My name is Jiang Cheng, and I am a foreigner.

A year ago, I was picked up by Grandma Bai, so I followed her to open a Yin-Yang Affairs Office in the town. Life has always been very peaceful.

Until that day, the town was crowded with people... a car from a provincial capital seemed particularly annoying.

The people who watched the fun said that the car was loaded with pumpkins.

Now there are more people watching. After all, people in this world have heard of Donggua, Watermelon, and Pumpkin, but they have never heard of Beigua.

Many villagers stopped luxury cars from the provincial capital and wanted to see what the pumpkin looked like.

The provincial capital boss seemed generous and could not stand the villagers' attention, so he got out of the car and pulled open the trunk... A strange stench suddenly spread and rushed straight into his brain.

The smell came from the white flower in the plum blossom. The flower was exactly the same as the white flower at the funeral. The paper maker beside him was frightened. He murmured: "The flowers that have been pierced for decades, but I never thought that there was such a color."

Immediately, the boss of the provincial capital pulled a long vine, and two very strange melons formed on the vine. After seeing the melon, no one in the town had seen such a variety. The two melons were dark yellow, and looked like the sallow skin of a dead man. There were brown marks, which looked like corpse spots.

Only Grandma Bai whispered: "Yin Melon!"

As he said that, he advised the bosses in the provincial capital and the villagers in the town to ask them to return the things back, otherwise the people they had seen in these ten miles of town would be a disaster.

But the people in the town were just watching the fun. Who cares about these nostalgic business? Just think that Grandma Bai was an alarmist... I also saw the things, and the villagers in the town hurriedly gave in and asked the provincial capital boss to drive out of the town.

At that time, no one was willing to believe in Grandma Bai. Perhaps that sentence was fulfilled, and the good words did not persuade the damn.

In the end, Grandma Bai could only look at the car helplessly, and the disappearing taillights. She shook her head and sighed: "It's over, all the people from all over the countryside are over!"

"Grandma White," I actually doubted: "Are you exaggerating?"

Later, when I returned to the inquiry hall, I heard Grandma Bai talk about the legend of pumpkin... You can understand that as long as you swear, you must keep your promise. Otherwise, even if you forget, someone will find you.

According to legend, Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin was a hero in troubled times. Because when he seized power, several sworn brothers who revolted with him once made a vow to "not ask for birth on the same day of the same year, but ask for death on the same month of the same year." This vow could be made much more.

However, when Li Shimin got the world and seized power, those sworn brothers who died in battle, and those who were persecuted by villains after Li Shimin became emperor, those who were persecuted by villains, who had all vowed to die, Li Shimin forgot his former oath.

Those dead brothers certainly felt that Li Shimin should share life and death with them. Therefore, they complained to the King of Hell and could not let him live alone in the world.

After hearing this, the King of Hell sent a cow head and horse face to capture Li Shimin. However, Li Shimin also knew that officials would receive gifts, so he came to Wei Zheng to talk to the King of Hell about how to avoid him from death. Soon, the King of Hell gave an answer. He heard that the pumpkin was delicious and hoped to pay tribute to the underworld to taste. Li Shimin immediately ordered to collect all the pumpkins from the people and send Liu Quan to the King of Hell. The King of Hell also saved Li Shimin from death. From then on, there was no pumpkin in the world, and the pumpkins were renamed Yin Gua.

"Since ancient times, yin and yang are divided into two realms, and humans and ghosts are different... Things from the underworld come to the world of the world. How can people who have seen and touched them be peaceful?" Grandma Bai sighed: "Let's wait and see, these ten miles and eight villages will not be peaceful from now on!"

"That's not better," I, like the people in the town, didn't take it seriously, and said, "In this way, you'll have business!"

Grandma Bai glared at me, then went back to the living room, and she didn't even get up to eat lunch when she woke up.

Until dusk, the boss Jin from the tattoo shop in the town rushed to the door. This boss Jin was in his forties, a standard bald and greasy man, the kind that is famous in the town, who begged for others when he asks for others, but when he asks for anything, she can make people angry even when she speaks.

As soon as he entered the door tonight, he asked in a hurry: "Brother Jiang...Brother Jiang, is Mrs. Bai here?"

"What?" I looked at him impatiently: "I'm so nervous, are you a ghost?"

"Oh, you really told me," Boss Jin's face darkened: "Hurry up and ask Grandma Bai to come with me to see, this matter is so evil."

I said, "What evil can happen to you in a tattoo shop!"

Boss Jin immediately lowered his voice: "Do you know this open-eyed Guan Gong?"

"Of course I know," although I have never done tattoos, I have followed the white mother to eat Yin-Yang rice. I also know that the folk often says: "The dragon tattoo is not only the shoulder, the tiger tattoo does not go down the mountain, Guanyin closes her eyes and does not save the world, and Guan Yu will kill people when she opens her eyes. If the tattoo is not tattooed by the old Zhong Kui, she will avoid ghosts and recruit thieves instead..."
Chapter completed!