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The Gu Master was a little puzzled.

He seemed to have frequent dealings with this young man with a scarred face, and immediately insulted him rudely: "More than a dozen vengeful spirits? When did you become capable of this?"

The scar-faced young man looked proud and smiled.

"Just look at it, it's still early, you can sleep soundly all night, and when it gets bright tomorrow morning, we two brothers will go down the mountain together to collect that man's body!"

He just lets out his big words.

However, the Gu Master vaguely felt that something was wrong and asked: "Where did you get the resentful spirit from?"

The young man hesitated for a moment, then hesitated and said that the villagers found nearby were all lonely ghosts, nothing unusual.

The more he refused to say it clearly, the more the Gu Master wanted to know what was going on. He deliberately showed distrust and sneered:

"Are you kidding me? This mountain is so remote, with no water or fields, and you can't even see any smoke. Where can you find the villagers?"

The young man couldn't bear his questioning tone and almost got angry: "Why not? I saw them with my own eyes when they were slaughtering the village!"

The Gu Master's eyes suddenly meant something meaningful.

"Slaughter the village?"

Having said this, the young man simply sat down on the ground.

"Okay, come on, I'll tell you everything!"

It turned out that the scar-faced young man got into a caravan a year ago. On the way to Kyoto, they passed by this barren mountain and found a bamboo forest on the other side of the mountain.

There was smoke rising from behind the bamboo forest, which was obviously someone's home.

The caravan went to the village to stay overnight.

For the sake of money, the village chief warmly received the group and sent people to bring good wine and food to the table from time to time.

However, there was a villager who was very dishonest. Seeing that the people in the caravan were well dressed, he wanted to eavesdrop on some ways to make money.

After delivering the food, the villagers did not go far and hid under the windows and squatted to listen to their conversation.

……

The scar-faced young man said with a ferocious smile: "How could that stupid donkey know that it was not a caravan at all! They brought trouble to the family!"

The Gu Master said: "They are not a caravan, then who are they? Why did you get involved with these people?"

The young man pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice and said, "Come and see, what is this?"

The Gu Master stepped forward.

The young man took out a token that looked expensive.

The word "Rui" is clearly engraved on it!

The Gu Master was stunned at first.

When he saw the exquisite and majestic unicorn pattern on the back of the token, he knew the answer.

The Gu Master couldn't help but look at the young man with a different look: "You actually took the path of King Rui! Amazing, amazing."

King Rui's fiefdom is on the seaside and is rich in all kinds of marine products, especially pearls, which are extremely famous. He is a very wealthy prince. Following King Rui, the worst possible way out is to become a rich man!

The smile of the scarred young man is more genuine and proud.

"I happened to get acquainted with Mr. Liu, an aide in Prince Rui's Palace. He said that he would imitate the 9,000-year-old Yishi Hall in Zhongxi Factory and set up a small yamen in the palace to recruit extraordinary people for the prince."

Speaking of the 9,000-year-old Yishi Hall, the Gu Master couldn't help but recall:

"You almost entered the Mirage Hall with me. It's a pity that the case you committed in Luling was uncovered by the Mirage Hall, and they just turned you away. It's hateful."

The scar-faced young man: "Hmph, I'm proficient in the art of controlling ghosts, and I'm no worse than that so-called spirit medium Du! The Mirage Hall doesn't dare to accept me. The world is big and I have my own place to be free!"

The Gu Master thought thoughtfully: "You worship under King Rui's sect, so do you know that...this King Rui, does he have the intention to seize the throne?"

The young man was silent and said honestly: "I can't tell."

The Gu Master was surprised: "Then why did you go to Beijing with King Rui's caravan?"

The young man hesitated again, as if wondering whether he should tell him this.

The Gu Master continued to tease him: "If the people in that village didn't offend you, why would you do something so harmful to the peace of the world as slaughtering the village."

The young man hurriedly retorted: "I didn't do that! I was just a spectator!"

The Gu Master looked at him coldly, "Really?"

"You don't know, there is a sulfur mine in the mountain below us!"

"what?!"

"Oh! According to what Mr. Liu said, this is a necessary raw material for making black gunpowder. If we can buy this mountain with the government, quietly mine the sulfur inside and make gunpowder..."

The young man licked the corner of his mouth longingly, his eyes filled with greed.

When he thought of the endless dead souls on the battlefield, which could be used as materials for his spells, he felt extremely itchy.

The Gu Master quickly understood what he meant.

"I see, that village was attracted by you just because it heard the secret of the sulfur mine..."

The young man didn't feel guilty at all, he smiled and said, "It's more than that!"

He said to the Gu Master in a showy tone:

"I captured hungry wolves and put them near the village. The wolves gnawed on their corpses, making them angry and angry."

"I also sealed off their village and reenacted the death scene every other month. In less than a year, they became evil spirits!"

"I also told them that as long as they lure passers-by to the village and kill them, they can get rid of this pain. Killing one person can replace another."

"It's so stupid. They really think that as long as they kill the scapegoat, they won't be massacred again!"

"Actually, that's all under my control! Hahahaha!"

The scarred young man looked up to the sky and laughed.

The strange thing is that even amid such sharp laughter, Ding Cuiyun, who was tied to one side, still did not wake up.

Breathing evenly, with occasional light snoring.

There was a slight smile on her lips, and she didn't know what kind of sweet dream she was having.

The Gu Master's eyes fell on her, and he couldn't help but think with disdain: The happiest people in the world are indeed idiots who don't know anything!

The night wind became even colder, blowing on my face like a handful of snow thrown by an urchin.

He tightened his robe again and couldn't help complaining.

"It's all because of you. You had to choose this time to stop her. It's so cold at night and we didn't even bring a cloak to block the wind. I'm freezing to death!"

The scarred young man sniffed:

"I practice the art of controlling ghosts. If I don't do it at night, why don't I wait until the sun shines at noon? If it weren't for the high reward you gave me, I would be lying on Hua Niang's body listening to music at this moment. Who would be willing to accompany me? You go up the mountain and get cold!”

The two quarreled for a while.

It barely adds a bit of liveliness and popularity to this quiet and cold environment.

The Gu Master surrendered first and said: "Okay, I shouldn't blame you. You should find out quickly. How is she doing now?"

The young man groaned: "Why don't you see it yourself?"

The Gu Master pointed to the miasma in the mountains and said: "Oh, the children I released have lost their way. I only know that she is walking up the mountain. I can't figure out where she is. I can only rely on your ghost control skills."

The scar-faced young man secretly rejoiced.

The coat was pulled open to reveal a dozen hay mats sewn into the inside of the garment.

The straw mat is flat and fixed on a black cloth surface. It is shaped like a wooden tablet enshrined in an ancestral hall, with blood-red names embroidered on it.

Before the Gu Master had time to see clearly, he found that the names were fading one by one!

From blood red to pink and white, to gray!

It seemed that it had lost its vitality in just ten seconds.

The scar-faced young man had never encountered such a situation. He shouted anxiously, but it didn't help.

The threads embroidering the names also broke one after another.

It was as if there was an invisible person standing in front of him, leisurely stretching out his hands to unravel these threads, so that those souls could be freed from the last shackles.

Zhang Hu, Zhang Heizi, Wang Erbiao...

Zhang Wangshi, Zhang Caicai, Chen Xiudie...

The names on the straw mat are arranged in order of age, followed by the names of the children.

The hands stopped at the last name.

It is embroidered with - Zhang Dazhuang!

The scar-faced young man felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Having been around ghosts all year round, he certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to think it was due to the weather!

There is a ghost behind him!

Sen Leng's malice prevented him from taking any chances, that thing wanted to attack him!

The scarred young man didn't even look back, he grabbed a yellow talisman and shot it behind him!

Da Zhuang, who was missing half of his head, had eyes filled with hatred and nimbly jumped onto his other shoulder!

The sharp teeth bit his neck, and while biting hard, a little of the young man's transparent soul was torn out by him!

The soul in the body is playing a cruel tug-of-war game with the kid Da Zhuang.

Win and live.

Lose, die!

"Kid, you don't want to live anymore! How dare you bite your master!" The scar-faced young man took out the casting materials and cursed threateningly.

Da Zhuang kept biting his mouth, and a voice came from his withered belly: "You are not my master! You are the bad guy, you have harmed the whole village!"

"You fart!"

The young man was in severe pain, and the most direct manifestation of his unstable soul was dizziness and unsteadiness on his feet.

He fell to the ground.

Both hands were frantically slapping the inventory on the kid's back, still arguing:

"Damn brat, if I hadn't been kind enough to take you in, you would have been out of your mind a long time ago. Do you still have the strength to act wild here?"

"——Relax!"

"I won't let go! You deserve to die. My sister is right, you lied to us! You should do it!"

Da Zhuang works harder.

He bit the young man's neck to pieces, rolled his eyes, and made a louder sound, as if he was about to suffocate to death.

The Gu Master was frightened by this scene.

As a companion, he wanted to help the young man, but he had no idea how to do it.

I could only tell from the increasingly cold air around me that there was probably something wrong with the kid raised by the young man!

The little devil eats the master!

So?

What should he do?

No, I can't stay here!

The first reaction is to run away!

The Gu Master rolled up to his feet and quickly made a judgment in his mind, as if to convince himself to abandon his companions——

Staying can't help him. When the little ghost eats its master, the next one will be himself.

It’s better to leave as soon as possible!

The Gu Master actually remembered Ding Cuiyun before he ran away!

He ran in the direction of Ding Cuiyun, wanting to lead people through another mountain road to avoid the terrifying village of the undead.

As soon as he turned around, the blood in his body seemed to be frozen.

I saw a girl wearing a feathered coat squatting next to Ding Cuiyun.

She was bathed in the silver moonlight and looked incredibly beautiful. The calmness all over her body seemed to have completely predicted the ending of the scar-faced young man. It could even be said that it was the ending she created with her own hands!

The girl curled her red lips towards him.

The dim light floated in the dark pupils, but his reflection could not be reflected.

"Oh, last time we were in a hurry to say goodbye, I forgot to tell you some very important news." Du Manzhi said with a smile.

The Gu Master's heartbeat rang loudly in his ears, almost drowning out the other person's words.

His limbs were stiff and cold.

There was a plop behind him, and he knew that it was the body of his companion that had just landed on the ground.

At the same time, a biting cold air came straight towards him, hanging on the back of his neck.

If he could see ghosts, when he turned around at this moment, he would definitely see a scary-looking ghost, weighing his taste with a greedy look on his face.

The Gu Master showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

At the critical moment of life and death, he instinctively ignored logic and told a very lame lie:

"I followed this person here, and I was just about to save Sister Niu..."

Du Manzhi stretched out her white and tender index finger and waved it in front of him.

"You made three mistakes."

"First, she has a given name. Her name is Ding Cuiyun. She is not some kind of naughty wife."

"Second, I arrived at the top of the mountain earlier than you thought. I basically heard everything you said. Oh, by the way, the cute kid behind you is called Da Zhuang, and he heard it too."

"Thirdly, from Yan Mansion to here, your disgusting peach blossom scent almost made me sick! You lurked in Yishi Hall to pass information to Tianshi Mansion, and you captured Ding Cuiyun to lure me out."

"You also found helpers and wanted to use the souls of the villagers to deal with me."

"Now that the matter has been exposed, you said you are here to save people?"

Her smile was full of sarcasm.

"I also said that I am the Queen Mother! Is this credible?"

The Gu Master opened his mouth to argue, but somehow his tongue felt numb and his heart beat faster and faster.

His eyesight turned black and his body was shaky.

The little ghost Da Zhuang took revenge on the scar-faced young man and floated behind the Gu Master.

Seeing him suddenly covering his heart in pain, Da Zhuang was so frightened that he quickly jumped away: "It's not me, sister, I didn't want to kill him!"

Revenge of the dead is possible under certain conditions.

However, it is not okay for dead souls to kill innocent people, no matter what the conditions.

Du Manzhi waved to the kid: "I know it's not you, don't be afraid, come here."

Da Zhuang went timidly.

As he got closer, Du Manzhi discovered that the child had torn a long strip of tattered clothes and tied it around his abruptly thin forearm.

There is a piece of halva wrapped in the middle of the strip of cloth with special care.

It was given by her.

Du Manzhi's eyes softened.

Poor kid.

During his lifetime, he lived with his violent father and stepmother. He seemed to have a father and a mother, but he survived by eating the leftovers given by the villagers.

He did nothing and was killed by people from Prince Rui's Mansion just because he lived in that village.

After his death, the villagers were filled with resentment and would never be as kind-hearted as before.

They believed the words of the scar-faced young man and tried their best to trick passers-by into becoming scapegoats.

When the environment becomes crazy, the only person who is not crazy will undoubtedly be ostracized by everyone.

Da Zhuang refused to hurt anyone and secretly helped living people escape from the village several times.

This caught the attention of the scar-faced young man.

He accepted Da Zhuang as a ghost attendant.

This is not to make Da Zhuang's life better among the villagers.

Instead, let Da Zhuang be the mole!

Be his spy in the ghost village.

Play this game with him until he gets tired of it!

……

Da Zhuang lowered his head, his eyes full of frustration: "He lied to me... He said that as long as I can save one living person from the village, he will let us all go."