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The matter of the house was finally finalized. Xiao Yunqing hurried in and out, sorted out the waste tiles, climbed up and repaired the leaky roof, swept away the sundries on the well head, fetched water and wiped the furnishings of the main house, finally in the dark Before that, get the main house out.

He came out and said to Jin Zhu, who was standing leisurely in the yard with his hands behind his back, admiring the sunset in the sky: "The water is ready, I've made tea for you, come in and drink."

The benefactor didn't move, but turned to look at him with a smile, "Yu Yu, do you think we look like a young couple now?"

Xiao Yunqing just wanted to deny it, but when he thought about it carefully, it wasn't that they had done everything that other young couples did, and they couldn't refute it for a while, so they had to go past Ling Wuye to throw away the trash that had been cleaned up.

Ling Wuye walked into the house and said behind him: "Go in early when you are done with your work. I just heard people outside the door say that this house seems to have been haunted before. You are not afraid of this the most."

Xiao Yunqing stopped suddenly, turned around slightly startled: "That house seller..."

"Well, he is in a hurry to get rid of it. 30 taels is considered a high price for me, and 20 taels will probably be sold by him."

Ling Wuye looked at him with a smile: "Don't you want to know why this place became a haunted house? Come in and I'll tell you a story."

It was only then that Xiao Yunqing realized that although he looked like an idler standing in the yard, he had heard the words of the passers-by outside clearly, and he already had a good understanding of the environment where the two of them were and even more things.

At night, a lamp was lit in the main house, and the light was dim, reflecting two half-dark faces, surrounded by tea mist, making the surroundings even more ethereal.

"It is rumored that the owner of this house was originally born in a wealthy family. He fell in love with a woman, but was opposed by the family, so he decided to abandon everything and take his wife away. Afterwards, he settled here and soon had a daughter." Ling Wuye was drinking tea, his deep and slow voice was very clear in the gloomy room.

Xiao Yunqing thought to himself, what kind of fate is it with "elopement", ever since Ye Que opened the crow's mouth, saying that he eloped with Ling Wuye, he has been entangled with these two words frequently, the second house dealer said It's fine that they are a pair of elopements, and even buying a house randomly is left by the elopements.

Ling Wuye continued: "Unexpectedly, as the daughter grows up day by day, this person feels more and more that the child does not look like him, but rather resembles a down-and-out scholar in the town, so he asked wife."

"The wife felt wronged. Every time she was questioned, she burst into tears and scolded her husband for forgetting what she had done. It turned out that the wife also gave up her status as a rich daughter for love."

"Every time the husband saw her like this, he couldn't continue to quarrel. When their daughter was fifteen or sixteen years old, he looked less and less like her. Finally, he couldn't help but followed his wife one night, and he saw her go. The scholar’s ​​house. The husband was hit hard at the moment, thinking that he gave up his family and wealth for his wife. In the end, it was a betrayal. He couldn’t bear it, so he committed suicide by throwing himself into the well. By the way, it’s the well you drew water from today.”

Xiao Yunqing's hand holding the cup tightened, and then loosened it pretending to be calm. Ling Wuye watched his reaction, and said calmly: "The wife saw that the husband threw himself into the well, and all thoughts were lost in her heart, so she also jumped down."

Xiao Yunqing: "..."

"It turns out that their daughter is indeed the two of them. The husband and wife were originally wealthy people. When they eloped, they severed ties with their families. After elopement, the husband gradually regretted living a simple life. He naturally knew that the child was My own, and I know very well that there are many children in the world who are not like their parents, but they just use words to irritate their wives on purpose, so that they can say the words of leaving first, so that I won’t get the reputation of breaking my vows first.”

"Unexpectedly, his wife loved him unswervingly, even if she was angry and shed tears, she refused to leave. Perhaps it was because she was discouraged at the end that the wife begged the scholar to act in this scene, fulfilling her husband's wish, and taking on the responsibility of the first. The name of betrayal, but when the husband saw it, he couldn't accept it for a while and ended up on his own. After the couple died, the daughter jumped into the well not long after, and the family was reunited in the well."

Xiao Yunqing's hand holding the cup became more and more uneasy, and after a while he said: "How about, let's stop drinking this tea."

Ling Wuye picked up the teacup, took a breath and said, "It's just a rumor from many years ago, don't take it seriously."

After all, he was going to drink it, Xiao Yunqing didn't expect that he usually had a mouth full of pampering, and now he just made up with it, remembering that the well water soaked dead people, even the table he wiped with water felt unclean, and even more so. Not to mention drinking, he got up and wanted to grab it, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at the yard outside the door, and stopped suddenly.

Standing silently beside the well was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, dressed in floral clothes and with two big braids, her face was round and cute, she was so fair in the dark night that she was not like ordinary people, she looked at this side and smiled idiotically. .

Xiao Yunqing had always been shadowed by ghosts, and he froze there without moving. Seeing his state, Ling Wuye also turned his head.

At this time, the girl suddenly started to move, walking towards the main house, her steps were soft and silent, just like the female ghost.