Chapter 384 Strong Character

Hearing this voice, my tense nerves relaxed.

This is the sleeping place of kings and princes, the concentration camp of the great tombs, the Feng Shui treasure land where phoenixes soar into the sky, and the ghostly place where the dead run rampant. No one knows what is here. This is why I refuse to go into the mountains late at night, for fear that some unknown creepy things will come out of the ravine.

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

The bushes were surging, making a "rustling" sound. I knew that he was behind me and was getting closer to me. However, I did not look back. Instead, I raised my head and said leisurely: "Stomachache is most likely caused by catching a cold. I see that you are very cold now. It is gloomy in this mountain. You will definitely not feel comfortable staying in such a place. Why don't you come over and warm yourself by the fire?"

The rustling sound behind me disappeared all of a sudden. Not long after, a yellow-faced man hunched over from my side. He was obviously in his thirties or forties, but he looked sick and unlucky. He stared at me without saying a word.

Brother Yaozi was more alert. Perhaps he smelled something unusual. He opened his sleeping bag and poked his head out. This scared the yellow-faced man. He turned his head and looked at Brother Yaozi for a moment. The expressions of both of them were not friendly.

Seeing Brother Yaozi fiddling with one hand in the sleeping bag, I waved at him. Brother Yaozi looked at me with some doubts. Perhaps because he saw that I was relaxed, he didn't jump out after all. He nodded slightly, got back into the sleeping bag and zipped it up, turning a deaf ear to what was happening outside.

I stretched out my hand to the relieved yellow-faced man, indicating that he should sit down first. He hesitated for a moment, squatted down opposite the fire, put his hands in his sleeves, put his knees on his stomach, and stuck his butt out. It seemed that he really had a stomachache. His eyebrows were sometimes frowned and sometimes relaxed. Under the jumping firelight, his face looked uncertain.

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

The yellow-faced man didn't answer.

I took out a cigarette from my pocket and lit it, and shook out two cigarettes from the cigarette box and handed them to him over the jumping flames.

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

"I forgot that offerings cannot be taken like this. Those who dare to take it like this are not taking it, but snatching it. I'm afraid we can't sit here and talk calmly."

I shook my head, shook out three cigarettes from the cigarette box, lit them, and stood the three cigarettes on the ground like burning incense.

A trace of desire finally flashed in the dark and numb eyes of the yellow-faced man. He sniffed and took a deep breath. The smoke from the three cigarettes stuck on the ground went into his nostrils. He slowly exhaled the smoke, and he was like an old smoker. He shivered with comfort, and then he suppressed his voice and said slowly: "Last name is Wang."

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

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

"Yes, and it's well covered!"

I nodded, and then changed the subject: "But there is no free lunch in this world. I will help you cure your illness, so tell me what you will give me in return?"

"I thought that after becoming like this, I can have everything I want. No one likes to mess with a person who has nothing..."

Wang Si'er hung his head, staring at his toes with a dull look in his eyes, muttering to himself like a psychopath: "The coffin has not been buried yet, and it is still at the entrance of the village."

I knew it was like this. This guy has been targeting us since we entered the village, and he has been making trouble. If I hadn't told him to find a grave for him, I'm afraid he would have been entangled. Unfortunately, plans can't keep up with changes. After Brother Yaozi's reminder, how can I dare to go back and touch the coffin now? It's not the style of people of my generation to get into a lawsuit for no reason, so it's normal for Wang Si'er to come to me.

This is destined to be an unsolvable matter. I can't respond to it. I just said: "After smoking my cigarette, let's chat for a while. Everyone in the village was killed. It wasn't you who did it, right?"

Wang Sier frowned and said: "What does it have to do with me? They are all old people with yellow soil buried to their necks. Why would I touch them?"

"I just asked casually because of habit. I didn't doubt you too much. Your words are enough. I believe it."

I stepped on the three cigarettes that had burned out on the ground and said slowly: "You are right. There are indeed old, weak and disabled people in the village. They died in unclear reasons. They didn't know what happened to themselves when they became ghosts. It seems that you are the only one who understood the whole village at that time. Tell me, what happened and who killed those villagers?"

"You and that old man have been whispering in the house for so long. Don't you know everything you should know!"

Wang Sier said irritably: "It's that damn snake spirit. Nothing good ever comes out of that thing from the Yellow River. Since it can kill me, how could 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 own body now? In addition, you died first, and the villagers got into trouble later. I guess you should have been there on the day of the accident. What did you see? Did you see the snake?"

"Of course I saw it."

Wang Sier said: "That day, a strong wind suddenly blew, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the sky suddenly became dark. The black fog rolled up and enveloped the entire village. I was at the entrance of the village, and luckily I was not covered in it. I couldn't see anything from the outside, and I didn't dare to go in. As soon as I got close to the black fog, I couldn't help shivering, and my whole body was covered with hair. I knew something must have happened. The black fog came and went quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. At that time, there were no living people in the village. Then the snake came out of the village. Tell me, besides the snake, what else could it be that was using magic to harm people..." After listening to it, I fell into deep thought. After a moment, I asked: "In other words, you only saw the snake coming out of the village afterwards, and you didn't see the snake harming people with your own eyes?" "It came out of the village of the dead. If it didn't kill people, who else could it be?" Wang Sier roared, stood up suddenly, and shouted angrily: "Are you done yet?"

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

Wang Sier couldn't laugh, his yellow face drooped, and he looked at me gloomily, with a dog-like look, and asked grimly: "Are you going to bury the coffin or not!"

I nodded very seriously: "Bury! People of my generation always keep their word. You can see that we have nothing to do with Xia Village, but we came all the way to help you resolve the disaster. Isn't such a character trustworthy?"

Wang Sier thought for a moment after hearing this, and his expression eased: "How can I cure my stomachache? "

I smiled and said, "When the coffin is buried, the afterlife will be peaceful, and the pain will naturally go away…"

Wang Sier was overjoyed, and then said, "I heard that people like you have a lot of face in the underworld, and can do favors for the underworld and ask for a permit, is that true?"

Seeing me nod, 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 any chance. It would be nice if I could be an official in the government office in the underworld after I die. Since we have met, why don't you help me? "

This guy kept saying "help him", but he was not idle. His feet kept pressing towards me, and the two ghost claws inserted in the sleeves also stretched out. Under the firelight, the ghost face was stretched out, with a smile on the surface but not on the body, which was indescribably gloomy.

Seeing this, I sighed silently in my heart. This kind of thing really can't be easily promised. It's too difficult to deal with. But my hand reached into the side pocket of the backpack next to me.

Wang Sier was frightened by this, and quickly stepped back a few steps, shouting and asking me what I wanted to do.

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

I said, "I just happen to have such a thing here, but it's not written by me, but by my master. His old man has been a heavenly master for a long time. He is high above, so of course he has more favors than me, and he can get you more benefits from below. If you don't believe it, come and have a look. If the seal is not enough, what you say is what you want? "

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

In the end, Wang Si'er still couldn't resist his blooming heart, and approached carefully. Seeing me take out a half corner of yellow paper from my backpack, his steps immediately quickened a bit, and his face was almost stuck on my face.

I quickly took out the things in the side pocket of the backpack, flipped my hand and shouted: "How about taking a look at the letter of job request for you? "

Wang Si'er's face changed drastically, he screamed, and was about to retreat immediately, but I couldn't let him get away like this, and I slapped the thunder talisman on his face with lightning speed.

With a "crack", a dazzling silver light flashed on his face. Wang Si'er screamed and was directly electrocuted and flew out. His back was pressed on the bonfire. He jumped up again and subconsciously reached out to remove the thunder talisman on his face. Before he could touch it, there was another "crack" of lightning. His two ghost claws were cramped by the electricity. Like a humiliated woman, he turned around and ran into the dense forest, but there was silver light on his head. It was really sparks and lightning all the way...

The few people who were hiding in the sleeping bags had been alarmed a long time ago and had not shown up. At this time, they finally couldn't help it, and bursts of loud noises came from the sleeping bags.

Lao Bai unzipped the zipper and stuck his head out, jokingly saying, "Little Wei, is this the character you said is stronger than the Taishan Stone Guardian?"

I shrugged: "Who told him to have no good idea from the beginning? He thought I didn't know. When he popped his head out from behind me, he kept staring at the back of my neck, thinking of strangling me to death to vent his anger. If I hadn't pressed my hand on the Tianguan Blade, which moved a trace of the breath of a cultivator, he would have pounced on me long ago. This guy was a scoundrel when he was alive, and he was not a good ghost after death. Originally, I didn't care too much about his provocation when I first entered the village. In addition, I broke my promise first, so as long as it was not an excessive request, I would have satisfied it. Who told it to have the idea of ​​killing people? Such a vicious creature and evil ghost must not be left alone, otherwise I don't know how many people will be harmed!"

"This guy is just too greedy..."

Zhang Xinya shook her head: "If it wasn't too greedy, how could it end up like this? The thunder talisman cannot be cast out. Normally, a Taoist priest would hold it in his hand to summon thunder and repel evil spirits. But it gives you the opportunity to slap the thunder talisman directly on his face. A thunder talisman written by a Taoist priest at the Xuanwei level is not so easy to deal with. I'm afraid your soul will be torn apart..."

"Not really. "

I said, "I am trying to be careful. Wang Si'er died suddenly, and his body has no proper place to go. He has developed a violent temper and has some abilities. This thunder talisman is enough to turn him back to his original form. His soul cannot live in the world of the living. He can only reincarnate in the underworld early, but it is not a good reincarnation. His soul was bombarded by the thunder talisman. The underworld will know that he must have done something bad in the world of the living. It is not easy to make him work like a cow or a horse, but those things are not our business. Have a good rest. I vaguely feel that this matter is a bit strange. I am afraid that there is a huge secret hidden in it. Let alone other things, just a big snake that is asking for a title and preparing to turn into a dragon is enough for us to bear. Even if it fails, it should not be underestimated. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse! ! "

Lao Bai and the others are not stupid people. If I can figure out something wrong in this matter, how could they not figure it out? There is no need to say more. They have already made up their minds.

There was no conversation all night. We took turns to set up a few sentries to make sure that everyone had enough time to rest. We set off again at noon the next day.

The forest was no longer so dark at this time. There was a huge sun on top. No matter what happened, we had to shrink honestly.

The forest was dim, and the smoke and miasma at night had long dissipated. I climbed a big tree and looked around. The green mountains were clear and everything was silent. It was indeed a Feng Shui treasure land, but there were too many dead bodies buried there. The hustle and bustle greatly increased the probability of accidents.

Shitoujing is where the villagers of Xiacun have been drinking water for years. It is not far from the village, about half an hour's walk. For people from other places, such a distance is enough to kill people, but for the people of Xiacun who have suffered too much, it is nothing. It is better than going to the new temple dozens of miles away to fetch water.

The people of Xiacun have been walking on this mountain road for years, and have already stepped out a dirt road that winds directly to the shallow valley under Mingtiaogang. Following these traces, this well is not too difficult to find.

At noon, we finally saw this ancient well full of evil and weirdness from a distance...