Chapter 474 Storytelling
“It’s not surprising that the tablet has been turned over and over again,” Mr. Qiao is also a well-read man: “What’s strange is that it can still exist.”
“Actually, Looking into the details, we can also find A lot of things." Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "For example, how could Brigadier Zhu's suppression of bandits be reversed by the later Township Party Vigilante Group? This shows that the stubborn local feudal forces have always been the target of his struggle, and he probably also dealt with them in the name of suppressing bandits. Many colluders Banditry was a powerful force that brought trouble to the local area. "
"You must know that he was still in the Jingguo Army at that time, and the Jingguo Army itself was also a local warlord. It was Tang Jiyao who used the excuse of rebellion to take advantage of the melee between the warlords in central Sichuan and take over Sichuan, Yunnan and Guizhou. expanded with authority "
"Combining these, we can see the revolutionary nature of the character. Although the suppression of bandits in Gulou Mountain was a small event in his military career, it is enough to understand his ambitions. .”
This is actually the charm of studying history. It is not to read superficial articles of historical records, but to carefully study what is underneath the words and find out the logical context of characters and events.
By reviewing the lives of historical figures one by one, the three views of political history will be basically established and unbreakable.
Since Zhou Zhi's rebirth, even in Fawang Temple, in addition to investigating during the day and sorting out in the evening, he has also continued to write his own book at night. About 7,000 words a day is almost unbeatable.
To be honest, there is actually very little time to brag about the "Dragon Gate Formation" like today.
“Jiuzi knows so many allusions.” Heng Fa expressed his appreciation.
"You can't listen to the story in vain, you have to change it." Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "Everyone comes one at a time."
"Then let the wood come first." Heng Fa said: "It's your turn to tell it after you finish. What I told you is not a story. I have to start over. Well...I still have to think about it."
"Then let me tell you a story about a man in red clothes..." Mr. Qiao picked up the cup: "Once upon a time, there was a pavilion in the south of Anyang City, and there were people there at night. If you sleep, you will die the next day ..."
This is a famous story "The Scholar of Anyang Pavilion" in "Sou Shen Ji". The story itself is not scary, it is even a bit ridiculous. However, in the first half, a man in black comes to the pavilion in the middle of the night. Outside he asked lightly: "Ting" Pavilion master, are the people in the pavilion asleep?" A voice suddenly came out of the pavilion and replied: "There is a scholar who is still studying. He just lay down and hasn't fallen asleep yet." That paragraph, in Master Qiao. Under the construction, it is quite scary.
The sky is getting dark, and the flickering firelight combined with the weird sounds on the cliff outside are perfect for telling horror stories.
Although Hengfa is an adult, he seems to be afraid and curious about these strange stories about gods and gods, and is afraid of hearing but also loves to hear them. He is completely different from Bai Tian.
After this feature was discovered by Zhou Zhi and Mr. Qiao, it became horror story time after dark.
However, Hengfa seems to be a lot bolder today. He is not touching the world or the ground on the cliff, which gives Hengfa a huge sense of security and even some arrogance.
Zhou Zhi didn’t take it too seriously, and thought about it and said: "Then let me tell you a story about Baimi Township. Does Huang Daosheng know it? Today I will tell you how he cultivated to become a spirit."
Huang Daosheng They are the names of several goblins in the village. Many stories are based on these people and are made up with noses and eyes.
"There was a pharmacist before..."
"Elbow, you are trying to make things up to scare people again! What is a pharmacist!"
"Okay, okay, once upon a time there was a woodcutter, and he can be a woodcutter. Right? The woodcutter has to go to the mountains to collect firewood and sell it in the rice field to earn a day’s food.”
"There are several 'Shengji' on the road collecting firewood. Every time I pass by, the woodcutter will pray a few words. Basically, I am a poor man collecting firewood. My livelihood is forced to pass by you. If you are disturbed, don't be offended. "Like..." 'Shengji' is the local dialect name for the ancient tomb stone chamber in Jiachuan area, and the atmosphere of the story suddenly rose.
"Then one day, the old woodcutter came back from collecting firewood. When he passed by Shengji, he found a shiny thing on the ground. He picked it up and saw that it turned out to be a piece of silver."
"This matter is revealing. Weird, he has walked this road too many times. If there was money, the woodcutter would have seen it long ago. , if it was dropped by someone passing by, this place has always been inaccessible, and even if there are people, they are poor like him, and it is impossible to have silver with them."
"The woodcutter didn't dare to ask for the silver, so he gave it away. Throwing it into Shengji, he bowed and said, "Thanks to your love, I can still afford it now." I dare not trouble my ancestors for rewards.'"
Hengfa nodded: "Don't seek undue blessings, and don't be greedy for unreasonable gains. The old woodcutter has done well, and he should be rewarded."
"Hehehehe..." Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "The blessing did not come, but I had a dream. That night , the old woodcutter dreamed that an old fisherman with a long beard and an oar came to him and said to him: "That silver is not mine. If you pick it up and throw it into my house, it will cause harm." I've been involved in a karma, and I'm bound to be pestered by evil guests tomorrow.'"
"'The old fisherman also said that he has been respectful to you all these years and has never teased you, but unexpectedly he was led by you and became like a cat scratching rice cakes, unable to get rid of his claws. What crime should you do?'"
"The woodcutter knew that the fisherman in front of him was the old ghost in Shengji, and he couldn't help but be terrified. , I was so frightened that I knelt down and begged for mercy in my dream. "
"After a while, the old fisherman said: 'You will encounter a strange thing tomorrow. You can't panic or run away. Just a few words of advice and everything will be fine; if you panic like now, it will definitely lead to disaster. . '"
"The woodcutter kowtowed and asked if he could stop collecting firewood. The old fisherman said: "The situation has been provoked. You can't escape. Just do as I say. Tomorrow." No matter what, don't panic. Once the food is properly prepared, it will naturally benefit you.'"
"On the second day, the woodcutter still didn't dare to disobey the old ghost's instructions. He went there in fear and fetched some firewood at random. He waited until the afternoon before going back and walking to the vicinity of Shengji. , the woodcutter always felt that something was following him, so he turned around and looked..."
"Elbow, please speak up!" Hengfa has been tricked by two little ones in the past few days. He knows the tricks now. Knowing that this is the time to scare people, he immediately waved his hand to interrupt.
"Actually, it's nothing." Zhou Zhi smiled sinisterly: "The woodcutter turned his head and found that something was really following behind him. It was neither a wolf nor a jackal, nor a dog nor a fox, but a weasel."
Heng Fa just breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Zhou Zhi continue: "But... there is something wrong with this weasel. At the same time, he stood upright and walked only on his two hind legs. He also had a shabby child's clothes hanging on his body and a tiger head hat on his head. He didn't know which baby he picked up from the grave of a child who died in infancy. "..."
Hengfa suddenly felt that his nerves were getting tense, and this situation was a bit terrifying.
Zhou Zhi continued to tell the story: "The woodcutter felt a chill on his back. He was afraid that he had encountered a monster. He was so frightened that his legs trembled and he almost collapsed to the ground."
"But when I thought of the words of the old ghost in my dream, I had to calm down and keep walking forward."
"But the problem came. He walked forward, and the thing behind him kept following him, and the woodcutter turned back. Several times, I found that the thing was hanging behind me and never left. ”
"The woodcutter hurriedly quickened his pace, but after walking for a long time, he discovered another problem. As he walked around, people were always near Shengji!"
"Not only did he encounter a goblin, but also Hit the wall when you encounter a ghost!”
(End of this chapter)