After a pause, the woman in white asked again, "Sir, tell me, will this ghost in the embroidery building harm people?"
Zhang Shixun said, "It's hard to say. I once heard an old man say that a ghost who died suddenly must find a scapegoat before entering reincarnation."
"A scapegoat? How do I find one?"
"Is there even a need to ask? It's killing people, and the people it kills are the scapegoats."
"You...you said that this ghost in the embroidery building wants to harm me?"
"How would I know, but..."
"What?"
"When the ghost in the embroidery building saw you go in alone, and you were a beautiful woman, it would...it would..."
The woman in white had already completely pressed herself against Zhang Shixun's right arm and asked in a trembling voice, "What?"
"It's obvious, it has evil intentions... Hey! What's wrong with you?"
Zhang Shixun was talking excitedly when he suddenly saw the woman sliding limply to the ground. He quickly supported her and said, "It's okay! I'm here. Ghosts won't dare to come near. Look, the ghost didn't follow you out."
I cursed myself inwardly for being despicable. Why would I scare a weak woman for no reason? Isn't that taking advantage of someone's misfortune?
Enough is enough.
The woman in white half leaned on Zhang Shixun. It took her a long time to catch her breath. She asked weakly, "What should I do now?"
"There are two options. One is to stay here and wait until daybreak. The other is..."
"What's two?"
"That depends on your courage. If it were me, I would just go in and find out what the ghost is doing, so as to prevent it from causing trouble in the future."
Hearing this, the woman in white shuddered.
After a long pause, she stamped her feet and said, "Sir, will you come in with me?"
"Go in?" Zhang Shixun looked at her in surprise. Of course, he couldn't see clearly in the dark, so he asked, "Madam, are you sure you want to go in?"
"Yes! Just go in." She made up her mind and calmed down.
This made Zhang Shixun admire the woman in front of him.
Being brave does not mean not being afraid of anything. There is another kind of bravery in the world, which is to face things even if you are afraid.
"Okay! I'll go in with you, but I want to make sure you're not scared?"
The woman in white was silent for a moment before she said, "I'm terrified, but you're right. Since the ghost has come to my house, I must find out what it's doing here. Otherwise, I'll definitely have nightmares from now on. How can I live like that?"
"In that case, I'll risk my life for you... I'm not boasting, but I'm born fearless, not to mention ghosts and monsters. Let's go! Let's meet this ghost."
Zhang Shixun grabbed her little hand and walked towards the yard.
The woman in white shyly tried to pull her hand away, but failed. After a moment's hesitation, she simply let him do what he wanted.
Zhang Shixun was secretly pleased with himself, thinking: "Didn't you want to shut me out? But in the end, you fell into my hands."
The woman's little hands were cold, soft and smooth, and it felt great to hold them in my hands.
Walking through the rain to the embroidery building, Zhang Shixun kicked open the half-closed door without a word and shouted in a pretentious manner, "Listen up, wild ghosts in this room, get out right now! Otherwise, I will knock you to the ground and step on you ten thousand times, sending you to the eighteenth level of hell, where you will never be able to stand up again!"
As for whether he had ten thousand feet, he had no time to think about it.
What matters is the momentum of speaking.
After waiting for a while, there was no response from the embroidery building. This was just as he expected. It would be normal if there was no response. It would be weird if there was an response.
"Since you don't come out, I'll go in." If you're acting, then act it out to the fullest.
Zhang Shixun pulled the woman in white and stepped into the embroidery building with a heroic and confident look.
It was so dark in the embroidery building that you couldn't see your hand in front of you and couldn't see anything.
Zhang Shixun said considerately, "Hey, it's dark here, watch your step."
"I don't say 'Hello', I say..." The woman said halfway and stopped.
"If you don't call me 'Hey', what should I call me?" Zhang Shixun certainly wanted to know her name.
"My name is... Never mind, you should just call me wife.
"Okay, my lady, I'll listen to you." Zhang Shixun called out the word "my lady" with great emotion.
Not only did he not reject this title, but he liked it very much.
In his impression, it seemed that in ancient times only husband and wife called each other "sir" and "wife". Of course, this impression came from movies and TV.
What he didn't know was that in the Song Dynasty, ordinary men and women could also address each other like this.
"Where is the ghost you are talking about?" Zhang Shixun asked.
"Upstairs...upstairs." The woman in white's hands were shaking violently.
"Where are the stairs? I can't see them."
"Go forward, to the right."
"Follow me closely, don't let go... Ouch!"
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" The woman in white shuddered.
"I was so busy talking to my... my wife that I bumped into the wall. It hurts!"
Zhang Shixun was not lying. He really hit the wall. He felt a hot and wet sensation in his nostrils. He reached out and touched it, and it seemed to be bleeding.
"Sir, are you okay?" The woman in white's tone was full of concern.
"Hmm! My nose seems to be bleeding. Could this be the legendary 'ghost wall'?"
"Ah!" The woman in white trembled, "Ghost Wall?"
"I don't know, but I've hit my head against the wall."
The woman in white clenched his hand.
Zhang Shixun reached out his other hand and touched it. "This is a real wall, not a ghost wall."
The woman in white breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me. I thought it was a ghost... a ghost wall."
In the darkness, Zhang Shixun grinned.
"What should we do next?" the woman asked in a trembling voice, "Will it come down?"
"Let's go up, no matter if it comes down or not."
"Um!"
The stairs are narrow and steep, but not too long.
The door of the upstairs room was blown by the wind, making a "creaky! creaky" sound, sometimes opening and sometimes closing, which looked very creepy in the rainy night.
When they arrived at the door to the second floor, the woman was so nervous that she held Zhang Shixun's hand tightly.
Zhang Shixun took the opportunity to feel the coolness and smoothness of her hands. For a moment, he put the ghost catching matter aside and stood at the door in a daze.
Seeing him standing in front of the door motionless, the woman in white pulled him.
Zhang Shixun finally came to his senses and whispered in her ear, "Just wait here. I'll go in first. Once I've subdued the ghost, I'll call you in."
The woman in white nodded vigorously.
Zhang Shixun let go of the hand of the woman in white and stepped into the room.
In the embroidered building, there was indeed a white figure swaying in the middle of the house. Although Zhang Shixun was brave, he couldn't help but shudder.
There was no time to think, he roared, flew towards the white shadow, and punched it. With a "puff" sound, his punch hit the white shadow.
Then, Zhang Shixun was stunned, and then burst into laughter...
"Sir, what are you laughing at? Did you kill the ghost?" the woman in white asked anxiously outside the door.
"You'll know if you come and take a look. Hahahaha!" Zhang Shixun bent over with laughter.
"I...I don't dare."
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