Otherworldly Merchant

Marriage is actually a very cumbersome thing to have two spirits meet beforehand.

Then put a bowl of water on each side and a chopstick on the water neutral. If the two Yin spirits look at it correctly, the chopsticks will stand steady and steady. If one side fails to look at it, the chopsticks will fall, then this marriage will not be completed.

Even if we barely put them together, ghosts can torment their homes and make them feel uneasy!

But now the underage marriage is very simple, the traffickers quote, the old horse pays the money, the traffickers give the old horse a figure bound to the spirits. Looking back, the old horse buried the doll next to his son's coffin, and the two spirits were married to each other.

The old horse grabbed the doll and asked uncomfortably: "Are you sure the girl is in there? Don't lie to me. ”

The trafficker said impatiently: "If you don't believe me, give it back! To tell you the truth, I sold it to you cheaply because I saw your pity. I don't know how many people out there want it. ”

The old horse is afraid to say that, thinking about burying the doll next to his son's coffin in the early morning.

The trafficker took the money and left after making sure it was okay.

Cold Rushuang and I also succeeded in stealing more than a dozen scissors. We saw that the traffickers were prepared to leave the village, and along the way, many villagers asked for prices. Apparently, we wanted to buy more girls as tools to have children.

I whispered, "These traffickers are horrible. If we let them go, it could be how many flower girls have been tortured. ”

“What are you going to do?” Ask me cold as a frost.

I thought about it and I said, "We can't let them go. We'll catch them first! ”

"There are three of them, and they're all men, more than any of us, and they're less intelligent. ”

How?

Seeing my confused expression, frosty and confident, he said: "Look at me! ”

She made me follow her far enough to make sure she was safe and never had to show up, and she deliberately walked in front of the traffickers.

As soon as the trafficker's car saw the cold as frost was so pretty, he immediately followed it far behind, ready to abduct her too.

As a result, the frost continued to lead them to the temple. Me and the sunglasses man suddenly made a move and instantly tied three people to a sturdy sock. Everyone's mouth was stuffed with a stinking sock.

The young girl, who was already scaled, saw three traffickers and suddenly kicked and bit them like crazy: “You scumbags! You fucked me up! ”

Turns out she was also abducted by these traffickers.

Cold as frost lets the sunglasses man guard the traffickers, and then he and I go to the graveyard behind us, and we reference the ancient twelve-star array and set the scissors in the twelve-star position. And when it was all over, I said to Cold Frost, "We don't have to rush off. Let's see how this works first. ”

Cold and unexpected, he said, "Just in time to get rid of the trafficked girls in the back stream village! ”

The two of us returned to the temple, the dysentery monk had cleaned the main temple of the temple and rekindled the incense. The little carpenter was helping him wipe the Bodhisattva offered in the temple, each time so pious and serious.

The dysentery monks had also run off with other monks, but they could not contain their inner guilt before returning. But he can't sustain the temple on his own. How do I plan to help him?

That evening, I stayed in the temple to watch. Cold as frost took the sunglasses man to Rear Creek Village and rescued the woman who sold it to the old Fujia while it was dark. She shouldn't be too old, she thankfully kowtowed to us after being rescued, and the three traffickers looked dirty and she beat her hard again.

We had dinner, and the cold started torturing the confession.

She pulled out the ready burnt iron stick and said to the three traffickers: "Tell me the truth, how many innocent girls have been harmed all these years? ”

The human trafficker said bitterly: "That's it, it's all here! ”

Cold as a frost, he stabbed him with an iron stick. The person who hurt looked like a pig and shouted. Cold as a frost, he said: "See? That's what happens when you lie!” Then she asks the trafficker next door: "You tell me! ”

The trafficker looked pale: “A hundred... more than a hundred...”

“So many?” Cold as a frost was shocked by that number.

By the time of the third trafficker, the other party had completely collapsed, asking what to say, and the attitude was very cooperative. According to him, they are an organization that specializes in trafficking in women, often trafficking young girls in railway stations, schools, bars, etc., and then selling them to the enclosed village of Rear Creek Village.

Cold as a frost, their three ratings are: scum!

I think she's a little too polite. She's an animal!

These three men were thrown into the corner of the temple, stared at by the sunglasses man, slept through the night, and the sunglasses man had many ways to torture them, for example... ask someone to practice boxing with him?

Early the next morning, three traffickers had been repaired with blue-face swelling and could not even recognize their mothers.

Me and Cold Frost found that Zhang Lihua had definitely stopped after putting the scissors on, and didn't dare to come out and seduce the little carpenter.

It seems that our plan has worked. Next is the wooden comb, which was probably used by Zhang Li Watson before to comb her hair, because her hair was nourished with the blood of the girl, so the comb was also filled with resentment of the girl, which became a shady object over time. After Zhang Lihua's death, it became a funeral and kept Zhang Lihua's hair guarded. So Zhang Lihua's bones have all been turned to ashes, only that hair silk has been properly preserved.

The resentment in this comb is too heavy and needs to be resolved. The best way to do this is to stay in the temple, every day in the morning clock, under incense and smoke. With the dysentery of the monk's scriptures, it will only take about 9981 days to wash away the resentment and become a magic treasure.

Maybe this comb will cure the diarrhea on your head and monk's head.

It's settled, and I'm relieved of the cold. I was just checking to see if the newspaper on my arm had eased a bit. I heard a heartbreaking shout coming from outside the temple gate: "Master, come help me! Ghosts!”

The voice dropped and the old horse crashed into the temple.

How can the people of Xicun be so tortured after a wave that hasn't even flattened?