Hearing this sound, my tense nerves relaxed.

This is the sleeping place of princes, the concentration camp of big tombs, a geomantic treasure land where phoenix birds soar into the sky, and a desperate place of ghosts and ghosts where dead people roam. No one knows what is going on here. This is why I refuse to go into the mountains late at night. I am afraid.

Something unknown and penetrating emerged from the ravine.

But now, if nothing unexpected happens, I already know who he is.

The bushes surged and made a "crash" sound. I knew that he was behind me now and was getting closer to me. However, I did not look back. Instead, I raised my head and said leisurely: "Stomach pain is a common problem.

Ninth, you just caught the cold. I see that you are very cold now, and it is cloudy in this mountain. You will definitely not feel comfortable staying in a place like this. Why don't you come over and warm yourself up?"

The rustling sounds behind me disappeared all of a sudden. Not long after, a yellow-faced man came around me with a hunched body. He was obviously in his thirties or forties, but he had a sickly and unlucky look on his face, and his eyes were straight.

He looked at me seductively and said nothing.

Brother Yaozi was more alert. Perhaps he smelled an unusual smell. He opened his sleeping bag and stuck out his head. This startled the yellow-faced man. He turned around and looked at Brother Yaozi. For a moment, the two of them looked at each other.

His expression could not be called friendly.

Watching Brother Yao Zi playing with one hand in his sleeping bag, I waved my hand to him. Brother Yao Zi looked at me with some confusion, probably because he saw that I was relaxed, so he didn't jump out after all.

He nodded, got back into his sleeping bag and zipped it up, turning a deaf ear to what was going on outside.

I stretched out my hand to the yellow-faced man who was relieved and motioned to sit down first. The man hesitated for a moment, then squatted down opposite the fire, put his hands in his sleeves, put his knees on his stomach, stuck out his butt, and looked.

He really looked like he had a stomachache, his brows were frowned sometimes, and then relaxed again, and under the flickering firelight, his complexion looked uncertain.

I looked at him for a moment, then asked with a smile: "Brother, what's your last name?"

The yellow-faced man didn't answer.

I took out a cigarette from my pocket and lit it, shook out two more from the cigarette case, and handed them to the other party over the dancing flames.

The yellow-faced man rolled his eyelids and glanced at me coldly, but did not reach out to take it.

"I forgot, you can't accept offerings like this. Anyone who dares to accept it is not accepting it, it's robbing it. I'm afraid we can't sit here and talk calmly."

I shook my head, shook out three cigarettes from the cigarette case, lit them, and stood the three cigarettes on the ground as if they were burning incense.

The dull and numb eyes of the yellow-faced man finally flashed with a trace of desire. He sniffed and took a deep breath. The smoke from the three cigarettes stuck on the ground entered his nostrils and slowly filled his nostrils.

After spitting out the smoke, he looked like an old smoker. His whole body was trembling with comfort, and then he suppressed his voice and said slowly: "My surname is Wang."

I raised my eyebrows, not surprised by this, but asked tentatively: "Wang Si'er?"

The yellow-faced man nodded, holding his stomach and asked again: "I still have a stomachache, Housheng, can you cure it?"

“It can be cured and it’s well packaged!”

I nodded, and then changed the subject: "However, there is no free lunch in this world. I help you treat your illness, but tell me what you can do in return for me?"

"I thought that after becoming like this, I would have everything I wanted. No one likes to mess with someone who has nothing..."

Wang Si'er drooped his head, stared at his toes with dull eyes, and muttered to himself like a lunatic: "That coffin hasn't been buried yet, and it's still at the entrance of the village.

"

I knew it was like this. This guy targeted us as soon as we entered the village. He was very angry. If I hadn't told him to find a cemetery for him, there would have been some entanglement. Unfortunately, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. After that, Brother Yaozi said

As soon as I was reminded, how could I dare to go back and touch that coffin now? Getting into a lawsuit for no reason is not the way of people of my generation, so it was normal for Wang Si'er to come to him.

This is destined to be an unsolvable matter, and I can't respond to it. I just said: "Smoking my cigarette, let's have a few words. Everyone in the village has been killed. This matter

It wasn’t you who did it, was it?”

Wang Si'er frowned and said: "What does it have to do with me? They are all a bunch of old people whose necks are covered with loess. Why should I touch them?"

"It's just a casual question that I'm used to. I don't doubt you too much. Your words are enough. I believe it."

I stamped out the three burnt cigarettes on the ground and said slowly: "You are right. The village is indeed full of old, weak, sick and disabled people. They died inexplicably, and even if they become ghosts, they don't even know what happened to them."

What happened? It seems that you were the only one in the village who understood what happened. Please tell me what happened and who harmed those villagers?"

"You and that old guy have been whispering in the room for so long. Don't you know everything you need to know?"

Wang Si'er said irritably: "It's that damn snake spirit. It would be bad if it came out of the Yellow River. Since it can kill me, how can it let those people in the village go?"

"Did you see it with your own eyes?"

I didn't care about his attitude at all and continued to ask: "You shouldn't be too far away from your body now, right? In addition, you died in front and the villagers were in trouble later. Presumably, you should have been present on the day of the accident. What on earth did you do?"

What did you see? Did you see that snake?"

"Of course I saw it."

Wang Si'er said: "That day, a strong wind suddenly blew, flying sand and rocks. The sky suddenly became dark, and the black mist rolled in and enveloped the entire village. I was at the entrance of the village. I was lucky enough not to be covered in. Nothing could be seen from the outside.

I couldn't see it, and I didn't dare to get in. As soon as I got close to the black fog, I couldn't help trembling and getting hairy all over. I knew something must have happened. The black fog came and went as fast as a blink of an eye.

The time disappeared, and there was no one alive in the village at that time. Then the snake came out of the village. You can tell me, besides the snake, what else could be causing evil and harming people there?

…”

After listening, I fell into deep thought. After a while, I asked: "In other words, you only saw the snake coming out of the village afterwards and did not see the snake harm anyone with your own eyes?"

"It emerged from the village of the dead. If it didn't kill people, who else could it be?"

Wang Si'er roared, stood up, and shouted angrily: "Are you done yet?"

I spread my hands and laughed: "It's just a chat, don't be so excited, be normal, be normal, haha..."

Wang Si'er, however, couldn't laugh, his face was drooping, and he looked at me with dark eyes, as if a dog dislikes people, and asked sinisterly: "Are you going to bury that coffin or not?"

"

I nodded seriously: "Bury! People in my generation have always kept their word. You have also seen that we have nothing to do with Xia Cun, but we came all the way to help you resolve the disaster. Such a character

Isn’t it trustworthy?”

Wang Si'er heard this, thought for a moment, and his expression softened: "I have a stomachache, how can I cure it?"

I smiled and said: "When the coffin is buried, there will be peace behind you, and naturally there will be no pain..."

Wang Si'er was overjoyed and then said: "I heard that people like you are very respectable down there. You can do favors for Yin people and ask for help. Is that true?"

Seeing me nodding, he hurriedly said: "To be honest, I don't want to be reincarnated. When I was alive, I wanted to be an official all my life, but I never had a chance. After I die, if I can be an official in the yamen in the underworld, I will."

That’s right, since we met, why don’t you help me?”

This guy helped him one by one, but he was not idle. He kept pressing towards me with his feet. The two ghost claws inserted in his sleeves also stretched out. Under the firelight, his grimace was very long, and his face was full of smiles.

Laughter, indescribably eerie.

Seeing this, I sighed silently. I really can't promise anything like this easily, it's too difficult to deal with, but I reached into the side pocket of the backpack next to me.

Wang Si'er was startled when he saw this, took a few steps back quickly, and shouted asking me what I wanted to do.

"Of course I'm going to get you what you want!"

I said: "I happen to have such a request for help here, but it was not written by me, but by my master. He has already become a heavenly master by virtue of his merits. He is aloof and has to be kind.

He is much bigger than me, and the benefits he can bring to you below are also greater. If you don’t believe me, come and take a look. If the seal weight is not enough, what do you say?"

Wang Si'er was still a little hesitant. Seeing this, I immediately waved to him.

In the end, Wang Si'er couldn't hold back his overflowing heart, so he cautiously came closer. As he watched me take out the half-size piece of yellow paper from my backpack, his pace immediately quickened a little, and his grimace almost stuck to my face.

I quickly pulled out the items from the side pocket of my backpack, turned my hands over and shouted, "How about I give you a letter of application?"

Wang Si'er's face changed dramatically, he screamed, and he immediately wanted to retreat, but I couldn't let him run away like that, so I slapped the thunder talisman on his face with lightning speed.

There was a "click", and a dazzling silver electric light flashed across his face. Wang Si'er screamed and was electrocuted. He flew away, his lifeless back pressed against the bonfire, and he jumped again.

Standing up, he subconsciously reached out to lift off the thunder talisman on his face. Before he could touch it, there was another "click" of lightning. The two ghost claws were so electric that they cramped, like a humiliated woman, and turned around.

Sayazi fled into the dense forest, but there were silver lights all over her head, and it was really sparks and lightning all the way...

The few people hiding in the sleeping bags had been alarmed for a long time and had not emerged. At this time, they finally couldn't bear it any longer, and bursts of loud noises came from the sleeping bags.

Lao Bai unzipped his zipper and stuck his head out, jokingly saying: "Little Weizi, is this what you said is a character stronger than Mount Taishan Shi Gandang?"

I shrugged: "Who told him that he didn't have a good idea in the first place? He seemed to think that I didn't know. When he appeared from behind, he kept staring at the back of my neck, thinking about strangling me to vent his anger.

If I hadn’t pressed my hand on the Tianguan blade and stirred up the aura of a cultivator, it would have pounced on me a long time ago. This guy was a rogue when he was alive, and he was not a good ghost after death. Originally, I didn’t think about it when I first entered the village.

It didn't pay much attention to its provocation. In addition, I broke my promise first. As long as the demands were not excessive, most of them were satisfied. Who told it to have murderous thoughts? Such a ferocious creature cannot be left alone.

, otherwise I don’t know how many people will suffer!”

"This guy is just too greedy..."

Zhang Xinya shook her head: "If it hadn't been too greedy, how could it have ended up like this? The thunder talisman can't be hit. Normally, the Taoist holds the thunder in his hand to ward off evil spirits. It's good, because it gives you the opportunity to directly use the thunder talisman.

Being slapped on his face, the thunder talisman written by a Xuanwei-level Taoist with his own hand is not that easy to bear, I'm afraid he will lose his soul..."

"Not that much."

I said: "I'm very careful. Wang Si'er died suddenly and violently. In addition, the body has no suitable whereabouts. He has developed a violent temper these days. With some skills, this thunder talisman is enough to kill him."

After returning to the prototype, the soul cannot survive forever in the upper world, so it can only go down below to reincarnate early, but it cannot be reincarnated into any good ones. The soul was bombarded by the thunder talisman. A glance at it in the underworld will tell that it must have done nothing good in the upper world.

It's easy to let him act like a cow or a horse, but those things are not our business. Let's have a good rest. I vaguely feel that there is something fishy about this time. I'm afraid there is a huge secret hidden in it, let alone anything else.

, just a big snake seeking to transform into a dragon is enough for us. Even if we fail, we should not underestimate it. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse!!"

Lao Bai and the others are not stupid people. I can figure out what is wrong in this matter. How could they not figure it out? There is no need to say more. Everyone has already figured it out.

We spent the night without talking, and took turns posting several sentries to make sure everyone had enough time to rest. We set off again at three o'clock in the morning the next day.

At this time, the forest was no longer so dark. There was a huge sun above it, and everything had to be shrunk.

The forest was dim and dim, and the miasma at night had long since dissipated. I climbed up a big tree and took a look around. The green mountains were bright and clean, and everything was silent. It was indeed a geomantic treasure, but there were too many dead people buried there.

Being crowded together in a crowded place greatly increases the chance of getting into trouble.

Shitoujing is where the villagers of Xia Village have been drinking water for many years. It is not far from the village, only about half an hour's walk. For people from other places, this distance is enough to kill people, but for people who have eaten too much

For the people of Xia Village, the hardship is nothing. It is better than going to a new temple dozens of miles away to fetch water.

The people of Xia Village have been walking on this mountain road for collecting water for many years. They have already trodden a dirt road that winds directly into the shallow valley under Mingtiao Gang. Following these traces, it is not too difficult to find this well.

It was noon, and we finally saw this ancient well full of evil and strange things from a distance...
Chapter completed!