"Well, there are indeed private armed forces," said the assistant, "and this place is the border between Laos and Burma, and it is a typical three-way situation, and neither country has the energy to take care of this place, so there are often armed teams." ”

The driver was a little worried: "No danger, right?" ”

"As long as you follow me, it's no problem." The assistant smiled and was about to leave, when Zhu Qiang suddenly said, "I understand." ”

The assistant looked back at him, "Boss, what do you understand?" ”

"Did those fresh corpses come from private forces?" Zhu Qiang asked.

The assistant's face was not good-looking, and he laughed dryly, "Boss, this has nothing to do with you." You pay us to provide you with a corpse that you are satisfied with, and that's fine, and the rest is better to know less. ”

The driver was furious: "How did you talk to Zhu Ye?" ”

The assistant sneered: "Don't think that if you give a few gold leaves, you can know anything casually, let me tell you, when you enter this mountain, you are a dragon and a tiger are lying down, so you don't get into trouble!" If something happens, I won't be able to protect you. ”

"Damn, use your insurance?!" For the sake of Zhu Qiang, the driver and his friends turned their faces.

Zhu Qiang said slowly: "What kind of anger do you have, follow the customs of the locals." Okay, I promise you, when you enter the mountain, you will listen to you honestly. ”

The assistant snorted coldly: "That's right." Also, don't anger my boss Azanyuan, he is a cultivator of the black law, and his temper is not very good. I've been following him for two years, and he knows his temperament best, he can kill people without blinking, I tell you. ”

Zhu Qiang smiled: "We definitely won't mess with him, each cultivating his own." ”

The assistant looked at him, his eyes were a little contemptuous, he definitely didn't think that there could be a master of cultivation in China, in his concept, the most powerful wizards in the world are all gathered in Southeast Asia, and the cultivators in other places are not worth mentioning.

We followed him into the mountains, the woods were dense, there was almost no road, and after entering the bushes, the assistant opened the way in front, and it could be seen that he was very skillful in walking this road, and when the trees stood in the way, he would not cut the trees to the side, but used various methods, or turned or drilled, and easily bypassed.

We followed his example and moved forward, it was too physically exhausting to walk, and I panted and asked him why he didn't make a path every time he walked. The assistant sneered: "The places where Azan practiced retreat are all secrets, how can outsiders find them casually, and it is already good to let you come." ”

After walking for two hours, I was almost dehydrated and finally sat down to rest. I held the kettle and gulped down the water, regaining some strength throughout my body. After resting for a while, he continued on his way, this time not far away, and crossed a hill and saw a pile of abandoned thatched huts in the middle of the dense forest.

When I got closer, I saw that the roofs of these thatched huts were paved with straw, and the houses were nailed with wooden planks, which was extremely simple, that is, it could barely keep people out of the rain.

The assistant untied the hiking bag and carried the prepared supplies inside, including water, bacon, and vegetables, into a room. We followed in and saw a simple stove in the house for cooking.

The assistant took us out, pointed to the three thatched huts in the northeast corner, and said, "These three rooms belong to Azanyuan, so don't come near them if you have nothing to do, and don't disturb his practice." I'm staying here, looking for me for something. ”

I watched from afar, and the doors and windows of the three thatched huts were tightly closed, and I couldn't see what was inside. Spring in Southeast Asia is still very hot, and I was sweating all over my body when I stood here for a while, and I really didn't know how Azan could live in a steamer-like house.

"We're all in the same way, can you pay a visit?" Zhu Qiang said.

The assistant shook his head: "I suggest that you still do your own thing and don't make trouble." You all cultivate your own way, and it doesn't make much sense if you don't see it. ”

"That's right." Zhu Qiang nodded.

The assistant took us to the thatched hut to the southwest and arranged for us to stay, which was exactly diagonal to the house in Azanyuan.

The assistant said: "In the next two days, the freshest corpses will be sent over, I will say hello to you first, all the corpses must be guaranteed to Azanyuan first, and after he finishes picking, it will be your turn." ”

Zhu Qiang smiled and didn't speak.

The driver pulled the assistant aside and muttered in a low voice, presumably wanting him to take care of it, and the driver stuffed the assistant with something again.

This time, the assistant resolutely didn't ask for it, and said: "Azanyuan is very terrible, he doesn't rub sand in his eyes, he doesn't care about other things, if it's something greasy on the corpse, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat and walk around, so don't hurt me." ”

Zhu Qiang said: "Then let me ask you a very simple question. ”

"Just ask." The assistant looked at him.

"Are these huts villages? How come there is no one to live in and be deserted for so long? Zhu Qiang asked.

The assistant said: "This village is called Lailan, speaking of history is quite deep, about forty years ago, here and another village conflicts, that village is inhabited by Khmer headhunters, and then launched an ambush, killed all the people in this village, this place is deserted, it is said to be haunted, no one dared to come for many years, so it has become a retreat for wizards who practice black law." ”

Zhu Qiang nodded, thoughtful.

In the evening the assistant came again and brought us simple water and bacon, which tasted tasteless, of course, much better than being hungry. The assistant told us that he brought only a limited number of meals and could only provide us with one meal a day.

Zhu Qiang asked him when he would go out of the mountain again, and after the assistant said that it would take a week, Zhu Qiang asked the driver to follow him and go out to buy something.

I watched from the side, and sighed secretly in my heart, you can go out and enter this mountain as you want, only I was firmly watched to die in this place.

After eating and resting, Zhu Qiang didn't share a room with me, he estimated that I would not have the intention of running away for a while, so he let me live alone.

I couldn't eat enough, I slept until midnight and I was hungry, here is no better than at home, I can't eat anything I want, I can only endure it.

On the second day, the assistant took the driver to the mountains to fetch water. In this ghost place, it is unrealistic to expect water to come in from the outside, so you can only get water on the spot. The two of them walked for most of the day, and only came back in the afternoon, and the kettle they were carrying was almost all full. At dinner in the evening, the driver talked about what happened when he was fetching water, they met a private armed man in the mountains, the soldiers were wearing yellow uniforms, they couldn't tell which team it was, one of them was holding a rifle in his hand, fortunately there was an assistant to communicate, otherwise something could have happened.

Zhu Qiang said: "According to your opinion, that team should be stationed near the water source." ”

The driver nodded, he lit the small oil lamp, and there were only three of us in the room.

The assistant went to pick up the source of the corpse, and we were strictly forbidden to follow, and the driver and Zhu Qiang applied to follow the assistant to take a look, so that Zhu Qiang could stop it. I can't understand what Zhu Qiang is doing.

Zhu Qiang repeatedly asked the driver what he had seen at the time, and asked him if he remembered the location of the water source, the driver was an old fritter, and drew a detailed road map with a pen. I sat next to me and didn't speak, and I could see that this driver should have been a soldier, and it was a technical soldier, and the topographic map he drew was very detailed, marking the surrounding terrain and precautions.

"Master Zhu, what do you want to do?" The driver asked in a low voice.

Zhu Qiang said calmly: "It's not time, wait and see." He blew out the oil lamp with a puff, and the room fell into darkness.

I didn't say anything all night, and when I got up again in the morning, there was a fierce conversation outside. I had only one meal a day, and I didn't get anything to eat when I got up early, so I simply wanted to sleep a little longer, but the noise outside got louder and louder, so I had to sit up and push open the broken window to look out. I was stunned when I saw it.

Outside, in the open space lay two corpses, both male, with incomplete limbs, one with a broken arm and the other without a leg. The driver was talking to his assistant, and Zhu Qiang was sitting on the side, his face was very ugly.

The assistant tried his best to explain what. The sun hung in the air, shining through the leaves and shining on the corpses, and the whole air was filled with a faint rancid smell.

I came out of the house and walked over to ask what was wrong.

The driver also complained: "The corpses given to us are all defective products, not to mention the female corpses, they are all corpses." ”

The assistant sneered: "Do you know how difficult it is to get a female corpse now?" Not to mention young girls, even old women in their forties and fifties are rare in this mountain. ”

I squatted on the ground and looked at the corpse, and Jun Xiaojiao said in his heart: "Don't look at it, these two people were hacked to death with knives, and they were executed." ”

"Execution-style executions......" I muttered.

"Their fatal wounds should have been in the back, killed from behind. When you die, you should be in a kneeling position. Jun Xiaojiao said.

"Judging from the method of death, in this way, the source of the corpse should be from that private armed group." I muttered a guess.

At this time, the driver asked the assistant loudly: "How many corpses did your boss Azanyuan pick up?" ”

The assistant shouted: "Can you compare with my boss, all the corpses have to be handed over to him before they can get to you." ”

"We can add money." Said the driver.

"It's really not about money," the assistant softened: "The corpses provided are limited, so I'll leave it to you, what should my boss do, can't he guess that I did it in the middle?" ”

"Is the corpse source here to contact you first?" The driver asked.

The assistant nodded: "That's right, Azan is far from meeting with anyone, except me, so I take care of the outside affairs." ”