Liaozhai: A scholar should draw a sword

Chapter 190 No coincidence
"Son..."

Meier blushed and looked shy.

"Meer, I..."

Feng Yunting murmured back, then hurriedly let go of his hand, took a step back, cupped his hands and said: "Xiaosheng couldn't help himself for a while, he was rude to Miss, please forgive me."

"My son is serious, you are a good man..."

Meier hooked her head, bit her lips, and said in a low voice: "Master likes Meier, it's Meier's blessing, but...but Young Master also knows that Meier is no longer alive..."

Feng Yunting hurriedly said: "Mei'er, I don't care, I really don't care..."

"But son..." Mei Er raised her head, tears streaming down her face and said: "Before she was alive...she committed suicide just for the sake of fame.

If she had such...an affair with the young master, wouldn't Meier's shame during her lifetime be confirmed? "

After saying this, Feng Yunting couldn't help but feel ashamed, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Xiaosheng didn't think carefully, and didn't take your feelings into account. I'm really ashamed, ashamed."

"My lord, you don't have to blame yourself, you saved Meier, and Meier has to repay you for your kindness as a slave.

If the young master doesn't dislike it, Meier will definitely... definitely be with the young master, but it's not the time yet. "

Hearing these words, Feng Yunting was refreshed and asked: "Then when is the right time?"

"This...it's not that Meier refuses to talk about it. There is really no way to explain it clearly. Maybe we can't wait too long."

"That's good, that's good!" Feng Yunting nodded in relief, then took Mei Er's hand and said with a smile: "Mei Er, since we can't share the same room, can you have a drink with me?"

"That's fine, but my lord, I'm not good at drinking, so just pour a few glasses."

"Row!"

Feng Yunting excitedly found wine jugs and glasses, and sat at the table with Meier, chatting while drinking.

This chat lasted until midnight.

Mei Er said thoughtfully: "My lord, it's so late, why don't you go to rest?"

"What about you?" Feng Yunting asked reluctantly.

Mei Er smiled sweetly: "I don't need to sleep, if Young Master is reluctant to leave Mei Er, Mei Er can stay by Young Master's side."

"Great!"

Feng Yunting was overjoyed, washed his face hastily and lay down on the bed.

Meier sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand and gently massaged Feng Yunting's head.

With such a press, Feng Yunting felt comfortable all over his body, it was so wonderful that he fell into a dreamland soon after being dizzy.

When I woke up, I found that it was already noon.

Feng Yunting was amazed in his heart, because he hadn't slept so soundly for a long time, his whole body was comfortable and full of energy.

When it got dark, Mel came again.

This time, the two did not drink, and sat by the bed chatting.

"Meier, where do you usually live?"

Mei Er sighed: "I'm a wandering soul, how can I have a place to live? Anyway, it's underground."

Hearing this, Feng Yunting subconsciously glanced at the ground.

Mei Er smiled: "Young Master, don't worry, ghosts don't see the land, just like fishes don't see the water.

In the evening, I can come out to accompany the young master, and go back underground during the day, for fear of being exposed to the sun..."

After chatting for a while, Feng Yunting couldn't control himself, and stretched out his arms to hug Mei'er tightly...

Mei'er didn't refuse, and offered a sweet kiss.

The two are like lovers in love.

After a while, Feng Yunting was a little confused and wanted to take off Meier's clothes.

"My lord..." Mei'er stopped Feng Yunting's movements, and whispered: "It's not yet, it's not the right time."

"I..." Feng Yunting looked depressed: "Mei'er, I know you care about your past life and your reputation.

However, I sincerely want to marry you, which is not considered adultery.

I don't care if you are a human or a ghost, even if I lose everything, I will find a way to be with you and marry you..."

Mei Er was a little moved, she held Feng Yunting's face and said: "Your Majesty's true love for Mei Er, Mei Er will definitely remember it in her heart.

It's just that Mei'er is really not suitable to have sex with the young master now.

Otherwise, tomorrow night I will bring a sister to accompany you..."

Hearing this, Feng Yunting couldn't help being stunned: "Sister?"

"Well, it's a woman I met by accident. Her name is Qing'er. She's a pretty good person. Once I was bullied by a kid, and she helped me."

"It turns out that's the case. It's okay, you brought her here, and I thank her too."

"Well, my lord, it's not convenient to always meet in the inn. Firstly, I'm afraid of alarming other guests, and secondly, I'm also afraid of encountering an expert from the world to stay at the inn.

As far as I know, there is a small courtyard for rent in the alley not far from the inn. You might as well rent the small courtyard for a temporary stay, it will be more convenient for us to meet. "

Feng Yunting nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll go and ask tomorrow."

In the morning of the next day, Feng Yunting found the small courtyard according to Meier's description, and under the guidance of the neighbors, he found someone entrusted by the owner to negotiate the price, and moved in in the afternoon.

That night, Mei Er came as scheduled and brought a woman with her.

The woman looked to be in her thirties, and she looked fresh and watery. She looked around and smiled cleverly, her eyes were full of affection, and her speech and behavior had a charm of the wind and dust.

After Meier's introduction, it was the Qing'er she mentioned earlier.

Qing'er was also cheerful, and she revealed her identity as soon as they met. She was a female ghost and also a brothel girl.

Feng Yunting was a little surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Why is there a brothel below?"

Qing'er smiled: "Basically, what is above, there is also below, but it's not as prosperous as the world."

Feng Yunting didn't despise Qinger because she was a prostitute, he warmly invited her to sit down and have a drink together, and thanked her for taking care of Meier.

Qing'er smiled and said: "My lord, please don't get me wrong. Meier is different from my slave family. Meier has always been well-behaved and innocent. She is not a prostitute."

This point, Feng Yunting naturally believed.

Besides, he doesn't care even if Mei Er is a prostitute.There are many scholars who marry prostitutes as wives, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

Sometimes it can even make a good story.

After drinking, the three of them played horse chess together again, having a great time.

During this period, Qing'er made eye contact from time to time, which made Feng Yunting a little distracted.

He knew that it was Meier who deliberately called him to accompany him, because it was not convenient for Meier to have sex with him now, so he asked Qinger to come and talk to him about his emptiness, loneliness, and coldness.

When the game was almost over, Meier said goodbye and left.

Seeing Feng Yunting's reluctance to let go, Qing'er stepped forward, wrapping around Feng Yunting's body like a beautiful snake, teasingly said: "My lord, don't you understand Meier's intentions?"

"I...Of course I understand, it's just..."

"Don't let her down. In fact, the purpose of her coming to the slave family is to let the slave family replace her to accompany the young master well, so that the young master will not be lonely alone.

She has unavoidable difficulties, so there are some things that she can't discuss with the young master for the time being... Just treat me as a slave and Mei'er. "

Hearing this, Feng Yunting's heart moved, and he turned sideways and asked: "Qing'er, you and Mei'er are good sisters, you must know her difficulties, can you tell me?"

Qing'er shook her head: "The slave family knows that Meier has difficulties, but if she doesn't say it, the slave family can't ask, and you don't have to ask, son.

There is a saying that secrets should not be leaked, if the time has not come, Meier will tell in advance, it may lead to disaster. "

Having said that, Feng Yunting couldn't help being surprised, and hurriedly said: "That's fine, I won't ask any more questions in the future."

"Um……"

Qing'er nodded in relief, then pulled Feng Yunting's hand, and said with a smile: "My lord, it's getting late, don't disappoint the good night."

"Cough, this..."

At this time, Feng Yunting's heart was a little complicated.

"Why? Is it possible that the young master is afraid? Don't worry, if the young master is just an ordinary person, Meier will not let the slaves come."

"Oh? How do you say that?" Feng Yunting asked curiously.

Qing'er explained: "Under normal circumstances, people and ghosts can't do...that kind of thing.

Because ghosts are ghosts, once they have intercourse with people, even if they don't take the initiative to absorb the person's yang energy, the person's yang energy will be lost.

This is also the reason why some female ghosts like to harm people. They specialize in absorbing Yang Qi for cultivation.

Encounter some weak bones, it is estimated that they will die within a few days.

However, the physique of the young master is different, and the yang energy is relatively heavy. As long as the female ghost does not take the initiative to suck your yang energy, there will be no problem. "

"So it is."

Hearing Qing'er's explanation, Feng Yunting was overwhelmed with surprise, and his eyes became warmer.

Qing'er smiled and asked: "Young master, isn't he afraid that the servants will absorb your yang energy?"

Feng Yunting also laughed and said: "What's there to be afraid of? You were found by Meier, she can't harm me, and neither can you."

Next, there is no need to say a lot of joy.

When the cock crowed at five o'clock, Qing'er left, and said to Feng Yunting: "From now on, if you want to think about my family, when night falls, pat the north wall three times, and then call out my family's name.

When the servants heard this, they would naturally come to meet the young master.

If the servants don't come, then they can't leave, and the young master doesn't have to call anymore. "

Feng Yunting nodded: "Yes, I see."

The next day, when it was dark, Meier came again and joked to Feng Yunting: "My lord, did you sleep well last night?"

Feng Yunting replied embarrassedly: "Thanks to your kindness, the chat relieved some distress."

"That's good. If you feel lonely in the future, you can call Qing'er to accompany you."

Feng Yunting was taken aback: "Ah? Are you leaving?"

Mei'er smiled: "No, it's just that, right now, I can only chat with you, and I can't spend the night with you."

Feng Yunting wanted to ask how long he had to wait, but remembering what Qing'er said, he held back and didn't ask.

Afterwards, Meier came to chat with Feng Yunting every night, and Qinger would come every few days. When the three of them were together, they drank, played chess, and chatted, which was quite happy.

However, every time she asked about Qing'er's life experience, she would change the topic, as if she didn't want to bring it up.

After asking several times, Feng Yunting stopped asking.

Before I knew it, two months passed.

Feng Yunting has nothing to do in his free time, and he also met some scholars in the county, and they often get together.

Later, a scholar brought a friend and said that it was the history of the county government.

Dian Shi belongs to the miscellaneous officials of the county magistrate, without rank, and belongs to the officials, mainly assisting in the management of arrests and prisons.

One day, a group of people drank too much and chatted about some anecdotes.

Among them was a scholar who was a little paranoid, and kept saying things that were nothing but supernatural powers, saying that there were no ghosts in the world, and that folklore was unbelievable.

Feng Yunting drank a little too much, and got into an argument with the scholar when his brain got hot for a while, and even said that he had not only seen the female ghost, but also had skin-to-skin relationship with the female ghost.

Several other scholars couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

Feng Yunting came back to his senses, and denied it flatly, saying that he was just joking.

However, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

The next day, Dian Shi brought some food and wine to the small courtyard to find Feng Yunting for a drink. Dian Shi couldn't help laughing and said: "I heard Brother Feng's words yesterday, so it shouldn't be made up..."

"No, no, it's really made up..."

"Brother Feng, don't worry, I've always been very strict with my mouth. In fact, I didn't come to see Brother Feng purely out of curiosity.

To tell you the truth, brother Feng, my wife passed away, but I miss her very much, and I don't know how to see her again.

Since Brother Feng can see female ghosts, I want to ask them how I can meet my late wife..."

In the end, Feng Yunting couldn't stand Dian Shi's begging, and agreed to let him stay and ask about the situation.

After dark, Mel didn't come for some reason.

Feng Yunting thought for a while, then went to the north wall and patted it three times, calling out: "Qing'er, Qing'er..."

After a while, Qing'er appeared in the yard.

As soon as they met, they took the initiative to hug Feng Yunting and kissed, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Missing my slave's house?"

"Cough..." Feng Yunting was a little embarrassed, and whispered: "Qing'er, there are guests..."

"guest?"

Only then did Qing'er come back to her senses, and subconsciously turned her head to the side.

"It's you?"

In the courtyard, there was an unanimous voice.

what's the situation?
Feng Yunting was stunned.

"Well, you shameless woman, you still don't know how to restrain yourself in the underworld, and you are not serious when you are a ghost..."

Qing'er came back to her senses, pushed Feng Yunting away, pointed at Dian Shi and scolded: "What good thing are you?

Back then, you spent all day and night outside, but I stayed at home alone every night. What is the difference between being a widow and being a widow?
Besides, you have divorced me back then, and I am no longer in this world, so what does what I do have anything to do with you? "

"you……"

That being said, the two were once husband and wife after all.

Now, seeing his former wife make out with a man in front of him, Dian Shi is naturally very upset.

"Young master, why do you associate with this kind of person?"

Qing'er frowned, and couldn't help but glance at Feng Yunting and ask a question.

"I……"

Feng Yunting was about to explain, when Meier also came.

As soon as she saw Qu Shi, Meier's expression changed in shock, and she shouted angrily, "Your surname is Ding, you dare to appear here..."

"Mei... Meier... no, it's impossible, it's impossible..."

Dian Shi was so frightened that his head broke into a cold sweat, he yelled in horror, and then fled outside.

This allusion is Ding Yi who killed Mei Er back then.

His position as a classic historian was donated with money.

I thought of hunting a strange thing at Feng Yunting's house, but I didn't know that it was a coincidence, not only met his ex-wife, but also met Meier who was killed by him.

Qing'er was none other than his ex-wife Gu Shi.

Back then, Ding Yi often fooled around outside, and Gu Shi felt uneasy, and it was inevitable that he would be lonely if he stayed alone in an empty room.

This led to the trouble between her and the book boy.

After the incident, she was beaten half to death by Ding Yi, and she was stared at after returning to her mother's house, and died of depression not long after.

Therefore, she is also full of hatred towards Ding Yi.

……

(End of this chapter)