Chapter 32: The First Ghost Story

After the martial arts class in the morning, the classmates in the class no longer underestimated Xia Qingshui, in the past, his cultural performance was at the bottom, and his health was not good, everyone more or less underestimated him, and now he showed the strength of the bronze level, which surprised many people, and his impression of him also changed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Especially a few girls in the class, he used glasses as headbands to provoke, a little tempted, everyone found out at this time that this boy also has the potential to become a male god.

However, the squad leader Wu Haoran didn't think so, Xia Qingshui was in the bronze stage, so the sick leave before the relationship was all fake?

Sure enough, in the afternoon, Xia Qingshui was called by Lao Wang to give a lecture.

However, the school is very lenient with students who are interested in martial arts, after all, in today's era, martial artists are in charge, and Lao Wang told him that he needs to use a valid reason to ask for leave in the future, and he can't cheat.

Then Xia Qingshui told Lao Wang that he might not be able to attend class tomorrow (and also on Saturday morning).

Lao Wang asked him why, he said that he was going to Xingcheng to sign up for a challenge, at first the former was not allowed, after all, the Xu Bing in the class was a bronze fifth section, which was higher than Xia Qingshui's strength, but people did not delay their studies for this, and there were many such examples in other classes, but thinking that Xia Qingshui's father was a famous martial artist in the mountain city, probably he wanted to use this method to quickly improve the latter's strength, so he no longer blocked it.

Li Yi and the others were more happy after seeing him come out of Lao Wang's office without danger.

An afternoon's class passed in a blink of an eye, and Xia Qingshui once again used the "Yin and Yang Acceptance Formula" to enter a strange state, remembering the knowledge taught by the teachers in his heart.

After school, he called his father to tell him that a classmate had a birthday today and couldn't go to the martial arts hall.

Of course, this is an excuse, but it is true that someone has a birthday, September 9th, today is Chu Qingyu's birthday, Class 9 is upstairs in their house, and every time there is a recess, someone will come from upstairs to wish Chu Qingyu a happy birthday, most of them are girls.

However, what was more surprising was that Chu Qingyu was going to hold a birthday banquet this year, and later they learned that today was his coming-of-age ceremony.

There are not many people he invited, basically they are a little famous in the school, such as Jiang Xiaoxian, who is second in the grade of cultural achievements and the second stage of bronze in martial arts, as well as the future female star Lu Jiaxi, Zhou Zhiyun, the little bully in the seventh class of the first year of high school, Liu Mingzhe, who is the first in the sixth stage of the bronze in the second year of high school, and so on.

Including Xu Bing and Li Yi from their class, they are also on the invitation list.

Just a few minutes after hanging up my father's phone, my mother's call came in.

"Hey, Mom, what's wrong?" Xia Qingshui answered the phone.

Mom's voice came from the other end of the phone: "You want to attend Xiao Chu's birthday party?" It just so happened that your Aunt Xue said that she hadn't seen you for many years, let me take you over, you hurry home and clean up yourself, and I will pick you up and your father at seven o'clock." ”

"Eh, eh, Xiao Chu, my father?" Xia Qingshui screamed.

"Huh?"

"Xiao Chu you are talking about, is it Chu Qingyu?" he was full of doubts in his heart, and he was a little confused for a while, "My dad is going?" Why didn't he say it just now. ”

"Otherwise, who do you think I'm talking about? He called me and said that you were going to a birthday party, I thought it was Xiao Chu's coming-of-age ceremony, so I naturally asked him to go with me, and today the martial arts hall was temporarily taken by Zhang Wu and Xiaomei's gang. Mom said on the other side of the phone.

"That's right. Xia Qingshui showed a painful expression and asked, "Anyway, the little Chu you have been talking about is Chu Qingyu?"

In a building in the mountain city, Fu Ling was full of black lines, and said through gritted teeth into the phone: "Nonsense! Stinky boy! You don't even know what your Aunt Xue's son is called? It's a shame that she is still your mother and my best friend for so many years, and it's strange if she doesn't beat you to death if she knows about it, by the way, go back and use the iron to help your father's suit be ironed." ”

"Oh!"

As soon as Xia Qingshui heard what his mother said, he naturally knew it, and at the same time, he was surprised in his heart, it turned out that Aunt Xue was Chu Qingyu's mother!

Aunt Xue has a son he knows, his mother always reads it often, how good Aunt Xue's son Xiao Chu is, his ears can hear calluses, who knows that Xiao Chu in his mouth actually refers to Chu Qingyu, after all, his mother has never mentioned that Xiao Chu is in the same school as herself!

If Mom said this, Dad would definitely have to go home, so he decisively called a taxi.

The first thing I got home when I got home was to find out my and my father's suit, my father's suit was specially customized for him on last year's wedding anniversary, although it was an "old clothes", but because it was rarely worn, it looked brand new.

His own is better, every year his mother will buy a set of formal clothes for him and Xia Qingling, so that they will not encounter the problem of clothes that do not fit or anything when attending any ceremony, they are at this age, and their figures have not yet been set, so they are more diligent in changing.

Xia Qingshui used an iron to smooth out the folds on his suit, and at the same time summoned the Qingxing Lantern with his mind, which was why he was in a hurry to go home.

The lazy sound of the green lamp sounded in the room, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young master, are you ready for a ghost story?"

"What the hell?" he asked.

Sitting on a lantern made up of green butterflies, Qingxing Lantern heard his words like a cat with its tail stepped on, puffed up its breath and floated around the room before settling in front of him.

"Young master, do you know what happens if you don't talk well? The slave family wants you to experience it!" As if enraged, her originally lazy expression turned cold, and her entire body also turned into fluorescent blue in an instant.

This change frightened Xia Qingshui, he blocked his eyes with his hand and hurriedly said: "You stop! The lamp on my body is shaking and my eyes hurt! I'll ask you a question, and tell a ghost story after asking!"

I don't know if it was the majesty of the young master, or if these words played a role, the blue light on Qingxinglan's body disappeared and returned to its original appearance.

"Then the young master asks, the slave family will answer seriously. She was half-leaning on the slanted lantern, and a white thigh dangled in mid-air.

"Ahem, may I ask, were you summoned by me from another world, or is it somewhere else?" Xia Qingshui asked solemnly, closing the iron and setting it aside.

Qing Xing Deng covered his eyes and replied lazily: "Naturally, I was summoned by the young master from another world, and the slave family was about to go to bed, and I felt the call of the young master." ”

"......" Xia Qingshui fell into deep thought, "Then if you die, you are really dead?"

"Ho ho ho, it stands to reason that this is true, but since the contract was signed with the young master, a trace of the soul of the slave family has been fostered by the young master, and it seems to be giving birth to a new me, and it may not be possible to be reborn. Qing Xing Deng smiled.

Is that so?

Xia Qingshui solved the doubts in his heart.

"Young master, tell a good ghost story. Qing Xing said with his fingers twisting a strand of hair.

"Uh, the ghost stories I tell are all from our world, and they involve some unfamiliar terms, can you understand?" Xia Qingshui thought of a ghost story in his mind.

"Don't worry, young master, after the contract is signed, the slave's understanding of this world is synchronized with the young master, this is the TV. She said, pointing to the LCD TV hanging on the wall.

Well, that's easy.

The story happened on a certain mountain road, a couple had a quarrel, the boy drove the girl out of the car, the angry boy wanted to drive home like this, but thought that it was also dangerous to leave his girlfriend there alone in the middle of the night, so he went back to find his girlfriend, and after the two reconciled, they continued to drive the car, and suddenly a woman appeared on the side of the road waving to them with the back of her hand. ”

Xia Qingshui said as he demonstrated to Qingxing, and shook the back of his hand at her.

"My girlfriend said that a girl was pitiful on the side of the road in the middle of the night and wanted her boyfriend to take her for a ride, but the boy immediately stopped the girl and said, 'Ordinary people should wave with their palms towards others, but the person who beckons with the back of his hand like that woman actually does not belong to people, but ghosts. ’”

In Xia Qingshui's strange tone, Qing Xingdeng subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"After listening to her boyfriend's explanation, the girl clapped her hands like this and said, 'You're so amazing!'" Xia Qingshui raised his hand in front of his chest, the back of his hand was facing inward, and the back of his two hands was patted a few times.

"Ah!!!h

In the midst of the screams, the green lantern turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.

Leaving Xia Qingshui with a bewildered face, is it really scary? Is there any dignity as a monster?