When someone with depression enters the horror game

Tang Xiucai sat under the window and wrote a storybook.

He flipped through the books of the Feng family writers, changed the plots in them into his own book, and assembled a story about a gifted scholar and a beautiful woman.

Those little girls will like it, and they will spontaneously defend him, such as some sentences that others cannot understand, such as "copying a book is not copying", "as long as it looks good".

He looked at his own house, and his thoughts flowed, and he wrote a sentence "a slim thatched house".

This sentence is wonderful, such a metaphor is rare in the world, it is comparable to Taibai.

He polished his pen and described his heroine.

"Hands are like catkins, skin is like creamy fat, collar is like grub, teeth are like gourd rhinoceros, gnat's head is moth eyebrows, smile is sweet, eyes are beautiful."

The sentences of the predecessors can also be used.

As he was writing, he thought of the girl who came to borrow a pen just now, that was really...

Ink from the nib dripped onto the paper.

He couldn't sit still, threw away his pen, and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

Or...or...or just take a look, just one look?

He moved a high stool, placed it by the courtyard wall, climbed up clumsily, poked his head out cautiously, and stared at the window of the next door.

I don't want to see a ghost with a green face and teeth like saws.Spread human skin on the couch, hold a colored brush and paint it; after throwing the brush, lift the skin, like a vibrating garment, put it on the body, and then turn into a woman. (Note)

It was the woman with "picturesque eyebrows" that he fell in love with at first sight!

It really is picturesque!

He covered his mouth in panic to prevent himself from making a sound, and carefully climbed down from the wall, then collapsed to the ground.

It's...hell.

Shen Lian and Zheng Qing came down from the stone bridge, neither of them spoke, thinking about the weird thing that happened just now.

"It's really romantic." Shen Lian sighed.

Zheng Qing looked at him in surprise.

Shen Lian showed another delicate and perfect smile: "The horse-skin silkworm girl, so romantic. Don't you think that most ancient ghost stories have a romantic atmosphere?"

Zheng Qing turned away from looking at him: "Your smile really deserves a beating."

Shen Lian's face was expressionless for a moment: "Coincidentally, I also think that your smile is very embarrassing, doctor."

Zheng Qing wanted to say something, but saw Liu Orion walking this way dragging a big sack.

"Yo, Liu Orion, are you back from hunting? Where are you going now?" Shen Lian greeted.

Liu Orion smiled honestly, and replied: "I'm back, go to Xianheng Hotel and sell the prey!"

"do you need my help?"

Liu Orion glanced at Shen Lian's body, and shook his head: "My old Liu Xin accepts Dr. Shen's kindness!"

Shen Lian was so angry that she quickened her pace and stopped talking to him.

Zheng Qing smiled behind Shen Lian.

When he got home, he saw that Painted Skin Ghost had changed into another outfit, which made him even more attractive.

Two people and one ghost sat around the table, discussing future plans.

Zheng Qing looked at Painted Skin Ghost and said, "It's time for us to go to Beijing. From now on, we are brothers and sisters from the south."

Painted Skin Ghost nodded.

Shen Lian looked at Painted Skin Ghost and said: "Stop using your previous rhetoric, what caused the famine and was sold, the next door's Tang Xiucai's bibliography doesn't even bother to write about it."

"Then what should I say?" Painted Skin Ghost rested his chin on his hands.

"Just say that you and your brother went to Beijing to find relatives."

"This rhetoric is outdated." Painted Skin Ghost said disdainfully.

"What do you know?" Shen Lian glared at her, "Wang has always believed that his world is clean and peaceful, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe. How dare you say that you came here after fleeing famine?"

Painted Skin Ghost has learned a lot.

"Also, you can speak more naturally. In fact, when you seduced me in the mass grave, I knew something was wrong with you. It was too fake."

Painted Skin Ghost was upset.

Shen Lian patted the table: "You are still not convinced, give me a handkerchief and watch it."

Painted Skink handed him the handkerchief.

Shen Lian pinched the handkerchief with one hand while pointing at the orchid, and hugged Zheng Qing's arm with the other, tears fell down the line.

"My concubine and my elder brother came to the capital to look for relatives, but I don't think that ten years have passed, things have changed, people have changed, and the old site is still there, but it has become the wall of another house." His eyes are melancholy like a lilac girl. I have no skills with my brother..."

He choked up for a while, and finally collapsed, and couldn't help but collapsed into Zheng Qing's arms.

Zheng Qing covered his face with his hands and couldn't bear to look any further.

Painted Skin Ghost was dumbfounded.

The author has something to say:

Note: From "I don't want to see a ghost" to "I turned into a woman", the original text of Pu Gong's "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio" is directly quoted, which is hereby marked.

I am very excited. In the last chapter, I knelt down and begged the party for textual research, and it turned out to be true.Thanks to the little fairy Beiman Qingcui for her popular science, please accept my thanks.