Zhang Donghai contacted the bus to Bashu early in the morning, and before we left the hotel, he helped everyone to make sure that the eyeliner buried in Bohai Bay would not recognize us.

Lao Zuo cut off his long hair, got a mental cut, I wore black-framed eyes with no degree, loose casual clothes became tighter leather jackets and jeans, and I also stared at a pair of brown leather shoes on my feet.

It's the most formal outfit I've ever worn since I was born, and it's hard to feel uncomfortable, but I know I'm going to keep wearing it that way in the future.

Li Huaishan: The others also have their own changes.

Lao Zuo's most significant feature is his figure and long hair, now his hair is cut, but there is no way to change his body, my most significant feature is the eyelids that can't be opened and the unique style of dressing of the old family, and now I have brought thick-rimmed glasses and changed clothes, so that when we walk outside, even people who know us are not easy to recognize us.

After a while, our stand-in will walk around outside and make a bright appearance, so that Bu Zhoushan will regard long hair and horse coat as the most important features of Lao Zuo and me, and when Bu Zhoushan walks around outside in the future, he will naturally focus his attention on the big man with a ponytail and the person who is already wearing Tang costumes.

It's also a way to draw their attention.

After everyone had finished their meals, they set off in batches.

I was in a team with Zhang Donghai, Lao Zuo and Huang Yuzhong, and the remaining three people in a team, and each team set off in a different car.

On the way, I called Lin'er and asked her to inform Granny Gu and Fuba Laosi that I was going to meet with the two seniors in the area of Shunan Ghost City. Then I asked about the placement of the long-haired monster, now it is still in the Guiyin Mountain, and the old division of Fuba plans to transport it to Thunder Mountain tomorrow morning, where there is a very hidden mountain house, the long-haired monster is hiding there, and it should be difficult to find it in Buzhou Mountain.

As soon as the phone hung up, I contacted Yoda again, firstly to ask him if he had come out of the ground, and secondly to ask where Balth had gone.

As early as before the few of us left the Ghost Yin Mountain, Yoda returned to the village, and Balth disappeared on the way back to the village, and he didn't know where Balth had gone.

In addition, Yoda told me that the maze I had placed outside the stockade had been broken, and that the blood that had been kept in the mud tower had regained its calm.

Yoda thanked me for saving Lao Yi and asked me when I could go over, saying that Dawu wanted to see me.

I'm sure I'm going to go back to the stockade, but I still have a lot of things to do, and I really can't go back, so I didn't give a direct yes or no answer, but just asked Yoda to help me keep an eye on the movement in the stockade, and if there are any more people who don't want to show up, contact me immediately.

Yoda smiled on the other end of the phone: "You saved our village twice, just like our reborn parents, no matter what you ask, we will comply." ”

I pondered for a moment and said, "There is no such thing as having parents, we are equal." ”

Hearing my words, Yoda fell silent.

I hope that he does grasp the meaning of the word "equality."

When I hung up the phone for the second time, Zhang Donghai, who was sitting on the side, spoke: "You are really busy, usually I either see you calling, or you are on the way out of the mission, or on the way out of the mission." ”

He spoke a little sarcastically, but my heart was a little heavy and I couldn't laugh at all.

I leaned my head against the window, looked at the scenery that flashed by quickly, and let out a long breath.

I still remember the first time I left my house, the head of the empty cloud road once told me that when I walked outside, I must see more, think more, and feel more.

Now that I think about it, it was indeed a very wise choice for me to travel away from home at that time, if it is placed now, the time is in a hurry, you can only rush all the way, there is not even the slightest gap to make you stop, let alone say anything, see more, think more, feel more.

The whole state of life is to rush forward, without mentioning it, because there are so many things to do, and deep down in my heart there is a huge sense of exhaustion and numbness every day.

I've had enough days like this, but I can't help it, I still have to continue to live it.

Because there are some things that someone must do, and there is some pain that someone must take the initiative to bear.

The speed of the bus was not fast, and it took us a long journey to finally arrive in Chengdu.

When we got out of the car, there was no one to pick us up.

Originally, I thought that Lao Zuo and Zhang Donghai had already been contacted, so I didn't ask more, when I got out of the bus station, Zhang Donghai said that he went to the toilet, I thought he was going to connect with the person who answered us, but I didn't expect him to really go to the toilet, and when he came back, he also bought a bottle of ice water from a nearby stall.

"How are we going to Soul Village?" Before Zhang Donghai could wait for me, he asked.

I was immediately shocked: "How do you go to the Soul Village?" You didn't arrange it? Zhang Yin: How did they get there? ”

Zhang Donghai spread his hands: "They naturally have their own methods." No, Zuo Youdao must find someone to answer us, right? ”

Then I called Lao Zuo, but Lao Zuo said that he thought I had arranged it, and he didn't contact the Soul Village in advance, and now the people from the Soul Village have been sent out to clean up the remnants of the Funeral Sect, and there are no extra people to pick us up.

Now we are all blind, I thought you arranged, you thought I arranged, but in fact, no one arranged.

Trouble, we can't walk to Jisoul Village, it's quite far from Chengdu.

Zhang Donghai probably realized that something was wrong, and when I hung up the phone, he asked me on the side: "What now?" Why don't we take the bus again? ”

I said, "Is the Soul Village in the city?" ”

"You're kidding, the Soul Village is hidden in a hundred miles of mountains."

Nonsense, of course I know that the Soul Village is in the deep mountains and old forests!

I think that when Li Huaishan and I were traveling abroad, we often collected things like corpse oil and corpse pills and sent them to Jisoul Village, and sometimes we had to supply antiquities to the ghost market of Jisoul Village. I talked briefly about those two years, and I probably didn't mention them, hey, I forgot if I mentioned them.

You can take a bus to the county seat, but there is still a long way to go from the county seat to Jijizhuang, and you must have a car.

I was annoyed here, and Zhang Donghai suddenly reminded: "By the way, the sharpest knife of our old family is still in your hand!" ”

When he said that, I raised my hand and slapped it on my head, yes, how could I forget about it.

Before I went to Daliang Mountain, Yu Heng gave me a long list, which recorded many names, and those people are the backbone of the Jingzi vein, the dark piles that the old family sprinkled in the rivers, lakes and seas, and the sharpest knife of the old family.

If I'm still not mistaken, the old man's family did bury a pile here in Chengdu.

It just so happened that the book full of people's names was in my backpack.

I immediately took out the notebook and looked at it, but I found that there was a pile near the bus station, and the old man buried him in a hot pot restaurant opposite the exit of the station.

Zhang Donghai pointed to the name of the person on the book and said: "This person's nickname is Qingworm, and he is still a powerful master in the dark pile of the Jingzi vein." ”

I casually asked, "Is his kung fu deep, or yours deep?" ”

Zhang Donghai pouted: "That must be me, no matter what, I am also the Dingmen of the Jingzi Pulse." ”

I sighed, "In that case, his skills are not very good." ”

Zhang Donghai cried with a face, and also sighed: "Alas, I said the second master, can I call you master, you can't always compare others with yourself." You have to compare others with you, except for the three mountains and Zuo Youdao in our industry, there are few people who are better than you. If as long as you are weaker, it is called not very capable, and there are few capable people in the industry. ”

Was he stimulated to his pride to suddenly become so verbose?

I smiled and raised my chin at the hot pot restaurant across the street, "Let's go over and have a look." ”

Taking advantage of the stall crossing the road, Zhang Donghai told me that these dark piles buried outside the family have their own unique rules, when you look for them, call them their real names and ignore you, you must call them nicknames, when you report your home, you have to report the name of the master first, and then report your own name, when talking to them, a sentence cannot be longer than a minute, that is, no matter how long it is, it must be said within a minute.

I asked Zhang Donghai why there were not so many rules when I came into contact with him, and Zhang Donghai said that these rules were set up by the secret pile, and other people in Jingzimai did not have to follow them.

From Zhangdonghai's words, I can hear that these dark piles sprinkled all over the world don't seem to be too constrained by him.

The sharpest knife in the family, I'm afraid it's not so easy to pick up.

But it doesn't matter, if this is a ready-made good knife, then I'm not polite, just take it and use it, if it's not very convenient, then repair it and use it again, how simple the truth.

As soon as we entered the store, a guy immediately came over to greet us and asked how many of us were.

Zhang Donghai didn't respond to him, but just asked if the shopkeeper was there.

Taking advantage of his efforts to inquire about the news, I took a good look at the store with ghost eyes, and the decoration style is not detailed, just two words: elegant, the health situation in the store is also very good, it is not a meal yet, but there are already several tables of people, it can be seen that the business in the store should be quite good.

Directly across from me, there was a staircase with a corner, and below the staircase was the cash register and the wine rack of the God of Fortune in the middle, and a man wrapped in a white apron and white sleeves on his arms stood behind the cash register, looking down at us.

His face was lowered, only his brow furrowed, and he peeked at us beyond the upper frame of his glasses, this man had no hair, but the top of his head was not shiny, obviously not oily skin, and a whole piece of green stubble could be seen on the scalp.

(End of chapter)