A corpse lay beside it, its messy hair scattered in a ball, and next to it were a few pieces of rotten mats.
The flesh on the face of the corpse was either eaten away by wild dogs or picked up by crows, leaving only bare bones and dark eye sockets.
One hand reached out from the darkness and grabbed the messy hair, and the other hand reached into the arms of the corpse.
"This man is most afraid of poverty! He is a poor man when he is alive, and he is also a poor man when he is dead. He doesn't even have any oil or water." Mao Shanming groped for a long time on the corpse, shook his head, and squatted in front of another corpse. He came down, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are dead anyway, so I will ask you to borrow some money to spend. It is useless to keep this money with you, and you can't take it there."
Then, Mao Shanming naturally took up the business of touching corpses.
"Uncle Ming, I didn't find it there."
"I didn't find it either."
Dabao and Xiaobao floated behind Mao Shanming, with their hands in a pool of nothing.
"Oh, another night of hard work was in vain. Now the dead are poorer than the living, and each one is worse than the last!" Mao Shanming got up from the ground, curled his lips and said: "Let's go to the next mass grave. I I still can’t believe that I couldn’t find a single coin this night!”
Then Mao Shanming chuckled again, "If you still can't find a copper plate, that means, it means..."
Dabao answered: "It means we can continue to cheat."
"Hehe, that's right. A living person can't urinate to death. You can't make money from a dead person, so you can only make money from a living person." Mao Shanming pulled out an umbrella from his back, "You two, come in first."
Dabao said: "Uncle Ming, it seems someone is coming."
Xiaobao said: "Yes, I also think someone is coming."
"Is someone here?" Mao Shanming was startled and said, "At this point, someone coming to this mass grave must not be a good person!"
Xiaobao asked: "Uncle Ming, what should I do?"
Mao Shanming smiled and said: "Old rule, if you are a good person, try to blackmail him less. If you are a bad person, then hehe."
As he spoke, Mao Shanming turned over and hid behind a grave.
"Sir, there is a mass grave ahead." Xiao Hong looked around and pointed.
Jing Zhou nodded and walked with Xiao Hong for a while.
These days of war and chaos, there is no shortage of corpses, which is just the right time to ask him to try this corpse poison technique.
Jing Zhou glanced around and saw several half-rotten corpses lying on the ground, with burial clothes scattered around in pieces. He didn't know whether they were bitten by wild dogs or torn apart by humans.
"Um?"
"Someone came here just now." Jing Zhou's eyes fell on a corpse.
Xiao Hong asked doubtfully: "Has someone come here just now?"
Jing Zhou pointed to a corpse in front of him, "Do you see any difference in his clothes?"
Xiaohong said: "The clothes on his chest seem to have been turned over."
Jingzhou smiled and said, "It's not a seeming thing, it's a certainty. Look at the soil next to the corpse. The freshly stepped footprints are still wet."
Mao Shanming's expression changed as the cat stood aside, and he thought to himself: "Does this guy have cat's eyes? Can he see clearly even if the black light is turned off?"
He lowered his head and glanced at the ground, which was pitch black.
In this kind of night, let alone footprints, even if you put a stone on the ground and look at it close to the ground, you may not be able to see it.
"Uncle Ming, let's go, there is a ghost next to that man."
"Yeah, that guy looks like he's not easy to deal with."
"Xiaobao and I together may not be able to beat that female ghost."
"If we are found out, we will be in ruins."
The voice of Dabao and Xiaobao came from the umbrella.
Mao Shanming curled his lips and taunted in a low voice: "You two are still ghosts, one is less courageous than the other!"
"No matter how powerful he is, can he be compared to my Uncle Ming? How powerful can this female ghost be? If you piss me off, Uncle Ming, let's see if I won't accept her!"
Dabao, Xiaobao, Uncle Ming?
Mao Shanming?
Is this "Mr. Phantom"?
Jing Zhou heard a whisper in his ears, and lightning flashed in his head.
What the hell!
I can actually meet Mao Shanming in Shijia Town.
Shouldn't this guy be helping Mr. Tan catch ghosts in Tanjia Town?
After all, a family always has to be tidy!
"Uncle Ming, I feel that this person is not easy to deal with."
"How about we sneak away quietly?"
The big treasure and the little treasure in the umbrella each say one sentence.
"Not easy to mess with? How ferocious can it be? Can it be more ferocious than a ghost?" Mao Shanming snorted twice. He is not afraid of ghosts, but he is also afraid of people?
In this world, he, Mao Shanming, is not afraid of anything but poverty!
He is a dignified Taoist priest from Maoshan, but he doesn't have thousands of oceans on his body. How ridiculous is that?
After thinking for a moment, Jingzhou looked around, his eyes fell on a grave more than ten steps away, and he said playfully: "Your butt is raised so high, like a mother-in-law who gave birth to a baby, because you are worried that I can't see it. you?"
"Discovered?"
"No way!"
Maoshan Mingdi said a few words.
Dabao said: "Uncle Ming, I really found you. He is looking at us."
Hearing Dabao's words, Mao Shanming was shocked at first, but he was Lao Jianghu after all, and he suddenly calmed down.
Mao Shanming patted his clothes a few times and stood up from behind the grave.
Mao Shanming looked at Jing Zhou, then at Xiao Hong beside him, and thought in his heart that this female ghost seemed to have a much stronger ghost aura than the little ghost he raised.
Could it be that this female ghost discovered him?
No way!
There was something covering his aura.
Seeing Mao Shanming standing on the ground in a daze, Jing Zhou ignored him and started digging slowly on the ground.
Mao Shanming is a quack magician. Although his name contains the word Maoshan, he has not even learned half of the Maoshan technique. Although his skills are not good, he has endless tricks. He often takes his two ghosts with him to trick him into eating and drinking.
Compared to Mao Shanming, a half-empty warlock, business matters are more important.
There are ghosts, monsters, and zombies in this world, and his cultivation level is very poor, so he must have some means of protection.
With Xiaohong here, he is not afraid of meeting the ghost Jingzhou. After all, powerful ghosts are either taken away by ghost messengers or recovered by Taoist priests. The ghosts that wander back to the human world are not very powerful.
It's just that this world not only has ghosts, but also zombies.
Zombies are not within the Three Realms and do not enter the six realms of reincarnation. They are much more powerful than ghosts.
For example, the royal zombies were so ferocious that even Taoist priest Qianhe was killed. In the end, Shimoku and Ikkyu took action together, and it took a lot of effort to get rid of them.
In the world of Mingyue in the Qin Dynasty, the corpse exorcist once gave him a scroll of corpse poison. Corpse Gu is a witchcraft. Although it requires a lot of mental energy, Jingzhou thought that it could also exert some power when combined with the soul exorcism bell.
Now he's going to give it a try.
"It's amazing, it's amazing, little brother, you are actually digging a grave!" Mao Shanming came to Jing Zhou's side, looked at Xiao Hong, and then was attracted by Jing Zhou's shovel.
He thought he had met a colleague who was touching corpses in the middle of the night, but now he saw that he was obviously walking longer than him.
Instead of touching the corpse, they dug the grave directly!
Is there any money to be made in digging graves?
Mao Shanming took another look at Jing Zhou's gown, which was probably worth two or three ocean dollars, and felt shaken.
Looking at the clothes I had worn for two years and reluctant to throw away, it seemed that I felt a little poor after touching the corpse.
After thinking for a while, Mao Shanming rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Little brother, I think you should stop digging. The dead people in this place are poorer than the last. Even if you dig for a long time, you won't be able to dig out a copper plate!"
"If you want to dig graves, you have to dig in the mountains. How about digging the graves of wealthy people? Do you want me to give you some advice, Uncle Ming?"
"As the saying goes, when Yang comes, there is a thin line, and when Yin comes, there is a piece of it. If the Yang is not a line, it will not be restrained, and the Yin will not be comfortable. This is the ability to find the dragon's acupoints..."
Jingzhou chuckled: "I'm not short of money."
If he hadn't known the plot, he might have actually believed Mao Shanming's words.
It’s no wonder that this guy can still live a good life with only half a bucket of water. When he becomes a magic stick, he can really fool people into knowing the east, west, north and south.
The words in Mao Shanming's mouth are seven falsehoods and three true. They are so mysterious that at first glance they sound like a real master.
If you really believe it, I’m afraid you’ll burst into tears!
"Aren't you short of money?" Mao Shanming was heartbroken.
There is no justice!
He was also raising ghosts and touching corpses, so why did this kid seem to be richer than me?
I miss him, Uncle Ming, who wakes up early in the morning and cheats people at night, but he doesn’t have half an extra piece of ocean on him!
Mao Shanming felt sorry for himself for a long time, then looked at Xiao Hong, then showed an expression that all men know, and said with a smile: "Oh, so little brother, you are planning to do that, I understand, I understand, it's just your taste, little brother Well, it’s a bit unique. According to Uncle Ming, Lichun Courtyard is better. This female corpse..."
"You know nothing!" Jingzhou cursed.
No wonder Mao Shanming is half-baked and has nothing on his mind.
Mao Shanming was not annoyed. He rolled his eyes, pondered for a moment, and pretended to be profound: "Little brother, do you know that this person belongs to Yang and the ghost belongs to Yin. If humans and ghosts are together for a long time, they will inevitably be affected. Look at you. There's a black air on his face! If I get to deal with this female corpse again..."
"I see you have a dark look on your face." Jing Zhou replied calmly.
Mao Shanming's prepared remarks were immediately blocked by Jing Zhou's words.
This kid is not fooled!
Judging from his aura, this kid doesn't know the slightest bit of Taoism. When he heard such secrets, he shouldn't have asked, Master, is there any way?
"You...don't believe it. Without the guidance of the master, little brother, you will not live to be thirty!" As he said, Mao Shanming took out two yellow talismans from his arms. If you don't believe it, I will The Heavenly Master will ask you to see what the Taoist master means.
Jingzhou was annoyed by the chirping of this half-hearted Taoist priest, "Xiao Hong, drive this blabbering guy away."
Mao Shanming said anxiously: "Hey, hey, I, Mao Shanming, am an authentic Taoist priest from Maoshan. I have obtained the true teachings of Maoshan and can exorcise, catch and subjugate demons. You..."
The next moment, Xiaohong waved her hand, and Mao Shanming's voice suddenly stopped.
Xiaohong glanced at the place where Mao Shanming disappeared and said worriedly: "Sir, he is a Taoist priest of the Maoshan sect, will he cause trouble?"
Jing Zhou smiled and said, "He is just a Maoshan Taoist priest who cheats people with food and drink, and is just a charlatan sorcerer who cheats people with food and drinks."
Fortunately, the people buried in these mass graves are all poor people, and there are few deep caves. Most of the people who died were buried in random holes.
Not long after digging, a roll of rotten mat was revealed in the pit.
Jing Zhou took a look and asked Xiao Hong to cast a spell to move the body out of the soil.
After digging up a body, Jingzhou waved the shovel and continued digging.
"Sir, let me do it instead." Xiaohong said softly.
Jingzhou was stunned, and suddenly realized that he was a little stupid, always ignoring the tireless ghost beside him.
It's easy to do things when there are ghosts around, so Xiaohong dug it much faster. After a while, there were seven or eight corpses lying on the ground.
"That's enough, no need to dig anymore." Jing Zhou called Xiao Hong to stop.
"The flesh returns to the earth, and the breath returns to the sky."
"Blood returns to water, sinews return to mountains."
"rise!"
Jing Zhou pointed his fingers together, stippling in the void, and there was a faint light floating in the air.
The next moment, Xiaohong's eyes widened.
As a ghost, her face showed the same look of horror as a living person.
With the sound of a bell ringing, the corpse on the ground slowly stood up.
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The night is as dark as ink, and the mist rises.
After midnight, the cold air came, accompanied by a mist, and the temperature in the forest became a little colder.
"Yin people go on the road, and yang people avoid it."
Suddenly a voice sounded in the forest.
Under the mist, a handful of yellow paper flew.
From behind the yellow paper, a dark shadow emerged, with two arms stretched out in front, legs straightened, and the body jumped forward.
That's a zombie!
And it’s not just one!
If a timid person sees this scene, he will immediately faint from fear.
"Brothers, you jumped wrong, you have to jump to the left."
A rather humorous remark broke the frightening atmosphere.
The four eyes jumped down from the neck of a zombie, landed in front, pressed the zombie's body and turned the front zombie ninety degrees.
"That's right, let's keep dancing."
"Wrong jump, this time I jumped forward, not left!"
"Look at your little virtue. You are so young and your brain is so inoperable. Jump forward!"
"stop!"
Simu shook the soul-calling bell in his hand, causing a row of zombies to stop.
"If I had known, I would have brought that boy from Jia Le out this time." He muttered with four eyes. He walked in front and put the zombie's arms on his shoulders.
"Come on, let's continue dancing."
The soul-calling bell rang loudly, and he jumped forward with his eyes twisted buttocks.
"I jump, I jump, I jump jump jump!"
"I jump up, I jump left, I twist my butt and jump again!"
"I jump, I..."
My eyes were dancing with joy when suddenly a "cuckoo" bird call came, and then a few crows flew out of the forest with fluttering wings.
"Is this something dirty in the middle of the night?"
With a smile on his face, he was bored out of his mind. If there was something dirty at this time, it would be a good time to add some fun.
"ding dong"
"ding dong"
Is this a bell sound?
Si Mu was confused for a moment. Could it be that he had mistakenly thought that it was not something dirty?
"I'll be a good boy!"
Suddenly his eyes widened and he saw a piece of paper money floating up.
Among the paper money, a sedan slowly came.
Although the sedan was simple, with only a few branches to ride on, it was like a wooden frame, but after seeing the sedan, his eyes and face became heavier.
"I met a big fish this time!"
"With this posture, he can't be the Ghost King!"
Si Mu swallowed his saliva, and at some point, he had a big sword in his left hand and a yellow talisman in his right hand.
There were four zombies at the front and back of the sedan. This was even dirtier than he wanted.
Being able to control four zombies to carry a sedan chair, his cultivation level is at least not inferior to him.
"Master Taoist, there is no need to panic."
A voice came from far away in the sedan.
"Is this a human voice?"
His eyes were filled with surprise, he raised his hand to push his eyes, and looked forward hard.
Two strings of dim yellow oil lamps were hung in front of the sedan, illuminating the fog slightly. There were several large vermilion characters written on the lampshades outside the lamps.
"The yin and yang of the underworld, the living beings retreat."
"The blue water falls in the yellow spring, and a hundred ghosts walk at night."
Two white figures were lying halfway on the sedan, one of them was holding a bell in his hand, which kept ringing as the sedan moved.
The shape of the bell was simple and octagonal, which was very different from the bells I had seen before. If it hadn't been for the constant ringing, everyone would have thought that what the white figure was holding was not a bell, but a bell or a tower.
Si Mu was watching curiously, when the white figure slapped the sedan with one hand, and the person turned over from the sedan and landed next to Si Mu.
"Ahem"
Jing Zhou coughed twice, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
This body is not ordinary.
Normal actions can trigger coughing.
The spiritual energy of the world here is about to be exhausted, and cultivation is extremely slow. At this rate, there is no telling when it will be restored.
Two heavy coughs woke him up.
"With four eyes in Maoshan, I have seen Taoist friends."
With four eyes and one hand bent on the index finger, he saluted with one hand. The man in front of him was only in his twenties, and looked younger than his apprentice Jia Le, but he could control several zombies to carry a sedan chair, and his cultivation was quite good.
Even he himself could only control the zombies on their way, but he couldn't lift the sedan chair.
Jingzhou smiled slightly and said, "I have met Taoist Master Simu."
He didn't expect to meet Simu here, but when he thought about Simu often chasing corpses in this area, Jingzhou understood.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, what kind of monster is this?"
Four eyes screamed in surprise, and the whole person jumped to the side like a frightened rabbit.
Only then did he notice that the other figure on the sedan was a female corpse, a female corpse that was almost the same as a living person.
The unusual Yin Qi emanated from the corpse. The four eyes had been cultivating for many years and were most sensitive to the cold Qi of ghosts. If it weren't for that Yin Qi, the face and expression of the female corpse would be just like ordinary people.
The female corpse slowly came down from the sedan, and then something even more shocking happened. The female corpse could actually speak.
"Sir, I don't feel comfortable staying with her."
Simu pushed his eyes and said in surprise: "It's actually a corpse that can talk!"
"Master Patriarch, this, this,..."
"Why do Taoist Priest Simu stand so far away? This corpse is very obedient and will not do evil." Jingzhou smiled at Simu.
Simu is the only one among the Taoist priests who wears glasses and is polite.
In the Republic of China, those who could wear glasses were all educated people. Others might overlook Simu's ability because of his scholarly appearance, but Jingzhou was so familiar with Simu that he even knew how many little goldfish he had secretly hidden.
The Taoist skills of Four Eyes and One Body are not much weaker than Uncle Nine. If you use the big move to ask the ancestor to come up behind you, Four Eyes can transform into a real man in three seconds. Ordinary ghosts and monsters can only run for their lives in front of Four Eyes.
Moreover, Si Mu can be considered a good housekeeper and is frighteningly wealthy!
A bunch of fancy magic weapons were dazzling, such as the unusually wide "big sword" in Si Mu's hands, which made Jing Zhou curious.
This sword is really big!
