It was dark, and the cold moon hung high.

On the edge of the Yin Spring, where the souls of the dead gather, a hanged ghost sticks his tongue into the water and rolls the spring water into his mouth.

The long tongue licked away the water stains on the side of the mouth, and the spirit was refreshed.

He turned around, saw a woman in a wedding dress beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Baibi people, how many cities are this?" ”

The woman sat sideways on the bluestone by the spring with her legs crossed, her hair a little messy, and she recalled it carefully before saying, "Forty-nine." ”

The hanged man nodded when he heard this.

The spring was full of corpses of ghost pawns, and with the agitation of the yin wind, the corpses quickly decomposed, turned into white bones, and then turned into green smoke, floating in the air.

Not far away, there was the wall of this earthen city, and on the gap, a bloody corpse and a headless ghost jumped down.

"Big sister, Ah Hang, it's hard work, come and eat something."

Behind the corpse was a patched bag, which contained cakes, fruits, animals, and some miscellaneous food.

The headless ghost had two huge sealed pouches under his armpits, and a water tank on top of his severed neck, which was covered in blood.

The four ghosts gathered around the yin spring to share food, and the woman, wearing a black and red wedding dress, picked a beautiful fruit and took a bite of it, and asked, "What about the monk?" ”

"I cheated on it."

The hanged ghost said: "Look at the eyes of so-and-so, is he too ruthless?" The hanged man pointed to the puffy corners of his eyes, his expression angry.

The bloody corpse was speechless: "This is good, last time I pretended to be a villain, but I was burned alive." Am I complaining? ”

The headless ghost's voice came from his chest: "One of the heads I finally picked up that time was blown out, and I didn't complain. ”

A few ghosts were miserable while slandering the monk, but they ate quickly, and the two sealed sheepskin bags were full of incense, and after each of them smoked it, the injury gradually recovered, and they tacitly separated and stared separately.

The four ghosts stood in four directions, hiding in the bushes near the Yin Spring, and after a while, they saw a monk who was supported by others come out.

"Hehe, fellow countrymen, don't send each other off, remember to chant Buddha from time to time, and be kind every day."

"Master, the city lord is dead, and several generals have also died at the hands of the gangsters, why don't you stay, be worshiped by us, and protect the party?"

"Yes, master, those villains are ruthless, I'm afraid they will make a comeback!"

"Master, you must stay."

The monk smiled, and the golden light behind his head skyrocketed: "Amitabha, I am a member of the Buddhist sect, and I want to purify all sentient beings." Always chant the Buddha, do good every day, and the Buddha will bless you. Besides, the soul lamp of the Lingguan here dissipates, and Yu will send people over, there is not much more poor monk here, and there is not much less poor monk. ”

The sound of holding continued, and the ghost people saw that the monk had made up their minds, and lamented for a while, so they stopped pressing.

A respected old ghost spoke: "Master, we have prepared some gifts, all of which are incense tributes that cannot be put on the table, Master Wanwang ......"

"Take it back." The monk suddenly looked solemn, "I am a Buddha, how can I repay this behavior for the benefit of all sentient beings?" ”

The venerable old ghost said loudly: "These are all tributes to the Buddha, why doesn't the master accept them?!" ”

"Yes, Master! Why don't you accept it?! ”

"Master, why don't you accept it?"

"Master, take it."

"Master, if you hadn't arrived in time, those two male and female thieves would have slaughtered the city! Isn't this gratitude just when we pay tribute to the Buddha? ”

The monk straightened up, his expression was solemn, and his hands were slowly folded.

"Amitabha, it's a poor monk."

After accepting the tribute and saying goodbye to the ghost people at the head of the city, the monk walked out of the three miles of land, and then put away the Buddha's light and took a long breath.

"Don't follow, let's all come out."

In the bushes in front of them, four ghosts walked out, and they were the four big ghosts who followed them all the way.

"Skinning, headless, come and move things. The eldest sister, Ah Hang, has worked hard, it is not easy to play the male and female thieves. ”

These big ghosts are naturally the lost ghosts of Qin Kun's subordinates.

Skinners, headless ghosts, water monks, wedding dress ghosts, hanged ghosts.

Since Qin Kun fell asleep, several big ghosts have no offerings, Qin Kun slept, I don't know how long he slept, they saw that Qin Kun couldn't wake up in a short time, so they left their offerings in the Ten Dead City and went out to make a living.

After a lot of hardships, I climbed the Ten Barren Mountains, and on the other side of the mountain, I came here.

This place is called hell, vast, and the five big ghosts don't know how many years they have lived here, at first they made a living by robbery, and then they were wanted by the drunken capital, so they changed to murder and arson.

The routine is very simple, pick a small city with few ghosts, and pretend to be wicked by the hanged ghosts and wedding clothes ghosts who are powerful ghost generals, kill or kidnap the spirit officials and ghost generals in the city, and obviously grab a batch of offerings, and then the water monk will come forward to repel the wicked, appease the ghost people, and secretly collect another batch.

After the killing, rob a bunch, and then accept a bunch of offerings with peace of mind after being appeased, and the five ghosts are poor as big ghosts, barely using these offerings that are not enough to maintain cultivation.

A total of forty-nine ghost cities were looted, all of which were smaller than Qin Kun's territory, Black Stone City, in the [Hell Dao].

The five ghosts walked along the road, and when the spoils were divided, the hanged ghost asked, "Where do you go down?" ”

Peel said, "Who knows." Wherever we go, these incense tributes are enough for us to last for half a month. ”

The hanged man was dissatisfied: "When will this day be the end, who can tell me?" ”

"What are you doing here?"

"I don't want to do this kind of thing anymore."

The skinners sneered: "Ah Hang, where did you get all your righteousness?" ”

A noose suddenly appears around the skinner's neck, and the skinner is suspended in the air.

The hanged man pulled him closer and said in a cold voice, "Do you have any opinions?" ”

With a bang, the hanged ghost started from his arm, and a black needle-like ghost grass appeared from the seven orifices, and the ghost grass was extremely vigorous, and after a while, it pierced the skin of the hanged ghost, making him a hedgehog in an instant.

"Peel the skin, take your parasitic ghost technique, or you will die a miserable death!"

The hanged ghost said coldly, the rope tightened.

The skinning ghost felt that his breath was not smooth, his head was about to be squeezed, his eyes bulged out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think! ”

When the two confronted each other, a monk suddenly appeared.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha moon hangs high, the Buddha's light shines, and the rope around the neck of the skinning ghost and the ghost grass on the hanged ghost disappear together.

The ghost in the wedding dress raised his eyelids and glanced at the two: "I think I robbed too much incense this time, right?" This time, your injuries will be repaired by yourself! ”

The skinning ghost and the hanged ghost went toe-to-toe, showing provocative eyes, and the water monk said: "My own brother, don't speak foreign words, thanks to Brother Kun and Brother Niu, otherwise you two would have been killed long ago." ”

When Qin Kun was mentioned, several people fell silent.

After a while, he peeled his skin and said, "Big sister, why don't we go back?" ”

In the eyes of the skinning ghost, Niu Meng and the wedding dress ghost are the two ghosts he is most comfortable with under Qin Kun. After going out for so many years, the ghost of the wedding dress has saved him several times, and he is grateful in his heart.

"Go back ......"

The face of the ghost in the wedding dress showed an unfamiliar expression, which seemed to be yearning, and seemed to be a memory.

The water monk looked at the wedding ghost with a serene expression.

The headless ghost stood there.

The skinners were looking forward to it.

The hanged man didn't say a word, and it seemed that he had something to say.

Several ghosts waited quietly for the wedding ghost's reply.

After a while, the ghost of the wedding dress spoke: "How long have we been away?" ”

"It seems...... It's been ten years. ”