Yan Zangshan was a little confused, but Sheng Yunting looked at him with a look of looking at strange people.

He thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Brother Yan, can you... Haven't you seen the Ghost Story of the Age?"

"What is the Ghost Story of the Chinese Girl?" Yan Zangshan looked puzzled and said that he had never heard of it.

His favorite things on weekdays are reading and Taoism. Once he has free time, he spends time on these two things. Naturally, he has no time or the heart to pay attention to other things.

Especially these opera stories, etc., may be very fantastic in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of him, a serious Taoist heir, it is ordinary and even a bit boring.

After all, he often deals with real ghosts.

So when he learned that the Ghost Story of the Age of Age is a story that a person and a ghost love has not yet ended, he didn't care until Sheng Yunting mysteriously said that his grandfather played the role of a paradise in it, he was a little bit skeptical.

"You mean, my grandfather was written in that story? And this story is very famous, so almost everyone in the streets and alleys knew my grandfather's name?"

Yan Zangshan became a little interested at this time and felt it was a bit incredible. He immediately asked curiously: "This is strange. I wonder if I can tell me what the plot is..."

"This is simple!" Sheng Yunting looked around and after confirming that there was no one around, he carefully took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to him.

"This is..." Yan Zangshan was stunned, took it and took a look at it casually, and couldn't help but look at him strangely, "Yunting, have you actually brought such a book to the academy?"

I saw that the stories published here were some stories that Sheng Yunting liked very much, which naturally also included the Ghost Story of the Chinese Girl and the recent Legend of the White Snake.

The font is small but neat, giving people the impression that it should have been copied manually, and it is very attentive.

Sheng Yunting's face froze and hurriedly fooled it: "Haha, don't worry about these minor matters. The key is that Brother Yan, look at the content here, it's very exciting!"

When Yan Zangshan heard this, he found an article called "A Chinese Ghost Story" here and read it carefully.

It has to be said that the Chinese Ghost Story can be widely circulated here, and it is indeed its unique charm that is loved by men, women, young and old.

At first, he looked a little distracted, but as the plot deepened, his expression became very serious and completely immersed in the fantasy and magnificent fantasy story.

Especially after his grandfather Yan Chixia appeared, he was even more attracted by the dangerous and compact plot, and his grandfather's majestic figure appeared in his mind, wishing he could fight side by side with his grandfather to help Nie Xiaoqian...

"Wait... Nie Xiaoqian?!"

Yan Zangshan suddenly came to his senses and saw this familiar name on the paper, and his heart couldn't help but feel a sudden slap in his heart.

Of course he remembered this name. On the way to Nishan Academy, he accidentally met the kind old woman in Lanruo Temple. The other party kindly helped him get the ancestral treasure back from a big ghost.

He also clearly remembered that the old woman was Nie Xiaoqian, and he also confirmed her grandfather.

He looked through the Lanruo Temple, the temple where Ning Caichen was boarding in front, and it happened to match it!

"Is there such a coincidence in this world?" Yan Zangshan couldn't help but be surprised. After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong. He looked down at the story and saw some subtle changes. "Could it be... this story is true? Is it something my grandfather has experienced before?"

He scanned the content roughly and felt that time was indeed suitable. Although it was a bit different from his grandfather's past experience, it was basically right. He couldn't help but be amazed and slowly closed the book.

Seeing that he had finished watching, Sheng Yunting asked excitedly, "How is it? Isn't it very exciting?"

Yan Zangshan nodded with a serious expression: "It's indeed a good story, but I found that the story is probably something my grandfather has really experienced. I want to know who wrote this story. I want to visit it in person..."

"This..." Sheng Yunting was stunned when he heard this comment. This was the first time he had heard such comments.

He quietly turned his head to look at Du Bai, hesitating or not knowing whether he should say it.

Then he heard Du Bai take the initiative to mention: "This story was conceived by me."

"It's you?!"

Yan Zangshan looked at him in amazement, but he didn't expect that the author was right in front of him!

But I never thought that the person who wrote such a story would be so ordinary.

But these are just trivial matters, and he couldn't wait to ask his most relevant question: "Brother Du, it's been hundreds of years since my grandfather went on a heroic journey. How did you know what happened at that time?"

And the process is so detailed and exciting that it can be adapted into an opera.

As for his thoughts as a descendant of Yan Chixia, he was not disgusted with it, but he was a little strange. Fortunately, his grandfather was very positive in these stories, so it was praised by many prisoners, which was a good thing.

Du Bai smiled and said meaningfully: "Actually, I wrote this story inspiration. Maybe you may not believe it because I once dreamed of something that happened at that time."

He said softly, with a feeling of emotion, as if he was telling the truth. Although it seemed a bit absurd, it was also convincing.

"Did you dream?" Yan Zangshan frowned slightly, thinking about something.

"Yes, otherwise how could I know what happened a hundred years ago?"

Du Bai nodded and said seriously: "I still remember that in the dream, I was like a bystander, watching the actions of Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia at that time, everything was very clear."

"After waking up from the dream, I still remembered what happened in this dream, so I felt something and planned to record it all. This is the origin of this Chinese ghost story. But... I was not satisfied with it..."

He shook his head gently: "In my dream, I admire the superb skills and powerful strength of the hero Yan very much. In reality, I still remember it, so I want to find the traces of the hero and learn about his past..."

Yan Zangshan's expression showed a hint of suddenness when he heard this: "So that's it, so you found me?"

Du Bai nodded and said, "No. I heard that you are a descendant of Hero Yan, so I specially wanted to visit him..."
Chapter completed!