Chapter 292

The more Wu Liang said, the lower his voice: "the scholar followed the boss and went up the stairs. At this time, he remembered that he didn't know which ancient book he had read. When he went up the stairs in the middle of the night, he couldn't count. Otherwise, when he counted to the 18th, something bad would happen. "

"But sometimes, the more I think about it, the more I can't help it. I don't know when, the scholar followed the steps and counted one by one. The floor is too old. When you step on it, "creak, creak," the scholar accompanies the sound and follows the devil like, "one, two, three"... "

The three people listening to the story in the room seemed to really hear the "creak creak" sound from the stairs.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen." The scholar stopped“ The sound of "creak, creak" stopped. It seems that nothing happened. The scholar was relieved. The book was really about fun, but when he relaxed and showed a smile -- "

A heavy "squeak" sound up!

The three people who listened to the story shook hard at the same time. Shi Qing's reaction was more intense. He jumped up in fright. When he fell to the ground, the weight of his body pressed on his injured foot. He was unprepared for a moment, and suddenly screamed!

The two smugglers were also like enemies. The short beard put his hand into his arms and took out a sharp dagger!

Everyone was staring at the wooden door that made a noise nervously, and then the wooden door opened slowly under the gaze of everyone.

The innkeeper with a wrinkled face. For the convenience of carrying things, he put the short candlestick on the pile of bedding. At this time, the candlelight lit up the lower half of his face, but the upper half of his face was buried in a shadow, which seemed to be terrifying for no reason.

Except for Wu Liang, who racked his brains to think about how to continue the next paragraph, the remaining three people all felt that their sweat bristled.

The innkeeper didn't know that they didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and they were still idle to tell a ghost story. He continued to say in his slow voice, "guests, where can I put the quilt?"

As he asked, he took a few steps forward. He didn't know what was wrong with the candle. He held his figure on the wall and turned it into a monster with a bow on his back.

For a moment, no one answered.

The boss looked at them strangely. He had opened a shop in this place for many years. It was not easy for him to earn this money in the wilderness. The boss knew that the atmosphere of these four people was not right before. He said that he was going to take the bedding. He would not come up with the bedding until there was no movement in their room upstairs.

Who knows, the atmosphere is not dangerous, but it is more strange than before.

But if it doesn't involve him, even if the four nights are a mess, as long as they are willing to pay, they are all good customers.

The boss can't wait to answer, put the quilt on the bed directly, said annoyed, and went downstairs.

Creak, the door is closed.

After that, the sound of "creak creak" went away gradually from big to small.

Shi Qing breathed out the breath that she had been holding for a long time, and then she felt that it was too long, and her lung was a little painful.

The two smugglers also took a breath.

Short beard stiff smile way: "ha ha, just now that is the voice of the boss up, look at you scared, the face is white."

It's Shi Qing.

Shi Qing doesn't care to retort. His heart is still pounding, and if you look carefully, the faces of the two smugglers are not relaxed.

Wu Liang finally took advantage of the time when the innkeeper came up and thought of the following story. He said with ease, "let's go on to the following story. The scholar didn't listen to the book just now. When he counted the stairs to the 18th floor in the evening, the monster will come out soon!"

Short beard interrupted him immediately: "stop talking!" He gave a blunt excuse: "your story is too long. It hasn't been to the point for a long time. When you finish this story, it will be bright outside! Today, I'll let you go. I'll take the quilt and make it. I'll go to bed as soon as possible. There are still serious things to do tomorrow! "

Shi Qing wanted to stop for a long time, but he didn't know what the two men thought and didn't dare to propose. At this time, he heard that short beard was willing to let go and was not happy.

Shi Qing quickly echoed the short beard: "that is, it's so late, tired for a day, you'd better go to bed first!"

Wu Liang was puzzled that he would find the pleasure of telling stories and was a little reluctant to give up. However, what everyone said was true. Although he had slept all afternoon before, he still walked most of the night. The pain in his legs turned up and he couldn't help yawning.

Shi Qing said, "look, are you sleepy, too? Let's spread out the quilt and get some sleep. We'll have to get up early tomorrow. "

Two illegal salt dealers said in a hurry: "you find a place to sleep by yourself!" Quickly shake open the bed with a musty smell of bedding, as if a second into a deep sleep, quickly played a uniform snoring.

With some regret, Wu Liang gave up telling the story.

He helped Shi Qing to one side of the stool and asked him to wait. He opened the pile of bedding and spread it. He was a little disgusted and pinched the quilt which felt not warm at all. After thinking about it, he suddenly came up to smell it.

Shi Qing asked him strangely, "just sleep. What do you smell?"

Wu Liang was afraid to disturb the two smugglers to sleep. He replied in a low voice, "you don't know. I've heard people say before that when I go out to stay in an inn, there are four sides of the quilt cover. When I smell which end of the quilt is smelly, I know that it used to cover my feet. It's better to change the direction of the cover, so that I don't have to toss the quilt again when I lie down. I'm so hot that I can't shake my breath."

Wu Liang said as he put the corner of his hand under his nose to smell it. He immediately felt his stomach churning up: "what's the taste of it?"

He hurriedly changed the other direction, this time more cautious, far away, gently smell.

Shi Qing looked at Wu Liang's eyes and turned white.

Shi Qing jumped to Wu Liang with one leg and shook him gently: "why, don't you scare me!"

Wu Liang was shaken by him for a long time before he woke up. He heard Shi Qing's question. Without saying a word, the corner of the quilt he was holding on his hand sent him under his nose.

Shi Qing instinctively took a breath, and then, he quickly turned white.

Wu Liang shakes him.

Shi Qing doesn't move.

Wu Liang had no choice but to pinch his people.

Shi Qingmeng took a breath and woke up. He asked Wu Liang with lingering fear: "what was that just now?"

He doesn't really don't know, he's unbelievable.

Wu Liang broke his self deception: "it's the quilt we're going to cover at night."

Shi Qing stares at Wu Liang.

Wu Liang looks at Shi Qing.