Reincarnation, another possible ......"

Huang Qi turned his head and glanced at Wang Lang, and there was no need to say anything more.

"If you go to the underworld to be reincarnated, you may have to do a lot of things, so you can only do it yourself. Because if he does that, he will definitely invite the crazy revenge of the old monster.

"That weasel is buried here? You're going to dig a grave? Did you know this is a never-ending ending? ”

Seeing Wang Lang's movements, Huang Qi was immediately frightened.

"When it kills, it's already immortal."

Wang Lang snorted coldly, his face full of murderous intent.

"A gentleman does something and doesn't do something, if he doesn't touch it?"

Wang Lang frowned and asked.

"Less than 10 percent."

Huang Qi shook his head and continued: "Her life is not over, and she was killed by a monster, and the resentment in her soul must be very heavy. In this case, unless she encounters a mistake in patrolling or a mage with advanced cultivation gives her a surplus...... There is not even a 10% chance. ”

"Well, I know what to do."

Wang Lang nodded, "Let's go, go and do something with me." ”

After saying that, Wang Lang picked up the shovel erected on the wall and walked outside, while Huang Qi followed behind, frowning and not knowing what he was thinking.

The matter of Han Shuai and his mother is handled by doctors and police, and Wang Lang will arrive next, but since he has encountered it, how can he let the demon commit murder! You said that the mage walks in the yang world and the underworld, and is constrained by both sides, and what he does is yin virtue. I don't know if I will deduct yin virtue if I don't care about seeing this kind of evil behavior, but I know that if I watch it, it will definitely affect my mind. ”

Hearing Wang Lang's words, Huang Qi didn't speak for a long time, but looked at his constantly changing face and was obviously very entangled.

After struggling for almost three minutes, Huang Qi finally sighed and his expression slowed down.

"That weasel spirit is called Huang San, and his cultivation is equivalent to the level of a powerful ghost, but as one of the five immortals, his real strength is definitely much stronger than that of a powerful ghost. Huang San is treacherous, vicious and extremely unscrupulous, if you want to kill it, it is not enough to rely on the corpse of its son. And if you annoy it because of this, I am afraid that the whole village will be unlucky, and then the sin will be counted on your head. ”

"You know it?"

Wang Lang stopped what he was doing, raised his head and asked.

"My surname is Huang, and my nickname is Wong Tai Sin, so you never thought that I was related to Wong Xian?"

Huang Qi asked.

"Hehe, according to what you say, the surname Hou is still related to Sun Wukong?"

Wang Lang snorted coldly, thrust the shovel in his hand down fiercely, and then violently picked out the contents with all his might.

It was a weasel about the size of Jingba, with oily fur and a fat body, and it did not have the shrewdness of wild animals, but looked very cunning.

"It's such a piece of? Dare to hurt people? ”

Wang Lang snorted coldly, and directly grabbed all the corpses that were cut into two pieces in his hands.

Although he had been dead for several days, I don't know if it was because he was about to become sperm, but the weasel's corpse showed no signs of decay and deterioration, and it looked like he had just died.

"It seems that Huang San, the old goblin, loves it very much, and he has eaten such precious heavenly treasures."

"Heaven and earth?"

Hearing Huang Qi's words, Wang Lang instantly thought of something inside.

What eats a thousand-year-old vermilion fruit that has hundreds of years of power, and what kind of 10,000-year-old stone stalactites that can be reborn and achieve the Taoist body after drinking a sip. Could it be that the monster named Huang San gave such a precious thing to this little weasel?

If that's the case......

Looking at the corpse of the little weasel, Wang Lang licked his lips unconsciously.

"What is more than a hundred years old can be called an elixir, and only what is precious in the elixir can be counted as a treasure of heaven and earth. Now it is no more than in ancient times, except for a few places, it cannot escape the exploration of human beings, and the precious medicinal materials in the wild have long been lost. ”

Huang Qi knew what he was thinking as soon as he saw Wang Lang's expression, rolled his eyes and continued: "Because of artificial breeding, many of the previously precious ones such as Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng are now rotten. Only those wild elixirs that are old enough can be counted as natural treasures. ”

"Just say it directly, if you eat this weasel stew, will it have the effect of heaven and earth."

Wang Lang glared at Huang Qi and asked.

"This little thing's cultivation is too low, and the power of the elixir is stored in the body and is difficult to digest, which is why it is so fat."

"That's good!"

Wang Lang nodded, grabbed the weasel's hind legs with one hand and pulled his ears with the other, and vigorously shook off the dirt on it.

"Prepare for it, it's going to be a tough battle in the evening."

Han Shuai had already gone to the hospital, while his mother had taken him to the crematorium.

In the countryside of Shang County, there are not many customs in terms of weddings and funerals, and generally after the death is confirmed, the crematorium will be pulled down and incinerated, and then a mourning hall will be set up for new friends to worship. All of this process lasts just one day, saving you less effort and money.

Han Shuai's mother's death has been determined, and the cause of death does not need to be identified. Unlike ghosts or souls that leave the body on their own for some reason, Han Shuai's mother's soul has been completely unable to be found, and the life characteristics of her physical body have disappeared, even if she is a god, she will not come back.

The funeral was taken care of by the people in the village, and Wang Lang and Huang Qi said hello to Chen Zhenguo and left first.

Nine times out of ten, there will be a fierce battle at night, and they will face youkai whose intelligence is not inferior to that of humans, so they must not be careless.

In the nameless hill, less than ten miles away from Hanjia Village, rats are hurrying through the shrubs and weeds.

These rats are much thinner than ordinary mice, with little meat on their bodies, and their gray-black fur is messy, and they look like they are malnourished.

However, even so, the rats still ran very fast, and in the passage of weeds and dead branches, it was like hundreds of cats chasing after them.

The rats swarmed and swooped down like locusts crossing the border.

"Squeak Squeak......"

A shrill hissing sound came from a pile of dead branches, a frightened hedgehog that had curled up decisively after spotting the large group of rats.

Normally, these rats would never have the idea of striking hedgehogs unless they were very hungry, because their minions had no advantage over the sharp, dense thorns.

But the rats rushed over as if they had lost their minds, not caring for the pain of the spikes piercing the flesh.

There are so many rats that even wild boars have to run away when they see them.

The badger beasts and wild dogs, which were large compared to rats, all fled in a hurry. The eagles and snakes, which usually feed on rats, have all become food when they can't dodge them.

As one of the four pests, rat tides are far more terrifying than locusts. The latter is just eating plants, while the former will not let go of whatever it is, as long as it can be eaten.

The swarm of rats swarmed by, galloping from the inside of the mountain to the outside, increasing rapidly every minute and every second, and there was no edge in sight as far as the eye could see.

On several hills, on top of a large willow tree more than a meter in diameter, three weasels stood on two feet.

Two of the three weasels had oily fur and were fat, like the pot-bellied bosses of humans. Especially the appearance of the claws behind the back adds a bit of charm.

The other weasel was much thinner than the other two, and its eyebrows and beard had turned white, which was obviously not young.

With his hands behind his back, he bent his waist and was full of twilight like an old man. However, it was such a weasel, its eyes were as scarlet as blood, and it looked even more ferocious when it stood on the thick willow paper.

"Squeak Squeak......"

A shrill cry rang out from the mouth of the old weasel, and the other two fat weasels jumped down from their books as if they had received a command, and when they turned around, they had disappeared into the weeds and bushes.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dusk.

Huang Qi and Wang Lang sat on a deck chair near a few hills in Hanjia Village, with snacks, fruits and soda on the table next to them, playing with their mobile phones while eating, how comfortable it was.

In front of them were gas canisters and gas stoves, and the cooking in the pots was "gurgling", and a strong smell of meat emanated from them.

"How sure are you?"

Wang Lang glanced at Huang Qi next to him, and there was a layer of anger between his eyebrows.

"Although I haven't dealt with Huang San, I know a lot. The old monster is vicious, cunning and cunning, and if you don't make a move, you will definitely go all out. You broke the spell it placed on Han Tie Rod and Han Shuai before, Huang San will definitely be afraid. It will use whatever it can to kill you, even the entire village. ”

After deciding to deal with Huang San, Huang Qi was even more calm than Wang Lang.

The arrangements were orderly one by one, and the resources that could be used in his hands were not left behind, and the meticulousness of his thoughts made Wang Lang even more embarrassed.

"By the way, aren't you afraid that it will jump off the wall and retaliate against you?"

Wang Lang glanced at Huang Qi and asked.

"Since you have decided to do it, it is absolutely impossible to give it a chance to jump off the wall."

Huang Qi snorted and drank the soda in the cup directly.

"I've solved all the tricks for you, but in the end, you'll have to do it yourself. The gap in cultivation is too big, and even more tricks and arrangements are useless. ”

"Don't worry, the ghosts and stiff hairs who have been dead for more than a hundred years can't stop me, what kind of storm can a weasel set off?"

Wang Lang said this, but he was very bottomless in his heart. The enemies I dealt with before were all brainless zombies, and the most powerful one was just a tree spirit, and there was a huge suppression in IQ. However, now he is facing one of the five immortals in the legend of the folk ghosts, although the actions of this weasel are not worthy of the word "immortal", but still can not be underestimated.

"Alright, the meat should be ready to eat!"

The two of them waited for a while, and the water in the pot was boiling for a while. Huang Qi opened the lid of the pot, and immediately a rich aroma of meat drilled into his nostrils like crazy, making Wang Lang's face can't help but have an intoxicated expression.

"It's rare, it's so rare, the magazine in this little beast's body has been washed clean by heaven and earth, and there is not even a trace of fishy smell. Let's try it and see how it tastes! ”

Huang Qi put a few pieces of meat into the bowl with a spoon and handed them to Wang Lang.

"Well, it's delicious, huhu......"

The meat is a little hot, but the taste is needless to say, like a bite on a sensitive spot.

Crispy and soft, but extremely firm. It was a very contradictory feeling, but it was perfectly condensed on the flesh in the mouth. At that moment, Wang Lang felt as if his whole person had been sublimated, and the rich fragrance immediately bloomed in his mouth, turning into a hot current circulating in his body, and even the cool air of the evening was dispelled.

"Looks like it's cooked!"

Seeing Wang Lang's intoxicated look, Huang Qi nodded thoughtfully, and then put one of the hind legs with the most meat and the fattest meat in the bowl.

Hearing Huang Qi's words, Wang Lang immediately reacted, glared at him angrily and said, "...... Co-author, did you just let me taste it? ”

"Respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation!"

Huang Qitian replied shamelessly.

"Is forty old?"

"It's older than you!"

"I'm younger than you! How not to love children? ”

"Are you a real person, arguing with a little Taoist priest about respecting the old and loving the young?"

Biting the meat of his hind legs, Huang Qi glanced up at Wang Lang, his face full of disdain.

"Old shameless, if you cultivate higher than me, you will definitely overwhelm people!"

Wang Lang said with a cold face.

"Well, you still know me!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will also use my power to oppress people? Bullying your cultivation for low? ”

"Don't be afraid! Although I don't have much contact, I know that you are the kind stubborn donkey temper. The stronger others are, the tougher you will be to the end, but as long as you are soft, you generally will not hold grudges. ”

Huang Qi looked at Wang Lang and said very solemnly.

"Kind ...... Stubborn donkey...... Are you praising me when you ride a horse? ”

Wang Lang's face was dark, and he didn't know what kind of expression it should be for a while.

"Of course I'm praising you!"

Huang Qi spat the bones of his hind legs into the bowl, and his face was full of satisfaction.

"The rest is yours. It's best not to throw away these bones, although they are not as good as flesh and blood, but the aura in them is far more than the medicinal materials such as Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng on the market. ”

"Forget it if you eat a hind leg? It's not like your style! Is there something wrong with this meat, are you old boy planning to trick me? ”

Wang Lang looked at Huang Qi's face full of suspicion, and always felt that something was wrong in his heart.

"If you don't eat it, keep it for me."

Huang Qi snorted, and then said with some unhappiness: "I don't know what it means!" No matter how you say it, it's a natural treasure, even if it is partially consumed by this little beast, it is still not something that ordinary people can bear. One hind leg is already my limit, and if I eat it again, I will probably have to rush blood. But it's okay for you kid, it's as strong as a bear, and you won't have a problem eating it all. ”

"That's it! Then I'm relieved! ”

Hearing Huang Qi's explanation, Wang Lang suddenly relieved himself, opened his mouth and gobbled it in, the bones were gnawed clean, and there was not even a shredded meat left.

If you can eat like this, if the dog can talk, you will probably be angry and scolding!

The weasel, though fat, was only relative to its skinny counterparts. Even an adult man can't eat enough meat on his body, let alone be divided by Huang Qi with a hind leg.

But then again, it tastes so good! Wang Lang has eaten a lot of good things all over the country, but the taste can be so fragrant that it is the only one.

"The little ones are so fragrant, shouldn't the old ones be heavenly!"

Wang Lang poured the bones into the pot and continued to cook, he already had a plan in his heart, and he definitely couldn't let go of the old monster.

It was getting darker and darker, and it was completely invisible from ten meters away.

Under normal circumstances, you should stay at home to eat and watch TV during this time period, but Hanjiacun is like a ghost at this time, and it is outrageously quiet.

The inside of the village is brightly lit, but the outside of the village is not visible, and the darkness and light are like confrontations, forming two completely different worlds with the outside of Hanjia Village as the dividing line.

"After boiling for a while, all the aura in it will be boiled out, and the bone broth is also a great supplement, don't waste it."

Huang Qi took a deep breath and let the rich fragrance penetrate into his lungs from his nostrils, looking unusually enjoyable.

"If you like it, take it back and drink it, you should make up for your kidney deficiency, maybe the old tree can bloom and bear a bunch of fruits!"

Wang Lang laughed, but as soon as the words landed, his face changed, and a thick anger appeared on it.

"It's coming!"

Just listen to the small sound of "rustling" as if it appeared out of thin air, filling your ears in an instant.

The sound came from all directions, but most of it was gathered in the direction facing Hanjia Village and Xiaoshan. The number is impossible to judge, because it is already densely connected.

"Let's get started!"

I took out the walkie-talkie and said it, and there was an immediate response.

"Roger!"

The words were unusually calm, not even the slightest emotion, as if they were used to seeing the big scenes of life and death.

The sound of "squirming" is getting closer and denser. In the darkness, there seemed to be a myriad of hideous ghosts approaching rapidly, trying to tear everything that stood in their way to shreds.

In the darkness a few hundred meters away from Hanjia Village, black shadows were moving rapidly.

There is no quantity in sight, and there is no end in sight, only the thin sound seems to be endless, swarming towards Hanjia Village.

On the county road not far from Hanjia Village, dozens of large vans are lined up like a long line. The headlights weren't on, but everyone next to the car was wearing night vision devices and didn't move like pillars.

"Roger!"

The words were so cold that they didn't have a trace of emotion, like thunder, and then disappeared in an instant. The walkie-talkie in his hand was directly attached to the buckle of his belt, and the man turned and walked to the back of the van.

"It's really fast, this old monster is really ferocious, if it weren't for the early preparations, it is estimated that few people in the entire Hanjia Village would be able to escape."

Listening to the dense sound of "squirming" in his ears, Huang Qi was still happily drinking his drink, without any nervousness.

By noon, all the villagers in Hanjia Village had left.

Everyone saw how powerful the old monster was, so after proposing a plan to let them escape for the time being, most of them agreed. And the few remaining families are not willing to leave so easily, and want to be compensated.

In this regard, Chen Zhenguo and Huang Qi replied that they love to move or not, and they don't care if they die.

So...... These so-called "simple villagers with deep feelings for their hometown" panicked, and the speed was like a rabbit being chased by a dog, faster than anyone else.

They had also planned to gather a crowd to make trouble, but when Huang Qi threw a fire talisman on the person who led the trouble, the scene immediately fell silent.

Greed is in the nature of living beings, but when life is threatened, it is a joke.

There was also an old woman lying on the ground and scolding the street, but no one paid any attention to her.

Everyone is busy working, who has the time to take care of a shrew?

In this way, I don't love my family anymore, I don't love my family, I don't sprinkle it, I don't make trouble, I don't make trouble, I move out honestly.

"Old fritters are old fritters, or do you have a way!"

Wang Lang sighed, if he wanted to change it, he would probably be angry and throw this group of fools out directly.

"Don't underestimate the wisdom of grassroots workers, as long as you grasp their vital points, no matter how much trouble you make, you will be obedient!"

Huang Qi laughed twice, and his expression was as much as he could.

"You're a fart grassroots worker, and you're a god stick!"

Wang Lang snorted, grabbed the peachwood sword in his hand and kept wiping it.

Peach wood, also known as dragon wood and ghost wood, has a delicate texture and clear texture, and is the most common material for exorcism. In particular, the kind of peach wood that is exposed to sunlight all year round is the best among the evil woods.

This peachwood sword has undergone a special process to improve the texture significantly, although it is not enough to beat the money sword, but it is much harder than ordinary soft copper.

And not only that, the yang energy contained in the peach wood sword has also increased a lot, and ordinary ghosts are either killed or injured when they encounter them, and even the powerful ghosts and Mao Zhuang are not comfortable when they are hit by the vital point.

The noise around them was getting closer and closer, and under the illumination of the lights, the rats in front had broken through the junction of light and darkness and entered the range of Hanjia Village.

"That's a lot!"

A large area of black pressure in the line of sight swarmed in, so dense that it did not leave the slightest gap, and even many fast-running mice in the back jumped directly onto the same kind of people in front of them.

The speed of the rat colony was so fast that it had advanced several meters in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this situation, Wang Lang stood up suddenly, and the peachwood sword in his hand was "creaked" by his grasp.

"Young people don't be so impulsive, sit back and watch with peace of mind!"

"I'm afraid that if I sit for a while, I'll even gnaw my bones clean."

Wang Lang took out a few fire talismans from his pocket, although he knew Huang Qi's plan and arrangement, but in the face of the large number of rats that seemed to be boundless, he couldn't help but be nervous.

"Squeak Squeak ......"

(End of chapter)