He pinched the horse's body with his legs, quickened his pace, and left the boundary of Laoyin Mountain.

After coming out, we saw that the sun was shining brightly outside the mountain.

In the distance between the fields and ridges, in each village, people were running back and forth, some cheering, some crying, and some saw Hu Ma coming from a distance, so they came up to meet him, knelt in front of the horse, and kowtowed to Hu Ma.

They didn't know that Hu Ma was killing evil ghosts in Laoyin Mountain, but they still remembered Hu Ma's hard work traveling between villages in the past few days.

Hu Ma also hurriedly asked them to get up. Without bowing, he just asked: "How was the matter resolved?"

"How many people were injured in the village?"

"Where are all those ghost walkers who came from other places to help?"

"..."

After these villagers said this, Hu Ma quickly comforted them and hurried towards the village ahead.

Now the dark energy that blocked the clouds and the sun has been swept away, but after suffering this disaster, the families and villages within a radius of thirty miles also have a sense of decadence that has greatly damaged their vitality.

It seems that the vitality is withering, the crops are withered and yellow, and I don’t know how long it will take to grow them again.

When I came to the village in front, I saw that there were still many ghost walkers busy. Some were taking care of the people who had been attacked by the evil spirits. They took out the herbs and boiled them for them, and told them how to take care of themselves afterwards.

Only in this way can you take good care of your body.

Some comforted the people around them, telling them not to be afraid. The evil was very serious this time, but if it is solved, it is solved, and it will not happen again.

Some people have already packed up their belongings and are ready to leave.

Hu Ma hurriedly urged him to go immediately and said: "Old sir, mother-in-law, eldest sister, there is no need to leave in a hurry."

"After a hard day, please come to the village with me. I'll prepare some wine and food to satisfy your hunger first."

"..."

Under normal circumstances, when a ghost walker comes to the village to help, the folks in the village have to buy food and wine to entertain them, and the money must be prepared proactively, and they cannot wait for others to ask for it.

But this time, the matter was too big and the people were so panicked that they couldn't care about it, but Hu Ma had to think about it.

"It's not appropriate..."

After hearing this, the ghost walkers hurriedly waved their hands and said, "We are ghost walkers, and you are the Blood Food Gang. There is no reason for us to eat your food."

"this……"

Hu Ma didn't realize this before.

The Ghost Walkers come from the village, but the Blood Food Gang is a gang organization with Tai Sui's flesh and blood as its core. The two sides are not usually on the same page.

But after thinking for a moment, he said to Xiao Hongtang: "Go to Datong and tell him that we will take rice, noodles, wine and vegetables from the village, set up a flowing table in Huanggou Village, and then invite all the ghosts around to come over. He is very enthusiastic

Come and help me, we can’t let anyone go back hungry.”

"Also... also ask him, how many casualties are there?"

"..."

Xiao Hongtang jumped off the horse and ran away with her short legs.

She found Zhou Datong quickly. Now they have not returned to Zhuangzi to rest. They are just helping to dig holes in the next village to bury those weird boys in green.

These boys in green clothes took advantage of the chaos and ran over to kill people. They were full of ferocity and unstoppable. However, after the evil spirits in green clothes were taken away, they suddenly became weak and were beaten to death by the angry villagers.

This kind of person is a typical demon. If you beat him to death, he will be beaten to death. He will dig a hole and bury it with rocks on top.

The government office with the same furnishings would probably not come over to take care of it.

Of course, even if they came to take charge, the villagers who were so angry at that time would not show mercy.

"Don't bury it yet..."

After Hu Ma knew about it, he immediately told them: "Burn it first, pour oil on it, and then mash it after it's burned."

"Crush it and bury it in a pig pen to suppress evil!"

"..."

While talking, he personally demonstrated one, and then asked Zhou Datong and others to go back to the village to get rice, noodles, vegetables and meat.

When the guys came over, the head of the village also understood what Hu Ma meant. He just mobilized some people, put up a tent in the village, put up tables and chairs, then set up a big pot, and found people to go to each village.

I shouted inside and invited the ghost walkers who helped me to come over for dinner.

However, after the living people were resettled, Hu Ma couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in her heart when she heard about the deaths and injuries of the ghost walkers.

Of the ghost walkers who came from various places to help, three died, seven or eight were seriously injured, and some were still unconscious until now after being sprayed with a breath of sinister energy by the evil spirit that suddenly became powerful.

After hearing this, Hu Ma could only sigh lowly and arrange it bit by bit.

If they are dead, they will be carefully restrained, and other ghost walkers will be asked to identify them and write down their identities and names.

This needs to be sent back properly.

For those who were injured, Zhuangzi took out the black ointment, blood wine, white food, green food, and even blood food that could see the light.

I gave them to each person one by one to treat their injuries, and then went back to the empress for reimbursement.

When these ghost walkers saw these things, they were a little surprised. They usually visited villages and villages and had a bowl of meat and vegetables. When had they ever been treated so richly?

From this point, Hu Ma did find that everyone was in the same family, but there was a big difference between the ghost walkers and the keepers. The keepers were not poor, not to mention rich, but the ghost walkers were really

simple.

Maybe what they have on them is valuable, some of the items they use when wandering around, but they are only valuable in a specific circle.

And after he settled these people, he returned to Zhuangzi and had a light sleep.

Since he left Zhuangzi's door, he has not closed his eyes for two days and three nights, and has been running around and fighting continuously. Even with the support of a person who watches the year, he can no longer hold on. When he lay down,

I slept for two hours before suddenly waking up again.

When they reached the inner courtyard, they saw Li Wazi also lying on the bed, nursing his injuries and being fed porridge.

However, Zhou Datong and others were nowhere to be found. After asking, he found out that there were many things going on in the villages and he went over to help.

Hu Mobian also washed his face, sobered himself up, and left Zhuangzi.

It was almost midnight at this time, but after such a scene, the night was even safer than during the day, but he still saw a lot of ghost walkers, who were still busy in various places.

Some were burning incense, some were burning paper, and some were setting up altars and chanting something in a low voice.

Hu Ma saw a pious and mysterious temperament on their faces, so she just stood aside silently, waiting for them to finish the Dharma before stepping forward to speak.

"Little shopkeeper."

The old man who took the cow and his grandson out to get rid of the evil spirits nodded and smiled when he saw the flax.

They usually don't have much contact with the Blood Food Gang, but they all have a good impression of Hu Ma.

Hu Ma saw him lighting up a lot of incense and walking in the field. Every time he came across a grave, he would put one in it. She was a little confused about his intention, so she politely asked in a low voice: "Old man

What sir is doing now is..."

"An Zhen."

The old man smiled with his teeth exposed and said: "You ghost man, you not only have to take care of the living, but also the dead."

"This time of trouble, not only the people suffered, but they also suffered."

"Don't look at the violent riots during the day. In fact, many of them are not voluntary. They are suppressed by evil spirits and can't help themselves. Moreover, they are seriously injured..."

"After all, they are all souls that cannot enter the underworld. They are just left in this world, waiting for death. When the haunting occurs, we have to take care of the living people, but after the haunting is over, we can't just throw them there..."

"..."

"The soul that cannot enter the underworld..."

Hearing this, Hu Ma was slightly shocked.

Hu Ma took a deep breath and looked up into the depths of the night. There were few lights in this era, and at night, everything was pitch black.

But now, in this deep night, we can see the undulating flames at the entrance of each village or in the fields. Occasionally, we can hear the low voices from the distance. They are ancient, mysterious, but also full of charm.

A reassuring temperament.

The practices of these ghost walkers seem to follow some ancient rules.

And this is exactly what I have never thought about before: Is there really an underworld in this world?

If so, why is the world so troubled and the order of yin and yang disrupted?

In my own practice, I have always paid more attention to the method of keeping the New Year's Eve, because I can see it clearly, touch it, and it is real. Although the book of keeping the New Year's Eve is overbearing, I don't know what it is.

Because it seems to be mastering power beyond one's own limits, the reincarnated person does not like this feeling of leaving his fate in the hands of others.

But this time, with the help of Tiger Tiger, he used the method in the Zhensui book, and Hu Ma truly felt the existence of that power. It seemed to be a kind of authority, as if summoning a solemn and solemn spirit.

strength.

That is not my own power, I am just using it, just like the county magistrate interrogating the prisoners under the platform.

Where does that power come from?

"Old sir, I'm not a ghost hunter. I'm just curious. Do the souls of these dead people really have a destination?"
To be continued...