(Continued from above)

A few days later, according to the agreed time, Zuzi turned on the computer in his study in the Tianlong Villa, put on headphones, and then opened the cosmic culture channel of Chizixing, and clicked on the video chat window in the lower right corner of the screen.

Zushi is particularly energetic today, with neat hair, bright eyes, and a bright forehead. He shook his head and shook his spirits, and reported to the host, Yu Yingying: Mr. Wang Zuzi, a folk tale, came to report for duty, and I was ready to tell a story.

Yu Yingying immediately appeared in the chat window, and when she saw Zuzi's confident demeanor and self-proclaimed folk tale, she giggled and said: "Dear Mr. Zuzi, full of trust, okay!"

Please keep in mind that your narration will be controlled by me in the background, and I will alert you in the background through your headset if there is an error or obstruction during your narration.

We will automatically translate what you say into two languages, one in your language and the other in ours. At the same time, the backstage will also record the 'image flow painting' formed in your mind at the same time, and publish it at the same time, so that we can study your psychology, emotions and other conditions. Do you agree?"

"Oh!

"Well, please have faith! You'll be okay. Please think about the plot of the story first, concentrate on the narration, have no distractions, and wish you success!"

Zuzi cleared her throat and faced the screen with a contemplative look on her face.

On the computer screen, the interface of the golden sand beach of the red star appeared, and the brightly dressed Yu Yingying appeared on the golden beach, and she announced to the camera: "Dear admirers of the Universe Culture Channel:

Taiyu Mandao Star is home,

Galaxy shows its talents.

The art is always there,

Spit lotus flowers!

Dear Collectors, Mr. Zushiko, the story king of the beautiful global village of the Milky Way, will present to you a story that happened on their planet. Thank you for your appreciation. ”

After Yu Yingying finished speaking, with a dance move, the picture flashed.

Immediately after that, a deep and crooked street appeared, with many black gates on both sides of the street, and a light bulb emitting a dull yellow light on the telephone pole at the entrance of the street, like the one-eyed ghost of the night...... This was captured by the robot of the Cosmic Channel, and the image that appeared in Zushi's mind was immediately reshaped and transmitted to the computer screen.

"Next, I'm going to tell you a story, and the name of this story is 'Legless Ghost'.

When I was 16 years old, I heard the legend of the neighbors that there were several ghost things in the back streets: on the roof of the house where I had a family, there was the sound of quiet footsteps in the middle of the night, sometimes accompanied by the rolling of small stones.

There is also a legend: there was a second brother Zhang who came home in the middle of the night, was walking on this street, and suddenly saw a monster wearing a white hanger, with a cloak and a red cloth covering his face, the color was red, and there were only three big holes. This monster has no lower limbs, the two trousers are empty, swaying in the wind, the monster is like a night demon gliding in the air, swaying and flying towards Brother Zhang, and there is a slight chirping sound in his mouth......

Seeing this scene, Second Brother Zhang knew that he had met the legendary ghost, and hurriedly retreated to a corner of a dark shadow wall, thinking that through the corner of the wall, and in the dark, the ghost would not find him.

Second Brother Zhang suddenly heard the ghost stop flying and quietly landed on the ground: Is it difficult for it to find me? Second Brother Zhang thought in surprise.

Second Brother Zhang wanted to see it, but he didn't dare to look at it, he felt that the ghost was getting closer and closer to him, and a long shadow dragged out of the ground.

Second Brother Zhang wanted to run, but his legs didn't listen to him, and he wanted to shout but couldn't shout, so at this moment, the ghost's red face suddenly flashed in front of him:

"Ahh

The ghost and Second Brother Zhang screamed at the same time, Second Brother Zhang was dizzy, he sat on the ground with his ass, his teeth chattered in fright, but his mind was still clear.

The ghost laughed sharply: "Zhang Wang, don't you know me?!" I'm your college classmate Zhang Yisi! Zhang Wang, Zhang Wang, you want to avenge me, I died too miserably! Give you a knife, give you a knife, you must avenge me, otherwise I will come to you, I will recognize you!"

Second Brother Zhang held back his fear and asked the ghost: "Do you know who killed him, why are you still looking for me? Why don't you just find him?"

When the ghost heard this, he immediately held his face and cried wolf, as if he was very ashamed. The ghost made a strange gesture and flew away with a chirp......

Second Brother Zhang didn't know how to go home, like sleepwalking, he fell on the bed, couldn't afford to be sick, didn't eat or drink for a few days, and didn't recognize anyone, and when he saw everyone, he pointed to people's noses and shouted:

"Are you a murderer, bring me my life!" and then he jumped around the house, saying that he wanted to find a knife to kill and avenge his death.

The family didn't know what was wrong with him, and they were scared half to death, so they took turns to take care of him, and they were afraid that he would hurt people, so they had to tie him to the bed.

The family invited a doctor, and the doctor tested that Zhang Erge had paranoia and would be sent to a psychiatric hospital for treatment. Second Brother Zhang's family was reluctant, so they didn't send Second Brother Zhang to a psychiatric hospital.

A month later, this second brother Zhang gradually sobered up and got better. When the people asked him, he told them this, and said that the demon might come again.

Who can be sure if what Second Brother Zhang said is true or false? But what he said, coupled with the statement that the roof rolling stones, became more and more evil.

Later, a drunken man also said that one night he passed by the street after drinking, and also saw the ghost, saying that the ghost was hiding under the door and crying, and he was not afraid, so he stopped in front of the ghost, pointed to the ghost's nose and shouted: You Tema is too hateful, just to frighten the faint of heart, get out of here!

The ghost saw that he was not afraid, just like Second Brother Zhang said, he looked very ashamed, and immediately flew away.

These legends frightened several neighborhoods at one time, and no one dared to leave the house at night, even the timid adult men in the daytime, and no one dared to walk that street, let alone children and women.

These circumstances have attracted the attention of the police, who are ready to intervene in the matter to investigate and refute the rumors.

I was sixteen years old at the time, and I was in high school, and coincidentally, I was fascinated by the world's famous novels, such as Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes, and I was particularly interested in these legends.

Although I am young, I don't believe in these legends because I was infected by the plot of Sherlock Holmes. A famous quote from the detective collection: Behind the special legends, there must be strange secrets, and these secrets are often the lead to revealing the truth of the case.

It may be said that at that time, I regarded these legends as a strange clue to the case, and I was bent on cracking them. Ha! Heroes are out of boys!

So I had a bold idea, so I went to discuss with Brother Eryou, and wanted to ask him to do it together, but Brother Eryou ...... him."

When Zuzi said this, he suddenly heard Yu Yingying's voice coming from the headphones: "Don't mention your second oil brother, delete this paragraph." ”

"Okay. ”

As a result, this sentence does not appear in the language display of the story screen.

Zushi continued: "One day after school, when the sky was still bright, I walked down that street by myself and found that the street was full of bungalows and courtyards, and it was an ancient tourist and cultural district that had been preserved.

I walked back and forth on that street twice, and stopped outside the courtyard where the roof of the house fell for a while, and then went to the place where the legend had encountered a ghost for a while, but I didn't feel anything special at all, or any trace of smell or anything. So, I'm determined to come back in the evening!"

(To be continued below)