Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Receiver
I grabbed Li Huaishan's arm and forcibly pulled him off the ground, the light of the fire shining from the waterhole made the expression on his face clearly visible.
As he stood up, his eyes widened, and footsteps began to sound behind me.
Even if I didn't look back, I knew what was going on, and without saying a word, I pulled Li Huaishan and ran.
Li Huaishan is always harder than anyone else, but now his two legs are all weak, I pulled him to run a few steps, he staggered, and his body was soft and stabbed to the ground.
I didn't dare to slow down, so I grabbed him hard and put him directly on my shoulder.
The mountain road was difficult, my feet were full of weeds, and I couldn't run faster even with all my strength, but the footsteps behind me were getting louder and louder, and they were getting closer and closer to me.
I ran on flat ground at a speed that was close to the world record, and even if there was a lot of grass on the road, it was impossible for a normal person to keep up with me, but the things that were chasing behind me were faster than one another, and now their footsteps had reached five or six meters behind me.
I guess it won't be long before I'll be overtaken.
I knew I couldn't take it lightly until I figured out the situation, but if I was forced to die, I had to keep my eyes open.
If Guan Gong doesn't open his eyes, he will kill people when he opens his eyes, since the things that come up with him are not people, even if they are killed, they should not break the law.
Not far ahead is the bushes, I remember that the old man just now came out of there, and the footsteps had reached two or three meters behind me, I didn't hesitate any longer, I directly threw away my arms and threw Li Huaishan into the bushes. Then he stopped, turned, and clenched his fists.
Just as he was about to let go of the evil aura in his body, he heard someone shouting behind him: "Follow me!" ”
It was the old man's voice.
When I looked back, I saw that he had half of his body out of the bushes, and Li Huaishan was wrapped in his arm.
Probably seeing that I didn't leave immediately, he hurriedly beckoned to me: "Come with me, quick!" ”
Li Huaishan is in his hands, no matter how much I think he has a problem, I have to do what he says.
Something had caught up with me on the other side of the waterhole, and I didn't delay any longer, plunging into the bushes.
The old man hurriedly stuffed Li Huaishan to me, and then took my arm and drilled deep into the bushes.
The bush looked dense from the outside, but it was hollowed out from the inside, and the old man led me a short distance, and then looked in the direction of the waterhole with the lantern.
The light of the fire pierced through the gaps in the bushes, illuminating the things standing outside, most of them still muscular, others covered in human skin.
Like that old Song, everyone's skin was very loose, and their eyes were not white, and under the light of the fire, there was a deep darkness in their eye sockets.
The old man let out a long sigh: "It's good that I didn't catch up." ”
With that, he turned around and grabbed me, and walked briskly deeper into the bushes.
I followed him quickly and slowly, without saying a word.
On this old man, there is a fragrance unique to the last years of the Qing Dynasty, I don't know if this smell comes from him or something from him.
I didn't trust this person at all, and my fists were clenched all the time, just in case he suddenly attacked me and Li Huaishan.
But he just kept walking, facing my weakest back, without even looking back.
The old man led us out of the bushes to a bare clearing, and at the edge of the clearing was a small wooden house with lights.
When I got to the vicinity of the wooden house, he suddenly turned his head and asked me, "Did you have murderous intent just now?" ”
I frowned and didn't speak.
He shook his head and said to himself: "You can't do anything to human corpses, they were also meritorious people in the past, except for the law that can punish them, no one else can touch them, they can't move." ”
As he spoke, he opened the door and entered the house.
After entering, he didn't close the door, which meant that Li Huaishan and I also went in.
I will use my cuffs to block the yang line and gossip money, and put my teeth in the right jacket pocket, before carrying Li Huaishan into the door.
There was only one stove, a small bed and a coarsely made chair in the room, I put Li Huaishan on the chair and rubbed the back of his neck: "How are you?" ”
Li Huaishan waved his hand, signaling that he was fine.
At this time, the old man came over with a stoneware cup: "Let him drink some water." ”
I took the cup from the old man's hand, but didn't hand it to Li Huaishan, but just asked the old man, "What do you do and why do you live here." ”
He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly: "Are you watching out for me?" Hehe, I look like this, no wonder you watch out. ”
This is true, he looks really weird, obviously his face is very large, but his facial features are all twisted together, giving people a very embarrassing feeling, especially his eyes, the inner corners of the eyes are seriously drooping, and the outer corners of the eyes are seriously raised, forming an arc of more than 30 degrees from the inside to the outside, which looks very awkward.
After a while, he said to me again: "I am the old priest here, and I am also the yin person, ah, I am the one who specially guides you yin people, I know, you are here for the Netherworld Treasure." ”
I tested the water in the cup with the tip of my tongue to confirm that it was not poisonous, and then handed it to Li Huaishan.
Fortunately, I just have toxicity in my blood, and other body fluids are not toxic, otherwise, Li Huaishan drank the water I touched, and it would have been finished on the spot.
Li Huaishan drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and took a few long breaths before slowly calming down.
I took the empty cup from his hand and handed it to the old man: "How do you know that I am here to find that thing?" ”
The old man smiled: "Of course I know this kind of thing. As I said, I'm the yin receiver here, and as long as there is a yin errand into the canyon, I will know immediately. Speaking of which, the last Yin Cha has also been missing for five or six years, and it is a good thing that there is a new person to replace him anyway. ”
As I spoke, he poured me another glass of water.
Five or six years since the last Yin Cha disappeared? But my dad has been missing for ten years, and Yan Yanan has also revealed that in the past ten years, no one in the industry knows where my parents have gone.
So I can basically conclude that the yin in his mouth is not my father.
"What's your name?" The old man asked me suddenly.
I said, "Zhang Ruofei." ”
I'm talking about Zhang, not the old man, because I don't trust him at all, so I don't plan to let him know that I'm from the old family.
Then he asked me again, "Which sect are you from?" ”
I said, "There is no sect." ”
It's really not a lie to say this, after all, the family is not a sect.
He nodded: "Oh, you are a casual cultivator, this is also strange, the first time I heard that the underworld actually chose a casual cultivator to take over the position of Yin Cha." ”
The words he said always reflected some doubts in my mind.
What does Yin Cha do, does he know where the Netherworld Tongbao is, what kind of existence does the underworld have, since he is the Yin Receiver, has he ever seen my father?
After thinking about it, I only asked the least important question of the moment: "What are those things?" ”
"Those things?" The old man was slightly puzzled, but he was quickly relieved: "You mean the 'people' in the village?" In the past, they were all yin chasers who were in charge of the Netherworld Treasure, but they were punished by heaven for violating the laws of the underworld, and they became a human corpse, and they could not be reborn forever. ”
Speaking of this, he paused, then stared at me with very puzzled eyes and asked, "...... on you?" It doesn't seem to have the breath of the Netherworld? ”
I didn't respond to him, just silently drank the water in the cup.
He didn't continue to discuss this topic, but just sighed and said: "As long as the person who takes convenience from the underworld will be restricted by the underworld's underworld, the more convenient it is, the more stringent the underworld law will be on his body." Just like those who break the precepts, holding the most powerful magic weapon in the underworld, the punishment is naturally the heaviest. After they became human corpses, they had to suffer from burning once every fifteenth month, and the suffering was unspeakable. ”
He said these things as if I knew everything, and only talked about appearances, but rarely talked about what happened.
I asked him, "What are the vows of those people?" ”
The old man sneered twice: "What other precepts can you make, aren't they all bewitched by the Netherworld Treasure?" The power of that thing is too great, as long as you master the method of urging, there are very few people in this world who can match, many people after getting the Netherworld Treasure, they want to set up their own portal, leaving a reputation for hundreds of generations, and some people want to subvert the industry and become a generation of heroes. The underworld gave the Netherworld Treasure to the Yin Difference, so that the Yin Difference maintained the balance of the Yang World, but not for their personal gain. It's a pity that from the Tang Dynasty to the present, how many generations have passed, but there are only a few people who can keep the bottom line. ”
As he spoke, he looked at me again: "Don't you have a Netherworld Treasure on you?" ”
I hated myself for not being able to lie, so I could only answer truthfully: "No." ”
The old man touched the sparse beard on his chin: "You are obviously a yin, I will never be mistaken, why is there no Netherworld Treasure on your body?" ”
I said, "I heard that there is one in the stockade, where is it?" ”
The old man paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back for two steps, and after a long time, he turned his head and asked me, "You haven't seen the Netherworld Treasure before, have you?" ”
I frowned and said, "Is there a difference between having seen and not seeing?" ”
The old man stopped: "Do you know what the Netherworld Treasure is?" ”
I put my tongue on my lips and didn't speak.
He then said, "How can you do that? As a yin cha, I don't know anything about the Netherworld Treasure, how do you urge it? What the hell does the underworld think, why did it choose you! ”
He seemed to be a little resentful when he said this, but what was he resentful?
At this time, I heard him say again: "You remember, Netherworld Tongbao, also known as ghost money, was originally refined by a scholar of the Tang Dynasty through the Daqi of the underworld, by the way, this scholar is called Yuan Tiangang, I heard that he is still a warlock." After he made four copper coins, he used three of them to buy off the ghost, so as to infiltrate the underworld, tamper with the book of life and death, and was able to ascend to the third generation in advance. After Yuan Tiangang ascended, the Netherworld Tongbao became a thing in the underworld, and later as a token, it was handed over to each generation of Yin Cha. Yin and ghost are two different things, Yin is a person, and a ghost is a ghost, and you should also remember this. ”
I turned the cup in my hand: "What's the use of knowing this?" ”
The old man picked the corners of his mouth: "The more you know, the easier it is to find the ancient money in the stockade." ”