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Wu Zhiqi

Chen Dongzheng couldn't laugh or cry when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Who told you to throw things into the water? You have offended the river god, can you afford it?"

An old man with gray beard hurried over, grabbed the rope from the Yamen servant's hand, and regardless of the other man's loud curses, he pulled the buoy up repeatedly. He knelt at the water's edge and kowtowed repeatedly.

Yang Xin walked over and scolded: "You old man is so rude, do you know who is in front of you?"

The old man kowtowed ten times and then stood up, scratched his neck and said, "I don't care who you are, as long as you offend the Water God."

Although Chen Dong and others had a tough tone, they were all dressed in casual clothes. The old man really showed no fear: "You guys are not allowed to leave. When we prepare the sacrifices, come with us to make amends to the river god."

Chen Dong was so angry at the old man that he was about to scold him but then he changed his mind and said, "We didn't mean to offend the Water God, so be it! My father-in-law will take us to the village first, and when you are ready, we will come over to apologize to the Water God."

how?"

"You are sensible, come with me!" The old man took the lead and walked towards the village with a tigerish face.

Yang Xin said doubtfully: "Sir, are you trying to..."

Chen Dong sneered and said: "Wujia Village is located in a remote area, and the people must be simple and honest. They must have been fooled by the magic stick to believe in the water god's protection. Today, I will find those scammers and bring them to justice to serve as a warning to others."

"Sir, this... this is not good!" Yang Xin worriedly said: "What if..."

"What's the precaution?" Chen Dong asked displeasedly: "After we put on official uniforms, will they still dare to kill officials and rebel?"

"Yes, yes... what you are saying is..." Seeing that Shangguan was determined to eliminate harm for the people, Yang Xin naturally did not dare to say anything more, so he could only lower his head and follow Chen Dong to the village.

It happened to be Shenshi when they entered the village. Logically speaking, it should be time to cook dinner, but not only was there no smoke in Wujia Village, not even a sound of human beings could be heard. The whole village was so quiet that it was eerie.

Chen Dong couldn't help but said: "Old man, which water god do you worship? Is it He Bo or Dragon King!"

"Yes, !" The old man said four words and then closed his mouth.

Yang Xin frowned and said: "Legend has it that looks like an ape, with golden eyes and snowy teeth. He is the god of the Huai River. Many people worship him in the Jianghuai generation. Are there still people here who can worship Wu Zhi Qi?"

"Not originally." The old man said slowly: "Decades ago, a wandering Taoist priest invited to the village, and we started to worship him."

"Old man, be careful there is water on the ground..."

The old man seemed not to have heard Chen Dong's kind reminder and stepped into the puddle on the ground.

Chen Dong shook his head helplessly, and just as he was about to lift his feet to cross the water, he saw a row of handprints printed under the old man's feet.

That's right, it's a handprint.

It's like the marks made by someone who dipped their hands in water and pressed them on the ground.

"Old man, you..."

Chen Dong was shocked to find that the old man's face had been covered with a layer of dark yellow fluff. His two eyes were faintly glowing like gold. He smiled and said with a row of snow-white teeth: "Isn't it strange?

?”

More than a dozen people were so frightened that they took a few steps back. When they tried to turn around, they saw that the surroundings had turned into a mass grave covered with weeds. The old man squatted on the grave like an ape and sneered: "You want to pull me out and punish me? Hehe...

...Give me your life first!"

The old man's arm suddenly swelled several feet, and five fingers grabbed Chen Dong's chest like blades. The moment his arm cut open Chen Dong's clothes, a burst of fire suddenly burst out from Chen Dong's chest.

Golden flames instantly burned from the old man's arm all over his body. Chen Dong watched as the flesh and skin all over the old man's body suddenly seemed like incompletely burned yellow paper, flying up with sparks and ashes, and fell to the ground in a boiling fire.

What was left was a skeleton that looked like a human but not a human, a monkey but not a monkey, squatting on the grave, with its arms stretched out straight.

"Run!" I don't know who shouted, and a dozen or so people ran away as if their lives were lost. They ran along the mountain road for several miles before they encountered a village.

After seeing the crowd, the group felt relieved. Chen Dong wiped his sweat and asked the farmer at the entrance of the village: "Excuse me, what is this place?"

"Five Villages."

"Wujiacun!" Chen Dong was so frightened that he wanted to run again, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn't move.

The villager stared and said, "Didn't you just encounter a Wujia Village downstream?"

"How do you know?" Chen Dong felt a chill on his back and the hairs all over his body stood up one by one.

"You are lucky!" The villager raised his thumb and said: "The place downstream is a water hole. When the water rises, it becomes a river. When the water is shallow, a piece of land is exposed. I heard from the elders that the water flow there is evil.

Then, all the drowned people upstream were swept into that nest. If they just sink in the water like that, they will inevitably turn into water ghosts over time and come out to look for scapegoats! Let me tell you, if you encounter those people in the past few years,

There are many people in the ghost village,..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Before the villager finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Zheng who came out of the village. This Li Zheng obviously knew Yang Xin. He walked a few steps and knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "The common people pay homage to Mr. Yang."

"Get up!" Yang Xin had no intention of putting on a show now: "Hurry up and get some food for me and prepare some hot water. We need to take a rest. We have to go on the road tomorrow morning."

Chen Dong stayed in Wujiacun all night, but couldn't fall asleep. He always felt that the old man he saw during the day was squatting on the beam, looking at him and sneering. As long as he closed his eyes, the old man's palms like monkey's paws would fall from his eyes.

Apply it down and dig it into your chest.

Chen Dong spent the whole night sleeping and waking up. Before dawn, he got up and summoned his men to rush back to Jiangling.

After hearing this, Liu Zhenhao frowned and said, "That's all? If that's all, it shouldn't be ghosts and gods that are causing trouble for you."

Chen Dong whispered: "When I come back, I will immediately send people to eradicate the cemetery."

"What did you say? Why did you do this?" Liu Zhenhao said angrily: "It was understandable that you didn't believe in ghosts before. This time, you saw it with your own eyes, why did you do such a reckless thing?"

"I'm scared!" Chen Dong said with a cry: "Since I came back, I can see that old man whenever I close my eyes, and see that he wants to dig out my heart and liver. Only by eliminating him can I feel at ease. Who would have thought...

…”

Chen Dong stroked his forehead and said: "Who would have thought that in that cemetery, not only piles of monkey bones would be dug out... even monkeys, but also several mummies and a bronze statue of ."

Liu Zhenhao said solemnly: "Are you sure that is ?"
Chapter completed!
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