Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

"So after Liu and Ruan died, they turned into evil ghosts and spread rumors everywhere. What did they say?"

"Is there a fairy in the mountains? Our ancestors went to the mountains to collect medicine and met a fairy. Why did you come here to deceive people?"

"Someone was deceived, and after entering the mountains, the devil skinned and tore off the bones. Their faces were sewn on when they were alive, and they even gathered into a ghost village to pretend to farm and weave. It was just like a show!"

The businessman spoke so vividly that Liu Na was entranced for a moment. She couldn't help pointing to the peasant man and asked,

"But they said Liu Chen and Ruan Zhao were from their village!"

At this question, Kong Feihong, businessman, and scholar all looked directly at Liu Na.

"What? What's wrong?" Liu Na said timidly.

But the scholar shook his head and sighed, suddenly stood up and walked over, standing in front of Liu Na, and quietly pointed behind him with the folded paper fan.

Liu Na took a look and saw that behind the scholar were those farm men, but they seemed to be a little weird.

Just now they were clamoring to pick up farm tools and teach the merchants how to speak, but now they all stood frozen on the spot, with their heads lowered, still trembling.

"How."

"Shh-" The scholar raised a finger to stop Liu Na's question and said softly,

"Look at their faces."

face?

Liu Na turned her gaze back again, focusing on the faces of the farm men. After being reminded, she discovered that the looks of these people were surprisingly similar!

Just now, all the men looked so gray that they couldn't recognize each other, but now they stand together and they can clearly see each other.

Multiple births?

No, it was only then that Liu Na realized that these people even had the same scars and birthmarks on their faces.

After taking a closer look, I saw that the skin on each face had inexplicably many bulges, as if earthworms were buried deep under the skin and constantly swimming and hooking, which made Liu Na's scalp numb.

No, not only their faces, but their entire bodies were filled with these fleshy insects!

These people were not trembling, it was clear that their flesh and skin were stretched to pieces and were about to burst apart!

puff.

Accompanied by a slight sound, it was a certain "person's" face that finally became too tight and opened a gash. Sutures like rotten maggots popped out, and then seeped out a thick, dark, ink-like fluid deep under the skin.

These liquid-like liquids have a certain illusory quality, as if they can suck people's eyes into them, and quickly cover the person's body.

Soon, these men came one after another, popping, popping, like the carrion giant watching the flatulence explode one after another, the flesh was swollen and burst, and the filthy black shadow leaked out and covered the whole body.

In the blink of an eye, a few simple and honest farm men turned into a few blurry ghost figures. Only the rotten maggot intestines that collapsed at the sutures were faintly visible, as if countless abdominal and foot tentacles were dancing crazily.

The hair is creepy.

Liu Na felt a cold air rush up from her spine to Tianling Gai, and a turbulent feeling surged in her stomach. However, her heart felt like it was being grasped by someone. It felt like it was about to jump out of her chest, but her body could not produce any energy. strength.

I couldn't vomit again and again, and I didn't have the strength to escape.

Fortunately, there was a muffled roar from very high and far away, and the thick fog that tightly wrapped around the pavilion seemed to have been split apart, and suddenly became much thinner.

Then the sound of wind, rain and thunder reappeared in her ears, and a burst of cold rain poured in, which made Liu Na feel excited and regain some sense.

Ohh Ohh ohh--

Staying at night in a barren mountain, in a lonely pavilion, miserable wind, bitter rain, thick fog, the thatch on the roof of the roof rustled, and the flames in the small clay oven not far away became lower and swaying, making the shadows of the flames appear messy, as if The row of squirming ghosts beside the constant whipping.

Liu Na suddenly realized.

OK, this time it's really a ghost.

People always want to find something to rely on when they are panicked and scared.

Therefore, Liu Na not only regretted not getting back the money she lent to relatives and friends in time, but also placed most of her hopes on the still calm scholar in front of her.

As for dear Professor Kong?

I was sitting aside talking like a magic stick.

"Don't panic, don't shout." The scholar simply put away his folding fan, wiped the bench next to Liu Na, wiped away the water that had just been spilled in, and sat down.

"When people die as ghosts, they are inherently ignorant, so most ghosts only know how to repeat what they did in life."

"These unlucky ghosts were stripped of their skin and bones, and their faces were sewn on to play tricks. They are even more lacking in spirit and wisdom. They are worse than those stubborn rocks in the mountains."

Thousands of words turned into one sentence - don't mess with them and everything will be fine.

"I just said there's something wrong with this group of people." The green-eyed businessman also leaned closer, making the not-wide bench even more cramped. Liu Na had to hold her nose and squeeze in the opposite direction with Professor Kong. Too crowded.

It wasn't that he disliked the fat man with sinister features, but a strong stench wafted from those ghost figures, which made Liu Na frown.

"I've heard that there is a ghost village here. Every night at midnight, they come down the mountain to catch people to eat!" The businessman didn't feel ashamed to get down and occupy the huge space, but lowered his voice and continued,

"I specially invited a high-level master to come in with me, but I didn't want to be so unlucky that I met the real owner just after we were separated."

"Ugh!"

"My poor money! If I had known earlier, I might as well have saved it, saved it."

Ignoring the merchant's sighs, the scholar solemnly warned,

"This place is extraordinary. Please be careful with your words and actions and do not disturb these ghosts."

Liu Na nodded quickly, covered her mouth directly, and showed her determination with actions.

Even the businessman kept silent and only expressed his regret by beating his chest and stamping his feet.

"That's good." The scholar covered his mouth with a folding fan and whispered,

"But don't let outsiders disturb you again."

You crow mouth, stop talking nonsense!

Liu Na glared at the scholar and shut his mouth.

However, it seems that the law follows the words.

"Xilulu!"

A high-pitched neigh broke into the pavilion!

The businessman was so frightened that the fat on his belly trembled, the scholar's back was tense, Liu Na looked around in panic, and Kong Feihong was thoughtful.

And the group of evil creatures that had settled down began to scream shrilly, and for a while the ghost mist billowed in the pavilion, and ghost shadows floated around.

Seeing the group of fierce ghosts struggling wildly, they were about to pounce on them to cause trouble.

Ta da da. da!

A hole was suddenly torn open in the mist along the pavilion, and then a majestic horse leaped over and crashed into the pavilion, wrapped in heavy wind and rain.

Although this appearance was very popular, everyone in the pavilion was slapped with splashes on their heads and faces.

Before the rain could be wiped away, a gong-like sound was heard,

"Yu!"

It turned out that the horse was carrying someone on its back. When the reins were pulled, the horse's head was raised high with its front hooves, and after two neighs it fell back to its original position and stopped.

When everyone went to look, they saw that the horse was fat and strong, and the rider on its back was also strong and well-dressed. At this time, he took off his wide-brimmed hat and shook off the rainwater on the ground.

Come on, it’s another one in ancient costume. Liu Na secretly thought, could this be another dead ghost?

However, the next moment, she gave the rider a huge fright.

"Roar!" It was like thunder exploding in my ears.

Can a ghost speak so powerfully?

However, the shadow that immediately fell on her face made Liu Na dare not think too much.

Looking up, the rider rode his horse up to him, and the huge thing under his crotch was stretching out its big tongue and licking it randomly, gasping for air.

"Dare to commit a crime!"

The rider held the hilt of the knife at his waist with one hand and stared angrily.

"I didn't expect that I would never find a place after trying to break through iron shoes, but it took no effort at all to get there!"

"Hurry up and capture him!" Liu Na immediately realized that the other party was not coming for her. She wished she could grow two more legs and quickly moved away. Only when the place was empty did she reveal her big butt that was shaking endlessly under the bench.

merchant?

How did he get under the chair?

Zheng!

The rider has already drawn his sword out of its sheath!

The businessman twisted his big butt and tried to get out, but his belly was stuck in place!

"Wait!"

A green shirt was swaying, but the scholar stretched out his hand to block it in front of him.

"Get out of the way!" The rider had turned over and dismounted, pointing the gleaming blade forward diagonally, his eyes bulging like bells.

"The Yamen is arresting important criminals, so don't get in the way!"

"This strong man." The scholar bowed his hands and said,

"I'm sorry for being verbose, but it's not appropriate to use force at the moment. Please call in some strong men."

The rider didn't listen to half of the words, and he reached out his hand to push the stupid scholar away, but he noticed that everyone's eyes were staring behind him.

He couldn't help but turn around and look.

Just one glance and he froze in place.

Seven or eight ferocious faces were hidden in the mist, less than a few inches away from him.

"Strong man." The scholar reminded in a low voice, pulling the rider's clothes aside and stepping aside.

"In the current situation of fierce ghosts, please don't act out of anger."

The rider remained silent, staring at these ghosts and retreating silently, his expression changing continuously.

The businessman hiding under the chair also pulled himself out with Liu Na's help, and moved farther away from the rider with a evasive look on his face.

The horse seemed to sense something belatedly and calmed down.

There was silence in the pavilion, and the entangled ghosts seemed to be unable to find their target, and silently shrank back like water draining from the bathroom floor.

There were big drops of water on the rider's forehead, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or rain.

The scholar breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and was about to say something, when a bright sword light suddenly rolled up in front of his eyes!

It was the rider who got angry.

Before he broke out in cold sweat, the blade passed over the scholar and went straight to the businessman next to him!

Who could have predicted this?

The businessman didn't react in time and was chopped into pieces with a knife.

puff.

The cold light flashed, stopped and turned into an ox-tail scimitar again, but there was no trace of blood.

Cut crookedly?

No, Liu Na could clearly see that the knife cut into the merchant's left shoulder, and then slid out from the right side of the waist like cutting tofu.

Cut in two.

The businessman didn't make a sound, and half of his body slid down, but there was no blood, no flesh, no bones. Only a large branch like a withered grass emerged from the wound.

And his bloated and fat body quickly shrank with the sound of deflation.

The others were stunned, and even the old man who made tea stopped adding firewood.

"I apologize for disturbing you."

The rider carefully sheathed his sword, and while looking at the slightly moving ghostly figure beside him, he slowed down and squatted down in front of the merchant's "corpse", picked up a dead branch and started playing with it.

"This beast is extremely vicious and lies endlessly. It is the best at using tongues to confuse the public."

"I had no choice but to kill him before he was prepared."

"Here, what's going on?" Liu Na murmured, almost giving up thinking.

"Let me ask the strong man to clarify my doubts." The scholar was very interested and couldn't move his hands and feet vigorously, as if he had ADHD.

If he hadn't been worried about the group of ghosts around him, he might have written an essay and sang a song on the spot.

"I don't dare take it seriously." The rider said as he turned the severed body of the body on the ground to show it to everyone.

"I'm just one of the top catchers in Xin'an County."

"This animal's name is Wang Zhi. He once watched immortals playing chess in the mountains. After one game, all his axes were dead. Only when he came down the mountain did he realize that a hundred years had passed in the world."

The scholar folded his fan, slapped it between his palms and said something,

"But that Lan Ke Renwang hostage in the Legend of Zhiyi?"

"Exactly." The catcher nodded and continued,

"After this beast comes down from the mountain, he talks about it to everyone he meets, making it known to everyone."

"But this guy was lucky that there was a war in the world when he was playing chess on the mountain."

"When he came down from the mountain, all the etiquette and customs of the previous dynasty's poems and prose were lost, and the folk customs of adhering to ancient times were strong. He took this opportunity to become a copywriter, showing off his knowledge and reselling antiques. He was treated as a guest by nobles from various families."

"It turns out he is a person who deceives the world and steals his reputation." The scholar frowned, obviously not seeing this kind of behavior, but he said curiously,

"He was no more than a Noda family before he went up the mountain, and he also had a belly full of ink?"

The head catcher replied: "This Wang Zhi has admired immortals since he was a child. He has read a lot of books. His mind is not in the fields. He wanders in the mountains and fields all day long. He just wants to be the protagonist in the legend of strange monsters."

"So that's it." The scholar turned to ask,

"But just doing this doesn't mean it's such a sin?"

"You are always cheating like this, and you will naturally be exposed."

The catcher fluffed out his clothes and dropped a lot of dirt.

"Over time, this guy's reputation will become bad."

"The shop collapsed, the clerks dispersed, and even the servants came to him to ask for monthly payment."

"When the tree falls, everything will be lost." The scholar shook his head and commented.

The catcher continued: "But he managed to save some money over the years, and finally he made a trick and ran away with all the greedy money."

"The debt was not repaid, so the strong men came to hunt him down?" The scholar slowly opened the folding fan.

"Hey." The catcher sneered.

"Am I a loser who works for those rich people?"

"Just because this bastard who didn't deserve to be a son returned to his hometown and searched the mountains to find the god he once was, but couldn't get it back, so he had a wrong idea."

"A group of wild Taoist priests have been gathered. They are thieves and bald donkeys. They worship the evil ways and use witchcraft to harm people!"

"Spreading silver to the outside world attracted ignorant villagers and ignorant children. They were all skinned alive as sacrifices to this bullshit mountain god!"

"When the matter got serious, he lied to the outside world, saying that Liu and Ruan turned into ghosts after their death. In fact, these were the skins of a mountain of innocent souls."

"This straight bitch did it all with her own hands!"

"After peeling off the skins of the villagers, the mountain god still didn't appear. He suspected that he was not sincere, so he peeled off his own skin!"

"Take a look."

The head catcher used dead branches to poke several holes in the human skin.

"All the bones and flesh have been sacrificed, and only some straw is left to fill it up. It's all held up by those evil magic techniques!"

The scholar was filled with righteous indignation and apologized to the arrester repeatedly, denounced that the king deserved death for his crime.

"It's okay." The head catcher kicked the man's fur bag away in disgust.

"I was chasing this beast all night long, but the heavy rain broke the banks of the mountain stream, and a flash flood was about to occur. Fortunately, the terrain here is high, so I can avoid it for the time being."

After finishing speaking, the catcher looked around and saw that, like the previous scholar, he went to the small clay stove to warm himself up. (End of chapter)