Chapter 43 Hair-Eating Ghost
"Hair-eating ghost?"
Zhang's mother and daughter were both confused. This was the first time they heard of this.
"That's a ghost that specializes in eating women's hair. Every night when everyone is asleep, it will come to a woman's bedside and start eating her hair."
As soon as Qing Yanrou said it was a ghost, Zhang Tingting hid in her mother's arms in fear, her arms trembling slightly as she hugged her mother's waist tightly.
Mother Zhang, her face pale, tried to comfort her daughter while asking in a trembling voice, "Master, this ghost is eating my daughter's hair. Will it have any effect on her health?"
"That won't happen. In fact, because of the hair-eating ghost's patronage, your daughter's hair will grow back in better quality and thicker."
Obviously, her words did not comfort the two of them, and the Zhang mother and daughter were still extremely scared.
Ordinary people will be afraid when they hear ghosts. Even if the ghosts don’t hurt them, they will still be afraid.
What's more, this hair-eating ghost has ruined the girls' heads, causing serious harm to their physical and mental health. They can't help but be afraid.
"Master, please capture that ghost. I'll double your reward!"
Mother Zhang hugged her daughter tightly, her face pale. She spoke to Qing Yanrou in an unstable tone.
"Don't worry, I can help you solve it now."
After hearing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her expectantly.
Qing Yanrou looked up at the room that Zhang Tingting had just come out of, and then walked towards that room, with Zhang's mother and daughter following behind her.
This is a bedroom full of girlishness. Although it is mainly pink, it does not look tacky. Next to the dressing table are two computers and a gaming chair. The fusion of girlishness and e-sports is very suitable.
But there are always people who like to ruin the atmosphere.
For example, there is a head of shiny black hair hanging on the gaming chair at this moment, and the owner of the hair is using the hair as a swing, swinging happily.
The owner of this beautiful hair is a hair-eating ghost with a green face and white eyes.
The hair-eating ghost noticed someone was looking at him, so he stopped wandering and looked at the three people standing at the door with a puzzled look.
Seeing that one of the girls was looking at him expressionlessly, he didn't think there was anything wrong.
Because his attention at this moment was completely focused on the girl's hair.
Today, Qing Yanrou didn't wear her hair in a bun, which was a rare occurrence. Instead, she let her hair down.
The hair that just reaches the shoulders falls softly and smoothly, and each strand of hair that has never been permed or dyed is clearly visible.
The hair-eating ghost put the hair down from the gaming chair, and the whole ghost floated towards Qing Yanrou impatiently, even wanting to eat the hair right away.
Just as his dirty hands were about to touch her hair, he let out a miserable cry.
"Master, I, I seemed to hear some sound just now..."
Mother Zhang only saw Qing Yanrou's hand seemed to have grabbed something in mid-air, and vaguely heard a terrible scream.
This situation frightened her so much that her voice began to stutter.
Zhang Tingting hugged her mother's arm even more nervously, and was even trembling a little at this moment.
"Well, I caught him. Do you want to see it?"
She felt that she should respect her employer's opinion, so she did not let the Hair-Eating Ghost reveal itself at the beginning, but instead caught it in her hand and prevented it from escaping.
"No, no, no."
Upon hearing this, the Zhang family mother and daughter shook their heads desperately, their whole body showing rejection. They didn't want to see a ghost.
Qing Yanrou nodded to indicate that she understood, and then asked the hair-eating ghost in her hand:
"Why do you stay here? Don't hair-eating ghosts leave after eating a woman's hair?"
The hair-eating ghost knew at this time that he had encountered a Taoist priest, but he was not very worried about being killed.
Although they are ghosts, they never kill people.
Moreover, the hair of people who were visited by them became thicker and smoother, so they were quite popular in ancient times, and no Taoist priests would be cruel to them.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Qing Yanrou continued:
"Although you didn't kill anyone, you are in my hands now. I can kill you if I want to, and torture you if I want to. You know, Taoist priests have things that scare ghosts."
When the Hair-Eating Ghost heard this, his pale face froze for a moment, then he said, "You can't..."
"Who stipulated that we can't kill hair-eating ghosts?"
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Qing Yanrou.
The Hair-Eating Ghost now knew he had hit a wall. He then said tactfully:
"Master, please calm down. Master, please calm down. I am blind and don't recognize Mount Tai..."
"Don't talk nonsense, just tell the truth."
"Well, it's like this. You know we hair-eating ghosts make a living by eating hair. It was okay before. There were plenty of people with good hair, so we all ate a little bit from the same head."
"We'll feed the other head a little more, so their hair grows longer and smoother. We don't have to worry about having no hair to feed."
There was a hint of pride in his eyes when he said this.
"Oh, you're quite smart. You know the wool comes from the sheep, and you don't pluck the wool from the same person. Then why did you grab this one sheep and pluck it so hard this time?"
Hearing this, the hair-eating ghost couldn't help but feel sad and said angrily:
"Master, don't you know that these girls nowadays love to perm and dye their hair. Their hair has become rough and that doesn't taste good at all!"
"So you're just going to pull out all the stops with this sheep? Can't you see the girl is all bald?"
Hearing this, the hair-eating ghost felt a little embarrassed and leaned over to apologize to Zhang Tingting.
"Leave, don't do this again, and don't come here again! If I see you again, I'll take you in!"
"I won't dare to do that anymore. Thank you, Taoist Priest. Thank you, Taoist Priest."
Seeing that she really let him go, the hair-eating ghost quickly left Zhang's house towards the shade.
"Don't worry. He's gone, he won't..."
"Master, how about I return this hair to this girl first?"
Before she finished her words, the hair-eating ghost came back and spoke to Qing Yanrou, stroking her long hair reluctantly.
Although he was reluctant to give up his own hair, he felt guilty when he thought about having pulled out everyone else's hair and wanted to make amends.
Qing Yanrou didn't expect that the hair-eating ghost who valued hair so much would actually be willing to give up his own hair. Then she said to Zhang Tingting:
"The hair-eating ghost wants to return your hair to you. Do you want it?"
"Give it back to me? How? You're not going to take it out of his stomach? I don't want it! I don't want it!!"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Tingting misunderstood. When she was about to explain, she saw the Hair-Eating Ghost leaving in the same direction without even looking back. His happy voice came from the air.
"Since this little girl doesn't want her hair like this, then I won't be polite. Don't worry, her hair will grow back soon after I leave!"
Before the sound faded, the hair-eating ghost disappeared.
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