would have missed this opportunity, and I might never have met this girl named Qingqing. It is even more impossible to know that there is a second "dream" in this world.

"You know what? My uncle, an old man, once encountered such a strange thing when he was herding cattle. "The dark castle, a few red candles lit, a dozen people, just like that, gathered in a heap, in such an atmosphere, told a terrifying ghost story.

"One day, my uncle led the cow to the river to graze, and after he put the cow down, he picked up firewood in the woods two meters away from the river. Suddenly, my uncle heard a lot of children playing in the water by the river, and when he turned his head, he saw several children playing in the water by the river. At that time, my uncle was itchy and wanted to play too. But at that time, my uncle's house was a firewood burner, and if there was no firewood, then he couldn't cook. ”

But my uncle couldn't bear it when he watched so many people playing in the water, so he hooked the firewood with three or two hands. I was about to take off my clothes and go to play in the water, but do you know what my uncle saw when he turned around? ”

The person who told this story was a young man named Zheng Yang, who heard that his family background was also good, and he had been pursuing Yao Yirong.

"What do you see?" Several girls looked at him with blank eyes

As if he had done enough tricks, Zheng Yang smiled proudly, and then lowered his tone

"The moment my uncle turned around, he saw that the children who were playing with the water had disappeared. But my uncle remembered that he had heard the laughter of the children a moment ago. ”

So my uncle was very strange, and took the ox to the river and looked at it. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it almost scared my uncle's heart out when I saw it. There were no children by the river, only rows of footprints like ducks. Then, on the other embankment by the river, there sat a monster, with a mouse's mouth, a duck's foot, a dog's face, and two red eyes, and he looked at my uncle, and actually shed tears. ”

"My uncle was so frightened that he didn't even want the cow and ran home barefoot. The next morning, my uncle disappeared and the whole family couldn't find him. Later, my uncle's body was found by the river, wrapped in a roll of black aquatic weeds, and he died by the river. His body was bulging like a ball, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't bat himself. ”

The story Zheng Yang said was actually not terrifying at all, but in such an atmosphere, there were really a few girls who turned pale with fright.

"I ...... I'll go to the bathroom first. Even Yao Yirong, a master who is not afraid of heaven and earth, seems to have palpitations

I also found an excuse to follow her while she was in the bathroom.

For no other reason, I always had to explain to her that the fat man's mistake had damaged our reputations and made me misunderstand her, and I had to apologize to her anyway.

In the hallway, I intercepted her

"Yao Yirong, I want to tell you about the last time."

Yao Yirong wiped her hands and asked suspiciously, "What happened last time?" What happened last time、"

I said, the last time I slipped into your room.

"Get out of ......" Yao Yirong's face turned red instantly: "Don't think that if I invite you to come this time, your face will be big, if it weren't for my brother who wanted to see you by name, I wouldn't want to see you in my life, if you dare to mention the last time, I will definitely not let you go." ”

She was furious, like a mad lioness, threatening me viciously.

Being scolded by her like this, I'm also angry, fuck I tried my best to save you, if you don't appreciate it, forget it if you misunderstand me, now I come to apologize to you in a good voice, or hot ass sticks to the cold stool.

Unreasonable, I scolded her, turned around and went back to the castle.

Yao Yirong asked me in the back unrelentingly: "Who do you say is unreasonable?" ”

When we returned to the castle, everyone's eyes were on us.

Zheng Yangpeng jumped up and glared at me viciously, quite like a flower messenger.

"Yirong, what happened, did someone bully you?" Zheng Yang asked Yao Yirong softly.

Yao Yirong shook her head with an obscure expression and said that it was nothing. But anyone can feel that she is deliberately hiding something.

Don't think about it, she is reluctant to mention what happened last time, although Yao Yirong and I also know that it is just a misunderstanding, but every time she mentions it, she is like a wild cat that has been stepped on by her tail, in addition to being angry, she is still angry.

Although we know it, outsiders don't know it, and there are many people who think that I have ill intentions towards Yao Yirong. For example, Zhou Yang is one of those people who has been misled by rumors.

Even after sitting down for a long time, his eyes always stared at me, intentionally or unintentionally, and the meaning in his eyes was obvious, except for provocation, it was still provocation.

Later, they played a game, Pen Fairy.

The game of pen fairy actually originated from the oldest witchcraft in China, Fu Pingshu. It is a pen that conveys the thoughts of the gods, but the gods disdain to write by hand, so with the help of the hands of sorcerers or Taoist priests, they convey their meanings and write heavenly machines on the sand table. This is Fuping, and some people call it Fuji.

In ancient times, the mansion of the prince and prince of the general would be enshrined with some warlocks or Taoist priests who could help the beggar, and whenever there was doubt in the heart, or when there was a bad omen, they would always ask these warlocks to help the beggar. This has also led to the emergence of many fake beggars in the rivers and lakes who rely on supporting and eating and mixing. Deceive the world by using the art of helping the beggars to achieve their own goal of collecting money.

Although most people are in awe of the gods, it is not uncommon to suspect that the art of helping the gods is child's play.

In the Three Chronicles of Yijian, it is clearly recorded that a story of an immortal being questioned, the time of this story takes place in the Song Dynasty

It is said that in the Song Dynasty, there was a scholar, named Crouching Tiger Mountain people, who had invited immortals to come to the altar on Mount Tai, and everyone burned incense to him and saluted, respectfully, during which a scholar leaned on the case and sat down, and mocked: "Fu Ping is just a warlock who has practiced the tricks of the rivers and lakes, and came out to deceive the world.

As soon as the words were finished, I saw the pen flying, and wrote a poem, the poem: "The birds are frightened and can't stop crying, the chapter looks back at the willows and is sad, the flowers bloom about the intestines are empty, and the clouds are scattered without a trace. Xiao Li stole Jin Quxu, half smiled and persuaded jade things, the pipa still seemed to be back then, in order to ask Xunyang to estimate the guest wife. ”

After reading this poem, the scholar fell to his knees and kept kowtowing, begging the fairy for forgiveness.

It turned out that this poem was secretly sent by the scholar to a prostitute who had been in good contact with her a few days ago, and now the prostitute has become good, but the scholar has never forgotten her. To put it bluntly, this scholar is seducing other people's wives and lewd wives.

After the scholar kowtowed and apologized, the fairy wrote on the paper again: "This woman has been good now, you are a peeping boudoir, fortunately this note has not been sent, otherwise there will be more trouble, I watched the record of the palace of the king of Yama before, and only learned about this poem." After a while, the fairy warned on the paper again: "The romance is a good story, it is a seedling of hell, a sea of industry, and I still look back to the shore," the scholar has already been colorless, how dare he have any doubts about this helper.

It's just that famous things often like to be used by others, whether it is a person, a property, or the name of a sect, there are always people who are generous and rash to replace it, so that in the end it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Some people act with real skills, and some people rely on a mouthful to cheat, drink and eat. After a while, the world generalized, the Taoist priest became a liar, and the helper became a ridiculous trick.

It's just that whether it's a puppet or a game, it needs a professional mage and Taoist priest to do it. Fu Pingshu, in fact, to put it bluntly, is a trick to open one's own body, and then let the ghost enter one's body to control handwriting, in ancient times, to achieve the purpose of divination. But it must be recruited by professional Taoist priests, all of whom are patriarchs and yin gods, while ordinary people recruit them are all evil gods and evil ghosts wandering among the people.

Pen Fairy, Disc Immortal This type of game is adapted from the principle of Fu Pingshu. Needless to say, the danger is naturally needless to say, if you really happen to invite a "fairy", then you can invite it, and you may not send it away. Because ordinary people invited her, she is simply a lonely ghost, she asked for you, and you naturally have to pay it back. Okay, collect some paper money or something and give it away. What about those who died unjustly? It is very likely that you will be her stand-in, and if you don't die, she won't leave.

So, when I saw these people playing with the pen fairy, my first thought was to stop them. I don't care how they want to die, but Xiao Mengxue is here, and there is a Qingqing who looks very similar to "Meng", so I naturally can't let them come nonsense.

Sometimes, however, good intentions are destined to be struck by lightning. I voiced my fears, and I was immediately ridiculed

"Are you still a man with a handlebar? If you're so timid, if you're afraid, then don't play, anyway, with me, any lonely soul and ghost has to stand aside. ”

It was Zheng Yang who ridiculed me, and after outperforming me in language, his expression was full of pride.

I just wanted to get angry, but I was pulled by the fat man in time.

"Forget it, they like to play, so let them play. Isn't that me and you? The dignified Huaguang faction and the disciples of Yinshan are still afraid that a lonely ghost will not succeed. The fat man whispered in my ear.

After listening to the fat man's words, I forced the flame to be suppressed. Let them fool around, it's a big deal to be a bad person again, and wipe their butts.

Although no one has an opinion, but please pen fairy, you need a pen and paper. Everyone is here to travel, who has time to bring this thing. In the end, Yao Yirong, a loser, in order to be able to play this game, actually took out an antique painting of the Qing Dynasty in his father's room.

As soon as I flipped the drawing, there was a piece of paper to ask for a pen fairy. After bringing a brush, the tools are completely ready.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but scold the losers in my heart, and then I didn't care if they were disappointed or not, anyway, I asked the fat man to take a cigarette, walked out of the corridor and smoked, quietly watching the moonlight.

It didn't take long for the sound of girls screaming in the room, followed by bursts of noise, it seemed that Zhou Yang had invited the pen fairy, which caused everyone to ask questions.

I wondered, because when I looked inside, I didn't feel any yin energy flowing at all. Is it because my mana is too low, or is the cultivation of the pen immortal too high, I can't feel it.

I continued to turn my head, leaning against the hallway and smoking a smoking, ignoring the men. At this moment, a sudden gust of wind came from my back that made me feel extremely cold, and I couldn't help but shiver.

As soon as I turned around, I almost bumped into the oncoming fat man. As soon as I saw the fat man, I caught him and asked, "Did you really invite the pen fairy?" ”

The fat man scolded with a big grin: "What a fart pen fairy, the whole process is Zheng Yang pretending to be a ghost and taking the opportunity to rub oil." ”

I suddenly realized, in fact, I should have thought a long time ago that there are usually only a few tricks for men to take the opportunity to rub oil. Or tell two ghost stories to scare the weak hearts of girls, so that girls can't stand the fright and want to find a support, and naturally throw themselves into the arms of men.

It's just that...... When the fat man said the next sentence, my heart felt as bad as shit.

"Well, you don't know. Just now, the girl named Qingqing next to me hugged me hard, and the soft feeling was doubly refreshing. ”

I...... I was uncomfortable for ten seconds, and I held back such a sentence: "Fatty, it seems that someone said that a friend's wife, don't bully." ”

The fat man was surprised: "What friend's wife, is he my friend's wife?" Besides, this sentence is not good for this version, right? ”

"Uh...... That's that version? ”

The fat man replied without squinting: "It's obviously a friend's wife, so ride hard." ”

………… Whoever is your friend has really suffered for half a lifetime.