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Chapter 700 Imagination (6)

"There were too many people watching the fun that day, and they didn't pay attention to it. They surrounded many people all at once. It was originally a good idea. The master built an altar. It was said that there was a bronze cauldron and killed pigs and sheep to worship. The incense was so thick that many people couldn't open their eyes. He kept jumping, walking around and chanting scriptures. Many people looked interesting and laughing. The murderer was kneeling beside the altar, chanting scriptures and other things. Suddenly, everyone saw that the hanged ghost appeared on the tree in front of him. The hanged ghost was injured in the body and did not bleed, but it was said that it was black, and thick water was flowing out. It looked scary. The people in Hui Township were brave and shouted twice, and then continued to watch. The master stabbed the hanged ghost with something. It seemed like a hanged ghost came alive and began to struggle, but after a few strokes, he stopped moving and died completely."

The security guard sighed, "This matter should be over. But who would have thought that when the master saw the Yin-Yang Eye, he saw that there were many hanged ghosts hanging on the trees around him, and other little ghosts were hidden. He hated evil and immediately searched the guy to take away all these ghosts. At that time, a black wind blew in the park. People who watched the fun felt something was wrong and were about to run away. I don't know how many ghosts the master had taken away. The other ghosts suddenly started to scream together, and many people were so screamed that they fainted and fell to the ground and twitched. They were lucky and escaped.

The other awake people were in trouble. They saw a black shadow descending from the sky and drilling into the murderer's body. The murderer had originally lowered his head and didn't dare to raise his head. He was occupied by a ghost, so he jumped up. He was crazy and grabbed the master and twisted his neck. Other ghosts laughed and made a fuss, watching the murderer kill him when he saw him. Many people didn't hide, but he just broke his neck. Some people resisted, but the murderer seemed to feel no pain, and no matter how much injury he was on his body, he didn't change."

Lu Qiaolan was filled with excitement.

I also felt that this story was too bragging.

The security guard continued, unconsciously, and said, "Does of people died that time, and they were finally classified as a fight and left it alone. But everyone here knows that many people hold funerals in their families, and they all cry when they say that."

"So you are afraid that outsiders will come?" I interrupted the security guard's emotion.

The biggest feeling this story gave me is to explore the origin of Huixiang people's attitude towards foreigners.

I remember seeing it somewhere before, folk legends and folk customs reflect social situations, and the stories contain people's ideas and ideas.

People in Huixiang will be afraid of people from other places. It may be that people from other places come here, resulting in some casualties.

This is not surprising, but it is reasonable.

There are many fugitives who have come here in Huixiang, and it goes without saying how big the hidden dangers and crises it has brought to local security. It would be strange if the people here welcome people from other places.

Even if you come here, you are not begging for food. Some locals will also hate outsiders who come to their hometowns to take away their job opportunities, destroy their hometown environment, and cause various inconveniences to themselves.

People always see the bad side first and tend to forget the benefits they get.

This is understandable.

But if the Huixiang people's ideas lead to frequent supernatural events here and target outsiders, the troubles caused to me will be too great. Chen Xiaoqiu and the others will also be even more dangerous.

The security guard didn't understand my problem for a while, and his ideas were not on the same channel as me.

After thinking for a while, the security guard hesitated and replied: "It's almost the same. When people from other places come, there is always some trouble. You outsiders are either here to find trouble, or they are not used to the atmosphere here, and have never seen ghosts in their entire lives. When they come to us, they are scared to us, and we are like crazy."

When the security guard said this, he also showed some resentment and helplessness.

We said while walking.

The security guard told the story for so long, but he didn't feel thirsty.

I asked him again about ghosts hitting walls and killing animals or not, and he had no new stories about this. It seemed that this is common sense among Huixiang people, and there was nothing to say.

I guess this may be the result of their combination of self-protection ideas and the idea of ​​disgusting foreigners. If the ghosts they encounter will only attack foreigners, of course they don’t have to worry about their own safety and can enjoy the positive effects of this matter calmly.

The annoying foreigners who die and disappear have nothing to do with them. They do not have to be punished by law or questioned by their conscience. After all, ghosts are beyond the control of human control. If ghosts kill people, they cannot blame others.

If there is another situation, I might be amazed at the strange customs of Huixiang. But now Chen Yihan and Chen Xiaoqiu's life and death are uncertain, and I am really not happy with the situation in Huixiang.

The security guard took us to the chess and card room he mentioned.

The chess and card rooms in various places are probably the same, with a smoky and extremely lively atmosphere.

The security guard was familiar with the way, so he asked for a name after pulling someone. After the other party reported the table number, he took us around the chess and card room in a familiar way.

Soon, the security guard waved to say hello.

On a mahjong table in front, a young man with a shaved head and a cigarette in his mouth raised his hand, immediately lowered his head, and focused on the card table.

The security guard had no choice but to walk over and pat him, and pointed at me and Lu Qiaolan.

The young man hesitated and was reluctant to leave the card table.

The chess and card room is very noisy, and from time to time, the rumbling of mahjong machine shuffling sounds, and I haven't heard what the security guard said. It's even more impossible for two big men to squeeze in in this narrow place.

But I saw that the young man's expression changed, he was worried and looked at me carefully.

I guess the security guard told me about catching the female ghost just now.

The young man shouted loudly, greeted the other three people, and packed up the change he had placed on the table.

Soon someone rushed over and after negotiations with the young man, he sat in the seat in front of the young man. He looked at the cards and said something to the young man dissatisfiedly. The young man stuffed him a few pieces of money and he smiled.

The security guard and the young man squeezed out.

We didn't stay in the chess and card room for a long time. Only after we left the chess and card room did the security guard introduce us.

The security guard called the young man "Xiangzi". Xiangzi always glanced at me and Lu Qiaolan and waited for me to ask for a meeting with his relative who runs a convenience store. Xiangzi agreed immediately.

I asked Xiangzi to tell the ghost story again, but Xiangzi didn't refuse and told the story obediently, and the content was similar to what the security guard said.

Most young people are curious and ostentatious. Shoko looks less than 20 years old. She is tall and has muscles on her body, but she is unexpectedly honest.

I think this is honest and weird.
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