When she opened the door, she looked back and saw that the chairs and tables that had been swaying were all in their proper places, as if they had never fallen down.
"Senior, please walk slowly!" the great monk said with a loving look on his face.
Yuan Qingling's vision dimmed and she almost fell over. In the eyes of the great monk, she was just an antique who was more than 300 years old. She could more than afford to be called a senior.
Finally holding on to the door and slowly walking out, he already felt it was difficult to breathe. He grabbed Yu Wenhao's neck with one hand and broke his silver teeth, "Let's go!"
Yu Wenhao was startled for a moment and quickly supported her, "Why is her face so ugly? Did she exorcise the evil spirit? The ghost is gone?"
Yuan Qingling looked at him, trembling so much that she almost spit out a mouthful of blood, "You...are you just expecting me to get pregnant?"
Yu Wenhao supported her and made sure that she was really uncomfortable. Then he became anxious, "What's going on? What did the abbot tell you?"
The abbot's voice suddenly sounded in the back of Yuan Qingling's head, "I invite the prince and his wife to stay overnight in the temple."
Yuan Qingling's heart was almost broken by fright. She turned around suddenly and saw that he was already standing behind her, with the same loving expression. She couldn't help but said: "Why don't you make any sound when you walk? You are scary, scary to death."
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"The princess was upset and didn't hear my footsteps." The abbot looked at Yu Wenhao and sincerely invited him, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, why don't you stay overnight in our temple?"
Yu Wenhao said: "Of course. It's dark and the road is steep today. I can walk, but the princess can't." Moreover, he was kicked out before he even spoke to the abbot, and the matter was not clear yet.
Yuan Qingling wanted to leave, but it was really dark and she couldn't leave, so she had to look at the monk silently. The monk happened to look over and greeted her with a smile.
Yuan Qingling turned away. She has been in poor health recently and cannot afford to be frightened.
The abbot asked people to arrange a room for the two of them. This was a royal temple. There was a courtyard on the right side of the temple, which was specially used to accommodate the royal people or imperial ministers who offered incense.
They checked in and asked for three rooms, one each for Xu Yi and Ah Si. Yu Wenhao and Yuan Qingling lived in the middle. There were all the guardians on the left and right.
After entering the house, Yu Wenhao asked Yuan Qingling, "What did the abbot say to you? You were so frightened that your face turned pale."
Yuan Qingling took a sip of water to calm down and said: "I told you a ghost story, it was scary."
"The abbot told you a ghost story?" Yu Wenhao was surprised.
"Yes, it's a very scary ghost story, so it scared me." Yuan Qingling looked frightened. Indeed, what he heard today was enough to scare him.
Yu Wenhao looked at her with some disbelief, thinking that she was hiding something from him.
This feeling is particularly unpleasant.
"Yuan, what ghost story did the abbot tell you?" he asked.
Yuan Qingling's mind wandered, "It is said that a scholar lived in a place called Ruolan Temple on his way to take the exam. In the middle of the night, a very beautiful woman appeared in the temple. The woman was extremely beautiful and was the only one he had ever seen in his life.
She looked good-looking, but little did she know that the woman was actually a female ghost who specialized in obtaining men’s souls through sex...maybe it was skin, flesh, heart, etc. In the end, they fell in love."
Yu Wenhao was startled for a moment. The first part created such a terrifying atmosphere, but the second part was directly followed by a divine twist: "Are they in love?"
"that's all?"
"The middle part is so scary that I dare not recall it."
She had heard and read the story of A Chinese Ghost Story, but her mind was confused and she couldn't remember most of it. She didn't even know what she was talking about.