Even so, Zhang Shuaishuai was still stubborn and refused to believe in the prophecies and divination.

"Some supernatural phenomena are also called 'haunted'. We just don't have a macro understanding of what is happening in front of us. We are all over the place, but we just haven't found the right perspective."

Zhang Shuishu looked at Hu Che and stared at his backpack in his arms. "Boss Hu said this is a ghost building, which does not mean that the ghosts appear here are ghosts. A friend of mine once told me that there are no ghosts in this world. But some people will indeed have some existences similar to the legendary ghosts after death, but only a few, and they are all related to the Qushan Girls..."

"Stop..." Hu Shanshan quickly made a stop gesture, took out her ears, and said impatiently: "Your idealistic concept should be waiting for the opportunity to write a paper and publish it. Maybe you can win a prize."

Hu Che looked at them expressionlessly, stunned for a moment before saying:

"Although I haven't understood it yet, I think the purpose of Siyanzi's words must be full of justice. It is to eliminate everyone's current fear and negativity, and guide us to actively face and overcome the difficulties in front of us. The starting point is quite infectious. Alas, we have good intentions!"

...

Seeing that he couldn't continue talking, Zhang Shuai frowned and could only change his angle and said, "Okay! If we have to say it from a supernatural perspective, then things must have something to do with the Golden Bowl."

As soon as he heard this, Hu Che immediately hugged his backpack tightly and looked at Zhang Shuishu, with a little more hostility in his eyes.

"Four-eyed boy, I think it's better to change the perspective you used to look at the situation! It doesn't matter if your Da Shanshan doesn't like you, at least I support you, brother."

Hu Shanshan is a sensible person. I still remember that at that time, my second uncle repeatedly told me not to touch a blood bowl. Although there was no blood in this bowl, it was probably the one I mentioned in the second uncle.

In fact, it was precisely because Hu Che took this bowl that something went wrong here.

After thinking about this, she found that Zhang Shuaishuai still found some clues, so she took it seriously, looked at him, and urged him to speak quickly.

Zhang Shuishu cleared his throat and continued, "I'm not sure, I just saw a comb in the bowl and combined with the murals reminding me of a foreign history I saw by chance."

After he said that, he looked around and saw that no danger was coming and he was really tired, so he found a corner of the wall and squatted down.

He raised his eyebrows interestingly: "It's a story, do you want to listen to it?"

Hu Che was worried that Zhang Shuaishuai was conspiring with his golden bowl, so he looked at Hu Shanshan without any objection and frowned: "If it is a ghost story, don't tell me it, so it will save your Da Shanshan from being scared. Hey? Will you say something else? I want to hear pornographic jokes..."

Hu Shanshan looked coldly at Hu Che. Although he knew that he was deliberately distracting the topic, he also felt that the environment in front of him was not suitable for listening to thrilling stories.

Considering that Zhang Shuaishuai knew what key information, he calmed down:

"You just tell me if it's a ghost story, but don't scare me anymore. My little heart is so fragile that it can't stand the slightest destruction."

Seeing the goddess covering her chest with sadness, Zhang Shuaishuai was also distressed, so he rubbed his Adam's apple: "It is a historical story, and I saw the outer history of the Ming Dynasty in a county chronicle."

Seeing the two people standing on their chins in front of him, Zhang Shuishu stood up and continued, "Perhaps it means that during the Beiding period of the Ming Dynasty, there was a political marriage. The northern barbarians married a very beautiful princess. This princess is fair and gentle, and has a beautiful figure, and is beautiful in the country... But she fell ill after two days of marriage. The imperial physician took the pulse and found that the princess was pregnant."

When Hu Che heard this, he laughed and said, "This cuckold is wearing... but it should be fake. National marriage is of great importance. No matter how unrestrained the northern barbarians are, they will not marry a second-hand man to fool Emperor Zhu."

Hu Shanshan also thought it was fabricated, but this seemed not to be the focus of the story. She glanced at Hu Che and pressed her hands and continued to listen with her chin.

Zhang Shuishuo coughed lightly and continued, "When encountering such a thing, the emperor was furious, but considering the political achievements he had finally achieved, he weighed the pros and cons, so he endured it! Later, he found a maid to replace the princess and got married."

Hearing this, Hu Shanshan frowned and asked, "Replaced? Can this be replaced?"

"Of course," Hu Che rushed to say, and he laughed, "In ancient times, information was blocked. Women with national marriages were all victims. After marrying them for a lifetime, it was impossible to go back to their parents' home to visit relatives."

Hu Shanshan stared at Zhang Shuaishuai and urged: "What happened later? What should I do with the pregnant princess? Could it be that I would have killed it?"

Zhang Shuishu shook his head: "The women of the northern barbarians are all very virtuous. The princesses of the marriage refused to admit that they had done something to insult the tribe. They cut their throats with a wooden comb and committed suicide, and they were bloody and golden bowls..."

After the princess of the marriage, considering that she was a princess after all, and she was also experiencing the festive atmosphere in the imperial city, she found an ice jade coffin that was said to be from the Tianshan Mountains of the Western Regions, and temporarily put the princess in, preparing to wait for the right time to move the coffin to bury.

The sun changed, and after a few months, it was finally time to wait for the right time. The emperor ordered the secret burial of the princess.

But when the guard and eunuch came to the coffin parking room and saw the princess' body in the ice coffin through the ice jade wall, she found that her belly suddenly bulged and had a fetal movement...

——The princess died, but the fetus in her womb is still growing and becoming more and more plump.

...

The more Hu Shanshan heard it, the more she felt a chill on her back, and she couldn't help but shivered.

"Damn Xiaoshuai, didn't you say you wouldn't tell ghost stories? Bah~"

Zhang Shuaishuai shouted injustice: "A broken stele was salvaged from a ship in Wohe River. The inscription was rubbed and collected in the county library. I went to my classmate's house to play the winter vacation of the year before yesterday. I saw it by chance. If you say it is fake, I can't argue. Anyway, it was not made up by me. I just saw the golden bowl and combined it with the contents in the mural to remind me of this story."

Hu Che may have already forgotten the romantic encounter just now, and he still felt unsatisfied to push Zhang Shuishu: "Let's talk about what happened later? Did the dead princess give birth to the doll?"

Zhang Shuaishuai spread his hands with his eyebrows folded and said, "Not later, the broken monument only records so much content."

Hu Che blinked his eyes dumbfoundedly, and pursed his lips and complained: "It's not a head or a tail, it's a mess, what a mess!"

Hearing this, Hu Shanshan tilted her head and yelled, "Shuai Shuai, what does your story have to do with our current dilemma?... Lao Hu was right, your story is just nonsense. I thought you discovered something constructive. I listened to a nonsense story that was in vain..."
Chapter completed!