Talk about Saiji

zhejiang is a man of zhejiang.

i used to say to people, "i never find a second woman." on one occasion, he went to ginhua, went to a temple in the northern suburbs and took his clothes off.

the temples are magnificent, but they grow taller than humans, as if no one had been there for a long time.

the temples on both sides of the east and west, the doors are covered, there's only a small house on the south, and the lock looks like new.

and look at the east corner of the temple, with a pile of coarse bamboo, the next big pond on the steps, with wild-flooded flowers.

ningsheng likes to be quiet here.

at that time, he was in time for an examination, and the city was expensive and would rather live here than wait for the monks.

when the sun set, a student came and opened the door to the house in the south.

ning cheong paid tribute and told him he wanted to stay here.

the bookkeeper said, "there is no homeowner in these houses, and i live here for a while.

if you want to live in this desolate place, i can ask you sooner or later.

ning tsing is happy to have the straw laid on the floor and the plan to stay here for a long time.

and this night, the moon is bright and bright as water.

ningsheng and the student were talking on their knees under the porch and each gave his name.

the bookman said, "my last name is yin and i'm chongxi." he thought he was also a student, but when he heard him not like the zhejiang people, he asked him where he was from, and said, “the shaanxi.” the words were sincere.

after a while, they had nothing to talk about, and they said goodbye and went to bed.

ningsheng was unable to sleep for a long time because he lived in a new place.

the sound of whispering to the north of the house seemed to be the mouth of the house.

i'd rather be born under the stone window of the northern wall and sneaking around.

there was a small courtyard outside the wall, with a woman in her 40s and an old mother in dark red, with silver combs on her head, a hunchback, an old clock, and two people talking in the moonlight.

just listen to the woman and say, "why hasn't siu sin come for so long?" "i'm almost there." the woman said, "is there a complaint about the grandmother?" mom said, "no, i didn't.

but it doesn't look so good." the woman said, "that girl isn't nice!" i'm not finished.

i've got a 17-year-old girl.

my mother smiled and said, "don't talk about people behind your back.

the two of us are saying that the leprechauns came silently, fortunately not to mention your shorts.” and he said, "you're such a beautiful girl, and if she's a man, you're the one who's got the soul." and the woman said, "well, i'm not flattered by my grandmother, but who else says i am?" women and girls say nothing.

they would rather lie down and listen to their neighbour's family.

after a while, it was quiet outside the yard.

ningsheng had just fallen asleep and felt that someone had come into the house and had to get up and look at the woman from the north yard.

i'd rather ask her what to do than ask her, and the woman says, “the moon and the night will not sleep, and i'll share the joy of the couple with you.” he said, “beware of what others say, and i am afraid of what others say.

if you fail, you lose morals and face.” the woman said, "no one at nightI know.

I'd rather live and blame her.

The women hesitated to say, "Come on! Or else I'll call the bookseller of Nanya!" The woman was afraid and left.

Walking out and coming back and putting one inch of gold on the bed.

Ningsheng took it up and threw it on the stairs outside the courtroom and said, "The ill-gotten fortune, dirty my pocket!" The woman walked out with shame, picked up the gold, and said to herself, "This man is a real stone! The following morning, a student from Lanbrook came with a servant to prepare his examination and lived in the temple's Middle Eastern wing, where he suddenly died at night.

There's a small hole in the soles, like a cone, and blood flows out.

People don't know why.

The next night, the servant died, as did the bookman.

At night, Yan came back and asked him about it.

Yan believed it was a ghost.

Ningi's straight, not at all.

And in the middle of the night, the woman came again and said to Ningsheng, "I've seen so many people, I've never seen anyone like you.

You're a saint.

I dare not bully you.

I'm Siu Sin, who died at the age of 18 and is often forced by demons to do dirty things and to serve others with shame.

There's no one to kill in the temple now, and I'm afraid the fork is coming to kill you." Ningsheng was afraid and begged her to do something.

The woman said, "You live with Yan, you can save yourself." "Why don't you confuse Yan?" She said, "He's a strange man, I can't come near." I'd rather ask, "How can you confuse people?" Tsing said, "I'll stomp his feet with a cone, as long as I'm in love.

And when he was unconscious, We shall take his blood and drink it, or We shall seduce it with gold, but it is not gold, it is the bones of the Lubra, and if a man leaves it, he shall be cut out of his heart.

Both are for the good of the people.” Ningsheng thanked her and asked her the day she was on guard.

Siu Sin responded by explaining the night.

She cried, saying, "I'm trapped in the sea and I can't find the shore.

I'm sure you can save the day.

If you're going to build my bones and bury them in a quiet grave, your grace will be as good as giving me life again." I wanted to say yes and ask where she was buried.

She said, "Just remember, where there are crows' nests in the tree." Walking out and disappearing.

The next day, I would rather be afraid of Yan's going out.

Then, after the break of the day, the wine was prepared, and he observed Yan's behaviour, and asked him to sleep in a house.

Yan Sing says he's lonely and loves quiet.

Ningsheng didn't listen and forced his luggage.

Yan-sheng had no choice but to move the bed and said, "I know that you are a great husband and admire you.

It's hard to be clear when it's a little subtle.

I hope you don't look at my suitcase, or it's bad for both of us." I'd rather be humbled.

After that, both men lay down, and Yan laid their boxes on the windowsill, lying on their pillows and snoring as thunder.

I'd rather not sleep than sleep, and almost for a while, the window was hidden somewhere.

In a moment, the shadow looked in the window, and the eyes flashed.

NingshengFeared, he was about to shout at Yansheng, and suddenly a thing broke through the box and flew out like an eye-blowing white exercise, broke the stone on the window and immediately returned to it, as if the lightning had been extinguished.

Yin wakes up and sleeps in secret.

Yan took a look in the box and took out something to smell the moonlight.

I'd rather see that thing white, two inches long and wide like a beak leaf.

Yin has finished his reading, and he's kept it in a box, and he says, "What kind of old demon has the guts to break it?" Then lay down again.

I'd rather be surprised to get up and ask Yan and tell him what happened.

Yansheng said, "I am a swordsman now that we have a deep relationship and can no longer hide it.

If it hadn't been for the stone on the window, the demon would have died.

He's not dead, he's hurt." He asked, "What are you hiding?" Yan said, "It's a sword.

It smells like a demon." Ningsheng wanted to take a look, and Yan gave it to him generously.

It was a shining sword.

I'd rather be born with more respect.

At dawn, blood was found outside the window.

I would rather be born out of the temple to the north, and see a deserted grave.

Indeed, there is a white tree, and there is a crow's nest.

When the matter of relocating the graves is properly arranged, he prefers to pack his clothes and go back.

Yan-sheng sends his farewells, and he is very much in love.

And he gave Ningsheng a piece of skin, saying, "It's a sword bag, it's well-received, and it can avoid evil." He wanted to learn swordsmanship from him, and Yan said, “A man of your faith and straightness can be a swordsman; but you are a rich man, not a man in this path.” Ningsheng had a sister buried here, excavated the woman's bones, collected them, wrapped them in clothes and rented a boat to go home.

The Ningsheng library leaned towards the wilderness, where he made graves and buried Tsing outside.

And when he prayed, “Beloved is your soul, burying you by the side of the book, hearing each other's songs and crying, and not being bullied by the males.” Drink a glass of water, it will not be clean, so do not be afraid." We'll be back when the prayers are over.

He was called "Please slow down and wait for me!" Ningsheng looked back, it was Tsing.

He said, “This is how you believe, I am ten times dead, and I cannot repay you.” Please let me come back with you, see your mother-in-law and be your maid." And rather than looking at her in detail, the red skin of the white, as if it were a tiny foot, and in the day, even more beautiful and tender.

So Ningsheng came to the study with her and told her to sit down for a while and go and tell her.

Mother was shocked.

The preferred wife had been ill for a long time, and the mother warned him not to let the noise slip, fearing to scare his wife.

After all, Tsing has come in gently and kneeled down.

Ningsheng said, "This is Siu Sin." Mother looked at her in shock and wondered what was good.

She said to her mother, “The daughter is so far away from his parents and brothers, so much so that he can take care of him.

He will be his maid's concubine to repay the son's favor." My mother saw her tender and beautiful.

TenCute enough to talk to her and say, “The little lady sees my son, the old man loves it.

But I have lived my life as a son, and I expect him to pass on his line and not to let him marry a ghost daughter-in-law.” She said, “It is true that my daughter is not interested, I am a man of the Nine Springs, so let me serve my son as a brother.

Follow the old mother and serve you sooner or later." Mother pityed her sincerity and promised.

Tsing wanted to see her sister-in-law, and her mother told her that she was sick and that she had not gone; she immediately went into the kitchen to take care of her food instead of her mother, and went out there as if she had already lived.

It was dark, and the mother was afraid of her, so she went back to bed and did not make bed.

Tsing knew what she was doing and left immediately.

Passing through Ningsheng's study, trying to go in, retreating back, wandering outside the door, like he was afraid of something.

Ningsheng called her, and Tsing said, “This is why the sword was scary in the house and I didn't see you on the road.” Ning realized it was the leather bag, so he took it and hung it in another room.

She sat near the candlelight and sat for a while without saying a word.

After a long time, Tsing asked, "Do you study at night? When I was a little boy, I read The Great Book, and now most people forget.

Give me a roll, it's fine in the night, and ask your brother to put his finger on it." Siu Sin sat there for a second, or didn't he speak? The second went faster and didn't go.

"I'm a lonely soul from outside, afraid of the graves." Ningsheng said, “There is no other bed to sleep in, and we should avoid it, even if we are brothers and sisters.” Siu Sin rises up, weeps like he's going to cry, he's going to walk out the door, he's going through the steps.

She would rather have stayed in another bed than to be blamed by her mother.

Siu Sin came early in the morning to greet her mother and serve her with a pot of water.

There's nothing wrong with the mother.

He quits at dusk, goes to his study, reads the book in candles.

I'd rather sleep before I left.

Previously, the preferred wife had become ill, unable to perform housework and the mother was exhausted.

Since Siu Sin arrived, the mother is very comfortable and very grateful.

When she made out more than a day, like her own daughter, she forgot that she was a ghost and couldn't bear to leave at night, leaving her to sleep with her.

When Siu Sin first arrived, she never ate anything, drank water, and then after six months, she drank some fresh soup.

Ningsheng and his mother were very fond of her, avoiding saying that she was a ghost, so nobody knew.

Soon, Ningsheng's wife died.

The mother had a private intention to marry her daughter-in-law and was afraid of harming her son.

When she knew her mother's heart, she took the opportunity to tell her mother: “The mother should know her child's heart, having lived here for over a year.

I'm here with my husband to keep my hands off the pedestrians.

I do not mean anything but to be respected by the men of the earth, and to rely on him for more than three years, so that the Emperor may be able to seal the throne and be glorified under the Nine Springs.” The mother also knew that she had no malice but was afraid that she could not have children.

She said, "The children are from heaven.

Blessed is the fate of a man who will have three sons of a glorious fatherSun." The mother believed her and consulted with her son.

Ningsheng was happy, so he set up a banquet and told his relatives and friends.

A new daughter-in-law has been asked to see him in a nice dress and to come out and worship him.

The house was full of surprises, not only because she was a ghost, but because she was a fairy.

So he preferred to have relatives in his five clothes, all of whom congratulated her with gifts and competed with her.

Tsing is good at drawing orchids and clubs, and always answers them with a reward.

Those who have received her paintings treasure them and feel honoured.

One day, Tsing fell down in front of the window, in the mood, like losing his soul.

She suddenly asked, "Where is the skin? Ningsheng said, "Because you're afraid of it, you put it in another room." She said, "I've accepted the breath of the living for a long time, and I'm not afraid anymore.

It should be hanging on the bedside!" Ning asked her what happened to her, and Tsing said, "For three days, I was afraid.

Think of it as a demon of gold, hate me for hiding far away, lest sooner or later we find it.” Ningsheng brought his skin, and Tsing looked at it, and said, "This is for the sword fairy.

How many people have been killed? I saw it today, and I've got goose bumps." Put your sword bag on the bedside after that.

The next day, Tsing hung the move over the door.

Sitting in the night against the candle and telling Ningsheng not to sleep.

And behold, a thing fell like a bird, and twirled into the curtain.

Ningsheng looked like a night fork, an electrocution, two claws scratching and stretching.

He stopped at the door, wandered for a long time, came closer to the skin, took it with his claws, as if he was going to snap it.

The husk suddenly rings, and it gets as big as two baskets of bamboo, a ghost, a half of a body, a fork in, and then it's silent, and the husk turns back to its size.

I'd rather be scared and surprised.

Siu Sin came out and was very happy to say, "It's okay!" They looked in their skins, and they only had a few clean drinks.

A few years later, Ningsheng actually took the entrance exam and had a boy.

Ningsheng had another concubine and each had a boy.

The three children were later officers and they spoke well。