Chapter 825 Night talk in the ward

The environment of every hospital should be the same.

Cold.

quiet.

Especially at night, there is basically no sound, and it is almost dead.

Gu Yanzhi was not very scared. After all, there was a "bodyguard" here, but she was lying on the bed toss and turns and couldn't sleep.

"Hey, tell me a story?"

She opened her eyes.

The guy on the bed next door breathed smoothly without any response.

"I know you didn't sleep, so if you ignore me, I'll come over."

As expected, the effect was immediate.

"If you can't sleep, you can watch movies on your phone."

Chen Liang still didn't open his eyes.

"I don't want to see it, I just want to hear the story."

Gu Yanzhi refused to let go.

"I won't."

"I don't believe it. This is not an excessive requirement. I am a patient now. Can you feel a little sympathetic?"

Gu Yanzhi took a two-pronged approach and threatened him, and began to show his misery again. He said pitifully: "Please."

There should be few men who can refuse such a plea.

Chen Liang, who almost fell asleep but was woken up, opened his eyes helplessly.

"I really won't."

"You run a film and television company and have read so many scripts, how could you not? You just don't want to say it, right?"

Seeing that Gu Yanzhi was about to sit up, Chen Liang could only take a step back.

Otherwise, this girl might really run to his bed if she gets into trouble.

"What type of thing do you want to hear?"

"Whatever you say, I love to listen to it."

Chen Liang was silent for a while, as if thinking.

"... There is a young couple who are about to graduate from college. They fell in love in their freshman year and have always been the object of envy of their classmates, but the only shortcoming is that the man has never made a promise for four years."

"When I graduated, because I was on the same train route, the two of them took the same train home. The boy had 12 stops and the girl had 7 stops. I didn't say anything until now. The girl said in disappointment: Call me when I arrived at the station. Then she fell asleep."

Gu Yanzhi listened quietly and enthusiastically.

"I don't know how long it took, the girl was woken up, but she found that she had sat several stops. The girl turned her head strangely and puzzledly, and saw the boy's gentle smile: Come home with me?"

"The girl burst into laughter, and tears fell down instantly."

Although I think it is a rather monotonous love story, Gu Yanzhi did not pick on it either. After all, it doesn’t matter whether the story is interesting or not. The key is the intention to tell the story.

Just when she was about to speak, she didn't know that the story was not over.

Chen Liang's voice continued to sound.

"That's it, the girl followed the boy to the small mountain village where he gave birth to him and raised him, and she was sold to an old bachelor in her fifties."

Gu Yanzhi was stunned. All his emotions were instantly dispelled by this unexpected ending, and he said with a laugh and cry: "You bastard!"

"Aren't you going to listen?"

"You can't say a little positive energy? What are you talking about?"

"Is there anything wrong with this story? It tells us that people should not trust others easily."

"I don't care. I don't like this story, change it."

What you say is indisputable.

"Since you don't like listening to love stories, why tell you something horrible? I did see a script, but it was too bloody and dark, so it was not enabled."

Are you just talking about a love story?

Gu Yanzhi complained inwardly, but he didn't bother him much.

"Okay, I love watching horror movies the most."

Chen Liang has been raising money this time for a longer time.

"Hey. Tell me quickly, I won't fall asleep, right?"

Under Gu Yanzhi's urging, Chen Liang spoke slowly.

"A man got a thick stack of information from a distant relative in the countryside. It is said that it was a relic left by an ancient ancestor of their family. The relatives repeatedly told him not to destroy it, nor to lose it, otherwise the ancestor's spirit in heaven would not spare him.

He carefully opened the pile of paper, and a smell of mold over the years went straight to his nostrils, which was disgusting. From the paper, it seemed that it had been a thousand years of history. The yellow rice paper was like the paper burned in the fire that sacrificed the dead. The paper was very crisp and felt like it was going to be broken into powder when touched. He was very careful and moved, and the whole room was entangled in this ancient atmosphere. The paper was full of letters, one after another, the straight regular script from top to bottom, from right to left. The very beautiful brush calligraphy was neither like Yan style nor Liu style, but a style that had never been seen before, but this beautiful regular script was written by a girl, maybe his ancestor, perhaps his ancestor's wife, or even his lover?"

If she didn't scare this girl, she would definitely be endless tonight, so Chen Liang's tone became even deeper, and a gloomy smell even appeared against the dark night outside the window.

"No, when he looked carefully, he realized that these letters were actually written by a man, a man in his thirties. His handwriting was soft and elegant, but he could vaguely see a strange atmosphere. From his lines, from every stroke, and every stroke, there was a kind of fear hidden deep.

Yes, this fear is hidden very deeply, and you can feel that the other party was filled with a sense of fear when writing a letter, but his hands did not tremble like an ordinary person, and his brushstrokes were still powerful. It was just a little chilling and coldness on the tip of the brush. Maybe he himself did not realize it. This was not written by that ancestor, but a letter written by another person to his ancestor.

"Brother Jindewu: It has been ten years since I was separated from Chang'an. I have just suddenly sent you a letter, please don't be surprised. You know, the court has given me a luxurious mansion in Chang'an, a thousand hectares of fertile land in Guanzhong, and the official position of the Jianghuai Jiedushi. But I resigned from the first day. I left the mansion and fertile land, returned to Kunzhou alone, and lived in my governor's mansion back then.

Ten years passed in a flash, and I wasted my years alone. I often recall the time when the Anshi thief party was in chaos. I was the governor of Kunzhou. You were under my command and you and I defended Kunzhou for three years, which made Shi Siming's tens of thousands of troops unable to trap Kunzhou and go down to Jianghuai. Finally, we waited for reinforcements and made great contributions. Brother Jinde, I miss you more and more. This time I wrote to you to tell you something--my family is haunted."

"Is there a place like Kunzhou in the Tang Dynasty?"

Gu Yanzhi couldn't help but say.

Perhaps it is not entirely based on real talent and real knowledge, but she is definitely not stupid to go to Peking University. At least she still knows basic historical knowledge.

She knew that during the Anshi Rebellion, Zhang Xun and Xu Yuan defended Suiyang to the death, and the city was destroyed in the end, but how did this letter hold on Kunzhou for three years? Is he more capable than Zhang Xun?

"This man was also puzzled, so he called another distant cousin, the most educated person in the family and is currently studying for a history graduate student.

My cousin heard his question on the phone and was silent for a while before slowly saying: Yes, I read the letters you read a year ago, and I immediately fell into it completely. I searched for various information and even conducted field investigations. But what I was disappointed was that there was no, nothing, but I asked an expert to identify them. These letters were indeed the original works of the people of the Tang Dynasty, and were definitely not forged by later generations. Listen to me, don’t read them again, you will also fall into it. These letters are terrible, contain blood and the blood of history. Please take care of yourself, goodbye."

"He did not accept the advice, but felt that his cousin, who had a sense of mystery since childhood, was making a fool of himself and continued to open the second letter."

"Brother Jindewu: I am extremely happy to see your letter. It turns out that you have already retired and returned to the field. This is a good thing. Last time I said, my family is haunted, yes, this ghost has been haunting me. I vaguely feel that since the day I moved back to Kunzhou from Chang'an ten years ago, this ghost has appeared in this ancient house, but I didn't realize that this was a ghost.

But this year, it is moving more and more frequently. Actually, I have never been afraid of ghosts, but this time I am really a little scared. You also know that the governor's mansion in Kunzhou was a very dilapidated ancient house. After the war, the new governor built a governor's mansion, and I lived alone in this old house. The house is big and very dilapidated. You don't know that I didn't hire a servant. I'm used to the huge house alone. My friends advised me to renew my wife, but I also refused. Are you renewing my life? Oh my God, now the ghost is coming again, it tortures me, I can't write anymore, so let's go here."

Gu Yanzhi no longer thought about the authenticity of this story. After all, it was just a script, but she inexplicably noticed a hint of coldness and subconsciously pulled the quilt tight.

"He couldn't wait to open the third letter. Brother Jindewu: In the letter, you said that you have already renewed your health and have three sons. It's really congratulatory. Thinking about it, I might really be alone for the rest of my life. Yes, the guess in your letter is right, I will never forget Yuexiang. Her eyes, her smile, her body. She died in Kunzhou ten years ago, and in this room, I will never be able to get rid of her, forever.

Although I have lived alone in the past ten years, I have raised many cats, more than twenty, including the kind of cats with two eyeballs of different colors sold to me by Persian merchants at high prices. These cats have been with me for ten years, just like my lover. With these twenty cats, I feel like I have a group of wives and concubines. Yes, I love them, and I treat them as beautiful women.

But since there was a ghost in my house, strange things have been happening. Yesterday one of my white cats disappeared and could not be found anyway. Later, I found a scent of meat in my kitchen. I haven't eaten meat for ten years. Since the end of the war, I have become a vegetarian and live a monk-like life.

I was very surprised. I had never cooked meat. I uncovered the pot. Oh my god, there was my missing cat. The cat was removed from all its hair, its internal organs were cleaned up, and the meat was cooked. I fainted immediately. Although I had fought in Kunzhou for three years and saw countless bloody scenes, I had almost never seen blood in the past ten years, and my relationship with the cat became deeper and deeper. Seeing such a tragic situation, I cried like a dead wife.

I understand that this must be the devil's actions, because my mansion used to be the governor's house, with very high walls, and because the rumors of my haunted family are known to the whole city, no one dared to break in. I was in great pain. Advance, this is retribution, ten years ago, you should understand the meaning of this sentence."

"This person must be crazy."

Gu Yanzhi has been reading global horror movies, but he has always scoffed at the existence of ghosts. As for ghosts who kill cats and cook them, it is even more like a Tianfang Yetan.

The letterwriter should have had schizophrenia and had hallucinations. If he lived alone in such a gloomy and terrifying ancient house for ten years, his spirit would definitely collapse. The "Yuexiang" mentioned here is obviously a woman, perhaps his past wife. What is certain is that he loved Yuexiang deeply, but he later lost Yuexiang. So in order to mourn his deceased wife, he lived in the room where his wife died, and lived on a vegetarian diet, and gave up his wealth and glory. In this regard, the letterwriter is really a rare lover.

"Where is the fourth letter?"

"You really want to hear it?"

Chen Liang reminded: "Then it will be a little cruel."

"It's okay, I often watch ghost movies in the dormitory alone. You can scare me to be awesome."

Chen Liang turned his head and glanced at her, then continued.

"Brother Jindewu: In just ten days, I had six cats killed and cooked. Although I moved all the firewood in the kitchen and the pot on the stove, and went to the temples in the city to eat vegetarian food every day, the omnipresent ghost still got the firewood and pot from nowhere. I was so scared that every night, I gathered all the cats on my bed and slept with me. This bed was slept with Yue Xiang and I ten years ago. It was very generous. When I slept on this bed, I could dream of her almost every night. She was still as young and beautiful as she was ten years ago, and she was always twenty years old.

You will never forget how loving Yuexiang and I were back then, and we became the objects of envy of you generals and officers. Yes, Yuexiang is a talented woman, and her talent in writing poetry is not inferior to me. It’s a pity that she was born a woman. If Yuexiang was a man, she would definitely be prime minister and a literati would be famous for her forever. But she also has all the advantages of a woman, she is beautiful and virtuous, and considerate to me. Among all the families of officials in Kunzhou back then, her female red is also the best. I clearly remember that Brother Jinde, your wife had also asked Yuexiang for the skills of Rust Jinping.

Now, everything has passed, they are no longer alive, and you and I don’t care about politics anymore. She was sleeping in the place where she slept back then, although they were extremely restless at night, it was really unpredictable. I am really afraid that they were all kidnapped by the ghost to make cat broth. They are the last hope in my life. Brother Jinde, what should I do? Please give me some advice."

(End of this chapter)
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