Chapter 961 The long black hair turns to ashes in tears

Zhigu is located at the bottom of Jiuhe River, which connects the north and south. There is a permanent bank pass on the south canal.

Recently, a strange case occurred at the Chaoguan pontoon, known as the Red Mansion Ghost Ship Case.

This Red Mansion Ghost Ship was involved in a fire disaster in Zhigu City. Thanks to the God of Fire who was worshiped in fire temples all over the city, the Third Prince Hot Wheels collected the demonic fires from all over the city that night.

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On that day, tens of thousands of people on both sides of the canal saw with their own eyes that the Third Prince Nezha suppressed the Red Mansion Ghost Ship.

The South Canal, which had been closed for many days, was finally opened.

The North and South Caochuan Department Stores that have been delayed in the past few days have all landed at the pier in front of the Chaoguan pontoon. From the pier to the east, there is a road directly leading to a bustling and lively street called Pier East Street.

There are many shops, so people also call it "Guiyi Street".

Appraisal of clothes was done by pawn shops. People had no living money, so when the weather was slightly warmer, they had to appraise the thick clothes at home and buy cheap thin clothes to wear.

In autumn, I will pay to redeem it.

The common people don't have much money in their hands, and they can't buy anything at home, so they can only go back and forth like this, year after year.

When the year is good, the clothes are naturally replaced from linen to cotton, and from cotton to mink. When the year is bad, the clothes become thinner and thinner every year.

In autumn, if you have money on hand, buy something warmer. If you don’t have two money on hand, you can only wear rags!

It is almost autumn now.

It's a good time to shop for clothes, so the shops in this area are particularly busy...

In front of the clothing store, there was an old Taoist priest holding a banner. His hair and beard were messy, black and white, and his face and body were so dirty that you couldn't tell his age. Looking at the gray beard and hair, and the thin arms and legs exposed outside the Taoist robe, there was something strange about him.

You can be fifty or sixty years old, you can be thirty or forty years old.

When they put up a flag that read "Iron Plate Divine Calculation", the Taoist priest yelled: "Take your hair back!"

"I've got my hair done at a high price! It's done with hair, braids, specializing in long hair... The big girl and the little daughter-in-law have long dark hair that can pull two feet of red cloth, and they also give me a piece of flower headband."

It is true that someone harvested long hair. Aren’t the fake hair and fake braids sold in Beihailou Mall made from harvested hair?

But it’s a bit strange for Taoist priests to have their hair trimmed!

A waiter from a clothing store kindly reminded: "Old Taoist priest! The hair of the eldest daughter and daughter-in-law of Zhigu City is only sold to hairdressers. They also sell hair oils and hair creams! The highest bidder is sixty.

You are so old, your hair is so long that it reaches three feet from the bottom of your feet!"

The old Taoist priest said curiously: "It's autumn. Taoist priests have no business, so they just cut their hair in exchange for a mouthful of food. How can this business offend anyone?"

The clerk smiled and said: "No offense, but I won't sell it to you..."

After asking the Taoist priest, he found out that the hairdresser was also a strange person in Zhigu City. According to legend, the hair she had in the womb was very dark and dense, so she had not had her hair cut since she was a child. By the time she was twenty-eight years old, she had long hair.

As high as the waist, no one around would be envious of the big girls and young wives.

Every time I wash my hair, I have to pick flowers from all seasons and soak them in water, and then wash them down with ladles of rice, like a dark waterfall.

She was married to a well-respected family in the local area. After the marriage, her husband liked her long hair and did not cut it off. Later, when her husband went out to do business, it was said that he took a boat to the south, and there was no news about her.

The hairdresser swore that she would not cut her long hair until her husband came back, so she waited until now...

She lost her husband and her family was in ruins, but her long hair was famous in Zhigu City. Every time she went out, she looked like there was fragrant cloud gauze spread on the ground, so she started a hair cream and hair oil business.

Best at conditioning hair.

No matter whether your hair is dry and yellow or sparse, she will teach you how to wash it with herbs and apply her hair oil and hair cream, and it will be as dark and thick as a waterfall.

The older girls and younger daughters-in-law love to look beautiful, so they all like to buy hair oil from her.

But children from poor families also love beauty, but most of them don't have the money to buy her things. She told people: "I also want to be a good person. Before a girl gets married, she should dress up more and take care of her hair. No matter how well she marries, she will be better in the future."

We are short of money. Good hair is sold at a premium!"

"One foot is worth three feet of cloth!"

"When you buy something from me, it's like saving up for your dowry! You spent money to buy it from me! If you sell it to me after you get married, I promise to give you a good dowry. If you can't afford it, you can also buy it from me.

If you get this credit, you can use your hair to pay for it when I get married."

As a result, the good hair of girls all over the city is either waiting to be sold back at high prices, or has been given to hairdressers on credit, leaving no room for others to intervene.

And everyone in the city who makes fake braids and fake hair has to take their hair from her.

"The hairdresser is indeed a strange person. She is over sixty years old, and her face is shriveled! Her long hair is still black and thick, and even insects can't get through it." The waiter sighed.

The old Taoist priest stroked his long beard and said hesitantly: "If the hair is slightly bloody and black and dense, the blood must be sufficient. If the old man in sixties has black hair, his complexion must be good. How can you say that his cheeks are dry?"

The waiter was slightly startled: "I can't say that!"

"If something is abnormal, there must be a demon!" The old Taoist priest calculated with a copper plate and said: "If it is a little weak, it will be suppressed if it is not strong. Qi and blood penetrate the whole body, and it will weaken when it reaches the hair. Therefore, the old man has insufficient Qi and blood, and his head must be first

White. If the hair, beard and Xuanhua are pale and the complexion is not good, it must be that the object is the guest."

"The hairdresser has been cultivating her hair for sixty years, and her long hair is so magical that she may have become a spirit and absorbed the owner's blood to nourish herself."

"This is an evil thing, not auspicious!"

The old Taoist priest looked at the hexagram of the copper coin in his hand and shook his head: "If this continues, within five or six years, the demon hair will drain the owner's blood. I'm afraid it will grow even in the coffin and grow out of the ground."

, turned into evil spirits!”

After hearing this, the people around felt that it made sense and started talking about it.

Not long after, someone found the old Taoist priest: "Master Taoist, someone is here to invite you!"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "Business is here!"

Then he followed the crowd and came to a large courtyard in the alley.

I saw the deep shade of the trees in the courtyard of Shenzhen House, and several large locust trees covering the patio. The person who brought him here disappeared at some time. The old Taoist priest was standing in the yard when he suddenly heard a greeting: "Taoist Master, for no reason.

Why ruin someone’s reputation?”

The old Taoist priest looked back and saw a figure in red clothes suddenly appeared behind him with his back turned to him. His long black hair flowed to the ground like a waterfall and slid down the steps.

The figure was old, but the back looked like a beautiful woman in her twenties and eighties, just because the long, shiny hair covered her back.

The old Taoist priest took a breath, knowing why no one refuted his previous words!

This long hair is indeed almost like a demon...

"I like to tell the truth, Taoist. If things are abnormal, there must be monsters! If it weren't for you, mother-in-law, there are monsters in your body, why would I, a Taoist, tell a few gossips on the street and the world would believe it to be true?"

"According to the Taoist priest, your long hair has become a monster! Now it can't harm you alone, but your hair will never grow old, and your hair will never die! If a good believer dies because of it, this hair will never be the same.

Because when you die and wither...you will become an evil thing and cause trouble."

"If you burn this beard as soon as possible, even if you cut it off, I'm afraid it can also harm people!"

The old voice smiled bitterly and said: "Does the Taoist priest not know that I have an oath in advance? I can't cut this hair without seeing my late husband!"

The old Taoist priest was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "If I can figure it out, where are your husband's bones?"

"On the day when my late husband's body returns, I will cut off this long hair and burn it for burial! I wish I could leave you once and for all and keep my beautiful hair for you."

"It's just hair! How can I be an old friend?"

The old Taoist priest took out the turtle shell, put three copper coins into it, and asked, "I wonder if Madam has any of his old things on her?"

"There is only one bun, which is an old thing he gave me." The figure with his back to him and his long hair falling quietly seemed to turn around slightly: "Come here, I will get it for you!"

As he spoke, a dry hand pulled out a hosta from the waterfall of long hair.

The old Taoist priest stepped forward.

But the hair was so thick that even the thin hand seemed to be unable to lift it.

Just when the hand was about to pull out the hosta from the heavy long hair, it could only manage to separate the thick hair.

As soon as the hosta fell, the old Taoist priest subconsciously reached out to catch it.

At this time, the hair suddenly parted on both sides, and an old head with a wrinkled face emerged from it, holding the hosta in its mouth.

The long hair curled towards the old Taoist priest, as if to pull him into it...

At this time, the old Taoist priest's nails suddenly popped out, and the seven-inch-long nails on his ring finger were as black as ink, with a strong smell of blood.

In just an instant, the armor pierced the old man's forehead, and blood was drawn out from under the nail caps. The old head was in disbelief, and his eyes were full of horror.

The nails lifted upwards and scratched her scalp.

The old Taoist priest gently opened the old man's scalp from his skull, and while peeling it off, he smiled and said: "It is rare for you to cultivate Xuanhua so well! Green hair is like a love thread, and you put your love on it.

"No wonder your blood is dry but it doesn't die. Because love is the saddest thing and hurts you for a long time, so you don't have enough energy and blood!"

"But the thread of love binds you and him. Even though we are thousands of miles apart, we can still care about you."

"He must have died in a geomantic treasure place, so that your love can lead you thousands of miles, and you can nurture it with your heart and mind to become such a treasure."

"My thoughts are mysterious, and it's wonderful to pull the thread together. Such mysterious and subtle hair is something you can't have!"

"The people from the Xuanzhen Sect gave you this red bean bracelet to cure your lovesickness, but I, the old Taoist, took the lead and took Xuanzhen's subtle hair into my bag! In this way, their facial features were not perfect, so I, the old Taoist who channeled the gods, broke the situation.

Chance!"
To be continued...