On Wang Gensheng's side, the two drove along and exchanged words several times along the way.
That day, the two of them got off the expressway to rest. Wang Gensheng, who always liked to join in the fun, heard the sound of someone crying in the car and woke up immediately.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Yang Buwei looked at him helplessly: "Why can't you be a little curious?"
Seeing Wang Gensheng stretching his neck and looking towards the crowd, Yang Buwei said: "If you are curious, just go over and have a look."
After saying that, Yang Buwei parked the car directly on the side of the road, and the two of them walked towards the crowd in front.
When approaching the crowd, Wang Gensheng heard someone in the crowd say: "Oh, he is provoking someone. He was fine yesterday, why did he suddenly die now?"
Hearing these words with a bit of pity, Wang Gensheng patted him gently. The man seemed to be frightened, and turned around suddenly, his eyes widened, and his expression was a little distorted.
When Wang Gensheng saw him like this, he knew he was startled, and said quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just wanted to ask you what happened?"
The man came back to his senses after a while and said in a somewhat excited tone: "You can't speak? You insist on patting others on the shoulder. I'm really scared to death by you."
Wang Gensheng quickly apologized and smiled: "I'm sorry, brother, I'm just curious and want to ask what happened here?"
Seeing that the two of them had no other intentions, the man walked out of the crowd.
Yang Buwei saw that the man was not hostile to him, so he pulled him aside and asked him again.
"Brother scared you just now. We were just passing by and saw so many people gathered here, so we came to inquire."
After walking out of the crowd, the man seemed to be afraid of something. After looking around, he lowered his voice very low and said with a serious face: "I'm telling you, someone died in our village. From last night to now,
I finally found it, and now I’m lying in the ditch.”
Hearing this, Wang Gensheng thought to himself: When a person dies, shouldn't he be buried immediately? Why is there such a big fuss?
"Brother, if a person dies, shouldn't his family carry him away quickly? Why are he still lying in the ditch?"
Hearing Wang Gensheng's words, the man made a very exaggerated expression on his face, as if he had seen something terrifying. His eyes were really big, and his eyeballs were moving around.
He glanced at the banana groves on both sides of the road, then lowered his voice and said, "His death was so ugly that his family members didn't dare to touch him."
After saying this, the man seemed to be relieved and said to himself: "He is also a sinner. He has been a bachelor for most of his life. Some time ago, a widow finally lived with him.
Now that the widow is pregnant but he is dead, why do you think God bullies honest people? Alas...
The man kept shaking his head, as if feeling pity for the dead, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, took a puff, and exhaled a large puff of thick smoke.
Wang Gensheng was a little curious about how ugly his death was, and even his own family members were unwilling to touch it, so he asked again: "Brother, you just said that his death was ugly, can you tell me the reason for his death?"
Really? What does it look like when you say that the appearance of death is difficult to see?"
The man finished smoking a cigarette, and the smoke he exhaled made Yang Buwei choke and cough. Seeing him cough, the man seemed to realize that the two of them didn't know how to smoke, so he threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it.
Foot said casually:
"The person who died was a man named "Zhuzi". Yesterday afternoon I saw him working vigorously in the fields. He was a famous person in our village."
"But after I saw his death just now, I really couldn't believe my eyes. All I could see was skin and bones all over his body, and his face was all black. If it hadn't been for the watch in his hand, I might not have been able to believe it.
One can be certain that this dead man is the pillar."
When Wang Gensheng heard this man's description, he was startled. He glanced at Yang Buweijian, who was also looking at him with a frown on his face. He should also know the problem.
Before the man left, he kindly said to Wang Gensheng: "You are not from this village, so you'd better not go watch the excitement, lest you get any bad luck, leave as soon as possible."
Wang Gensheng smiled and said to him: "Okay, big brother, I will listen to you and leave now."
After the man walked away, Yang Buwei said softly: "Brother Wang, it seems that this place is not simple!"
Wang Gensheng actually already knew the reason, but he still wanted to hear what he meant and see if he thought the same as he did, so he said: "Brother Yang, what do you think happened in this place? And the dead person.
What's going on?"
Yang Buwei thought about what he was thinking, and then said seriously: "Brother Yang, I am sure there is a monk hidden in this village, and he is also a demonic monk."
"Judging from the death scene he just described, it is very likely that he was killed by this demonic monk."
Wang Gensheng nodded in agreement: "Heroes agree, Brother Yang, do we want to take a look and find this demonic monk?"
Yang Buwei thought for a moment, seemed a little embarrassed and said: "Brother Wang, if we want to stay here, then going to Kunlun Mountain will be postponed, and it is very likely that it will be postponed for more than one day. What should we do?"
Wang Gensheng has always been very decisive in the face of this kind of thing. In his eyes, he always hates evil as much as hatred.
"Brother Yang, I feel that since we have encountered this kind of thing, then we have no reason to ignore it. If we pretend that we don't know anything today, then what's the point of being monks?"
"Is it true that we practice hard just to extend our lifespan and be superior to ordinary people?"
"I think we have a more important mission, which is to help these things that ordinary people can't handle and understand. Do you think I'm right?"
Yang Buwei was so excited by what he said. He had never been proud of his status as a monk.
After hearing these words, I immediately felt that I should do something, and immediately decided to stay and find the magic monk and bring peace to the village.
"Brother Wang, I listen to you, and I will do whatever you say,"
Seeing that his statement was highly approved, Wang Gensheng patted Yang Buwei on the shoulder and said, "Let's take a look at the dead man and see if there are any other clues."