Chapter 685 Ghost Blows Out the Light

Everyone's reaction was as expected by Luoyang.

I remember that when I first saw that the paper man was actually alive, I was shocked.

Later, in the physical book that Luoyang bought, this plot was changed. The paper man was not resurrected. Hu Guohua's uncle was frightened to death by the paper man at that time. Although this change was made to suit the publication, it still made Luoyang feel disappointment.

"Luo Da, continue on. How is this paper man doing?"

Mai Yingjie was extremely obsessed with the story itself, so he didn't feel scared at all.

Although the crew members were a little frightened, the fire and the fact that there were so many people made them more courageous. They all urged Luo Yang to continue telling the story, as if they were not afraid at all of the story Luo Yang told.

In psychology, this is called self-deception.

Just like someone would laugh when watching a ghost movie, in fact, this just means that he is afraid.

Luoyang didn't expose it and continued: "My uncle was drunk, so Hu Guohua borrowed a donkey cart to take his uncle home. However, thinking of the paper man, he didn't dare to go home for a while, so he went to play in Fireworks Willow Alley. After spending the whole night, I went home in fear the next day.”

Mai Yingjie changed his posture to listen to the story, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

[When Hu Guohua got home, he saw the white paper man covered with a quilt, lying motionless on his bed. Hu Guohua was worried that the paper man would become a real person again, so he took the white paper man into the yard, took out the fire folding book, and planned to burn it. A clean one.

At this time, the paper man suddenly started to curse.

You are a heartless person. I helped you with good intentions, but you wanted to burn me. I feel pity for you. In the middle of the night, the white paper man continued, "Although you eat, drink, whore and gamble, you are not a bad person. I want to marry you." You, are you willing?

Hu Guohua was naturally unwilling and shook his head desperately.

The white paper man finally said helplessly, if you are really too poor to survive, you can come to me in the deserted grave in Shisanlipu. In the middle of the cemetery is a lonely grave without a tombstone. , the coffin inside is where my body is. There are a lot of gold, silver and jewelry in the coffin. As long as you dare to come, you can use those properties for free. After saying that, the white paper man became motionless. Hu Guohua took courage and clicked. The fire burned the white paper man into ashes...]

The white paper man was burned, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi Bai, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked: "Did Hu Guohua go to the barren grave in Sanlipu in the end?"

Luoyang said: "Later, there were several times when Hu Guohua was so poor that he had no choice but to want to dig a grave in Sanlipu, but he resisted in the end. As for his uncle, he was finally angry because of the White Paper Man. dead."

"Then if you don't go robbing tombs, what do you mean by robbing tombs?"

Mai Yingjie opened his mouth to nibble on a roasted and slightly burnt leg of lamb, and said vaguely.

Everyone was so absorbed in listening to the story that they forgot to stir it, causing the roasted whole lamb to be slightly burnt. Now that they had regained consciousness, they began to eat, but the story of the man with a white paper that Luoyang just told was still in everyone's mind. lingering in my mind.

Luoyang took a sip of the fishy-smelling kumiss and continued: "Then I will continue."

Everyone responded one after another and concentrated their energy with great interest. They all looked at Luoyang with admiration, thinking that Luoyang was worthy of being a literati. It was just that he was good at writing books. Even the stories were told with just opening his mouth, and they were also wonderful. People want to stop.

[Hu Guohua’s uncle is dead, and no one is willing to lend money to a rotten person like Hu Guohua.

So Hu Guohua sold the last pair of sandalwood boxes in his home for two silver dollars. This box was his mother's dowry. He always wanted to keep it as a memory, but was reluctant to pawn it. But when I got addicted to smoking, I couldn’t care less about it. I used the two yuan to buy a small piece of Fushou ointment. When I got home, I couldn’t wait to light up the cigarette and fell on the bed. I took two strong puffs and my body felt as light as before. Cloud.

After coming back to his senses for a moment, Hu Guohua suddenly found something black lying on his broken bed.

After taking a closer look, it turned out that there was a big mouse lying on the corner of the bed. This mouse must be much older, its beard has turned white, and it is about the same size as a cat. It is smoking the smoke from Hu Guohua's pipe next to it, as if It also knows the benefits of this longevity ointment, sniffing its nose and enjoying it greedily. 】

"Pfft, a mouse as big as a cat, and this mouse actually likes to smoke..."

Li Tianyin was the first to couldn't help but laugh, and then quickly covered his mouth.

Everyone couldn't help but smile. The smoking rat looked greedy and enjoying himself. This humorous story told from Luoyang's mouth diluted the scary atmosphere for a while.

Luoyang also smiled.

"After going back and forth, Hu Guohua and the mouse actually became sympathetic to each other. One person and the other mouse always liked to smoke big cigarettes together. Unfortunately, Hu Guohua didn't have the money to smoke big cigarettes. The night he told the big mouse about it, the mouse took it out of his mouth. I came back with a silver dollar and put it next to Hu Guohua’s pillow.”

"Hahaha, this rat went out to steal money?"

"It's really hard for one person and one mouse to smoke a big cigarette."

"Hu Guohua is also interesting. He even complains about life to rats at every turn."

When they heard this story, a group of people in the crew couldn't help but discuss it. Finally, Mai Yingjie, who was eager to know the next part, said: "Luo Da, what's next in the story? There must be something unexpected, right?" "

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Luoyang.

Luoyang nodded and said: "There was a man named Wang Ergangzi who saw Hu Guohua smoking opium every day and had a bad idea. He sneaked into Hu Guohua's house when Hu Guohua was not at home. Suddenly, he found a big rat sleeping on the bed. He caught the rat and threw it into a pot of water boiling on the stove and burned it to death."

Dai Shanshan couldn't help but said: "This Wang Ergangzi is really hateful!"

Everyone nodded, with a lot of indignation, and then Luoyang ended the first story of "Ghost Blowing Light":

"Hu Guohua treated the rat as a brother, and was naturally furious when his brother was scalded to death. He looked at Wang Ergangzi with a knife, but Wang Ergangzi ran away. The incident became serious. Just when Hu Guohua was about to be arrested and sent to jail, a big shot thought that Hu Guohua was grateful and took him in as his subordinate. "

"There should be more to come. We haven't talked about tomb robbing yet!"

"Luo Da, why don't you tell me more? This story is so interesting."

"Hu Guohua will probably go to rob tombs sooner or later. There is a lot of money in the tomb of the white paper man. Luo Da, please tell me more."

Luoyang looked down at the time, stood up and stretched, saying, "It's getting late. We still have to work tomorrow. You should rest early. If you still want to continue listening, work hard tomorrow. I will continue later."

Everyone stood up reluctantly.

After all, Luoyang was the No.1 in the crew. No one dared to disobey him. When everyone packed up their things and prepared to go to their residence to sleep, Li Tianyin suddenly asked, "Luo Da, what is the name of this story?"

Luoyang smiled and said, "Ghost Blowing the Light."