Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 179|Left to confuse the crowd

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The shadow of the tree shook, and the crows flew around.

The whining ghost cry hit people's ears, and several red lanterns lit up in the distance, floating in the wind.

Lu Yan was feeling novel, and Mr. Jinshui said next to him: "In fact, the ghost fire is blue. Anyone who has heard of the script should know...Oh!"

He suddenly screamed, and the few ghost fires in the distance were all scared to a halt.

Mr. Jinshui was sweating, clutching his right leg, so painful that he couldn't speak.

Ink carp used internal force to stimulate the affected area of ​​Mr. Jin Shui's right leg. The effect was immediate. The blood was quickly removed, and he could walk on the ground immediately, which might be unstable.

——It's not because the injury is bad, but the pain remains, which makes people feel that they don't dare to exert force.

In Mr. Jinshui's feeling, the pain is like a long needle pierced into the bone marrow, and it stirred twice in it.

"Sorry, the road here is rugged and difficult. If you leave it alone, the bumps of the carriage will aggravate your injury." Moli sent another aura over, this time to relieve the rigid muscles.

The meridians were stimulated, and the scholar's right leg instinctively flicked.

Moli was prepared for a long time, and after avoiding it, he steadily raised his hand to support the person.

Instead, Mr. Jin Shui was unconscious, grabbing with both hands, blurted out with a panic yell.

Only halfway through the call, the feet are already firmly on the ground. Except for the faint pain, the ankles and soles of the feet seem to have recovered. Mr. Jin Shui knew some medical skills, so he found it even more incredible. He didn't see the silver needle in Moli's hand, but his feet were really healed. Mr. Jin Shui swallowed the second half of the exclamation and thanked him embarrassingly. He looked up but saw Lu Yan staring at himself strangely.

"You scared away ghosts."

Imagine that in this desolate field, a person screamed suddenly, followed by the second sound that stopped abruptly, completely silent-after a distance, who knows what happened here?

Murdered?

Meet a wolf?

The person who pretended to be a ghost was so frightened that he didn't dare to come closer.

Looking at the red lanterns suddenly went out, Lu Yan let out a regretful sigh.

After sighing, he realized that it was not good, and immediately said sternly: "Guo...Sure enough, there are bandits gathered here, and they dare to pretend to be gods and ghosts in front of Zhuhou Temple. It is really hateful!"

The second prince thinks that Meng Qi must be very angry, and the place where the old man was buried has become a wilderness and a mess on the ground. No one can bear it! Meng Qi's face was expressionless, and Lu Yan suddenly became more flustered. His heart was up and down, lest Meng Guoshi might explode.

Worrying, someone ran into him without eyesight.

Ha, this is drowsy and someone passes a pillow!

Lu Yan looked at the dark with full of hope. Mo Li didn't know what he was thinking. He thought that the second prince had been holding back in the palace for a long time, and it was rare to see people pretending to be a ghost.

"..."

I can't help but worry about the Emperor Yongchen in the imperial palace.

Mo Lei quickly woke up and was secretly surprised at the same time.

The former prince, now Emperor Yongchen, always seemed to be able to stand on his side involuntarily, help him think about problems, and trouble him.

This is not Lu Xu's own ability, but because of his terrible situation.

The more you understand, the more you can't help but want to find a way out. It's like someone who is good at Yi sees an endgame.

"Boom, boom..."

Mo Lei's thoughts were interrupted by a dull crash.

This movement sounds like a very heavy cloth bag slamming on the ground from a distance. It is very regular. At first it was a cloth bag, and then it became several. The sounds came and went one after another, all in a wonderful way. Rhythm.

The heart seems to be beating violently along with it.

Mr. Jin Shui was the first to feel uncomfortable. He opened his mouth wide and his face flushed red, and he fell into a panic of inexplicable panic.

Even if I suspected that someone was acting in the dark, listening to the dull and rhythmic sound and looking at the desolate surroundings, I couldn't help panicking, and even had the illusion of a broken heart.

"Interesting." Meng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly.

This kind of drum-like rhythm can respond to the sound of the beating of the heart, followed by getting more and more urgent, but within the range that people can bear. Although it will not die, it is not easy.

Mo Li and Meng Qi have internal skills and will not be affected. The other two have no such good luck.

Moli even heard a few angry curses coming from the place where the red lantern was originally floating. These people in black clothes and carrying lanterns posing as ghost fires seem to be different from the cloth bags.

In a deserted Zhuhou Temple, how many batches of people pretending to be ghosts?

Mo Li was very puzzled. After looking at each other with Meng Qi, he found that Meng Guoshi didn't know what was going on.

"Boom!"

The sound of the cloth bag is louder, which indicates that they are getting closer.

Mr. Jinshui was about to breathe, and then his pupils contracted and tremblingly pointed at the dark shadow of the tree, only to see a tall stiff figure jumped out and jumped out directly.

Sure enough, it was a burlap bag-like clothes, covering his head and face, so I couldn't see anything.

The arms were stretched straight, and the legs were also straight and not bend when they jumped up. Mr. Jinshui's eyes were about to fall out, because this dress was very similar to the Xiangxi corpse in the storyteller population.

When people die in a foreign land, relatives will pay to drive the corpse to ring the bell to perform the surgery, and drive in the field while it is dark, and will not cross the village or the river. Sprinkle paper money along the way, and the dead body would jump and walk, stiff, stepping on the paper money cut out of yellow paper every step of the way.

Now there is no paper money on the ground, nor the ringtone of the corpse chaser...Is it a corpse?

Although I know that there are people pretending to be fools, it is not true that a group of cloth bags that are slowly approaching in an inhuman posture appear in front of them, which is still frightening.

When a normal person jumps forward continuously, he can't maintain his limbs stiff and not bend at all.

Mr. Jinshui tried his best to stay calm, trying to identify whether these "corpses" had wooden sticks tied to their hands and feet. It is said that the corpses in Xiangxi were a scam. The corpses were all pretended to be humans. In order to avoid being seen as flaws, he would use this Method.

As a result, a gust of wind blew by, and the sackcloth that was covered was floated up, and the bare arms could be clearly seen, with nothing tied inside.

Mr. Jinshui yelled and tried to run.

Mr. Jin Shui, whose heart was about to jump out of his cavity, fainted with a backhand when Mo Li saw the situation in bad shape.

Lu Yan looked at the cloth bags jumping in front of him, and looked at Mr. Jinshui who was supported by the ink carp and leaned against a tree. He waved his hands desperately in shock: "No, no, the doctor is merciful, I won’t run. Don’t call, don’t knock me out."

Moli: "..."

Just acupuncture! What to stun, not having such a heavy hand!

Moli was about to get rid of the bunch of sloppy cloth bags, but Meng Qi held her hands as soon as she lifted it up.

Doctor Mo looked inexplicable, he didn't do anything at this time, would he wait for the cloth bag to jump in front of him?

——Yes, that's it.

Meng Qi, with a sneer smile, looked at these "corpses" with stiff limbs like a monkey show.

The dull bang bang bang bang seemed to hit people's hearts, and Lu Yan had to cover his ears tightly.

Near, closer.

The walking corpses surrounded the carriages, almost poking Meng Qi with their straight arms.

Then the scene fell into an extremely awkward silence.

The people surrounded by intimidation neither ran nor barked, but just stood there watching the corpses with interest.

The walking corpses are also very embarrassed. They have not encountered such a situation. Usually, after scaring away the pedestrians, they can ransack the pedestrians' belongings.

Taking money is different from killing lives. If people are often killed, the government will come to clean up. How will everyone live their lives?

After the dead silence lasted for a while, the walking corpse felt that this was not good, and hurriedly jumped in place a few times under the covers.

The dull sound that was originally in line with the strange rhythm was broken, and the buzzing sound became chaotic.

I realized that some of the bad walking corpses stopped, some tried to adjust, and the result became more funny and ridiculous, and they returned to reality from the chilling ghost, as if a group of rabbits were stumbling.

"Hahaha!" Lu Yan laughed unceremoniously.

I can’t pretend this time. The leader-like man in the walking corpse angrily threw off his big robe, took out the knife hidden under the clothes, and threatened viciously, "Hand over all the money!"

Following all the cloth bags came a big transformation, all of them had short knives or iron rods in their hands.

It was terribly dark, and everyone was wearing an airtight black cloth robe in order to pretend to be a walking corpse, and the vision was very blurred. At this moment, I saw him in a hurry, and suddenly found that the person opposite seemed a little unusual.

Meng Qi can just rely on a face and an imposing manner to bluff others.

Even people who haven't seen anything in the world will feel bad instinctively and suspect that they have kicked the iron plate.

"Which road are you on?" The zombie leader's face was strange, his cheekbones protruding, and the corners of his mouth crooked when he spoke.

At this moment, he is fighting hard, holding a yin and evil breath, and opening his mouth is a set of jianghu incisions, "What incense is burned, and which Buddha do you worship? Brothers all come out to eat and eat, and get some money for the road. No life."

Mo Lei was surprised by this person's sudden withdrawal, and then followed the other's line of sight. It turned out that the carriage on his side had exposed the stuff.

The road ahead was filled with all kinds of rubble and mud pits.

Clear mud spots can be seen on the legs of the two horses, and the cowl and wheels are completely free of mud. This is very strange, unless the carriage is flying over, and the wheels do not need to touch the ground at all.

Those who dare to pretend to be ghosts usually don't believe in ghosts, so flying is impossible. The only thing left is the possibility of being carried over. These people pretending to be walking corpses can be said to be half the people of the rivers and lakes. They learned the evil skills of the corpse-driving people in Xiangxi, and used this to make money, but they were fighting hard and desperately, and they were about to shrink.

The leader of Chuizui is afraid that he will provoke a hard idea.

The kind of young heroes who came from the famous school, those people who encounter the robbery and beg for money, often cut down on behalf of the sky without saying a word.

The leader of Chuizui looked at Meng Qi, and then at Moli. He felt that the two men were young and good-looking. They were probably the kind of young people from a martial arts family who were just beginning to show off their heads, so their mouths were softened.

"Boss, what are you polite to them..."

"Shut up!"

The leader of the crooked mouth stopped drinking, he squeezed out a smile, and said at Meng Qi, "If you want to save face and pass a little money, my brothers will help you. It is true that you are asking for money near Zhuhou Temple. , And not only our family, there are no great people, but a lot of white dove fairies jump. Often pretending to be lost business travelers or women, crying and crying for sympathy to walk with passers-by, waiting for the town dozens of miles away, they rushed to identify The other party kidnapped women and had to drag them to see officials, forcing them to lose money. Although some of them have martial arts, but they don’t want to go a long way, they have to deal with a few liars! Our brothers are here in Zhuhou Temple. One piece, there is still prestige, we have to escort, and keep those Xiaoxiao who dare not get close."

Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and said: "According to you, isn't this neighborhood a liar's den?"

The leader of Crooked Mouth stagnated, but he still couldn't bear to give up.

As more and more people suffer from losses, people who often run business no longer pass by here. Only some strangers from outsiders strayed into this place, as well as poor scholars with no name.

This horrendous and widowed leader, it is the leader who occupies the best position like this, maybe it's been a long time since he was able to eat his fill. Today I heard that there were two horses and a cart coming in. Everyone was so happy that they came from the pier to see the rut. It is probably a pedantic scholar who wanted to visit Zhuhou Temple.

It doesn't matter whether you have money or not, as long as you are scared away, two horses can eat meat!

As a result, the horse meat could not be counted on. The leader of Yizui was not reconciled. He showed his nature to squeeze a couple of oils out of the stone, and used a three-inch tongue to persuade Meng Qi to buy road money.

The little abacus in the leader's heart is cracking. What is the most troublesome young heroes want to get involved with? Isn't it the lawsuit or the collusion with government officials to arrest people who are quick to deceive? If I cause trouble to the teacher, can I still have good fruit when I go back?

Seeing the person posing as a corpse babbled and changed the way to ask for money, Lu Yan was furious.

"What kind of liar? Dare to come, Ben... I will just punch one! I don't find it bothersome, let alone painful hands!"

The leader of Chuizui was very surprised. The master didn't say a word. Why did a coachman speak?

However, Meng Qi is not prepared to give them face.

"Your wicked way of driving the corpses out of Xiangxi." Meng Qi's face sank, and he shouted, "Say, why do you play ghosts and scary people here?"

The leader of Chuizui took a step back, looking alert.

One of his men saw that the situation was not good, and quietly backed away and wanted to run.

"Ah!" The escaping person fell to the ground screaming with a flower in front of his eyes.

Everyone turned their heads together, and was shocked to find that the Moli who was in the other direction just now blocked the way of a fugitive at some point.

The impulsive guy picked up the iron rod and rushed over. As a result, a gust of wind caused him to make a half-circle stupidly. When he stopped, he found that he was back where he was.

This strange phenomenon shocked their faces.

Fortunately, these people are bold and knowledgeable, so they didn't scream ashamed about ghosts.

The leader of the crooked mouth later realized that the origin of Meng Qi's Moli might be different from what he thought. He desperately thought of a way to get out, but Meng Qi didn't give him a chance to come up with a lie. He just grabbed his clothes. He picked it up.

The sound of pouring internal force appeared in my ears like a thunder.

"Where is your nest? Where is it hidden during the day, isn't it Zhuhou Temple?"