Little Scholar's Circle of Husbands

July [-]th, Zhongyuan night.

Xiaotan Village.

The suona sound of woo woo ya ya came from somewhere in the village.

It was a single courtyard that looked decent from a distance, but dilapidated from a close look.

The gate of the courtyard was open, with white banners hanging in front of the gate, and some paper white flowers were sparsely dotted on the courtyard wall. There were a group of people sitting in the courtyard, holding cattail fans in their hands, wearing their own clothes, and tied a strip of white hemp on their foreheads.

It looks like a funeral, but it doesn't look like it.

Those who came to pay their respects were not as festive as they were. While they couldn't hide their smiles, they also looked at the three big tile-roofed houses on the second floor surreptitiously, and even began to point and point quietly.

"I see that the chairs in the hall are pretty good. After moving back, I don't have to worry about having no place to sit in the cool air."

"The Eight Immortals table is also good. The table at my house just can't be repaired, so I will move it back later."

"It's a good idea, the table in my house has three legs, and the Eight Immortals table belongs to me."

"What are you arguing about? The Eight Immortals table is gone, and there is still a small round table in the kitchen. Can the Eight Immortals table fit in the space where your tofu is big?"

"That's right. I have a few stools for me. If I want one stool, how many more people can sit on it."

"A round table with a stool? Thanks to you, you can figure it out. I haven't seen it on the market."

"Say it like you've seen the market, look at your kid!"

"Give it to me, give it to me, this is mine!" A group of young children ran over, head to head, grabbing a small blue and white bowl, "My bowl just broke, this bowl belongs to me!"

"My bowl is missing a hole, it belongs to me!"

"I am the strongest, this is mine!"

"I eat too much, give it to me!"

The chuiyao children refused to give in, and the bowl was no longer expected, and it was broken. Just as a round of dojo knocking was over, the Taoist priests stopped the sound of the suona, and the "boom" sound of the broken bowl was particularly eye-catching.

The adults pretended to scold a few words: "What are you robbing?"

Chuipao's children ran away with a whoosh, and continued to run into the house to rummage through things.

A short figure kneeling in the middle of the hall quietly raised his head to glance at the group of children with hairy hair, bit his lips, and tears fell down.

It was a little girl about five or six years old, very thin, but very attractive in appearance. She was wearing a decent white linen shirt, a white linen baotou, and a straw rope around her waist.

Clearly the no-nonsense family.

There are two women beside her, one fat and one thin. The fat one is holding her fingernails, casually persuading her: "Second girl, don't cry, your father is gone, but your uncle is still here." Now, he can't treat you badly."

The little girl cried even harder when she heard that, her uncle and her father were half brothers, her father was from the principal wife, and the uncle was from the concubine, his grandfather preferred the concubine to the principal wife.After her grandmother passed away early due to exhaustion, her father was sent to this remote place by his old grandfather.

Now that her father is gone, how can she have a good life in the hands of her uncle?

"Oh, you, it's not like you don't know, what are you talking about her uncle?" The skinny woman said to the fat woman, and persuaded Er Niu softly, "Er Niu, don't cry, your father is still there There are some things left behind, I can’t lose you.”

"Yo~~ That sounds nice? What can this broken house be worth? Can you split the wood and sell it?" The fat woman immediately retorted.

The thin woman frowned: "You also have to be careful, the land in this village is her father's anyway, just pay a little rent throughout the year, enough for her to eat."

"Pay the rent?" The fat woman raised her eyebrows. "The rain is not good this year, and the harvest is not good. Who can afford the rent? Can you afford it? Then you pay it!"

"You..." The skinny woman paused. She was a widow. The head of the family left early, leaving behind a son who was in his teens. When he was growing up, she worked hard day and night and couldn't have enough for the boy. There is surplus grain to pay rent.

"Can't speak?" The fat woman sarcastically said, "Your family can't afford it, and mine can't afford it even more. Your family only has one and a half-year-old boys, and my family has three. A pot of rice is cooked, and I haven't served it yet. When it was on the table, they snatched it up. Look at my face, it’s sallow and sallow, it’s because they starved it out.”

As the fat woman spoke, she showed her yellow face to the thin woman, and the thin woman moved her lips, thinking that your face has been like this since you were a child, why did you come out of hunger, your man has half of his head He bullied Erniu that her father was a scholar who didn't know how to farm. He bullied the land and refused to pay the rent.

The fat woman obviously saw what the thin woman was thinking, and she didn't feel guilty. Instead, she raised her head proudly: "Don't chew your tongue behind your back, if you chew too much, watch out for ghosts looking for you. Let me tell you, today is July and a half." , when the gate of hell was opened, it happened to be..."

Before the fat woman finished speaking, the thin woman covered her face in panic and screamed: "Ah!!!"

The fat woman didn't understand, and was about to scold the thin woman for pretending to be a ghost, but the thin woman stammered: "You, you, behind you..."

behind her?The fat woman raised her eyes and looked in front of her. She was standing in front of the main hall, facing the courtyard gate, with her back facing... the mourning hall. Behind the mourning hall was... the place where the dead died.

The scholar died on the second day, and he has not yet entered the library, and is lying on a wooden board, could it be...

The fat woman's face immediately turned pale, but there was Er Niu's surprised voice: "Daddy~~~"

"Ah~~~" the fat woman immediately screamed, and without turning her head to take a look, she flew out, shouting all the way, "There is a ghost! There is a ghost! There is a ghost!"

When the group of people who were chatting vigorously in the courtyard heard it, they thought it was women who were timid, and in July and a half, they were all suspicious.I don't want to be followed by another person screaming that there is a ghost. It is the widow Zhang at the entrance of the village. This person usually has a good relationship with this family and takes good care of the second girl of this family.People in the village like to gossip. Widow Zhang and the scholar, one without a husband and the other without a wife, have such a good relationship in private, there must be something tricky.

Widow Zhang was sitting in front of the coffin with Er Niu today, and now she was screaming that there was a ghost, everyone was stunned, and they were about to go to see if they didn't want to hear a slap from the other side of the coffin hall, something fell It fell on the ground, and there was a faint "oops" when it fell.

The voice was hoarse, but why did it sound a bit like that dead scholar?

When everyone thought about it, they became even more frightened, running out in a hurry, fighting for each other.Normally, they are not so afraid, but today is different, July and a half, the day when the gate of hell is wide open.

Maybe the scholar who choked to death after drinking too much wine has come back to life!

Everyone just ran to the drying yard at the entrance of the village in unison, some daring ones sensed something was wrong: "Wait, we hired Taoist priests, can't Taoist priests kill demons and demons? What are we afraid of?"

"Come on, those group are not true Taoist priests. The fallen people who were exiled here last year happened to be the old man who was doing white things in the village. And did it."

"Then what should we do? Now we can't hire real Taoist priests, so who will pay for it?"

"Wait, I remember that the head of that group of Taoist priests was not surnamed? The fallen people are not allowed to have their original surnames, they have to subtract or add something to their original surnames. If you remove three dots from your surname, you will get your surname Lou. That is the former great general." surname, maybe they have something to do with the general."

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"Whether he is talking nonsense or not, if it really matters, they must have been on the battlefield, killed people, and they are bloody, ghosts and gods can't get close to them. You must find them."

"That's right, let's talk about it, we can spend the money from knocking on the dojo, and we can't spend it in vain."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Everyone nodded, and finally decided to turn back and have a look.

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