The scholar finally had a seizure, his face turned red, as if he wanted to vent all his unhappiness on the female ghost:

"I see you've read a lot of books, and most of the time you're reasonable, but how can you be so shameless over and over again?"

The scholar's tone continued to be aggressive.

"My lady is knowledgeable, and I get along very well and resonate, she is smart, lovely and lovely, in my eyes like the vast stars in the sky; she is virtuous and virtuous and generous, and she has worked hard in recent years, just for me to catch up with the exam; even if I have been defeated repeatedly, she has never disliked me, she is so bright and lovely in my eyes, so she will never do such a thing, so I will only like my wife, I will never like you in this life. ”

The scholar paused and began to speak word by word.

"Do you—listen—understand—?"

The female ghost looked at the scholar, her eyes slowly turned red, and her eyes were full of tears.

The scholar suddenly felt that his words seemed to be serious, but he felt that this was the best way to deal with it.

In order to avoid softening his heart, he turned his head and said, "You go, do you want me to repeat it again?"

After a long time, the scholar turned around, and the female ghost disappeared as if it had never appeared.

The scholar sighed and returned to his desk to continue reading.

The scholar was suddenly stunned, and he found that a few big words suddenly appeared on the originally blank rice paper on the desk:

I love you.

For the next few days, the scholar never saw the female ghost again at night.

The book grew a sigh of relief, but somehow. At night when there were no female ghosts chatting, he felt a little lonely.

Look blank.

Chang'an City is still not peaceful.

After all, scholars are scholars, and they have no sense of prevention.

If the scholar's business is good, sooner or later he will be targeted by people with a heart.

When the scholar returned from another sale, an accident happened: several bandits followed him closely.

When the scholar put together the day's money and his savings from the past, the bandits jumped out.

"Yo, boy,"

The thief took up the big stick and was about to hammer it.

Another thief also stabbed forward with a knife, and the sunlight reflected through the debris and through the blade of the knife to the scholar's eyes, and the scholar was stabbed by the light and closed his eyes.

The scholar felt that his life was short, but suddenly the screams of the thief were heard in his ears.

When the scholar opened his eyes, he saw the thief flying backwards into the sky, and when he looked again, the other thieves were also panicked, and the scholar turned his head to see that it was a female ghost who came out.

The scholar glanced at her gratefully and hurriedly hid behind her.

The scholar suddenly noticed that the female ghost's body was shaking slightly, and when he looked closely, there was a slight smoke on her body.

Only then did the scholar think that female ghosts could not come out during the day, otherwise they would cause huge damage to their bodies.

The scholar was a little frightened, thinking that the female ghost should be pretending.

The thieves began to flee.

As the leader of the thieves was leaving, he accidentally kicked the dagger on the ground.

The sunlight reflected on the knife turned around and shone on the female ghost.

The female ghost made a snorting sound, her body shook, and she almost fell to the ground.

When the thief leader saw this, he suddenly realized and paused.

The female ghost stood in front of the scholar with her body propped up: Why, you still don't run? Do you want me to kill you?

The leader of the thieves suddenly laughed playfully: Then I hope you can kill me.

He picked up the knife and turned it freely, the light flickered, the female ghost was burned and trembled and smoked, and the scholar hiding behind it could even feel a wave of heat coming from the female ghost.

The thief motioned to his accomplices to attack the scholar and deal with the female ghost himself.

Only then did the others react, and attacked the scholar with a knife, and the scholar hurriedly fled, but he couldn't help but feel a little weak, and fell to the ground without running a few steps.

On the other side, the female ghost was dying by the light, and she could do nothing but watch the scholar being hunted down.

The gangster stabbed the scholar in the abdomen, and the scholar turned around, and the dagger only hit the shoulder, and then another dagger stabbed again, scratching the scholar's back, and at this time, another dagger stabbed the scholar in the abdomen.

The female ghost was still restrained, her whole body made a sizzling sound, and she couldn't move, but at this moment, the female ghost suddenly opened her eyes and let out a sharp scream, and a large amount of white smoke came out of her body.

As if she had been on fire, she gained a tremendous amount of energy, and then rushed out.

She is no longer as docile and harmless as the scholar usually sees, the first thing she took away was the dagger that was stabbing the scholar's abdomen, the dagger was stabbed into the thief's abdomen in reverse, the thief leader was fluted, and he used the dagger to reflect the sunlight to the female ghost, but, this time, he couldn't control the female ghost, and the other gangsters were so frightened that their hands trembled when they saw this, and the female ghost stared at them, and his tone was sharp:

"Who allowed you to touch him?"

Their daggers were snatched, and then they were led to Huangquan Road as well.

In the end, the female ghost turned to the thief leader, who was still clamoring for the female ghost to kill him, but now she fell to her knees with a thud.

"The female ghost spares her life, and the hero spares her life. ”

The female ghost's face was gloomy.

"If you seek death, then I will do what you desire. ”

The last dagger also accurately pierced the center of the thief's eyebrows.

All the gangsters were killed, and the powerful aura of the female ghost disappeared in an instant, and she fell to the ground in a dying state.

The beautiful face of the female ghost could no longer be maintained, and at this moment she changed back to the way she was when she was dying, and her face was covered with scars from burns, which looked really terrifying.

But the scholar didn't care, and even, in his heart, the female ghost at this moment was much better looking than before.

The scholar hugged the female ghost in his arms, and his face was sad.

"I'm sorry for what I said that day. ”

The female ghost smiled, shook her head, and suddenly tightened again.

The scholar asked anxiously, "Is there a lot of pain in your body?"

The female ghost's originally pale face became even paler at this moment, and she held the scholar's hand.

"I don't hurt. ”

The scholar's hand trembled.

"What's so painful about this, birth, old age, sickness and death, life's common things, I have already experienced it once. ”

The scholar's eyes were wet.

"Your lie is so clumsy, too clumsy. ”

Tears flowed down the scholar's eyes.

"If you don't hurt, why are you shaking? ”

The female ghost forced out a smile.

"I really didn't lie to you this time, I really don't feel pain in my body, what I hurt is-"

The figure of the female ghost was gradually dissipating with her words, gradually turning into mist, and the scholar's tears flowed out.

"I'm afraid I'll never see you again. ”

The female ghost's body finally turned into an ethereal mist like this sentence, drifting away with the wind.

The scholar cried and cried for a long time, and then stopped.

A scale appeared in the scholar's heart, with a female ghost on the left and a wife on the right, and this scale was like a big ship swaying in the ocean.

The scholar was silent and sat for a long time, until it was dark and dawn again.

"The afterlife is for you. ”

The scholar said.

Autumn to spring.

The scholar and his wife continued to correspond, and the scholar would still mail some things back on time.

My wife has never written like that since she was accused by the scholar of that time, and the previous abnormality is like a scholar's delusion.

Everything returns to the status quo, as if nothing has ever happened, and as if everything has happened, just like the thin clouds in the blue sky at this time, it is difficult to find a trace.

The scholar was standing in the middle of the street with a few books of poetry.

This is a famous deed that the scholar has just borrowed from the famous sage, and the scholar feels that he must be of great benefit to the imperial examination after reading it, and he has been dreaming of it for a long time.

The scholar cautiously looked around the street, as if he thought someone was coming to rob him, and clipped it to the inner layer of his clothes.

Seeing this, the uncle who sold pork next to him scolded and said, "Neurotic." ”

The scholar didn't care, and when he saw that there was no one around, he began to escape the book and read it while walking.

The scholar looked very seriously, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he had taken the wrong path, he was lost, and he walked into the alley.

The scholar wandered around the alley, blindly turning around the inside, but still didn't find the exit, but he saw another person, it was the postman Li Ran, who was sitting sideways at a table facing him.

The scholar slowly approached, and was about to say hello, but was stunned by the picture in front of him.

The postman was eating the snack he had prepared for his wife, and he was imitating the handwriting of the scholar's wife:

"What are you doing?"

The postman was taken aback, looked up, and saw the scholar to understand.

The postman begged for mercy: "Spare your life." ”

The scholar was furious:

"Do you dare to say spare your life?"

The scholar paused.

"No wonder I have felt that the letter has been a bit abnormal since the end of last year, it turns out that you have been writing letters all along, and you have done such a reluctance to do such a thing for these foods, you are really a scholar in vain. ”

The postman tried to argue:

"You can't blame me for this, it's not that I don't want to send it, she died a long time ago because of an accident at home. Do you think, how can a person not be greedy in such a situation where there is no proof of death? Plus the recent situation in my family, you are not unknown to me, my mother she-"

The postman was still muttering, but the scholar couldn't hear it anymore.

The scholar's body shook, the book he was holding loose, and fell into the puddle on the ground, the scholar stepped on the book, grabbed the postman's collar, and said with a red face:

"She-she's dead? You-don't talk nonsense, it's a big deal, it's a big deal, it's a big deal, I'm not going to settle accounts with you—"

"I really didn't lie to you, I went to deliver the letter that day and saw her body with my own eyes, and that's—that's why I did it. “

"I don't believe it, you must be lying to get away with it. ”

The postman repeated: "I really didn't lie to you. ”

The scholar was struck by lightning at this time, his original grand momentum suddenly declined, he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of soft mud, and it took a while to come back to his senses, he got up, and asked with a sloppy look:

"How did she die?"

"Burned to death. ”

This is the story of the scholar.

One story ends, another continues, and this story is even more bizarre.

"Haha, someone in the group has sent red envelopes!"

On the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve, I just woke up and turned on my phone, and I saw that the group had already grabbed the red envelope.

"Wait a minute!"

I was just about to open the red envelope.

Suddenly, a voice came from the phone.

"Don't tear me down yet!"

I looked at it, and the red envelope actually spoke.

"If you don't dismantle it, someone else will snatch it away!"

I put my finger up again.

"Don't don't!" the red envelope's face became even redder, "The number of this red envelope is the same as the number of people in the group, it is ten, and it will not be snatched by others." ”

"Hmph, why don't you let me dismantle you. ”

"Because as soon as we are taken apart, we die. ”

"Oh?"

"In reality, the red envelope is slightly better, and people are embarrassed to open it in person, and they usually have to wait until they go back to open it secretly. ”

"So they're outliving you?"

"Well, but it didn't take long for the red envelopes that were opened to be thrown directly into the trash, and sometimes they were picked up by other people, and when they opened it and saw that it was empty, they would directly tear them to pieces. We're okay to keep a whole corpse. ”

"How long do you usually live?"

"We sent out from the hands of the people who sent out the red envelopes, and it didn't take long for them to be robbed, and now people's hand speed is getting faster and faster, and they can't wait for the red envelopes to be snatched away as soon as they are sent, and some people have made software to grab red envelopes in seconds, and the life span of our red envelope family is getting shorter and shorter. ”

"But isn't the red envelope just to be opened? ”

"No, no, no, in fact, our red envelope family was originally used to protect everyone, legend has it that in ancient times there was a little demon with black hands and white hands, whose name was "Zhen", and every year in the Chinese New Year's Eve came out to harm people, it touched the sleeping child's head three times with its hand, and the child was scared and cried, and then he had a fever, spoke babbling, got sick, and after a few days the fever subsided, but the smart and clever child became a demented and crazy fool. Our ancestor had eight copper coins wrapped in his stomach at that time, and he put them under the child's pillow to be able to suppress this monster. Later, it evolved into giving red envelopes to ask for good luck, but everyone paid more and more attention to how much money was in the red envelopes, but forgot the meaning of our red envelopes themselves. We also want to live a little longer and share this happiness with everyone. ”

"That seems to be the case. ”

"Thank you for listening to me so much, I will repay you, now you can open me"

"Mmmm, then I'll open it, Happy New Year little red envelope~"

"Happy New Year~"

After it finished speaking, I opened the red envelope, and then was surprised to find that the nine people in front of me had only grabbed a penny, and all the remaining money in the red envelope belonged to me.

How long do you usually live?"

"We sent out from the hands of the people who sent out the red envelopes, and it didn't take long for them to be robbed, and now people's hand speed is getting faster and faster, and they can't wait for the red envelopes to be snatched away as soon as they are sent, and some people have made software to grab red envelopes in seconds, and the life span of our red envelope family is getting shorter and shorter. ”

"But isn't the red envelope just to be opened? ”

"No, no, no, in fact, our red envelope family was originally used to protect everyone, legend has it that in ancient times there was a little demon with black hands and white hands, whose name was "Zhen", which came out to harm people every year in the Chinese New Year's Eve night, and it touched the sleeping child's head three times with its hand, a demented and crazy fool.