Otherworldly Merchant

“This... this place is too evil for me to take this business.” Shorty old man turns around and leaves.

He's a famous exorcist. He's good at watching the wind break.

At the sight of him, the rest of the people's hearts snapped.

The old lady in the black robe immediately asked, "Master Red Hook, what's going on? What did you find? ”

“Have you ever heard of the land of the shadows?” Master Red Gourd explained with a black face: "Tang Dynasty's first divination master Yuan Tianzhi, once listed the land of the heavens as the top ten auspicious places, the top ten. The feng shui here is the top ten. Shady one. ”

“Look, that mountain behind the village, no cliffs, no grass, like a bare grave? Meanwhile, the village is convex here. The shapes of the shady ghost tomb are obvious. No one knows how many dead spirits have gathered on the mountain. I would never dare to get near half a step, I fear that I will have to earn money and spend my life.” Shorty old man waved his hands straight back into the RV.

“What shady ghost tomb? You scare people, I don't believe in this evil.” Big man stares: “My Zhong clan is never afraid of any mountain ghost monster. If you dare not go, don't go. I'll wrap this up! ”

After that, he stepped toward the village.

Old Dao shrugged his long beard in front of his chest and slightly turned his head: “Indeed, there is too much yin and yang in this place, causing the yin and yang imbalance. ”

“What does Taoist Aoyagi mean?” The old lady in the black robe turned to ask.

“The path is to be viewed at night before a decision is made.” Old Dao finished, turning to the shed.

“Amitabha Buddha!” The old monk held his hands together ten times and proclaimed the Buddha. Then he pulled out a bright, sharpened wooden fish from the robe and went forward as he knocked.

However, the direction he was heading was not a village or a construction site, but towards the west.

The old lady in the black robe found that everyone had different destinations and had some uncertainty in her heart. She turned to look at me and stopped talking.

These few people's statements, true or false, actually hide an opportunity to solicit the rewards of the Broad Groups! This is not only reluctant to go with you, but also want to find a cannon ash to send to the dead to discover the truth, and that person is the cannon ash.

I don't want to be a roadblocker, but I don't want to be cautious about this, and I'm heading toward Dafeng Village now.

The old lady in the black robe saw me heading straight for the village, and quickly followed me with her little baggage.

The village is small, but it's extra sturdy!

A stone wall was built around the village, about two metres high, and a long ditch was dug outside the wall, like a war defense, which contained a tight parcel of the village.

Next to the main road into the village, two vans were turned upside down. The van had been smashed to pieces, the glass had all been broken and the doors had been shaped. It was scorched black and apparently set on fire.

There was a heavy bulldozer lying at the entrance of the village. I wonder whose cow was tied on it?

On the stone road not far away, a group of dirt dogs stood and saw me approaching and immediately shouted out loudly.

I stopped and carefully gauged the village.

Although the villages are in the basin, I don't know why, the houses are so tall that they seem to have to crane chickens. And every rooftop is half-crushed with red wood, backlit by the sun, and I don't know what to do.

The whole village was empty and deserted. I went far into the village and never saw anyone.

There was smoke on the alfresco stove, two truncated stones filled with yellow beans, a hoe thrown in the vegetable floor, the dirt still just turned out traces, but nobody. As if this whole village had evaporated in the same time, it was a ghost village!

I was surprised and surprised, even in the middle of the day, to have a cold sweat on my back.

Suddenly, a slight chirp came from behind me.

I looked back, and a shadow rapidly hid in the corner, with a big, dark, muddy foot.

Somebody stalking me?

I pretended to find nothing, kept walking forward, and as I walked past a wall, I turned back sharply.

Both sides were walls. They were overwhelmed. I caught them at once.

That's a big boy about sixteen or seven years old, skinny bones.

He was wearing a dirty blue vest with mud all over his body, eyebrows glued together, and a lot of straw hanging from his head.

But when he was discovered, the expression on his face was not fear, but mune. As if he was insane, he couldn't move, staring at me dead.

“Little brother, is this Dafeng Village?” I pretended to be a lost man and asked him.

He shook his head, a pair of dead fish eyes still staring at me.

“Isn't it? Oops, this is trouble.” I pretended to be upset and said, "What's the name of this village? How to get to Dafeng Village. ”

He still shook his head.

Is he a mute?

I was wondering, and suddenly there was a yell in front of me: "It's all fucking dumb! ”

“People die in your village, you fucking shake your heads and you're all right?” I heard it in a moment, and it was the man in the state-of-the-art village who made the sound.

He must have found something.

I couldn't think of the boy for a while, so I rushed over to him with my voice.

There was an open space surrounded by many people.

I approached, and there was a well in the crowd, standing next to the big man, with a dead body under his feet.

The body was wet, obviously just fished out of the well - he should have been extremely thin, but some puffiness in the well blister, the beard on his chin cluttered on his face, his eyes staring round, covered in blood silk, as if he had seen something terrible in his lifetime!

Although the body was somewhat deformed, I did recognize it. It was in the meeting room of the Guangsheng Group, sitting next to me by the goatee old man Huang Tiexiu.

“A very good man dies in your village, don't you know?” The big man is still shouting, fingering the people: “If you don't talk, believe me or not, I'll light a fire and burn this bird village? ”