Chapter 825

The environment of each hospital should be the same.

It's cold.

quiet.

Especially in the evening, I can hardly hear a sound, almost dead.

Gu Yan was not very afraid. After all, there was a "bodyguard" here, but she couldn't sleep because she was tossing and turning in bed.

"Hey, tell me a story?"

She opened her eyes.

The guy in the next bed breathed smoothly and didn't respond.

"I know you didn't sleep. You ignored me and I came."

Sure enough, the effect is immediate.

"If you can't sleep, you can watch a movie on your mobile phone."

Chen Liang still didn't open his eyes.

"I don't want to see it. I just want to hear stories."

Gu Yan will not let go.

"I won't."

"I don't believe it. It's not an excessive request. I'm a patient now. Can you have a little compassion?"

Gu Yan went both ways. After the threat, he began to sell miserably again. Pitifully, he said, "please."

Few men should be able to refuse this plea.

Chen Liang, who almost fell asleep but was awakened, opened his eyes helplessly.

"I really won't."

"You run a film and television company. You usually read so many scripts. How can you not? You just don't want to say, do you?"

Seeing that Gu Yan was about to sit up, Chen Liang could only step back.

Otherwise, if this girl makes trouble, she may really run to his bed.

"What kind of do you want to hear?"

"Whatever, I love what you say."

Chen Liang was silent for a moment, as if thinking.

"... there is a young couple who is about to graduate from college. They love each other and have always been the envy of the students, but the only regret is that the man has never given a promise in the past four years."

"At graduation, because they were on the same train line, they took the same train home. There were 12 stations for boys and 7 stations for girls. Seeing that the boys had nothing to say until now, the girl said lost: call me at the station. Then she fell asleep."

Gu Yan'an listened quietly and cheerfully.

"I don't know how long later, the girl was awakened, but she found that she had sat for several stops. The girl turned her head strangely and incomprehensibly and saw the boy's gentle smiling face: come home with me?"

"The girl laughed and tears fell down in an instant."

Although I think it is a monotonous love story, Gu Yan is not picky. After all, it doesn't matter whether the story is interesting or not. The key is the intention of telling the story.

When she was about to speak, she didn't know that the story was not over.

Chen Liang's voice continued to ring.

"In this way, the girl followed the boy to the small mountain village where he gave birth to him, and then she was sold to an old bachelor in her fifties."

Gu Yan was stunned. All his emotions were suddenly broken up by the unexpected ending. He couldn't cry or laugh and said, "you bastard!"

"Isn't that what you want to hear?"

"Can't you say something positive? What are you talking about?"

"Is there anything wrong with this story? It tells us that people are separated from each other and should not easily trust others."

"I don't care. I don't like this story. Change it."

Gu Yandao is irrefutable.

"Since you don't like listening to love stories, tell you a terrible story? I did see a script, but it was too bloody and dark, so it didn't start."

Did you just say a love story?

Gu Yan's stomach Fei didn't entangle much.

"OK, I like watching horror movies best."

Chen Liang has been raising money for a longer time.

"Hello. Tell me quickly. Won't you fall asleep?"

At the urging of Gu Yan, Chen Liang opened his mouth slowly.

"A man got a stack of thick materials from a distant relative in the countryside. It is said that they are the relics left by an ancient ancestor of his family. The relative warned him not to damage them, let alone lose them, otherwise the spirit of the ancestor in heaven would not spare him.

He carefully opened the pile of paper, and a smell of old and musty smelled straight through his nostrils, disgusting. Judging from the paper, it seems to have a history of thousands of years. The yellow rice paper is like the paper burned in the fire for sacrificing the dead. The paper is very fragile, and it feels like it will break into powder at the touch. He moved it very carefully, and the whole room was affected by this ancient atmosphere The paper is full of letters, one after another, that kind of straight regular script from top to bottom and from right to left. The very beautiful brush writing is not like face style or willow style, but a style never seen before, but this beautiful regular script seems to be written by a girl. It may be his ancestor, maybe his ancestor's wife, or even his lover? "

If you don't scare this girl, she must be endless tonight, so Chen Liang's tone is even lower. Against the dark night outside the window, there is even a gloomy smell.

"No, when he looked carefully, he found that these letters were actually written by a man in his thirties. The handwriting was soft and natural, but he could vaguely see a strange atmosphere. There was a deep fear hidden between his lines, from his every skim and every hold.

Yes, this fear is deeply hidden. You can feel that when the other party writes a letter, he is full of panic, but his hands are not shaking like ordinary people, and his strokes are still powerful, but there is a little cold on the tip of the brush. Maybe he didn't notice it. This is not a letter written by the ancestor, but a letter written by another person to the ancestor 。

"Brother Jinde: it's been ten years since I left Chang'an. Please don't be surprised that I suddenly sent you a letter. You know, the imperial court rewarded me with a luxurious residence in Chang'an, a thousand hectares of fertile land in Guanzhong, and the official post of Jianghuai Festival envoy. But I resigned from the first day. I left the mansion and fertile land and returned to kunzhou alone to live in my hometown In the assassin's residence.

Ten years passed in a flash. I wasted my time alone. I often recall that I was the assassin of kunzhou when the bandits in Anshi made trouble. You were the general under my command. You and I stayed in kunzhou for three years, so that Shi Siming's tens of thousands of troops could not fall into kunzhou and Jianghuai. Finally, we waited for reinforcements and made great achievements. Brother Jinde, I miss you more and more I'm writing to you this time to tell you something - my family is haunted. "

"Is there a place like kunzhou in the Tang Dynasty?"

Gu Yan couldn't help saying.

Maybe it's not entirely based on real talent, but she's definitely not stupid to go to Peking University. At least she knows the basic knowledge of history.

She knew that in the an Shi rebellion, Zhang Xun and Xu Yuan were stuck in Suiyang, and finally the city broke and died. But how did the letter writer stick to kunzhou for three years? Was he more capable than Zhang Xun?

"This man also felt puzzled, so he called his other distant cousin, who is the most learned man in the family and is currently studying for a graduate student in history.

My cousin heard his question on the phone. After a long silence, he slowly said: Yes, I read the stack of letters you read now a year ago. I immediately fell into it completely. I searched all kinds of materials and even made a field investigation, but I was disappointed that there was nothing, but I asked experts to identify them. These letters are indeed authentic works of people in the Tang Dynasty, absolutely It's not a forgery of future generations. Listen to me, don't read it again, you will fall into it. These letters are terrible and contain blood, the blood of history. Do it yourself. Bye. "

"He didn't accept the advice. He just felt that his cousin, who had a sense of mystery since childhood, was playing tricks and continued to open the second letter."

"Brother Jinde: I'm very glad to see your letter. It turns out that you have already returned to the field. That's a good thing. Last time I said that my family was haunted. Yes, the ghost has been pestering me. I vaguely felt that the ghost had haunted this ancient house since the day I moved back to kunzhou from Chang'an ten years ago, but I didn't realize that it was a ghost at that time.

But this year, it has been moving more and more frequently. In fact, I've never been afraid of ghosts, but this time I'm really afraid. You know, the assassin's mansion in kunzhou was a very old house. After the war, the new assassin built a new assassin's mansion, and I live alone in this old house. This house is very big and broken. You don't know, I don't Hire a servant. I'm used to living alone in Nuo Da's house. My friends advised me to renew Hyun's wife, but I refused. Have you renewed Hyun? God, now the ghost is coming again. It's torturing me. I can't write any more. That's all. "

Gu Yan didn't think about the authenticity of the story. After all, it was just a script, but she sensed a chill inexplicably and subconsciously tightened the quilt.

"He can't wait to open the third letter. Brother Jinde: you said in your letter that you have already continued Hyun and have three sons. Congratulations. Think about me, you may really be alone all your life. Yes, the guess in your letter is right. I will never forget Yuexiang, her eyes, her smile and her body. She died in kunzhou ten years ago. In this room, I will never forget her forever Can't get rid of her, forever.

Over the past ten years, although I have been alone, I have raised many cats, more than 20 of them, including the cat with two eyes of different colors sold to me by Persian businessmen at a high price. These cats have been with me for ten years, just like my lover. With these more than 20 cats, I feel like a group of wives and concubines. Yes, I love them, and I regard them as a group of beautiful cats Women.

But strange things have happened since there was a ghost in my family. Yesterday, one of my white cats disappeared and couldn't be found anyway. Later, I found that there was a smell of meat in my kitchen. I haven't eaten meat for ten years. Since the end of the war, I have become a vegetarian and lived like a monk.

I was very surprised. I never cooked meat. I opened the pot. My God, there was my missing cat. The cat was torn apart, all its hair was pulled out, its internal organs were cleaned out, and the meat was cooked. I immediately fainted. Although I had seen countless bloody scenes in kunzhou for three years, I had almost never seen blood in the past ten years, and I My relationship with the cat became deeper and deeper. Seeing such a tragedy, I cried like a dead wife.

I understand that this must have been the work of the ghost, because my residence used to be the residence of the assassin, with a very high wall, and because the rumor that my family was haunted is well known in the whole city, no one dared to break in. I was in great pain. Jinde, this is retribution, retribution ten years ago. You should understand the meaning of this sentence. "

"This man must be crazy."

Gu Yan is reading global horror films, but he has always despised the existence of ghosts. As for ghosts who kill cats and cook them, it is even more night.

The writer should have schizophrenia and hallucinations. If a person lives alone in such a gloomy and terrible ancient house for ten years, his spirit will collapse. The "Yuexiang" mentioned here is obviously a woman, perhaps his past wife. It is certain that he deeply loved Yuexiang, but he later lost Yuexiang. Therefore, in order to mourn his dead wife, he always lived in the room where his wife died, and lived a vegetarian fast, giving up his glory and wealth. In this regard, The writer is really a rare lover.

"What about the fourth letter?"

"Do you really want to hear?"

Chen Liang warned, "it will be cruel next."

"It doesn't matter. I often watch ghost movies alone in my bedroom. It's great for you to scare me."

Chen Liang glanced at her and continued.

"Brother Jinde: in just ten days, six of my cats were killed and cooked. Although I moved all the firewood guys in the kitchen and the pot on the stove, and went to the temple vegetarian Zhai in the city every day, the omnipresent ghost still didn't know where to get the firewood and pot. I was terrified. Every night, I gathered all the cats on my bed and slept with me I slept with Yuexiang in this bed ten years ago. It's very spacious. Sleeping in this bed, I can dream of her almost every night. She is as young and beautiful as ten years ago. She will always be 20 years old.

You will never forget how much Yuexiang and I loved each other in those years and became the envy of your generals and officers. Yes, Yuexiang is a talented woman, and her poetic talent is not under me. It's a pity that she was born a woman. If Yuexiang was a man, she would certainly be the prime minister as an official and a scholar for centuries. But she also has all the advantages of a woman Beautiful and virtuous, she was considerate to me. Among all the officials and family members in kunzhou in those years, her needlework was also the best. I clearly remember that brother Jinde, your wife asked Yuexiang for rust Jinping's skills.

Now, everything is over. They are no longer alive, and you and I don't care about political affairs. A group of cats were sleeping at the place where she slept. Although they were very restless at night, it's really unpredictable. I'm really afraid they were captured by the ghost and made into Cat soup. They are the last hope in my life. Brother Jinde, what do you think I should do? Please give them to me Guide the maze. "