roccoschili Chapter 237 Jiangnan Guesthouse
Chapter 237 Jiangnan Guesthouse
This is a story Xiong Dizhai told Yuan Mei about his own personal experience.
It was during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, Mr. Xiong Dizhai (Xiong Ben, also known as Dizhai, a native of Nanchang, Jiangxi Province. He had a good relationship with Yuan Mei.) had not yet passed the Jinshi examination and was still studying for a while. He lives in Jiajia Hutong in the capital.
There is a hotel there called "Jiangnan Guest House". There are three rooms in the main hall of the inn. The middle room is the most spacious and clean, but it is rarely occupied.
Someone asked what the reason was, and the owner replied that there was something strange in that house, and guests were generally not allowed to live in it.
Mr. Xiong Dizhai did not believe in evil, and felt that it was a pity that such a good room remained empty and unoccupied.
So, regardless of the owner's objections, he moved in.
After living for a while, everything was as usual, and Mr. Xiong Dizhai didn't find anything weird.
One day, Mr. Xiong Dizhai had to go out for business and could not return that day, so he found a close friend and asked this friend to stay in his room overnight and help take care of his luggage and clothing.
The friend readily agreed.
That night, when I slept until midnight, the room suddenly became bright.
My friend felt very strange. He clearly remembered that he blew out the light before going to bed, so how could it suddenly turn it on again?
The rumors about something strange in this room came to mind, and my friend's heart was suddenly filled with fear.
He quietly opened the bed curtain and looked out through the gap.
I saw a tall man, covered in darkness, but holding his head with his hands, dripping with blood, standing motionless facing his friends.
Hearing the noise coming from the bed, the big black man held his head in his hand, stared at his friend, and asked loudly: "Why do you live here?"
The friend was so stunned that he immediately jumped up from the bed, ran out of the room, found the owner of the shop, and told him the strange thing that had just happened in the room.
The shop owner said calmly: "I have told you before that this room is always uneasy, but Mr. Xiong just doesn't believe it and insists on living in it. What can I do?"
When Mr. Xiong Dizhai came back the next day, his friend told him what happened during the night.
Mr. Xiong Dizhai pondered for a moment and said, "This must be a ghost who wants to seek revenge. Why didn't it show up when I was here?"
So, Mr. Xiong Dizhai wrote a petition and burned it in the air. He wanted to tell the nigger that if he felt that he was really wronged, please come and complain tonight.
That night, Mr. Xiong Dizhai still slept in the original room.
Before the first watch, he saw the dark ghost that his friend had mentioned. I saw that the nigger was still holding his bloody head in his hand, but this time he was not standing, but kneeling down in front of Mr. Xiong Dizhai.
Mr. Xiong Dizhai showed no fear and asked loudly: "Who are you? What grievances do you have?"
The nigger held his own head with one hand and pointed at his mouth with the other hand, but did not say a word.
However, from the next day, the nigger never appeared again.
One day not long after, Mr. Xiong Dizhai was walking in the garden under the moonlight and saw a black thing, as big as a bathtub, and it was still alive.
When Mr. Xiong Dizhai approached, the thing immediately ran away.
Mr. Xiong Dizhai immediately ran after it. He chased until he was under a tree before finally catching up.
Mr. Xiong Dizhai didn't know what it was, and he didn't dare to touch it with his hands, so he stepped on it with his feet.
With the stampede, the thing disappeared.
After dawn the next day, when Mr. Xiong Dizhai wanted to put on his shoes and socks, he found that his shoes and socks were as black as bituminous coal, and even his feet were black.
I don’t know if that black thing is the incarnation of the nigger who appeared in the room.