According to my grandfather, there were "Zhenshanhou" who was ordered by the emperor to guard the mountains since the Ming Dynasty. Those who were enfeoffed Zhenshanhou have guarded such a mountain for generations. As for what they guard, only they themselves know. Logically speaking, the titles of the previous dynasty must be abolished when they arrived in the new dynasty. The emperor of the Qing Dynasty not only did not abolish those people, but also appointed several Manchus as Shanshanhou.

It is said that the tiger sitting in the four beams and eight pillars is a disciple of a certain Zhenshan Hou. He learned the ability of Zhenshan Hou, but he could not inherit the position of Zhenshan Hou and could only find another way out. He didn't know why he became a bandit, so he beat the third big beam sitting in the bandit's strand.

Is the Huang family the last time to keep the mountain?

If that's the case, how did they make clothes?

I pretended to be surprised and said, "Uncle, what kind of official is Zhenshan Hou?"

"What are the officials who are not officials? They just put gold on their faces!" The village chief smiled and said, "My father also said that my family had produced the top scholar before! There is nowhere to listen to this."

I didn't ask about Zhenshan Hou, but Xiaotang said, "Uncle, I heard that Mr. Huang has another disciple besides Bai Su. Where is his disciple?"

"You said Chen Yulong!" said the village chief: "That boy Chen Yulong has stopped working a few years ago. Old Man Huang taught the apprentice and was quite interesting. He taught Chen Yulong for several years and asked him to make the same clothes. We couldn't see them. Old Man Huang himself hadn't learned to make the same clothes for five or six years, right?"

When the village chief said this, he suddenly remembered something: "You are looking for Old Man Huang to make clothes, you probably know his rules, right?"

When I heard this, I felt enlightened: "I don't know! Bai Su didn't tell us."

The village chief said, "Bai Su is so stupid that he forgets such an important thing. Old Huangtou has a rule to make clothes, that is, he doesn't make big red, all white clothes. If you want to find him to make these two clothes, you have to find his apprentice to make them. Chen Yulong makes big red, and Bai Su makes plain clothes. The rest of the clothes are all done by Lao Huangtou himself."

The village chief has come to the point now.

Every time Chen Yulong kills people, he cuts his throat. The victim's body is covered with blood, dyeing half of his body red. Isn't it like a big red dress?

The plum blossom reflects the snow that Baishu has always been obsessed with is the completely white background, and only the plum blossom is decorated with human blood.

From this point of view, what profound meaning must be from the clothes Huang Hao asked them to make?

I kept calm as much as possible and said, "Why does Mr. Huang have such rules? In theory, big red and all-white clothes are quite popular! Didn't you push out the business when you catch a business?"

The village chief said mysteriously: "I tell you, if it's not known to ordinary people, I really don't know about this. I have a good relationship with Lao Huangtou, so I just drank together when I have nothing to do. Once, when he got too much, I asked him why he didn't make red and white clothes?"

"He told me with his tongue that those two clothes cannot be made. Most people don't like to wear big red and all white clothes. Only ghosts can wear these two clothes without any trouble. If those two clothes are well made, they may have to be worn on someone, they cannot be done or done."

My eyes suddenly shrank. What does Old Man Huang mean? Can the secret method he passed down be to make clothes for ghosts and gods?

When I narrowed my eyes slightly, Chen Shaoyuan laughed: "It's so nonsense. What's the matter with the old Huangtou making clothes for ghosts? You're talking nonsense!"

The village chief was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick: "What do you know? I told you that there were really people in our village who made clothes for ghosts before?"

Chen Shaoyuan said: "Did your village make shrines before?"

The village chief said, "I tell you, our village had to send clothes to the mountains every year, and if they didn't send clothes, something happened. Walk north from our village and climbed up two mountains. There was a hang-up forest on the top of the mountain. We sent the clothes there and hung them on the trees. If we didn't go to the village one year, something happened. You said, what wasn't that for delivering clothes to ghosts?"

I quickly followed up: "What are the big red and all white clothes you gave me?"

"That's not! You have all kinds of clothes, as long as they are new clothes." The village chief shook his head and said, "My grandfather said that when he was a child, he went to the Hanyi Forest with my great-grandson. After liberation, he would not let this be pulled. No one has ever sent anything to the Hanyi Forest."

I said quietly, "You don't send clothes, is there something wrong in the village?"

"It seems that something happened once, and I don't know why it's alright." The village chief grabbed his head and said, "That's all in the old saying. No one can tell what's going on."

Zhang Yanxin lit a cigarette for the village chief: "Uncle, please think about it again?"

The village chief smoked and said, "I think about it! What happened that time, it seemed that something happened to the old Huang family. Old Huang head, his grandparents were gone. I seemed to have heard that at that time, his grandparents were all wearing red and white, and they never came back. Many people kept searching the mountain, but they didn't find any results. It seemed that's the case."
Chapter completed!