Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 191: This is a bit extreme

The child was chewing candy and speaking in a low voice. You could tell she was trying to look spooky, but she looked just cute no matter how you looked at her.

"This story started 20 years ago. At that time, there was an opera singer named Ningning. She had a miserable life. She didn't know who her parents were. She was abandoned on the side of the official road. There was only a word "Ning" written on her swaddling clothes. She was adopted by an opera troupe passing by and learned to sing opera since she was young. Who would have thought that when she grew up, the little abandoned baby turned out to be so beautiful and charming. She also sang wonderfully and soon became the leading actress of the opera troupe."

Li Yingluo and Zheng Yinping looked at each other when they heard this. They had also heard of this person named Ningning.

Whenever the family invited a troupe to perform, they would always hear the elders say that the show would definitely be better if Ningning was there.

"and after?"

Yang Yiyi had never heard of this, so she still asked with the mentality of coaxing a child.

"Later, Ningning fell in love with a scholar who often came to listen to operas. They were a match made in heaven, a match made in heaven. However, scholars have not had much money since ancient times. Seeing that the two of them were living together and wanted to get married, the boss of the opera troupe asked for a dowry of ten taels of silver, which the scholar could not afford."

A popular actress only asked for this little dowry when she got married, and it was really just a token of her appreciation, and the troupe boss didn't make things difficult for her.

But I just can’t take it out. A penny can make a hero fall.

"The boss of the opera troupe saw that the scholar was so poor, and he was not very willing to let Ningning marry him. After so many years, even if he didn't treat Ningning as his own daughter, he should have treated her as his niece. Of course, he didn't want Ningning to marry a poor guy."

"And then the two of them eloped?"

"No, that scholar can't even afford the money to elope, so what can he elope with?"

This is too realistic.

"They didn't have money to get married but it didn't affect their relationship. Gradually, they had a daughter. Because she was born out of wedlock, they didn't dare to tell anyone else and had to raise her secretly in the opera troupe."

When Yang Yiyi heard this, she said calmly:
"As long as two people love each other, why bother about what others think."

She thought so because when her parents got married, they couldn't afford the bride price or dowry, and they didn't even have a wedding banquet. Her father personally borrowed a trumpet and blew it for a while, and called on his uncles and brothers to help carry the sedan chair, and just like that, he brought Yang Yiyi's mother back home.

The old couple have been loving each other for decades and have rarely had any quarrels. Isn't that good?

Zheng Yinping and Li Yingluo also envied this kind of free love, but it is hard to say whether they envied love or freedom.

After all, both of them are daughters of official families, and it is not up to them to decide whether to get married or who to marry.

"Later, the scholar said he was going to Beijing to take the imperial examination, and when he passed, he would bring Ningning and her daughter home in style. Ningning did not suspect anything, and gave the scholar all her savings she had accumulated over the years to help him."

Hearing this, Li Yingluo and Zheng Yinping already had a bad feeling.

"Who would have thought that after three years, there was no news from him. Everyone said that the scholar must have been kidnapped by bandits on the way, and his body might not even be found. But Ningning always believed that the scholar would come back to pick her and her daughter up. Until one day, hey, it was almost like today, and a troupe of actors was invited to perform in Tianshui City. On the way, Ningning saw the scholar and was immediately heartbroken."

Yang Yiyi wondered:

"Isn't this a good thing?"

"What's good about that? The scholar did pass the imperial examination, but he already had an engaged daughter from an official family. He had no intention of coming back at all."

"Ah? There are actually people like this?"

"Ningning immediately went to confront the heartless man, but he pretended not to know her and refused to even see his own daughter."

"And this Ningning...?"

"Alas, since ancient times, love has always been a powerful weapon that hurts people. Ningning went back to her room and couldn't get over it, so she took the red hairpin and committed suicide. Who knew that after her death, she turned into a fierce ghost, and not only killed the unfaithful man and the official's daughter, but also the opera troupe and even her own daughter. The next day, someone came to the inn and found it strange that the door was closed during the day. He quietly pushed the door open and saw a gust of cold wind. The whole room was full of dead people."

Li Yingluo and Zheng Yinping looked at each other. They had always heard from their elders at home that Ningning was a good opera singer, but this was the first time they heard that Ningning had disappeared like this.

"This Ningning is too extreme." "When a person turns into a ghost, how can there be any extreme or not."

The little girl smiled:
"The place where the accident happened was this inn. When you go back to the room, you can still see the talisman on the wall. It's a good thing, right?"

After the little girl finished speaking, she grabbed the candy on the table and skipped back to the door to play hopscotch, leaving the three people looking at each other in bewilderment.

No, are you sure this is a good thing?

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After listening to a story that was hard to tell whether it was a ghost story or a sad story, the three of them felt a little uncomfortable when they returned to their room after dinner.

As the saying goes, you can know a person's face but not his or her heart. Even if it is the person you spend every day with, it is hard to tell what he or she is thinking.

However, Yang Yiyi once again showed the advantage of her carefree personality. After a short while of hesitating, she stopped hesitating and lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Since there were only two beds in the room, the three of them had to take turns sleeping. Even though it was the middle of the night, the lights were on in their room. Zheng Yinping, who was on guard for the first half of the night, took out a military book and read it to pass the time.

As the night deepened, Zheng Yinping got up and refilled the oil lamp twice. Feeling that the time was almost up, she was about to wake up Li Yingluo when she moved her ears and heard some noise outside.

This immediately made Zheng Yinping alert. He reached into his backpack, took out the spear that had been disassembled into three sections, and installed it on the gun head, then listened carefully.

The sound was whirring and light, like a gust of wind. Zheng Yinping initially thought she was just being overly nervous. But soon, she heard the sound of subtle footsteps.

This is not a good sign. At this time, everyone in the inn has gone to bed and it is impossible for them to be walking around outside the door.

Zheng Yinping immediately woke up Li Yingluo and Yang Yiyi.

Li Yingluo was very alert. She opened her eyes and saw Zheng Yinping making a hushing gesture. She immediately realized what she had discovered.

But Yang Yiyi was probably still in a daze because she didn’t get enough sleep, and she seemed to be neither awake nor awake.

It is indeed a good habit for this girl to go to bed early and get up early, but this is what happens if she doesn't get enough sleep.

"There's someone outside, don't make any noise."

Zheng Yinping pointed outside the door, then holding the half-assembled pistol, lowered his body and quietly moved to the door.

Li Yingluo also nervously took her sword and put her fingers on the hilt. Only Yang Yiyi was still staggering, as if she might lie down and fall asleep at any time.

After waiting for a while, Zheng Yinping caught a glimpse of a shadow reflected on the window paper and immediately kicked the door open:
"He Fang Xiaoxiao!"

The three of them rushed out of the room. It was pitch black outside, with only the light of an oil lamp shining from behind them.

A figure was running down the corridor, looking like a guilty thief who had been discovered.

Zheng Yinping was about to chase after him when a gust of wind came in from the window and blew out the oil lamp.

In the darkness, a white thing approached from the other side of the corridor like a float, accompanied by a strange humming sound, which was very scary.

Especially when thinking about the story the little girl told her not long ago, even Li Yingluo, who had always wanted to see with her own eyes what a ghost looked like, felt her scalp tingling and she froze in place for a moment.

But Yang Yiyi probably hadn't woken up yet, so she didn't react to what happened at all, and she just walked towards the approaching white shadow reflexively.

--Snapped!

A big fight knocked Bai Ying to the ground...

(End of this chapter)