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Chen Ajiao nodded, expressing that it was indeed so.

But Zuo Feng frowned slightly: "About the legend of the bamboo forest, although my master uncle who escaped didn't mention the purple mist, he did leave a little story behind."

Jiang Xinyue held her little face and asked curiously: "Small stories? Your uncle can tell little stories?"

Zuo Feng smiled faintly, "That happened 200 years ago, and I also learned about it from the school's books."

"After my great uncle escaped, he became crazy not long after. He always told some strange stories, and even some small stories were spread to the people."

Next, Zuo Feng told a little story his master uncle once told:
Once upon a time, there was a scholar who was going to a certain place, but on the way he heard that there was a temple haunted by female ghosts on the road after all, men went in, and no one came out safely.

The scholar thought, I was born in a well-to-do family, and my parents had already planned everything. No, this time, I was ordered by my parents to light the lamp and cook oil every day to go to a bigger town to see the world. I was so bored.Usually, due to various family rules and etiquette, I would not dare to flirt or play with beautiful girls. Now I am away from home and no one controls me. This kind of opportunity to be a suspenseful, thrilling, pornographic actor is not something you can have if you want it. , why not take the opportunity to experience it.

The scholar resolutely refunded the deposit of the small inn, and went straight to the small dilapidated temple in the bamboo forest.

Sure enough, the temple in the depths of the dark bamboo forest was deathly quiet.The small wind whistling makes people feel chills in the back, it is a gloomy place, it is indeed a good place for female ghosts to gather.

In the evening, the scholar lit a candle and pretended to read a book of the essence of ancient poems while thinking about how beautiful the female ghost my buddy met today was.

When it was almost midnight, the door opened with a "squeak", and a strange fragrant wind blew in, as if someone had come in, but there was no sound of footsteps.The scholar's heart was pounding, and he pretended to be calm and continued to bury his head in the book, but he faintly felt that he was being watched.Peeping under the table, I only saw the corner of a skirt, and looked at the ground, there was no shadow, it was indeed a female ghost.

The scholar suppressed the excitement in his heart, pretending to be thinking hard about a certain problem, as if he looked up inadvertently, and saw the legendary female ghost.

Ah, this female ghost looks neither surprised nor frightened.She was actually smiling like a little girl next door.

The scholar was so disappointed that he blurted out: "It turns out that there are also female ghosts who look average."

The female ghost was not annoyed, and replied eloquently: "What's so strange? There are some scholars who are ignorant, and they are still here thinking about love affairs if they don't bury their heads in studying sage books?"

When the scholar heard this, he was both angry and funny. What the female ghost said was so reasonable that he was speechless.

But he was still not reconciled, he traveled over mountains and mountains to this little dilapidated temple just for the sake of an affair, and meeting such a little lolita couldn't appease his trembling spring heart at all.

The scholar taught him a lesson, "Sister, since you have become female ghosts, you can change as you want, why don't you turn yourself into a beautiful woman? We women in the world even spend a lot of money to be more beautiful. You have a good background, why do you give up on yourself, you don’t even use rouge and gouache, look at your little freckles...how can you seduce a man with your appearance? If you don’t seduce a man, how can you absorb the yang energy and live happily What about being a female ghost?"

The female ghost said with a smile, "Is it possible to seduce you by becoming a beautiful woman? That's easy. Tell me, what do you want to become?"

After hearing this, the scholar asked curiously, "You can become whatever you want?"

The female ghost said: "Well, I can change all the beauties from ancient and modern China and abroad. You can choose different types of beauties, and I will become them to accompany you, okay?"

The scholar was overjoyed.Originally, I only wanted to have a good night with the beautiful ghost, but I accidentally came with a luxury package, all kinds of beauties can be chosen at will, luck is also a bit better, it is really cool.

The female ghost looked at him dotingly, and said angrily, "Look how beautiful you are. I have conditions."

Only then did the scholar wake up like a dream, remembering that this is a female ghost, not a female Bodhisattva.Can there be a free lunch in the world?So he regarded death as home and said solemnly: "Do you eat the heart or the liver, suck the blood or the brain, remove the arms or the thighs? As the saying goes, if you die under the skirt of a pomegranate, even being a ghost is a breeze. I admit it, buddy."

The female ghost laughed loudly and said, "Hey, who wants to eat those disgusting things? My condition is that I can become a beautiful woman only at night. During the day, you have to take this plain-looking me to visit the real Beautiful scenery, eat the best food there. Can you?"

The scholar thought, this is not bad.As long as you are accompanied by a beautiful woman at night, it's okay to be a third companion during the day in the spring and night. Besides, although this girl is plain and tasteless, and you can't find it among the crowd, she is also kind and straightforward, not annoying. .Immediately patted his chest and said boldly: "You have found the right person! Scholar, I don't like sage books, but I am proficient in eating, drinking and playing, and I am known as a family of life."

The female ghost and the scholar reached an agreement, walked out of the ruined temple together, and descended the mountain.

The female ghost is afraid of the sun and is invisible under sunlight and lights.The scholar always carries an umbrella when he goes out. No matter the sky is clear or the rain is pouring, he always holds an umbrella for the invisible female ghost next to him.When you go to restaurants, food stalls, high-end restaurants, and gourmet shops to eat, order two servings, eat one for yourself, and tell the air that you also have one.When talking with the female ghost about food and beauty, others seem to be talking to themselves.When taking pictures, he was obviously holding a little girl, but it looked like a person was posing awkwardly.The scholar received strange looks and was regarded as a fool, a nympho, or a psychopath.

But the scholar is not a well-behaved person, and the scholar doesn't care about such embarrassment at all.The trip with the female ghost has become more and more tacit, Xiao Nizi tidied his clothes, wiped his sweat, handed tissues and so on, the small details were done naturally, as sweet as a young couple.

The little female ghost has a bit of a hot temper. It was too hot, too tired or too crowded during the journey. The food was not as delicious as expected. Unofficial history anecdote, I immediately obediently obeyed, looked at the scholar with adoring eyes, and made the eloquent scholar feel that he was very knowledgeable, and the guilt caused by reading random books was replaced by an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.

Hearing this, Qin Fan couldn't help feeling a little dizzy. This Zuo Feng didn't have the ability to organize language at all, and his story was messed up and not attractive at all.

But even so, Qin Fan could only listen patiently to Zuo Feng's speech.