My golden finger is delicious

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The existence of ghosts also has its ups and downs.

In ancient times, they were suppressed by various bigwigs and were given the name of "turbid air". They were not in the mainstream and had no status. Anyone could bully them. Even ordinary ancient ancestors did not take them seriously.

There was no mention of them in "Shan Hai Jing". After all, they could not be eaten.

Today's ghost noodles are probably not much better than those in ancient times.

If we want to talk about the highlight moment of ghosts, it should be after various practitioners gradually withdrew from the stage of history until the outbreak of World War I.

Later, the rapid development of thermal weapons.

Ghosts are born to like the shade. Shrapnel can't hurt ghosts, but the huge heat energy generated by guns and cannons can.

The catastrophe that swept across the land of the Flower-Growing Family can be said to have plowed most of the problematic Yin Jue land.

I don't know how many old ghosts and even evil ghosts disappeared in the gunfire.

After the war stopped, the disaster of ghosts did not stop.

Looking through history, you will know how earth-shaking changes this land has undergone since then.

All changes are not good for ghosts.

The first is the population explosion.

All things need a balance of yin and yang. People are full of yang energy, so they need to sleep at night to replenish yin energy.

But if a ghost sticks to a person, it will make him lose his yin and yang balance, which will cause serious illness or death.

Similarly, ghosts also need people.

In Lu Xiaofeng's world, Wu Ding said to Lu Xiaofeng that female ghosts are short of yang energy, so they come to you to rub a few bites and give you a chance of love. This is true. Lu Xiaofeng was panicked for a while.

But if the popularity is too high, it will be a disaster for ghosts.

But look at the current population of China.

It is almost one billion more than when the country was just founded.

The first and second-tier cities are so crowded that you doubt your life.

Because ghosts born due to various accidental factors are easily dispersed by various yang energy.

What else? The radiation brought by various electrical appliances is harmless to the human body, but it is a very uncomfortable existence for ghosts.

The motherland is full of people, and base stations are built to the Himalayas.

The existence of cremation and cemeteries further weakens the possibility of ghosts' existence and growth.

After such a large set of combined punches.

It can be said that for ghosts, now is really the worst era, not much better than the ancient times.

So when Wu Ding heard that there are still high-level evil ghosts now, he was really very curious.

Fan Xuan saw Wu Ding's curiosity and enthusiasm, and felt that Wu Ding had no real guide after all, and he had been in the circle for a short time. It was normal not to know some inside stories.

"It is precisely because ghosts that can cause trouble are rare now, so those who can appear are not trivial matters."

"That makes sense."

"And..." Fan Xuan paused. His expression showed a bit of vicissitudes and helplessness of not wanting to face the dangers of the world. "It would be better if it really slipped through the net."

Compared with the two possibilities of the reappearance of evil ghosts for many years and the active cultivation of evil ghosts by the evil hearts of people.

Fan Xuan would rather choose the former.

Wu Ding understood the implication.

He had a very easy time in the Conan world, but he had not forgotten the Jiu Gu Zhenren in Lu Xiaofeng's world.

He had not forgotten the people of Lianyun Eighteen Villages who fought bloody battles with blood silk on their backs, kneeling there and crying about the evil deeds of the demons who refined human souls, made zombies, and made insect poison.

Evil cultivation is always faster and more convenient than the righteous way. Although it is dangerous, the rewards are greater.

When people face greater benefits and more convenient ways, they often cannot control their greed.

Two years ago, the practitioners that Wu Ding came into contact with all looked peaceful, friendly, and Buddhist.

Under the control of the country, although they are a little arrogant and look down on others, they at least abide by the law.

However, the integrity of society will always be revealed in front of people.

Wu Ding and Fan Xuan both had the same sigh on their faces.

May the world be beautiful, but unfortunately, it is not what people wish for.

Because of the confidentiality regulations, the specific situation can only be said when Wu Ding arrives at the local area.

Wu Ding followed Fan Xuan in the gaps between various transfers.

On the plane, he took the time to arrange the social activities that were delayed for a year.

This time, he was vaccinated in advance, and his parents who knew about it were involved.

Wu Ding saved a lot of trouble.

Unlike the previous three years, the things that could happen this year were relatively limited.

The only special event was that Kaizi's wife was pregnant, and she would give birth next month.

When relatives and friends heard that Wu Ding had returned from practicing again,

the most sighed was... Wu Ding actually really went deep into it.

It's not surprising to put down everything, return to the original, and cultivate one's body and mind for a few years. Who doesn't have a dream of pastoral life?

But after Wu Ding came back two years ago, he obviously became rich.

It's not a small fortune of three million, but a big fortune that can afford a villa and luxury car.

It is said that there is still a large amount of remaining assets after buying the villa.

If he lives an ordinary life, the interest in the bank is enough to live for a lifetime.

That's it! He can still not be attached to the world and continue to practice in the mountains.

That means he is really serious and has entered the door.

Some people have taken the initiative to ask if there are any products that can be purchased on behalf of others? For example, wild nectar, tea from century-old tea trees, wild golden thread vine, wild dendrobium, polygonatum, long-legged ganoderma, etc.

They trust Wu Ding's character, as long as Wu Ding hangs a link, they will definitely buy it.

Wu Ding: …………

"Don't just sit back and do nothing, it's always good to have a side job."

Wu Ding: …………

I don’t know when it started, but everything in the deep mountains and old forests is always particularly attractive. Even the stones have the effect of beautifying and prolonging life.

For this kind of IQ tax...

Hmm?

It seems that it can be considered!

The good things in the mountain and sea world are not only for prolonging life and beautifying the skin?

You can let your parents endorse it first.

As for whether it will be taken to Baidu by careful relatives and friends...

Don’t worry about it. Now his medicine refining technology has also improved.

If it is processed twice, it will be unrecognizable.

Very good, the plan is passed√

Wait until this case is settled, and go back to prepare "souvenirs".

After more than three hours of tossing, Wu Ding successfully returned from the north of the motherland to the south of the motherland.

The eyes of the people around him also changed from: This person actually wears so little - to why this person wears so much.

As soon as he arrived at the local area, the project leader came up and signed a confidentiality agreement with Wu Ding. The scope of confidentiality is that before the matter is over, the process and details of the matter shall not be disclosed to anyone.

Feeling the power of the contract on paper, Wu Ding felt very interesting.

It's not a very powerful contract, some of them just trigger the alarm.

Well, that's true, if there is any violation, there will be a curse or something like that.

Then the production cost is too high, after all, most people don't want to break the contract.

And it also seems impolite and lacks trust.

The warning type is much better, the price is cheap, the trigger mechanism is sensitive, if someone accidentally talks too much, or leaks it intentionally, then it can be judged and punished.

After signing the confidentiality agreement, Fan Xuan personally drove Wu Ding there.

Wu Ding also began to know what was going on.

The beginning of the story is quite simple, about ten years ago.

A rainstorm washed out a tomb in the mountains.

Take a closer look, oh my, ancient characters.

This sounds rare in the city, but it is a routine operation for farmers.

After all, as long as it is a place where the ancestors have been glorious, it is really easy to dig out various tombs.

It's just that most of the tombs are empty and severely damaged, with no wealth value or archaeological value.

This ancient tomb seems to have no wealth value but archaeological value.

The archaeological team came over quickly to conduct assessment and excavation.

The villagers watched the excitement at first, but there is nothing exciting about archaeology.

They brushed the object gently with a small brush for several hours and removed the first layer of soil.

Several impatient aunts wanted to rush up to help brush.

Before long, everyone lost interest in watching.

Archaeology is not an interesting activity. You can't dig out gold or silver, and all you can dig out is soil.

The owner of the tomb is not a famous person. They don't understand what the archaeological experts mean by "value".

After a few naughty children almost got into trouble, the area was immediately closed to villagers.

This research lasted for ten years.

The archaeological staff went from rotating in batches at the beginning to a few every three or five days later, and no one has come for more than a year.

In the past ten years, the village has received some subsidies for this archaeological project.

Ten years have passed, and the originally inconspicuous land has become valuable.

Some people thought about contracting the forest to plant fruit trees, and some people have inquired about it. If all the valuable things are removed by the archaeological team, the land can continue to be used.

As a result, it was reported... and checked.

"What happened?" Fan Xuan is very talented in storytelling. Wu Ding didn't even look at the information and listened to him.

"There was no archaeological team at all."

Wu Ding: ! ! ! !

"The incident that should have been reported was not actually reported at all. The people who have been coming here for nine years are not archaeological professionals."

That's really interesting.

If they are not from the archaeological team, then who is coming?

"The person in charge of this matter died three years ago."

It was a simple death from illness, and there was no flaw. It is said that there is still some genetic disease in the family, and being 67 years old is not very young. The relics have been burned for three years, and there is no clue.

The characteristic of small places is that news spreads quickly.

The men of the third uncle's cousin's daughter, who is not related?

As long as one person knows the news, everyone knows it.

As soon as this weird thing spread, there were countless answers.

The most popular claim was that the group of "archaeological team" buried treasure in the woods.

The logic was totally unreasonable, but when people encountered such things, they always wanted to guess the best.

Money was attractive, and some local hooligans couldn't help themselves that night.

They called the most trusted brothers, took flashlights, hoes, and knives and went up the mountain.

Anyway, they were not afraid of heaven or jail, and if they really dug up treasures, they would be rich. Maybe they could spend their whole lives in luxury and never worry about food and drink.

They went there and never came back.

Considering the efficiency of work, in order to get it done in one night to prevent complications, they also considered the principle of not punishing the majority.

There were 15 people who went there together to form a gang.

Just like 15 people, they never came back.

Just when their families were worried.

The villagers who heard that the 15 people had taken the lead went up again.

So the missing case turned into a murder case.

15 people died tragically at the entrance of the tomb.

It was extremely tragic, and all the witnesses were left with a huge psychological trauma, and some of them even became mentally ill on the spot.

The state agency took decisive action.

First, the public opinion was controlled.

When the villagers wanted to post the incident online. They found that the bizarre stories of major self-media were more exciting and weird than their own.

Each one was described in detail by local villagers.

And various official accounts all characterized the incident as a group of tomb robbers encountering an unexpected incident that led to death.

The mountain was closed for investigation.

The witnesses were taken for psychological treatment.

Gradually, the villagers gradually accepted the official statement.

In order to covet the treasure, those people went up the mountain in the middle of the night.

As a result, they fought each other because of uneven distribution of the spoils. This led to the tragedy.

Wu Ding finished reading the information.

I just wanted to ask, it is unscientific to only look at the death in the tomb, and it cannot mean that there is a ghost.

"Look, this is the mountain."

After driving past the barrier array, Fan Xuan asked Wu Ding to look ahead.

An ordinary green mountain in the eyes of ordinary people is simply a huge black ghost mountain in Wu Ding's eyes.

It is full of gloomy and ghostly air.

It is a clear proof: Come on, there are evil ghosts here! Maybe it is the ghost king!!!

"Fuck you. Are the people in this village still alive?"

This ghost mountain is really a ghost.

It devours human vitality to strengthen itself.

If the incident really started ten years ago, let alone other places, the nearest village should have died out.

"Compared to the worst... it's better. After the death of those 15 people, the ghost mountain seemed to have torn off all the fig leaves, and didn't care about the long-term flow of water, and suddenly became arrogant."

Several weak and elderly people in the village couldn't hold on at the moment.

Fortunately, the local snake came quickly.

The formation should be separated and sealed, the villagers should be moved and reported immediately.

"Local snake?"

"The Song family, they seem to want to take it all for themselves, so this matter cannot be made public on the task app." This is an event, but also an opportunity.

According to the rules of the Xuanmen circle, the Song family has the right to do so.

The official can only bring a few people to intervene.

"The Song family only gave the official two places, you are one, and the other is An Rou."

The girl who followed all the way in the back row nodded with a smile.

"Didn't you say that Xuanfeng is also here?"

"Xuanfeng is not a person."

"…………" That makes sense.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Wu Ding got out of the car, and a black and yellow figure immediately rushed over.

The trainer exclaimed from behind.

"Xuanfeng! Come back!"

Knowing how much strength he had now, Xuanfeng braked urgently in front of Wu Ding.

Stand at attention, sit well, and shake his tail hard.

"Xuanfeng, it's been a year."

[Long time no see, Wu Ding, I miss you very much. ]

The man and the beast were planning to reminisce about the past.

The ghost energy over there exploded further.

Everyone at the scene frowned in unison, feeling uncomfortable.

The amulet on Fan Xuan's body began to glow.

Wu Ding looked at the ghost mountain intently.

Something was wrong with this matter.

First of all, the fake archaeological team member incident ten years ago was not something that a ghost could do. There must be someone involved.

Secondly, this matter was too crude. It was really a great luck that it could be concealed for ten years before it broke out.

Finally...

"Looking at this momentum, there is a ghost king."

"Yesterday's report was not that strong."

Very good, the question is, is the ghost king mentally ill? He made such a huge momentum, afraid that others would not be able to wipe him out? Afraid that there were not enough people coming?

"Mr. Fan is an ordinary person, so you'd better go back quickly." A square-faced young man looked at Fan Xuan sincerely and respectfully.

Fan Xuan did not show off, and it was indeed inappropriate for him to be in the current situation.

After saying hello to Wu Ding, he decisively got in the car, and did not forget to take the trainer of the whirlwind away.

This trainer is weak and usually only serves as a translator beside Xuanfeng. It is safer to take him away.

This will save the Song family from having to count the trainer as a quota.

As soon as Fan Xuan left, the square-faced young man looked at Wu Ding with his chin. His expression was full of disdain and contempt.

The 45-degree height really made it difficult for him.

"What's your name? What can you do? Forget it... You just follow behind us later, and we will keep you safe." The eyes were on Wu Ding the whole time. The words were also said to Wu Ding. There was no scene for An Rou and Xuanfeng.

"…………"

"Don't be self-righteous and act casually, otherwise we can't care if you die." He looked up and down at Wu Ding, his eyes changed from disdain to disgust.

"…………"

"Go, I'm thirsty, go over there and get me a bottle of water." The square-faced man looked at Wu Ding's shocked expression and despised him even more. "Why don't you go quickly?"

"You are..." Wu Ding looked at the square-faced man hesitantly.

The square-faced man was even more proud, and seemed to be satisfied that Wu Ding could recognize him.

"Is he mentally retarded?"

An Rou laughed out loud from behind.

Xuan Feng also made a wheezing sound, with his eyes curved, and it was obvious that he was "laughing".

The square-faced young man was furious.

"Do you know who I am!"

"I really don't know who you are, but I can be sure that you don't know who I am."

Wu Ding took out three talismans.

He threw them to the right front.

Three talismans were inserted into the ground about ten meters ahead like sharp arrows.

Black flames burned on the three talismans.

A large shadow on the ground was burned out by the black flames, and a shrill scream was heard, and then disappeared into the air.

The faces of the Song family members not far away changed.

"Be alert."

Countless spells were cast on the ground, and they began to explore whether there were any ghosts lurking on the ground.

The square-faced young man had no time to put away the stunned expression on his face.

He saw that his feet were entangled by ghosts.

He immediately cast a spell to hit his feet.

The result was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any ripples.

The young man used many methods but none of them worked.

Seeing that the ghost had already entangled his ankle, he looked at Wu Ding anxiously.

He only saw Wu Ding, Xuanfeng and An Rou standing in a row, all looking at him with encouraging eyes.

"Come on!"