Scholar and water ghost

Wei Tingshu waited quietly in the dark night...

The bright moon is in the sky, and the waves are not far away. The bright moonlight sprinkles on the sea, sparkling, and the white light at the junction of the water and the sky is like a road paved with jasper. When the sea breeze blows, the road trembles, and then fix your eyes When I looked at it, I didn't know when there were more people on the sea, with the bright moon as the background and the sea water as the ground, walking slowly.

Wei Tingshu, who was dozed on the bed, felt a sudden cold wind blowing outside the door, and couldn't help shivering. The bed curtains were silent without wind, and he pretended to turn over, facing the door, but he couldn't see any movement from the door or the window sash.The cold wind seemed to circle around the house, and stopped in front of the bed for a while, Wei Tingshu's heart was beating like a drum, but his face was still calm, and he maintained a deep sleep appearance.

A while later, just when Wei Tingshu thought he was about to be exposed from the cold, the cold wind finally left, and then the mud on the wine jar on the table fell to the ground, and a scent of wine wafted from the table.The moonlight outside the window happened to hit the raised bed curtain, Wei Tingshu hid behind the shadow of the bed curtain, opened his eyes quietly, and saw the wine jar on the table rising into the air by itself, tilting the mouth of the bottle, and slowly pouring it into the table In the wine glass on the table.

The sound of gurgling water was especially loud in the middle of the night, like a soul-stirring piece of music penetrated into Wei Tingshu's ears and went straight to the bottom of his heart.

I saw that the wine glass was full, and it seemed to be lifted up by someone, soaring into the air. After a while, the wine glass was empty and fell to the ground, repeating the cycle.

At this time, the moonlight happened to hit the table, and under the quiet moonlight, the wine jars and glasses on the table poured themselves up as if someone was drinking there.Wei Tingshu thought his eyes were dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes and looked again. Sure enough, the wine jar and wine glasses were lying quietly on the table.

"Huh~ Are you really dazzled?" Wei Tingshu sat up and let out a long cry, still in shock.

This room comforted the lost three souls and seven souls, but suddenly a cold wind blew up in that room, and the wine glass on the table poured itself up again, as if deliberately to let Wei Tingshu see clearly, the wine glass was When it was filled like that, it floated towards him in the air, steadily and firmly, as if he could still hear the footsteps of the cup holder during that walk.

Now Wei Tingshu no longer dared to deceive himself that he was dazzled.He pulled the quilt over the bed with lightning speed and covered himself tightly.

It turns out that Wei Tingshu's reaction in this way is exactly what the ancients said.You only need to see him shaking like chaff in the bed to know.

Under the blanket, Wei Tingshu kept telling himself while trembling, "Don't do anything wrong with your heart on weekdays, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night." And by the way, he thought deeply about whether he had done anything in the past thirty years since he was a child. I thought about it for a long time and couldn't come up with something that deserves a ghost knocking on my door, so I could only comfort myself, "Drinking is wrong, drinking is wrong, it must be dizziness, it must be dizziness!"

The wine glass in the air seemed to find it interesting, and flew back into the air by itself.

Wei Tingshu held his breath under the blanket, only heard the sound of the wine glass being lightly put down, and then there was no movement for a while.

I don't know how long I have been hiding in the bed, but there is still a silence around, only the occasional sea breeze blowing shows the passage of time.

When Wei Tingshu finally plucked up the courage to poke his head out from under the quilt, he saw a man's face suddenly appearing in front of him, with two wet hair hanging on his forehead.I only heard the strange man teasingly ask with a pleasant voice: "What's the matter? Tired of hiding?

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"Ah!!! You...you..." Wei Tingshu couldn't answer the phrase "Who are you?"

"Hey--hey--" The man sitting on the edge of the bed raised his wet hand and pushed Wei Tingshu hard, but he still didn't see any reaction from him, so he probed Wei Tingshu's breath again. is still there.

"Bookworm, really timid and boring." The man complained, sat down at the table again, and continued to drink by himself, until Dongfang found his belly pale and the wine was dry, he touched his belly and licked the corners of his mouth. Left without a word.

In the early morning of the next day, Uncle Qin still didn't see Wei Tingshu after going out to sea for half a day. He was worried that he lived in a remote place and that no one would know if he was sick, so he called his daughter to knock on the door and ask.

Uncle Qin's daughter is Qin Yu, and her nickname is Xiaoyu. Uncle Qin's old daughter is very precious to her. Now she is twenty-eight Fanghua. Asking her to knock on the door this time is also meant to match, besides , Knowing daughter Mo Ruofu, Xiaoyu's love for Wei Tingshu, not to mention her own father, even the discerning people from all over the world, all understand it, and Wei Tingshu is the only one who pretends to be confused all day long.

"Brother Wei...Brother Wei..." Qin Yu shouted while knocking on the door.She knocked for a long time, but still no one answered the door. At this moment, the courtyard door opened by itself.Qin Yu walked in and saw that the courtyard was quiet, looked around the door of each room for a while, and finally stopped in front of the bedroom, the door of the bedroom was ajar, as soon as she opened the door and went in, she saw Wei Tingshu still lying on the bed, like a statue.

This is not like the him in the past, Wei Tingshu always gets up early, how could it happen today?Could it be...

Qin Yu didn't dare to think about it, and rushed to Wei Tingshu's bed. At this time, he didn't care about whether men and women could not kiss each other, so he raised his hands and started pushing, shouting while pushing: "Brother Wei... Brother Wei..."

After pushing for a long while, Wei Tingshu still showed no sign of waking up, which made Qin Yu very anxious, and Dou Da's tears fell down like he didn't want money.I saw Qin Yu put his finger under Wei Tingshu's nose, fortunately, although the breath was weak, it was still there.

Qin Yu immediately ran out of the house, and soon, the doctor from the village followed Qin Yu to Wei Tingshu's house, and Uncle Qin came with him.

The doctor pinched Wei Tingshu's pulse, looked at Wei Tingshu's face and tongue coating, looked puzzled, stroked his beard and thought for a long time, then shook his head and said: "As far as I am old, Mr. Wei's body is not bad. Sure, but I don’t know why I can’t wake up.”

"This..." Uncle Qin looked at the doctor in puzzlement and said.

This doctor's medical skills can be regarded as well-known in the ten miles and eight villages. Now that he has said so, Wei Tingshu's body should be fine, but why is he not awake?

When everyone was still puzzled, the doctor spoke again and said: "There is a saying, I don't know whether to say it or not. I have practiced medicine for many years and have a lot of knowledge. I just checked carefully and found that Mr. Wei The Yintang is black, there may be something ominous about it!"

"Then what should I do?" Uncle Qin asked again.Those who go out to sea to fish, believe in ghosts and gods quite a lot. Hearing this, there is no doubt about him.

"You can go to the west of the city and invite Mrs. Meng to give it a try."

As for Mrs. Meng in the west of the city, she is considered a celebrity within a radius of ten miles.It is said that she belongs to the priestess family, who escaped to this remote seaside in the extreme south after being persecuted, but she didn't know how to survive, so after escaping here, she had to do her old job.But it's also strange, which house is haunted by ghosts, or which son is losing weight day by day in a trance, the doctor can't cure it, just ask her to go, and it will be fine in two days.

Uncle Qin was also really worried. After hearing what the doctor said, he immediately rushed to the west of the city to invite Mrs. Meng over.

As soon as Mrs. Meng arrived, she didn't look at Wei Tingshu lying on the bed, she just walked around the bedroom a few times, picked up the wine jar and glass on the table, sniffed, and said to Uncle Qin: " Don't worry, it's not a big deal, it's just that this ghost has been wronged by death, there is something on his mind that's all, just fulfill his wish for him."

After listening to her words, Uncle Qin's heart sank quite a bit, but after he thought about it again, no, his heart immediately rose, and he asked nervously, "What is your wish?"

"This has to be asked."

"Ask? How?"

"This ghost is good wine, you go and prepare the altar for good wine first."

"Hey! Success! Then when will this person wake up?"

"Isn't it easy to wake people up?" Seeing that the old lady Meng had just finished speaking, she took out a yellow talisman from her bosom, put it between her hands, rubbed it lightly, and the yellow talisman turned into a black one. She put the powder into a teacup casually, poured some cold tea from the teapot on the table and mixed it evenly, then picked it up and handed it to Qin Yu, saying, "Just feed him to drink."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu took the teacup, helped Wei Tingshu up on the bed, and fed the water.

Sure enough, after a while, Wei Tingshu woke up coughing, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that ever since Wei Tingshu fainted after being frightened by the ghost last night, he felt his body was floating, as if in a cloud, and he couldn't wake up no matter what, but he was so frightened that his soul went out of his body.The talisman of that old lady Meng just now is naturally a shocking talisman.

After Wei Tingshu woke up, Uncle Qin told him what Mrs. Meng said. After thinking about the cause and effect, he could only believe if he didn't want to.

That night, in the dead of night, Wei Tingshu sat quietly in the bedroom, with a jar of wine and an oil lamp on the table, if he hadn't been waiting for a ghost, he really felt a bit free to knock on the chess pieces and put the lights on.

At about midnight, there was an almost inaudible sound from the courtyard door, and the cold wind blew in. Wei Tingshu's heart twitched, and he said to himself:

"he came."

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