Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"I only know that the barren mountain used to be called the Immortal Mountain, and the vegetation is considered lush. From a distance, it looks like a piece of vitality, nourished by water sources, and white monkeys inhabit it. It is a rare geomantic treasure. I don't know when it started. It became desolate, the streams dried up, the vegetation withered, and the animals disappeared. Others didn’t want to go near that place, because they thought it was bad luck, and because of the legend that my father was not afraid of ghosts and ghosts, he built his ancestral grave there.”

Xiao Beicheng responded to Su Shi'an from the bottom of his heart, and asked him a question first, without giving him a chance to speak, just like a child who lost his temper.

"The ancestral grave was built by your father? Could it be that he is not from Gusu?"

"That's true. I remember that when I was young, he left for more than half a month and entrusted me to the grandmother next door to take care of me. When he came back, he took the relics of his ancestors and built the tomb. He often went to the mountain to worship."

At this time, Xiao Beicheng had already doubted the deep meaning of Jun Sigui's actions.

What is the meaning of not being from Gusu, but insisting on relocating the ancestral grave to Gusu, breaking the custom of returning the soul of the ancestors to their hometown?

Speaking of the relationship between Gusu and Jun Sigui, or Lin Xici... Gusu is the hometown of the former royal family, so there is no guarantee that there is nothing left in the past. Could it be that Jun Sigui wanted to dig out the legacy of the former royal family? treasure?

In this way, it can barely be explained.

Taking advantage of his silence, Su Shi'an opened his mouth, "Sir, do you know that there are legends about hanging ghosts looking for substitutes on that barren mountain?"

Jun Ziyou had just stuffed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, when he heard him say this, he coughed a few times, hammering his chest, and shook his head again and again.

"I've only heard of water ghosts pulling doubles, do hanged ghosts also like to play this trick?"

"You don't know, there have been legends about the barren mountains in these ten miles and eight villages. It is said that hundreds of years ago, there was a girl named Wanniang who embroidered beautiful flowers. She liked the teacher in the East Village, and she often came to Going near the private school, she is satisfied after seeing her sweetheart from a distance. Once, when she went to see her husband, she happened to meet a village bully. The bully coveted her beauty, so he wanted to take her by force. Mother as a threat. Wanniang had no choice but to give up pursuing her husband and choose to marry a bully and become a concubine."

Gentleman You just picked up another piece of pastry, and after hearing him tell the story, he pursed his lips and put it back, very consciously picked up the teacup in Xiao Beicheng's hand, took a sip, calmed down, and said to the man : "This legend, the sense of substitution is too strong..."

Su Shi'an said again: "After Wanniang married a bully, the bully beat her and scolded her, and even poisoned her seriously ill mother. Wanniang hanged herself in anger. The resentment in her life made her become a killed the ghost, and claimed the life of the bully. But the story is not over yet."

These words aroused the interest of the gentleman, and hurriedly asked him to continue.

"After Wanniang's death, her feelings for her husband have never changed, and she would still secretly go to see her sweetheart at night, but the approach of the ghost sucked away the life of the husband, making him sick, and Wanniang simply took him away. , in order to be able to stay and fly together in the next life. After the husband died, I was sad that I was young and had never done anything bad but was killed by a ghost. I felt aggrieved, so I wanted to find those young and beautiful men to replace me and stay with Wanniang. If this resentment is passed down, it will become a hanged ghost looking for someone to take his life."

"So, the person who is killed by the hanged ghost will hang himself just like the water ghost pulls a double?"

Su Shi'an nodded, "I heard that Mr. has never believed in ghosts and gods. I also don't want to believe this nonsense. It's nothing more than a legend to persuade people to be good. It can't be true."

Hearing his words, Jun Ziyou was a little complacent, and showed off to Xiao Beicheng recklessly: "Look, my lord, I'm not useless."

Seeing the man's cold face, he quickly suppressed his smile, coughed a few times and said, "But this legend is only related to the hanged ghost, and has nothing to do with the barren mountain. Hanging ghosts take their lives?"

"That's not the case. It is said that after Mr.'s death, he found a surrogate ghost, but his soul still could not rest in peace and could not be reborn in bliss. An eminent monk passed by here and found that there was a lot of resentment here, so he saved Wanniang. Nianzai died innocently, and ordered After turning him into a escapist to practice, his husband went to the barren mountain. Many years later, a woodcutter who had never heard of the legend went into the mountain to cut firewood, and accidentally broke the magic circle he was practicing, causing him to go mad and take his life. After that, anyone who gets close to the barren mountain will be hanged for their lives, so no one dares to go there."

Barren hills, hanged ghosts... What an emotional drama of entanglement and entanglement.

Jun Ziyou only felt that this matter was very mysterious. Ordinary people would not dare to set foot on the barren hills again after hearing such rumors, except for their father and son of the Jun family who did not believe in evil. Moved in, really not afraid of death.

Su Shi'an showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, and he hesitated when he spoke, "I don't know if I should say something. In fact, not long after I took office in Gusu, I heard about the matter of Mr.'s house, and there were rumors from villagers nearby. It's because your father often went to the barren mountains and offended the evil spirits there, so he got sick and died. Please don't mind me if I said something that was not pleasant to listen to."

Xiao Beicheng rolled his eyes at him, and said tauntingly: "You know it's wrong to say it, but what's your intention? If you say that the villagers spread gossip because of ignorance, you're no better than them."

"My lord's words are not right. I respect you sir and don't hide anything from him. This is the way to treat others sincerely, isn't it?"

"This only proves that you are an idiot. You don't even understand the principles of dealing with people. You really don't know what it means to be superior."

These two quarreling gentlemen are hurting their brains, Xiao Beicheng naturally dare not stop them, so they can only persuade them from Su Shi'an.

He calmly said: "Speaking of which, the body has not been found yet, so our family members are suspicious of their own family members. You two should also calm down and wait until the matter has a clue..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a commotion outside, a yamen servant rushed in in a panic, without even caring about etiquette, he threw himself at Su Shi'an's side.

"My lord! The body...the body has been found."

For such a big event, Jun Ziyou naturally couldn't stay out of it, and wanted to go out to join in the fun, so he would be dumbfounded as soon as he went out.

From a long distance from his door, he could see a person hanging on the old banyan tree at the head of the village. When the cold wind blew, his body was still swaying from side to side.

Seeing it with his own eyes this time, Su Shi'an finally believed Xiao Beicheng's previous testimony, but he was obviously timid, it was a dark day, and he was only accompanied by a yamen servant, so he didn't dare to come forward.

"My lord..."

Xiao Beicheng let out a disdainful cold snort from his nasal cavity, "It's too late to think of begging my king at this time. If you don't blush to ask my personal guards to do such dirty things, I think it's unlucky for me."

After finishing speaking, he went to Junziyou's side, held his shoulders, and cast a ostentatious glance at Su Shi'an. Although he didn't say anything, his face was full of pride. The words he didn't say were: Look, This king can hold the man you will never have.

It's a pity that Junziyou didn't smell the vinegar smell around him. He pushed open the firewood door and ran towards the old banyan tree. Before he could take two steps, he was tripped by someone, fell to the ground, and fell all over the place.

"Oh, my lord, it hurts a lot, can you say...a word..."

Looking back, what caught my eye was an old man who was very old, and now Junziyou was speechless.

He felt that this person looked familiar, so he took a closer look with the lights in his small courtyard. Isn't this the village head here, Wang Fugui? He hasn't seen him for a few years, and he is already so old that he is almost a jagged piece of dead wood. man.

The old village chief was old, with a hunched back, bent legs, trembling when he walked, and a cane in his hand. It seemed that this was what tripped the gentleman just now.

Don't look at Elder Wang Village's appearance, he can't even open his eyes, but his eyesight is not bad, and he hums hoarsely from his throat, which sounds a little permeating at night.

Junziyou thought he was about to spit out some kind of monster, so he hurried back a few steps to hide away, but the old village chief coughed again, and finally coughed up the old phlegm in his throat, scaring Junziyou to death I was about to lose it, hammering my chest again and again.

"Oh my mother...don't scare me, I almost lost my soul."

Although the old village head is not young, he speaks in a spirited manner. He stroked his gray goatee and said to humanity: "Jun Yazi is really ignorant, the boss is not young, he has been out for so many years, and he is still a half-grown child. Impatient, your father will cry when he sees you under the Nine Springs..."

Jun Ziyou rubbed his sore knee, grinning his teeth to protect the wound on his right leg that was still not healed, thinking about the time, my father was about to be reincarnated as someone else's son, how could he care about the advantages of his previous life? Son.

Wang Fugui knocked on the ground with his cane, and drank back Su Shi'an and his clerk who came out with his head: "Idiot child, go in quickly!"

Xiao Beicheng helped Junziyou up, and after confirming that his wound was not torn, he let him hold his neck and leaned against him.

Junziyou asked: "Old village chief, why are you making such a big fuss? It's only natural for the government to investigate the case. There was a murder case here, and it was resolved long ago. The villagers in the village can also rest assured earlier, otherwise the murderer will be in the vicinity." Running around, everyone is having a restless life."

"Jun Yazi is still too young. Didn't your father tell you about it? It's called Piao Diao Zi. It flies around at night, and whoever it bumps into will be killed. You were young a few years ago. At that time, several men in the village died in this way, so at night, the people in the village would not come out, because they were afraid of running into them..."

"The village chief, you..."

"Didn't I hear that you came back? Come to see you. By the way, let you go to my house to pick up some things your father left behind. The old man is old and has a bad memory. He can't remember which things belong to him." It’s gone, but you have to look it up yourself.”

"It's not in a hurry. Things can be picked up at any time. I can't wait for life-threatening events. Let me go and see them before..."

Jun Ziyou is a master who doesn't listen to persuasion, his legs are still hurting and he wants to run to see the situation, Xiao Beicheng has not stopped him, he found that he stopped, staring at the old banyan tree in a daze, compared to being persuaded It's more like seeing something scary and scared back.

He looked in the direction the man was looking at, and after one glance, he froze.

The body that was still hanging on the tree just now disappeared again.

The author has something to say: Ziyou may have gotten into trouble with A Piao recently, and he will encounter some supernatural beings wherever he goes, which is really miserable.

Thanks to Yun Shengsheng for donating a landmine, thank you for feeding! !

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

感谢在2020-09-2518:27:10~2020-09-2618:09:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!