Chapter 191: This is a bit extreme

The child was chewing toffee and lowered her voice when speaking. It was obvious that she was trying to sound sinister, but she was just cute no matter how she looked.

"This story must have started twenty years ago. At that time, there was an actor named Ning Ning. This person had a hard life. He didn't know who his parents were. He was abandoned on the edge of the official road. Only the word "Ning" was written on his swaddling clothes. She She was adopted by a theater troupe passing by and learned to sing at an early age. She never imagined that when she grew up, the little abandoned baby would turn out to be beautiful and perform brilliantly, and she would soon become the leading actress of the theater troupe.

Li Yingluo and Zheng Yinping looked at each other after hearing this. They had also heard of this person named Ning Ning.

Whenever my family invites a theater troupe to perform in an opera, I always hear the elders say that if Ning Ning is here, the opera will definitely be better.

"What happened next?"

Yang Yiyi had never heard of it, she still asked with the mentality of coaxing a child.

"Later, Ning Ning fell in love with a scholar who often came to listen to the opera. It was called a talented man and a beautiful woman. They were like a couple of gods. But since ancient times, scholars have not had much money. Seeing the two of them staying together and flying together, they wanted to get married. The owner of the theater troupe The scholar really can’t afford the dowry of ten taels of silver.”

When a popular actress gets married with just this little dowry, she really means it, and the troupe owner doesn't make things difficult for her.

But if you can't get it out, you just can't get it out. A penny can't help a heroic man.

"The theater owner saw that the scholar was so poor, and he was not willing to let Ning Ning marry him. After all these years, even if he doesn't treat Ning Ning as his daughter, he still treats him as his niece. Of course, he doesn't want Ning Ning to marry a poor man."

"Then the two eloped?"

"No, the scholar can't even pay for the elopement, so why should he elope?"

This is too realistic.

"They didn't have money to get married, but it didn't affect their relationship. Gradually, they had a daughter. Because they were born out of wedlock, they didn't dare to tell anyone, so they had to secretly raise her in the theater troupe."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yiyi said very calmly:

"As long as two people love each other, why care about what outsiders think."

She thought so because her parents couldn't afford the dowry when they got married, and they didn't even prepare a table. Her father personally borrowed a trumpet and played for a while, and then asked his uncles and brothers to help carry the sedan. Yang Yiyi's mother took her home.

The old couple has been loving each other for decades, and they rarely quarrel or argue. Isn't that great?

Zheng Yinping and Li Yingluo also envy this kind of free love, but it's hard to tell whether they envy love or freedom.

After all, both of them are official ladies, and it is not up to them to decide whether to marry or whom to marry.

"Later, the scholar said that he would go to Beijing to take the exam, and after he got the exam, he would take Ning Ning and his wife home in a glorious manner. Ning Ning did not doubt that he was there, and gave the scholar all the savings he had accumulated over the years to help him. ”

Hearing this, Li Yingluo and Zheng Yinping already had a bad premonition.

"Who knows, there has been no news in the past three years. Everyone said that the scholar must have been robbed by robbers on the way, and his body might not be recovered. But Ning Ning always believed that the scholar would definitely come back to pick them up. Mother. Until one day, hey, it was a day like today. The troupe was invited to go to Tianshui City to perform. On the way, Ning Ning saw the scholar and was heartbroken. "

Yang Yiyi wondered:

"Isn't this a good thing?"

"What's so good? The scholar has indeed passed the examination, but at this time there is already an engaged lady by his side. He has no intention of coming back at all."

"Huh? There is such a person?"

"Ning Ning immediately went up to talk to the betrayer, but the betrayer actually pretended not to know him and didn't even want to see his own daughter."

"And this Ning Ning...?"

"Alas, since ancient times, the most powerful weapon to hurt people is the word love. Ning Ning went back to her room and couldn't think about it, so she took the red hairpin and committed suicide. Who knew that after death, he turned into a ghost, killing not only the heartless man and the official lady, but also the troupe and even his own daughter. I didn’t let him go. The next day someone came to the inn, and it was strange to see that it was closed during the day. He quietly opened the door and saw that there was a strong wind, and the room was full of dead people. "

Li Yingluo and Zheng Yinping looked at each other. They had always heard their elders mention that Ning Ning was good at singing, but this was the first time they heard that Ning Ning was so missing.

"This Ning Ning is too extreme."

"If a person turns into a ghost, there is nothing extreme but not extreme."

The little girl chuckled:

"The place where the incident happened was this inn. When you go back to your room, you can still see the talisman on the wall. Isn't that a good thing?"

After the little girl finished speaking, she grabbed the toffee on the table and jumped back to the door to hopscotch, leaving the three of them looking at each other.

No, are you really sure this is a good thing?

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After hearing a story that was hard to tell whether it was a ghost story or a story that was difficult to reconcile, the three of them felt a little awkward when they returned to their room after dinner.

As the saying goes, you know people but don't know their hearts. Even if you are the person you sleep with day and night, it's hard to tell what's going on in your heart.

However, Yang Yiyi once again took advantage of her carefree personality. After struggling for a while, she stopped struggling and lay down on the bed and began to sleep soundly.

Since there were only two beds in this room, the three of them had to sleep in different places. Even in the middle of the night, the lights were lit in their room. Zheng Yinping, who was waiting at midnight, took out a military book and read it to pass the time.

As the night got deeper, Zheng Yinping got up and refilled the oil lamp twice. It felt like it was almost time, and he was about to wake Li Yingluo up. At this time, her ears moved and she heard some movement outside.

This immediately made Zheng Yinping alert. He reached for his backpack, loaded the spear that had been broken into three sections into the gun head, and listened carefully.

The voice whirred softly, like a gust of wind. Zheng Yinping initially thought she was nervous. But immediately, she heard subtle footsteps.

This is not a good sign. People in the inn have already gone to bed at this time, and it is impossible to walk around outside the door.

Zheng Yinping immediately woke up Li Yingluo and Yang Yiyi.

Li Yingluo was very alert. When she opened her eyes and saw Zheng Yinping making a shushing gesture, she immediately realized what she had discovered.

But maybe Yang Yiyi was still in a daze because she didn't sleep enough, and seemed to be awake but not awake.

It is indeed a good habit for this girl to go to bed early and get up early, but it will happen if she doesn't get enough sleep.

"There are people outside, please don't make a sound."

Zheng Yinping pointed to the door, then carried the half-assembled short gun, lowered her body and quietly approached the door.

Li Yingluo also nervously took her sword and put her fingers on the hilt. Only Yang Yiyi was still swaying, feeling that she might lie down and fall asleep at any time.

After waiting for a while, Zheng Yinping saw a shadow reflected on the window paper, and immediately kicked the door open:

"He Fang Xiaoxiao!"

The three of them rushed out of the room. It was dark outside, with only the light of the oil lamp coming from behind.

There was a figure running down the corridor, feeling like he had been found guilty of committing a crime.

Zheng Yinping was about to chase after him when a gust of wind came from the window and blew out the oil lamp.

In the darkness, a white thing approached from the other side of the corridor like it was floating, and it was accompanied by a strange whining sound, which was very scary.

Especially when thinking of the story told by the little girl not long ago, even Li Yingluo, who had always wanted to see what a ghost looked like with her own eyes, felt her scalp go numb and froze in place for a moment.

But Yang Yiyi probably didn't realize what happened because she hadn't woken up yet. She just reflexively walked toward the approaching Bai Ying. .

——Crack!

A big fight knocked Bai Ying to the ground...