Xie Guilan was surprised to find that after she told such a weird story, except for Meng Te and Kong Xuan, who didn't look capable, no one else showed the slightest fear.
Even though she is just a talented village director, in fact it is people from a small place like her who know how to look at people and how to deal with them.
Now Yan Shouyi and the others behave completely differently from the previous mages, they look like people with real abilities!
Xie Guilan asked: "Aren't you afraid?"
Weng Qianxiang replied with a smile: "Sister Xie, even though we are young, we have a good background! This is the descendant of Lu Ban and the owner of the Dragon and Tiger Secret Text. He almost succeeded to the throne on Longhu Mountain a few days ago. The position of master! This is the most outstanding young disciple of Maoshan in recent years, and this... um..."
Weng Qianxiang originally wanted to introduce Long Feicheng, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't seem to think of any status or honor he could show off.
But obviously Xie Guilan didn't understand this, and just frowned and said: "If you want to go out and give it a try, I won't stop you, but if you are in danger, you can come back to my house at any time. Those ghosts are only here He comes out at night and will never enter other people’s homes, so you can rest assured!”
"Thank you for your concern, eldest sister."
After Yan Shouyi thanked Xie Guilan, he directly said to everyone: "Eat quickly. After eating, we will go for a walk outside the village to see what kind of monsters are causing trouble."
From Xie Guilan's words, Yan Shouyi discovered a lot of things worth noting.
First, why is it so clear that the two groups of guys mentioned by Xie Dazhi are corpses and ghosts? Is Xie Dazhi just talking nonsense, or is this really happening?
Second, why do they start wandering around the village after dark, and why do they never enter anyone's house?
Third, after Xie Dazhi and the others encountered a ghost, the ghost said, "I am looking for you." What does this mean? How did Xie Dazhi become the target of those ghosts?
Yan Shouyi has chopped down zombies, and he has also killed ghosts, but it is relatively rare for zombies and ghosts to get together.
Could it be Li Genmiao's work again?
Yan Shouyi had a vague feeling that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and it was definitely not just a ghost.
By the time everyone had eaten and drank enough, it was nine o'clock in the evening.
At this point in the city, nightlife has just begun, and it is the time when young people are most energetic. But in the village, everyone has no entertainment activities and can only go to bed early.
Meng Te and Kong Xuan were still in good spirits, but Yan Shouyi considered that the situation tonight was complicated and finally decided to leave them at Xie Guilan's house and let Weng Qianxiang stay to protect them.
Although Weng Qianxiang is a painter, he also has some skills and is more than enough to protect them.
After nine o'clock, Yan Shouyi left a few Taoist charms to ward off evil spirits at Xie Guilan's house, and then walked out of Xie Guilan's house with Long Feicheng and Han San.
Looking back, it seemed that Xie Guilan's house had merged with the darkness. There was only one door frame in the darkness, and Weng Qianxiang and the others stood in the door frame and looked worriedly at Yan Shouyi and others.
…
The three of them were walking side by side on a dark country road. The reeds on both sides of the road were taller than people, and they rustled when the wind blew, which was quite strange.
Han San said coldly: "I want to see who is responsible for this!"
"Sister Xie mentioned the ghost carrying the sedan chair," Yan Shouyi said in a deep voice, "The ghost riding the sedan chair last time I saw was a ghost king."
Long Feicheng thought: "Brother Yan is talking about the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade we met in the playground of Shanghang Art School, right?"
"Yes, but what Xie Dazhi met that time was probably not the real Ghost King," Yan Shouyi analyzed. "If it was the real Ghost King, the small earth temple may not be able to protect Xie Dazhi."
The main reason why the Ghost King can become the Ghost King is that the Ghost King has some connections in the underworld and is not on the list of the underworld. As he stays in the underworld for a long time, his strength and connections are far beyond the comparison of ordinary little ghosts.
"If it's not the Ghost King, then who could it be?" Long Feicheng asked, his expression seemed to be thinking, but in fact his mind was blank, just waiting for Yan Shouyi to answer it for him.
Yan Shouyi replied: "Most of them are the subordinates of the Ghost King, the kind of subordinates who are under one ghost and above all ghosts."
Han San snorted coldly, pulled out the money sword, waved it a few times, and said: "It doesn't matter who it is, even if it is the Ghost King, I will still cut it down!"
Yan Shouyi said in surprise: "Have you ever beaten the Ghost King?"
"No." Han San shook his head.
"Then you think you are the opponent of the Ghost King?"
"...Brother Yan, you are here too!" Han San said with a cheeky smile.
Long Feicheng grabbed one of Yan Shouyi's arms: "Hold my brother Yan's thigh tight!"
"You're holding my arm, get out of here." Yan Shouyi pushed Long Feicheng away with a look of disgust on his face. If some monster suddenly appeared, and there was a Long Feicheng hanging on his body, he might not even be able to fight back. The chance is gone.
At this moment, Han San sniffed his nose and said seriously: "Brother Yan, have you heard this?"
"Smell it."
Long Feicheng raised his hand in embarrassment: "I admit, I secretly farted just now."
"Fuck!" Yan Shouyi and Han San cursed in unison.
"What we smell is not your stuffy fart, but corpse odor." Han San explained with a dark face.
Long Feicheng took a few deep breaths, but was so smoked that he almost vomited out: "I didn't smell it!"
Yan Shouyi took out the wooden bird three yuan and said: "You haven't practiced, so naturally you can't smell it, but thank you for recycling your stuffy fart."
Regardless of Long Feicheng's depression, Yan Shou threw out Sanyuan. Sanyuan flapped its wings and flew into the sky. With a pair of green bean-sized eyes, he could clearly see the situation around the village.
"Have you found anything?" Han San asked.
Yan Shouyi's face was gloomy: "There are really two groups."
From Sanyuan's perspective, in a dense forest outside the village, the two groups Xie Dazhi mentioned really met there!
One group was a corpse with missing arms and legs, and the other group was a kid carrying a sedan.
The difference is that this time the group of corpses actually transported three coffins!
After Sanyuan gets closer, you can hear the conversation between the two parties.
The kid next to the coffin asked: "Why are there only three corpses this time? What about the souls? There can't be any less souls! Our ancestor was already very unhappy last time, and a descendant died yesterday. If not today, If you make more offerings, be careful of our ancestor losing his temper and ruining your situation!"
A one-armed corpse responded: "If our grandma hadn't helped your ancestors in these years, how could Qiantang be as stable as it is now? These three coffins are all, you don't have to push for an inch!"
