"Ghost Soldier!"

"The ghost soldier is here again!"

Seeing a group of ghost soldiers marching at the end of the Wheelho Street, the people exclaimed in unison, not even carts containing food, retreated into the alley. There were many taboos in the Dayong Kingdom, and they were wandering at night, and the locusts passed by.

, Five Plagues travel, ghost soldiers pass through the border... Whether it is the righteous god or the wild ghost, once ordinary people bump into them, they will get seriously ill at the least, and they will lose their lives at the worst.

The teacher hid in the crowded yellow mud alley, carefully poked out half of his face, looked at the approaching fog, and said in disbelief: "Is there really a ghost soldier?"

The county magistrate was still a little frightened, and a happy look on his face, "Since there are really ghost soldiers, then Zheng Ming Mansion...what is the crime of Zheng Ming Mansion?"

The teacher was stunned. The county magistrate's words were really damn reasonable. The next moment, he sighed again: "Qingling County has been declining to this point, can it still be robbed?"

As they spoke, the ghost soldiers approached and walked through the market. In the fog, the terrifying demons carrying swords and armor dragged a series of collapsed cars about a meter long. The cloth bags on the cars were stacked very high. At most, a bull can do it.

After pulling more than 2,000 kilograms, each of the food piled up on these collapsed trucks was seen to have exceeded 10,000 kilograms. The iron-wood wheels rolled over the streets of compact loess, and marked ruts were printed.

There were hundreds of ghost soldiers passing by the county, and hundreds of cars collapsed.

The ghost soldiers set out from the Jiang Family Funeral Village in the east of the county, first robbed the granary of the Zhang family at the foot of Niushou Mountain, and then marched westward. After spending more than half a night, they looted the five major tribes in the county. Things are always absurd.

The famine in Qingling County has been chaotic for several months, and hunger can be seen everywhere beside the road, but the ghost soldiers only robbed five families and easily robbed 20,000 stones of grain.

The ghost soldiers gradually approached the Bawa God Temple on the east side of the street. The spiritual blessings in the temple were in a messy robberies and hurried to the gods to submit memorials. The eight wax gods were of ancient origin, one was an ancient sage in charge of grass and trees, and the latter two were human ancestors.

The four farm officials under their rule were the gods of fields and fields, and the other were birds, beasts, land, locusts and borers.

Although there are eight wax gods in this temple, the incense and vows of believers are enshrined in a statue of god. The statue is set off by canopy brocade, wearing a red robe, holding a jade scepter in the left hand, holding a golden mace in the right hand, and nose with a nose.

He was straight and wide, wearing an eight-sided magic crown. The sparse text burned out, and Mars floated up, as if igniting the eyes of the statue. The golden beads on the altar shook, and the blue sandalwood smoke lingering in the three-legged cauldron churned up.

The cold moon is in the sky, the trolley is swallowed, and on the top of the temple with glazed tiles, the blue smoke condenses into a spirit shape, holding a scepter and holding a sword. The god's face is blurry, looking at the ghost soldiers in the street from a high place, the smoke surging between his lips, making a sound like a bell ringing

: "Who is coming?"

"Eight Wax Gods!"

"The Eight Wax Gods are revealed!"

The people hiding in the streets and alleys, and the people who pushed the doors and windows open in the narrow gaps in the house, secretly looked at the situation in the street, and saw the gods condensed from the sandalwood smoke on the temple, and cheered quietly.

The ghost general riding the beast raised his head and looked at the gods.

The magic power of the gods depends on the strength of the incense. The eight wax gods in Qingling County are ranked seventh in the divine way, and their magic power is slightly stronger than that of ordinary practitioners in the seed realm. Li Chan's way of seeing sentient beings has passed

After traveling west from Taodu Mountain and crossing the Western Regions, not only did he receive the guidance of the mysterious stone king who guarded the Great Qinglian on Fuyu Mountain, but he also received the gift of the peerless sword immortal Lu Zu, who was solved by the ninth-generation sword.

Although he had not been able to plant the Tao for a long time, he could not be treated as an ordinary person who planted the Tao.

The god did not see the depth of the ghost general at a glance, but was shocked by the green jade-like ghost eyes, and the surging sandal smoke suddenly stagnated.

The ghost general's eyes that looked at the gods were about to stop, driving the mount to continue moving forward.

Behind, the red-faced Yaksha, nearly two meters tall, carried a big flag like a horse spear, and said in a muffled voice: "Wuwei Hou has arrived, the person who blocks the road will die!"

As soon as the three words "Wuwei Hou" appeared, the sandal smoke on the god's face surging violently. Although this god is known as the Eight Wax God, it is actually not related to the ancient sages among the Eight Wax Gods. However, this Wuwei Hou is a real famous general from ancient times.

The incarnation of the ghost master.

The ghost soldiers rushed past the temple to Bawa Temple. The sandalwood smoke suddenly dissipated. The god had just appeared and hid in the temple again and stopped showing. The people stopped with their expectant shouts.

There are only the sound of the braces rubbing and the sound of the wheel hubs crushing the ground in the street.

The teacher in the alley looked pale and looked at the ghost soldiers walking across the Wheel Hoof Street, and then heading north over the county government, with a little confused look. The so-called bandits pass like combs, and soldiers pass like combs. Since ancient times, once the wartime soldiers enter.

When the city is over, there will always be incidents of plundering civilians and traitors. People are still like this, and demons should be even more cruel and cruel. But this ghost soldier walked across the street in an orderly manner and did not hurt people.

But when he saw the whereabouts of the ghost soldiers, the teacher threw these thoughts behind his mind.

"They are going to the granary."

The county magistrate looked at the mirage that was leaving in fear, "How much food is left in the warehouse?"

"It's less than four hundred stones." The teacher showed a desperate look, "If even these foods were robbed..." As he said that, he gritted his teeth and chased in the direction where the ghost soldiers left.

The county magistrate fed him behind him, but the instructor did not look back.

...

The granary of Qingling County is built on the north side of the county government. On the side is a Tisha Bridge connected by a stone road. Not far from the west of the bridge is the water and land pier facing the Jing River.

The dogs barked everywhere, and the soldiers guarding the warehouse held the lanterns and pulled the dog tightly. Facing the sudden Yin Ming army, they did not dare to have any intention of resisting.

When the ghost soldiers approached the granary, the soldiers guarding the warehouse had run away completely, and the hundreds of cyclones were covered by mirage.

There are ten grain cellars in the county warehouse. Each grain cellar has a radius of three feet in a radius, about two feet deep, and can hold nearly four thousand stones of grain. The dried cellar walls are covered with black ash, hay, wooden boards, mats, and valleys.

There is another layer of straw mat on the top.

At this time, only one of the ten grain cellars was filled with a shallow layer of grain. The cart collapsed to the side of the cellar, and bags of grain were thrown by monsters, filling one, two, and until five grain cellars.

...

It was dawn and the ghost fog was heading north, and it had reached the head of Tisha Bridge.

A sound of calling came from the south: "Wuwei Marquis! Wuwei Marquis stayed!"

The teacher stopped panting, only a few feet away. Seeing the terrifying ghost soldiers, he couldn't help but feel scared, but he mustered up the courage to shout: "General... is strict in the military administration. Although he has become a ghost, he is still

A benevolent and righteous army! Now the people in Qingling County are suffering from their livelihood. I dare to ask the general not to take away the grain stored in the warehouse again!"

The teacher shouted out something and lowered his head, not daring to look at the ghost soldiers in the fog again. But he heard a chuckle coming from the fog. The laughter was extremely short, but quite crisp, as if it was sent by a girl.

.Immediately afterwards, the voice said: "The Marquis of Wuwei borrowed 20,000 s of grain from Qingling County last time, but this time he came to repay the grain."

The teacher couldn't help but raise his head and saw a girl in red vaguely in the mist surrounded by ghost soldiers, pointing to the granary, "You might as well go over and take a look."

After saying this, the fog floated again, and once the ghosts got on the bridge, they became very blurred. After crossing the bridge, they disappeared, leaving only an empty embankment. The autumn water reflected the morning light of dawn, washed away the embankment, and the sound of tides

Looming.

The teacher was stunned for a while and ran to the granary. As soon as he arrived at the edge of the grain cellar, he saw the grain bags full of the cellar. He rushed up in disbelief, cut open a bag of grain with a dagger, and carefully picked up the flowing corn.

, his hands trembled. Then, he cut open another bag of food.

After checking five grain cellars in this way, the teacher's feet softened, he knelt on the ground, buried his head in the rice bag, and cried: "Grain, there is food..."

...

The news of the ghost soldiers returning grain was like cold water pouring in boiling oil, boiling the entire Qingling County. As soon as the sky began, the people in the county and the victims outside the city rushed to the granary in the north of the county government. The crowds were rushing, and some people shouted

When I was sending food, someone shouted to see Zheng Ming’s mansion, all over the place.

The chaos is getting worse, but Qingling County has no leader.

In Zheng's house, Zheng was forced to take the manager out and with the help of the chief clerk, the instructor, the county magistrate and others, he comforted the people, but finally he did not cause the tragic incident of trampling on others.

However, the grain was piled up in the warehouse, and the county magistrate was not there, so no one could make any decision. Just after the rooster crow, Chen Haochu, the captain of the Shenzhazisi, led a few demon-killing officials and rode his horse to Mingsha official post.

On the back of the horse, Chen Haochu's mind was in chaos. He took a lot of effort to find out the truth about the ghost soldiers' transit, but after just one night, the situation changed drastically again.

Not only Chen Haochu, but this morning, the county officials, gentry, Shinto Lingzhu, the people... the entire Qingling County was discussing the transit of the ghost soldiers, and the Changping Ghost Lord who returned the food.

The granary was in chaos, but Zheng’s house was extremely quiet.

No one knows that the "ghost master" led the hundred ghosts to mess up Qingling County, but returned to the guest house of Zheng's house. He poured half a bag of soybeans into the stone trough, mixed with the hay, and fed it.

After getting off the black donkey, he entered the house, kicked his shoes, lay on the bed, spread his arms and yawned tiredly, and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!