Previously, the scholars had been spreading rumors about the haunting of the literature house. They also said that the people who lived there often saw it.
However, Fang Tong had told Song Zhi that it was because many scholars wanted to live in the literature house. That was why there were such horrifying ghost stories to stop others from thinking about living in.
However, Fang Tong only thought so. After all, he had never seen the man in the scholar's robe.
When these scholars gathered together, they couldn't help but discuss among themselves.
Someone said, "I only remember that Wang Gang told me that he saw it under a big tree in the backyard when he woke up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet. However, he didn't see it clearly from afar, but he fell sick the next day."
"Which courtyard?"
"It's outside the courtyard where Du Mubai lives."
"Don't scare me!"
Some people pulled their sleeves.
They felt their backs go numb!
At this moment —
A haggard man walked in from outside with a gloomy expression.
Someone saw him and asked, "Liangfu? Aren't you sick? "
The man called Liangfu walked in step by step. His gaze swept around and his lips trembled as he said, "I … saw it!"
Uh!
The room was silent. Everyone was dumbfounded.
In an instant, it was as if something was strangling their necks. No one could say a word.
Liangfu sat down under everyone's shocked and timid gazes. He stared at the books placed on the table by the scholars in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Just last month, I really saw it! It was a man. He was standing under the tree. His hair was very long and covered most of his face. I saw his mouth smiling. He was smiling at me.
He kept smiling … "
The more he spoke, the more his voice trembled.
It also became softer and softer.
It was as if it was stuck in his throat.
It was as if it was stuck in his throat.
After he finished speaking, almost no one followed up.
After a while, a slightly braver person jumped out and asked, "Did you really see it?"
"Why would I lie?"
"Six years ago, you also studied with him. Then … was the person you saw Du Mubai?"
"I don't know. I didn't see it very clearly." Liang Fu sighed and shook his head. "I originally wanted to move out the next day, but I come from a humble background. The lodging is still a place to stay. If I leave, where can I go? So, I could only stay. But every night, I would be haunted by nightmares. I really … really couldn't take it anymore! "
Her voice was mixed with sobs!
Helpless!
Hearing Liang Fu's words, everyone was afraid and sympathetic at the same time. They even empathized with him.
The people who lived here were poor people without any background. They came to Gaoding to take the exams, and perhaps they had already used up all the money they had at home. Food and lodging were problems, and they usually had to think for a long time before buying a book, not to mention leaving the lodging to live outside!
But there were also people who expressed doubts.
He stood up and said, "LiangFu, you've been so jumpy all day. You've been cooped up in your room studying so much that you've lost your mind. Don't make a mistake, or maybe you're imagining it."
Just as he finished speaking —
Another person walked in through the door.
That man was clean and tidy, he was in high spirits, not as gloomy as Liang Fu.
He strode in and said, "I saw it too. It's exactly as Liang Fu described. There's no discrepancy at all."
This person was called Dou Jin!
His social circle was relatively large, and he had a straightforward personality.
"Dou Jin, why do you say that too?"
"I didn't want to say it at first. I don't believe in ghosts, and I don't believe that what I saw was a ghost. But now that Du Mubai was killed, it's a fact. Maybe he really felt wronged, so his soul hasn't dissipated for a long time. It's all for someone to reverse the verdict for him today."
He wasn't afraid!
His tone was filled with a sense of justice.
He thought that if he were to meet the man in the Confucian robe again, he would definitely go forward and ask if the ghost was Du Mubai's incarnation, and then ask who did it.
Previously, the lodging had been rumored to be haunted, but no one had directly pointed it out!
Everything was according to the rumors.
But now, both Liang Fu and Dou Jin stood up and claimed that they had indeed seen a ghost.
Everyone was also skeptical.
Just like that, a man in purple broke the scary atmosphere and said, "We're not educated people. How can we believe in ghosts and gods? Confucius is righteous, and we can't be influenced by that kind of thing. I think, someone must be playing tricks."
"Who would dress up as a ghost to scare people?"
"How would I know? In any case, I don't believe it! Moreover, why would a righteous person be afraid of such things? "
His words quickly gained everyone's agreement.
"That's right, there are no ghosts in this world."
"Let's stop scaring ourselves!"
Everyone comforted themselves.
Liang Fu slowly got up, and the gloominess on his face deepened. He said, "If you don't believe me, then forget it."
Then, he turned around and left.
Dou Jin had nothing to say. After all, he didn't believe it before!
After a round of comforting, everyone changed the topic.
"But then again, that Du Mubai is really pitiful! He was framed by his three roommates for theft, and his reputation was ruined! What kind of humiliation would that be? Now that he's dead, his innocence has been restored. "
"Isn't that right? That Bingzheng usually looks like an honest man who doesn't fight for anything, but he's secretly doing that kind of shady business. Fang Tong and Jiang Wen are the same. They could have helped anyone else, but they chose to commit perjury. "
"To put it bluntly, isn't it just jealousy? Back then, Du Mubai was known as the Nanshen Gifted Scholar, and he was recognized by Marquis Pingyang. He entered the residence as a disciple, and he was already considered to be in the top three. The three of them must be indignant. "
"Learning depends on one's ability. How could they be so despicable?"
Everyone scoffed.
They began to condemn him.
Among them, one of them suddenly asked, "But who killed Du Mubai? Who was it?"
The question hit the nail on the head!
Back then, everyone said that Du Mubai was a talented person. He was humble and courteous, and he would never make enemies of others or quarrel with others.
Who would do such a vicious thing?
A short person came out and said, "Do you guys think it's …"
He paused!
Everyone looked at him eagerly.
"Who? Say it! "
"Could it be … Xue He?"
Uh!
Someone was surprised.
Someone else understood.
Then, someone continued, "Back then, Xue He and Du Mubai were both disciples in Marquis Pingyang's residence. At that time, Du Mubai surpassed him in every aspect. It's possible that he hated Du Mubai!"
"That's right, that's right."
"But say, why did Marquis Pingyang revoke Xue He's status as a disciple even though it was Du Mubai who stole the poem?"
"How would we know?"
"Could it be that Xue He felt that he was also revoked because he was implicated by Du Mubai, so he killed him?"
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