El Charro Negro is a legend originated in Mexican folklore from the country of Mexico in remote places of Tlaxcala, Veracruz, Puebla and Hidalgo; To the outskirts of the metropolitan area of Mexico City and even in the interior of this one, in the neighborhood of Coyoacán. The charro appears at dusk in streets and lonely sidewalks, always looking for a pedestrian to whom to offer gold coins, which he takes out of a small bag that always carries the waist.
A tall, elegant-looking man in impeccable black suit made up of a jacket, a shirt, tight pants and a wide-brimmed hat wanders in the depths of the night in the lonely stretches that join the little things that unite the small towns of rural Mexico on the back of a huge, jet-black horse.
In another variation of history, the black charro is actually a demonic figure; A charro of red eyes with the face hidden by its hat; Riding on a horse with eyes like red hot coal and steam emitted by the mouth when breathing. He does not ignore the men, whom he offers friendly conversation, but his clear preference son to women, to seduce with his eloquent eyes and warm words. Nothing bad can be said of the Charro Negro if the traveler is limited to allowing his company to his place of residence; If he approaches the dawn, he will say goodbye courteously and leave with the slow pace, just as if the sender who walks leads to the vicinity of a church.
But if, on the contrary, the woman gives up her travel offerings and accepts a riding, that action is the beginning of the fin: Once upon the animal, the misfortune discovers that it is impossible to descend. When the black charro returns to his mount and goes away with the unknown course, ignoring the prayers or cries of his victim, one that is never seen again.
In some states of the Mexican Republic, people who are on full moon nights, along rural roads and remote towns, are presented with a skinny and cadaverous rider, who, riding on a lustrous black horse, of money .. But for fear, no one has wanted to accept! All the year 1966, Mr. Abundio Rosas returned to his house, located on the outskirts of the port of Veracruz. Although there was a moon, it is hidden among the treetops, so that there was a certain darkness, which made a great impression on the ghostly forms that