Strange Tales of the Ghosts - Chapter 570

[Chapter 570 Ghost Wife (8)]

Xuehu has more than a thousand years of memory in her mind. If it is a human, it may not be as long as a thousand years, but Xuehu is different. She is a spiritual creature, so the memory in her mind will not disappear so easily. The more she looked at Feng Kai, the more she felt that Feng Kai was a familiar person. After a long time, she finally overlapped this person with the man who came to the Wangchuan River hundreds of years ago.

“It’s him?”

“Who is it? Sister Xuehu.” Xiao Ying looked at Xuehu with a solemn expression, and when she saw Xuehu looking at Feng Kai again, she immediately thought of something. “Sister Xuehu, you don’t know Feng Kai, do you?”

Xuehu shook his head and replied softly, “Feng Kai is only in his twenties, how could I know him? I only know someone who looks exactly like him.”

“Who?” Luo Sichen was also curious when he heard Xuehu say this.

Xiao Ying has also stayed on the other side for hundreds of years. She has been with Xuehu for so long, and she has some understanding of Xuehu, so she guessed: “Sister Xuehu, don’t you think Feng Kai is the reincarnation of a patient?”

“Not sure… …But if it is, it will be bad.” Xuehu frowned, that man named Meng Zixuan was destined to be unable to be with the person he liked for the rest of his life. This is a curse. It ‘s not the cycle of evil fate that seeks treatment…

More than 300 years ago, in the last period of the Ming Dynasty, Tingzhou at that time had no precursor to the collapse of the country. Inevitably, the Meng family, a big family in Tingzhou, went to a dead end due to the squandering of their descendants. Mencius Xuan, a grandson of the generation, guarded the abandoned house alone and lived as a beggar. It is said that this Meng Zixuan is handsome, and has read books for a few years, but he is also a little talented in literature. He is just lazy and loses his family property, so that he is too lazy to follow him when he runs away from debt. An Yi, after the death of both parents, lived in an abandoned house every day, without a quilt covered with straw, walked to the street when hungry, stretched out his hand to everyone, and could laugh at the lack of food and clothing. One day, Meng Zixuan woke up from the abandoned house, yawned and felt hungry, so he walked down the street, but all the passersby saw that his body was tattered and the smell was so unpleasant that they could not avoid it.

“Hey, stinky beggar, get away.” A rich lady covered her face when she saw Meng Zixuan approaching her in disgust.

Meng Zixuan’s face was disheveled, and he grinned to please: “Madam, you can do it all right, give me some food.

” Leaving the same way, Meng Zixuan didn’t know how many people he would meet in a day, he had already gotten used to it, he smiled and turned to walk towards an old lady who was shopping for vegetables.

“Auntie, okay, okay, I’ve been hungry all day and night, give me something to eat.”

“…Why are you here again…” The aunt who bought the vegetables took a basket and glanced at Meng Zixuan, she remembered the day before and not long ago She only gave this beggar some money before, but she didn’t expect to meet him again today. In this world, even so-called friends are difficult to care for, not to mention strangers. No matter how sympathetic the auntie is, she will not have a good impression on Meng Zixuan. Asking Meng Zixuan to follow him, the aunt simply stopped buying the vegetables and turned to the other side.

Mencius pulled out his messy hair, smiled, and left as well. There were so many pedestrians on the street, of course he didn’t need to guard one, so he turned to another pedestrian to beg, but most people in the city knew the identity of the beggar. It’s not a day or two to take care of. Now that I see Meng Zixuan, there is a little smoke, some sarcastic words that are not obedient, and some don’t say anything. Arrived, so I sat down to rest under the big tree on the street.

Just when Meng Zixuan was so hungry that she was about to fall asleep, she heard the sound of hooves, a carriage stopped in front of her, a girl got off the carriage, walked in front of Meng Zixuan, threw down a penny, and got on. carriage. Meng Zixuan smiled happily. He didn’t know what kind of luck he was getting. He wanted to buy a steamed bun with the copper coins. How could he know who was on the carriage. At this time, the carriage had already gone far, and a family stopped in front of the big family. After the maid got off the carriage, she lifted the curtain and helped the girl in the carriage out. The upper hairpin is dazzling, and at a glance, you know that she is the daughter of a big family.

“Miss, Shuang’er doesn’t understand, why did you ask me to give the beggar a penny just now?” This maid is called Ping’er, she has sharp teeth and knows how to please the lady, so she is the close-fitting body next to the lady. The maid, who is being supported by her is the young lady of her family, that is, Dong Jinling, the daughter of Dong Cheng, the former letter. Dong Jinling is a beautiful woman, but her heart may not be so good. Born in an official family, she is a bit petty, and usually ignores ordinary people, so Ping Er wondered why the young lady suddenly offered kindness to the beggar. A penny.

Dong Jinling laughed while walking: “Didn’t the person who released the signature just say that I have a big disaster and need to do good?”

Looking at the young lady’s smile, Ping’er finally understood that half an hour ago, she accompanied the young lady from the temple and met her. A fortune-teller, the fortune-teller figured out that the young lady will have a big disaster this year, and she needs to do good to save others, and she will be rich in return, and she also calculates that the other party will thank him with death, which explains why Dong Jinling wants to give the beggar money. .

A few days later, Dong Jinling took the bottle to the street to buy hairpin accessories. On the way, he passed an abandoned house and looked at a pair of stone lions at the gate of the abandoned house. Dong Jinling was a little curious: “Boan, is there no one living in such a big house? ”

Miss Hui, this house has been vacant for a long time. I heard that it was the house of a big family in the city, but that family seems to have left… I heard…” Ping’er remembered the beggar that day. , said with a smile: “It’s a coincidence, Miss, did you know that the beggar you gave money that day is the owner of this house.”

Dong Jinling came to Tingzhou from the capital and didn’t know much about what happened here. Hearing what Ping’er said, he suddenly became interested and smiled, “Why don’t we go in and have a look?”

“No, miss.” Ping’er exclaimed and hurriedly stopped Dong Jinling. Dong Jinling saw that Ping’er was nervous and asked suspiciously. “Why? The door isn’t locked, so I can’t get in?”

“Miss, you don’t know something…” Ping’er is a maid who spends a lot of time listening to people’s gossip on the street, so she naturally knows something about this house. He replied in a low voice, “I heard… this house is haunted…”

“Haunted?” Dong Jinling looked at the house, thought about it, and laughed. “What are you afraid of being haunted? Ghosts don’t dare to come out in the daytime. Let’s go in and see if it’s all right.” After speaking, he pushed open the door that was covered with dust. The door creaked and a lot of dust fell. Dong Jinling waved his handkerchief. Walking in step by step, I saw that there was ash everywhere, the grass and trees were littered, and the house could no longer see its original style. Only the large pillars still vaguely said that this place used to be rich and beautiful. Don Juan. Ping’er walked beside Dong Jinling, looking at the overgrown weeds, feeling a little nervous in her heart, she pulled Dong Jinling.

“Miss, let’s go out, maybe there are some dead bones in the grass…”

“Useless things.” Dong Jinling spat, and went in boldly, until he reached the side hall, and saw The tables and chairs in the side hall fell to the ground, covered with dust, and the color of the wood could not be seen. Only from the style of the furniture, it was a little unusual. Dong Jinling carefully bypassed the tables and chairs, looked up, and saw that they were above the side hall. There is a calligraphy and painting on it, with the words “Gentleman Rulan” written on it. Those four characters are written vigorously and powerfully, and their skills are quite good. If you look closely, there is a person’s name written on the inscription, but the name seems to be there. Damaged and not fully visible.

“This place must have been beautiful before.” Dong Jinling looked at it, and she actually liked this house, mainly because she didn’t like the house she lived in now, she always thought it was too small, and she was not used to living there. Yan said, this house is just right, the size is just right, and it is also worthy of the title of Master.

Ping’er has followed Dong Jinling since he was a child, and of course he can see Dong Jinling’s thoughts: “Miss, you don’t want this house, do you?”

“Pan’er, how about we buy this place?” , apparently moved.

Ping’er is a maid. Although the young lady asked her what she thought, she couldn’t tell her true thoughts, so she smiled and replied, “It’s good, but what if the family refuses to sell it?”

“He doesn’t want to . ?” Dong Jinling was a little surprised, she also saw it from the carriage that day, the beggar was dressed in rags, and he didn’t even have a life, she didn’t know what such a person was still guarding such a big house, so the bottle said that he was afraid The other party was unwilling, which made Dong Jinling feel ridiculous.

Ping’er looked at Dong Jinling and replied softly, “I’m afraid I don’t want to. If I wanted to, I would have sold it long ago, so why go to the street to beg for food?”

“…You have some truth in what you said.” Dong Jinling frowned. , A piece of wood on the roof beam was shaken loosely twice, and some ash fell off. Dong Jinling didn’t notice it, and it was too late when the maid found it.

“Miss!”

“What?” Dong Jinling saw that the bottle had suddenly withdrawn so far away, a little inexplicable. When she looked up, a pillar as thick as a thigh fell down. At this time, Dong Jinling had no time to hide, and she was so frightened that she turned pale. When waving his hands, he tore off a gold earring from his ear. At this moment, Meng Zixuan, who was sleeping inside, just woke up. The reflection of the gold earring just made him see that Meng Zixuan had not eaten and was hungry for a long time. When he saw the gold, he jumped up happily and wanted to grab the earring. Who knows, he threw Dong Jinling to the ground, and the wooden beam as thick as a thigh smashed directly on Meng Zixuan’s back.

[End of This Chapter]