Anecdote

My name is Meng Zhi, I am sixteen years old, and I live in the north of Wenjin.Obtuse since childhood, he went to the exam several times and failed.When I have nothing to do, I like to search for ancient books, so I open a bookstore.During the year, there are spring peach blossoms and summer lotus ponds; also every autumn chrysanthemums are blooming, winter snow is slightly white, knotting poetry meetings, and making friends with literati.

I only think about one thing: my ancestors were fond of traveling, and had a collection of thousands of books, most of which were anecdotes from various places.There is an author of "Small Collection of Strange Events", written by my □□father, who is well-known outside, and the ancient edition is kept in the ancestral house.However, due to family training, I could not return for many years.Now that my parents are both dead, I helped the spirit to the area around Chuzhuang and Weihe River. Seeing the quietness of the small building, I dared not enter, and sighed all day long.

I don't realize that after the age, I will be weak. I still remember the admonition, if it is not the night of my birthday, I can't enter the old house.It was night, the breeze was blowing, the water in the small pond in the garden was slightly rippling, and the shadows of the trees were dancing around the pond.There is a pavilion in the middle, which is called drunk poetry. I sit in it and drink alone facing the moon, so that I can enjoy myself leisurely.At the third watch, I was half drunk, adjusted my clothes a little, and went to the small building.

When I first entered, I saw dust everywhere, only the bookcases lined up, clean as new.Suspicious, he went up the steps with a lamp, his eyes were full of books, and he was amazed again and again.On the top floor, there is a small study room. When the curtain is opened, you can see the bamboo table, on which there is an ancient ink Yaoqin, and there is a lotus incense. It is afraid that hundreds of volumes and thousands of volumes will be attacked by insects. "It's strange! I hold the key, and the servant can't enter. Who can live here? Could it be that the wild fox and the ghost are also easy to read, and come uninvited?" The doubts were still there, and a few steps forward, there was a book on the Linglong shelf. , the cover is yellowed, it seems ordinary, but it is bound by a red thread, I don't know the name.I thought it was strange, but it turned out to be a strange thing in the ancient version.However, there are no words in it, and the pages are empty.

"Hey! Who is making a fool of yourself!" My heart was filled with anger and grief, and I beat my chest and stamped my feet.

Even so, even though it is a wordless book, I still regard it as a treasure, fearing that there is a mystery in it.It's a pity that I am a mediocre person. I can't get it all night without sleep. It's just a long sigh.

After a few days, I returned to Wenjin with the book, and I wanted to ask the old scholars to have a look, but the wordless book disappeared, so I gave up.The next day I saw it on the table again, which shocked me. "If there are demons and ghosts blocking each other, you should not be reckless." Then he calmed down and watched the changes, and then made plans later.

It was the end of autumn, one night, the wind was bright and the moon was white, so I went to the garden to enjoy the chrysanthemums on a whim.A new ten-foot-long bead curtain, like the moonlight pouring down, is white and pleasant.I rejoiced, and murmured: "The west wind brings autumn coolness, and the bead curtains are in full glory. The courtyard is full of steps, and it is suspected that it is the moon river." Not long after, the wordless book on the few books was moved by the wind, and several sentences appeared: "Lazy Sitting in the autumn pavilion at night, the garden chrysanthemums bloom late. I am happy to share with you, and the west wind is not cold." The ink marks are still wet, and the writing is clear and beautiful.

I was shocked. I took it out and took a closer look. It was really good. "That's right, there are so many anecdotes and anecdotes in father's book. Back then, I used it as a storybook to talk about and laugh at, and I didn't believe it all. How can I expect ghosts to write poems and essays today? It's very good, very good..." He thought to himself again : "Whoever writes this poem must be handsome and talented."

After a while, the handwriting gradually disappeared, and it was still a wordless book.

However, my heart is happy and I can't help myself.

Since then, I have often sat and talked with Wuzishu under the lamp, without hearing human voices, but smelling the fragrance of ink.The longer we have known each other, the more I regard him as my confidant, and I said to myself: "It's a pity that I don't know your face, but only his name. It's really a pity."

Those who hide in wordless books are also big monsters.His name is Changhua, he left the mountains and forests for marriage a few lifetimes ago, and made good friends with my □□father.In response to Jie's serious injury, I had no choice but to borrow the power of my father's pen to leave a book to sleep for a long time, and now I wake it up.Hearing this, Changhua wrote: "This matter is easy. Once I find someone who is destined, I can get out of the book and show myself."

I was at a loss for words for a while, I don't know why I was full of panic, sour and bitter.After a long time, Fang said: "People who are destined...where can I get them?"

"The destiny is fixed, I will wait for it safely." After speaking, he will not come back.

I closed the book and thought about it for half a day, only to feel mixed feelings in my heart, and I was miserable and at a loss.At that time, the cold rain came suddenly, and the flowers and trees in the garden were wet;

Can't sleep all night.

Another half a month later, an iceman came to the door, saying that the good daughter of the Gu family in the city was waiting to be married, and wanted a good son-in-law.I declined again and again, but the ice man smiled and said: "The age is the same, the family should be right. Missing such a good marriage in a lifetime is not like looking for another village when the willows are dark and the flowers are bright." Iceman bun: "Ouch! What a weird thing!"

I suddenly felt sober, and said: "How can we make a decision on marriage in a few words. I only want to have a confidant. Keeping the solitude at this time is far better than being angry in the future." thing.

It's night, the winter snow is like catkins, and the green eaves are dyed white, which is very cute.I hesitated again and again, took the wordless book, and called out, "Is Brother Changhua here?"

"exist."

"..."

"What's the matter?"

Hearing this, I panicked for a moment and almost knocked over the inkstone.However, the words reached my throat, and I couldn't help vomit: "If, if the destined person has already married and had children, what should Brother Changhua do?"

The pages of the book were turned, and the handwriting was obvious: "Whoever is destined to be married to me, never marry."

"Why are you so arbitrary?"

no answer.

I was afraid that he would get angry, so I quickly explained: "Yes, I was meddling in my own business. I expected it to be cold and bored tonight, so I made this statement. I hope Brother Changhua will forgive me." Before I finished speaking, the handwriting changed: "How can you know?" fall in love with others?"

"Although I am young, I know how to be devoted!" I blurted out, half-paid, with hot cheeks, "But I have not, and I have no lover."

"really?"

"When..." I couldn't answer.

Not long after, I suddenly heard people's words, not the ink marks on the book, but in my ears: "You are young, but you tell lies. You are so naughty, I need you to do something about it." Before I finished speaking, there was a strong wind in the room, and the scroll rolled From the wordless book.I was shocked, and took a few steps back, and the pages of the book turned into white butterflies, dancing gracefully, and gathered in front of me again, showing a human shape.As soon as I calmed down, I saw a man in white, with a beautiful appearance, who called me with a smile: "I have an agreement with your father, and I will marry you only when you are weak. Already."

I stood there for half the salary, and then suddenly said: "You, you have thought about it for a long time, and you have deceived me with your words!"

Changhua chuckled a few times, regardless of my grievances, came forward and embraced me.I struggled with all my strength, but I couldn't get rid of it, and my lips and tongue were stuck, and my emotions were lost.Unconsciously, I have entered the account together, and I haven't tasted the taste of love yet, so I am very frightened, but Changhua's generous deeds are very gentle.

It's such a joy, it's really... I can't finish it.

well!I know I am stupid, and I am deceived by Changhua, but I am still not angry, but ecstatic.In the warm spring of the coming year, when the two of us get married, there will be no word books.