Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

The plane landed three hours later, and its destination was a small county town.

During this period, Feng Yue didn't say another word. No matter how Nie Gaoyang asked, he lowered his head and read.

It was so horrifying that he wasn’t even breathing!

The place they are going to is on the edge of Dongshan Province, which is the critical point between the north and the south. Many people do not know that this place exists. Continuing forward is Nanling Shiwanda Mountain, which is a very remote location. Half a month Just one flight.

After leaving the airport, the air was dull.

An old man with dark skin and a simple smile on his face, who looked to be in his early fifties, ran towards the three of them and asked in an authentic dialect: "Where are the three boys and the girl from? Do you want them?" Take a car?”

"I'm a man, going to Langzhong Town."

Nie Gaoyang looked at the old man and told him the destination of his trip. He was used to being treated as a girl outside.

It takes sixty or seventy miles from here to Langzhong Town. It is said that the town is actually not much bigger than the village. It originated in the late Qing Dynasty. The plague was prevalent here and many people died.

There was a doctor in that town who treated illnesses and saved people for free, and brought many dying people back to life. In order to thank her, everyone erected a clay statue, and later renamed the town Langzhong. It is located deep in the mountains, and the terrain is rugged. There are no buses leading there.

Four people have to rent a car, and the driver has to know the way, otherwise he won't be able to get there even in the dark.

When the old man heard the name, his expression suddenly changed. He waved to the three of them in a panic: "I know where it is, but you can't go to that place. I heard that there has been a ghost for a long time. Are you guys? Anchor, go where you came from!”

Feng Yue patted the old man's arm and took out the prepared camera: "Don't worry, old man, your money is indispensable. We are reporters. We are just looking around and we will never go in."

After saying that, he counted out ten hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and stuffed them into the old man's hands on the spot.

The old man put away the money calmly, and then smiled happily: "I'll drive right away, but you have to listen to me, it's okay to look around, but don't risk going in!"

"Usually it's only a few dozen yuan a day, but today I can make it for half a month."

After a while.

The four of them got into the old man's Wuling Hongguang, which usually had a side job besides carrying people. It was filled with the smell of livestock excrement, causing Feng Yue to retching.

Wuling Hongguang was driving hard on a rugged and steep mountain road. The car body shook in the bumps, as if it might roll down the mountain at any time. Whenever it drove over a steep hillside, the car body would shake violently, as if it was about to be lifted off the ground. !

Feng Yue fastened his seat belt tightly and did not dare to look at the scene outside the window. Although he was in the middle stage of Taoism, his specialty was hypnosis. If he was really involved in a car accident, he would definitely not survive.

The old man was very cheerful and kept chatting all the way. He asked the four of them where they were from and if they would like to take them back later. The price could be cut in half. Five hundred yuan would be enough.

Nie Gaoyang was also a good person and knew what he shouldn't say. He chatted with the old man for a long time, but couldn't get a single word of useful information.

"parking."

Zhao Yi, who had not said a word since getting in the car, suddenly opened his mouth and said to the old man.

The boss slammed on the brakes and looked at Zhao Yi in confusion: "Brother is not feeling well. Do you want to go out and spit out the ashes? If we hold on for another half hour, we will arrive at Langzhong Town."

"We don't want to take the car, we can just walk."

Zhao Yi looked at the dark-skinned old man: "You've worked hard after driving for so long. The area outside is really nice. Think of it as your burial place. Kill him."

After saying this, without giving the old man time to react, the armored puppet sitting in the passenger seat rose up, raised his knife and chopped off his head, kicked open the car door, and threw the head and the headless body off the cliff.

Feng Yue and Nie Gaoyang were both stunned and looked at Zhao Yi in disbelief. Was he chopped down by the driver before he even got there?

"He is an outer disciple of the Soul Capturing Sect."

Zhao Yi told the truth: "He has already been dispersed with cartilage. If it is a little later, you will both be poisoned."

Both of them knew the name of the Soul Captor Sect, which was powerful in controlling ghosts, but was also famous in Nanling for its secretive behavior and ruthless methods.

The history of the Soul-Capturing Sect can be traced back hundreds of years. The founder was an expert in the art of ghosts, and rumors have surpassed that of a real person.

The Soul Captor Sect has committed many crimes over the years, which has aroused the anger and resistance of all walks of life in Nanling. The Night Watch department has also been cleared, but because its disciples' ghost control skills are too weird, and no one knows the location of the sect. , it has never been successful.

Cartilage powder is a poison spread in Nanling. It is a white powder that causes no symptoms for a short period of time after being inhaled.

Over time, the body will become weak and unable to exert any strength.

"I'm afraid that if you Night Watchers set foot on this land, the Soul Captors will know your whereabouts. What happened in Langzhong Town was caused by them, and it was also to prevent it from being destroyed by the Night Watchmen."

Zhao Yi learned a lot of valuable information through his outer disciple Lao Han.

For example, the small county town where they landed was supposed to be under the jurisdiction of Dongshan Province. After more than ten years of encroachment, it has become the territory of the Soul Capture Sect. Their spies are everywhere, and the main figures have been checked and balanced.

Nie Gaoyang and Feng Yue suddenly realized, and looked at the co-pilot's puppet. They had just seen it, there was such a strong person under Zhao Yi's command!

But they also saw clearly that underneath the loose clothes was not a person, but an ancient armor!

An armor can walk normally, has such powerful combat power, and can understand Zhao Yi's orders. It really subverts cognition and has never been heard of before.

"Let's go, stop driving."

Zhao Yi told the two of them that he already knew where the town was. The car was filled with cartilage powder, and no one below King Wu was immune. He didn't want to carry two burdens with him.

They were not ordinary people either. After walking for twenty minutes, Lang Zhongzhen came into view.

The dilapidated houses are scattered along the narrow streets, in stark contrast to the lush surrounding trees.

The sunshine during the day penetrated the sparse clouds and sprinkled on this small town, but it could not dispel the strong atmosphere of loneliness. There was no one on the street except for the occasional falling leaves and the sound of cicadas coming from a distance.

The four of them were silent and wanted to enter Langzhong Town.

A black dot suddenly appeared in the field of vision. Feng Yue and Nie Gaoyang couldn't see clearly. Zhao Yi's lips curled up into a smile: "It's really interesting."

Feng Yue and Nie Gaoyang didn't know what was happening until they reached the entrance of the town and saw clearly what the black spots were. Their pupils instinctively shrank slightly.

The old driver who was killed just now actually stood at the entrance of Langzhong Town with a beaming smile on his face: "You are finally here!"