Scholar-to-ghost couplets
The veteran told me that his surname was Zhou and his hometown was Zibo. Now he has settled in Lanzhou. He has a daughter, 2 1 year old, who is a junior in China Southern Airlines. What a coincidence!
Once upon a time, there was a scholar named Li in Bo Chuan who went to Beijing to catch the exam.
Because I was in a hurry, I hurried past the hut. When it was getting dark, I arrived at a small town. I decided to find a hotel in a small town and leave tomorrow. The scholar asked several places, all of which were full. At this time, it was already dark, and the scholar was very anxious. He finally saw an inn, so he quickly became stingy. An old man opened the door and saw Li Xiucai hand in hand and said, "Xianggong, the shop is full."
Li Xiucai was anxious when he heard this. Please be kind to the store. I have been working on the road all day. It's already dark, and I'm a stranger. Where can I find a place to live, old man? At least find a place for me to sleep for one night.
Well, the old man pondered for a while and said, "Xianggong, to tell you the truth, there is a room, but it is so haunted that no one dares to live in it." "xianggong" stays if he is not afraid. "
As soon as Li Xiucai heard that the room was haunted, she thought, I've heard of ghosts, but I've never seen them. I want to see them today. So he said to the shopkeeper, I never run away from ghosts.
Well, the old man waved and said, please come in.
At the moment, the store just cooked a plain meal for Li Xiu. While eating, Li Xiucai asked the shopkeeper: Can the shopkeeper tell me how my room is haunted?
Alas, the shopkeeper sighed and began to describe the haunted story.
There was a big exam three years ago. One night, a scholar named Wang lived in this shop.
Wang Xiucai is very studious and reads early at night. Suddenly, the oil lamp in front of him dimmed. Wang Xiucai was busy poking the flame of the wick oil lamp with a silver needle, which gradually became bigger and brighter. Wang Xiucai was born and looked at the flame. Suddenly, a couplet flashed in his mind, so he wrote:
The white snake crossing the river is a little red.
But what about the next link? Wang Xiucai was too scared to think of a neat bottom line. Wang Xiucai's enthusiasm was once ignored. I thought, isn't it bad luck to compare a pair neatly before the exam? So I thought hard and couldn't get what I wanted. In such a hurry, the scholar fell ill the next day and finally died in this inn.
The owner said: Since then, this room has been haunted. At night, a voice cried, "The white snake crossing the river is a little red." Xianggong, you should be careful tonight.
The scholar said: Don't worry, I just need to be more careful.
When I came here, the shopkeeper invited the scholar to the yard. A room without lights not far from his duties told the scholar that this is the room. Go ahead. Be careful. After that, he gave Li Xiucai a lantern.
Li Xiucai took the lantern, thanked him, and turned to the house. Four or five feet away from the room, there was a voice, and Li Xiucai listened carefully. Sure enough, it was the voice calling: the white snake crossing the river was a little red.
In this silent night, although Li Xiucai was bold, he couldn't help but be startled when he listened to this brotherhood of the Wolf.
Li Xiugang walked to the door, getting more and more nervous, crying sad.
Li Xiugang walked to the door and suddenly something dark came at him. The scholar sat down on the ground and broke out in a cold sweat. When he found that it was a bird, his heart calmed down a little. He held a lantern and looked at the room: the room was extremely simple, with only a bed, a table and a chair. There is a lamp of "White Snake Crossing the River and Turning Little Red" on the table. Li Xiucai closed the door and listened with sadness. There seems to be shouts from all directions in the corner. Li Xiucai took off his clothes and went to bed regardless of the willy-nilly, but the noise made him unable to sleep. The scholar shouted, "Will you stop screaming? But to no avail. " At this moment, Li Xiucai thought, "That Wang Xiucai was anxious to death because he couldn't get the next couplet, so he called it like asking for the next couplet. Am I wrong with him? " When I think of it, I think of it: a white snake crossing the river, a little red. Li Xiu just thought for a long time, but he didn't come up with a fair bottom line. The seemingly simple top line is really a bit difficult to pile up.
Suddenly Li Xiu found a steelyard hanging on the opposite wall. He had a brainwave and sang in a clear voice:
The wall is covered with stars.
Strange to say, the voice died, and Li Xiucai slept soundly that night.
The next day, Li Xiu guessed that the shopkeeper said goodbye and told some real people that the room would not be haunted again. At first, the owner didn't believe it, but at night, the sound really disappeared.
Since then, that room has never been haunted again.