Who told me to be a ghost!

The Shen Mansion in the south of the city is located on the northwest side of the beautiful Feiying Lake. It is located in the quiet and deep, green willow-lined Lane, covering an area of ​​nearly 33 mu. It is the mansion specially built by the former emperor for Prime Minister Shen. The prime minister's mansion is full of north-south scenery, with towering ancient trees, thick shade to block out the sun, curved corridors and pavilions, green bricks and glazed tiles, gurgling water, and thousands of famous flowers.It's really a good place to live.

I nestled on the recliner in Tingyu Pavilion in Xuanyu Garden, fanning leisurely, listening to the chirping insects outside the window, falling asleep.

Xiaohua leaned halfway in from the wall, and seeing that I was awake, she respectfully said, "Grandpa Baiying, the newcomers are clamoring outside the door to live in Shen's residence..."

I put away my fan, frowned and said, "Such a trivial matter still needs to be reported? Get out as usual."

Xiaohua hesitated for a moment and then said: "Grandpa Baiying, the leading female ghost is said to have died in the lotus pond in the backyard of the Shen residence. She was a drowned ghost, and she refused to reincarnate no matter what, she was crying so pitifully."

I sat up and asked curiously, "How is this woman's qualifications?"

Xiaohua made a bow and said, "New died not long ago."

"Idiot!" I slapped his forehead with a fan: "The Shen residence has been vacant for more than ten years, and the lotus pond is so dry that it's almost smoking. How could that female ghost drown here?"

With tears streaming down her face, Xiaohua panicked and said yes, and she withdrew with a mournful face.

Xiaohua is good at everything, not only has a pretty appearance, but also a famous scholar during her lifetime.It's just that he is easy to soften his heart, and he doesn't look like a ghost should be.

I sighed and lay down again, unfolded the fan to cover my face, planning to take a nap.Just when he closed his eyes, he heard a whimpering cry, the sound was long and piercing, if there were living people living in this Shen residence, he would be scared to death.

I opened my eyes in displeasure, got up and waved the spider web in front of me, and walked out through the wall.

The previous owner of the Shen Mansion, General Wu, was a man of great taste, and the furnishings in the mansion were quite to my liking, especially the Xuanyu Garden where he lived was almost decorated with all kinds of jasper. We ghosts have always loved jade. Angry, I have been a ghost for more than 3000 years, and relying on my most senior experience, I took over here as a matter of course.

If I remember correctly, plus the 33 years when I lived in the same house as Shen Cheng in the previous dynasty, I have lived in Shen's residence for more than 300 years.

In the past 300 years, the people living in the mansion have changed from one batch to another. Those who died died, and those who were convicted were convicted. None of them died well. The last General Wu was a major crime of conspiracy in his later years. The whole family was hacked up, and the house was ransacked. All the valuables in the house were looted, even the mahogany and white jade carved bed that I slept with him every day was moved away. The jade piece inlaid on the top is really hard to get off, otherwise I would have given up this dilapidated house and left.Now that I think about it, it is really clever of General Wu to think of inlaying jade pieces on the wall.

Calculating that this happened more than ten years ago, even the gentleman on Liang would disdain to patronize the current Shen residence.But whoever called me a ghost, these have no effect on me.I kicked away the broken earthen jar blocking my feet and sighed: "It's true that things are different and people are different!"

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I sighed, although Liang Shangjun disdains to patronize this place, but this dilapidated house attracts ghosts very much.

The sound of crying came into the ears clearly, and it was mournful and shrill.These unqualified ghosts are troublesome, afraid of the sun, afraid of spells, afraid of yang energy, afraid of ghosts, afraid of this and that, they will only come out at night and hang their voices, and live upside down day and night, trembling, really annoying.

I went all the way through the broken tables, chairs, broken wood and tall weeds on the ground, and came to the gate of the mansion lightly, and went straight through the door.

Looking at the little ghosts standing in a mess under the steps of the door, I said in a cold voice with a sullen face, "What's the trouble? They don't let people sleep!"

When Xiaohua and Lu saw me, they quickly nodded and bowed: "Grandpa Baiying, I've disturbed you."

A few little ghosts under the steps took a peek at me and knelt down tremblingly.

The leading female ghost whimpered and cried: "Grandpa Bai, you are the most experienced ghost in the world. My little girl died unjustly, so I beg Grandpa Bai to take my life for my little girl..."

I didn't wait for her to finish speaking, so I swung my sleeves and sent a wind blowing towards her, which just hit her in the face, and she only had time to say "ah" before being slapped on the wall behind her.

I asked sullenly: "You were the one crying just now? Who do you call Grandpa Bai?"

Xiaohua, the roundworm, quickly flattered her: "You ghost is really blind, there is only Grandpa Baiying here, where is Grandpa Bai?"

The female ghost struggled to kneel down again, but she didn't dare to cry anymore, she kowtowed tremblingly, her teeth chattered, "I beg Grandpa Baiying to take you in..."

I paced back and forth under the eaves, stomping on the dead leaves on the ground, and after a long time, I pointed to the little ghosts behind her and asked, "Are you also here to beg me to take you in?"

The little devils also kowtowed tremblingly, not daring to make a sound.

I pointed to the female ghost and asked, "How did you die?"

The female ghost just whimpered, and met my cold eyes, stopped suddenly, swallowed the cry in her throat, and said sadly: "I accidentally fell into the river while washing clothes by the river, and drowned."

I was baffled when I heard this: "If you accidentally drowned, who do you want to ask for your life?"

The female ghost fell on the ground and cried again: "Niu Er in the west of Zouma Village owes his little girl 20 taels of silver for three years and hasn't paid it back for three years. The little girl happened to see him while washing clothes by the river, but she accidentally fell into the water in a hurry..."

I took out the fan from my waist to blow the wind, rubbed my head a little funny, and just about to send them away, I saw a few ghost messengers appearing quietly, holding iron shackles as thick as forearms in their hands, expressionless Surrounded them in the middle, let them cry and howl like ghosts, and swiftly shackled the iron shackles on their feet.

After finishing all this, the ghost messengers turned around and nodded to me: "Grandpa Baiying."

I waved my fan and smiled back at them.

There is no ghost in the world who is older than me, and there is no ghost who is older than me.

The grandpa, grandpa, great-grandpa, and great-grandpa of these little devils have all met me before, and we have drank wine and listened to ditties together. I overwhelm them by age alone, and it is really not a disadvantage for them to call grandpa.

All the ghosts cried out in panic and knelt down to beg me for help.

It's really funny, I, Baiying, died longer than them, and died worse than them. She wanted me to save them, but who ever saved me?

After the ghost messenger left, the door suddenly became quiet. I stretched myself and planned to go back and sleep for a while.

Xiao Lu hurriedly stopped me: "Grandpa Baiying, I heard in the evening that the emperor planned to rebuild the prime minister's mansion and give it to King Kang."

I yawned and said, "Since it was given to the prince, it must be repaired well. I can't stand the spider silk and weeds here."

Xiao Lu said worriedly: "There have always been rumors of ghosts haunting the Xiangfu in the previous dynasty, and all the people who lived in it had accidents within three years. Now it has been vacant for more than ten years, and it is going to be given to a prince. Worried about this prince..."

I rubbed my eyes and said lazily: "Don't worry, if this prince is really annoying, just scare him away."

After speaking, I went back to catch up on sleep.

After a few more leisurely days, I wandered around the Prime Minister's Mansion, really having nothing to do, so I took advantage of the fine weather to wander the streets.

Xiaohua and Xiaolu didn't follow. Although the two ghosts with nearly a thousand years of experience were not afraid of ghosts, sunlight and spells, they were still a little afraid of yang energy.

I stopped lightly in front of a jade stall, and I spotted a figure pointing to a jade pendant and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this jade pendant?"

The stall owner was lowering his head and busily displaying goods outside. He raised his eyes and glanced at me. Maybe he saw that I looked like a rich man in a crumpled white dress, so he casually said without enthusiasm: "Ten taels of silver."

I groaned and disappeared again.

The peddlers in the capital have always had a good eye, and they know how to serve food on a plate. I am indeed penniless, and even the rag shirt I am wearing is an old thing that was searched from the servants' room of the Prime Minister's mansion 300 years ago.

Thinking that I, Bai Ying, was also a romantic and suave son-in-law before his death, but it is really embarrassing to be so poor after his death.

Oh, by the way, Baiying is also a name I randomly chose for myself. My original name has been completely forgotten in the long river of time.

Seeing that I disappeared all of a sudden, the stall owner was a little dazed, rubbed his eyelids vigorously for a while and murmured: "Could it be that this blue sky and white sun is a ghost?"

I waved my fan and left, thinking that the stall owner really had a good eye.

I wandered around the street for half a circle, seeing all kinds of hawkers busy setting up stalls, and I was a little bored.After thinking for a while, I found Fengyuelou with familiarity.

The name of Fengyue Building is straightforward, it is a famous Fengyue place in the capital, because of the luxurious utensils, outstanding dishes, excellent wines, beautiful and gentle girls, knowledgeable and interesting, and good secrecy, so many high-ranking officials and dignitaries also Everyone likes hanging around here.

It was only early in the morning at this time, and the gate of Fengyue Tower was closed tightly. All the benefactors should be sleeping soundly in the arms of Wenxiang and Nephrite.

I got excited, walked through the gate all the way, floated across the hall, flashed into the small door at the end of the hidden corridor in the hall and entered the backyard.

The rich and powerful are entertained in the Fengyue Building, but the high-ranking officials are entertained in the backyard.

Through the flowers and willows all the way, I finally came to the most secluded garden in the backyard. In the garden, there are flowers and trees, and four side rooms sit facing each other. There is a small door on each wall of the side room. purple bamboo forest.

The four wing rooms are named Pixing, Daiyue, Lanyun and Guanyu, and there are four famous oirans in the capital.

I am very familiar with this place. The four rooms in Youting Garden are elegantly furnished, the bedding is soft and fragrant, and the oiran is even more beautiful and elegant. Sometimes I come here to sleep when I am bored at night.

I flashed into the Pixing Pavilion familiarly, waved my fan and looked around the room, my eyes fell on the tightly covered bed curtain.

I don't know who is Xiaoqin's benefactor today.

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