Chapter Fifteen: The Suffering of the Scholar and the Evil Ghost
The waiter in the teahouse was very discerning. After Chen Changsheng sat down, he immediately went up to ask. After getting the answer, he served Chen Changsheng tea.
Old man Zhang thought about the time and said, "Mr. Chen seems to have arrived a few days earlier than in previous years."
When Chen Changsheng heard this, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and he asked: "Really?"
Old man Zhang nodded and said, "It's more than half a month early."
At first, Chen Changsheng was still doubting whether his feeling was wrong, but now that he received Old Man Zhang's accurate answer, it felt as if a big stone had fallen to the ground in his heart.
Cultivation of immortality can really eliminate the effects of curses.
Old man Zhang was a little puzzled when he saw his husband smiling, so he asked, "Sir, he seems very happy?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "I'm happy."
Seeing Chen Changsheng's answer, Old Man Zhang knew that he couldn't ask any more questions.
He wanted to say something else, but he didn't know what to say. In fact, although he and Mr. Chen had known each other for many years, they were still a little unfamiliar.
Chen Changsheng asked: "Is your leg feeling better?"
After hearing this, Old Man Zhang said: "No, it's getting worse every year. When the weather gets cold, it hurts so much."
"I remember the last time we met, it wasn't this serious."
"The last time was two or three years ago."
Old Man Zhang said with a smile: "As people get older, they tend to get sick. Sir, I am not old, so I don't feel this helplessness. Now, I just hope that Xiaoliu can take over the business of the tavern as soon as possible, so that I can go there with peace of mind."
Chen Changsheng paused when he heard this and asked, "I remember you were on guard at the beginning."
Old Man Zhang said: "After last time, I asked Xiao Liu to enter the ancestral hall. After kowtowing three times and offering incense to the ancestor, he took my surname. After thinking about it, I still feel that letting go is much more comfortable than holding on to it all the time.
."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng was very pleased and said, "You have really opened your eyes."
Old man Zhang smiled and said: "They are all people whose legs have not been immersed in the loess."
His smile was bitter, but he seemed to be somewhat calm.
Old Man Zhang paused for a moment and then said: "Speaking of this, I would like to ask you something, sir."
"Begging me?"
Chen Changsheng was surprised when he heard this and said, "You said, as long as it's something I can do."
Old man Zhang spoke bluntly and said: "Now I am seventy-three, my body and bones are getting worse every year, and I have more and more diseases. Therefore, I want to ask my husband to calculate for me how many years I have left."
live."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at Old Man Zhang's Tianmen.
Between Old Man Zhang's brows, there is a faint cloud of Qi. Now there is not much left of that Qi. When it completely fades away, it will be the day of Old Man Zhang's death.
"Are you so curious about when you will die?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Old Man Zhang said: "It's something I've always wanted to ask, but I just didn't dare to ask before."
"The older you get, the more courageous you become."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and sighed, and said, "But I don't know if you ask me. Chen has said before that he doesn't know how to tell fortunes."
He could actually see it.
The anger between Old Man Zhang's brows is already very weak, and he probably won't be able to survive the time when he comes again.
"Is this so..."
Old Man Zhang did not continue to ask about this matter, but shut his mouth very wisely.
Chen Changsheng turned his attention to the storyteller on the stage.
"Crack."
With that striking shot, the storyteller slowly spoke.
"It is said that the daughter of the Wen family was brutally humiliated, but was framed by someone with malicious intentions, so that the whole family was beaten to death in their own courtyard..."
Chen Changsheng asked: "What story is this?"
Old man Zhang explained: "It's an old story. Back then, there was a young man from the Gao family in Yonglufang who was a well-known dandy. He started misbehaving in the local government just because his sister was married to a high-ranking official in Beijing. At that time, Anning County's
The county magistrate also kept letting the young master of the Gao family go free because of his brother-in-law's face..."
"Is this a true story?" Chen Changsheng asked blankly.
Old man Zhang said: "What the storyteller said is not entirely true. Naturally, some of it has been changed."
"What happened next?" Chen Changsheng asked.
"The young master of the Gao family has fallen in love with the daughter of our old man Wen. Old man Wen's family is in the cake business and has no one to rely on. Naturally, he can't defeat Mr. Gao. The county magistrate and Fang Zheng can't control the daughter of the Wen family.
Naturally, I fell into the hands of Mr. Gao. I never thought that the next day, the Wen family daughter could not bear the humiliation, so she escaped overnight and reported herself to the official."
"Unexpectedly, on the way to the Yamen, Mr. Gao had already ordered people to take care of all the informed neighbors in the Yamen and around the Wen family. During the confrontation in the court, everyone favored the Young Master Gao, the county magistrate Fang Zheng and the neighbors around the Wen family.
All the neighbors insisted that nothing happened."
"Mr. Gao beat her up in the hall again, and instead accused the Wen girl of falsely accusing her of innocence."
"Is there such a thing?"
Chen Changsheng paused and said, "Is such a person still alive?"
"Of course he's dead."
Old Man Zhang said: "The appearance of death is extremely miserable."
"How did you die?"
"He died of being sucked dry by evil spirits."
"Um?"
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng was stunned and said: "Ghost?"
"right."
Old man Zhang said: "This was an incident more than fifty years ago. The Wen family daughter could not bear the humiliation and was killed in the court. If someone died in the court, this matter would become a big deal.
It is said that the playboy's father begged his son-in-law to suppress the matter, and this matter is over..."
"Who would have known that Mr. Gao would never let go of his anger and would find the Wen family again."
"Besides Old Man Wen, there was another person present at that time, a scholar. This scholar had become acquainted with Wen's daughter early. He was supposed to go to Beijing to take the exam that year, but because of the grief over Wen's daughter's death, he planned to
After handling the funeral of Wen's daughter, I went to Beijing to complain, but I bumped into Mr. Gao who happened to be looking for trouble."
"The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, but how could that scholar be the opponent of the evil slave servant? During the fight, Old Man Wen stepped forward to stop him again, but unexpectedly the servant accidentally smashed the stick on Old Man Wen's Tianmen.
I lost my temper on the spot."
"When Mr. Gao saw this, he was a little scared. He thought that he should either not do it or do it absolutely, so he ordered his servants to beat the scholar to death in the yard."
"So, that ghost is a scholar?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Old man Zhang nodded and said: "The scholar's resentment did not go away after his death, and he turned into a fierce ghost. He devoured more than ten members of the Gao family that night. Later, after this incident was spread, a storyteller specially compiled a storybook, and he still talks about it from time to time.
rise."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "After slaughtering the entire Gao family, where did the scholar go?"
Old Man Zhang smiled and said, "Of course he was conquered by the City God."
As soon as his words fell.
But I heard the storyteller on the stage say:
"I saw the City God forcing the evil scholar to the Wen Family Courtyard. The golden light shook violently, and a divine whip struck the evil scholar and whipped him into the pool."
"A group of sinister people formed a large formation and led out a sacred stone. In an instant, golden light shone. The city god chanted the magic formula, and a golden light fell into the sacred stone, suppressing the evil ghost in the pool, and he will never be able to stand up again!"
Chen Changsheng was startled after hearing this.
The tea bowl in his hand paused in mid-air, and he seemed to remember something inexplicably.