[Comprehensive] Don't be afraid, I'm a ghost

When Ding Zizhan stepped into the bathtub, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He couldn't help but feel that his hand touched his heart, and there seemed to be something moving there, but he didn't know what was going on.

Curly white smoke came out of the hot water in the tub, creating a white mist in front of my eyes.

Ding Zizhan wiped his face, and the water splashed when he turned it around. He looked around, but there was no one here.

It's just that he still feels uneasy, as if someone is staring at him.

Mu Xiaomu was amazed by Ding Zizhan's intuition, covered his eyes with both hands, and listened to the movement in his ear.

It's not good to raise the soul in a man's body. It's inconvenient for him to stare at him while he's taking a bath.

Quietly showing a finger, Mu Xiaomu was really curious, wanted to see but felt embarrassed, and his cheeks suddenly became hot.

As time passed, Ding Zizhan was restless in the bathtub.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the water on his body several times indiscriminately, got up immediately, picked up his clothes in a hurry and put them on.

Shumo outside heard the movement, stood in front of the screen and asked, "Master?"

Ding Zizhan said: "Remove."

I rubbed the book in and saw that none of the bathing things placed next to me had been touched, the water was still hot, and it wasn't even half a cup of tea, so why did I get up?

"Is the young master not feeling well?"

Ding Zizhan shook his head: "Remove the things, I want to go out for a walk without anyone following me."

After all, he didn't need to be served by the book mill, he tidied up his clothes and slowly walked out of the door.

The wind blows cool at night, and the moonlight is brighter than the previous few days.

Ding Zizhan lives in an independent small courtyard, which is relatively close to the old lady's main hall, separated by a row of rock gardens.

Walking through the corridor and walking to the middle of the courtyard, Ding Zizhan took a deep breath, feeling indescribably comfortable all over his body.

Stretching out his hand to catch the Tsinghua moonlight, he was slightly dazed, this moonlight was more intimate than before.

After standing for a while, Ding Zizhan went to sit on the stone bench under the peach tree next to him. Shumo was afraid that it would be cold at night, so he tied a cushion on the stone bench.

Although Ding Zizhan couldn't see Mu Xiaomu in front of him, he felt that the other party would never leave his side.

However, after he said so much, he just couldn't see the other party coming out to answer.

How can you think of a way to lure the other party out.

"My lord, you are in good health, don't stay outside for too long, too much cold wind is not good for your health."

The book grinds over and persuades carefully.

Seeing how worried he was, Ding Zizhan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I feel much better. Shumo, sit down, I have something to ask you."

Where did Shumo sit down? Ding Zizhan didn't insist on it, so he said, "Have you heard any stories about ghosts and ghosts? How credible are the words passed down by the people in the countryside?"

When Shumo saw him asking this, he immediately became interested, stopped standing, ran directly to Ding Zizhan, sat down on the stone bench, and said excitedly: "My lord, you also heard about it?"

"What?" Ding Zizhan didn't know why.

Shumo explained: "There are rumors in the restaurants and teahouses in the capital that Wang Sheng had too much wine with his friends that night and rescued a beautiful woman on the way back alone. Unexpectedly, the next day the general took people there, and there I found you, son, and the body of his first wife, Mrs. Qian. Isn't that strange?"

Yeah, it's just weird.

Shumo continued: "Everyone guesses that the beautiful woman is the ghost of Qian Shi. One of them avenges herself, and the other is that she also saved the young master and made meritorious deeds. When she went back to the underworld, Master Yan thought that she had not made any mistakes, and that she was still alive." Saved the young master of the General’s Mansion, with a swipe of a pen, let her have a good pregnancy in the next life.”

This wish is so beautiful.

Listening to Shumo's words, Ding Zizhan thought that Qian Shi didn't leave, but actually relied on him. He couldn't figure out the reason for this for the time being.And this matter should not be publicized, if Shumo knew, he would be frightened.

Ding Zizhan felt that Mu Xiaomu had no ill intentions towards him, but he didn't know why he would stay by his side.He could only find an excuse for her in his heart, reckoning that Wang Sheng was not dead yet, so he was unwilling to leave, and he was only willing to see him being punished with his own eyes.

Therefore, Ding Zizhan made up his mind, finished his meal early the next morning, took the book mill and left the general's mansion, and went to the prison to see Wang Sheng's situation at this time.

Both the third prince and the Princess had given up on him, but the Princess thought that the two would be a good husband and wife, so she still sent someone to bring him food and drinks before he died, and it was only her own wish.

Shumo said a few words to the prison guards, and then handed over the prepared purse.

The leader of the prison guard was a black and thin man with a mustache. He smiled obscenely. Holding the purse, he felt that it was quite heavy, so he immediately bowed and welcomed Ding Zizhan inside.

"Young Master, it's good to watch from the outside. This Wang Sheng is a murderer with a very vicious heart. The younger one is guarding outside. If you have any orders, you can just call me."

Said and went out.

The cell was full of dampness, weeds were spread on the ground, and a rotten smell wafted in the air.

Shumo covered his nose and said in a low voice, "What are you doing here, sir, it's so dirty."

Ding Zizhan didn't answer him, and walked to the prison where Wang Sheng was held, and saw him with disheveled hair, wearing a prison uniform, with shackles on his hands and feet, slumped in the corner of the cell.

Seeing Ding Zizhan approaching, Wang Sheng was furious immediately, the iron chain rattled, stood up and wanted to rush forward.

Ding Zizhan stood still, knowing that he couldn't touch him.

He also despises the fact that Wang Sheng stopped his wife and remarried, fearing that the matter would be revealed and poisoned his original wife.But he was not familiar with Wang Sheng, so he couldn't express any other emotions except contempt.

"You wronged me, what grudge do I have against you?"

Wang Sheng was not reconciled.

He didn't know Ding Zizhan at all, but in the end he was ruined by Ding Zizhan.

Ding Zizhan didn't look at Wang Sheng's crazy appearance, but said to the air in front of him: "Wang Sheng has been sent to death row, and he will be executed in three days. You have avenged your revenge, why don't you leave?"

Mu Xiaomu listened to his serious questions, feeling uncomfortable.

I've never seen such a sensitive person. She just wants to rest for a while, find a better body and leave, but this guy obviously doesn't like people, no, there are ghosts by her side, so what should she do?

Seeing that he ignored him and said some inexplicable words into the air, Wang Sheng went mad with anger.

Those gentlemen in the past are all gone, grasping the pillars of the prison door with both hands and shaking them vigorously, loose hair fluttering back and forth, not washed for many days, his face is haggard, no different from any shriveled prisoner here .

Falling from heaven to hell, the hatred in Wang Sheng's heart can be imagined.

Shumo was taken aback by his madness, took a step back carefully, and looked at Ding Zizhan: "My lord, this man is crazy and dangerous, let's go back."

Moreover, when he saw the young master talking to himself in the air just now, as if possessed by a demon, he was worried and afraid.

Ding Zizhan gave him a reassuring look, turned around, this time his eyes fell on Wang Sheng, and said lightly: "Mr. Qian asked me to come and see your miserable ending, knowing that you are not good, she is happy in her heart. "

What?

Mu Xiaomu stared dumbfounded at everything in front of him. Ding Zizhan has transformed from a beautiful boy into a dark-bellied terror. Isn't he afraid of scaring Wang Sheng to death?

However, Ding Zizhan didn't care about what was in her heart, as if he couldn't see Wang Sheng's ghostly expression, he continued to smile and said: "I think you are a husband and wife after all, now that you are going to die, there must be a lot of things you want to say to her , I brought her to meet you. Now, she is standing behind you now."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin and motioned Wang Sheng to look behind him.

Wang Sheng stared at Ding Zizhan with wide eyes, as if he had been thrown into icy water, his whole body was shivering from the cold, his pores stood upside down, his body was stiff and he did not dare to move.

From the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a black shadow, which made him dodge aside in fright, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

The cell was empty and there was no shadow of anything.

"Oh, Mrs. Qian is angry. She wanted to touch you just now, but you fell down. She was helping you, her hand was in front of you, but it was bloody. She left a lot of blood before she died. You don't even wipe her off."

Ding Zizhan seemed to be saying that the weather was so good, his face showed no signs of embarrassment, and his calm demeanor stunned the Shumo beside him.

"Don't come, don't come, go away, go away!"

Wang Sheng wailed, stumbled to his feet, and rolled around the small cell.

"Frightened stupid?"

Shumo looked at Wang Sheng in disbelief, then looked at Ding Zizhan: "Master?"

Shumo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, speaking with difficulty.

Ding Zizhan's beautiful eyes darkened slightly, he turned around and said, "Mr. Qian wants to have a good talk with Wang Sheng, let's go first. Wait for them to finish talking."

After saying that, he walked away, Shumo looked back at Wang Sheng who was howling in fear, and then looked at this gloomy cell, only to feel that there was a pair of eyes hidden somewhere, staring at them.

Shumo quickly followed Ding Zizhan's pace and left Wang Shengda's cell.

"My lord, were you scaring him just now?"

However, this method of intimidation is too terrible.

Ding Zizhan smiled slightly: "No, there are really ghosts."

Aww, son, don't scare me!

The book shook his body.

"what!"

There was another scream, and this time Wang Sheng howled with all his strength, as if it was something more terrifying than what he saw just now.

Hearing Wang Sheng's miserable cry, Ding Zizhan's tightly pursed lips revealed his uneasy heart at the moment.

He had said so many words just now, but he didn't see any strange things happen, but Wang Sheng's fear at this moment was obviously different from the horror he created with words just now.

It seems that his leaving gave the other party a chance to punish Wang Sheng justifiably. This ghost is probably not shallow.