Lingjian Ghost Story: Fenglu Hanzhang

Chang An's heart is full of tenderness, there is probably no one in the world who can be so close to him.Even if people and ghosts have different paths, so what if everyone is afraid of Meng Cangwu and treat him as a fierce ghost. The gentle and harmless Cangwu in front of him saved himself.Chang An felt Meng Cangwu's cold hand caressing his cheek inadvertently, but his heart was burning like fire.

Meng Cangwu was afraid that the cold air on his body would affect Chang An's body, so he quickly let go of him after hugging him for a while, but Chang An suddenly left this throbbing embrace, feeling very reluctant to part with him.

"The grave has no owner, the incense has no tears. The candle has no bones, and the ghost has no heart. In a place where the darkness is hard to shine, listen to the ghost singing..." The words of the blind grandma suddenly penetrated into Chang An's mind, and Chang An's long-awaited mood came to him at this moment. At the peak, he didn't believe that Meng Cangwu would harm people, and he didn't believe in any curses!

Chang An gritted his teeth, made up his mind and opened his mouth: "Cang Wu, why are you stuck here, why did someone say... this is not a bridge, but a coffin?"

Meng Cangwu was taken aback, where did this kid hear this?He sighed and said, "Then I told you, don't be afraid of me." Chang An nodded firmly and said, "I won't be afraid of you! I...I..." I like you...

Seeing Chang An's fearless expression, Meng Cangwu felt a little relieved. He turned his gaze to the south of the Wei River, as if seeing his past from a void: "That's right, the bridge under your feet is indeed A coffin, my coffin..." Hearing this, Chang An couldn't help but exclaim: "Your coffin?! What's going on here?"

But Meng Cangwu smiled lightly, without sadness or joy in his smile: "I was the prime minister of the Yu Dynasty before my death. Due to a serious illness, the doctor diagnosed that I would die soon. In addition, I missed my grandmother at home, so I dragged my sick body Back to my hometown. What the doctor said was true, I returned to my hometown by the Weishui River, and within half a month, I died. My grandmother sent a black-haired person to a white-haired person and buried me in the south of the Weishui River.

I thought I would be reincarnated just like that, but unexpectedly there was an unknown sorcerer who told the village chief that if my tomb bricks were built into a bridge, the coffin was dismantled into railings, and my bones were crumbled into ashes and buried in the bridge, the villagers would die every day. If you walk on the bridge every day, you can get promoted and make a fortune..."

At that time, there was a son in the village head's family who had been poor for [-] years but hadn't even been admitted as a scholar. Wu's tomb was made into a bridge. Because of the auspicious meaning of getting promoted and getting rich, the bridge was named Guancai Bridge.

The son of the village head has been successful in his official career since then, and he got the first prize all the way, but on the day of the parade, the tall horse he was riding suddenly went crazy, threw him off, and even trampled him to death.Rumors spread from the villagers that the official was angry and cursed the villagers so that they could no longer approach the bridge.Later, without knowing it, the young man took it in and called Meng Cangwu a water ghost...

After hearing Meng Cangwu's story about the past, Chang An felt chills in his heart, just because his son was ineffective, the village head then destroyed Cangwu's tomb, and even ruthlessly crushed his bones into ashes!As a result, Meng Cangwu was trapped on this bridge forever and could not reincarnate!Why should he!Why did Cang Wu suffer so much for his own self-interest!Such a gentle person was slandered as an evil ghost by later generations!