There is a small pond with weeping poplars and fragrant grass, and the sun sets slowly on the top of the wall.

If Nanhuang is wild and unruly, Woniu Village is peaceful and sleepy. The cattle stand quietly chewing grass in their mouths, and occasionally flick their tails to drive away mosquitoes.

The cow eats quickly, and then has to stand quietly to return the previously eaten food to its mouth and chew it carefully. It stands there half asleep and half awake, squinting its eyes, not looking at the slender figure walking on the field beside it.

The rainy season is coming to an end and there are only clouds in the sky with no rainfall.

Bai Yujun looked at the amount of water in the rice fields and river conditions in Woniu Village, then looked at how much water was in the well, and nodded.

"Enough rain."

Waving his hands, the strong wind picked up and blew away a piece of rain cloud that was about to fall...

Walking back to the residence along the ridge of the field, Zhang Wan was feeding the chickens, ducks and geese in the courtyard. Zhang's mother was sitting under the eaves sewing clothes. Mr. Zhang was not at home. He must have gone to see a doctor. Although his medical skills were average, he could still be considered a doctor.

Zhang Wan smiled while holding a bamboo basket.

"Yujun, you're back."

"Well, I'm back. Where's that little devil Zhang Qi?"

"In the back mountain, I was having a wild fuss with the village kids. Yesterday I stole his grandpa's writing brush and paper and said he was going to draw talismans. I don't know where he learned this."

Zhang Wan shook her head and did not see Bai Yujun's expression of embarrassment.

"I gonna go see."

I turned around and walked towards the back mountain. The back mountain was not very flat. Although I noticed the abnormality very early, I was just too lazy to pay attention to it. I hope that guy Zhang Qi would stop messing around.

"Remember to come back early for dinner~"

"Okay, I remember~"

Without looking back, he waved his hand and followed the remote path to the back mountain.

Back Mountain is not necessarily the hillside behind the house. Back Mountain is a place name. A certain mountain in the innermost valley in the north of Woniu Village is called Back Mountain. The terrain is good, with water sources and slopes. People who go into the mountains to hunt and collect herbs often go there.

There is a well for drinking water, and there are many cemeteries there. They are not the messy mass graves outside the city, but the hillsides with green mountains and beautiful water. The villagers will take good care of the cemeteries so that wild dogs will not dig at the graves and crows will scream.

Somewhere in the innermost part of the valley, beside a pond covered with green grass, Zhang Qi and a dozen children gathered around an old tomb that was three to four feet tall.

The old tomb is very old. The tombstone has been eroded by time and rain and is blurred and cannot be read. The entire tomb is made of stone bricks and is covered with moss. The stone bricks have fallen off in many places and are worn out by vicissitudes of life. Maybe it will collapse in another hundred years and gradually be replaced by the forest.

engulf.

In the grass, a certain little fat man's teeth were chattering, and his fat legs were shaking like noodles.

"Zhang...Zhang Zhang..."

It's not easy to say.

Zhang Qi was very unhappy, perhaps dissatisfied with why he recruited this useless guy into the team.

"Call me General, you said you are so fat, what are you afraid of? Isn't it the village horse who said he saw a strange old lady here? It's not like he saw a monster, so what are you afraid of?"

"But...but...but everyone in the village said that the old lady is the ghost in this grave..."

"Look at your potential, learn from Sanya. A little girl is more courageous than you, and you still want me to make you a deputy general, why not make Sanya!"

Behind him, the girl named Sanya holds a hammer in her hand. She is a head taller than other children born in the same year. She will at least be a good girl with a strong back and strong shoulders in the future.

She was driven by her family to study in a private elementary school. She was a good eater and liked to eat meat. Her father was a blacksmith in the village. Even if he could earn a little more from blacksmithing, he could not afford to support his daughter.

Fortunately, the new female teacher in the village provided lunch and had mutton to eat. Sanya fell in love with the elementary school and classes, and wished she could live in the elementary school every day.

A group of frightened children gathered towards the old grave.

There are only two people who are not afraid, one is the fearless and cunning Zhang Qi who was born in Jiang Xing, and the other is Iron Hammer Sanya who never hesitates to eat meat.

Zhang Qi feels that he will do great things in the future. He remembers that when he lived in Wangjiaji, many neighbors said that he had the aura of a king. When he was born, thousands of thunder struck the ground and the sky collapsed, and a white dragon appeared. He could be said to be the most powerful.

I had a birth vision, but I felt a little disbelieving in my heart. After all, the things I didn’t get were not my own.

I saw children holding various weapons. The butcher's son stole his father's butcher's knife, and more of it was a hatchet used for chopping firewood at home. Zhang Qi asked them to bring weapons. The most terrifying weapon found in the village was only firewood.

Knife.

The only one who stood out was Sanya, who followed Zhang Qi with the blacksmith's hammer in hand, looking at the back of Zhang Qi's head from time to time as if wondering whether to give it a try.

Zhang Qi felt his eyelids jump, and he was so frightened that he quickly asked Sanya to stand in front.

"Soldiers, listen to your orders! It is our army's duty to eliminate ghosts and monsters! We will protect Woniu Village to the death!"

Slogans can embolden you, but when the little fat man next to him heard the word "death", he trembled even more. If it weren't for the crowds in the mountains, he would have run away. He was holding a wooden stick, regretting that Zhang Qi had tricked him into coming to this mountain to die.

"Open your eyes wide! If you see a ghost, call me and Sanya!"

"As the saying goes, people are 30% afraid of ghosts and 70% of ghosts are afraid of people! A ghost is just a soul without a body! We not only have souls but also bodies! What's so scary?"

"Give me courage! Watch this general destroy evil things!"

Zhang Qi boosted morale like a general, but found that it didn't seem to have much effect.

I rolled my eyes and remembered my teacher’s teachings...

"Obey the order! I'll treat you to meat and mutton soup when you get back! Put more salt in it!"

In an instant, morale skyrocketed. Salt was expensive, so eating more salt was definitely the standard for a wealthy family.

Sanya was holding the hammer and wanted to find something to hit with excitement. She opened her cheeks and twitched. It is estimated that anyone who dares to stand in front of her at this time is guaranteed to receive a hammer. With her family's ancestral blacksmithing skills, I am afraid that until

It would be better to break and flatten you before you stop, or... to retreat a little further.

On the dry branches of a huge tree halfway up the mountain, Bai Yujun stepped on the branches and silently watched a group of children trying to die.

The mountain breeze blew by, causing the long skirt to sway slightly and the hair to flutter.

Well, when I get back, I will definitely teach this ignorant boy a lesson. He has only learned to meditate for a few days and then he starts to exorcise evil spirits. Such rashness is not a good habit and must be changed.

That thing is coming out soon.

The sky was overcast with clouds, blocking the sun. The valley was deep and gloomy.

The children gathered in front of the old grave. The bold ones knocked on the bricks with their hatchets, while the timid ones continued to shake their legs behind. Sanya was still holding the hammer, looking for something to hit hard.

Zhang Qi took out a few pieces of yellow paper from his arms. He didn't know what was drawn on them, but he used them as ghost-suppressing charms.

"Look! This is the ghost-suppressing charm that Mr. taught me to draw!"

A group of children marveled. In their eyes, Mr. was omnipotent and the most powerful. As long as he was related to Mr., he must be very powerful. Suddenly, the little fat man was no longer afraid, he was holding a wooden stick and howling.

At the top of the tree, Bai Yujun turned his head and couldn't bear to look.

The paintings are very impressive, like those abstract paintings that can only be painted by artists with beards and long hair. I have the nerve to say they are ghost-suppressing charms, but I dare to use my name to fool people, but I have thoroughly implemented the supreme secret.

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When I get back, I will not only punish him, but also let him know what it means to respect teachers and respect morality.

A little boy who is not even in the Qi refining period draws talismans to ward off evil spirits. It is not a good habit to overestimate his own abilities. If the little tree does not cultivate, he will not be straight. He must be taught what it means to live within his ability. I want to chat with more like-minded people.
Chapter completed!