Chapter 10 plague ghost

hot!The heat in Africa is hot at noon; when a person walks in the sun, he will turn into charcoal if he walks less than a hundred paces; but sitting under a big tree is cool; at sunset, he needs to add more clothes.The heat in Hong Kong is so hot that there is no prospect. The sun has entered the sea and it is even hotter; the heat is full of moisture, stuffiness, stench, miasma, and poison; even, it is full of resentment. On a hot summer day, in ancient times, there was a man named Xu Taigong panting in his study, the moonlight outside the window was dim, but there was no wind blowing in; suddenly, a foul smell came, and a feather broom was hovering and flying on the coffee table.Knowing something strange, Tai Gong slapped the bed and drank heavily; when he drank, the teacup and other things flew out of the window and hit the poplar tree in the yard.He was taken aback and ordered someone to check, but he saw a black shadow hovering around the roof tiles, and it took a long time before he left.

Xu Taigong lay down on the bed, and after a while, the feather duster moved again.He grabbed the chicken feathers, his hands were wet and soft, sticky and greasy, like a woman's hair, not only the smell was suffocating, but also a cold air spread from the palm to the shoulder. "This is by no means an ordinary feather broom, this is a vicious broom head!" Taigong Xu endured the pain and refused to let go; at this moment, a shrill female voice came: "My surname is Wu, my first name is from Hongze Lake. When I came here, I was afraid of being struck by lightning, so I hid in the house. You let me go, which is like my reborn parents, a great kindness, I will never forget it."

Xu Taigong knew that the monster lied, so he was unmoved, and asked: "Now there is a great plague in Wumen, can you be a plague ghost?" , is cooperating with my pestilent ghost to torture." "It's a plague ghost, and I can't let you go, lest you pretend to be a broom and harm others." The grandfather grabbed the feather duster and refused to let it go. "There is a way to avoid the plague, I will give you the prescription, please let me live." The plague ghost told the secret recipe to drive away the plague; the Taigong ordered the servant to write it down, sealed the feather duster in a jar, and threw it into Taihu Lake.

The prescription prescribed by the plague ghost broom head is of course nothing good, so let’s not talk about it; in fact, the plague ghost sank into the lake, and the plague’s children and grandchildren still turned into SARS and bird flu, causing harm to people everywhere.This is the story of Yuan Meili from the Qing Dynasty. I have slightly changed the dialogue, so that I can not go to the summer heat, but it can relieve everyone's anger, which is not bad.