good night mr ghost

"It's very lively in the tavern." Meng Xiujin said softly.

"Finish." The young man's voice was filled with impatience.

The boy nervously grabbed the embroidery on his sleeve, and said, "It's just a dilapidated tavern, but there are so many people, I'm curious."

"There's nothing to be curious about. Today we're going to worship at the ancestral temple. Be careful and put away your messy thoughts."

"......Yes."

And in the tavern.

The little scholar in Tsing Yi stood on the stage, holding a gavel, shook his head and said: "It was too late to say, I saw the bandit leader snatched the big knife that was slashed at Miss Jiao, and forced the thief Back three feet away! The thief was furious and shouted:

'Who is disturbing? !I'm afraid I don't know who your grandpa and I are! '

The bandit leader rolled his eyes, and that look alone made the thief startled and his whole body turned cold.

Seeing the thick-backed man with one leg, he shouted! "

As he spoke, the little scholar shut his mouth as if he had lost his breath.

Then, he squeezed his throat and said pretentiously: "Ahem, my throat hurts a lot now, which master will give me some rewards for a cup of tea?"

The people in the audience booed, frolicked and shouted.

"Give it! I'll give you three pennies to buy a cup of herbal tea to moisten your lungs!"

"Little scholar, you are not authentic! Tell me quickly, and I will give you all the money!"

A group of men were making noise.

The women sat aside, covering their faces, laughing.

The old shopkeeper took a small bag, walked one by one, and said: "Come on, let him rest for a while, everyone will enjoy listening!"

The old shopkeeper finished collecting the money.

The little scholar was stuck in time, and continued: "The bandit yelled: 'Who is Grandpa?!'

The thief was about to piss in fright, his body shook, and he knelt on the ground...

The bandit leader joined the army, killed tens of thousands of enemies, and once he became a lieutenant general, he was able to abide by the agreement and go back to marry his little girl!

Today, I finished telling the story of the bandit and Miss Jiao.

Tomorrow - I won't tell you, if you want to hear it, come back at Sishi! "

Xiao Jiang finished telling the story and was about to leave.

Several sharp-eyed little girls saw it and chased after him with small steps.

"Hey, Mr. Xiao, just wait!"

How could Jiang Chenyi wait?He just ran away.

He ran out from behind the tavern, and returned to Wang Dabao's hotel in no time.

Anyway, it's pretty safe here.

Xiao Jiang touched her bulging purse, very happy.

Today, he got what he harvested yesterday, and he has almost saved up, so he can pay for ten days' rent and meals.

Today is his ninth day at work.

Wang Dabao was not surprised when he heard that he wanted to settle the settlement.

For the past two days, Muzi Li has been yelling every day, and found a big treasure.

Now Jiang Chenyi is quite well-known in Yanjing. Although this fame is only among the common people, it is still famous.

Jiang Chenyi settled the bill. Although he didn't have much money left, he was still happy!

Get ready to pack up, eat well, and treat yourself.

Three days later, in the tavern.

Xiao Jiang stood on the stage and said loudly: "Today, I will tell you a ghost story. It may be scary, but it is also very interesting!"

The little girl below trembled, "Little scholar, is that story really scary?"

"Of course there are some." Xiao Jiang nodded.

I have told a lot of love stories, so it is natural to change.

Jiang Chenyi shook his head on it and told the story in a melodious tone.

When it came to the thrilling place, everyone gasped and applauded.

Xiao Jiang was satisfied.

And the carriage that passed by here three days ago passed by again.

This time, the itchy little boy once again lifted the curtain, listening to the applause from outside.

The playful child's eyes lit up, and then he timidly turned his head to look at his little uncle.

Think about it.

Meng Xiujin still spoke.

Don't let him take a look this time, and there will be no chance in the future.

"uncle......"

The young man who closed his eyes and rested his mind opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Well, I want to go and see." Meng Xiujin tugged Dong Zhu on his body, avoiding the other party's cold gaze, and gave up on himself, "I want to see what's going on there!"

"Curiosity?" The young man said interrogative sentences, but it seemed like a cold statement.

"En." Meng Xiujin closed his eyes, shrank his body, and was ready to be trained.

Seeing his nephew's appearance, Meng Loudi frowned.

Can this look afford Jiangshan Sheji?

Tsk, I'm so annoying.

"Go."

"Really?! Thank you, uncle!" The little boy was overjoyed and jumped up from the carriage, shaking the carriage.

"Quick, quick! Stop, you, and you, come with me!" Meng Xiujin ordered two people and jumped off the carriage. He really couldn't wait.

Seeing the actions of this precious little ancestor, several people were so frightened that their hearts almost jumped out.

If there is one, two, three, their heads are not enough to pay for it!

The two guards who were named got off their horses, followed the young man forward, and escorted him into the tavern.

People came in suddenly, and didn't attract many people's attention.

Meng Xiujin looked at those dilapidated tables and chairs, frowned, with disgust on his snow-white face.

However, there is redemption here.

It's like the young people who are talking on it now.

The boy stood upright like a young pine and cypress in early winter, looking at the people on the stage with piercing eyes.

Xiao Jiang also noticed the person who came halfway, smiled slightly, and continued: "Who knows, that female ghost turned out to be the girl Wang Gongzi favored back then, and died because of an accidental fall into the water, but that girl misses Wang Gongzi so much. It's easy to come to the door, wishing to be lingering with the prince every day, that's why she turned into a beauty, sneaked into the prince's room every night, and played with him every night..."

The men in the audience laughed narrowly.

The women blushed.

Jiang Chenyi continued talking.

Meng Xiu was engrossed in listening, so he just stood there and listened.

Which of the two guards would dare to persuade him?

No one dares.

So Meng Loudi just sat in the carriage and waited for his dead nephew.

The young man closed his eyes and meditated for a quarter of an hour, but his nephew hadn't come back yet.

Impatient.

The young man stood up, opened the curtain, and said, "Where are the others?"

The guard on the side lowered his head and said in a low voice, "My lord, Your Majesty is still there."

The young man frowned and looked at the ground. It seemed that it wasn't dirty?

Forget it, it's just shoes, just throw them away when you go back.

The young man got out of the car by himself and walked into the tavern.

A group of guards stood by his side.

That posture was like guarding a vase of porcelain.

Meng Loudi carefully avoided anything that might touch him, walked into the tavern, and happened to hear that extremely cryptic obscenity.

"White jade is covered with red beads, jade dew makes flowers delicate, sweet words fill the ears, and sweat drops fall on the snow field."

The young man on the stage seemed to chuckle lightly, looked at everyone in the audience, and said: "This matter can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words."

The men laughed.

Those who know naturally know.

But Meng Xiujin looked around blankly, why did he feel that this was a secret that everyone knew, but he didn't?

The two guards didn't dare to mention it.

Jiang Chenyi's eyes rolled around, looking at everyone present, and then he was attracted by the snow-white figure.

Black eyes stared at him like a silent beast.

The brown eyes froze for a moment, staring blankly at each other.

A smile suddenly appeared on Meng Loudi's expressionless face, and he said in a low voice, "Yulu makes Huajiao? Interesting."

That smile is like the breeze turning the bright moon.

Jiang Chenyi was taken aback.

Then the old shopkeeper coughed from the side.

Xiao Jiang came back to her senses, a layer of red surfaced on her face, and said, "Let's continue talking..."

Meng Xiujin also noticed his deadly little uncle.

His whole body trembled, like a little mouse who had met a natural enemy, "Uncle..."

"It's okay, it's really interesting." Meng Loudi touched his cheek.

He has always hated other people touching him.

But after all, he is a man, if he wants to solve it by himself, it will be very boring.

It would be nice if...

Jie Cancer was born.

Xiao Jiang cried.

Seeing the creepy smile on his uncle's face, Meng Xiujin trembled.

Mom, mom, his uncle smiled, someone must be unlucky.

Meng Loudi looked around, it seemed that the storyteller still had some time to finish speaking, but this place, to put it bluntly, even soiled his body when he stepped in.

Meng Loudi flicked his sleeves and led the people away.

Meng Xiujin looked at the storyteller and was about to cry, he wanted to finish listening.

"Uncle."

"Go back with me first, and you will see him later." Meng Loudi left a faint sentence.

The boy looked at each other reluctantly, then suddenly remembered something, and said, "Give this to him!"

He pointed to the youth.

What was handed to the side guards were two 500 taels of silver notes.

The guard was taken aback, "But."

"No, but, report back to me when you're done." The boy turned his head and left.

Although he wanted to continue listening, his uncle had already spoken, so he couldn't be angry.

Otherwise, he will die miserably.

Meng Xiujin sighed inwardly.

He is definitely the worst emperor in the Song Dynasty.

So when Xiao Jiang finished her lecture and was about to run away, she was stopped by a tall red-clothed guard.

Jiang Chenyi was taken aback, wondering why the other party stopped him.

"Please wait a moment, this is from my master." The guard handed the money to Jiang Chenyi and left indifferently.

Xiao Jiang looked at the two bank notes in his hand.

Wait, 500 taels?two? !

Really, developed!

The little girls behind squeezed up and called out, "Little scholar!"

"Girls, I still have something to do, so I'll go first!" Xiao Jiang ran away.

Then, the young man rushed back to the tavern, pushed open the door of the tavern, and shouted: "Brother Wang, Mu Zili! I'm developed!"

The beggar was lying in the yard at this time, basking in the sun, and said, "Have you developed?"

"1000 taels! Someone gave me 1000 taels today!" After Xiao Jiang shouted, she realized that she had to give 300 taels to old man Zhang, but there was still 700 taels left!

"1000 taels!" The beggar also sat up abruptly.

"Yes! Give old man Zhang 300 taels, and we still have 700 taels. Let's divide it up. I'll give you 200 taels, brother Wang 200 taels, and then I'll send 200 taels to my parents." Xiao Jiang said excitedly, holding the silver ticket.

"Let's have a drink tonight!" The young man's eyes were shining brightly.

Listening to the other party's allocation, Muzi Li was amused, "Fool, can't you keep it to yourself?"

Jiang Chenyi smiled foolishly and said, "No, I have to be a good person."

The beggar shook his head, but smiled silently.

When Wang Dabao came out of the store, he naturally heard the other party's words, "Why did you give it to us?"

1000 taels is not a small sum.

Jiang Chenyi showed a smiling face, "Because, you two helped me when I had nowhere to go."

As I said before, the favor of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring.

Just do what you say!

Wang Dabao looked at this person, "Okay, then let's eat wine and meat tonight! Roast chicken and pork, I'll go buy them now."

"Okay, and, brother, help me find the 500 taels, and then send 300 taels to old man Zhang."

"Okay." Wang Dabao took the money and went out to buy wine and meat.