dashing little Taoist priest

Chapter 29 Storytelling

The destination this time is at the foot of a mountain next to a construction village in Qingshui Town. It is said that the construction of a new countryside is being carried out there, and it will also be turned into a tourist route.It is a well-developed village.

About two hours later, the car arrived at Qingshui Town.This is the town where Ye Feng's family lives, and he didn't expect to come here before.

By the time the car arrived, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.The place where Ye Feng and the others got off was the road built in the village, but they still had to walk for a while to reach their destination.

About ten minutes later, they arrived at the destination. There was a flat grassland about the size of a small playground, backed by a mountain.There was a spring running down the hill, on one side of the meadow.

The terrain here is flat, grassy, ​​sunny, and close to water, making it an excellent camping site.

Everyone put up the tents they brought together, and packed up all kinds of utensils. Naturally, these utensils are pots and pans for picnics.Everyone divides the work, those who set up tents set up tents, and those who set up pot racks set up pot racks.

After a lot of tossing, everything was finally done, but the sky began to gradually darken.The homeroom teacher, Lao Li Zhangluo, led everyone to cook the rice they brought, and some pots were used for cooking.

To say that most of the current students are pampered, it might be okay to ask them to set up tents and pot racks.If it is said that Zhang Luo cooks rice and stir-fry vegetables, then some Taoist priests have entered the monk's temple, not knowing what to do.

Cooking rice in a pot is completely different from cooking rice in a rice cooker. When cooking rice in a pot, you must first cook the rice in water, then filter the water, and then leave the rice in the pot to steam.

Don't look at it as simple as it sounds, you need to know whether the rice is cooked, whether it is soft or hard, and the heat should be controlled when steaming later, otherwise it will be mushy.

Fortunately, few of these students understand it, but the head teacher and the other two teachers still understand it.So despite the bewildered faces of these confused students, they still made it under the on-site guidance of the three teachers.

After a lot of work, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone took out the disposable bowls and chopsticks and started to eat.After all, I have been hungry for most of the day, and it is time to enjoy the fruits of my labor.And they did get some exercise and enjoyment in their labor.

After packing everything up after dinner, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.Everyone sat around in the open space among more than a dozen tents, listening to the class teacher Lao Li speak.

"Do you guys have any programs? For example, singing and dancing?"

As soon as his words came out, everyone started booing, some said to ask the English teacher Shangguan Wan'er to dance, some said to ask the class monitor Murong Xue to sing a song, and some even clamored for Lao Li Jiang's story. Passion runs high.

In the end, everyone unanimously decided to let Murong Xue sing and Shangguan Wan'er dance.After the event, Lao Li will tell everyone a story!

English teacher Shangguan Wan'er naturally didn't refuse, and the class monitor Murong Xue was even more difficult to refuse as the head of the class.So the two stunning beauties began to sing and dance in unison.

To say that this beauty is different, the singing and dancing are so beautiful.Murong Xue's singing is like the soft song of an oriole, melodious, clear and pleasant, dreamlike and unreal, like orchids in an empty valley. After listening to it, people feel comfortable and refreshed.

Quietly, let the singing linger in my ears, as if a clear spring is passing through my heart, making people feel a bit of freshness and coolness on the rather sweltering grass in this mountain.

Compared with Murong Xue's fresh and refined dancing posture, Shangguan Wan'er's dance looks more charming and charming.The so-called, dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world?Shangguan Wan'er's elegance is like a flying sky holding a pipa, and she is as agile as a fairy who grows lotus every step of the way.

She sings and dances with her long eyebrows, beautiful eyes, fingers, and waist, vividly showing the beauty of dancing.With her delicate dance steps, she moves slowly like a light cloud and whirls like a whirlwind, as if dancing out of the joys and sorrows in the poems.

After singing and dancing, more than 50 people present were still intoxicated by the wonderful singing and dancing.

After a while, someone shouted: "Mr. Li, it's your turn, let's tell a story."

Immediately, everyone around started booing and asked Lao Li to tell a story.

So, why do they all want Lao Li to tell stories so much?Let me mention here that Lao Li himself is very good at chattering. He has told everyone in class many times that he is good at storytelling.So everyone likes to listen to his interesting stories.

Seeing everyone's high interest, Lao Li didn't refuse, and asked loudly, "Then what story do you want to hear?"

"Ghost stories~" Someone responded immediately. In this environment, everyone sat around together, and these men naturally liked to listen to the most exciting ghost stories.

And those girls, each of them showed a little scared expression, but they followed suit with booing.For a while, few people objected.

Seeing this, Lao Li didn't say anything, just heard him cough, cleared his throat and said, "Be quiet, that's good, I'll tell you a ghost story."

As soon as the words came out, everyone cheered, and then quieted down and waited for Lao Li to speak.This also includes Ye Feng and Niu Fei. As Taoists, they are naturally interested in ghosts after they have seen ghosts.

"The story I want to tell today was told by my grandparents when I was a child in the countryside. By the way, there is something in this mountain called mountain ghosts. Mountain ghosts are mostly spirits, and there are also mandrills and mountain gods. Said. This mountain ghost has a black and hairy face, a slender body, and a terrifying appearance."

"What I want to tell here is the story of the mountain ghost harming people. It is said that there is such a village in the mountain. There are more than a dozen households in this village. They often go up the mountain to cut firewood and cut grass. Sometimes they don't go home until dark. Once, three young men went up to the mountain to cut firewood, but because they started late, it was already dark after the firewood was cut.”

"These three people are all used to living in the mountains. The most indispensable thing in the countryside is stories of ghosts and ghosts, so they chatted as they went home. The two brave ones frightened the other person, saying that the mountain There is a mountain ghost inside, let him go faster."

"This person carried more firewood than the other two, so he couldn't walk fast at all. Seeing that he was walking last, and hearing what they said about the mountain ghost, he was naturally afraid and felt a chill behind him."

Speaking of this, coupled with Lao Li's extremely expressive tone, it made many people present feel a chill down their backs.

"Those two people continued to scare the last person, saying that the ghosts in the mountains like to harm people, take people's bodies, and some even eat people.

In many mountains, people often go missing, and they are basically captured by mountain ghosts.Once lost, it is impossible to find it again. "

(End of this chapter)