"What does that matter?"

"Every part of your body is meant for men to touch in the end. Anyone with money can have sex with you once."

"Until now, I have been scolded, whipped, forced, and abused. No one has mercy on me, no one has a visit, no one has sympathy, no one wants to help me. I have nowhere to go. I have nowhere to return to. I am like a weed abandoned by the roadside."

He actually imitated the tune of the song that Lin Qianqian sang yesterday when she was standing by the window, and sang a passage for her in a very realistic way.

Then, the man smiled and said, "It is this paragraph that makes me feel pity for you and want to love you well."

The man's eyes were filled with sympathy.

Lin Qianqian knew that this sympathy was just charity.

Trick her with candy.

The ultimate goal is to make her his sex toy.

"Then do you know that there is another scene after this one?"

"what?"

Lin Qianqian took a step back and immediately began to sing, "How pitiful! When I was alive, I was the wife of thousands of people. After I die, who will pity my loneliness and sadness? A white silk scarf is here to destroy me. I have turned into a fierce ghost. I will definitely seek justice!"

Master Han was shocked.

He seemed to have been struck by lightning and turned into a piece of charcoal, maintaining the same posture and expression. After a cup of tea,

"What's the name of this play you sang? How come I've never heard of it before?"

Lin Qianqian picked up the teacup and put it to her lips to moisten her throat. "Of course you haven't heard of this play. It's called "The Hanged Woman."

The play "The Female Ghost" was adapted from Lu Xun's prose of the same name. He wrote about the tragedy of a woman in feudal society and the revenge of a female ghost. Later, it was adapted by drama writers into the famous Yue Opera and performed on stage.

Mr. Lu Xun expressed it this way: Please don't get close to people who hurt others but are against revenge and advocate tolerance.

It is also said: Only murderers who suck blood and eat flesh openly or secretly and their hangers-on will give people the motto of "don't punish the offender" and "don't remember old grudges".

When the pioneers launched the Enlightenment Movement, it was a group of people shouting, using speeches, new articles, knocking on doors and destroying windows, and gradually the Chinese people awakened.

And her new ideas, which are out of tune with the modern world, make a sound like the faint chirping of insects in this land.

"Are you scared?" Lin Qianqian asked deliberately, "A female ghost who wants revenge?"

His lips were noticeably pale.

"Will female ghosts seek revenge? Are there really ghosts in this world?" Mr. Han's face was full of confusion and fear, and he looked uneasy.

Lin Qianqian said, "Of course, if you don't do anything wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door."

It was hard not to think of what he was doing during this scene. The two of them seemed to have become characters in the story, as if they were repeating the story... If a woman with such a strong personality like her died, she would definitely become the most terrifying ghost.

This verse suddenly extinguished the fire of desire in him.

Lin Qianqian noticed the slight change in his expression, and thought to herself, if she didn't leave now, when would she leave? She stood up and said, "I'm leaving now, please do as you please, sir..."

In the past, the songs sung in brothels included dirty jokes, songs about how girls missed their lovers, and some romantic lyrics, all to please the men.

Suddenly, a female ghost came to seek revenge. She was a hanged ghost from a brothel. This had a great impact on Mr. Han.

He felt like he was reading a scary ghost story. It was only a short paragraph, but he could feel the ghost's misery, anger, and determination for revenge.

At that time, a thought flashed through my mind: Don’t be haunted by this female ghost.

The key is that this ghost is something that living people really can’t do anything about.

He suddenly remembered that she could sing and read. She could easily express people's joy, anger, sorrow and happiness with her voice. The anger and hatred she performed were so real and terrifying that they didn't seem fake...

Qingyin said to Lin Qianqian, "The young man stayed in the room alone for a long time, and finally left on his own, still mumbling something."

"He seemed to have lost his soul."

"Miss Lin, what did you do to him?"

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