Chapter 239: Gui with complete wisdom
Four Symbols, Bagua, Jiuyao, Tiangang...
One ring within another.
If the speculation is true, then the people who died here had their wisdom wiped out and became unconscious ghosts again.
Such evil spirits will be sent away from here.
Then the devil will rely on his instinct to go to reality.
This is a transfer station to remove those evil ghosts who cannot leave here.
Here is the source!
A source of obstruction created here by previous people.
It is to prevent a large number of intelligent ghosts from pouring into reality and destroying living people.
No wonder Han Yu, the Jin Yiwei, wanted future generations to send the news.
Once this ghost village is discovered, the supernatural power may be directly terminated, or the world may be directly destroyed.
This is the price of making it public.
“Does this have anything to do with us turning into monsters at night?” Xu Erniu squinted at Yu Qian, looking at the coffin-carrying man with only one arm.
"No, I'm overthinking." Yu Qian waved his hand. How could he tell these people his guess? If they knew the truth here, they might take action against the old man. ?
Here, most people know that they are extraordinary.
"It's best not to have any." Xu Erniu looked at Yu Qian meaningfully.
Yu Qian looked calm and unconcerned.
"Ignoring why you want to attack the old man, let's talk about how to deal with the old man. If you say that there are more of us, we will swarm him, then I'm sorry, I won't participate."
< br>"Of course we can't be so reckless." Xu Erniu breathed out, "We observed for a long time and found that the old man would go to Yixiaoji Tea Stall to drink a cup of Yunni tea every day."
"There are some of our people in the teahouse."
"Drug?" Yu Qian asked hesitantly.
"Yes." Xu Erniu nodded heavily.
“What medicine?” Yu Qian’s eyes flickered slightly.
Xu Erniu was silent for a while, "Mongolian sweat medicine."
"..."
Yu Qian's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at Xu Erniu.
The atmosphere became quiet at this moment.
After a while, Yu Qian asked, "Take it out and take a look?"
Xu Erniu took out a pack of oil paper from his arms without any hesitation.
He carefully opened the oil paper and covered his mouth and nose.
When the oil paper is opened, it is a packet of white powder without any peculiar smell.
Yu Qian narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly put his hand on his waist. This pack of medicine was very dangerous, and he felt the terrifying suppression.
Seeing Yu Qian's actions, Xu Erniu knew that the effect was achieved, and carefully wrapped the package of medicine again.
Looking at the cautious look, Yu Qian knew how terrifying this pack of medicine was.
"Are you going to kill the old man with medicine or poison him to death?" Yu Qian slowly put his hands on his knees.
"He will definitely detect the poison, but not the Menghan medicine. The most he drinks is almost like being drunk. Once, a child was ignorant and secretly put this kind of medicine into the old man's wine. When he got home, he would After sleeping for a long time, I finally woke up and stopped drinking." Xu Erniu put the medicine away and continued. He continued, "If an ordinary person drinks this kind of medicine, he will not be able to get up at all without sleeping for seven days. Even if he gets up, his whole body will be weak for several days."
"What a scary old man..." Yu Qian secretly said Astonishing, this kind of thing actually just made the old man drunk. Naturally, he couldn't do this.
As for the packet of something called Mongolian sweat medicine, once he eats it, he will probably have to sleep for several days, and at the same time he will become weak all over. It will be a luxury to use supernatural powers.
This kind of thing is simply the poison of evil spirits.
"Where did this medicine come from?"
"The drug store in the West District costs thirty yuan a medicine. Each person can only buy it once a month." Xu Erniu didn't hide it. You can find out this thing after a little inquiry.
Yu Qian nodded. If you have time, you can buy some. It costs thirty yuan, which is not expensive.
“Keep talking.”
Xu Erniu organized his language and began to explain to Yu Qian in detail what they would do next.
In fact, it was very simple. After the old man was hit, they took action directly and tried to kill the old man within ten minutes.
There are only ten minutes, once ten minutes have passed, there will be an escort.
Once the escort team arrives, they can sit back and wait for death. There is no need to resist, because resistance is useless.
But as long as the old man dies, everything will not be a problem.
There is an unwritten rule here. Whoever kills the strongest person in the area will replace that person.
But no one except the village chief knows who is the strongest.
After such a long investigation, Xu Erniu confirmed that the strongest person in their district was the old man who liked to walk around with cats.
That’s why he dared to plan the old man like this.
The plan sounds simple, but it is extremely detailed. Xu Erniu has made arrangements for what everyone should do to ensure that it is foolproof.
But the more Yu Qian listened, the more unreliable it became. He always felt that they had overlooked something, but he could never remember it.
"Tomorrow when the sun just comes out, we will meet at the teahouse." After talking about his arrangements, Xu Erniu stood up and planned to leave.
Yu Qian nodded, "See you or see you."
Although it was a bit unreliable, it was better than him facing the old man alone.
Xu Erniu nodded without saying a word, turned around and left with a few of his accomplices, not forgetting to close the door before leaving.
Yu Qian looked at the closed door, his face illuminated by the oil lamp, expressionless.
"Boss, are you really reliable? He is just disabled and..."
After walking for a while, a person couldn't help but ask, but before he could finish speaking, Xu Erniu stopped him sternly. He stopped talking and said, "Shut up. Next time if you have any objections, just keep it to yourself and go home to make a fuss with me."
Xu Erniu looked back at the coffin shop, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
“You may not know how extraordinary this man with only one arm is.”
“Do you know that butcher in the West District?”
"I know, as long as the people who provoke him at night are basically gone." When their boss talked about the butcher, almost everyone showed a look of fear.
"Well, there are no exceptions, but this morning, I saw an arm hanging under the eaves of the butcher's house."
Xu Erniu looked solemn, watching several expressions change instantly His subordinates said, "You are not mistaken. , it’s his arm, he said that the only person in the whole village who survived from the butcher, he just lost an arm.”
The butcher is recognized as the strongest person in the West District, and the person who provoked him. No one survived more than ten minutes.
Even the strongest in other areas would not dare to provoke the Butcher easily. You can imagine how strong the Butcher is, he is only below the village chief.
Several of his accomplices swallowed and subconsciously looked back at the coffin shop. This time they did not dare to look down upon the one-armed young man.
“We were lucky this time. We met a person who had a grudge against the old man. Someone saw it with his own eyes last night. The old man chased and killed the young man, but finally let him escape.”< br>
“The feud between them has been forged, otherwise I would not have had contact with him.”
Hearing what the boss said, the expressions of the others changed again, "He...he provoked two of the strongest in the region in one night?"
"Not only that, but the guy from District 1 last night Master Ba entered this area as if he was here for one person, and I think it’s him too,” Xu Erniu continued.
"Eighth Master? Who is the evil Eighth Master?"
"Well, this time we are considered to be on the list, but we must be careful of him taking advantage of others. After all, this is the first time we meet, and I am already straight to the point. It’s a gamble, if it hadn’t been for too long and something might happen, I definitely wouldn’t have come to him.”
Xu Erniu looked at the coffin shop with deep eyes, hoping that he wouldn’t do this, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to do it. The net is broken.
Without any further words, several of the accomplices were digesting what Xu Erniu said.
The coffin shop was opened, Yu Qian dragged a coffin and placed it outside, then sat at the door and smoked a dry cigarette.
"The wise ghosts are deciphering the layout of the predecessors and transporting the ghosts to reality, but they have no wisdom."
"This explains a lot of things. There are many smart ghosts. The more terrifying they are, the more wisdom they have." Perfect, but it will still be restrained by the law of killing, that is, instinct , the evil ghosts will kill when the killing pattern is triggered. "The evil ghosts here are following their instincts, which is different from humans."
"They see humans as ants and food."
S puffing out smoke, Yu Qian thought about everything here.
A lot of things are showing just a little bit of the surface.
It is useless to rely solely on the people here to break the situation.
They are all nightmare bugs that have not yet awakened.
I don’t know how much time has passed. It is getting dusk and I have rolled tobacco more than a dozen times.
Finally, the coffin buyer came.
Not far away, several shirtless men were walking towards this side carrying hemp ropes and poles.
The leader was the man who came to hold the coffin before.
Yu Qian raised his eyes slightly, just glanced at it and stopped looking.
"Is the coffin ready?" the man's rough voice sounded.
"Okay, let's see if you are satisfied or not." Yu Qian pointed to the coffin next to him and said casually.
The man looked at the coffin, compared the size, and nodded. There was nothing wrong.
“The craftsmanship is pretty good. It’s almost the same as what Lao Li Tou does.” The man took out two pieces of ghost money and handed it over.
Yu Qian smiled and reached out to take the ghost money, "Welcome to come again next time."
The faces of the man and the men behind him suddenly turned dark, and they wanted to say more His interest was immediately dispelled by Yu Qian's words.
“We are descended from the same origin, and we are worthy of being relatives of Lao Litou’s family.”
The man snorted coldly and called on several men to carry the coffin away.
Yu Qian tapped the cigarette rod without haste and just looked at it.
“Boy, I think you like it, so I’d like to remind you that it’s better not to get involved in some things. Just stick to the coffin shop and you’ll get through it sooner or later.”
The men jointly lifted the empty coffin. Before leaving, the man said something meaningful.
Yu Qian just tinkered with the cigarette rod and said nothing.
The man asked for trouble and left with a few people carrying the coffin.
Both a cage and a cradle.
At dusk, the shadows of several people dragged the old man.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is a pity that it cannot last long.
Yu Qian stood up and turned back to the coffin shop without saying anything.
Then the coffin shop closed early.
Night came as expected. Unlike before, it was very quiet this night and could not hear the sound of the watchman's gong.
The crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs fell silent very early on.
This area seems to be foreshadowing something.
In the coffin shop, Yu Qian sat in front of a wooden table with only an oil lamp.
The appearance of an oil lamp was reflected in his eyes, and the light flickered in his eyes.
If this matter will cost him death, then so be it.
So, Yu Qian sat like this all night, watching the oil lamp burn out bit by bit.
And he didn't realize that sitting at the door of the coffin shop was a young man with a lonely expression.
His surname is Lin, a man who has nothing and has been dead for a long time.
He was miserable, from beginning to end, and in the end he couldn't even save the one he loved.
The two young men outside the house have similar experiences, and perhaps the endings will be similar.
When the first ray of morning light appeared in the sky, the young man outside the house looked up blankly, and then murmured to himself, "Neither human nor ghost..."
The young man's figure slowly disappeared in place, and the oil lamp in the house went out.
When the sky was bright and bright, Yu Qian walked out of the coffin shop and went to the teahouse alone.
At the beginning of the day, the streets gradually became crowded.
There is an endless stream of pedestrians, vendors are shouting, and smoke is everywhere.
In the teahouse, the storyteller took a sip of tea, patted the door, and continued the story from before.
Yu Qian was sitting by the window, drinking tea and occasionally eating breakfast.
Xu Erniu and the others had arrived a long time ago and were not far away. They were listening to a book and paying attention to the location of the tea house entrance.
Yu Qianquan pretended not to see it and just drank tea and looked out the window.
There were children outside the window surrounding a middle-aged man selling candied haws, making a lot of noise.
The man selling candied haws on a stick didn't feel noisy, but could hear each child's appeal clearly.
There are young women coming in and out of a cloth shop and a rouge shop.
A woman noticed Yu Qian's gaze and looked up. A blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks that could not go away for a long time.
There is a carriage driving on the street, and the sound of horse hooves on the ground is crisp and sweet.
A woman in gorgeous clothes slightly opened the curtain and looked through the carriage at Yu Qian, who was drinking tea by the window, with a flash of surprise in her eyes.
After a while, a maid got out of the car, trotted into the teahouse, and walked straight towards Yu Qian. But when she saw that Yu Qian only had one arm, the maid was a little disappointed, but due to the master's instructions , she still walked up to Yu Qian bravely.
"Young master, my young lady invites you to go out together in autumn. I hope you are free."
Yu Qian tilted his head slightly and looked at the maid. , the place that should be raised has already been raised.
She has a delicate face, not very attractive, but attractive.
"Sorry, something is wrong." Yu Qian smiled back, "Thank you for your lady's kindness for me, I appreciate it."
The maid nodded and glanced at Yu Qian's broken face. Arm, he sighed in his mind, "Excuse me."
Yu Qian shook his head and said nothing.
The maid stopped lingering and turned around to leave the teahouse. Soon Yu Qian saw a look of pity on the face of the woman in the carriage.
Then the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground sounded again, clear and sweet.
"My little friend is so charming. How come I didn't notice it before? Is it because it's too dark?"
An old man with a black cat squatting on his shoulders was in the room. Sitting across from Qian, he said with a kind smile.
"Old rules." The old man said to the waiter who was running quickly.
"Okay, Mr. Zhao, wait a moment."
The waiter beamed with joy, bowed his head quickly, and then turned around to prepare the old man's tea.
Yu Qian looked at the old man and turned his head to look at Xu Erniu and others. Seeing that they looked nervous, Yu Qian sighed and shook his head.
“Can’t be reused?” The old man seemed to have noticed Yu Qian’s thoughts and started teasing.
"Absolutely." Yu Qian picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
The old man smiled. It was undeniable that the young man in front of him was different from everyone else here.
After all, not many ghosts can escape from his hands.
"To be honest, I've earned it by trapping you here." The old man touched the black cat on his shoulder.
"Your strength and character are enough. There is no problem in replacing me. As long as you replace me and let me out, I will give you great benefits."
"Oh ? "What's the benefit?" Yu Qian's eyes flickered slightly, as if you were listening.
“You will not die, and your wisdom will not be wiped out. You should know how difficult it is for a ghost without wisdom to gain wisdom? We ghosts, everything depends on luck from scratch. We Step by step, I have reached the point where I am now, and I finally have the wisdom of a living person.”
"If you lose it, do you think you can accept it?"
"In human terms, it means that you either never get it, or you get it and don't lose it."
"Do you think this is true? ?" The old man looked at Yu Qian with no hidden appreciation in his eyes. This was a ghost from the outside, not from the inside.
It is not easy for the old man to have such strength and wisdom.
Furthermore, this person does not seem to be affected by instinct, and you must know that it cannot do this now.
"You want to go out?" Yu Qian played with the tea cup.
"Yeah." The old man nodded.
"What are you doing out there?" Yu Qian looked up at the old man and asked.
"Do whatever you want, just follow your instinct." The old man replied without thinking.
"Oh? Follow instinct?" Yu Qian looked directly at the old man with a calm expression. The old man also looked directly at Yu Qian with an equally calm expression.
"Master Zhao, please take your time with your tea and pastries."
At this time, the old man's tea and pastries arrived.
The old man's eyes fell on the cup of tea. The black cat that was originally lying on the old man's shoulder slowly sat up, staring at the cup of tea with green pupils.
Xu Erniu and others also looked at the cup of tea, feeling extremely nervous.
"Tell me, should I drink or not?" The old man looked at Yu Qian with interest.
"Drink. If you don't drink, I can't beat you." Yu Qian said expressionlessly.
Hearing Yu Qian’s words, the smile on the old man’s face became even brighter, “It seems you agreed.”
The old man nodded, picked up the tea cup and looked at Xu Erniu’s expectant eyes. He drank the tea in the cup with the next sip, and even left some for the black cat on his shoulder to drink after drinking it.
When the tea cup was put down, the old man looked at Yu Qian, "You can start now. If you lose this way, you will lose your wisdom."
"Don't panic, wait for the medicine to take effect. For a moment." Yu Qian calmly took out the cigarette and lit it, then started smoking.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded without changing his smile, picked up the pastry and started to eat it. At the same time, he began to explain to Yu Qian what he had to do after replacing him.
Yu Qian listened, nodded from time to time, and occasionally asked.
The two were chatting, not looking like they were going to do anything.
Xu Erniu and others were watching nervously not far away, wondering what Yu Qian was up to.
"Boss? Do it?" someone asked uncontrollably.
Xu Erniu shook his head, "We'll wait until the medicine takes effect."
Hearing this, the few people stopped being impatient and waited slowly.
The storyteller spat dry. His mouth was really dry, so he had no choice but to pick up the teacup and drink a cup of tea to soothe his throat.
After he stopped talking, the storyteller slapped him in the face as usual.
At this moment, the conversation between Yu Qian and the old man ended. Yu Qian put away the cigarette rod, then stood up and his expression became serious.
The old man looked relaxed and sat motionless.
“Do it!” Xu Erniu shouted, and suddenly several big men stood up and rushed towards the old man.
The tea house was quiet for a moment, and then there were exclamations. (End of this chapter)