Night boating, cruising in the middle of the river.

When the bright moon shines in the sky, the boating imp is very hard.

Qin Kun stood at the bow of the boat, the river breeze was blowing, comfortable and chic, and next to him was the wave snake standing with his hands in his hands.

Yin Cao Five Elements, Car and Boat Shop, Qin Kun has seen the strength of the boat shop.

Either there are no ghosts in the water, or there are big ghosts, snakes in the waves are ghosts, and boating ghosts are all evil ghosts.

The green hills on both sides of the strait quickly retreated and became phantoms, Qin Kun didn't feel how fast the boat was, but the snake in the waves reminded: "Master, it's coming soon." Beyond that is someone else's territory, according to the rules, the small ones are not allowed to enter. ”

In 2 hours, when the boat stopped, it had already passed Wushan.

Disembarked, went ashore, and the snake retreated in the waves.

On the shore, many burly men with hideous faces stretched their necks to look.

Seeing Qin Kun and his party getting off the boat, the boat was far away, and one of the men wearing straw sandals boldly stepped forward and bowed to Qin Kun: "Dare to ask the name and surname of the master's mountain gate?" ”

"Fuyu Mountain, Qin Kun." After Qin Kun finished speaking, he wondered at the same time, "Who are you?" Why can you tell who I am? ”

The straw sandals man was startled, and hurriedly said: "The five ancestors don't mention moving mountains, and Erlang only does hard work." Walking ghosts, mountain pickers, I have seen Qin Dishi! Those of us who work hard and have a rough understanding of qi arts, the guru's yang qi is different, and we can tell it at first glance. ”

Footman? Mountain picker?

The porter of the five elements of the Yin Cao!

Qin Kun's heart moved.

It is rumored that the porter is the most simple ghost of the five elements of the Yin Cao, most of them did hard work before their death, and after their death, they became porters with the strength of their two arms, they moved everything, and the five ghosts moved the mountains back then, talking about the five ancestors of the porter industry.

After the five patriarchs became ghosts, they were unsatisfactory, and they wanted to integrate into the world, and showed favor to the Yang people, saying that they only did some hard work and mixed incense.

However, the Maoshan Patriarch of that era did not agree, and gave them a problem, as long as the mountain he specified was removed, he agreed to let them wander in the yang world.

The five ghosts gritted their teeth, and it took fifteen full moons to finally move the mountain to the position requested by the other party, and they themselves were scattered and died.

Their actions touched the ancestor of Maoshan and recognized their status.

The 'Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Talisman' was created by Daomen to commemorate this group of guys, and this is the only Yin Cao industry that has been canonized!

Qin Kun was very surprised, he didn't expect that there was a porter in this place.

"What's the trouble with the master, can I help you with a little bit? Just enjoy the incense......"

This group of porters, the strength is high and low, the lowest is the evil ghost, the highest is the ghost general, but without exception, there is no evil spirit on the body, although some guys have not concealed their deaths, but if you want to remove those blood stains and scars, there is no doubt that they will be loyal and thick.

Qin Kun saw them looking at him, and took out three stacks of dark coins: "Can people carry it?" ”

The straw sandals footman laughed dryly: "The master has a thousand yang energy, and the strength of the sons and daughters is low, and they can barely lift the ......."

The straw sandals footman looked at the dark coin handed over by Qin Kun, and he was greedy again, but he didn't dare to take it, he picked the corners of his clothes, and stood there with a smile.

Qin Kun didn't embarrass them, and pointed behind him: "I'll forget it, what about them?" ”

The straw sandals footman stretched his neck to look at it, and found that it was just an ordinary yang person, so he smiled: "That can naturally be lifted." Where are you going to carry it? Need to tie up? ”

"......" Qin Kun coughed dryly, "There's no need to tie up, it's Wushen Town ahead?" ”

The straw sandals porter nodded: "Yes!" It's only been two quarters of an hour! ”

"There it is."

……

The land of Bashu has been splendid and rich since ancient times.

Huayang National Chronicles records that water and drought are from people, and they don't know hunger, and there is no famine year, which is called Tianfu. This is the birthplace of Ba culture, the Yangtze River crosses, and the Three Gorges are steep and stubborn.

The distinction between the Bashu region is quite obvious, Sichuan Province is Shu, Chongqing is Ba, the Ba people are good at fighting, just like the word "Ba", the ancient meaning is the giant python that devours the elephant, and they worship the "snake" and "tiger".

Born to be a warlike man, die a warlike ghost.

This group of porters, dressed in clothes and hats, regardless of dynasties, there are Ba people, there are outsiders, but the unified strong, ghost tour group members, for the first time feel what it is like to be carried around.

The porter's back was carrying the seat, and Xu Yang sat on it, holding his deputy tightly with both hands, for fear of falling down. The moon is dark and the wind is high, here is a mountainous area, the road is steep, looking down is a hundred-meter cliff, Xu Yang shouted to let him down, and the footman who carried him looked very hurt.

"That's not going to work...... Will you bear with it a little longer? ”

"Big brother, such a high cliff is too dangerous, do you know?" Xu Yang did not relent.

"No, it's not dangerous...... We've also moved people's ......."

The porter may be reluctant to incense, and he will not let Xu Yang come down, Qin Kun walked in front and said to the porter: "Ignore him, keep walking." ”

Except for Xu Yang, everyone else has their own feelings.

Yuan Xinghan sat on the chair, this posture was back to back with the porter, he saw the scene behind him disappear quickly, Fu Lingzhi was so happy that he took out a sketchbook and drew quickly.

"Brother, how many years have you been in this business?"

While painting, Yuan Xinghan didn't forget to ask the porter.

The porter thought for a moment and said, "It's about two hundred and forty years......

Yuan Xinghan's carbon pen shook and fell under the cliff.

Okay...... Director Qin used to be on guard when he encountered this group of mourners, but now he can't guard against it, this group of old ghosts is a little bit evil, and he will be thrown down. Is it really good to get along so well?

"What's wrong?" The porter found that Yuan Xinghan's mood was not quite right, and asked hurriedly.

Yuan Xinghan took a deep breath: "It's nothing. My brother has been dead for so many years, and there is no descendant to pay tribute to? Do you still have to do the hard work? ”

The porter sighed and wiped the corners of his eyes: "Yes." was originally a Qin person, and there was a military disaster in the year of Chongzhen, and his hometown was plagued by deserters. After his death, he didn't see the cattle and horses in black and white, so he fled all the way south, and he didn't know what to flee from. I want to die, I can't be a starving ghost, right? I voted here...... It's been more than 200 years, and I can't raise a child...... I'm still eating in the grave to open my mouth......"

“……”

This is the first time that Yuan Xinghan has talked so much with ghosts, and the first time he found out that there are still old gnawers in this group of guys, is it so difficult to be a ghost now? Compared with the group of children who came out to earn incense on the boat just now, the children of this porter brother are really ignorant.

comforted him a few words, and the manuscript paper was torn off by Yuan Xinghan and drew another one.

This time, the scene of a group of porters walking on the cliff was painted. Most of the paintings of the avant-garde school are implicitly meaningful, Yuan Xinghan smiled slyly, if this painting is completed, some painters and critics should be able to see other expressions from the painting, but they can't think of it if they want to break their scalp, this is a realistic painting.

Dr. Shen yawned and sat down in his chair, and the porter wondered, "Why is the gentleman so light?" ”

Dr. Shen said lazily: "Yang Qi is insufficient......

The porter wondered, this is no different from no yang.

Du Qinghan's porter who feels the same way, the girl's sitting on the chair is not the same as the weight she imagined, is it also because of the lack of yang energy of the woman?

Qin Kun is a little bit back today, no one can move him, so he walks down-to-earth.

At first, the straw shoe porter refused to let him, saying that he would climb the cliff for a while, and there was danger, Qin Kun didn't pay attention to it, and the ten-meter cliff was climbed with his bare hands, and it didn't take a little effort for the straw shoe porter to be convinced.

In twenty minutes, the mountain was overturned, and a forest was crossed, and a small town in the mountains appeared.

"Master, the witch god town has arrived."