The Host in Quick Transmigration Always Wants to Break Her Character

Chapter 110 The Educated Youth Tricked into Going to the Countryside (4)

Upon hearing this, the educated youth looked at each other in bewilderment, and then everyone turned to look at the village chief.

Because Lin Jingyi has the original owner's memories, he also knows about the rumors surrounding that house.

After hearing the rumors circulating in the house, Xia Lin was too frightened to stay there and instead stayed at the village chief's house with three other female educated youths.

However, the six male educated youths refused to believe it and stayed there for one night. The next day, with dark circles under their eyes, they went to the village chief and said they wanted to change their accommodation.

The village chief seemed to know about the house, and without saying a word, he arranged new accommodations for the six people.

The village chief felt a little uneasy under the gazes of everyone and scratched his head.

This matter should not have been kept from everyone in the first place.

So he invited everyone to sit down on the stone bench under the big tree at the village entrance.

Just then, everyone had finished lunch and was about to go out to work in the fields when some passing villagers saw this and gathered around them, carrying their farm tools.

Some people glanced at the items briefly and left, leaving mostly men behind.

"Comrades, it's not that I'm superstitious, but that house has always been very eerie."

The village chief cleared his throat and quickly stated his position.

Seeing that everyone was listening attentively, the village chief thought for a moment and decided to entrust the matter to an old man to tell.

"Third Master, you've been through what happened with that house in the west of the village. Tell us about it."

The village chief spoke to an old man wearing a straw hat and holding a hoe.

The old man, addressed as Third Master, smiled, revealing two slightly blackened front teeth, and asked the village chief in a strong voice:

"Xiao Qing, you can't explain this to me?" he said, putting down the hoe in his hand.

"You know more about this matter, so I'll have to trouble you, Third Master."

Upon seeing this, the village chief quickly stood up and asked the old man to sit down.

Seeing this, the old man sat down without any hesitation, looked at the village chief with a satisfied gaze, and said with a smile:

"Alright."

Although Master Zhao is a man, he is a gossip who likes to exaggerate things and tell everyone about them.

Because of his seniority and age, no one questioned him.

So after telling Lin Jingyi and the others about this, he mentally refined his thoughts.

After sitting down, Third Master Zhao rolled up his sleeves, took off his straw hat and fanned himself with it. Only a few short, graying hairs remained on his head.

The old man deliberately lowered his voice and said:

"That house, well, it all started decades ago. Back then, war was raging, and a family fled to our village and built a tiled house in the west village. I heard that the women in that family all wore gold and silver, and they had several servants."

As he spoke, Uncle Zhao continued waving his hands, saliva spraying from between his teeth.

Seeing that the old man was talking so enthusiastically, several educated youths quietly moved back a little.

“Those people bought a lot of land in the village and rented it to villagers who needed land. They also hired villagers to help with farming, so the villagers also had some income.”

"But there are always some people who can't stand seeing others doing well and gossip about them behind their backs. But that family is quite nice and doesn't stoop to their level."

"A few years passed like this, and then we started playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game)."

“Some villagers, under the guise of fighting landlords, broke into other people’s homes and robbed them. In the end, they angered the patriarch to death. The man was also accidentally killed by the villagers when he resisted. The woman couldn’t bear it and hanged herself.”

"Right on the roof beam of the central hall of that house, a family of dozens of people all died."

Everyone sighed upon hearing this.

Lin Jingyi also recalled that period of history, where many innocent people died because of the jealousy of others.

Seeing the various expressions on everyone's faces, the old man continued:

"Those people, under the guise of fighting the landlord, didn't even bother to collect the family's bodies."

"Later, strange things started happening in that house."

"Someone thought that the family was so rich, and since everyone was dead, he wanted to make some money off the dead. So he climbed up the wall of that family in the middle of the night."

"So guess what?" the old man asked, his voice rising as he looked at everyone with a mysterious expression.

"What's wrong?" Several educated youths, engrossed in listening, unconsciously asked, echoing the old man's words.

The villagers had heard all this before, and they only gathered around to see how the intellectuals would react.

Seeing the crowd's reaction, the old man's lips curled up, and he lowered his voice:

"That thief went crazy after that night."

"Why?" The educated youths, who hadn't heard the details, were even more curious, and Tao Tao asked directly.

"Don't be afraid, little girl," Zhao Sanye said with a smile when he heard that the person asking the question was a little girl.

His expression soon turned serious again.

"Because after that person went in, he saw a magnificent house, lit by candlelight as bright as day, filled with gold and silver treasures, many charming women, and lots of delicious food."

"But, just as the thief was getting excited, he blinked and opened his eyes..."

"The house turned pitch black, with only the dark moonlight filtering through. The room was covered in cobwebs, the beautiful woman the thief was carrying turned into bones, the gold and silver treasures turned into stones, and the delicious food turned into wriggling black maggots..."

At the crucial moment, Uncle Zhao stopped talking, slowly took out a pot of water from his waist, opened it, and gulped it down.

Two girls heard this and hugged each other.

"Third Master Zhao, what happened next?" Tao Tao was listening intently, and when she saw the old man suddenly stop talking, she couldn't help but ask curiously.

Lin Jingyi also pretended to look curious.

Third Master Zhao swallowed the water and continued:

"Next, after the thief noticed the change, he broke out in a cold sweat, threw away the bone in his hand, and kept gagging as he looked at the maggots in the plate."

"Then he tried to escape the house, but he couldn't open the door. The trees in the yard were still rustling, casting shadows in the moonlight."

"I...I'm a little scared," Liu Jia said, her voice trembling as she held Lin Jingyi's hand.

Lin Jingyi silently withdrew her hand, but the woman had pulled it a little too tightly. She hadn't expected that this woman, who was not very strong when working, was quite strong when pulling people.

Lin Jingyi hadn't even started cultivating when he arrived in this world, and he found that he couldn't break free for the time being, so he had to give up.

She also showed that she was very scared and moved closer to Liu Jia.

The two men's fearful expressions seemed to have achieved the effect that Master Zhao wanted, so he continued:

"Then the thief was so frightened by those figures that he fainted. When he came out of there the next morning, he was insane and delirious."

Lin Jingyi said, "If you don't do stupid things, you won't die, okay?"

Moreover, that family truly died innocently, so it's not unreasonable that their vengeful spirits linger.

"And what about that madman now?" someone asked.

The old man sighed: "He died on the seventh day after he was released."