Back at Tongtian Pavilion, the little junior sister stood at the highest stone step waiting for me, holding my ginger plant in her left hand and her own pot of garlic in her right hand, looking quite virtuous. I wasn't going to talk to her, I took the ginger from her hand and was about to limp back into the house, but the little sister stopped me.

She asked me why I didn't come home overnight.

I said, "Go to the Mirror Lake behind the purple bamboo forest to see the moon."

Yiyi said: You can also see the moon here, and the Tsutenkaku is the closest to the sky, and the moon seems to be within reach.

I turned my head and said to her seriously: Although it seems to be within reach, it is out of reach after all. Not only can you touch the moon, but you can also see two moons.

Although it was only a flash in the pan, I thought to myself.

Yiyi said: I don't think this mirror lake can have a moon that can eat people, otherwise how could the senior brother come back lame.

I pretended to be serious and said: That place is indeed gloomy and weird, not to mention that the moon will eat people, even the water has problems, and the water of this mirror lake will devour people! Yesterday I was admiring the moon by the lake, and who knew that there would be five or six moons on the surface of this lake, and I would just catch it - do you know what I caught?

Yiyi's eyes were wide open, swallowing saliva, staring at me for a moment.

I deliberately lowered my voice and said in a low voice: I found a corpse with no eyes and no limbs.

Ahh

The little junior sister covered her ears and stood in place screaming, the scream was sharp and piercing through the sky, echoing throughout the Valley of Despair.

After making up the story, I proudly dragged the leg that had been attacked by the moon and left Yiyi's sight in a not very chic way, leaving her standing alone and shivering. I didn't intend to scare this little girl who didn't know anything about the world, but life was too dull and boring, and I always had to have some fun. At the moment, although I am quick to speak for a while, if I really frighten this stupid girl, I will inevitably be reprimanded by the master tomorrow. But I thought about it for a while, what if Master didn't care about these trivial matters, so I quickly put the matter behind me, put my legs on the high stacked futon, and leisurely flipped through the treasure book.

The treasure book is worthy of being a treasure book, and some of the content is too advanced and profound, and I can't understand it by reading it word by word for a layman, for example: women's words are all rhetorical, if you want it, don't want it, don't want it. If it is said in this book, if you don't want it, don't want it, like it is not like, and dislike means liking. That Xiaoyue keeps saying that she likes me, but in fact she doesn't like me, why do you pester me if you don't like it? It's unreasonable and unreasonable, and practical experience tells me that this book is pure nonsense. I threw the book to the floor in frustration, lay flat on the bed, and looked at the roof with wide eyes, as if to get an answer from the white wall. After a while, the candle was half-burned, and I couldn't figure out what was right or wrong, so I pulled my body and stretched out my arm to pick up the book, skipping the page, and continuing to read with relish.

Early the next morning, I was called by Master to give a lecture and ask about the corpse in Jinghu. It turned out that the little sister was frightened and spread the story vividly, making everyone want to move overnight, how many restless souls want to take advantage of the dark moon and high wind to form a group to go to Mirror Lake for a night trip, but yesterday the dark clouds were thick, the moon was covered by dark clouds, everyone firmly believed that the moon that would eat people was closely related to the mirror lake that would devour people, so the night tour plan was temporarily canceled, and everyone waited together to make an appointment when the time was right.

I was forced by Master's obscenity to explain the beginning, motives, and purposes of fabricating rumors one by one, and it was because I was bored, but Master said: For this matter of your opening of the river, if you deal with it at a small level, it is to bully your junior sister, and if you deal with it at a large level, it is to spread rumors and endanger the Valley of Despair.

I said: If I am wrong to scare my little sister, then it is also wrong for her to talk nonsense with her big mouth.

Master said, "I know, but you are the root of this mistake, so I will punish you."

I asked: What punishment?

Master said, "The radish garden on the west side of the Thousand Water House will be handed over to you to take care of, water, fertilize and weed, and don't be lazy."

I was slumped on the ground, and on the surface I looked like I was thanking the Lord Longen, but in fact, in my heart, I had already thrown my master over my shoulder more than a hundred times. I think Master is too busy to farm, just put a crime on me so that I can send me to volunteer labor, and I have also written a lot of opinions from the masses, hoping that Master is people-oriented, just have enough food to eat, and don't plant if you can't plant, why work hard for the people and hurt money. However, he was very stubborn, especially for a young man like me, who had just grown up, and in the end I could only obediently serve those turnips, and there was no resentment in my heart.

The rumors of Jinghu were only prevalent for one day before they were exposed by the wise valley lord in one fell swoop, and inevitably a group of sycophants stood up and put on a posture, but it was a pity that those boring disciples had one less activity to be excited about.

Even going to the sick seemed quite disappointing. But before this was over, a little junior brother specially invited me to the Qianshui Room to tell him a bedtime ghost story, and the reward was to work for me in the turnip field for a day.

The new ghost story is much more terrifying than Mirror Lake, and it scares the little junior brother all night. Two days later, the little brother came to listen to the story again.

I said, "You slept in the turnip field last time."

The little junior brother said: This time I promise to work hard for you, and I won't sleep or be lazy.

After speaking, he patted his chest hard to assure.

I put down my hand to sip melon seeds, took a sip of tea, and asked, "What do you want to hear this time?" Need a few horrors, threes, fours, or sevens?

The little junior brother's eyes were shining with golden light, and a simple smile appeared on his face: Seven points!

I said, "Oh, I couldn't sleep all night last time I was scared at four points, can you stand these seven points?"

The little junior brother said happily: This is exciting, I want to hear what is more terrifying.

After lighting a few candles, I sat down with my little brother. Outside the house, the wind blew the leaves, and my little brother and I each wrapped a futon around our bodies, revealing only one head, and I told the story of a stillborn woman who slept with her husband every night in order to take revenge on her husband by turning into a ghost. In addition to the bloody horror, there is also the emotional line between men and women, and the little junior brother who listened to it would blush for a while and blackboard for a while. As a result, the little junior brother stayed awake all night.

My ability to tell ghost stories was recognized by my junior brother, which gave me a sense of accomplishment. In addition to painting, another of my talents has been excavated, and I think that it may not be suitable for fighting and killing, or it is the life of a literati and ink artist. It's a pity that I'm in the middle of troubled times, and these hobbies can't become a climate. Taking advantage of everyone's enthusiasm for ghost stories, I traded the work of the turnip garden, but if I wanted to hear the story, I had to go to the turnip garden for a day to work, so that the turnip garden was full for half a year.

All I need to do every day is to move a chair and lie under the tree to supervise the work, and from time to time I use my brain to brew a few new stories. The male disciples in the valley love to listen to ghost stories, and the female disciples love to listen to romance novels, so in order to satisfy everyone, I had to combine ghost stories and romance novels. Even the timid Yiyi sister hid in the corner and listened with relish.

Not long after that, I was called by Master to talk again.

Master said, "You have the most doors in the entire Valley of Despair!"

I said, "It was the master who taught me well."

The master said, "You can't teach those crooked ways as a teacher." Where do you need so many people to work in that big fart point in your turnip garden, mess around!

I said, "What does Master mean?"

Master said, "I have recently opened a new potato orchard, and as a small punishment for you for cheating and disrupting discipline, you can go."

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