The Zombie Book Boy

He is old, and he has been applying for an official position every year, but he has not heard from him for a long time, which shows how unpopular that position is.

"Brother Mu, when will the wind stop blowing?" Huang Erban asked, listening to the whistling wind outside.

Mu Mu swallowed the dry food in his mouth, and said slowly: "Today we encountered a small wind, and it will take more than an hour to blow, don't worry."

A group of people were resting at this time. Along the way, adobe houses like this kind of tombs can be seen everywhere. It is said that they are specially used for people to shelter from the wind.

"According to what you said, is there still a big wind?" Wang Dashan was puzzled.

"Yes, there is a nursery rhyme in Wuhua County that sings like this, I will learn it for you." Mu Mu wiped his mouth, and beat the time with his fingers on his knees: "Blow through the small air outlet, blow it so you can blow your eyes, The big wind is blowing, blowing, blowing ghosts, three days, such a small wind, ten days, such a strong wind, blowing to and fro, blowing away countless souls, hurry, hurry, hide, hide", tune It's a bit weird, and it's sung in Nanwan's words, and I don't understand half of it, but it sounds different.

"What do you mean?" Pang Zhu asked in a low voice to Bai Jia who was beside him. Once this kid loses weight, the outline of his facial features will become clear. Yes, quite cute.

Bai Jia shunned his soft fur, and said nonsense: "It's about hiding from the wind, otherwise my life will be lost."

"Hey, this little brother understands Nanwan language?" Mu Mu's ears were sharp, and his eyes widened when he heard this.

"..." Bai Jia pretended to be aggressive and didn't say a word. Huang Erban asked beside him, "If it's always windy here, how can we live?"

Mu Mu said: "When you stay in Wuhua County for a long time, you will gradually get used to it. I don't know if there will be no wind one day, and I still miss it very much."

After thinking about it, everyone felt that it was quite reasonable, so they didn't take it seriously. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they closed their eyes and took a nap.Along the way, Bai Jia didn't move forward very much, so today is the first time that master and servant are sitting together. Fun or unusual things, the sudden changes at home did not wipe off the smile on his face, but only filled it with a hearty smile, Bai Jia listened quietly, nodding his head from time to time "hmm", Mu Mu looked at the two Getting along with the world, the eyebrows couldn't help being raised.

Because of the lack of money, when they arrived in Wuhua County, Pang Zhu and the criminal manager were sent to the racecourse, and the female family members were sent to the back kitchen of the barracks.

Huang Erban later begged enough silver in Baijia, and once he entered Wuhua County, he cleared up the relationship and wanted to make money.Facing the white silver, the Chang Shi surnamed Wu only took a 20 taels of silver ingot, and rejected the rest, but he also reminded them, just in case they are newcomers, some things should not be rushed for a while. Tell him to come back in half a year.It is said that money touches people's hearts, and that Chang Shi is not very clean, but he can hold on to it. It can only be said that there are still some ways that he does not understand. Huang Erban has no choice but to rest this thought for a while.He used the money to buy a yard on the street closest to the racecourse, set up a shop, and opened a restaurant.Afterwards, he regrouped the mule team and set off back to Shanglin County. This time, he invited a bodyguard from the bodyguard company.

However, Walen Village, which is thousands of miles away, has not been peaceful these days. The ferocious beasts hidden in the deep mountains in the past came down the mountain for no reason, hurting many villagers and making the whole village uneasy.On the other side, the old Taoist, who didn't know that the seal he had put down at the beginning had loosened, was following a group of Taoist priests in the Taiqing Palace with his young disciples, heading west.

41

Wuhua County is one of the few oases at the northern end of Nanwan. It hangs like a belt in the vast wasteland, which is very eye-catching. There is a horse farm to the west, and Bai Jia rowed it for himself next to it. A large piece of wasteland was pulled up with a few copper coins, not for growing vegetables and food, but for raising grass and grazing cattle.

Nanwan is dry all year round, with little rain, especially in Wuhua County. After winter, there is a four-month dry period. According to the local people, the rain is blown away by the wind, but this year it is abnormal. When it's meal time, there will be a patter of rain, and people who are drifting will feel frightened.

Under the stables beside the racecourse, a group of people were crowded together. They were dressed in ragged clothes, and Pang Zhu rolled up his trouser legs, squatting carelessly among them, no different from barefoot farmers.It's noon now, the sky is not cold and the rain is not heavy, it's just right for me to drench, the cracked hair on my face has been washed away by the water, and it's very comfortable, he wiped his face, pointed forward: "Grandpa Xing, which god are they worshiping?"

Not far from the stables, there are many local people. They face the north, kneel down and worship, with pious faces, and there are several dishes of offerings on the ground.

The criminal manager shook his head: "Young master, I don't know." He was just recovering from a serious illness, so he shouldn't be greedy for cold, but this Nanwan is also really dry. His old arms and legs are full of sudden death. Pi, it finally started to rain, and he said that he couldn't hide in the house.

There are quite a few like them, all of whom are waiting for crimes serving in the racecourse, either gathering or dispersing, anyway, after winter, their work is free.There was an old man in Pang Zhu's group of people, and he said leisurely, "I know about that."

Everyone looked at him in unison, the old man was very energetic, shaking his head: "This matter, we have to start from a hundred years ago."

Someone booed him: "Old Dingtou, don't be fooled, just say it quickly"

Old Ding scolded with a smile: "Impatient rogue", he pointed to the north, and said: Do you know where it is? "

"The Qida Mountains, it's such a big one, old man, don't you have dim eyesight?" In the misty rain, ink-dyed shadows cover half of the sky one after another, like a lurking giant beast. If you rush forward, if the weather is clear, you can see clearly that it is actually the back of the mountain. Although it looks close to your eyes and within reach, everyone here knows it, and it is still far away.

Old Ding was so angry that he fell back: "Don't open your eyes, did I mean the mountain, did I mean the mountain!" When he got excited, his saliva flew straight, and those who were close hurriedly moved away go.

"Old Dingtou, your mouth is really smelly, haven't you washed it for a few days?"

Old Ding stared: "Do you still want to hear it?"

"Please tell me," everyone laughed and laughed.

When Bai Jia came over with two half-grown calves, he happened to hear the old man say, "In the north of our Wuhua County, there is a small county called Bairen, which is rare because it is at the foot of the Qida Mountains." Fengshui Treasure Land was just a disaster a hundred years ago, and that land has become a taboo in Nanwan, no wonder you young people don’t know it.”

"What taboos, let's talk about it." The people who had just dispersed gathered around again.

Old Ding asked mysteriously, "Do you believe the ghost story?"

"How to say?"

Old Ding cleared his throat, and began to narrate: "A hundred years ago, as soon as the frontier war was settled, there was a riot in Bairen City. First, some local residents were kicked out, and then there was a epidemic. Almost People from a city plus officers and soldiers stationed there are all folded inside." He looked at the expressions of the people around him as he spoke, and saw that some people looked confused, and turned to say: "You must think that the person who died in vain should be the one who was killed in the mountains. The actions of the beasts disturbed by the war, as for the epidemic", he stretched his voice, showing off: "It is said that after a catastrophe, there must be a catastrophe. After the war, there are many dead people, and it is not uncommon to have a plague, don't you? Do you all think so?"

Everyone nodded repeatedly, but Lao Ding smiled and said: "If the corpse is not rotten, but the smell is unstoppable, anyone who smells it will fall down within three days. You are still so sure Is it?"

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, they all said that there must be demons in abnormal things, besides, this era still believes in ghosts and gods, being told like this, their hearts were pounding, seeing this, Old Dingtou said again: " Our land was much richer than it is now a hundred years ago, and there were not so many outlets. All the variables started after the disaster. Now, the rain is strange again. Don’t you feel flustered? The god of the mountain made an offering"

While speaking, several groups of people had already finished offering offerings one after another, and were about to stand up and return, when someone asked, "What is Baimin City like now?"

Old Dingtou sighed: "The inside is full of ghost vines, even the snakes, insects, rats and ants have been exterminated. It has been abandoned for a long time..." At this point, he suddenly stopped talking, his nose shrugged, and his head shrugged. Turning back, I saw that outside the fence, there was an extra person at some point, and Pang Zhu, who was squatting beside him before, was sitting on the fence now, and the scent came from his hand.

"Hey, Brother Bai, I brought food for your young master again." Before Old Ding could speak, a few young people looked over eagerly, their words full of envy.

Among them, there are many people who were well-to-do in the past, but now that they are so exiled, the scenery of the past has disappeared like smoke, not to mention the rich clothes and fine food, and there is not even a person who cares about them. He is full and eats well, and his small life is more comfortable than ordinary people.Just like now, people are holding a chicken leg and gnawing on it, their mouths are full of oil, and the taste is so hooked that people swallow their saliva, and the lunch just eaten is not as good as grass fodder.

Bai Jia didn't answer, but bent down and picked up two jars of wine and handed them over: "Tooth-beating sacrifice for the brothers", and there was an oiled paper bag on the seal, which was peanuts for the wine.

As soon as the wine jar came out, everyone's eyes were bright, and at that moment, two young young men, relying on their health, rushed to catch it, and they didn't forget to give Bai Jia a thumbs up: "Enough loyalty"

Bai Jia smiled and said, "I'm going to set up a tent.