Horror: This is really not the underworld system

Ning Xuan has read a lot of online novels, in which many protagonists are very frustrated and lonely in front of them, but since they got the golden finger, their lives have been straight away, overtaking in curves.

The golden finger that only appears in the novel now came to him. Ning Xuan felt that a beautiful life was waving to him. Looking at the light curtain, he couldn't help showing a smirk on his face, completely forgetting that the three ghosts were still left by him. .

The three ghosts didn't dare to make unnecessary movements, and stood respectfully against the wall.

It lasted like this for about a minute, and Ning Xuan finally remembered the three ghosts beside him, and being stared at by the three ghosts was a strange feeling.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Although the fear in my heart has dissipated, the appearance of the three ghosts still cannot be seen directly.

"How long have you three been here?"

"I've stayed the longest, and I've been in 210 for three years." Zhu Xuan said with some melancholy.

"I have been here for 15 years." Yu Dazhi straightened up and said.

On the other hand, Liu Cheng behaved a little awkwardly. With his already deformed facial features, coupled with this awkward posture, he looked even more creepy.

"I, I have three months."

Ning Xuan nodded, staring at the three ghosts, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "You are still wandering in the world, there must be some unfulfilled wish in your heart, you can tell me the unfulfilled wish, I can help You fulfill your wishes, clear your knots, and let you go to reincarnation."

I thought it would be tempting enough for the three ghosts, but from the expressions on the faces of the three ghosts, they didn't seem too interested.

"Why are you not excited at all? You can go to reincarnation?"

"What's so good about reincarnation, you need to forget the memories of this life... and I heard that we have died so unjustly, the next will let us go into the frying pan and go down to the [-]th floor of hell." The hanged ghost looked at Ning Xuan and said in a low voice.

As soon as Ning Xuan heard this, he knew that this matter should not be rushed, "I think the few of us need to have a good chat, you can tell me your stories."

After speaking, Ning Xuan walked over to the bed.

The three ghosts looked at each other, but followed Ning Xuan to the bedside and sat down.

One person and three ghosts, the style of this painting is very strange.

It was the first time for the Hanged Ghost that someone wanted to hear his own story. Even he himself was about to forget these stories hidden in his heart.

Being a scholar is not only the identity Zhu Xuan is most proud of, but also the identity he hates the most.

Zhu Xuan was born in a peasant family in the Qing Dynasty. His ancestors have been farmers for generations, but he is much luckier than children of the same age. The rich and powerful sons need to be accompanied when they study. He happened to be selected and entered as an accompanying student. Study in a private school.

Zhu Xuan is very smart, he works hard in his studies, he is highly regarded by his teacher, and his grades are always among the best.

When he was in him, he passed the college examination and became the only scholar in ten miles and eight townships.

At that time, Zhu Xuan was very beautiful, and his parents felt very proud because there was such a seed in the family.

But the nightmare came quietly.

Zhu Xuan, who became a scholar, spent the next few years preparing for the imperial examinations, but every time the results were released, he was greatly disappointed. The day his parents failed to see Zhu Xuan's high school, he passed away. The attitude of the people around him towards Zhu Xuan , also changed from the initial compliment to indifference, even a little disgust.

Someone also came to persuade Zhu Xuan to accept his status as a scholar, to be a teacher in a private school, and to support his family is also possible, but Zhu Xuan was not reconciled, he still had the dream of being the number one scholar in high school and honoring his ancestors in his heart .

But the fact is, day after day, year after year of hard study, Zhu Xuan's name never appeared on Zhang Hongbang.

It was night, rainy, cold and windy.

The 30-year-old Zhu Xuan once again looked at the list with full of expectations, but his name still did not appear on the red list. Perhaps Zhu Xuan has become a little numb to his failures over the years. I left peacefully.

On the way back, the drizzle wet his green shirt, and the cold wind messed up his combed hair, but the numb Zhu Xuan didn't know what cold was, and walked on the street like a walking dead.

The old Zhangtou who opened the teahouse saw Zhu Xuan's appearance, shook his head, and let out a sigh.

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In the past, when Zhu Xuan went to the county to read the rankings, he always had to delay for a day or two before returning home.

Zhu Xuan's wife, Wang Shi, would open the door of her house on this day, and Li Da, a ruffian who had been in the market, would come to Zhu Xuan's house on this day to have sex with Wang Shi.

It was already late at night, and it was impossible for anyone to come again. The two of them had forgotten themselves, and they were so bold that they didn't even close the bolt of the bedroom door.

Zhu Xuan returned home in the early hours of the morning. When he opened the door, lit candles, and saw the two cuddling together on the couch, it was like a thunderclap, and the world spun.

Furious, Zhu Xuan picked up the teapot on the table and rushed towards the adulterer and adulterer on the bed.

There was too much movement, and the two people on the bed had already woken up.

Wang's face turned pale with shock, and she was at a loss.

Li Da, on the other hand, kept his mind clear all the time. He narrowly escaped the teapot in Zhu Xuan's hand, snatched it with his backhand, and smashed it on the head of Zhu Xuan, who was powerless, knocking Zhu Xuan unconscious on the spot. past.

"It's over, it's over, how could Zhu Xuan come back at this time, he has already seen our affairs." Wang was panicked, and began to cry bitterly.

"Why are you crying? If we want to expose our invincibility, we..." Li Da, who looked fiercely, wiped his neck at Wang.

When Wang saw it, she almost fainted from fright, and quickly shook her head, "No, no, I need to see an official."

Li Da looked at Wang Shi coldly, "As long as the two of us don't tell, who knows."

Wang still shook her head quickly.

"If you don't come with me, do you believe that I will kill you together?"

From Li Da's fierce eyes, Wang knew that Li Da was not joking.

Seeing Wang's frightened appearance, Li Da smiled suddenly, stretched out his hand to straighten the messy hair around Wang's ear, "Don't worry, after he dies, we can be together in an open and aboveboard way, and I will treat you OK."

Not knowing whether it was because of fear, or because she was really deceived by Li Da's nonsense, Wang nodded slightly.

Li Da carried the unconscious Zhu Xuan on his back, Wang took the rope, and the two of them carried Zhu Xuan to a bamboo forest at the entrance of the village, tied the rope on a locust tree with a crooked neck, and then handed the unconscious Zhu Xuan's neck Put in a noose.

Poor Zhu Xuan was murdered to death for no apparent reason. After death, the resentment in his heart was still lingering, and his soul was wandering around the edge of this old locust tree...