A corpse lay lying aside, with messy hair scattered in a ball, and next to it were a few pieces of rotten mats.
The flesh on the face of the corpse was either eaten away by wild dogs or picked up by crows, leaving only bare bones and dark eye sockets.
One hand reached out from the darkness and grabbed the messy hair, and the other hand reached into the arms of the corpse.
"This man is most afraid of poverty! He is a poor man when he is alive, and he is also a poor man when he is dead. He doesn't even have any oil or water." Mao Shanming groped for a long time on the corpse, shook his head, and squatted in front of another corpse.
He came down, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are dead anyway, so I will ask you to borrow some money to spend. It is useless to keep this money with you, and you can't take it there."
Then, Mao Shanming naturally took up the business of touching corpses.
"Uncle Ming, I didn't find it there."
"I didn't find it either."
Dabao and Xiaobao floated behind Mao Shanming, with their hands in a pool, but there was nothing on them.
"Oh, another night of hard work was in vain. Now the dead are poorer than the living, and each one is worse than the last!" Mao Shanming got up from the ground, curled his lips and said: "Let's go to the next mass grave. I
I still can’t believe that I couldn’t find a single coin this night!”
Then Mao Shanming said hey again, "If you still can't find a copper plate, that means it means..."
Dabao answered: "It means we can continue to cheat."
"Hehe, that's right. A living person can't urinate to death. You can't make money from a dead person, so you can only make money from a living person." Mao Shanming took out an umbrella from his back, "You two come in first."
Dabao said: "Uncle Ming, it seems someone is coming."
Xiaobao said: "Yes, I also think someone is coming."
"Is someone here?" Mao Shanming was startled and said, "At this point, he must not be a good person to come to this mass grave!"
Xiaobao asked: "Uncle Ming, what should I do?"
Mao Shanming smiled and said: "Old rule, if you are a good person, try to blackmail him less. If you are a bad person, then hehe."
As he spoke, Mao Shanming turned over and hid behind a grave.
"Sir, there is a mass grave ahead." Xiao Hong looked around and pointed.
Jing Zhou nodded and walked with Xiao Hong for a while.
These days of war and chaos, there is no shortage of corpses. It is just a good time to ask him to try this corpse poison technique.
Jing Zhou glanced around and saw several half-rotten corpses lying on the ground, with burial clothes scattered around in pieces. He didn't know whether they were bitten by wild dogs or torn apart by humans.
"Um?"
"Someone came here just now." Jing Zhou's eyes fell on a corpse.
Xiao Hong asked doubtfully: "Has someone come here just now?"
Jing Zhou pointed to a corpse in front of him, "Do you see any difference in his clothes?"
Xiao Hong said: "The clothes on his chest seem to have been turned over."
Jingzhou smiled and said, "It's not a seeming thing, it's a certainty. Look at the soil next to the corpse. The freshly stepped footprints are still wet."
Mao Shanming's expression changed as the cat stood aside, and he thought to himself: "Does this guy have cat's eyes? Can he see clearly even if the black light is turned off?"
He lowered his head and glanced at the ground, which was pitch black.
In this kind of night, let alone footprints, even if you place a stone on the ground and look at it without leaning against the ground, you may not be able to see it.
"Uncle Ming, let's go, there is a ghost next to that man."
"Yeah, that guy looks like he's not easy to mess with."
"Xiaobao and I together may not be able to beat that female ghost."
"If we're discovered, we'll all be in ruins."
The sound of Dabao and Xiaobao came from the umbrella.
Mao Shanming curled his lips and taunted in a low voice: "You two are still ghosts, one is less courageous than the other!"
"No matter how powerful he is, can he be compared to my Uncle Ming? How powerful can this female ghost be? If she pisses off Uncle Ming, let's see if I accept her!"
Dabao, Xiaobao, Uncle Ming?
Mao Shanming?
Is this "Mr. Phantom"?
Jing Zhou heard a whisper in his ears, and a flash of lightning flashed in his head.
What the hell!
This is something I can actually encounter in Shijia Town, Mao Shanming.
Shouldn't this guy be helping Mr. Tan catch ghosts in Tanjia Town?
After all, a family always needs to be tidy!
"Uncle Ming, I feel like this person is not easy to mess with."
"How about we sneak away quietly?"
The big treasure and the little treasure in the umbrella each say one sentence.
"Not easy to mess with? How ferocious can it be? Can it be more ferocious than a ghost?" Mao Shanming hummed twice. He wasn't afraid of ghosts, but he was afraid of people?
In this world, he, Mao Shanming, is not afraid of anything but poverty!
He is a dignified Taoist priest from Maoshan, but he does not have hundreds of thousands of oceans on his body. How ridiculous is that?
After thinking for a moment, Jingzhou looked around, his eyes fell on a grave more than ten steps away, and he said playfully: "Your butt is raised so high, like a mother-in-law who gave birth to a baby, because you are worried that I can't see it.
you?"
"Discovered?"
"No way!"
Maoshan Mingdi cooed a few words.
Dabao said: "Uncle Ming, I really found you. He is looking at us."
Hearing Dabao's words, Mao Shanming was shocked at first, but after all, he was Lao Jianghu, and he suddenly calmed down.
Mao Shanming patted his clothes a few times and stood up from behind the grave.
Mao Shanming looked at Jing Zhou, then at Xiao Hong beside him, and thought in his heart that this female ghost seemed to have a much stronger ghost aura than the little ghost he raised.
Could it be that this female ghost discovered him?
No way!
There is something covering his body.
Seeing Mao Shanming standing on the ground in a daze, Jing Zhou ignored him and started digging slowly on the ground.
Mao Shanming is a charlatan sorcerer. Although his name contains the word Maoshan, he has not learned even half of the Maoshan technique. He is not good at the technique, but he has endless tricks. He often cheats with his two ghosts to eat and drink.
Compared to Mao Shanming, a half-empty warlock, business matters are more important.
There are ghosts, monsters, and zombies in this world, and his cultivation level is very poor, so he must have some means of protecting himself.
With Xiaohong here, he is not afraid of meeting the ghost Jingzhou. After all, powerful ghosts are either taken away by ghost messengers or recovered by Taoist priests. The ghosts that linger in the world are not powerful.
It's just that this world not only has ghosts, but also zombies.
Zombies are not within the three realms and cannot enter the six realms of reincarnation, so they are much more powerful than ghosts.
For example, the royal zombies were so vicious that even Taoist priest Qianhe was killed. In the end, Shimoku and Ikkyu took action together, and it took a lot of effort to get rid of them.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the world of Mingyue in the Qin Dynasty, the exorcist demon once gave him a volume of corpse poison. Corpse poison is a witchcraft. Although it requires a lot of spiritual energy, in the scene
Zhou Xianglai, combined with the soul expelling bell, can also exert some power.
Now he wants to give it a try.
"It's amazing, it's amazing, little brother, you are actually digging a grave!" Mao Shanming came to Jing Zhou's side, looked at Xiao Hong, and then was attracted by Jing Zhou's shovel.
He originally thought he had met a colleague who was touching corpses at midnight, but now he saw that his steps were obviously longer than his.
Instead of touching the corpse, they dug the grave directly!
Is there any money to be made in digging graves?
Taking another look at Jing Zhou's gown, which was probably worth two or three ocean dollars, Mao Shanming felt shaken.
Looking at my clothes that I have worn for two years and reluctant to throw away, it seems that I feel a little poor after touching the corpse.
After thinking for a long time, Mao Shanming rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Little brother, I think you should stop digging. The dead people in this place are poorer than the last. Even if you dig for a long time, you won't be able to dig out a copper plate!"
"If you want to dig graves, you have to dig in the mountains. How about digging the tombs of wealthy people? Do you want Uncle Ming to give you some advice?"
"As the saying goes, when Yang comes, there is a thin line, and when Yin comes, there is a piece of it. If the Yang is not a line, it will not be restrained, and the Yin will not be comfortable. This is the ability to find the dragon's acupoints..."
Jingzhou chuckled: "I'm not short of money."
If he hadn't known the plot, he might have actually believed Mao Shanming's words.
It’s no wonder that this guy is able to live a good life with only half a bucket of water. As a magic stick, he can really fool people into not knowing what to do.
The words in Mao Shanming's mouth are seven falsehoods and three true. They are so mysterious that at first glance they sound like a real master.
If you really believe it, I’m afraid you’ll burst into tears!
"Aren't you short of money?" Mao Shanming was heartbroken.
There is no justice!
He's raising ghosts and touching corpses, so why does this kid seem to be richer than him?
I miss him, Uncle Ming, who wakes up early in the morning and cheats people at night, but he doesn’t have half an extra piece of ocean on him!
Mao Shanming felt sorry for himself for a long time, then looked at Xiao Hong, then showed an expression that all men know, and said with a smile: "Oh, so little brother, you are planning to do that, I understand, I understand, it's just your taste, little brother
Well, it’s a bit unique. According to Uncle Ming, Li Chun Yuan is better. This female corpse..."
"You know nothing!" Jingzhou cursed in a low voice.
No wonder Mao Shanming is a half-hearted guy and only thinks of something in his mind.
Mao Shanming was not annoyed. He rolled his eyes, pondered for a moment, and pretended to be profound: "Little brother, do you know that this person belongs to Yang and the ghost belongs to Yin. If humans and ghosts are together for a long time, they will inevitably be affected. Look at you.
There’s a black air on his face! If I get together with this female corpse again..."
"I see you have a dark look on your face," Jing Zhou replied calmly.
Mao Shanming's prepared remarks were immediately blocked by Jing Zhou's words.
This kid is not fooled!
Judging from his aura, this kid doesn't know the slightest bit of Taoism. When he hears such secrets, he shouldn't be asking if the master has any solution?
"You...don't believe it. Without the guidance of the master, little brother, you will not live to be thirty with your body!" As he said this, Mao Shanming took out two yellow talismans from his arms. If you don't believe it, I will
The Heavenly Master then tells you to look at the Taoist master’s methods.
Jingzhou was annoyed by the chirping of this half-hearted Taoist priest, "Xiao Hong, drive this blabbering guy away."
Mao Shanming said anxiously: "Hey, hey, I, Mao Shanming, am an authentic Taoist priest from Maoshan. I have obtained the true teachings of Maoshan, and I can exorcise, catch and subjugate demons. You..."
The next moment, Xiao Hong waved her hand, and Mao Shanming's voice suddenly stopped.
Xiaohong glanced at the place where Mao Shanming disappeared and said worriedly: "Sir, he is a Taoist priest of the Maoshan sect, will he cause trouble?"
Jingzhou laughed and said, "He is just a Maoshan Taoist priest who cheats and cheats people with food and drinks."
Fortunately, the people buried in these mass graves are all poor people, and there are few deep caves. Most of the people who died were buried in random holes.
Not long after digging, a roll of rotten mat was revealed in the pit.
Jing Zhou took a look and asked Xiao Hong to cast a spell to move the body out of the soil.
After digging up a body, Jingzhou waved the shovel and continued digging.
"Sir, let me do it instead." Xiaohong said softly.
Jingzhou was stunned, and suddenly realized that he was a little stupid, always ignoring the tireless ghost beside him.
It was easy to do things when there were ghosts around, so I switched to Xiaohong to dig, and the speed was much faster. After a while, there were seven or eight corpses lying on the ground.
"That's enough, no need to dig anymore." Jing Zhou called Xiao Hong to stop.
"The flesh returns to the earth, and the breath returns to the sky."
"Blood returns to water, sinews return to mountains."
"rise!"
Jing Zhou pointed his fingers together, stippling in the void, and there was a faint light floating in the air.
The next moment, Xiaohong's eyes widened.
As a ghost, her face showed the same look of horror as a living person.
With the sound of a bell ringing, the corpse on the ground slowly stood up.
The night is as dark as ink, and the mist rises.
After midnight, the cold air came, accompanied by a mist, and the temperature in the forest became a little colder.
"Yin people go on the road, and yang people avoid it."
Suddenly a voice sounded in the forest.
Under the mist, a handful of yellow paper flew.
From behind the yellow paper, a black shadow emerged, with two arms stretched out in front, legs straightened, and the body jumped forward.
That's a zombie!
And it’s not just one!
If a timid person sees this scene, he will immediately faint from fear.
"Brothers, you jumped wrong, you have to jump to the left."
A rather humorous remark broke the frightening atmosphere.
The four eyes jumped down from the neck of a zombie, landed in front, pressed the zombie's body and turned the front zombie ninety degrees.
"That's right, let's continue dancing."
"Wrong jump, this time I jumped forward, not left!"
"Look at your little virtue. You are so young and your brain is so inoperable. Jump forward!"
"stop!"
Simu shook the soul-calling bell in his hand, causing a row of zombies to stop.
"If I had known, I would have brought that boy from Jia Le out this time." He muttered with four eyes. He walked in front and put a pair of arms of the zombie at his head on his shoulders.
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The soul-calling bell rang loudly, and he jumped forward with his eyes twisted buttocks.
"I jump, I jump, I jump jump jump!"
"I jump up, I jump left, I twist my butt and jump again!"
"I jump, I..."
My eyes were dancing with joy when suddenly a "cuckoo" bird call came, and then a few crows flew up from the forest with flapping wings.
"Is this something dirty in the middle of the night?"
With a smile on his face, he was bored out of his mind. If there was something dirty at this time, it would be a good time to add some fun.
"ding dong"
"ding dong"
Is this a bell sound?
Si Mu was confused for a moment. Could it be that he had mistakenly thought that it was not something dirty?
"I'll be a good boy!"
Suddenly his eyes widened and he saw a piece of paper money floating up.
Among the paper money, a sedan slowly came.
Although the sedan was simple, with only a few branches to ride on, it was like a wooden frame, but after seeing the sedan, his eyes and face became heavier.
“I met a big fish this time!”
"With this posture, he can't be the Ghost King!"
Si Mu swallowed his saliva, and at some point, he had a big sword in his left hand and a yellow talisman in his right hand.
There were four zombies at the front and back of the sedan. This was even dirtier than he wanted.
Being able to control four zombies to carry a sedan chair, his level of cultivation is at least not inferior to his.
"Taoist priest, don't panic."
A voice came from far away in the sedan.
"Is this a human voice?"
There was a sound of surprise in his eyes, he raised his hand to push his eyes, and looked forward hard.
Two strings of dim yellow oil lamps were hung in front of the sedan chair, illuminating the mist slightly. There were several large vermilion characters written on the lampshades outside the lamps.
"The yin and yang of the underworld, the living beings retreat."
"The blue water falls in the yellow spring, and a hundred ghosts walk at night."
Two white figures were lying half on the sedan, one of them was holding a bell in his hand, which kept ringing as the sedan moved.
The shape of the bell was simple and octagonal, which was very different from the bells I had seen before. If it hadn't been for the constant ringing, everyone would have thought that what the white figure was holding was not a bell, but a bell or a tower.
Si Mu was watching curiously, when the white figure slapped the sedan with one hand, and the person turned over from the sedan and landed next to Si Mu.
"Ahem"
Jing Zhou coughed twice, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
This body is not ordinary.
Normal actions can trigger coughing.
The spiritual energy of the world here is about to be exhausted, and cultivation is extremely slow. At this rate, there is no telling when it will be restored.
Two heavy coughs woke him up.
"Maoshan Simu, I have seen Taoist friends."
With four eyes and one hand bent on the index finger, he saluted. The man in front of him was only in his twenties. He looked younger than his apprentice Jia Le, but he could control several zombies to carry the sedan chair, and his cultivation was quite good.
Even he himself could only control the zombies to move on, but he couldn't lift the sedan chair.
Jingzhou smiled slightly and said, "I've met Taoist Priest Four Eyes."
He didn't expect to meet Simu here, but when he thought about Simu often chasing corpses in this area, Jingzhou understood.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, what kind of monster is this?"
The four eyes screamed in surprise, and the whole person jumped to the side like a frightened rabbit.
Only then did he notice that the other figure on the sedan was a female corpse, a female corpse that was almost the same as a living person.
The unusual Yin Qi emanated from the corpse. The four eyes had been cultivating for many years and were most sensitive to the cold Yin Qi of ghosts and monsters. If it weren't for that Yin Qi, the face and expression of this female corpse would be just like ordinary people.
The female corpse slowly came down from the sedan, and then something shocking happened. The female corpse could actually speak.
"Sir, I don't feel comfortable staying with her."
Si Mu rolled his eyes and exclaimed in surprise: "It's actually a corpse that can talk!"
"Master Patriarch, this, this,..."
"Why do Taoist Simu stand so far away? This corpse is very obedient and will not do evil." Jing Zhou smiled at Simu.
Simu is the only one among the Taoist priests who wears glasses and is polite.
In the Republic of China, those who could wear glasses were all educated people. Others might overlook Si Mu's ability because of his scholarly appearance, but Jingzhou was extremely familiar with Si Mu and even knew how many little goldfish he had secretly hidden.
The Taoist skills of Four Eyes and One Body are not much weaker than Uncle Nine. If you use the big move to ask the ancestor to come up behind you, Four Eyes can transform into a real man in three seconds. Ordinary ghosts and monsters can only run for their lives in front of Four Eyes.
Moreover, Si Mu can be considered a good housekeeper and is frighteningly wealthy!
A bunch of fancy magic weapons are dazzling to look at. For example, the unusually wide "big sword" in Si Mu's hands now makes Jing Zhou curious.