Chapter 35: Strange Events

Liu Meng didn't expect that the end of the little devil operation station would cause such a scary story.

However, Liu Meng didn't say anything about what the boss said, just pretended to be very scared and listened.

"I asked the old gentleman how he knew in advance that something was going to happen to the Oriental devils? The old gentleman said, didn't I listen to you? I was stunned for a moment, looking at each other with some incomprehension. The old gentleman continued, what you saw that day were the Yin soldiers borrowing the way, and those heads were the people who were about to die in this catastrophe. If you do many acts of injustice, you will be killed, and this is the number of days. After the boss finished speaking, he took a big sip of wine.

Yin Bing borrowed the way, and when he was in the village, he still often listened to the old people. And it is vivid and well-founded, although Liu Meng doesn't believe it from the bottom of his heart, the old people have a nose and an eye. What he remembered the most was the story of Wang Baoqiang told by his grandfather, and he also went to Wangjiabao to find the person called Wang Baoqiang that his grandfather said.

Wangbaoqiang is a large village dozens of miles away from Liujiatun, with hundreds of villagers living in a col backed by mountains. Although it is a village, the families live scattered, and they live in a variety of places, from the east to the west of the village, almost several miles.

Among them, there is a family of three near the mountain, and the husband is a talented man who has repeatedly fallen behind, and teaches his fourteen-year-old son Wang Baoqiang to read all day long.

The emperor is far away, and few people care about the official mansions of all dynasties, which can be regarded as a paradise outside the world. The only bad thing is that there is a group of bandits of 1,000 people in the rolling mountains, and the leader is known as Wu Hemp, who wants to harass and harass the surrounding people from time to time, although they do not kill people, it is inevitable to rob a few cattle and sheep.

On this day, I don't know who sent the news that Wu Haozi dug up a jade seal from an ancient tomb in the mountains, and the ghost thought that he was the reincarnation of a real dragon and wanted to establish himself as the emperor. In order to show benevolence and righteousness, he also made a vow that he would not loot for three years.

Who became the emperor, the grass people of Wangjiabao didn't care, but they didn't loot for three years, but it was great news. Wang Baoqiang's father was happy, carried a big green stick of liquor, and led his wife and children to Zhang's father's house in the east of the village to raise a glass to celebrate. Adults used bowls for drinking, but Wang Baoqiang was not idle, found a small wine cup and poured it, squatted on Mazha and took a small sip. After drinking too much with this sip, he staggered to the back hut to go to the toilet. A country toilet is a pit of earth with a wooden plank on it. As soon as Wang Baoqiang stepped up, his pants were not unfastened, and he fell into the pit with a plop. Fortunately, the toilet was newly dug the day before yesterday, and there was not much filth, and Wang Baoqiang was drunk, and he fell asleep in this pit.

When he woke up, it was the next morning. Wang Baoqiang climbed out of the pit, for fear of being scolded by adults, so he quietly went to the back of the house to wash the filth, and then walked around to the front of the house in wet clothes. Through the open door of the house, he saw his father holding a wine glass in his hand, raising his hand to persuade him, and it hung in the air. Daddy Zhang was pouring wine, and the wine jug in his left hand was already empty, so he still refused to put it down. My mother squatted under the pot, and I didn't notice that the dishes were all paste.

It's been a day, why hasn't this meal been drunk yet? Wang Baoqiang walked in and shouted: "Dad", Dad ignored him, he stretched out his hand and pushed, Dad's body fell straight and straight like a clay sculpture, smashed up a piece of dust, and still didn't move. Only then did he realize that his father's eyes had become dead gray, the color of a dead man. Turning his head sharply, he glanced at his mother and Father Zhang, both of whom also had the same eyes, and they were also motionless. The three of them had three pairs of dead fish-like eyes, all staring at the young Wang Baoqiang, he couldn't hold back the fear in his heart anymore, stumbled out of the house, slammed open the door, and his eyes were white! I saw that on the trees on the road, pieces of paper money were flying all over the sky, like a snowfall.

Stepping on the creaking paper money, Wang Baoqiang ran violently and knocked on the door of the nearest house. Tomorrow was bright, but no one answered, he slammed open the wood door with one arm and rushed in, and the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded. The husband and wife were arguing, the wife pointed at her husband and yelled, the angry husband raised his fist, and the eight-year-old child was hiding his face and crying. Suddenly, all of a sudden pause, and the souls of the three people seemed to be drained at the same time, leaving only a shell to remain the same.

Wang Baoqiang, who became an orphan in an instant, walked on the street blankly, he seemed to have lost his soul and didn't know where to go. It was nearly noon, and there was no one in the village, only paper money fluttering in the wind, covering Wang Baoqiang's young body and burrowing into his pocket. The little Wangjiabao has become a dead village overnight.

Through the gap in the paper money, he saw as if a black shadow was flashing, it was black from head to toe, and even his face was covered in black shadows. Is it a spiritualist? Wang Baoqiang was not afraid, so it was not bad to follow his father and mother like this.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, and the most strange thing was that those black shadows disappeared in a flash, and none of them disappeared in an instant, I don't know how to run, where they ran.

Wang Baoqiang stood at the head of the village in a daze. I don't know how long it took, but a team of officers and soldiers appeared in front of Wang Baoqiang.

This was a group of cavalry of the Northeast Army, and they happened to pass by here, and the commander who led the team saw the paper money flying in the village, so he made a detour to take a look, but was startled by the situation in front of him. He asked his men to call over the Wang Bao Wall and ask for details. Wang Baoqiang finished speaking in a trembling voice, and the chief's brain suddenly sweated, and he hurried into the house, looking and looking at the strange dead corpse, but found no clues.

After a short time, the men who had been ordered to investigate returned, and reported an even more shocking news, saying that not only this village, but also the nearby villages of Shili and Ba had the same deaths. The strange thing is that there seems to be a death belt, and no one in the belt is spared, even if it is only a hundred meters apart, it is indeed safe and sound.

After his subordinates finished reporting, they muttered cautiously: "Could it be that the Yin Soldier borrowed the way?"

As soon as he said this, the chief frowned. Wang Baoqiang also pricked up his ears. The subordinate continued: "Our old man here has a saying that there are 70,000 Yin soldiers in the Netherworld, and if there is a great villain in the Yang world, the King of Yama will send Yin soldiers to exterminate them. The road where the Yin soldiers pass is too heavy, and the souls of the living people in the vicinity will be taken away and follow the team.

Before the subordinates finished speaking, the commander angrily reprimanded: "Bandits ransack, what kind of strange power is confusing, if you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful of ruthless military law." He glanced back at Wang Baoqiang, and couldn't help sighing: Your parents died at such an age, so follow me to the barracks first.

When he returned to the barracks, the commander called Wang Baoqiang and was very happy to see that he was smart and clever. He said to Wang Baoqiang: You can be an errand in the barracks, and follow me as a herald.

Fourteen-year-old Wang Baoqiang has since joined the Northeast Army.

As he grew older, Wang Baoqiang had grown from a herald to a cavalry squad leader. Although his heart has been in the military camp for the past three years, his parents and those who died in the village have always made him unforgettable.

One day, he took the opportunity of the mission to return to Wangjiabao with his men.

After a few years, the village has gradually gained some vitality, but these people all moved here later, and Wang Baoqiang didn't know any of them.

He was reluctant and asked the people in the village if there was a group of bandits in the nearby mountains.

The people in the village were very enthusiastic, and told him that there were no bandits, but there were a few young hunters in the village, who often went to the mountains to hunt, and asked them if they might have gained, so Wang Baoqiang called a few hunters over.

When the hunter heard him ask about the bandits in the mountains, he couldn't help but be terrified. Under his repeated questioning, the young hunters finally told the truth.

Three years ago, when I had just moved here, a few people went up the mountain to hunt together, and after walking for two days, I suddenly found that there was a house on a mountain in front of me, and from a distance, there was more than one, and the scale was very large.

The young man was also bold, and he still had a guy in his hand, so he went up with courage. Just went up to take a look, several people were so frightened that they peed their pants at that time, how to go down the mountain, and they didn't know how to go home.

"What the hell do you see?" As soon as they said this, several young people's legs were visibly trembling, and there was a panic in their expressions, as if someone was going to kill them behind them at any time.

Wang Baoqiang was anxious and hurriedly asked.

Several young people glanced at each other, and one of them went on to say boldly: There are many houses on the mountain, but there is not a single living person, and there are corpses everywhere, and the most frightening thing is that none of those corpses are intact, and there are no traces of gunfire, as if they have been torn apart by someone, and their arms, legs, and heads are hanging on trees, stones, and grass.

When Wang Baoqiang heard them say this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately remembered the words he had heard when he was saved: Yin soldiers borrowed the way.

But he still didn't get it. If it is said that it is a yin soldier who borrows the way, according to the old man, the living cannot see or touch, and whoever looks at it and touches it will suffer disaster. But how could he be okay at all?

In order to make things clear, Wang Baoqiang took more than a dozen of his men into the mountain, and he wanted to see if what these young men said was true.

Several young people had already been frightened, and when they heard that they were asked to lead the way, their heads shook like a wave drum, but there was no way, Wang Baoqiang had a gun, and he couldn't afford to offend, so the two bold ones had to lead the way.

That mountain is not far from Wangjiabao, and it is a day's walk away. When I arrived at the mountain, although I couldn't see the scene of a few young people back then, the piles of white bones still made people feel a gloomy breath.

Wang Baoqiang looked carefully, and saw a half-moon box that seemed to be made of wood in an inconspicuous place, but only half of it was left, with complex patterns painted on it, which looked a bit like an ancient weapon, and Wang Baoqiang put it away without thinking too much.

The day after returning to the garrison, he left the barracks with what he had picked up.

Opposite the barracks was the blacksmith's shop, and he thought, since it might be a weapon, then the blacksmith would probably know what it was. Blacksmith Zhang is a master who has been making iron for many years, and he took the wooden box and looked left and right. said that it was quite like a thing, and found a drawing to show Wang Baoqiang, and sure enough, it was also a half-moon-shaped wooden box, and there was a trigger. Blacksmith Zhang said:

"This is the crossbow picture painted by Zhuge Liang back then, because this thing is too powerful, this dynasty used the crossbow as a weapon forbidden by the people, so the average person does not know. But your box is too small. It can't be plugged in with a crossbow arrow, and it doesn't look like a crossbow. Where did you find that?"

Wang Baoqiang told the origin of this thing, and Blacksmith Zhang was shocked when he heard it, and he burned incense and kowtowed:

"Why didn't you say it earlier? I was hurt by you, I told you, it must be the weapon of the Yin soldiers to exterminate the Wu Hemp, the things of the Netherworld can't be touched by the living, you take it quickly, God, what have I done, I ......"

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