This ghost was exactly what he promised. Without even waiting for Zhao Youliang to ask, he told his story like a bamboo tube.
He is a nearby villager who makes a living by digging wild ginseng into the mountains. This profession is called "mountain herder" locally.
Of course, they not only dig wild ginseng, but also pick other precious medicinal materials when they come across them.
In short, it means relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the sea to eat the sea.
On this day, after he paid homage to the "mountain god leader" enshrined in his family, he took the tools and enough dry food into the mountains, with the goal of being near Mad Dog Au.
Because this place is deep in the mountains and old forests and is inaccessible, the chance of digging up precious medicinal materials is higher.
Unexpectedly, this person's luck was really not good, and he had "nothing to gain" for several days in a row.
Seeing that all the dry food he had brought was almost gone, he prepared to return the same way.
In fact, for "mountainers", it is normal to get nothing.
If ginseng and precious medicinal materials were so easy to discover, they would be worthless.
Therefore, their business, like the antique shop, belongs to the type of "not open for three years, but open for three years".
However, fate is sometimes so magical: when he was going down the mountain, he accidentally took the wrong path and stumbled into a mass of graves.
Just when the mountain guard was secretly cursing his bad luck and preparing to find the right path, he was pleasantly surprised to find a "blood lingzhi" not far ahead.
"Blood Ganoderma" is a rare fungus plant, also known as the "spirit of vegetation", which only grows in human cemeteries.
Note that it must be a human cemetery, not places where other creatures died and were buried.
Its shape is unique, like small red umbrellas, giving people a mysterious feeling.
According to legend, Blood Ganoderma possesses immortality and is believed to be the bridge between life and death.
According to recent research, this plant may have used the unique energy contained in the tomb to nourish its growth.
The special smell in the tomb is an essential nutrient for Blood Ganoderma.
This interaction is a mystery of life that transcends modern scientific understanding.
Surprised, Fangshanren quickly came closer to check and was ecstatic after confirming that it was indeed blood Ganoderma lucidum.
He hurriedly kowtowed to the mountain three times and bowed nine times before carefully starting to dig.
I am afraid that I may accidentally destroy the integrity of the blood Ganoderma and affect the price.
But at this moment, a big dry hand suddenly stretched out from the soil, grabbed the herder's neck and pinned him to the ground.
Then a zombie bursts out of the ground and sucks his blood.
The poor mountain ranger died in a daze in the mountains.
Because he died unjustly, and because he was killed by something as disgusting as a zombie, his soul could not even be reincarnated, but instead became a "Shu Di Ling".
During the day, he was summoned back by the "mountain god leader" worshiped by his family, and at night he had to run to the place where he died.
This is repeated day after day.
This is why he would appear on the roadside to take a taxi every night.
In fact, similar supernatural events are not uncommon, just like those shown in many movies and TV series.
Those who died by jumping off the building would still jump off the building at a fixed point every day, those who died by hanging would still hang themselves on time every day, and even those who were killed would have the scene reappear every day.
These are all manifestations of lingering resentment.
I want to convey the pain I have suffered, or I hope someone can see the real scene and avenge me.
After listening to the story of the wronged soul, Xiao Li bravely asked: "So the things that harmed the people in our town have nothing to do with you?"
After hearing this, the wronged soul quickly shook his head: "It doesn't matter, of course it doesn't matter!"
"I can only wander around 'two o'clock and one line' every day. I can't leave here at all. How can I run around and harm people."
Regarding supernatural matters, Zhao Youliang and the other three were "novices" and could only look at the grasshopper spirit.
Upon seeing this, the grasshopper spirit immediately felt a sense of accomplishment and shook his head while stroking a bunch of green hair that resembled a beard.
"Quantum, according to my analysis, this kid didn't lie."
"Haha, even with this old immortal here, he wouldn't dare to lie!"
After Zhao Youliang got the affirmative answer, he immediately flattered the grasshopper again, making the grasshopper look very happy.
I just feel that the more I look at Zhao Youliang, the more pleasing and comfortable I feel.
If Zhao Youliang hadn't had the Huang family and the Hui family backing him up, he would have even offered to recognize him as his godson...
Even though she couldn't recognize her godson, Grasshopper Spirit still wanted to do more for Zhao Youliang.
Who makes people so sensible and well-behaved?
"Quantum, is there anything else you need help from me, the old god? Just ask!"
"As long as there is no danger, I will do my best to help you, old god!"
Since the grasshopper spirit took the initiative to speak, of course Zhao Youliang took advantage of him.
"Old fairy, old fairy, can you let this kid take us to the place where he died?"
"To be honest, the purpose of my visit this time is to deal with that strange corpse."
When he heard that he wanted to cause trouble for the zombie, the grasshopper spirit who had just been so generous was instantly frightened.
Just when the grasshopper was thinking about how to say his refusal without losing face, the ghost spoke.
"Little brother, that zombie killed me and left. You won't see anything if you go."
"Not only did he leave, he also ate the blood Ganoderma lucidum!"
"Well, if he doesn't eat, I can still give my wife a dream and ask her to pick it, so that their orphaned and widowed mother can have an easier life in the future..."
The ghost's words made Zhao Youliang and the others have a much different impression of him, because they themselves came here to fight for their wives and children.
From this point of view, we are all "reduced people from the end of the world", why should we have known each other before...
Therefore, Zhao Youliang's tone of voice became much softer.
First, he described the appearance of the strange corpse in the town, and then asked.
"Is it the same as the one that killed you?"
The ghost nodded repeatedly and then knelt on the ground with a thud.
"It's him! It's this beast!"
"Please also ask me to kill him, so that I can dissipate my resentment and be reincarnated!"
"Please, little brother!"
Zhao Youliang's face was full of embarrassment when he heard this: There is no need for it, because he can't beat others at all.
I dared to come here with the attitude of giving it a try or risking my life...
Notes outside the book: Mountain God Boss: The god of ginseng pickers’ faith.
The mountain god refers to the tiger, and the boss refers to a man named Sun Liang.
Some people combine them into one, which is Shenbaotou, the originator of ginseng digging.
Legend has it that the first person to break into Changbai Mountain to dig ginseng was Sun Liang, a native of Laiyang, Shandong. He and Zhang Lu dug ginseng together.
After Zhang Lu got lost, Sun Liang searched for him for seven days and nights without finding him, and finally died of starvation in the mountains.
Later generations respected Sun especially because of his kind conscience and loyalty to his friends. They said that he became a god and was in charge of Changbai Mountain, protecting the mountaineers from wolves, insects, tigers and leopards.
Those old mountain people said that if you raise the paper to the head of the mountain god and kowtow, you will be bolder. With the help of the ginseng head, you will not be afraid of anything.
