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In the evening, on the official road from Tongguan to Chang'an, several people rode their horses and rode their horses and got off the horse and stayed in the front post. They had just passed Tongguan, and there were also stations in the pass. However, the situation is tense now, and ordinary people cannot stay overnight, so they can only go west and close the door to come here.

If, according to the past, there were many merchants on the official road, and there might not be a room for temporary accommodation. However, it was different at this time. Even if it was late, there were many rooms at the inn station. The young man in the lead was about to check in, but he heard someone chatting and laughing in a corner of the hall.

Seeing that he was going to join in the fun, the followers tried to persuade him, but the young man didn't care. He was seventeen or eighteen years old and was full of energy. Although the situation was chaotic and many bandits were waiting for an opportunity to harass the countryside, this place was located near the important area of ​​Tongguan, and no thieves dared to do anything.

He walked up and saw a young man in a cloth dressed in a lotus flower. More than ten people around him listened with relish. When he heard it carefully, he turned out to be a strange man.

"I have a surname named Liu, and I like to hear the legend of strange ambitions. I wonder if I can be with me for the last seat?"

"It turns out to be Liu Langjun, with a certain surname Yu. If you are interested, please sit down."

Liu Langjun sat aside, listening to the young man named Yu telling the story of "adventures" and talking about strange stories in the Lingnan area.

"Everyone's accent, Yu Langjun is probably from Guanzhong. It turns out that he has been to Lingnan?"

"Mr. I am a native of Jingzhao. I have been to the south of the Yangtze River and Lingnan to hear people talk about all kinds of strange stories."

Seeing the people around him looking at him with a reproachful look on his face, Liu Langjun bowed and signaled Yu Langjun to continue.

"One day, I stayed at a Dayuling residence and met a businessman and talked about my personal experience."

Everyone sighed with their hands, all of whom were afraid, but Liu Langjun was not moved. He had read too many such stories.

He has read all the books written by Dongfang Shuo, and later, and other strange stories, so he feels that most of the ghost stories in the world are changed without any medicine.

Using personal experience as a gimmick, it makes ordinary people sweat in their cold sweat, but it is just a way to spend time in their spare time.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, he was stopped by the Yu Langjun: "Liu Langjun, do you seem to be not interested in Yu's story?"

"Liu has also heard what the husband said."

Liu Langjun is too lazy to talk nonsense, and of course he doesn't want to expose the other party directly. After all, there is no grudge or grudge when we meet by chance, and there is no need for people to get out of Taiwan.

"It turns out that Liu Langjun also has many adventures. I wonder if I have heard of hundreds of ghosts walking at night?"

When everyone heard "Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night", they became interested. Just by listening to these four words, they felt very ghostly, and they were both terrible and wanted to hear them. However, Liu Langjun was still not surprised.

"Mr. Liu has never heard of it. Could it be that Yu Langjun has experienced it again?"

The word "Yu" is very serious and has a sarcastic meaning. No matter how sensible Liu Langjun is, he is still seventeen or eighteen years old, and his blood is as strong as a rock falling from a river, and his edges have not yet been worn away.

"No, Zhang Heng of the Eastern Han Dynasty wrote that there are peach trees on Dushuo Mountain. You often read hundreds of ghosts. Those who have no reason are Shen Tu and Yulei, holding them with reed ropes and holding them with tigers."

"Of course, it seems that Yu Langjun has read a lot of books."

Liu Langjun sat upright. If the other party dared to speak nonsense, he would not mind quoting this passage. Since the other party had read it, he should be a scholar, so it would be good to chat and pass the time.

"It is said: The Marquis of Shouguang was a man of Emperor Zhang of Han. He could impeach hundreds of ghosts and make them tied up and see themselves. Can Mr. Liu know what these 'hundred ghosts' are there?"

"A hundred ghosts are imaginary numbers, which means a large number."

"But Yu heard the saying that hundreds of ghosts were walking in the night, and all these hundreds of ghosts had their origins."

"I listen carefully."

Seeing everyone's ears, Yu Langjun drank a glass of water and slowly said: "One of the hundred ghosts is called hanged ghost, also known as hanged ghost."

"The second of the hundred ghosts is called drowning ghost, also known as the ghost falling into the water, the ghost falling into the water, the ghost and the ghost toilet ghost!

Fearless,

The internal urgent problem must be solved. Now he can’t stand it anymore. No matter how afraid he is, he has to go out for respect. But he is really afraid of panic, so he wants to find a companion.

It was not about pulling together, but about standing outside and talking to him to enhance his courage. He covered his stomach and walked to the small building next to him, where there were companions on the night.

"Oh, accompany me to the cottage, and I will accompany you next time!"

He whispered a few times, but the people on the small building didn't move. He was annoyed but did not dare to shout loudly. He walked up the stairs to pull the other party: "You little brat, pretend that you are walking in the night with a hundred ghosts over there! It must be walking in the night with a hundred ghosts!

The calves trembled, and their whole body was shaking like sieve. They couldn't control their sensation and even fell into their crotch. They didn't care about the stench. The two of them rolled down the stairs and ran into someone head-on.

"What's going on? It's so smelly. Oh, why are there ghosts walking around at night?"

The man didn't believe it, so he went up the small building and rolled down after a moment, saying something unscrupulous: I just heard the story of the Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk, but I really met it!

There was a lot of noise, and everyone in the hall ran out. (wwuansh.cm) After hearing what the three postmen said, many of them changed their expressions and did not dare to go upstairs to see them. They all went to their own rooms in the backyard.

No one dares to provoke monsters and monsters. If you can hide, you can avoid them. To open your eyes, you will provoke unclean things. If you have any bad luck, you will die in vain.

"I'll go and have a look!"

Liu Langjun was brave and rushed upstairs. Looking at the "magnificent" scene in the distance, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning: "Do"

Yu Langjun appeared behind him, and kept admiring without fear. In contrast, Liu Langjun couldn't help but be stubborn about his loss of composure. He looked at the large group of ghosts and fell into deep thought: "The wars are in chaos, and these monsters are all coming out to cause trouble. These ghosts seem to be lined up neatly, just like the military army, they are Zhou army! They are Zhou army marching at night, avoiding eyes and ears! Hurry up and explain this to the postmaster, and sound the gongs and drums to show that you are Zhou army's detailed work!"

"Tsk tsk, you look righteous and stern. Why? Brother Tai is a loyal minister of the Great Sui Dynasty?"

Liu Langjun was speechless. He had not yet become an official, so how could he say a loyal minister? Seeing that he did not speak, Yu Langjun continued to speak: "Yang Jian, a loyal minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has died heroically for his country. I wonder if his fathers in his brother Tai's family were a loyal minister of the Great Zhou six years ago? Which court should he be loyal to?"

"Wooah!"

Liu Langjun wanted to resist, but was easily subdued by Yu Langjun. He pressed his sharp knife against his neck. From the corner of his eyes, many people in the courtyard pulled out their weapons and controlled the postmen.

"If you see some things, it's better to pretend that you didn't see them and ask me again, who is my brother?"

"Jingzhao Wugong, Liu Wenjing."

"Ah, so that's it. I'm rude. I'm also a person from Jingzhao, and Yuwen Wen is the same."
Chapter completed!