Yang Wenming looked at me with blank eyes.

I nodded and said, "Okay, give him the money." In addition, you translate it again and tell this Mr. Song that I hope he can stay and help us bury the body together, and there will be additional money. ”

Yang Wenming was stunned, looked at me, and whispered for a long time: "Boss Wang, you don't need to worry about these corpses, in fact, you don't need to bury them, there is a ditch not far from this village, and after Azanyuan used up the corpses, they were all thrown there, and it was not troublesome at all." ”

I remembered the dirt ditch that I had fallen into to examine the corpses, and it was covered in the smell of corpses.

I shook my head: "Since we can bury the corpses of those cultivators, we should also bury these civilians, and treat life equally. ”

Yang Wenming looked at me for a long time, and he still didn't understand it, but he still respected my decision and negotiated with Song Gan. Song Gan nodded and expressed his meaning, as long as he was given money to let him do anything, it didn't matter if he killed someone.

Yang Wenming took out the gold leaf and handed it to him, Yang Wenming bit it with his teeth, and roasted it with a lighter, it seems that he is a veteran in identifying gold.

After the transaction of a sum of money and a corpse, we waited for the rain to stop and went to dig a pit and bury the corpse. The rain was relatively rare in the jungle of Laos, and it continued to rain until it was almost night.

A few of us came out of the house with tools, and I saw that Song Khan actually came on a three-bucket cart, similar to a motorcycle in front, and a dump bucket in the back, with three corpses lying on their stomachs, two men and one woman.

Song Gan negotiated with Yang Wenming, I rummaged through the corpse, and Yang Wenming came over and said, "Song Gan asked, where are we buried?" ”

At this time, I turned over the female corpse, and I was shocked, this is a girl in her early twenties, not pretty, a little dark, with long flowing hair, which is of the average level in Southeast Asia. But in this mountain, there is such a woman, which is really rarer than rare animals.

I was shocked because I had an impression of this woman. At that time, I remember that the driver and I followed Yang Wenming to the river to take a bath, and when we were about to leave, we once saw a group of women swimming under the protection of soldiers. I remember very well that among them was this woman, who had the highest voice at the time, and was laughing, laughing so loudly that she splashed water everywhere.

Although the situation was critical at that time and I could only take a quick glance, I still left a deep impression on this woman, but I didn't expect her to die like this.

"Ask Song Gan how these three corpses died." I say.

I've always wondered why private armed forces worship corpses from time to time, and why do they execute criminals every day? But the woman in front of her is not a criminal, she should be a woman for the big guy to have fun, why would she die.

Song Gan listened to Yang Wenming's words, an extremely sly smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head.

Yang Wenming was very discerning, and directly took out another piece of gold leaf and stuffed it to Song Gan. Song Gan was overjoyed and hurriedly spoke, while Yang Wenming listened beside him. What Song Gan said was not long, and he didn't know much.

Yang Wenming sighed: "Boss Wang, this golden leaf flower is really not worth it." Song Gan said that the two men were slaves captured by their organization, and they were specially responsible for the work, and they were seriously ill and could not do the work, so they were directly executed. That woman, the woman of General Su, slept with General Su one night, and died the next day for some reason. The female corpses that were sent before were all General Su's women, and they slept with General Su and died the next day. These soldiers privately guessed that General Su must have some special fetish, and the woman would be killed if she didn't understand. ”

I asked Yang Wenming to ask who this General Su was.

Somkhan told us that General Su was the leader of the organization, who was originally stationed in Thailand, and later fought guerrilla warfare, and led his troops to the border of Laos, where he became king.

He also described what General Su looked like, General Su was a big fat man, very majestic, and unsmiling, but during this period of time, few people could see him, only the people at the top of the team could communicate with him, and it was difficult for the low-level soldiers to see him.

I was a little suspicious in my heart, this General Su was very similar to the leader of the armed organization I met in Thailand before, and I was also cheated by this organization at that time, and I almost didn't hang up in Thailand. You won't meet old acquaintances again, will you?

I examined the woman's corpse carefully, and found a strange place, the woman's corpse had a fatal wound under her neck, as if it had been torn open by some wild beast. I chuckled in my heart, why is this female corpse so like Azanyuan sucking human blood?

I suddenly remembered that in Azanyuan's house, there was also a female corpse, suspended by a rope.

I asked Song Gan and Yang Wenming to follow me, and we went to one of the rooms where Azan Yuan was retreating, and sure enough, we found the corpse of a woman hanging from a rope. The two of them were surprised, but not too afraid, and helped me to dismantle the woman's body.

Song Gan said a word, and Yang Wenming hurriedly helped me translate, saying that Song Gan just said that this female corpse also served General Su before her death, and then she didn't know how she died.

We carried the bodies out, and the two female bodies were looked at together, and I found that their fatal injuries were all lacerations on the neck, almost identical.

I touched my chin and was a little suspicious, when the female corpse was found in Azanyuan's house, it was actually Zhu Qiang who first discovered the fatal wound on the neck, and we guessed at that time that Azanyuan was the black method of cultivating Feifei's head, and he had to suck human blood, and the blood of this female corpse was sucked clean by him.

But now, there is still a lot of fog in it, if the two female corpses died in the same way, both were fatal wounds on the neck, then judging from the second corpse, when Azan Yuan didn't get the second corpse, the second woman had already died of blood loss due to the wound on the neck.

In other words, the wound on the neck was not caused by Azanyuan.

Could it be that someone else sucks human blood? Is it General Su? I sketched the image of General Su in my mind, with a big belly and poop, looking smiling, but in fact, killing people without blinking.

Could it be that he is also repairing the flying head? No, the flying head landing must be a specific Malay ethnic group to practice. I don't get it.

I asked Yang Wenming to ask Song Gan, do we don't want corpses, these people will also die?

Song Gan nodded and told us that these people are mortal, and if you don't need them, they will burn them on the spot.

I feel very heavy, and I feel that the private armed organization is a living hell, and whoever falls into their organization should not want to come out alive.

The three of us spent almost a night burying all the bodies in a corner of the village, and finally I went over.

By the time I was done, it was almost dawn. Yang Wenming cooked something simply, the three of us ate, and he discussed with me whether to go out of the mountain today.

Because the organization killed people for no reason, it made me feel very heavy, but there was nothing I could do, even if I had some magical powers, it was impossible to confront such a frenzied armed organization, it was no better than an egg hitting a stone.

All I can do is use my power to help surpass some of the undead.

I didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment, so I discussed it with Yang Wenming, because it takes a long time to get out of the mountain, and we didn't sleep much yesterday, so we have to rest for a while, and then start going down the mountain around noon.

Song Gan wanted to go back, and he asked me if I was a Dharma cultivator and why I didn't want a corpse. I told him that I was, but now I don't practice the black law.

He thoughtfully rode away on a three-bucket cart.

Yang Wenming was exhausted, and fell asleep. I was resting in another room.

After a few hours of sleep, I was woken up, and when I opened the door, I was startled to find four or five soldiers outside, all loaded with guns. Yang Wenming was negotiating with them, his face pale.

Seeing that I was out, he hurriedly came over and said, "Boss Wang, it's really troublesome, they want you to go." ”

"What for?" I asked with a frown.

The leader of these soldiers was Song Gan, and he came over and talked a lot, but looking at the situation, he didn't mean to embarrass me, and he seemed very respectful.

Yang Wenming, who was an interpreter on the side, told me that Song Gan had gone back to report the situation here, and that they needed a cultivator within their organization to help them solve an extremely difficult matter. Originally, I wanted to find Azanyuan, but now that Azan is far away, he came to me.

"What's the matter?" I asked. Yang Wenming hurriedly translated the past.

Song Gan said it, and then I knew what was going on. Their request was strange: in this mountainous region of Laos, a few miles further on, near the border, there was a lake. The name of this lake is Mosquito Lake, and as the name suggests, it is full of poisonous mosquitoes.

The request of the organization is that I am a Dharma cultivator, and let me lead a fleet to go deep into this mosquito lake and salvage something.

Song Gan said something again, and Yang Wenming's eyes lit up: "Boss Wang, Song Gan said that if this is done, the organization will pay you a large amount of money." ”

I said coldly, "What payment?" ”

Song Gan gestured, Yang Wenming's throat moved, and said, "A diamond." ”