Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 335 Telling Ghost Stories

The little girl's round eyes were shining, as if intoxicated by starlight.

"Joke, why am I afraid that my husband will come to me. I didn't cause him to bury his bones in the grass."

"If you don't do bad things, you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. I have been a man of virtue since I was a child. I am broad-minded, willing to help others, and I am not afraid of shadows. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Crowd: ...

Are you still young?

You are just a little radish now.

What's more, for those fine virtues you mentioned, ask yourself, do you really have them?
"Your story doesn't have ups and downs at all, and it's not good to hear it without waves." Jiang Nai shook his little hand and shook his head and said, "Let me tell you a story."

"When we were young, in the Wangjia Village next door to us, there was a local ruffian named Wang Ermazi."

Everyone twitched their mouths.

The little girl stood up and walked to the fire in a small square step. She said to everyone in a childlike voice, "This Wang Ermazi has never learned how to fight cocks and walk dogs since he was a child. Although his family is poor, he doesn't feel sorry for his parents at all." , idle all day long, and is still gnawing at the old age at the age of 28. A girl from a good family in the village wants to marry such a waste."

"Later, his parents went bankrupt, and finally they went to the next door, Fangjiagou, and begged for a wife."

Crowd: ...

Where does the little girl live?

What is there in Fangjiagou, Wangjia Village, Lijiatun, can there be a normal place name?
"That lady is a virtuous and considerate woman, but her appearance... her appearance is a little bit worse. So that Wang Ermazi didn't like his daughter-in-law anyway. He beat her or scolded her every day. Once, she beat her to the ground. fetal."

"His parents couldn't stand it and reprimanded him. As a result, Wang Ermazi even beat his old father and mother."

The little girl made a ruthless gesture, "Just like that, he kicked and beat his own mother until he vomited blood."

"The village chief summoned all the young men in the village, beat up this disobedient and unfilial thing, and then drove him out of the village. Do you know what happened after a year?"

Not to mention, the little girl's storytelling is really much more interesting than the fat man's dry talking. Everyone was fascinated by what they heard, and they all shook their heads.

"The little beast died three miles away from Wangjia Village. When he was found, his face was bloody and there was no good meat. It is said that he came back after drinking flower wine, and the road was dark and windy at night. Stepped into a hunter's trap and fell to his death."

A bookish classmate said, "That's true, evil will be rewarded with evil, and good will be rewarded with good."

"That's right, that's the way it is. This kind of wicked person dies as soon as he dies. For the sake of his parents, the villagers helped him to contain the corpse."

"But since then, do you know what strange things happened in the village?"

A group of students shook their heads again and again.

"The village is haunted." Jiang Nai suddenly smiled.

The flickering flames reflected on her small face, and she looked a bit gloomy.

Many villagers woke up at night and saw Wang Ermazi walking around in the village, shouting, "Where's your face, where's your face? Where's my face? Where's my face, ah?"

The little girl walked around in small steps in front of the fire, calling back and forth, "Where is my face?"

Everyone was stunned, they all shrank their bodies, and looked at the little girl with a quiet tone in fear.

This... This is too similar to the acting.

(End of this chapter)