Thinking about it, Dong Changdong is not a simple person, and at a glance he can tell that the coffin nail came out of the tomb, not some family heirloom antiquity.

Wu Xin: "Ha! When did you start this kind of business? Don't talk about old fritters, you're not a monkey yourself! ”

"He's bad, I'm fine! Put it away! Dong Changdong put away the coffin nails and handed them to Dongfang Ze, and didn't mention what to do with the extra gold: "Don't be idle, let's go to the old fritters." ”

In fact, the shop of the old fritters is diagonally opposite Dongchangdong's house, when he saw Dongchangdong bring Wu Zhengyi, the old fritters' eyes lit up, as if he saw a savior: "Wu Zhengyi!" Ha ha! I was thinking about who to look for, but I didn't expect Dong Changdong to invite you! ”

Wu Zhengyi found a stool and sat down: "I'll do some goods, Changdong said that something big happened in your family, so I stopped by to take a look." ”

When the old fritter learned that Wu Zhengyi did not come specifically for him, he hurriedly patted his ass and said, "It's a coincidence! Coincidental! God arranged it well! A few days ago, the family moved the ancestral grave, and something strange happened, the movement was quite big, and I couldn't deal with it without finding a master, except for you Wu Daxia, there is really no second person with the ability in this Maoshan Mountain! ”

Dong Changdong pulled the old fritter aside: "Wu Zhengyi asked me for flint powder, I don't have it here." ”

The old fritter understood what Dong Changdong meant: "I have it here!" Cheap......"

Dong Changdong grabbed the words: "Isn't this over, he helped you, you can send him some when you go back." ”

Old fritter: "Huh? Give? This thing is precious! ”

Dong Changdong immediately let go of the arm that hooked the old fritter's shoulder, turned to Wu Zhengyi and said, "Wu Zhengyi, let's go!" The old fritter said that he doesn't have flint powder to sell here, and you don't have much money in your hand anyway, so let's look elsewhere! ”

The old fritter was anxious on the spot: "Don't, don't, don't!" Whoever said I didn't have it, if it helped me solve the trouble, the flint powder thing, it's easy to say! ”

Dong Changdong: "Look, it's rare for the old fritter to be refreshed, what he means is that he has all the flint powder you want!" Wu Zhengyi, you should be regarded as a return transaction, and it can be regarded as mutual benefit! ”

"Huh? Packaged? Okay, okay! The old fritter reluctantly agreed.

"For Changdong's sake, I'll help you once, let's say, what's wrong?" Wu Zhengyi said this in front, which means that without Dong Changdong as a middleman, he will not help, he is not taking advantage, and the old fritter is not good to bargain after hearing it.

The people who do business in the ghost market have never seen anything, and some of them are also licking blood from the knife edge, but Wu Zhengyi can often suppress them, which shows that Wu Zhengyi's city government is indeed very deep.

Let's talk about this flint powder, it is not usually made of flint and steel for wild fires, but is made of several rare minerals with different attributes, which ordinary people cannot afford to use, and the price is extremely expensive.

According to the description of the old fritters, in recent years, there are always people in the family who are sick for no reason, so a Taoist priest is invited nearby to choose an auspicious day for the zodiac to move the ancestral grave, and after digging out the coffin, it is necessary to open the coffin and wash the bones, and then find a good hole to rebury.

The Taoist priest felt that there was a problem and decided to open the altar at the time of the Son of Heaven, who knew that after a night, all the people present died, but fortunately, the coffin was sealed by the Taoist priest before he died.

Later, the police came to the scene to understand the situation, and when they saw that it was this matter, they had to notify the funeral home to directly pull the dead away from the spark, so as not to make a bigger disturbance.

The coffin was supposed to be burned, but the old fritters' family did not agree, and the police wanted to calm the situation, so they went with them after a few warnings, and finally made up a pretext that it was an accident and scribbled the case.

After hearing this, Wu Zhengyi had a number in his heart: "Where is your ancestral grave?" ”

Old fritters: "Five miles east of Maoshan Town, there is no Wuzi mass grave under Da Mao Peak!" ”

"Okay, we'll meet in Maoshan Town early tomorrow morning." Wu Zhengyi stood up: "Dong Changdong, go to your shop and get herbs." ”

The group drove back, and on the way, they inevitably talked about the topic of ghost markets.

Guo Fatzi couldn't hold it back for a long time: "Uncle Wu, this Wuzi mass grave sounds weird, there is still a mass grave this year?" ”

Wu Zhengyi: "No black is no eyeballs, during the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese devils killed a lot of Chinese in Maoshan Mountain, and the bodies were concentrated and thrown in the mass grave of no Wuzi, there are many crows here, and the crows will pick the soft place to mouth first, that is, the eyes of the dead, so the dead people in the mass grave do not have eyeballs, and the name of the mass grave has been used until now, where it has been a collective cemetery for nearby households since ancient times. ”

Guo Fatzi: "The Japanese devils raised by the son of a bitch are so hateful, one day, they must hit Japan, kill all the devils, and make them taste the bitterness." ”

Shen Jinsan: "You don't usually seem to tell me that, don't you dare to say the second half of the sentence!" ”

Guo Fatzi smiled: "Heh! ~ What dare not be said, won't it liberate Japanese women from the dire situation! ”

Wu Xin: "It's not in shape!" ”

Shen Jinsan: "Uncle Wu, what kind of business is there in this ghost market?" They were all strange people, and I saw a few of them sticking a branch in front of them. ”

Wu Zhengyi: "This is a ghost market in the south of the Yangtze River, there are all kinds of buying and selling, such as medicinal materials, materials for alchemy, and there are also antique dealers who specialize in selling unearthed cultural relics. ”

Shen Jinsan: "There are still corpses to be driven away?" ”

Wu Xin: "Do you think anyone wants to be cremated!" Many people who died in a foreign land, the family will do everything possible to let their relatives return to their hometown for burial, this is the custom of the Chinese, there is no land in big cities, in fact, many small places are still burial. ”

Wu Zhengyi: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, all things are dogs, after the death of animals and plants, everything belongs to heaven and earth, so in ancient times, there was abundant aura, and now cremation is popular, and most of the forests have been cut down, and naturally nothing has returned to heaven and earth, and over time, there is a lack of spiritual energy, so there are no spiritual animals, and it is even more impossible to get what you want to be, and it is difficult for Taoist priests to cultivate, and the reason is here." ”

Back at Wu Zhengyi's house, an old man in a Chinese robe was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard.

This old man has gray hair, wears a pair of dark sunglasses, his complexion is not very good, as if he has had some serious illness, holding a thin bamboo strip in one hand and an erhu in the other, when he saw someone coming in, he stood up and turned his face slightly sideways, as if he was using his ears to distinguish sounds, could it be a blind man who sells art.

Wu Zhengyi looked stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man: "Senior brother! What are you doing here! ”

It turned out that this person was the eldest disciple of the Nine Star Sect "Ge Zhengqing".

Ge Zhengqing responded with a smile: "I said a long time ago not to call me senior brother, but now I am an old man who has no photos to ask for food, just call Wuqing!" ”

No clearing!

Shen Jinsan suddenly remembered that when he returned to Miao Village from Jinling, Wu Zhengyi had instructed them that if something happened to them, they would go to Beijing Liulichang to find a person named Wuqing.

"Senior brother! Let's go inside and talk! Wu Zhengyi looked a little excited, and helped Ge Zhengqing to walk to the middle room.

"You smell of dog oil!" Ge Zhengqing didn't look back, and said as he walked with his back to him: "It's quite lively, are the other four your apprentices?" ”

Except for Wu Zhengyi, the others were very surprised, "four apprentices", these words have fully explained that the blind old man in front of him not only heard that there were a few people coming into the courtyard, but also distinguished that they were all young people.

Wu Zhengyi smiled and said, "How can I be qualified to accept apprentices!" If you accept an apprentice one day, you must first ask for the consent of the senior brother! This is my unassuming girl and a few of her friends. ”

Came to the house and sat down, Wu Xin hurriedly made hot tea, she finally saw the master she wanted to see, but unfortunately this master was not as powerful as she thought, but a blind old man who was close to the sixtieth birthday.

Ge Zheng cleared his throat: "I heard that there is a big move in Longhu Mountain, and almost all the Daomen have sent people, I wonder if you and Zhenghang will also go, so I will go back to Maoshan first, if you are not there, I will go to our old dojo of Nine Stars by the way." ”

Wu Zhengyi: "It was bulldozed a few years ago, and now it has been planted with trees. ”

"That's it! How is Zhenghang doing? Ge Zhengqing squeezed the teacup hard.

In fact, the old dojo of the Nine Star Sect was blown up during the Anti-Japanese War, but the ruins and foundations are still there, and now they have been planted with trees, which means that everything has sunk into history, and there is no trace to be found, which makes Ge Zhengqing, who has not been out of the mountain for a long time, feel a little desolate.

Wu Zhengyi said in a helpless tone: "You go out first, I want to talk to my senior brother alone for a while." ”

More than half an hour later, Wu Zhengyi called Shen Jinsan into the house, and after closing the door, Ge Zhengqing came to Shen Jinsan's side: "I'm going to touch your bones, it will hurt a little, you can bear with it!" ”

After touching his bones, Ge Zhengqing sat back in his original seat, in fact, Shen Jinsan felt okay, it didn't hurt much, on the contrary, he felt very comfortable, just like doing a horse and killing chickens, he thought that this old man Ge had not done a blind massage.

Ge Zhengqing took a sip of tea and said, "Is there anything else in your body?" ”

Shen Jinsan: "Yes, there was a big bug that got into it earlier, and it hasn't come out yet." ”

Ge Zhengqing: "This justice has already made it clear to me that I mean something else. ”

Shen Jinsan: "Something else? Probably not! ”

Ge Zhengqing: "Okay, if you don't want to say it, no one will force you." ”

"Not really!" Shen Jinsan felt a little inexplicable.

Wu Zhengyi: "If you sign a contract, you can be regarded as a member of the Nine Star Sect, and you have to be called Master Uncle!" ”

Ge Zhengqing: "It's just a title, it's not in the way!" There are three articles in "Nine Star Secret Arts", which one do you plan to learn? ”

"I haven't had time to read this book yet!" Shen Jinsan was still quite tactful, in fact, he never thought of becoming a Taoist priest at all, let alone learning any "Nine Star Secret Techniques".

But Ge Zhengqing didn't want to let go of Shen Jinsan's meaning: "Physiognomy, measuring people's good fortune and evil, eliminating disasters and avoiding disasters; Geography, viewing mountains and rivers, driving the five elements of yin and yang; Celestial astrology is the most difficult, but if you learn it, you can determine the world, build momentum in the world, and become a hero in the world, choose one! ”