Standing on the river, Kuha could see more clearly.

He had never seen such a lively scene in Heilongjiang - the sound of gunshots, the sound of water, and the sound of crying, boiling in the sky! The elderly, the children, the men, the women, either struggled in the water or were taken for fun by the old hairy man on the boat.

He saw a broken arm float under his feet, and the stubble was like half of pork he had chopped open. There was also blood in the shape of cotton wool floating out of the broken stubble, washed away by the water, and then faded.

Kuha felt like he was dead, definitely dead. Because so many people died tragically in front of him, he had no sorrow or joy. Lao Maozi floated around on the river in a small boat and didn't look at him much.

I really regret not looking at my corpse...... Kuha thinks it's amazing, do people think like this when they die? At that moment, he felt that it was good to be dead. As long as death is like this, then why be afraid of death? If you die, you don't have to be bullied by others, if you die, you don't have to starve, if you die, you don't have to run around for a living every day, and when you die, you're gone.

The only regret is probably that I didn't see my father and sister for the last time. It was so chaotic that he couldn't remember what had happened, but he remembered that when he was arrested, he and his family were forced by Russian soldiers with knives and guns, but they walked two ways.

Maybe it's better if you don't see the last side, so you won't be sad.

Unable to move, unable to speak, Kuha just stood on the surface of the river and watched. While watching, I was living a mess of thoughts in my heart. Two hours! The river was bustling for two hours. Many people drowned, many people were killed. There are also people who swim across the river very well and have a big life, so Lao Maozi really doesn't chase them. Every time he passed, Kuha kept a count in his mind, and counted and counted it, but until the river calmed down, there would be no more than eighty people who passed.

When the people who were driven into the water by Lao Maozi died and fled, the Russian soldiers began to clean up the river. They used a stick more than five feet long with barbs on top to hook the corpses floating on the river, tied them with ropes and tied them to the gang. When there were enough corpses in tow, they were pulled together to the river and piled on the shore.

The soldiers were rude when they got hooked, how convenient they were, and they didn't care if they hooked their hands and feet or stabbed them in the eye sockets of corpses.

There are a lot of people, the river is wide, and the water is fast. Many of the corpses were taken downstream, and some of the corpses had not yet come to the surface, so the Russian soldiers wandered on the lake for a whole day, until there were no floating corpses on the river, and dead people piled up along the river for a mile!

Barrels and barrels of fire oil were poured on the corpses. The soldiers were drenched in oil and laughed loudly. They are not fighting, they are preparing for a grand celebration! The bonfire, made of the corpses of the Chinese, stretched for a mile on the riverbed. Lao Maozi didn't have the patience to dig a pit and bury it, so he burned it all in one fire, so that he didn't have to worry about the plague brought by these corpses in such a hot season.

These people who fell by the river, never before have they been so close to each other as they are now, your head resting on his shoulder, my hand in your mouth. Kuha felt sorry for not seeing his body, but he felt that it didn't make a difference, it should be in the pile of oiled dead.

The flames lit up, and billowing black smoke and laughter rose into the clouds. The sunset, firelight, laughter and joy reflect the river water of Heilongjiang in red! It seems to be spread out on the surface of the water like blood, rippling a layer, with the fishy smell of mud and sand in the river water and the stench of burning corpses!

It was getting dark, and there were few stars and no bright moonlight that night.

Kuha felt the chains on his hands and around his neck be touched! Looking at it again, Kuha suddenly remembered that he had been dragged to the surface of the river by two strangely dressed men with iron chains.

The two men walked away, and Kuha was tied to his hands and neck, and he had to follow behind. At this time, he felt that it might not be a good thing to be able to move, these two people were not like the messengers who led him to the "Yanmenkan", and the mountain god "Bai Nacha" would not have such a messenger. This made Kuha very panicked, could it be that he couldn't go to the other world because he died an unclean death? You know, he wants to go to Yanmenkan to reunite with his family!

The two monsters, who didn't know whether they were demons or ghosts, drove with Kuha - they walked fast, and Kuha had to struggle to keep up with them. The night was so dark that Kuha couldn't see the way, let alone how far he had walked.

Later, Kuha became more and more tired, and he only felt that his hands and feet were no longer his own. But he was sober, sober and painfully aware of how his body felt. The heavy chains would tighten his flesh when he slowed down, and the pain was so unbearable that in order not to endure the hardships again, he could only drag his tired body and try to walk as fast as he could.

Until the sky gradually brightened, he saw a light floating up from the sky, and he heard the rooster crow! That's when Kuha realized that he had been gone all night.

And at the moment when he heard the rooster crow, the two strangely dressed men were gone, and the chains that bound his neck and hands were gone, and an unprecedented sleepiness pounced on him. Then the feeling of being enveloped in the cold water of the early morning stung him, and then Kuha fell unconscious.

"It sounds like a story in "Liao Zhai"!" Chu An sighed, "Are you saying that overnight, you were taken all the way from Heilongjiang to Changtu Mansion City by two things that I don't know what it was?" Boy! If you ride a carriage or horse, you have to walk for a month! ”

"Are so many people really dead? Just yesterday? Chen was still skeptical of the young man's words.

Kuha talked for a long time, and his eyes were a little swollen from crying, but he finally stopped crying, and his voice was a little wrong when he opened his voice again: "I also want to dream!" You are all benefactors who saved my life, why am I talking nonsense about you? I just really died and cleaned up my family, and it was a night of kung fu from Hailan Pao to Changtu who didn't know what to do. If you don't understand, I don't understand! ”

"You're also a big life!" Huzi interjected at this time, "The 'Yang God' under the Ghost King's class deducted his body, and he is not dead yet!" ”

Huzi's words are not good, as if he wishes that people would not die well. But this is really what he thinks in his heart, this person named Kuha, has a big life!

"Little Huzi, what kind of twist and turn is this? Don't be so particular about it, right? Chu An asked. Chu Jiaoxi's question attracted Kuha's attention, he originally thought that this thirteen or fourteen-year-old child could say something, it was nothing more than not accumulating virtue in his mouth, how could he think that the people around him were all looking like they were deeply impressed, waiting for the answer of the later life, could it be that this young man is still a shaman?

Huzi frowned slightly, and said, "I have heard this thing from my master, and I have always listened to it as a story, but I didn't expect it to really let me meet such a number!" You don't really need to think about it, there is a good chance that what he said is true. ”

"Then you say, don't sell it!" Xiao Jiu hurriedly said, "It's not a matter of spending money to invite you to see, and no one will give you money for incense if you hold it." ”

"Don't interrupt, let me tell me!" Huzi drank Xiao Jiu and said, "But if there are too many people who die in vain in a place, and the resentment cannot be spread, a 'ghost domain' will be opened in the yang world, and ordinary people can't get in during the day, and the evil ghosts inside can't come out." There are mostly demons without sanity, surviving by devouring the flesh and blood of the human body. One of them can give orders, and he is called the 'Ghost King'. The ghost king is the cornerstone of a ghost domain, if the ghost king is destroyed, the ghost domain will be dispersed, it's not that he can't get out, even if he wants to leave, the thousands of ghosts will not allow him to leave! ”

"Do you have anything to do with this?" Chen couldn't help but ask.

Huzi nodded and continued: "The Ghost King also wants to devour people's yang qi and flesh, but he can't leave the ghost realm like an ordinary unjust soul, so he can only let the 'Yang God' under his hand go out to get people. The god of detention is said to be a god, but in fact, it is a very fierce evil ghost, a soul that has separated the soul, and has been refined by the ghost king. The god of detention has the magical power of shrinking the ground into inches, and can even cover the body that is arrested with blinding spells, so that ordinary people cannot see it. But they can only walk at night, and they must settle before the rooster crows, or they will be gone. The two detained yang gods just walked all night and didn't go to the place, but the divine power didn't say that they could be collected, and they couldn't stand anymore when they walked away, so they threw down a person who was alive. ”

"Huzi, what you said is not right!" Chu An heard a little wrong, "Not to mention why the Yang God is willing to go far, just say that since they can only walk at night, they should know how far they can go in one night, and since they have already gone to Heilongjiang to catch this young man, they should be able to walk back before dawn." ”

"That's something I don't understand." Huzi frowned, "According to my master, it will be slow to walk with people...... But...... Let's talk about the near and far first. The god of detention can't detain people in the world for no reason, he has to reject people in a place where there is a lot of resentment! We are not worshipping the land and the city god in life, and the willingness of thousands of mortals is not a useless thing, so many people believe that the city god and the land can keep the peace, and they can really keep the party safe. But if there are some places where the people's grievances fluctuate, and the people are panicked, blindfold the eyes of the earth immortals, and cover the ears of the earth immortals, this yang god will be able to start. So the Hailan bubble he said was slaughtered by Lao Maozi, I believe it. They walked to Changtu Mansion at dawn, so this ghost domain is actually not far away from us, I dare to pack a ticket, when the Boxers killed people a few days ago, these gods also came to detain people! ”

"Little Ancestor, don't dare to say this!" Chu An gestured to Huzi in a low voice, "It's okay in the Drum Tower, outside, the Boxers are in full swing, haven't you seen the official list?" It's been almost a month since the Holy Lord issued the "Edict of Declaration of War"! There are a lot of Boxers in the city, and the Boxers don't dare to talk nonsense! ”

Huzi arched his hand, signaling that he knew. He pondered for a moment and then said, "There is another matter, that is, why they didn't go back to the ghost domain at dawn. I thought about it for two reasons. One was that the gods of the sun had not traveled such a far, and the ghost king thought that they could drag a person back overnight, so he sent them out. One more ...... This ghost domain should have just been formed for a long time, and it was a ghost king who had just taken shape for a long time, and he didn't know that he couldn't come back after dragging people all night. ”

Hearing Huzi's words, everyone in the house had a chill down their backs!

"Is this ghost domain far away from Changtu Mansion?" Chen asked.

"I don't know," Huzi said, "here in Changtu Mansion, there are a lot of people who have died recently, but the time is too short, and my master said that when he comes back, he will have to do a Dharma to overdo it, and it will not be able to make the climate." But it's definitely not far from us, and it can't surpass Shengjing. ”

As soon as Huzi's words came out, the people in the house breathed a sigh of relief. Sheng Jing said that it is not far away, and it is indeed not close to say that it is near, as long as he does not sleep with that evil boundless play, and the disaster does not affect himself, then it has nothing to do with himself.