At this moment, the storyteller is the storyteller.
As a storyteller, his words are naturally extraordinary, his tone is full of yin and yang, and his stories are fascinating.
Everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, including the ghost who poked his head outside the window.
The story has reached a critical moment, and the ghost who has never been seen from beginning to end is about to appear, and everyone's hearts are aroused.
The ghost was no exception, with a fearful expression on his face.
"Hey, what's that lying by the window?" Yu Sheng shouted.
"Bang", everyone's heart sank, their bodies trembled, and their hearts jumped with fright.
Fortunately, none of the elderly people in the town have heart disease. If they had, they would have collapsed.
As for the ghost, Yu Sheng didn't know whether he was scared or not. Anyway, Yu Sheng was scared.
When he yelled, the ghost shivered in fear, and the head on his neck rolled down and fell into the inn.
I was shocked for the rest of my life. In ancient times, Zhang Yide drove back Cao's army with a roar, but now he can actually kill a ghost's head with a roar?!
However, before Yu Sheng could react, he was so frightened that the ghost's body, whose head fell off, was discovered. Without hesitation, he turned around and staggered away. Through the window, Yu Sheng saw the headless ghost hit the tree and turned around.
He made a circle and then went to the back of Pork Jiujia.
"Shopkeeper, what are you yelling at?" The man who had been paying attention came back to his senses and complained for the rest of his life.
The rest of my life goes by.
"Lift your legs, lift your legs." He lowered his head and searched. "Can you do it if I don't shout? You tell ghost stories and attract ghosts."
"What?" Everyone was startled, looking around and saw the floating wine glass.
"God of agriculture?" Ye Zigao asked, "What kind of ghost is this?"
The god of agriculture often comes to the inn to drink in the middle of the night, and they have long been accustomed to it.
"No, he's a coward." Yu Sheng said, leaning down and finding the fallen head in the corner.
Good guy, this ghost is still talking and laughing.
"Hey, brother, can you see me?" Guitou said.
After Yu Sheng picked him up by his ears, he groaned: "Brother, be gentle, brother, it hurts, this is the ear."
Yu Sheng ignored him and looked in front of him. The ghost head had long hair and his neck was cut flat. It was obviously chopped off with a sharp weapon.
"What are you doing sneakily outside my inn?" Yu Sheng asked him.
"Please loosen your ears first, it hurts too much." Guitou felt that his ears were almost like donkey ears.
"Okay, tell me then." Yu Sheng grabbed his hair and asked, "Are you planning to do something evil?"
"That's unfair, I was just passing by and followed five ghosts here. Then I heard you telling ghost stories here, so I came here to join in the fun."
He rolled his eyelids and looked at Yu Sheng, "You didn't say that ghosts are not allowed to listen. Besides, if there are no ghosts present, who knows how you will arrange us. Of course I have to keep an eye on you, don't you think so?"
These words are unbearable for the rest of my life.
"Hey, by the way, brother, are you also a ghost? Otherwise, why could you catch me? Well, you must be a ghost."
"Brother Ghost, how about you do me a favor and get my body back?" He blinked at Yu Sheng without fear.
"You can't get him back?"
After Yu Sheng said this, he took a look and saw that his body was like a headless fly, spinning around on the street.
Guitou sighed, "This grandson doesn't listen to me."
The last time he saw someone telling a ghost story, he turned a scary story into a joke.
He laughed loudly and accidentally laughed his head off, and then the body searched for him for many years before he found him.
"Brother, you have to help me with this, even if you don't want to help. Otherwise, who knows what kind of head this grandson will put on his neck. One time he even used a horse's head to swindle." Guitou looked pitiful.
Looking sadly at the rest of my life.
"If I were your body, I would leave you behind. You are too noisy." Yu Sheng said.
Since Yu Sheng found this guy, he hasn't even said a few words, but Guitou has already started talking a lot.
"Nonsense, that grandson has no ears." Guitou said.
"Quick, brother, help me, I have another exciting show to watch." He said.
Yu Sheng asked curiously: "What's so exciting?"
"Kill people. I came to town with five ghosts. They said they wanted to come here to take people's lives." The ghost head was very interested.
Yu Sheng was stunned, "Who should I kill?"
"Then I don't know, but it seems to be a pig butcher. They say he is very murderous, so you have to be careful." Guitou said.
"Kill the pig?!" Yu Sheng quickly raised his head and asked the villagers who looked at him curiously: "Where is Uncle Nine? Is Uncle Nine here?"
"Your Ninth Uncle is not here, and neither he nor your Ninth Aunt came out." Aunt Ma said.
Hearing this, Yu Sheng ran out with the ghost head in hand.
On the street, he saw the headless body hitting the south wall with determination, making a "bang bang" sound, showing a perseverance that would not give up until it reached its goal.
Yu Sheng put his head on the man's neck, quickly arrived at Zhu Zhujiu's house, and turned over without even opening the door.
"Hey, wait for me." Guitou said, but this one was wearing it backwards, making him feel a little uncomfortable when walking.
When he walked in through the door, he saw Yu Sheng standing in the yard, looking into the house.
The ghost head followed his gaze and happened to see the five ghosts he had followed along the way.
One of these five ghosts has eyes but no hands. The remaining four ghosts have sound limbs but no eyes and cannot see the road.
At this time, they put their hands on each other's shoulders, formed a line, and slowly groped towards the sleeping Zhu Zhujiu.
Pork Jiu was naked from the waist up, snoring like thunder, with sweat stains on his face, as if he had just finished some kind of exercise.
Aunt Jiu was sleeping inside, blocked by Pork Jiu's huge body.
"Left, oh, yes, right, okay, we're here." The ghost with eyes lowered his head and sniffed.
"Brothers, the evil spirit is so strong, do we really want to eat it?" He looked at Pork Nine with disgust and asked the ghost behind him.
"If you don't eat it, it won't work. If you don't eat the old Taoist priest's hexagrams, it won't be allowed." The ghost behind said.
"You won't stop them?" Guitou asked softly next to Yu Sheng.
"I wanted to stop him, but I was just afraid of seeing what Aunt Ninth did, you know." Yu Sheng said, "I'm still a child."
"What's the point of this? If you still want to prevent this, I can tell you, they are sucking the life force." Guitou said.
"But speaking of this, I have to go in and take a look." Guitou said, his head wanting to go inside, but his body walked in the opposite direction.
"Go forward, go forward, your uncle!" Guitou shouted.
"Based on the direction you were walking, he was right," Yu Sheng said.
"Go back, go back." Guitou then changed his words.
The body did not change its original intention, and still walked in the opposite direction, taking the ghost head away.
"It seems like your body is quite upright." Yu Sheng said, turning around and saw the ghost with eyes in the room, gritting his teeth, holding his breath, risking his life, lowering his head and putting his mouth to Zhu Zhujiu's.