Zhang Shixun was stunned on the spot, unable to comprehend what was happening.
I helped you open the door, shouldn't you let me in?
Just as I was daydreaming, the door banged open a crack.
The woman said quickly, "Thank you, sir!"
Zhang Shixun was delighted, but before he could say anything, a piece of clothing was thrown into his arms through the crack in the door.
Then, with a "bang", the door closed again.
He held his clothes in his hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and remembered the words of Confucius: Only women and villains are difficult to raise!
He stood outside the door for a long time, then laughed at himself: Forget it, I won't bother with a little woman. I'll just treat it as me taking shelter from the rain. If I meet an unlucky woman, I'll help her out.
Thinking this way, I feel much better.
For the sake of his self-respect, he would not knock on the door. Since he was turned away, there was no need to embarrass himself.
Just stand here for one night.
He slowly put on his clothes. A faint fragrance drifted into his nose. He sniffed hard, and the fragrance disappeared again.
There should be no perfume in this era, this fragrance should belong to the smell of a woman.
It's a bit tempting.
He lifted up the front of his shirt and was about to sniff it carefully again when the door behind him rang again. The woman stepped out, her plump chest heaving violently and panting.
Damn! He really comes and goes like the wind!
Zhang Shixun was confused for a moment and stared at her with wide eyes.
I'm really confused by her. I don't understand what she's up to.
In the darkness, only her hazy outline could be seen. I have to admit that even the outline looked very beautiful, with her hair standing upright, her neck slender, her chest towering... This figure and these lines were absolutely fascinating.
"Ghost!" The woman in white pointed towards the yard in horror and quickly hid behind him.
Zhang Shixun was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly looked towards the yard.
The yard was pitch black and I couldn't see anything. I could only hear the sound of the rain and the whirring sound of the wind blowing through the eaves.
"Are you sure there is a ghost in there?" Zhang Shixun calmed down and turned to ask the woman.
"I...I..." The woman clutched Zhang Shixun's sleeve tightly and spoke incoherently, "I saw a...ghost in the embroidery building."
"Don't be afraid!" Zhang Shixun patted her hands.
I wanted to tell her that there are no ghosts in this world, but when the words were on the tip of my tongue, I changed my mind and thought to myself: Since you don't play by the rules, then I won't teach you any scientific knowledge.
I want to play my own game.
If I don't take this opportunity to scare you, I won't be able to get over this bad feeling. Aren't you afraid of ghosts? I'll take advantage of the situation and make a fuss about ghosts.
He made up his mind and asked her, "Excuse me, my lady, what does the ghost you are talking about look like?"
"That ghost...that ghost..." She was still in shock and said in a trembling voice, "It was dressed like me, all in white, wandering...wandering around in the embroidery building."
Damn it! You're just scaring yourself.
Zhang Shixun was delighted. Since what she said was so convincing, he might as well continue with the story and scare her a little to prevent her from going in and out again and making people dizzy.
It’s a dreary rainy night, a long night, and I’m outside all alone, how desolate it is.
It’s better to have someone accompany you.
As the plot develops to this point, it gradually becomes interesting.
Having made up his mind, he decided to stimulate her thoughts, "Has anyone died in this yard recently?"
When the woman in white heard this, she gripped his sleeve even tighter, "No...I don't know."
"Isn't this your home? How could you not know?" Zhang Shixun was puzzled.
The woman in white hesitated for a moment before she whispered the truth: "This is my sister's house. I came here to get some things."
"oh!"
Zhang Shixun shook his head secretly.
If it's not your home, why do you say it's your home?
What a waste of time.
"I understand now. You came here to help her get something, but you lost your keys on the way here, and unfortunately it rained."
The woman in white nodded repeatedly.
"Why did you come here alone? Why is there no one following you?"
Logically speaking, given the strict etiquette of the Song Dynasty, women should not go out alone.
"Originally, a younger sister and a maid were going to come with me, but something happened at the last minute. I thought it wasn't far, so I came alone."
Zhang Shixun didn't want to go too far with the topic, so he brought it back to the ghost: "It seems that the ghost in the embroidery building didn't follow us out."
As he said this, he pretended to look into the yard.
The woman in white leaned closer to him again, almost touching his right arm.
That's right. Zhang Shixun really enjoys this feeling of being close yet distant. Of course, it would be even better if they could be closer.
"What should I do?" The woman in white started to chatter with her upper and lower teeth again.
Zhang Shixun pretended to be in deep thought, stroking his chin and saying, "We are both human, right?"
This really scared her, and she nodded vigorously, "Of course they are all human beings."
"Since you are a human, you definitely don't know what ghosts think."
What nonsense!
"Yes, yes." The woman in white agreed. She really didn't know what ghosts were thinking.
"Then we can only try to guess what the ghost in the embroidery building is going to do."
"Sir, please speak." The woman in white was completely at a loss.
"If you're not mistaken, the ghost in the embroidery building is a wandering ghost. Do you agree?"
"I don't understand." The woman in white nodded and shook her head, looking very confused.
Zhang Shixun smiled secretly and said, "You are right not to understand. To be honest, I don't understand either."
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