Chapter 704 Don't Ask About Common People

The Qinhuai River, above the painted boats.

String and bamboo pipe music continued.

From time to time, there were a few female laughs.

"Zijing, this glass of wine is for you brother, you can't refuse."

"Don't dare."

Wang Zijing sat on the side seat, saying that he didn't dare, then raised his head and drank the wine glass.

This looks quite bold, but in fact he was already drunk, and couldn't stop bumping into the girl next to him. At the same time, because of restraint, he subconsciously straightened his body.

This appearance made the girls around cover their sleeves and laugh lightly.

Even Lu Li couldn't help but sigh with emotion. After all, he is a young man, so he has a thin skin if he has something to say.

But at this moment, Wang Zijing was full of drunkenness. Seeing the girls around him smiling, he became more cautious, but he never dared to forget his mission, and said again: "Brother Meng Ming, the master asked me to go to the city to look for you. There is no longer any escape."

"Brother, I understand in my heart that I will not dare to keep Mr. Tiantai waiting for a long time." Lu Li said seriously.

After being assured again, Wang Zijing was completely at ease, and said with a big tongue: "That's good, junior brother toast to brother again."

Young people can't hide things when they drink too much.

Especially Wang Zijing, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth who grew up in an academy since he was a child, can almost be said to be ignorant of world affairs.

As a result, when going down the mountain for the first time, he crashed into the Qinhuai River, the world's first-class rouge land, and met Lu Li.

After two or three glasses of wine, I started talking about everything.

Mr. Tiantai, the censor of this dynasty, became an official in old age and gave lectures on Qingliang Mountain outside Jinling City, and established Chongzheng Academy by himself.

But within ten years, the small elementary school on the hillside at the eastern foot of the Qingliang Mountain has become a holy place for students in the south of the Yangtze River to study.

In addition, according to Zijing's brother's narration, Lu Li also noticed that Confucianism is indeed not simple.

"In the past, my master took me to study in the north, sleeping in the wilderness, and encountered strange things many times..."

At this moment, instead of using Lu Li's usual words, Wang Zijing took the initiative to tell the story of his study tour.

At the same time, Danniang and the famous prostitute Su Xiaodie looked at each other. They had grown up in Jinling since they were young. They had never heard of ghosts and ghosts. It was only the first time for young people to get drunk and talk nonsense.

"Young master, your classmate is drunk, why don't you help him go to the room to rest for a while." Dan Niang leaned close to Lu Li's ear and said softly, "My family asked the boatman to fetch some carp from the river and make some hangover soup. good?"

"No need."

Lu Li listened with enthusiasm, how could he agree, met Danniang's puzzled eyes, and said with a smile:

"You don't talk about monsters, power, chaos, or gods. If you don't believe in them, respect ghosts and gods and stay away."

After finishing the words, he continued to look at the junior brother he had just met, and raised his wine glass to him.

And Wang Zijing was unambiguous, even if he was drunk, he still insisted on filling himself up. Fortunately, Su Xiaodie, who was serving beside him, was clever and served this guy in time, otherwise, he would have fallen to the ground.

Seeing this, Lu Li stopped drinking, and ordered the guards in the corner to order the cook to make a pot of fish soup, then looked up at the muttering junior, and said with a smile, "Zijing, you're drunk."

Frankly speaking, this invitation was indeed a trick, but Lu Li didn't plan anything, he just wanted to learn more about the situation.

It just so happened that this little junior brother had no deep experience in the world, and he was so sincere to him when they first met, knowing everything and talking endlessly, because of this, he had already recognized this younger brother in his heart.

"Drunk indeed."

Hearing this, Wang Zijing didn't deny it, and managed to sit still with the support of his female companion.

And Su Xiaodie supported his junior brother with one hand, and the other hand was not idle, picked up two sour plums from the fruit plate in front of him, and fed him to chew.

After a while.

"Too strong to drink, make my brother laugh."

The little junior handed over his hand to confess the crime, although his face was still flushed, but his sanity was much clearer than before.

"It's okay, you and I are classmates, and now we hit it off again, so there's nothing to laugh about."

Danniang didn't react at all to Mr. Lu's words. She has been with him until now, and she already guessed that the two met for the first time. At this moment, she is curious why the benefactor is so fond of this little Confucian scholar.

Could it be... Are there any ghosts in the world?

"Junior Brother hasn't finished talking about the old school tour. To be honest, I have been interested in ghosts and gods since I was a child." Lu Li said frankly.

On the side, everyone was not surprised.

The ancestral society has been around for thousands of years.

The children of all the big families guarding Jinling are like this, they are idle all day long, as long as they don't commit crimes, they have some strange hobbies, but they are nothing at all.

"There were too many strange things along the way, so I just picked two that I will never forget in my life."

The guest is up to the owner.

This banquet was organized by Lu Li at his own expense, and because of his extraordinary status, Danniang, the famous prostitute Su Xiaodie, and the maidservants all listened attentively without any objection.

As for the dozen or so guards, they were like wooden stakes from beginning to end. They stood silently in the corner without Lu Li asking questions, making sure that no accidents would happen.

"Out of Jinling, about 600 miles northwest, there is a deserted village. There is a widower surnamed Li. He claims that he can't eat for dozens of days, but his stomach is very distended."

"When we came, he was lying on the bluestone slab at the entrance of the village, crying. Mr. Tiantai asked him, why did he become like this?"

In an era when entertainment activities were scarce, this kind of weird talk was indeed attractive. Danniang clung to Lu Li tightly, feeling scared and wanting to hear it.

On the side, the famous prostitute who was helping the younger brother couldn't help but hold his breath, silently waiting for the next article.

Under everyone's gaze, Zijing didn't show off, and chewed two more sour plums to suppress the rising alcohol, and continued:

"Widower Li said that one day he finished his farm work and was resting on the bed in the evening when he suddenly saw a woman walking out of the earthen wall of his house. Her hair was disheveled like weeds, and she hung down to cover her face. go forward."

"Old man Li didn't care at first, he just thought it was because he was too tired, until the woman came to the bed..."

Hearing this, a little maid couldn't help but muttered: "The widower met a strange woman and came to the bed, what's the matter, it's really cheap for him."

Danniang and Su Xiaodie were far away, so they never heard.

But Lu Li heard it, but he didn't take it seriously. He still looked at his junior brother and patiently waited for him to say something later.

"call."

After breathing out the breath of alcohol, the little junior brother felt much better, and the slow speed of speech couldn't help but sped up, and there was a trace of fear on his face:

"When the woman came to the old man's bed, she suddenly raised her hand and parted her hair, revealing her face. She was black and fat, like a wild boar in the mountains."

The little girl who said that widowers take advantage of her just now pursed her lips, thinking: How can there be a woman like a wild boar in the world, she is simply a ghost.

"After seeing the woman's face clearly, the old man Li was terrified and tried to escape, but was held down by the woman. She jumped onto the bed, hugged the old man's head tightly, and put his mouth on it."

Lu Li frowned with a strange expression.

And Dan Niang stuck tighter and tighter. If he hadn't noticed that her body was shaking, Lu Li would have even felt that the little lady was deliberately taking advantage of him.

Not far away, Su Xiaodie also turned pale.

The ancients were so careless?

It's just that when it comes to ghosts and gods, after restoring the details a little bit, it can be successfully substituted in...

Looking at the younger brother who recalled the past, his forehead was sweating, his lips were pale, and he was mostly sober from the wine.

I actually frightened myself like this, it seems that I really don't blame the few girls present for being frightened like this.

"Brother... I'm afraid..."

"it's okay no problem."

Lu Li smiled helplessly, turned slightly sideways, patted his junior brother on the shoulder, and said in relief:

"Jinling is the place where dragons prospered in this dynasty. The population has been at its peak since ancient times, and it was suppressed by the emperor's mausoleum. Which ghost wouldn't open its eyes? Dare to run into this place."

"Furthermore, there are so many guards on the boat, and the evil aura is so high that ordinary little ghosts can't avoid it."

After the words fell, Lu Li couldn't help laughing out loud.

Those guards also looked normal, they had naturally heard of ghosts and gods, but they were not afraid.

People fear ghosts three times, and ghosts fear people seven times.

The evil spirit accumulated by the pig butcher by killing livestock made the ghosts tremble when they saw it, not to mention the people in the army. These guards who protected the young master had beheaded countless heads and stayed overnight in the mass grave with their swordsmen. Nothing dared to jump out to disturb people's dreams.

Hearing what Lu Li said, the little junior brother also gradually came back to his senses, and said in one go:

"The woman stuffed her tongue into the old man's mouth. The old man said that there was something as cold as ice, which slowly flowed into his throat. He didn't want to swallow it, but he couldn't breathe like this. In the end, he couldn't hold it anymore. Swallow a little."

"It went on and on for a long time, and the old man felt that he was about to suffocate. The footsteps of the villagers were heard outside the door, and the woman let go and jumped into the wall in a hurry."

"Since then, Old Man Li has been so distended that he can't even eat a bite of food."

After finishing speaking, the little junior brother collapsed on the seat with a sense of relief.

Miss Xiaodie, who was in charge of taking care of him, had a complex complexion, and was also afraid of curiosity. She struggled for a moment and hesitated:

"What happened to the old man at the end?"

"nothing."

The little junior sighed and said: "Master said that he would leave a letter for him. He only needs to hang it at home, and he will be restored to his original state, and he will not encounter strange things in the future."

"The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all in the rucksack, and the old man doesn't need to pay for the paper, but he doesn't believe that there are such good things in the world. He scolded me and lied to him, saying that it was the New Year's Day, and those in the village who set up stalls to copy the couplets would have to pay for it." Five bucks."

Country fools don't know anything...

Lu Li sighed secretly, and became more and more curious about what Mr. Tiantai did in the end. There was a high probability that he left the calligraphy and left without saying anything.

"At the time of the dispute, another wild Taoist priest with no certificate came to the village entrance, saying that he had a way to save people, but he asked the old man to stew the egg-laying hen at home as a reward. Old man Li agreed without thinking about it. "

"About half an hour later, in front of dozens of people in the barren village, the wild Taoist ate the meat and drank the soup, and made a bowl of ginseng and reed soup for the old man in an unwashed pot. After drinking, he vomited a sticky puddle. It smells like egg white, and the strange disease will be cured."

That's the end of the story.

All the girls present breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Lu Li felt a sense of familiarity. He seemed to have read this story somewhere...

By the way, it's "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio"!

It's called "Origin"!

"I didn't expect this story to be related to Mr. Tiantai and the wild Taoist. The original text didn't mention it, let alone such a twist."

"Sure enough, this is a paradoxical world."