Chapter 564
"Look at me... Do I look like a human... or a god?" The hoarse voice, like sandpaper rubbing against each other, came from outside the door again.
The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees in an instant, and several girls shivered at the same time.
Wang Xinyue and the classmates next to her were hugging each other tightly. Even Meng Xue and Xu Yue, who had just talked about Huang Daxianer very boldly, changed their expressions.
Just as He Rong was about to burst into tears while hugging Su Miao's arms, Su Miao said calmly:
"Senior Sister Qingqing, stop making trouble. I recognize your voice."
Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from outside the door, and then the door was pushed open. Senior Sister Qingqing leaned half of her body in, with a smile that looked like she had succeeded in a prank on her face: "Hahaha, are you scared?"
Seeing her figure, everyone's tense nerves relaxed instantly.
He Rong, who was almost frightened to the point of peeing, collapsed on the kang like a deflated ball, patting her throbbing chest with her hand and complaining:
"Senior Sister Qingqing! You're scaring me to death!"
"Yes! Senior Sister Qingqing! You're playing tricks in the middle of the night. I'm scared to death!"
“I was almost reciting the Diamond Sutra out loud!”
Senior Sister Qingqing walked into the room, closed the door behind her, blocking out the cold wind from outside, and said:
"Okay, okay! I apologize to you! But you asked for this, telling ghost stories here in the middle of the night with a dim lamp!
Don’t even mention me, if a wild cat ran by, it would scare you too!”
Su Miao smelled something sweet and fragrant at the tip of her nose and said, "Senior Sister Qingqing, did you bring any delicious food?"
"Wow! Your nose must be sharper than Huang Daxian'er's. Look, roasted sweet potatoes, do you want some?"
Senior Sister Qingqing raised the hot roasted sweet potato in her hand, shook it and asked.
"Eat~ Senior Sister Qingqing, are you roasting sweet potatoes in the kitchen? Did you see any small animals following me when I came back just now?"
Senior Sister Qingqing blinked mysteriously: "There are no small animals, because the one following you... is me."
"Ah?" Several girls widened their eyes at the same time.
"We were roasting sweet potatoes in the open space behind the toilet. I was going to the bathroom and tripped while walking through the grass. As soon as I got up, I saw you rushing into the house as if you had seen a ghost.
I was afraid you might have a seizure, so I came over after using the restroom and happened to hear you guys talking about Wong Tai Sin.
At this moment, everyone was really relieved. It was not some ghost or monster at all. They were just scaring themselves.
Senior Sister Qingqing continued, "Are you guys sleepy now? If not, why not come out and roast sweet potatoes with us?"
So, Senior Sister Qingqing went to the toilet alone and came back with a group of people.
The students were surprised to find that all the seniors were there, sitting in a circle around a fire.
The orange-red flames danced in the darkness, and sparks "crackled" and exploded, like a group of glowing fireflies flying around. The atmosphere seemed very good.
"Huh? Junior sisters, why are you still not sleeping so late?" A senior brother wearing glasses pushed the frame of his glasses on his nose.
"No, they were telling ghost stories in the house. I took them all out." Senior Sister Qingqing replied with a smile.
The seniors moved to the other side, leaving space for them to sit.
No chairs were moved or anything, just some thick cardboard was spread on the ground, and everyone sat on it.
Su Miao noticed that there were several sweet potatoes roasting next to the fire. The skin was charred and cracked, emitting an enticing sweet aroma.
One of the brothers said, "This isn't enough to share. Let's go to the kitchen and get some more to bake."
Su Miao watched the two brothers disappear into the bushes, and a low, gentle male voice came to his ears: "Don't worry, they will be back soon."
He turned around and saw Senior Brother Qin adding firewood to the fire. In the light of the fire, his profile was angular, but his eyes revealed a hint of melancholy.
"I'm not worried..."
Su Miao subconsciously denied it, then smiled and said, "Well, a little bit. We scared ourselves quite a bit just now when we were telling ghost stories."
Brother Qin poked the fire with a stick, sparks crackling, and asked, "What story are you telling?"
Meng Xue, standing by, lowered her voice and said, "It's the story of Huang Daxian asking for a title. Senior Brother, do you believe it?"
Qin Xiao paused, his gaze casting towards the distant darkness. "Nothing in this world is absolute. We must remain awed by the unknown. As archaeologists, we must also learn to view problems dialectically. We can't simply answer with a belief or disbelief, or with a yes or no."
Meng Xue nodded, not quite understanding, and then thought about what they had just discussed, and asked Miaomiao beside her:
"If you really encounter this, how will you answer? Like a human or like a god?"
Su Miao shook his head firmly: "I won't answer, just pretend to be deaf and dumb and run away! Oh! He wants to become an immortal and comes to me to ask for a title? I'm not the Queen Mother, so why should I give him a title? And he's using my luck to give him a title? Isn't that stupid?"
After hearing this, everyone laughed and said frankly that this was a solution.
In just a short while, the two senior brothers came back with a big bag of sweet potatoes, chestnuts, corn, and... a group of little tails.
"They heard you guys coming out just now. We went in and saw them peeking around, so we brought them all out."
Well, this way, except for the three old men and the logistics aunt, all the young people in the yard are here.
It turns out that this is a tradition that has been passed down since who knows when. At first, it was to build up courage and go out for a walk late at night. Later, it became a bonfire party when people were bored.
Now that all the newcomers are here today, the tradition of training courage will be restarted, and each person will tell a strange story about his hometown.
When it was Su Miao's turn, she could only think of the story of "Grandma Wolf".
Everyone looked at her, she swallowed the sweet potato in her mouth and spoke slowly.
"Once upon a time, there was a small village in the mountains. In the village, there was a family with two children, a six-year-old sister and a two-year-old brother.
One day, their parents had to rush to the city to sell vegetables overnight, so they said to their sister: "Call grandma to come and sleep with you at night. Grandma's hearing is not good, so you have to shout louder so that she can hear you."
My grandmother's home was in the same village, but halfway up the mountain. When it was time to go to bed, my sister would shout towards the mountain, "Grandma! Come and sleep with us!"
Grandma responded from a distance, but came a long time later. As soon as she entered the house, she blew out the oil lamp.
My sister asked, "Grandma, why are you blowing out the lights now?"
Grandma replied, "Grandma's eyes are sick and she can't look at bright light. Let's blow out the lights and go to bed."
"Grandma, why are your voices so hoarse?"
"The dry weather caused me to get sore throats."
Because it was already very late, the sister didn't suspect anything and went to bed. She and her brother slept on either side of their grandmother.
When she felt an itch on her back and asked her grandmother to scratch it, she was startled and asked, "Grandma, why are your hands so hairy?"
Grandma said, "I am old and afraid of the cold, so I put on woolen gloves."
Although my sister felt something was wrong, she couldn't see anything because it was pitch black in front of her eyes. She didn't dare to say anything and could only close her eyes and force herself to fall asleep quickly.
But when she finally fell asleep, she was woken up by the crackling sound.
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