In the nineties, I went to Xinjiang Province, and I had to transfer two trains from Xingcheng, which lasted about five days and four nights.

At this time, it was the end of October, and there were not many passengers going to Xinjiang Province, and there were relatively few people after Wuwei Station in Gan Province, most of them were returning to their hometowns, visiting relatives, and going on business trips.

At that time, the green train was four in opposite rows, and four people sat face to face, and the fat man and I sat in a row, and across from us was a couple, chatting with us casually along the way.

The couple thought that we were students traveling to Xinjiang Province, so they told us in the chat that the most spectacular time to go to Xinjiang Province is from June to August, when all kinds of seasonal fruits in Xinjiang Province are ripe, and there are many people who travel, do business, pick cotton flowers, pick jade, take pictures and work part-time......

It's almost November, and most of the western part of Xinjiang Province has snowed, and the climate and environment are not very good, so there are a lot fewer people.

I didn't go to school much, but I learned to read and write with my childhood playmates, and then the old traffickers forced me to teach myself for a while, and I didn't know much about Xinjiang Province......

In the evening, the old master finally came to the news.

He told me that the final decision of the meeting was a three-pronged approach.

First of all, the disciples of the three upper realms, and the three temples of Buddhism (Daxiangguo Temple, White Horse Temple, and Reclining Buddha Temple) formed several teams, and the Dharma weapons of the Dao Gate tried to transcend the souls of the dead.

Then, the elders of the upper three realms, the descendants of the hidden world Dao Sect, and the masters of the national secret service department will hold the Dao Gate power weapons, and they will find or block the seventy-one ghost generals on a full-time basis, and cooperate with each other to do their best to prevent the ghost generals from collecting the souls of the living.

Finally, the upper three roads and the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master Dao, Maoshan Dao, etc., take the heavy weapons of each sect as the altar, choose an auspicious day to sacrifice Luo Tian Dajiao, and then make follow-up plans......

When I heard this, I couldn't help but be disappointed.

These three methods are just helpless measures, and they treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

But then again, this kind of reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao order is beyond the jurisdiction of the Dao Gate, and it has the heart but the power......

The old master finally said that the collapse of the underworld had never appeared before, and there were very few measures that could be taken in the human world, so he decided to find a way to enter the ghost world with Master Shi Cheng and find out.

That's the same thing I thought, but ......

The old master seemed to have guessed my thoughts, and he told me to do things with peace of mind, saying that they had their own tricks to save their lives, and said that even if they returned to the west, they would do their best, etc.

I can't help but be in awe in my heart, don't look at the Taoist priests of the older generation of Taoist priests who have strange behaviors and withdrawn personalities, but if they encounter major events in the continuation of the survival of the world, they will still rush to the front line.

After the old master said this, he cut off the transmission, and let me interrogate him again, but he didn't answer again.

I wanted to spread the word to the old man trafficker, but when I thought of his old age and illness, and now that he was living out his old age, I immediately gave up.

When things are at the worst they will mend!

I secretly comforted myself, hoping that everything would go well in Xinjiang Province, and I would go to the ghost world to help the old master and them.

......

Under the dazzling sunlight of the early morning, we arrived at Gan Province Station the next morning and immediately changed to the Lanxin Railway.

......

The shelf in front of me was a mess, and the fat man bought a lot of food, and planned to eat from Star City to Yumen Pass...... But the next day, the food was finished.

He was not idle, the couple opposite, the uncle and aunt in the adjacent row, the little daughter-in-law and children in the back row, etc...... , he didn't leave any behind, chatted all over the place, and couldn't wait to have a tea party in the carriage, 24 hours of running water chat......

But through the fat man's nonsense, I listened to it with relish.

The couple opposite only had her husband talkative, but this man liked to brag, and when he heard the fat man's boasting, he couldn't bear it, so he directly interrupted the fat man, and then started talking about it when he was ten years old:

He said that when he was ten years old when he went to school, he was bold, and when he saw that the meal tickets printed by the school could be exchanged at the commissary, he copied more than 100 sheets with a watercolor pen overnight, and the next day he changed all the things in the commissary to the point that the stuffing was exposed, and he was wanted by the whole school......

He also said that when he was thirteen years old, he was bold and promising, and he actually took a few people to climb the wall of the detention center, wanting to experience the "day trip to the number", but as soon as he climbed in, he was stopped by a group of bald heads.

Then one person gave out a basin, and at noon he sang "socialism is good" while queuing up to eat......

When he was fifteen years old, he was so bold that he was scared, saying that several of his classmates had no money to play games, and they were all ready to rob.

He was bold, so he made a direct call to ask for takeaway, and when the takeaway came, he grabbed all the lunch change or something.

When the money ran out in the evening, he called again according to the morning phone, it was still the takeaway brother, but the tragic thing was that the little brother was accompanied by the police......

The fat man looked down on him a little, thinking that his bragging was not technical, so he chatted with the uncle and aunt next to him.

An old man insisted that there were no ghosts in this world.

He said that he had been lazy since he was a child, and he was too lazy to turn off the lights when he went to bed every day, so he said to the empty room every day before going to bed: Trouble you, help turn off the lights!

The uncle sighed and said: For more than 50 years, no kind ghost has helped me turn off the lights, alas......

Another uncle talked about how he went to the south to work.

Said that there was a female worker in the factory, suddenly on the way to work fell ill, when sent to the hospital, the doctor said that this person is a vegetative person even if he is saved, sure enough, the female worker has not woken up after the rescue.

The husband of the female worker was an idle person, so he went to the factory to ask for compensation, and the factory said that only during working hours was considered a work-related injury, and the insurance he bought could only be compensated if the person died.

So the husband of the female worker took advantage of one night to pull out his wife's respirator, and the next day he didn't care whether his wife was dead or not, so he rushed to the factory to ask for money, and was in a car accident on the road and was hit by a truck and died.

And after the female worker was removed from the respirator, she suddenly got better for some reason......

Later, the owner of the truck lost a lot of money to her, and the female worker never went to work again......

Everyone on the train had nothing to do, but they could only talk and brag and tell jokes, which gave me a lot of knowledge.

The fat man chatted with the uncles for a few words and got annoyed, and ran to this platoon to compare the length of leg hair with people, and the short people invited the long people to eat instant noodles...... ran to the other row and bet with people to hold their pee...... Later, he even asked the loser to sing, and the whole carriage was full of people and noisy......

It wasn't until night that he fell asleep humming "Meet Ninety-Eight".

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By the early morning of the third day, the train had entered the territory of Xinjiang Province.

The territory is so big that it can't fit in one time zone.

Because Xinjiang Province is large, the time difference between Xinjiang Province and the mainland is two to three hours. Our third day on the train was unusually long, until ten o'clock in the evening, when it was getting dark.

The road was flat in the Gobi, and at noon on the fifth day, we finally arrived in Wushi.

The temperature in Wushi is very low, only a few degrees during the day, and basically below zero at night, although the sun is shining in the city, the streets, buildings, and green spaces are full of snow.

I didn't contact Huang Lao's people immediately, but found a small hotel to settle in.

The fat man asked why, I said that we should investigate in advance when we are a person and do things, and if we have a certain understanding in our hearts, we will not be deceived by appearances......

The fat man made fun of me for being too tired to live, and if I think about it, I can't change my temperament for a while.

In the evening, we found a restaurant in Jiajiang Province near the train station.

The fat man wanted to try something new, so he ordered ten lamb skewers and a pilaf, while I quietly watched the flow of people at the train station thoughtfully.

The restaurant owner served a large plate of pilaf, and the fat man asked me strangely, "Why don't you have bowls and chopsticks?"

I also wondered, at this time, the boss brought another plate of lamb skewers, each skewer was the thickness of a small arm, the color was golden, steaming and dripping with mutton fat, and we looked almost stupid.

The fat man swallowed his saliva and said carefully: "Brother, this mutton skewer is too big......! Are we ordering too much?"

I didn't expect this string to be so big, and I didn't know how much it cost, so I said to him worriedly: "Put the trick on the spot, if it's too expensive for a while, we'll run, I'll run first, and then run when you're full......"

The fat man just stared at the mutton skewers and didn't care to listen to the second half of my words, picked up the mutton skewers and gnawed them, and shouted at the boss to serve the dishes and chopsticks.

The boss is a local, with deep eye sockets and high foreheads, he walked over and calmly stretched out his hand, grabbed the rice and put it in his mouth.

It turned out to be eaten like this, no wonder it was called pilaf.

The fat man wiped his hands and grabbed a handful of rice, and shouted that it was hot before he could feed it, and the boss saw a person who gave us a spoon to finish.

While eating skewers, I let go of my spiritual sense and watched the flow of people coming in and out, Wushi Railway Station connects most of the cities in Xinjiang Province, and is the hub of railway transportation, and there are naturally a lot of people.

I noticed several middle-aged people in cotton robes, who had been standing in the railway station square for nearly ten minutes, and several of them did not speak to each other, just stared silently at the exit of the station, as if waiting for someone.

After a while, an old man in a white robe wearing sunglasses walked out of the exit of the station, in good spirits, followed by two young people holding luggage.

I moved my sense closer, and the face of the white-robed old man became clear.

The old man's skin is flat and rarely wrinkled, he seems to be well-maintained, and there are more lines at the corners of his mouth, which proves that he uses a lot of muscles around his mouth and is moody.

And the sunglasses are very recognizable, and the sunglasses worn at night are either due to eye diseases or habits.

I carefully compared his image with my memory, and after I finished eating a bunch of mutton, I suddenly remembered that this old man was a "sacrificial Taoist"!

Jiang Lao mentioned him when he introduced me to the name of the evil Taoist in Feijiantan, and called Mobei "Sacrifice Daoist" Xu Xu, but I didn't expect to escape last time.

Mobei, before the Ming and Qing dynasties, Mobei specifically refers to the north of the Mongolian desert, which is about today's Outer Mongolia. However, after the Ming and Qing dynasties, the people on the rivers and lakes called Mobei generally referred to Ningxia and Gan Province, taking its meaning and not referring to its name.

"Sacrifice your life"?

I know that there is a sacrificial lake, in Qinghai, but it is small and inconspicuous, does this name refer to his origin, or does this name refer to his origin, or does it mean that he fought and died?

......

The fat man only cared about munching on the meat, and the lamb skewers on the plate had already been half solved by him.

On the square, the "sacrificial Taoist" walked towards several middle-aged people in cotton robes, and several middle-aged people waited for him to approach, bent down slightly to salute, and then led Xu Xu to the parking lot.

My spiritual range is about 50 meters, and the parking lot is more than 100 meters away from the restaurant.

I pulled the fat man who hadn't finished eating, threw down a hundred dollars, and went out of the restaurant to follow.

The fat man was quick, and when he went out, he copied two skewers of mutton, and was stumbled by me to run, and he asked as he ran:

"Brother, slow down, be careful with this string in my mouth...... Uh, okay...... Tied up ......"

The group walked to a row of stools and stopped, and I pulled the fat man to sit on the edge of the flower bed, observing vigilantly.

I saw the "sacrificial Taoist" slap a slap at a woman sitting on a stool, and then respectfully asked:

"Holy Protector, dare to ask where the Alliance Master is now, I'll wait to see it!"

The woman was wearing a yellow down jacket, about thirty or so, with a yellow and expressionless face, and she took a drink and said as she drank:

"You came quickly, only you and the leather gentleman of the nine altar masters arrived...... You go forward, there's a gray minibus......"

Gentleman Pi also ran out!?

I thought to myself, these two people are really lucky...... Nine altar masters, and alliance leaders?

Isn't it the "Shinto Alliance" in the mouth of Pi Junzi?

The evil way is called Shinto or Holy Religion to the outside world, and when the scattered people encounter hard ideas outside, they will also be touched by the light of the alliance, and the fox and the tiger are powerful.

After hearing this, the "sacrificial Taoist" bowed to the woman again before walking towards the parking lot with a few middle-aged people.

I looked back and saw that the fat man's meat skewers had been eaten, so I said to him:

"I'll give you a mission, do you see the woman in yellow?"

The fat man was rubbing the oil stains on his hands on his clothes, and when he heard me say women, he suddenly smiled when he saw it:

"Brother, what do you want me to do, is it abduction or smuffling?"

I gave him a blank look, leaned in and said:

"Give you five minutes to get to the bottom of her. ”

The fat man scratched his head, and his eyes rolled wildly to have an idea.

He gestured to me OK, then patted his clothes and stood up and walked over to the woman in yellow.

My spiritual sense followed the "sacrificed people", only to see them get on a gray bus, but for the time being, they were just sitting in the car and had not left.

It seems that this bus is still waiting for someone.

I watched the parking lot with my spiritual sense, and at the same time watched how the fat man behaved, and I had a calculation in my heart......

The fat man wore a gray cotton robe from Xingcheng to Xinjiang Province, which was already stained, and he didn't like to take a bath, and he was unkempt like to live like a beggar.

The fat man grinned, walked in front of the woman in yellow in three steps and two steps, looked at her like a fool, did not speak, just pretended to look at her affectionately.

The woman in yellow was a little surprised, looked the fat man up and down, and said:

"Who are you?...... What are you going to do?"

The fat man didn't say anything, still grinning, his eyes fiery at her.

The woman in yellow was looked a little unnatural by him, and although her face was expressionless, she said with a threatening tone:

"Go away, or the old lady will gouge out your eyeballs!"

The fat man wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said with a shy face:

"Cuihua, Zhenzhen...... Look at it, this garment is worn on the body...... Why does it fit like this? Tut-tut......-tut! I beat up and found out next to me, how are the people in my village okay? That stupid lady is okay?...... I have a saying, I say that I can't blame me!"

The woman in yellow said angrily:

"Who the hell are you?...... How dare you speak to me like that!"

The fat man laughed:

"I'm beating me...... I want to say...... Hey, hey, hey...... I want to ......"

As he spoke, the fat man stared at the chest of the woman in yellow with a hungry expression.

The woman in yellow looked at the fat man's eyes, and suddenly said angrily:

"The old lady sees that you are looking for death, and dares to tease me as the 'Anxi Holy Maiden'......"

The fat man said in a confused manner:

"Isn't it my childhood sweetheart's village head emerald flower? What has become...... What is the Holy Maiden?...... I have worked so hard to work on this pimple, do you want to save money to marry you? Don't worry, I will work for a few more years, and then I will take the foolish old lady with me, and I will be ......full of sticks and noodles every day."

The woman in yellow was so angry that her eyes widened, and she hesitated a little after she stretched out her hand suddenly, looked at the crowd around her, and then retracted her hand hatefully.

Seeing this, the fat man's mouth grinned even bigger and he smiled more happily, and he said:

"What did you just say, saint...... I know that Kai is not having a good time in this pimple! To tell me the truth, did he go to work in the hair salon opposite the station? What kind of angels, goddesses, and treasures are all the women in that place...... But it's my baby's dear! I can't do this business......"

I laughed in my heart when I heard it, I didn't think that this fat man could act, it seems that I will have to practice more in the future, develop and develop more......

The woman in yellow couldn't bear it anymore, and she didn't dare to do it in front of the public, so she had to grit her teeth and say:

"If it weren't for the alliance leader's order, I would have slaughtered you today...... You wait, when the old lady finishes her work tomorrow, the first one will come to crush you!"

The fat man listened to her and became vicious, and said again:

"Is Cuihua sick with something...... Poor, pitiful...... That emerald flower, this milk tea cup...... Do you want to take it?"

As he spoke, the fat man snatched the milk tea in her hand, and muttered:

"This plastic cup is huge...... My co-workers sold two of them for five cents last time, and I left...... Cui Hua goes to work, ...... to work"

The fat man took the milk tea cup and walked away.

The woman in yellow stared at the fat man's back, her eyes were full of anger, and as soon as the fat man walked away, she reached out and pinched it, and a light gray imp immediately appeared out of thin air, and then followed the fat man, never leaving.

What she released was a "soul chaser", "soul chaser" is also a kind of spirit, because she was timid and did not dare to directly absorb people's yang energy, and she was unwilling, so she persevered to follow, and the general evil ways used to track, so it was called "soul chaser".

The fat man also found out, but he pretended to be an ordinary person and walked away without looking back.

After the woman in yellow finished casting the spell, she looked at the fat man hatefully, then stood up and turned around and walked towards the parking lot.

I hurriedly sent a message to the fat man and asked him to come over.

The fat man returned to me with an expression of invitation on his face, expecting me to reward him with a few words.

I gave him a thumbs up, and then took out the contact information that Huang Lao gave me and asked him to contact him quickly.

As for the "soul chaser" that followed the fat man, I asked the fat man to put a "breath charm" on it to temporarily seal it.

The fat man threw the ghost in Fudi, and the pale gray ghost immediately shrank into a ball, and the color became lighter and lighter, even if the fat man opened his heavenly eyes, he could only see it vaguely.