"It's true, my lord, I see it very clearly—a black-faced ghost! If I continue like this, I'm going to go crazy! …… My lord, I'm so scared! Please help me! ”

The man who said this was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. His fair face was overcast with fear, his dark eyes widened, the blood on his lips faded, and his voice trembled with his words.

Nie Xiaoman sat opposite the little guest. He is stroking a big yellow cat in his arms, and there are clouds in "The Book of Cats": the coat color of the cat is pure yellow, followed by pure white, and pure black is second. Its pure raccoon color, there are also good ones, all of which are precious and pure. The color of the barge, with the dark clouds covering the snow as the top, the tortoiseshell spots are secondary, if the raccoon dog is mottled, Si is the bottom.

This big yellow cat is covered in yellow fluff, without a single variegated color, as if it has been rubbed with oil, and it has its own name, called: ivory yellow.

Nie Xiaoman's gaze turned from the face of the young man who had just spoken to Jing Mo.

Xiao Man asked softly: "Jingmo, do you remember our little friend Cui Ningyuan, this kind of thing really makes me feel a little chilled." ”

Jing Mo silently didn't answer, and his heart shook slightly. Cui Ningyuan, the son of Cui Xuanzhe, an old friend of the two, once joked with the two once, but fortunately, Nie Xiaoman's hearing was particularly keen, and he finally did not fall into his trap, so as not to make a joke. But after thinking about it, Nie Xiaoman felt that the little boy was not easy to deal with, and he was deeply impressed.

This incident Jingmo once recorded in the file of the Zhenfu Division, and some friends also knew about the case. On this day, there was a young man named Wei Taotao, who brought a ghost story to our gluttonous cat restaurant to ask for advice. That's a rare thing.

Nie Xiaoman only mentioned Cui Ningyuan's matter to Jing Mo in view of the previous Yin Jian.

Jing Mo's gaze secretly looked at the young man. I saw that his face was grayish-white, which was very inappropriate for his age, obviously controlled by the fear in his heart, although he was wearing a green shirt and a white middle single, and a Liang Tie cloth crown on his head.

And his seat was close to the stove, but when he said "black-faced ghost", Jing Mo saw that his head and neck were a few inches shorter, and his lips trembled slightly. Jing Mo speculated about his state, as if there was really something terrifying and dangerous to ask Nie Xiaoman to decide, not like a cunning person who deliberately came to tease trouble.

Nie Xiaoman turned back and asked the little guest lightly. "You said you really saw a black-faced ghost?"

Wei Taotao hurriedly responded: "Exactly, I have already seen it three times." ”

Nie Xiaoman said: "You remember very clearly, so you have to speak carefully." When did you first see it? ”

Wei Taotao pondered and recalled for a moment before replying: "Isn't today the seventh day of the first lunar month?" The first time was on the night of the fifth day before yesterday. ”

"Approximately?"

"I had dinner that day, and I had a horse hanging with Uncle Zhiyuan, Youning, and Bao Xiang in the guest hall. After an hour of playing, Uncle Zhiyuan went back. I was about to go back to the room, but I was stopped by You Ning and Zhi Ning and asked me to tell a story. I just told them a story—"

The Ming Dynasty prevailed in the "horse hanging", which is actually a card game, which is divided into four categories: cross, 10,000 characters, call words and money.

There are four people at a table to play horse hanging, and each person takes turns to draw eight cards, and decides which side is the dealer with dice. Three play the banker, if the banker wins, then continue to sit in the banker; If you lose, give way to the next house. At that time, people called the person who sat in the village "the main general". Therefore, the horse crane is also known as "the main general".

Nie Xiaoman stopped: "Slow." Who are Youning and Zhining? ”

Tao Tao said: "They are my uncle's sons, Youning is two years younger than me, and he is only thirteen years old in the New Year, but Zhining is still two years younger. None of them are enlightened, and they only know a few words at home. I've been studying at a private school for three years now. ”

Nie Xiaoman nodded. "Go on. What's next? ”

Wei Taotao said: "After I finished telling the story, I went into the room." It should have only been time, so I couldn't sleep for a while. I remembered the homework left by Mr. Han Changli in the private school, teaching us to memorize Mr. Han Changli's article "The Original Way", which is far from familiar, so it is better to take advantage of this time to open the book and warm it up. I opened the book, only to read three or five sentences, and when I looked up by chance, I suddenly saw a black grimace on the glass that was as big as a bucket and as black as the ash at the bottom of the pot! Alas! …… My lord, it's really scary! ”

The ivory yellow in Nie Xiaoman's arms screamed, adjusting himself to a more comfortable position, Xiaoman still looked at the young man quietly, and asked, "How were you at that time?" ”

Wei Taotao's breathing began to rapidize again, and he replied: "At that time, I couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly stood up and wanted to call for help. Unexpectedly, the black face on the window disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then I opened the side door, lit a candle, and went into the living room to see that there was no one in the dark. When I dared to go out the window and look out on the patio, a cold wind suddenly blew out the candle flame. I became more and more frightened, and hurried back to my room, my heart pounding. ”

Wei Taotao's face turned even paler than just now, and even his hands and feet were trembling. If it is a disguise, I am afraid no one will believe that such a teenager would have such a beautiful acting skills.

Nie Xiaoman lowered his head and thought for a while, and said with relief: "Young man, you don't have to be so afraid. Even if there are ghosts who can't find me, you can rest assured. I ask you, what kind of story was the story you told that night? ”

Wei Taotao said: "The title of that story is called 'Long-legged Ghost'. That's what Wu San, the gatekeeper, told me. ”

When Nie Xiaoman heard this, he burst out laughing. The big yellow cat woke up, jumped over, fell to the ground without a sound, and then ran to play somewhere else.

Xiao Man turned back to Jing Mo and said, "Jing Mo, did you hear it, it seems that we have to exorcise ghosts for this young man." ”

Xiaoman said to Tao Tao again: "Young man, I'll tell you." You don't have to be so unconsciously scared anymore. The black-faced ghost you are talking about is probably only in your heart. When you tell a ghost story at night, you can't help but have a ghost thought in your mind. Later, when you go back to your room to study, you don't have a quiet mind, but when your mind moves, it seems that you see a ghost with a black face. For you are playing tricks on yourself. In fact, the most terrible demon in this world is the demon of the heart, if you can't escape the erosion of the demon of the heart, you can only let it invade the limbs and hundreds of remains, poison into the internal organs, you must know that fear is also the demon of the heart. ”

Wei Taotao suddenly raised his hands and shook them vigorously: "No, no! My lord, this is not superstition. I've never been afraid of ghosts. If this happened to me because I told ghost stories, then we've been telling ghost stories for more than a day. Why didn't you see a grimace before? And the day before yesterday and last night, I had stopped talking about ghosts, so why did the terrible black-faced ghost find out again? ”

Nie Xiaoman said with a smile on his face: "As far as I guess, the next two times were nothing more than demons. The first time you were afraid, you planted the seeds of fear of this demon. The more you feel like you're a ghost. ”

Wei Taotao still shook his head and said, "My lord, although your words are reasonable, they are not consistent with the facts. Because after I saw that grimace for the first time, I thought so in my heart, thinking that it was my own dazzle, and it wasn't really any ghost. The next day—the day before yesterday—the night before, the appeared in the window again! ”

Nie Xiaoman still said patiently: "Okay, then what you see is still the same as the previous night?" ”

Tao Tao said, "No! Then I saw not only a black face, but also two glowing eyes that sparkled and turned. I hurriedly called Zhou's mother in the next room. I explained it to her, and she accompanied me into the courtyard to inspect it, but quietly there was nothing out of the ordinary. At that time, not only was I so scared that my soul was not possessed, but even Zhou's mother couldn't help but tremble. ”

Jing Mo could hear it, and felt a chill on his skin, as if he was in the environment that Wei Taotao said.