Strange Tales of the Ghosts

The craftsman had never killed anyone, but his heart was haunted by helping people kill corpses. He was always frightened and had nightmares. Those dreams always invaded his nerves at night and day, so he dealt with them one by one. Those dreams were recorded, and the one he remembered most clearly was that of Lai standing in front of him, telling him that she was unwilling to die because what she wanted to do was not completed. Lai told the craftsman in the dream that since the craftsman After collecting the body for her, she did one last thing for him, which was to sneak to the bottom of the Crescent Moon Spring to find the King's Staff. After finding it, she took it to the cave and gave it to Rai.

After the craftsman who suffered from nightmares had this dream, he did not dare to neglect and went to Crescent Moon Spring. However, he found nothing and was almost arrested by being misunderstood as a thief stealing five-color sand. Facing the failure, the craftsman had to carry incense candles to comfort Lai's deceased soul. However, that night, the craftsman saw something even more bizarre than the corpse not rotting, because when he told the truth what happened, Lai Yi's figure floated out of the painting and stood in front of him alive. Before he could say anything, the craftsman fainted with fright. Since then, he has never been to the cave again.

After writing this, the craftsman stopped writing. The mason was frightened. He didn't expect that the master had concealed such a big secret, and the person he faced and fell in love with every day turned out to be a dead person. When the dancing girl Lai died, the plasterer was only one year old and had never seen her. However, he had heard people mention her and said that Lai was the most beautiful woman in Dunhuang ever.

The plasterer was very sad. He first helped his master with the funeral arrangements, and then came to the cave. Looking at the figures on the wall, he seemed to have seen Rai. At this moment, he thought to himself, would it be possible if Rai was really still there? Coming out to see him was just like the master had seen Rai with his own eyes, but Rai didn't come out after all. The little plasterer was very frustrated. He always thought that the character in the painting that he was obsessed with was either a man or a woman. Unexpectedly, there was indeed a person. He thought to himself that since there was a real person, he should do something for the woman he liked. . So, he went home, prepared dry food and clothes, and then went to Crescent Moon Spring. He dug a hole beside Crescent Moon Spring and put his things in it. During the day, he hid in the hole and slept. At night, when no one was around, he Just dive to the bottom of Crescent Moon Spring.

This search lasted for more than a month, and he was already familiar with the small Crescent Moon Spring. He knew where there was a stone. Although he did not find the king's staff, he still did not give up. With his persistence, he finally discovered a strange clue, which was the water plants at the bottom of Crescent Moon Spring. The water of Crescent Moon Spring was clear and bright. It is said that the plasterer remembered the location of the water plants clearly, but when he recalled it, he would always find it at the bottom of Crescent Moon Spring. A moving water plant. The plasterer put all his possibilities on that clump of water plants, so when he went to Crescent Moon Spring on his last day, he went straight to the water plants and searched here and there. The water plants seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him. The plasterer refused to give up. No matter how cunning the aquatic plants are, he has his own methods. Once he is given a chance to get close, he will first wrap the long aquatic plants around his fingers, and then pull them hard. Several times, the aquatic plants are broken. Over and over again, the plasterer finally conquered the handful of water plants at dawn. He did not expect that the roots of the water plants would be so strong and difficult to pull out. When he tried his best to pull out the water plants and throw them out of the water, he was dumbfounded.

What kind of waterweed was that? There was a corpse with long hair scattered on the bank. The plasterer was afraid when he thought that the corpse he was trying to get rid of was actually a corpse, but he still had the courage to walk over. Sure enough, he found a cane. The cane was as long as the corpse. The handle seemed to be made of ivory. There was a very large sapphire inlaid on the cane. The plasterer thought that this must be the king's scepter that Ley was looking for, so he grabbed it with his hands, trying to take the scepter out of the corpse's hands. But it failed because the corpse held the scepter until death, causing the hand and the scepter to stick together. The plasterer looked at the white horizon and curiously pulled out the hair covering the corpse's face. The moment he saw the face, he was shocked again. This corpse that looked like a child actually had an old face. I estimate that it is at least forty or fifty years old. From the outline, it can be seen that this corpse is not from the Central Plains.

The plasterer had a lot of questions in his mind, but it was already dawn. If he didn't take the scepter quickly, he would be discovered. So he used all his strength and finally took it from the corpse. The scepter, just when he took the scepter away and thought about what to do with the body, the body turned into a puddle of mud on the spot, and it was no longer human.

Such an unexpected encounter made the plasterer more firmly believe that he would be able to see Ley, so he hid in the cave and waited excitedly. When night came again, he ran desperately to the cave where Ley was buried.

It was extremely dark in the cave, and the moon seemed to be hiding, refusing to let in a trace of moonlight. The plasterer had no choice but to light the candle in his hand, and looked at the stone wall through the candlelight. He whispered: "Ley...Ley..."

The stone wall is still there, there is no movement, the painting is still a painting, there are only figures about to fly in the painting, and there is no appearance of Ley... The plasterer refused to give up, so he said to himself to the stone wall: "Ley, I know you must be here, although We have never met you before your death, but I know you must know it. I am the one who comes to see you every day. I know your story from the master. I feel very sad about your experience, but please don’t blame my master. , because he is also helpless in life. I know that your long-cherished wish is to find the king's staff. You see... I have found it for you. Come out." The plasterer waved the gem-encrusted scepter in front of the stone wall.

No one responded. The plasterer was like a madman, holding a scepter and talking to himself. His shadow was stretched by the candlelight...

At the moment when he lowered his head in frustration, a strange phenomenon occurred in the shadow of the plasterer. There was an extra shadow on the edge of his shadow. The shadow was elongated and divided into five forks, some long and some short, just like a person. The hand... the shadow of the hand carefully touched the mason's hand and the scepter was reflected on the wall.

The shadow appeared, and then firmly grasped the shadow...

At this time, the plasterer obviously felt his hand loosen, and his scepter seemed to have been snatched away. Fortunately, he reacted and hugged the scepter tightly, but when he turned around, he saw no one. There was something in this cave. Only himself and no one else.

"Who? Who is robbing me?"