Chapter 1,800 Long-haired Queen Zhang Lihua (additional update)

The owner of the tomb has no body or bones, only a handful of black hair. This surprised me for a while. I wonder what this tomb is?

I picked up the little carpenter and threw him onto the grave. Leng Rushuang checked his breathing and said, "He's still breathing. He's fine."

I nodded, covered the coffin again, buried it with soil, and then took the little carpenter back to the temple. Soon it was daybreak. When the little carpenter woke up and saw me, he hurriedly said to me: "Brother Zhang, I dreamed of the female ghost again last night. She took me to a place with flowers..."

Flowers are nothing! If I hadn't saved you in time, you would have been suffocated in the sarcophagus.

I glared at him, not paying attention to him. The primary goal now is to know the origin of the female ghost in the tomb. Only by knowing her origin can we find a way to restrain her. It's a pity that we don't know anything about this. I wonder if the people in Houxi Village understand this history?

Just when we were worried, a monk with diarrhea appeared at the door of the temple. He was startled when he saw someone in the temple. He looked at us carefully and stepped forward and asked: "Who are the donors?" ?Why are you in the temple?"

Leng Rushuang asked politely: "Who are you?"

Before the leprosy-headed monk could speak, the young carpenter had already greeted him happily: "Little master, are you back?"

"Yes!" The typhus-headed monk obviously knew the little carpenter. He nodded: "The incense cannot be cut off in the temple, otherwise there will be no way to suppress the ghosts behind."

When Leng Rushuang and I heard this, we immediately understood. It seems that our previous reasoning was correct. Because the female ghost in the tomb was too powerful, someone built a temple here and used Bodhisattvas to suppress her.

Nowadays, there is no one in the temple and the incense is not prosperous. Only female ghosts dare to come out to harm people!

Since this rogue monk is from the temple, he must know the history of the female ghost. Leng Rushuang and I didn't want to be polite to her, we simply made things clear. The leprosy-headed monk heard that the little carpenter was entangled by a female ghost, and his face turned pale: "The female ghost's Taoism has indeed strengthened again! Hey, if the incense in the temple is still strong, how could she dare to escape the suppression of the Bodhisattva."

I asked anxiously: "Little master, where did this female ghost come from?"

The dysentery-headed monk sighed: "Speaking of her, she is a poor person. She is the famous Zhang Lihua!"

Although I know something about history, I don't know much about Zhang Lihua. I only know that she seems to have a concubine who is all-powerful to the country.

Leng Rushuang explained on the side: "Zhang Lihua was the beloved concubine of Empress Chen during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. She was smart and beautiful, and she was deeply loved by Empress Chen! But she was eventually killed for the crime of harming the country and the people. ”

The dysentery-headed monk nodded: "Yes, it is said that Empress Chen loved Zhang Lihua's hair very much. Zhang Lihua therefore attached great importance to her hair. In order to maintain her hair, she often soaked it in the blood of virgins. She killed countless maids. .”

"It is said that after the fall of the Chen Dynasty, even Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty was obsessed with her beauty and wanted to make her his concubine. When the loyal minister Gao Jiong knew about it, he was worried that Yang Guang would follow in the footsteps of Empress Chen, so he took it upon himself to kill Zhang Lihua Gao Jiong knew that Zhang Lihua cherished her hair, so he simply ordered her to be hanged with her hair! Zhang Lihua was buried here after her death. Her resentment did not dissipate, and future generations had no choice but to build a temple here to suppress her. !" said the dysentery-headed monk.

So that’s it!

After the little carpenter heard that the female ghost was Zhang Lihua, he was a little scared at first, but when he thought of her beautiful face, he started to yearn for her again.

I slapped him away: "You brat, you have a knife on your head, be careful, you don't know how you will die!"

The little carpenter nodded in fear.

Now that we know the origin of the female ghost, Leng Rushuang and I began to discuss how to deal with her. Should we burn her tomb with a fire, or set up a large formation to continue suppressing her?

I thought hesitantly for a long time and suddenly asked: "What do people who cherish their hair fear most?"

"Scissors!" The girl who had never spoken suddenly said in the corner.

The words woke up the dreamer, and Leng Rushuang and I suddenly had an idea. The two of us planned to sneak back to Houxi Village quietly to steal some scissors and set up a scissors array in front of Zhang Lihua's tomb. As long as Zhang Lihua dared to come out, she would see countless shining scissors. She cares so much about her hair that she will definitely not dare to casually seduce a man into a ghost marriage in the future.

We just did what we said. Although it was not dark yet, Leng Rushuang and I set off excitedly. When we arrived at Houxi Village, we found a crowd of people gathered in front of Fu's house, which was extremely lively. Leng Rushuang and I secretly took a closer look and saw several big foreign men tying up a woman.

The woman was tied up, with rags stuffed in her mouth. Her face was full of despair, and she looked like she had been trafficked.

Lao Fu and his wife looked at the woman up and down, and said with some dissatisfaction: "How can I have a son when I am so thin?"

The big man from outside said: "I am a little thinner, but there is no problem in having children. The old people say that flowers bloom first and then bear fruit. Even if the first child is a girl, you can continue to have the second child. Your son is stupid." Click, that piece is not impossible!”

The people in the village laughed.

Lao Fu nodded: "That's right!"

But I was so angry that I dared to say that a woman who loves me is a tool for giving birth here?

I was about to rush out when Leng Rushuang grabbed me and said, "Don't worry, there are many of them and Ah Da is not here, so be careful."

I had no choice but to nod my head and hold on for dear life.

The woman was sold for 30,000 yuan. Lao Fu and his wife paid the money. The trafficker handed the woman into Lao Fu's hands and turned around to leave. At this time, a skinny old man hurried over and asked, "What did you say about my son?"

"Oh, are you looking for a ghost marriage partner? You've already found one!" the trafficker said with a sly look.

It turns out that he not only sells living people, but also sells dead people.

Upon hearing this, the old man happily led the trafficker to his home, wanting to sit down and discuss the ghost marriage.

It seems that this old man is the old man that the couple talked about. His son was killed by Zhang Lihua, so he thought of telling his son a secret marriage.

Leng Rushuang winked at me: "Let's go, follow us and listen."

We both lowered our bodies and followed quietly.

Lao Ma led the trafficker to his home. The trafficker looked at his dilapidated house and said with some disgust: "Your family is so poor, do you still have money for your son to get married? Even though he is a dead person, he still has to collect money. "

Lao Ma said: "Don't worry, I will marry my son even if I lose everything. Otherwise, how pitiful will it be for him to be all alone in the underworld?"

The trafficker said: "That's it, okay then! Let me tell you, you got a big deal this time. Last time we found a girl in Shaanxi. She was a yellow-haired girl. We originally wanted to buy it at a good price. , who knew that she would be short-lived and die, just the right amount for your son."

When Lao Ma heard this, he bowed gratefully: "Thank you! Thank you!"

This man is hopelessly stupid.

Can you believe what the traffickers say?