An hour later, it was already the end of You hour, and the sky was getting darker. Lanterns were hung on the streets of the Inn and lighted candles. There were still people coming and going on the streets, and the halls on both sides were brightly lit and becoming more and more lively. There were even a few pancakes and fruit stalls on the streets. A scent that made people's index fingers slowly spread in the night wind.

But Yinyue Pavilion, which seems to be neglected on weekdays, was particularly lively tonight. The gate was filled with various carriages, and many people were crowded at the door because they could no longer squeeze in.

In the hall where Yinyue Pavilion entered the door, there was a blind old man sitting, but he had already changed into a brand new coarse linen, still pulling the erhu that was creaking like a pig. Next to the old man stood a neatly dressed up, wearing a skirt, still wearing a bamboo board, and using a crisp voice to tell the miserable life experience of both parents who died and were homeless when they encountered floods.

One day...two days...

Five days passed in a blink of an eye.

The girl's miserable life experience and experience slowly faded away with the sympathy and lament of the listeners.

But because of the performances of the girls and the old man in the past few days, Yinyue Pavilion can be said to be crowded every day. After listening to this quick-row book, the merchants and officials ordered a young lady to accompany him, then listened to the song and dance, and drank wine to touch and squeezed the sympathy in the gentle village. Therefore, Yinyue Pavilion can be said to be the most popular hall on Yiguan Street in recent days, causing the managers of Qi, Chu, Han, Yan, Zhao and Wei to have a fierce and helpless person.

But as this enthusiasm passed, the freshness gradually disappeared, and Yinyue Pavilion gradually became quiet. Although people were still much more lively every day than before, a new balance has gradually formed, and the guests of other gardens have gradually returned to normal.

That night, the blind old man and the girl were still performing this quick-pitched performance, but there were fewer guests sitting around drinking tea and enjoying each other. Not to mention the sparse number, there were only twenty or thirty people, which was simply incomparable to the first two days.

A carriage with double bridles came along the street, and the streets were covered with handkerchiefs, but it could not affect the carriage at all. Driven by the coachman, he drove straight to Yinyue Pavilion and stopped. Then a man in his thirties dressed in an official dress came out of the carriage.

After getting off the car, the man slightly tidied up his clothes and head crown. Two women in charge of greeting at the door hurriedly greeted him, hugging the man's arms on both sides of the left and right and whispered: "Oh, Lord Yan, you are here. How lively is our Yinyue Pavilion these days?"

The man snorted with a slightly unhappy expression and said, "Wanwan is here?"

"Sir, you are really kind-hearted. Every time you only need Wanwan, we two will be very good at serving people! Is it good to have our sisters serving Lord Yan tonight?" The two women surrounded the man and said while walking in.

The man did not continue to speak. When he walked into the lobby, he saw two grandparents who were playing erhu and playing quick-selling. So he stopped curiously and listened.

At this time, a young man wearing gorgeous clothes and listening to the opera slammed the table and said, "I asked you two to say anything else? I have been listening to this passage for three days. If there are other jokes, it will be rewarding!"

The young scholar took out a few golden cakes from his wallet and placed them on the table.

"Wow~" Not only were the women and helpers in Yinyue Pavilion covering their mouths, but even the managers and some officials and merchants who were also sitting next to them and listened to the sternness were moved.

A golden cake weighs one or two hundred copper coins. The young man in the gorgeous clothes took out five, which means he is worth one thousand coins. One thousand coins is almost the income of a medium-rich family in a year, and he can still live a decent life even in Xianyang.

You should know that a sixth-rank county magistrate only has five or six hundred stones per year, and only a monthly income of two thousand coins. The seventh-rank and eighth-rank official rank have even fewer official ranks. As for the official position, it usually only costs three or five stones of grain every month, which is just enough for the family to have enough food. Although the consumption in Yiguan Street is not high, it is not something that ordinary little officials can afford.

As for ordinary helpers, they only earn 30 or 50 yuan a month. Just like the most ordinary coolie working class in later generations, they were just able to fill their stomachs, so don’t think about anything else. Even a job like a helper is not particularly easy to find.

Therefore, poverty is still the norm for the Qin Dynasty. Except for the top rich people, princes, princes, nobles and official officials of the Qin Dynasty, most of them are still very poor. This is also the reason why the disciples of hundreds of families have sharpened their heads and squeezed into Xianyang, because the fastest way to become an official is to get the emperor's recognition.

Therefore, looking at these golden cakes that were flashing golden under the light, the girl's eyes could not be moved away in an instant, and the bamboo board in her hand also stopped.

With this money, they can return to their hometown to repair houses and buy livestock and farm tools.

"Grandpa, why don't you tell that story..."

"No!" The little girl was interrupted by the old man before she finished speaking. Then she stood up and picked up the erhu and crutches and said, "Let's go with grandpa, we won't say that we can write on the blackboard!"

"Tao, father-in-law, are you blind? You're also blind? This is five taels of gold!" A middle-aged man next to him couldn't help but say.

"Yes, my father-in-law, you have been talking here for several days. I have come here to listen to it for three days. If you have any good stories, you will tell them. If you say them well, you will also be rewarded!" A middle-aged man in a literati costume also took out a golden cake and put it on the table.

"Wow~" A burst of exclamation broke out in the room again.

"Yes, don't refuse, my father-in-law. If you don't say that today, it's impossible to walk out of Yinyue Pavilion, otherwise I will notify the imperial guards to arrest your grandfather and grandson and move to the northwest to reclaim the land!" An official wearing an official uniform threatened.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid!" the little girl was so scared that her face was pale, and she hugged the old man's arm tightly and said in a low voice.

"Oh, let's go!" The old man sighed and touched the little girl's hair with his rough big hands. After hesitating for a long time, he bowed to the surroundings and said, "I'm not to be ignorant of all the adults. My old man used to be a scholar, and his eyes were clear, but because of an extremely terrifying thing, the old man became blind, and that thing lingers like a nightmare every day. Since you are forced, the old man will tell you this matter. After listening, don't want to spread it. Just treat it as a boring story. Do not delve into the truth or falsehood!"

"Don't be clamoring, speak quickly!" The group of people couldn't wait to urge.

"Cook fragrant tea to all the guests!" The manager of Yinyue Pavilion was also a little excited. If the old man really said it well, he would probably be crowded with people in the next few days and make money every day. He didn't take much attention to this little golden cake.

The old man sat down again, took a few sips of hot tea and turned very serious and serious, and then slowly began to make an incredible story.

"Thirty-eight years ago, the old man was twenty-seven years old at that time. Because he liked reading, he often read until late at night. On a summer night, after his wife and children fell asleep, I lit Song Ming and sat in front of the window to read. I was fascinated by what I saw. Suddenly, a cold wind blew in from the window. Song Ming was blown out. Just as I was about to light the candle, a shrill scream came from the wilderness outside..."

The middle-aged man who had listened to the quick-paced writing had already walked to the stairs, but after hearing the beginning, he couldn't help but stop and turn his head.

"Because I was young and strong at that time, I thought someone had encountered a beast at night, so I picked up a hatchet and went out to watch it. It was July 15th. Although it was the full moon night, I found that the moon in the sky was slowly covered by dark clouds. I carried the hatchet deep and shallow and shallow to the place where the screams came. Because I was close to my house, I was still familiar with it around me. I walked along a small road for a long time, but I never saw anything. Just when I thought the person who was screaming was taken away by the beast to turn around, suddenly a scream came from the front again, and the sound was not far apart, so I walked forward again..."

"There are weeds and thorns all around. There are many mosquitoes, snakes and ants on weekdays, but there was nothing that day. The mosquitoes, snakes and ants seemed to disappear out of thin air. I felt the quieter and quieter the more I walked, and I felt colder and colder. Moreover, the wind was gusts of wind around, as if they were mixed with the crying and roaring of people but not people, like wild beasts but not like wild beasts. I became colder and colder, and finally I felt like I fell into an ice cave, so I became more and more frightened. Finally, I saw a scene that made me have nightmares for the rest of my life..."

As the old man slowly told this bizarre story, the entire Yinyue Pavilion became quiet. Not only the guests downstairs, but also the guests and prostitutes who were playing and entertainment in the room upstairs, and then nearly a hundred people stood by and listened carefully.

When the old man talked about the cold wind and screaming, everyone felt goose bumps all over his body for no reason, as if the temperature of Yinyue Pavilion instantly dropped by more than ten degrees. The timid even felt numb all over, covering his mouth nervously, for fear that he would make something terrible to scream.

"You...what did you see?" The young man in gorgeous clothes who had just taken out the golden pancake looked pale and nervous at this time, and he grabbed the armrest of the chair tightly and asked tremblingly.

"I saw a gloomy and dilapidated hall in a barren mountain. There was a huge blue bronze tripod in the center of the hall burning. The flames were green. There was another person in the copper tripod struggling in the flames, opening his mouth wide but not making any sound. But every moment, a human-shaped shadow would spurt out from his mouth and let out a shrill scream in the flames, and then it would be burned to pieces by the flames. There were also a group of strange people around the copper tripod. Those people looked strange, one of them was wearing dark clothes, with them carrying them.

A tall black hat with the words "The World is Peace" written on it, and it also emits a green light in the night. There is also a man in white, spitting out his long tongue and wearing a high white hat. The hat says it makes money at first sight. There are two strangers on both sides, one with a horse head and the other with a cow head. He holds a blue chain in his hand, and the chain also emits a faint green light. In addition to these four, all around were faintly crowded with people with dull faces, one with a disheveled hair and a long tongue hanging around, like a ghost..."
Chapter completed!