Chapter 330: The Thief in the Mass Grave
Weeds grow among the graves, and there are faint traces of phosphorus fire.
No one is around, and there are many ghosts!
Wu Xian and Du E.
Carefully search the mass graves, feeling terrified every time you take a step.
The scene of the mass grave is not very visually impactful to the family members, but it is obviously empty, but it makes people feel very crowded.
From time to time, green or blue will-o'-wisps flicker around me, and curious faces will appear in the occasional flicker.
Pop!
Wu Xian’s shoulder was suddenly tapped.
He glanced at Du E beside him and found that she shrank her neck, as if something was blowing on her neck.
"It seems that the residents here are very curious about us two."
Du E's hair was pulled again: "It is better to be curious about us than to think that we are delicious."
< br>The two of them walked and looked around. They didn't know how much harassment they received on the way. At first they had some reactions, but then they ignored the harassment.
Wu Xian's shoulders were beaten like drums, and Du E's hair began to explode like Wu Xian's.
At least so far.
The ghosts in the mass graves are still very friendly. Their harassment is not malicious, they are as naughty as kindergarten children.
But the search by Wu Xian and the two men was not smooth.
The sacrifices here seem to be of various kinds, but there are very few that meet their requirements.
Most of the ceramic vessels are very crude, and those placed outside are the lowest grade gray white porcelain, or ceramics with cracks.
There are also complete paper figures, but most of them are simple and simple in style, not to mention rare things like red paper dogs and green paper bears.
Du E was a little discouraged.
“Is our thinking wrong? There is nothing we want in the mass grave?”
After Wu Xian thought for two seconds, his eyes moved slightly.
"That's right, let me try it."
Wu Xian walked straight towards a grave bag. In front of the grave bag was an ordinary white plate with two The steamed buns were already dry and hard. He picked up a steamed bun and put it in his pocket and turned around to leave.
Before he could reach Du E's side.
His foot was firmly held by one hand. When he looked back, he saw a man who was too thin to look like and wearing coarse clothes, lying on the ground and grabbing his foot.
Judging from the man's complexion, he must have died of illness.
At the same time.
The surrounding environment changes instantly.
A small courtyard suddenly appeared around Wu Xian. The courtyard was surrounded by a fence. There was a small thatched house inside. The door of the thatched house looked like a tombstone.
There is another table in the yard with an empty plate on it. This empty plate is the plate that Wu Xian just took away the steamed buns from.
Du E stood outside the courtyard with surprise on her face.
“So that’s it!”
“Mass graves are just a facade, every grave is a sneaky home.”
"The sacrifices we see are all tatters placed in the yard to prop up the facade, and the real good things are kept at home. If this is the case...then this mass grave, from a sneaky perspective, may look like a huge City! "
Before Wu Xian could think about it, the sick man started shouting.
"You stole something, catch the thief!"
Wu Xian's whole body went numb with this cry.
Think about it carefully.
If he doesn't consider the difference between humans and ghosts, and walks into other people's yards, puts other people's belongings in his pockets and leaves, isn't this behavior considered theft?
Wu Xian put the steamed buns back on the plate and said dryly: "I thought no one wanted this...ahem." But the sick man kept shouting.
“Catch the thief, catch the thief!”
With his voice, a dozen pale ghosts walked out of the surrounding graves, each one The appearance of a ghost is accompanied by the appearance of a building.
Some of these buildings are tall and some are short. The thatched houses of the poor and the houses of the rich overlap together, giving people a confusing sensory experience.
The ghosts walked into the yard and surrounded Wu Xian and Du E.
At this time, even though Wu Xian was naturally thick-skinned, his cheeks began to feel hot. This was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a dilemma.
"Okay, this is my fault, how should I compensate you?"
The sick ghost stopped shouting and crawled around Wu Xian twice, sniffing him greedily. The smell, my eyes lit up when I smelled the shoes.
"Shoes, I want these shoes!"
Wu Xian looked embarrassed. Although the Moon Palace Dance Shoes are women's shoes, they are very useful. There is no way he would give these shoes away just because of a steamed bun. Besides, Wu Xian’s original shoes had been thrown away a long time ago...
“I can’t give you these shoes, what else do you want?”
Suddenly, the wind roared around, and the sick neighbors started shouting. With a stern look on his face, the atmosphere suddenly became dark and dangerous, the sick man said viciously.
“That’s a thief, and the thief will be punished!”
Du E asked curiously: "What kind of punishment?"
The consumptive ghost licked his tongue: "One tael of raw meat, one tael of blood!"
Wu Xian smiled bitterly, this is what he wants to do. Force him to harm himself.
"Then what if I don't want to bleed?"
The surrounding ghosts were filled with indignation at Wu Xian's behavior, and they raised their weapons and shouted in confusion.
"See the official, take him to see the undercover!"
Wu Xian's eyes lit up.
This information is very crucial. If there is something wrong in the mass grave, it means that there is order here. Where there is order, what you want may be obtained through trading!
But the problem now is that Wu Xian doesn’t want to be treated as a thief and sent to Yinzai.
Faced with the excited ghost people, Wu Xian hesitated when he touched the weapon. Judging from the temperature of the hand of the sick ghost holding him, these ghosts should be very weak, and none of them had even transformed into ghosts. Even the lowest Waiting and wandering are not considered.
With his telescopic stick, he can completely sweep a large area with the stick.
It's very easy to get out.
Is it right to use violence to get out of trouble? If there is a conflict with these ghosts, will it cause greater trouble?
While Wu Xian was hesitating, Du E suddenly let out a scream.
When Wu Xian looked in her direction, he saw that her body had become translucent. Judging from her blank expression, she obviously didn't know anything about it either.
Uh-huh!
Du E disappeared out of thin air.
Wu Xian was stunned for two seconds, and then laughed.
“So that’s it!”
“The petals of the Flower of Neihe have limited effectiveness, and once the time is up, they will be forcibly returned to the Immortal City!”
As he spoke, Wu Xian's body became translucent. He quickly took out a ten-denomination note from his certificate and threw it to the sick man.
"This is my compensation to you!"
Finish this sentence.
Wu Xian’s body also disappeared without a trace.
The first exploration of the two of them was a failure. They did not get any desired props and lost money. But with this experience, they will be familiar with it next time!
The sick man with tuberculosis looked ecstatic when he took the money. The ghosts around him showed envious expressions, but no one came to snatch it. They just watched jealously as the sick man hid the money in his crotch...
( End of chapter)