Chapter 3 Ghost Village
There are several roads from Gray Mountain to Qingzhou City, and the village chief pointed out the nearest one to Zuo Chen.
No one has repaired it all year round, so the area from the village to Qingzhou City is covered with mud, which is not very convenient for traveling merchants.
But for Zuo Chen, this kind of mud road is not an obstacle.
The Qi body in Dantian overflowed and gathered around the body and in the feet. The muddy road seemed like a flat path to Zuo Chen.
From an outsider's perspective, Zuo Chen had only taken two or three steps, but he had already walked a hundred meters away. He was strolling in the courtyard but walking a hundred feet.
"The method of shrinking the ground into an inch as recorded in the Taoist Scriptures is really convenient to use."
Zuo Chen sighed in his heart. I also recalled what the village chief said before.
There are no bandit dens or bad country people on the road.
But this road is not without danger.
There is a dead village next to the dirt road. The village has been abandoned for a long time. There is no living person and there are only tombstones on the ground.
According to the old village chief, it turned out that there was a girl in the village who married from outside, and she didn’t know what conflicts she had with the people in the village. One time, she went to the city instead of buying rouge but brought back some rouge. Bags of arsenic.
She first poisoned the five members of her family, and then she threw herself into a well. After drowning, her body was still alive. In the middle of the night, she jumped out of the well and turned into a corpse. A dark wind blew through the whole village.
Afterwards, no one in the village was spared, and they all died in vain. Even the big yellow dog guarding the gate at the entrance of the village was not spared, and turned into dried dog meat and hung on the tree at the entrance of the village.
The main reason why few people in the city come to the foot of Gray Mountain is because of this dead village.
The dead village has a lot of resentment. It is dangerous to come directly, and it is troublesome to go around. There is not much need for the village's business in the city, so naturally no one comes.
After listening to the village chief's lament, Zuo Chen kept the matter in mind and planned to take a look when passing by the ghost village.
If it wasn’t some ghost cultivator who was refining the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, he planned to take action to solve it.
The breath of spiritual energy and the shrinking maneuver in the foundation building stage are just simple invocations of spiritual energy. His real mastery maneuver has to be the thunder method recorded in the Taoist scriptures.
Five Thunder Zhengfa and Palm Lightning Strike, Zuo Chen knows only a few techniques, but their power is quite good.
Yang Lei is the most yang and strong technique. It is specially designed to fight against sneaks. A ray of yang lightning will strike down and even a half-step golden elixir stage ghost cultivator will have to run away. Going to a ghost village can be regarded as a professional counterpart.
After walking for another hour, the gray mountains behind have turned into undulating ripples on the horizon.
The vegetation on the roadside became increasingly sparse, and the soil on the ground looked dark and muddy. Zuo Chen looked into the distance and found several broken wooden fences among the trees on the slope in the distance.
The dead village has arrived.
He didn't rush in. He first used the Qi-gazing technique recorded in the Taoist scriptures to locate the dead village.
In Zuo Chen's eyes, strands of black Qi were floating above the entire village. It didn't look too big. Compared with his own foundation-building Qi, water drops were compared to lake water, and thatch was compared to giant trees.
"The very weak resentment has not yet become a reality. It cannot be caused by ghost cultivators. It will not be dangerous if it is removed easily."
With peace of mind, Zuo Chen walked towards the village.
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"The Dead Massacre Village was caused by Chu Xun, the leader of the Wenxiang Gang, who used corpse incense. This place has become a vicious place. Today, Mr. Bai will invite you here, not for For those of you who are dying in the village, please cheer up!”
The middle-aged man wearing a mandarin jacket and a small round hat looked at the Jianghu guest in front of him with his hands behind his back.
Following his low drink, the Jianghu guests, who were originally in a lax attitude, cheered up and prepared for the attack.
They are all well-connected people in the world of martial arts, and are considered celebrities in the surrounding villages. They received orders from Bai Laohui some time ago, so they gathered here.
You tell them they are not afraid of ghost villages. After traveling in the world for so many years, these people have seen some haunted villages more or less. One person may not be able to solve it, but now there are more than ten heroes from the world gathered together. , rush in together, no matter what kind of ghost he is, they can be dispersed!
But when Bai Laohui said that the Wenxiang Gang was in the village, all these Jianghu people were frightened.
The Wenxiang Gang is the largest evil gang in Qingzhou City! A human candle stalks the soul, making it impossible to guard against it.
There was even a rumor circulating in the city that people were offered incense at the third watch and met the King of Hell at the fifth watch.
You can see how evil the Wenxiang gang is in offering incense and worshiping people.
"Steward Han! Won't we be chased by the Wenxiang Gang when we go in?"
A solid man among the Jianghu guests asked, and the steward sneered when he heard this:
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"Pursuit? The Wenxiang Gang is so powerful. Weren't they beaten out of Qingzhou City by our Bai Laohui?
"He dares to come but he can't find you. The most he can do is look for our Bailaohui! "
Hearing this, the Jianghu guests felt a little calmer. At this moment, another lively voice sounded from the crowd:
"Steward! Is there any treasure in the village? ”
The steward’s face darkened.
Why did he become the treasure of the village without even starting work?
With a glance, the steward noticed that there was a little girl among the crowd. She had red lips and white teeth, and a clear appearance. Her little eyes were spinning, and she was quirky.
However, her body is not very good either. She looks more like a charlatan than a charlatan, and her legs look more like mud than those of a charlatan.
Originally the manager didn’t want to answer this question, but when he saw a lot of people in the world looking at him excitedly, he could only sigh:
“We haven’t done anything yet. Going in, I don’t know what kind of treasures there are, but there should be a few good objects in such a dark place, so it’s up to you to decide.” “Okay!”
The girl’s peach blossom eyes made her smile so hard.
After saying these things, the steward counted the number of people.
Including himself, there were eleven people in total.
No big deal!
A group of heroes entered the village.
There was nothing unusual at first. When I looked into the village along the entrance, I could only see a few broken boards and a dog skin hanging from a tree at the entrance of the village.
But after taking two steps deeper, everyone suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing in front of their eyes, and the flying sand almost blinded them. When they opened their eyes again, they found that the sky had become a little dizzy.
Seeing this scene in front of them, the faces of this group of Jianghu people couldn't help but change.
It’s noon now! The sun was still hanging in the sky just now, why did the sky suddenly become overcast? !
The steward's expression did not change. He took out a lantern from somewhere. It was made of bamboo, and he took out a fire stick and lit it twice. The lantern instantly lit up with green fire, dispersing the surrounding darkness. .
The faces of this group of charlatans softened a little.
"Everyone gathered together and walked slowly inside. Chu Xun left a stick of incense in the village. It was made from corpse oil. As long as the incense remains, the sneakiness in the village will not fade away. , as long as the incense is smoked, there will be no need to be sneaky."
After the steward finished drinking, all the Jianghu guests nodded, indicating that they understood.
"Old Zhao? Where is Old Zhao?"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd yelled twice in panic, and the steward's brows suddenly furrowed.
He counted the number of people again.
Ten people.
One is missing!
The steward’s heart sank.
'Son of a bitch, one of you will get lost as soon as you come in. '
"Leave him alone, let's keep moving forward." Hearing the cries of mourning just now, the manager turned around and cursed: "Frustration attracts ghosts the most. Whoever behaves like this, I I’ll feed the village as soon as I step on the horse!”
No one spoke at once.
Light the lantern and continue to move forward. There is indeed nothing sneaky happening around you.
The steward's mood has calmed down a lot.
This mission is indeed not difficult. It is nothing more than taking advantage of the popularity of Jianghu Ke to go to the middle of the village and pull out the corpse incense.
To be successful is a great achievement! When he returns to the city, he will be promoted from manager to hall leader, and his future will be bright!
Risk?
There must be some, but it is not as big as imagined.
If you can’t beat him, can’t you run away? There are so many Jianghu people backing him up.
As a group of people were walking, the little girl from before suddenly said "Hey".
“Have we been to this realm before?”
Hearing the little girl’s voice, the steward immediately looked around.
He immediately saw a tree standing not far away, with a dog skin hanging on the tree trembling slightly in the wind.
This…
Ghost hits the wall!
The Jianghu guests were already panicking, and even the manager was forced to suppress his uneasiness.
“It doesn’t matter, we can walk out when I tie a red rope.”
As the steward said, he took out a red rope and walked to the broken wooden boards. In front of me, I planned to tie it up.
However, at the moment when he got close to the board, the steward suddenly noticed a figure behind the board.
He lowered his head and stared, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead!
That was the Jianghu guest who disappeared before, named Zhao Decai.
At this moment he is sitting cross-legged on the ground.
His head is being held in his arms.
With a smile.
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(End of this chapter)