Several people came in rotation, telling stories and anecdotes they heard, most of which were extremely strange and amazing.

Lin Jue remembered that he probably talked about four wheels.

Because even he told three more stories.

One is a story about a scholar seeking the truth, but when he meets a dog demon on the road, he is scared by the scholar.

One is in the northwest of Qinzhou, where monsters harm people and gods are indulging them, but this is why magic is born to eliminate monsters and ways to restrain gods.

One longer is the story of an ordinary down-and-out household pretending to be a master of Taoism.

Everyone was amazed at the hearing.

Before we knew it, the long night was already half over.

The thunderstorm outside also stopped, the world was quiet, the firewood was burned out, and only scarlet wood and sparks were left, shining on the faces of several people, and only the sound of their stories was told.

Everyone was still unsatisfied.

It’s all because the people present are either old enough or knowledgeable and have a lot of good stories.

Even the timid scholar was also very excited.

"It's so satisfying! It's so satisfying! It's a pity that the night is too late, otherwise I really want to tell it a few more rounds!" The scholar applauded, but he paused, "But although the stories told by the few are so wonderful, they are not as good as mine right away. What to tell is worse than using my story as the ending, how about it?”

"What story can be more exciting than the previous ones?" The official didn't believe it.

"Let me tell me!" said the merchant.

The old man was already sleepy and began to doze off.

"What the previous few people said was half heard about, half said it was their own personal experience. After each story was told, it was true, but we didn't know how true it was. We didn't care about it at this time. Anyway, the young student will come next

What I’m talking about is indeed the experience of the young actor.”

The scholar said to them:

"One year ago, I went out for a trip, and I had enough food and drink at dusk. I went out for a walk. As I walked, I saw a teahouse with a few people inside. I chatted with them for a few words, and then I realized that these people were all

I was my fellow countryman, so I started chatting with them.

"It was the same as today, it was night.

"As we chatted, we talked about ghost stories.

"At the same time, everyone searched for the stories in their minds, and the things they told were strange and wonderful, interesting and illusory, and they couldn't stop listening to them.

"Ye! It's such a coincidence! Just like now, at the end of the talk, there was a man named Xie, who called him Xie Gong.

Stand out and say: The stories you tell are indeed novel and wonderful, but none of them can compare to the one I will tell next!"

The scholar said, as if he had recalled that day, his face was shocked.

Everyone was also surprised to feel strange.

If it is true as the scholar said, what happened that day is really similar to today.

"The Mr. Xie said that he used to live in a gardener's house in the capital. One night he went out to stroll and met a literati who chatted with him.

"Mr. Xie complained: This place is really good, quiet, and has many flowers. Unfortunately, there are many graves behind it, and there are many lonely ghosts living in the grave. These ghosts are so annoying.

"The literati shook his head and retorted: People in the world have thousands of faces, and it is difficult to say that ghosts are transformed by humans.

So how can we generalize it? In fact, ghosts can also be divided into elegant and vulgarity.

"The literati told him that when he was traveling in Yushan, he met another person, whose surname was Liu and whose name was Liu Gong. The literati talked about poetry with Liu Gong. Liu Gong was very knowledgeable and had unique insights, and he also thought about it with the literati.

Start your own poem.”

When the scholar said this, he shook his head:

"I heard Mr. Xie read these poems at that time, and they all did well, but now I have forgotten them.

"Anyway, the literati was fascinated by the fact that he was about to ask where Mr. Liu lived and wanted to make friends with him, he suddenly heard a bell and Mr. Liu disappeared out of thin air.

"The literati then realized that Mr. Liu was a ghost.

"This is the story told by the literati to Xie Gong.

"After saying that, he asked Mr. Xie: You said, is this ghost I mentioned, Mr. Liu, annoying?

"When Mr. Xie heard this, he felt it was amazing, and he felt that this literati was very suitable for his wishes, so he asked his name respectfully.

I want to make friends with him wherever I live.

"But I saw the literati stand up, smile and salute him, saying, "I'm very happy if you don't hate me, why dare to make friends with you?"

"After speaking, the literati disappeared.

"Only then, Mr. Xie realized that this person who talks about ghosts is actually a ghost."

When the scholar said this, his expression became more and more frightened.

"When we heard this, we all thought that listening to ghosts and talking about ghosts was very interesting. It was like a goose cage story that spitted out monsters, with illusions superimposed and illusions coexisting.

"I was very brave at that time, so I joked that the story you told was a ghost who told you a ghost story, but how could I know that you who told me the story today, and even you here, would you also be a ghost?

Woolen cloth?

"I never thought that as soon as I finished speaking, the people at the table changed their faces. Then a gust of cold wind, the lights in the teahouse went out one after another, and the people who were talking to me turned into smoke and disappeared."

The scholar's face turned pale when he talked about this.

The few people in the inn were also stunned.

I thought it was listening to ghosts and talking about ghosts, but I heard ghosts and talking about myself. It was really wonderful and interesting.

It took a long time for someone to recover.

"When I think about it, the scene of that day is really similar to today." The official said, looking at the scholar, "No wonder Qi Sheng was so scared today. He had experienced this."

"yes."

The scholar nodded and said.

Lin Jue was also savoring it, but at this moment, he spoke:

"What I tell is about listening to ghosts telling themselves and listening to ghosts telling ghosts. But since we are late at night today, we are also gathering by chance, and even if there is no one on the roadside of the barren mountain, we are also telling ghost stories. Isn't there any curiosity in our hearts?

"

The scholar was stunned for a moment and looked around:

"Everyone, you're not a ghost?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people present changed their expressions.

The official's face froze with Ge's smile, and the servant's words around him stopped.

The middle-aged businessman was surprised.

The old man woke up instantly and fell asleep.

A gust of cold wind blew into the station from the window, and the firewood that was almost burned in the middle turned red again. "Cloak!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

Four consecutive explosions.

The four people around him turned into smoke one after another and disappeared without a trace.

The scholar suddenly opened his eyes wide and was shocked.

Then he immediately looked at Lin Jue beside him: "Tao, Taoist Master, why haven't you left yet?"

"I'm not a ghost, why should I leave?"

"Are you human?"

"Meditator."

"Then, why aren't you afraid?"

"I am a monk."

this···

The scholar was scared and surprised.

I never expected that to talk about ghosts to someone tonight, it was actually talking about ghosts to ghosts. Among the roadside station, the only one who was not a ghost was actually the most abnormal, and the purpose was the most difficult to explain. I was the most important one at first.

This Taoist priest was wary of.

At this moment, the voice of the official suddenly came from the night sky outside the door:

"Hahahaha! Qi Sheng! You'd better run away! I can't recognize that person is a ghost, but the white fox beside him is one of the rare monsters in the world!"

"ah?""

The scholar was shocked, sat on the ground, supported himself with his hands, and retreated repeatedly.
To be continued...