"Shut your mouth and get to work!" Wu Zhiyuan ignored Yu Yisu's words, picked up the shovel and handed it to Yu Yisu.

"Don't be like this, how can you say that I am also your uncle, and I am still seriously injured, so you can bear to let an old man with inconvenient legs and feet do his work?" Yu Yisu said with a sly smile, it was just a small injury to his muscles, but when it came to his mouth, it was said to be a serious injury.

"Uncle Shi, let's work!" Wu Zhiyuan lengthened his voice, threw the shovel in front of Yu Yisu, picked up the other one and walked to the grave bag, and began to dig the grave bag.

Yu Yisu sighed, reluctantly picked up the shovel on the ground, walked to Wu Zhiyuan's side and dug it together.

"I said, nephew, what's your name?" Yu Yisu dug twice, stood aside with a shovel in both hands and asked.

"Wu Zhiyuan." Wu Zhiyuan didn't look at Yu Yisu, and buried himself in digging the soil.

"Wu Zhiyuan, Wu Zhiyuan ......" Yu Yisu muttered, thoughtfully, "It's also surnamed Wu, and I was about to say the thing I remembered just now, I heard people say that there is a person called Wu Maoshan recently, who catches ghosts and kills demons, is young, but his Taoism is very powerful, and he likes to take a peachwood sword, isn't it?" Yu Yisu said, looking back at the peachwood sword that Wu Zhiyuan put aside.

Wu Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard this, and the action of digging stopped when he heard this, and he said in his heart that Yu Yisu knew a lot of things, and the name "Wu Maoshan" was just what he once said, how could he know?

"The name of this Wu Mao Mountain is well-known, and it has long been spread on the rivers and lakes, and it is said that he subdues ghosts and evils to benefit the common people, and regards money as dung." Yu Yisu said as he squinted his eyes to peek at the reaction of the expression on Wu Zhiyuan's face, and seeing that Wu Zhiyuan was silent in thought, he asked, "It can't really be you, right?" ”

"It's not!" Wu Zhiyuan replied coldly.

"Hehe, it's good if it's not, it's good if it's not!" Yu Yisu laughed a few times, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking in his stomach.

"Dig it, send the little ghost back early, it's not good after an hour." Wu Zhiyuan glared at Yu Yisu and said.

Yu Yisu smiled evilly, and Wu Zhiyuan dug it up, and after a while, a corner of a black coffin was exposed.

"See." Yu Yisu said in a deep voice, Wu Zhiyuan nodded, the two looked at each other, and in order to prevent the shovel from damaging the coffin, they threw down the shovel and began to pick up the soil with their bare hands.

Soon, the whole coffin was dug up by the two, and the coffin was completely black, the coffin was extremely small, and the length was only half a person's height, obviously a baby coffin.

"Open the coffin." Wu Zhiyuan threw a sentence at Yu Yisu, turned around and went to get the burden on the side, the latter showed a reluctant expression on his face, shook his head and sighed, and lifted the lid of the baby coffin.

The moment the lid of the coffin was lifted, a smoky rancid smell came to his face, and Yu Yisu hurriedly fanned his hand and stood aside with a look of disgust.

Wu Zhiyuan took out the puppet from the baggage, walked to the coffin and took a look, only to see a child's corpse lying in the coffin, the child's upper body was wearing a belly pocket, and the lower body was wearing nothing. The corpse had begun to decompose, and the face was so rotten that it was impossible to see clearly.

Wu Zhiyuan remembered the little boy he saw in the cell of the Marshal's Mansion that night, and the little boy's clothes were exactly the same as the clothes of the corpse in the coffin, so it can be seen that this is the real body of the little ghost.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan put the puppet in his hand on the chest of the child's corpse in the coffin, and then gently closed the coffin lid. The ghost of the imp is sealed in a puppet, and the seal is lifted until the blood on the puppet's forehead is blurred until it disappears.

After the two refilled the soil and buried the coffin and piled up the grave bag, Wu Zhiyuan returned to the Marshal's Mansion with Yu Yisu.

On the way, Yu Yisu once said that he could test Wu Zhiyuan to see if he could let him leave, and in the future, he would return to Yonghe Yizhuang on his own to ask the master for his guilt. Wu Zhiyuan categorically dispelled his thoughts, and told him to stop playing tricks and hoping to escape.

Adjutant Wang had been waiting in the living room for a long time, and when he saw Wu Zhiyuan and Yu Yisu coming back, he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Wu, the big marshal asked me to sue you, and after you come back, you will go directly to the study on the second floor to find him." ”

Wu Zhiyuan agreed, handed over Yu Yisu to Adjutant Wang, gave a few instructions, and went straight to the second floor, and when he arrived at the door of the study, he knocked lightly on the door a few times, and Zhang Dashuai answered and opened the door for Wu Zhiyuan.

Knowing that the matter of the little ghost had been dealt with, Zhang Dashuai said yes, then took out a bunch of keys from his waist, opened the bookcase against the wall on the side, and took out an object from it.

Wu Zhiyuan fixed his eyes and saw that what Zhang Dashuai took out was actually a key.

This key is stored separately, which shows its importance is extraordinary, Wu Zhiyuan was wondering where the key was unlocked, but saw Zhang Dashuai walk to a calligraphy painting hanging on the wall next to him, the calligraphy painting painted a tiger descending the mountain, the tiger's head is high, the mouth is open and roaring, the tiger's tail is swinging lightly, it is indeed a tiger and a tiger! Although the Xiashan Tiger in the calligraphy and painting is lifelike, there is no artist's signature and seal in the calligraphy and painting, so it is an ordinary work at a glance.

Zhang Dashuai stared at the calligraphy and painting for a moment, raised his hand and pulled the calligraphy and painting to the side, and the calligraphy and painting were immediately torn and fell to the ground. A hole appeared in the wall behind the calligraphy and painting, and Wu Zhiyuan looked at it, and there was a vermilion lacquer brocade box in the hole, and a lock was hung on the brocade box.

Zhang Dashuai took out the brocade box from the hole, put it on the table next to him, and opened the copper lock on the box with the key in his hand.

Out of curiosity, Wu Zhiyuan had already stared intently at the brocade box, and at the same time secretly guessed what was in the brocade box. At the moment when the brocade box was opened, a crystal green light emanated from the box! Wu Zhiyuan's eyes couldn't help but light up, only to see that there was a bead in the brocade box, the shape was round, about the size of an adult's little thumb and belly, and the most bizarre thing was that the bead actually emitted a thick green light, and the bottom of the whole box was soaked in a piece of green.

"This ...... Is this the pearl of the night? Although Wu Zhiyuan has never seen the Night Pearl, he has heard about it for a long time, so he has such a guess.

"Hmm." Zhang Dashuai nodded, gently closed the brocade box, turned around and stuffed the brocade box into Wu Zhiyuan's hand.

"What is this for?" Wu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Zhang Dashuai's intention was.

"When I was a bandit, I brought a cottage and got this night pearl in the village. Legend has it that there is only one bigger than this night pearl in the world, which has been seen in the Manchu Imperial Palace, and it is said that it later fell into the hands of the Empress Dowager Cixi. Although this night pearl is not the first in the world, it is definitely priceless, and it is more than enough to buy my ten marshal mansions. Zhang Dashuai said indifferently, "You have helped me a lot this time, I will give you this night pearl, and I will pay for it." ”

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but be surprised, he had the impression that Zhang Dashuai was by no means this kind of person who was like money and dung, the so-called merit was not rewarded, although he helped the Dashuai Mansion to catch ghosts, but it must not be measured by the value of this night pearl, so he hurriedly excused himself and said: "No, no, no, Dashuai is willing to promise to hand over Yu Yisu to me, which is to give me the greatest reward, such a valuable thing, I ......"

"Huh?" Zhang Dashuai interrupted Wu Zhiyuan's words with a wave of his hand, and a trace of sorrow flashed between his eyebrows and said, "You may not know the current situation, now there are wars all over the country, and there are heroes everywhere, although I Zhang Yongheng has more than 10,000 troops, but the strength is always difficult to compete with those big warlords, my big marshal mansion is also after today, there may not be tomorrow, maybe when it will be beaten down by others, I keep this thing is also for my sworn enemy, it is better to give it to you, if it is not for you to help me catch the little ghost, The Marshal's Mansion has long been disturbed by him, so you deserve it, just accept it. ”

Wu Zhiyuan heard Zhang Dashuai's words, and immediately understood what he was thinking, it turned out that this Zhang Dashuai had no fear before, all because of the help of the little ghost, and now the little ghost is backing up, so he has to endure the pain to collect and pay it, but he has since lost the protection of the little ghost, in this situation of warlord melee, his weak force is naturally like a candle in the wind, and it may be destroyed at will.

Just as Wu Zhiyuan was making a choice, there was a hurried knock on the door, only to hear Adjutant Wang shouting: "Report!" ”

"What's the matter?" Zhang Dashuai turned his head and asked loudly.

"Report to the marshal, Yu Yisu ran away!"