The small room fell into an oppressive silence, and only the sound of Song Xiongfang panting through the woman's body could be heard.

Huzi lost his mind—it was the first time he had been so close to the battlefield of the Iron Sword. He knew that the current situation was unstable and his family and country were in turmoil, but he never thought that the war would be in front of his eyes. Song Xiongfang's narration is not colorful, but he can send these things to Huzi's heart better than the best storytellers.

Because this is a heroic soul wandering out of the battlefield, a great hero who sacrificed his life for the country! He is not Guan Gong in the painting book, nor is he the name of the portrait on the Yamen Zhang Bang's victory notice, but a wisp of remnant soul who died on the battlefield and came to him across time.

Listening to his words, Huzi felt that the one hundred and twenty Qing soldiers stood in front of him, and they defended their dignity in the battlefield of iron and blood, guns and cannons, even if they were betrayed by their robes. At this moment, in Huzi's fantasy, he even felt that he should stand with such a person, sacrifice his life for the country, and make a name for himself on the battlefield!

Huzi couldn't help but think again, if he stood with these people, facing the rain of bullets and bullets, and facing the moment of life and death, would he have the courage to fight to the death like Song Xiongfang and his own soldiers?

Yes! Huzi told himself - young people have such a momentum!

He felt that he had to have this courage, he had to have this courage! What an ordinary person can do, he should be able to do as a monk who subdues demons - or even better! He felt that he could not only fight to the death and not retreat, but he should lead a dozen remnants to stand out from the enemy's formation, and the enemy would lead the way and leave a good name for all generations. is like Yang Jian who rescued Xiqi City; is like Zhao Zilong, who has seven in and seven out of the long board slope; It's like Wu Song who killed the big insect with his bare hands!

Huzi knows that he doesn't have such skills now, but he has a high spirit. He hoped that one day he would not only be able to subdue demons and subdue demons, but also overshadow his own master, Mr. Peng.

Mr. Peng sighed: "Officer Song, you should understand - you are dead. ”

"Is that so," Song Xiongfang looked down at his body and smiled bitterly, "It turns out that I am just a remnant soul, and I am not in the world?" It turns out that everything was already a foregone conclusion......"

"Officer Song, you've been so confused for many years." Mr. Peng pondered for a moment and said, "If you talk about getting rid of ghosts, I shouldn't tell you this, but I think I should still say it." In the battle of the First Sino-Japanese War, the Qing Dynasty was defeated. ”

"You talk nonsense!" Song Xiongfang's body shook suddenly, and Huzi lost his mind and couldn't hold the rope, but Song Xiongfang broke free.

The moment Song Xiongfang broke away from the rope, the red rope was strangled into the flesh, as if a string of cannons had been lit on the woman's body, crackling so much that the flames flashed, and still no clothes were pierced, but it made Song Xiongfang's voice more ethereal, as if it was mixed with the woman's original timbre.

"Wait for the ignorant villagers to stop talking!" Song Xiongfang pointed at Mr. Peng's nose and scolded, "When the Lushun warship was inspected, I saw it in my eyes, I had strong ships and sharp guns in the Qing Dynasty, and the Hunan army was brave and good at fighting, how could I lose to the Oriental devils?!" ”

Song Xiongfang's shout scared the onlookers back a few steps, and now they have all retreated to a corner of the room, some people are trembling and sweating, but they still don't leave, they want to watch here. Zhang Daxian pinched a trick in his hand, and a small round face had already become like a snake and a python, obviously he had invited the immortal family to enter the upper body, and there was a big intention that Song Xiongfang would kill him on the spot as soon as he moved.

Huzi saw that Song Xiongfang had taken off the knot, and he was angry that he had lost his mind, and when he lifted the end of the rope, he was about to strangle the rope that was still hanging on the woman's erect neck. Mr. Peng waved his hand lightly at Huzi.

Mr. Peng said: "Officer Song, I deceived you, is it a little good for me?" I haven't seen a strong ship cannon, but I've heard of it, but you might as well think about it, what's the use of a strong ship cannon alone? Don't forget how you died, don't forget that there are many Eight Banners Army and Green Battalion in the Qing Dynasty, and don't forget that there are many people like your battalion officers in the Qing Dynasty. ”

Song Xiongfang listened to Mr. Peng's words, as if someone had been pulled out of his spine, and knelt on the ground with a plop, muttering to himself: "In my life, I only wish that I will be clear, and I will return all the countries to the court." What is the use of being killed by a traitor and having no survivors of the service, determined to serve the country? What is the use of foreign affairs to strengthen the army? What is the use of the bloody battlefield? What's the use of ghosts? What's the use of ghosts? What's the use of ghosts......"

Thinking about it, Song Xiongfang was also helpless in his heart. is clearly determined to serve the country and join the army, but he doesn't want to be betrayed in the first battle. Now that I heard that the Qing Dynasty was defeated, the monument in Song Xiongfang's heart collapsed - can even the little devils of the East ride on the head of the Qing Dynasty?

Zhang Daxian was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Mr. Peng is really a master!" The will of this lonely soul will be extinguished without a bloody blade, so that no matter who you and I do, it will be easy to destroy this fang. ”

Mr. Peng also smiled at Zhang Daxian: "Zhang Daxian, let me discuss with you, the soul of this Song Sentinel is fully handed over to me to deal with, and I will not take a penny of the fireworks money." What do you think? Zhang Daxian grinned even more when he heard this: "Mr. Peng, you are a master, what is the use of this soul, you can take it yourself, I Zhang is embarrassed to be embarrassed by this fireworks money." ”

Mr. Peng nodded slightly to Zhang Daxian, then turned to Song Xiongfang and said, "Song Sentinel, you see that we are all wearing braids, the Qing Dynasty has not lost the country, and there is still hope for China." Let's not talk about the far, let's talk about the near. Now that your soul is attached to this woman, in a few days this woman's body will be dragged down by your yin qi, and you will completely become a demon because of hurting people's lives, and you will end up being killed by people like me, and your soul will be scattered. Even if your heart is dead now, please let this woman go, okay? ”

Song Xiongfang slowly raised his head and said, "Why can't I get along with an innocent woman with little feet? It's just that I don't know how I got here, and I don't know how to get there. You are a capable man, so do whatever you want me to do. ”

Mr. Peng asked the coarse linen towel: "What new things have you added to your house in the past half a month?" Or are there any small items that you brought home not long ago? ”

The burlap towel didn't answer, but the man with a wooden look before opened his mouth: "Sir, I came to join my sister in Jilin Dunhua, and it was my sister who made the ghost come to you." The new additions to this house can only be said to have been brought by me a few days ago, and I don't know which one you are looking for. ”

Mr. Peng was relieved and ordered, "Huzi, find out the things." ”

Huzi just let go of the rope and let Song Xiongfang break away, but he felt that his face was dull, and now Mr. Peng ordered that he should behave well: "Master, you wait, watch me." ”

Huzi tapped the tip of his right finger on each eye, walked up to the woman and stared at Song Xiongfang for a moment, then straightened up and glanced around the room.

Huzi's smart eyes are now as empty as a pool of stagnant water, and there is a dark and gloomy taste. Xiao Jiu was glanced at by Huzi's eyes, and the hairs on his back were raised. This is the first time that Xiao Jiu has deeply felt that his playmate, who lives outside the city, is also a character who is close to ghosts and gods.

"Well, I found it." Huzi shivered, squinted, and his eyes returned to their normal appearance. Huzi climbed onto the kang and rummaged through the dumped kang cabinets, leaving people's bedding in a pile east and west. Finally, he took out a long saber at the bottom of the kang cabinet.

This saber has no scabbard, it is wrapped in a piece of leather around the blade, the blade is heavy, and the handle is slightly curved. Huzi tore the skin off casually. His eyes were full of silver light, and the shallow gap on the blade seemed to be a real guy who had retreated from the battlefield. There was a foreign text on the knife that approached the gauntlet, and Huzi couldn't understand it, so he jumped off the kang and handed the knife to Mr. Peng.

"This is my knife, I think it's good." Song Xiongfang stretched out his hand to touch it, but he withdrew his hand again, "This cavalry knife is a German product, and the battalion sentry led by the students who graduated from the Tianjin Martial Arts Academy is equipped with it. ”

The man was panicked: "Master Zhuangyuan, don't talk nonsense!" I bought this knife from a North Korean dealer, and I didn't go wrong on the way from Dunhua to Changtu, and I didn't say anything about this knife when I entered Changtu Mansion! ”

"The way of the world has changed," said Mr. Peng, "and you should come back." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Peng turned the saber in his hand, and the back of the knife was pressed against the woman's forehead. Wisps of black qi visible to the naked eye floated out of the woman's seven orifices, clinging to the knife, and disappeared again. After a stick of incense, Mr. Peng raised the knife, the woman's body was tilted back, and Huzi immediately stepped forward and grabbed her, so that she lay flat on the kang.

"Son......" the woman cried out weakly, and her voice was already what it was, "son, my mother is thirsty." ”

The burlap towel immediately hit the windowsill and brought a pot of water and fed it to the woman little by little. The woman drank some water and fell into a deep sleep.

"That's it." Mr. Peng said, "After this incident, your mother should be weak for a few days, and it will be good to recuperate." The burlap towel turned around and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly: "Thank you Mr. Peng, thank you Zhang Daxian, thank you Mr. Peng, thank you Zhang Daxian ......"

Zhang Daxian stepped forward to pick up the burlap towel, and said with a smile: "Take people's money and people to eliminate disasters, besides, this is evil spirits, it is the duty of me and others to kill demons, go and take care of your mother." He made a burlap and sat down on the edge of the kang to arrange the clothes of the poor housewife, and put a pillow under her head. The man also thanked him again and again. The surrounding onlookers also applauded and were amazed.

"Sure enough, this ghost is hanging an object." Zhang Daxian stroked his beard and said, "Mr. Peng, your little apprentice's skills are not ordinary. Born ...... Or is it opened in what way? ”

"Zhang Daxian, you asked this because it was difficult for me to do," Mr. Peng replied, "You are a fairy, I am a cultivator, you inquire about the method under my door, do you want to worship me as a teacher?" ”

"Oh, it's me who has overpassed!" Zhang Daxian smiled and arched his hand, "I'm here to accompany you." This time, Brother Peng is tired and tired, and there will be a place for me in the future, even if you open your mouth, Zhang will definitely do his best. ”

"Well said." Mr. Peng smiled slightly and nodded, "Having said that, after all, this bitter master has been tricked by sneaky people, and needs to use some decoction to regulate yang qi. ”

Zhang Daxian didn't make much effort in the pile matter, and at this time, Mr. Peng's words were clearly to find a step down for Zhang Daxian. Zhang Daxian agreed with a smile, and with the help of the paper and pen from Huzi's back, he made a prescription and handed it to the wooden man.

At this time, the neighbors who came to help or came to watch were almost gone, and the man of Mu Ne folded the recipe neatly into his sleeve, and the cat leaned down and took out some scattered silver from the kang hole, which seemed to be four or five coins. The man stretched his fist and spread the broken silver on the palm of Zhang Daxian's hand.

The wooden man watched Zhang Daxian put the silver into his purse, stunned, and did not speak.

"What? Anything else? Zhang Daxian asked.

"Daxian, there is." The man said, "This knife was bought back in the spring last year and put it by my side, I thought it was to join my sisters and have a protective guy along the way, why did I not find the road for so long, but this dirty thing fell on my sisters!" ”

"Let me tell you," Huzi said, packing up the things on the kang table, "you are a man, you are in the prime of life, and the three fires on your head and shoulders are burning vigorously!" Are you afraid of ghosts? The ghost is terrifying! And if my guess is right, you used to be in the business of killing. ”

"Hey! You're right! The man finally made a surprised expression, "I used to kill dogs in the restaurant, how do you know?" ”

"Hehe, this one is very simple." Zhang Daxian took over the conversation, "Ghosts are afraid of wicked people, no matter how much he kills people, I'm afraid there are not as many dogs as you." This unjust soul has devoured your evil energy, and it can be regarded as a coincidence that you have been brought here by this sword. The woman's body is yin, if she is not mistaken, it should be broken geranium, and she is even more yin and introverted, which gives this soul a chance to take advantage of. ”

"Well, then, if you don't mind," said Mr. Peng to the wooden man, "shall I take this knife with me?" ”

"Mr. Peng, you can take this thing away!" Without waiting for the man to speak, the burlap towel hurriedly said, "My family can't keep this thing, and this is a loss because I found a gentleman who can read and calculate the two of you, or my mother may have to toss to death!" Mr. Peng took it away! Take it away! ”

Mr. Peng looked at the wooden man with an inquiring eye again. The man was also busy nodding: "You took it, you took it......"

On the way back to the mountain, the car borrowed from the burlap towel was sent to the foot of the mountain, but this time there were only Mr. Peng and Huzi who were the car owners. Xiao Jiu's home is in the city, and after watching the excitement, he went back to the theater directly.

The master and apprentice went down the mountain to toss this experience, the sun was in the west, and it was already past noon. In Huzi's words: "Saved another meal out." ”

On the way back to the mountain, Huzi couldn't help but ask, "Master, is there anything else you didn't teach me in this door?" Mr. Peng was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "Do you think the master is hiding his secrets?" ”

"That's not what I meant!" Huzi hurriedly said, "I was thinking, you said that my bones are good, but I feel that I have not grown much in the past year." Is there any way you can get me to take two more steps? ”

Hearing this, Mr. Peng straightened his face and reprimanded: "Our ghost family is in the same vein, and the exercises are not a smooth and dignified path, but they are much faster than ordinary monks, and the foundation is impetuous, and it is easy to have accidents." There are only two ways to improve and enter the realm, either to concentrate on learning the Fa and accumulate steps, or to fight and comprehend between life and death, and there is no other way. Talismans, arts, bodies, spells, seals, all changes are inseparable, and if you thoroughly understand the basic skills I taught you, it will be enough for you to eat for a lifetime. You haven't walked yet, don't even think about running! ”

Huzi bowed his head: "Disciple understands." He said so, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

The master and apprentice didn't say anything all the way. When I walked to the gate of the temple, I saw that the gate was closed and there was no lock on the door!

"You didn't lock the door?" Mr. Peng asked.

"How can it be, Master!" Huzi defended, "It was obviously locked when I left!" This is a thief. ”

"What can a thief steal when he comes," Mr. Peng smiled, "what he should have found is not worth stealing, and he can't find what he should not find, how can a thief patronize us to live in this small ruined temple?" ”

Mr. Peng stepped forward and gently pushed the door, but the door did not move at all - someone bolted the door in the courtyard!