As the days passed, going to school and being on duty became everything in Wu Gen’s life. If he wasn't still receiving a salary from the school captain's mansion, Wu Gen would have wanted to spend time in school every day.
Classmate Wu Gen is absolutely obsessed with his studies and has absolutely no other thoughts. Isn't it just that I have sprinkled more powder on my body, my clothes are more neatly dressed, and my bun is smoothed. This is what Mr. Zhu taught me when I entered school. The so-called crown must be straight, ties must be knotted, and clothes must be noble and clean.
Didn't you see that Wu Gen has made great progress in his studies and has learned thousands of new words? Among a group of classmates with runny noses, he is definitely an outstanding existence. Even the words he writes are often praised by Mr. Zhu, saying that they are strong and powerful and can penetrate the back of the paper.
On weekdays, people in Xiaowei's residence are much more easy-going and less aggressive, which greatly changes other people's impressions of him. Even Cao Jinren, who had always had a dark face in the counselor's room, would occasionally nod to Wu Gen, wondering if he felt guilty for driving him out of the counselor's room.
Sun Hong, on the other hand, got closer to Lin Ruoshi and stayed away from Wu Gen when he saw them. It's no wonder that in a dye vat like Xiaowei Mansion, people will always change. Lin Ruoshi was a popular member of the school captain's office and had frequent contacts with various government offices in the city. His future was bright.
On this day, Wu Gen finished washing his horses and just walked back to the house when he heard footsteps outside the door. Just as he was about to speak, a paper ball was thrown in from the open window. Wu Gen was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked out, only to see Cao Jinren leaving with his hands behind his back.
Picking up the ball of paper, he opened it and saw that there were only four words on it, "Be careful Bi Hua."
Wu Gen thoughtfully lit the note on fire and looked at the rising smoke, his expression solemn and silent.
Early the next morning, Wu Gen went out early. He couldn't go to school today because he had to go to Yangyi to deliver a letter.
Yangyi is the county seat of Bao'an County. It is more than a hundred miles away from Dingyuan City and passes through some towns in the middle. Normally, there shouldn't be anyone trying to rob Dao, but recently I heard that some weird things happened in some villages, so Wu Gen still brought the broken knife with him, just in case.
He rode out of Dingyuan City and turned north. There are gradually more farmlands on both sides, and farmers can be seen working in the fields from time to time. Looking at the past, there is a vast expanse in front of us. This is also the largest plain in Bao'an County. When I felt comfortable, I couldn't help but whip my whip a few more times and ride faster.
Extreme happiness can easily lead to sadness. The ancients were honest and never deceived others.
When they reached a small river, the horse staggered and fell to the ground in a mud puddle on the road. Wu Gen fell off the horse and fell into the water in a flash.
The good mood along the way was gone. "Unlucky, it's really not a good time to go out today." Shaking the mud off his hands, Wu Gen regretted not reading the almanac when he went out.
He got up to check and found that the horse's leg had been injured and he couldn't run any further. Plus he was covered in mud, so he had to find a place to rest temporarily.
After leading the horse for five miles, a village finally appeared ahead, with scattered houses and only a dozen families.
Wu Gen found a house and knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response. Knocked several more times, but still no movement. With a slight push, the door opened.
"Is there anyone there?" Wu Gen hesitated for a moment and stepped into the door. As soon as he entered, he let out a strange scream and jumped out again.
Wu Gen looked solemn, raised his knife and looked around.
There were two old men sitting in the room, one an old man and one a woman. They both had strange smiles on their faces, but their heads were tilted to the side, and their bodies were covered with corpse spots, as if they had been dead for a long time.
He carefully walked up to the two of them and took a closer look. There were no external injuries on their bodies.
Both of them are quite old, with gray hair and no teeth. If it was said that he died due to illness, then they could not die together. If he was murdered by someone, why did the murderer put the deceased in such a weird posture?
After checking for a long time, Wu Gen was confused, turned around and retreated to find the head of the countryside. After all, things like dead people were not under the control of the school captain's government. After asking around all the way, I finally found the chief working in a field.
After showing his school captain's waist badge, the headmaster hurriedly climbed up from the field. This was an old man in his sixties, with high trousers, skinny as a stick, trembling and bowing to Wu Gen.
"Sir, why are you looking for this little old man?" The headman never dared to raise his head, and looked at the young man who was a high official in his eyes in panic.
Wu Gen informed the village chief of what he found at the head of the village. He thought the other party would be surprised, but he never expected that the other party would act like he was used to it.
"Sir, you don't have to worry about it. There are many such things happening these days. People who lose their lives are lonely and widowed. It's a good thing to die. You don't have to live in the world to suffer. I will finish harvesting the fields later. He took a few people and buried him with mats and rolls.
It's better to die. It's better to be a pig or a cow in the next life than to be a commoner. Old man, I really have concerns about my family. If I didn't want to go with them, I would have died a long time ago. "The man inside looked sad, as if he could see through life and death.
Wu Gen was speechless, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Old man, maybe this situation is not an isolated case, why don't you report it to the official?"
"What's the use of reporting to the official? Someone from the county came. I looked at it for a long time and couldn't see the reason. I could only settle the matter hastily. The hard thing is that those of us who survived have to help collect the corpses. This kind of land tax You still have to do it." The old man sighed.
Wu Gen has lived in a mountain village since he was a child. Many people in the village are from common people. They have heard that common people have difficulties, but they did not expect it to be so difficult.
Sighing, Wu Gen had no choice but to take out a broken piece of silver and said, "The deceased is the most important. With this money, we might as well build a thin coffin and bury those two people, so that they can be buried in peace."
The head of the village quickly withdrew his hand, "I can't do it, I can't do it. I know you have good intentions, but if this family has a coffin, what about other families? Wouldn't the villagers blame the old man for being partial?"
Wu Gen had no choice but to take the money back, "Old man, my horse has injured its leg. Is there any post office nearby?"
"Over that mountain, there is a post station where you can change your horses." The old man pointed to a hilltop in front of him.
Saying goodbye to the chief, Wu Gen led the horse and walked up the mountain. This mountain is not high. There are many trees on the mountain, and there is only a narrow mountain road for passage.
As soon as we entered the mountain road, the weather suddenly became cooler. The stone walls on both sides of the road were covered with a layer of wet moss. From time to time, water droplets slipped from the moss and fell into the ditch on the roadside. The bamboos on both sides of the road stretched out, blocking the skylight and making the mountain road darker.
Wu Gen pulled out the knife and slapped the stones on both sides as he walked, making a clanging sound.
As the saying goes, the cold forest hides the crocodiles, and the secluded paths lead to snakes. Wu Gen's move was not out of boredom. He was actually walking on this road, full of snakes, ants, and earthworms. The sound he made was also to avoid the two sides.
After walking for a long time, there was still silence all around. The horse snorted lightly and kicked the ground uneasily.
Wu Gen counted the branches hanging under the rocks on both sides, and there were already more than two thousand. These branches were specially broken down by pedestrians and placed here, which means "backing".
When we were at the bottom of the mountain, we saw that the mountain was not very high. Why have we not walked out of this road for so long?
"Haha, you are a demon." Wu Gen chuckled, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he was still on that path, but the exit was right in front of him.
I remember that Mirage couldn't do anything to me back then, this little trick...
With a mocking look on his face, Wu Gen stepped out of the intersection. The front suddenly opened up and he had reached the top of the mountain. There are many fewer trees on the top of the mountain, and huge rocks are scattered on the surface.
On a stone, there was a man sitting cross-legged, dressed in linen, with a ponytail, a huge golden earring hanging on his left ear, and the most eye-catching thing was the three sparkles tattooed on his forehead.
Wu Gen turned a blind eye and led his horse past with head held high. Nonsense, someone who behaves like this, dresses up in such weird ways, and pretends to be a ghost, don't care what he does.
"Stop." The two passed by, and a voice came from behind Wu Gen.
Wu Gen quickened his pace, pretending to be an expert, I had to stop if you asked me to. In the village where he grew up, he would not be able to survive more than three days with such stupid behavior.
"Ding..." There was a crisp sound, and Wu Gen's steps slowed down.
This soft cry kept echoing in the mind, like a flying insect, scurrying around, making people upset, and even the control of the body became less smooth.
Wu Gen remained silent, enduring the discomfort and continued to move forward. But the horse couldn't bear it and suddenly collapsed to the ground and peed.
"Why, you want to fight." Wu Gen turned his head and raised his chin at the opponent with side eyes.
The man was not angry. He flicked the earring with his index finger. Wu Gen's body trembled, his hands trembled slightly, and his body seemed to be frozen.
Huffing and puffing, Wu Gen gasped, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and took a difficult step. The broken knife was slowly drawn out and slowly pointed at the opponent.
"Looking for death." Wu Gen's eyes were red. This man's methods were so weird that he felt a hint of death.
"Not bad." With a gentle wave of Mai Yi's hand, Wu Gen regained control of his body, gasping for air and staring at the person in front of him.
"You and I are strangers to each other. Your Excellency has kept me here, is it possible that you want to treat me to a drink?" Wu Gen had a stern look on his face, and his intuition told him that the person in front of him was not something that could be dealt with by just making jokes.
"Sit down." The man cherished his words like gold and pointed at a stone in front of him, as if he were sitting down and talking.
Looking at the golden ring in the man's ear, Wu Gen Dama Jin Dao sat down and looked at the man fiercely. Since I can't leave, I think we can still talk about it. As long as you are willing to talk, it will be easy to talk about.
"My name is Xian Jiang, and I am a soul master." The man spoke directly, with an inexplicable light flashing in his narrow eyes, staring at Wu Gen as if he was seeing prey.
Seeing the "hungry" look in the man's eyes, Wu Gen shuddered, but he still straightened his neck and said: "My name is Wu Gen. Lawless nothing, the root of the root. Be happy, if something happens, don't pretend to be a ghost. "When dealing with this kind of person, you can't follow his routine.
"Your Excellency, would you like to enter the Soul Dao?" Faced with Wu Gen's rogue appearance, Xian Jiang asked directly without being impatient.
"Soul Tao?" Wu Gen has heard of this. Generally speaking, people who practice this Tao have strong souls, emphasize the soul over the body, and often have strange methods. It is said to be related to ancient witchcraft.
The art of witchcraft and Gu has led to the overthrow of several dynasties in history, which shows its destructive power. This soul master is one of them.
Ordinary people don't want to deal with soul masters, because these people specialize in cultivating souls, and their methods are quite weird. If you are not careful, you will fall into the trap. It can be said that they are despised by gods and abandoned by ghosts. Fortunately, these people also know that the world hates them, and they don't often go out for activities. However, they didn't expect that Wu Gen would bump into them here today.
Wu Gen glanced around, seeing rocks everywhere. He gave up the intention of running away and continued to pretend to be dumbfounded. "What's the benefit of learning soul skills in the Soul Tao? Isn't it getting paid?"
No matter how cold-hearted Xianjiang was, he was still a little confused. How dare someone talk to the soul master about money? Do you think this is a job?
