As soon as these words came out, whether it was Zhao Jinde and Xiaoma who were standing beside Yang Qingshu, or the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man who was standing opposite him with a crossbow threat, they were all stunned.

Who's singing?

Where is this Nima's singing?

Are you a dead fat man because you are afraid of death, and you have some hallucinations?

Just when the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man was about to grin and laugh, a sad song suddenly came into everyone's ears.

"When the lang is in the heart, and the concubine is broken,

The grievances are known for a month,

It's not easy to meet and separate,

The forsaken woman is now too late to regret,

Do you remember the phoenix joy of the day,

and remember whether to continue to be kind and not to be a branch,

Do you have no place to stay in the old love,

If there is a mother, fatherless, and an orphan,

Wife!

Do you know if I have been sick for a long time and have become tuberculosis?

Soon I will die of grief for you......"

This song was in the ears, and instantly made everyone present shudder involuntarily.

"Commander Yang, is this your younger brother doing ghosts?"

"I remember when you started broadcasting, he sang this damn thing......"

The thin bamboo pole felt a cool breeze on his back, and hurriedly yelled and asked.

Several others also looked at Yang Qingshu, including Zhao Jinde and Xiaoma.

The two of them did remember that when they were on the top of the mountain, Yang Qingshu's younger brother had tasted the song.

Although some of the words are different, it is indeed the taste that makes people shudder.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were all focused on him, Yang Qingshu laughed loudly: "Do you know who the owner of this tomb is?" ”

"Don't digress!"

"Hurry up and get that little brother out!"

"Otherwise, Lao Tzu will stab you in a few blood holes!"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man threatened sharply.

Yang Qingshu didn't care at all, and said to himself: "The surname of the owner of this tomb is Bu Wantian, and it is not that he is either rich or expensive. ”

"He's just a country teacher, a poor teacher."

"As for why he's buried here?"

"It's a bit of a long story......"

Speaking of this, Yang Qingshu paused slightly.

He turned his head to look at the tomb not far away, and continued with a smile: "Bu Wantian got married very early, and his wife is a famous Cantonese opera singer, surnamed Chu Mingmei. ”

"Later, due to the war, the husband and wife traveled thousands of miles to join their relatives in this Li family village."

"The village chief of Lijia Village is Bu Wantian's uncle, so their husband and wife are easily accepted by the villagers."

"Although this Lijia Village is located in a remote area and lives in poverty, it is far away from the war, and it can be regarded as a paradise."

"But not long after the good days, Bu Wantian met a rich daughter when he went out."

"Although Bu Wantian doesn't have any great skills, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks dignified."

"The rich daughter fell in love with him at first sight and quickly hooked up with him."

"But how can people be rich and rich, how can they be willing to be small for others?"

So, Bu Wantian was ruthless and decided to divorce his wife, who had been with him for many years......

Looking at the bewildered looks of the people around her, Yang Qingshu continued: "Chu Renmei naturally didn't want to be divorced by her husband, so she found Bu Wantian's uncle, that is, the village chief of Lijia Village. ”

"This village chief Li is a loyal elder, and when he learned that his nephew was going to divorce his wife, he immediately reprimanded him angrily."

Bu Wantian was scolded so much that he was angry in his heart, but because of his uncle's majesty, he had to temporarily put down the idea of divorce his wife.

"Chu Renmei thought that her husband had changed his mind, so she was doubly good to him."

"But a rich and prosperous life beckons in front of you, how can Bu Wantian give up?"

After thinking about it, he suddenly thought of a good way......

"Bu Wantian's method is very simple, but it is also very effective."

"He first paid someone to act as his creditor."

Subsequently, he told Chu Renmei that he owed a huge amount of money and could not repay it, and asked his wife to use her body to pay off the debt.

Out of love for her husband, Chu Renmei agreed to this request.

"But when the creditor came to Chu Renmei's house, he was caught and raped by Bu Wantian and a group of villagers."

"The creditor's tone changed, and he directly admitted the fact of adultery with Chu Renmei, which made Chu Renmei speechless."

"The villagers were all kept in the dark, and in anger, they actually beat Chu Renmei to death!"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man and the others were confused when they heard it.

Lao Tzu didn't ask you, why are you talking so much?

Why is there so much nonsense before you die?

"Made! Hurry up and get that little brother out! ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man gave the two door gods a color.

The two of them immediately stepped forward and put the knife on Yang Qingshu's neck.

They don't know Yang Qingshu.

In the phone call just now, they thought that this was the information that Yang Qingshu had found somewhere, and they deliberately delayed time here.

But Zhao Jinde is different from Pony!

When everyone walked to this tomb together, it was Zhao Jinde who took the initiative to explain.

At that time, Yang Qingshu did not show the slightest interest.

But right now, how could this Yang Qingshu suddenly know so many things?

Don't say you found it on the Internet.

There is not much information about this Lijia Village on the Internet, and there is not a single photo of this tomb.

Without photos and research, who can know the story behind this tomb?

Thinking of this, the two of them couldn't help but glance at each other, and their cold hair stood up in an instant.

This "Yang Qingshu" definitely has a ghost!

On the other side, although the knife was put on his neck, Yang Qingshu was still smiling.

He said to himself, "The story is not over yet......

"After Chu Renmei died, his body was thrown into the barren mountain, and Bu Wantian happily married the rich daughter."

"Everyone thought that this was the end of the matter, but no one thought about it......"

"Seven days later, on the night of returning to the soul, Chu Renmei returned to Lijia Village again!"

"On this night, a total of 66 lives, including Bu Wantian, were lost."

"The village chief was shocked, and hurriedly invited a respected feng shui magician."

"After looking at the corpse, this feng shui warlock concluded that it was a powerful ghost asking for his life!"

"As a last resort, the village chief had no choice but to tell what happened to Chu Renmei."

"Feng Shui magicians didn't want to care about this matter, but after all, there are many innocent people in the village."

"Therefore, he came up with a method, that is, to bury Chu Renmei and Bu Wantian together in the official tomb of the Li ancestor."

"One is to dispel the resentment of the ghosts, and the other is to ask the ancestral spirit to suppress it."

"And the Li family needs to live in the village all the time to assist the ancestral spirit to suppress the wronged soul of Chu Renmei......"

After telling this story, Yang Qingshu licked his somewhat dry lips.

He sighed softly and said, "That beautiful aunt's favorite Cantonese opera during her lifetime is this "Selling Meat to Raise Orphans". ”

"Listen, she's singing again......"

(End of chapter)