It was late at night, there were almost no people on the road, Ma Jianguo deliberately drove the car very fast, and after ten minutes, we arrived at the boundary of the Mass Grave Mountain, until everyone got out of the car, Ma Jianguo waved at us and drove away.

At this time, the lights were still on in the earthen house at the foot of the mass grave mountain, and I could see a figure moving in the window of the earthen house from a long distance, and I could smell the faint smell of smoke coming from the other side of the house.

When Chen Daochang opened the door, the thick smoke wafted out of the door, the smell was so strong that I couldn't help coughing when I took a breath.

My master was sitting on the kang at this time, and he was holding a cigarette stick, and he was spitting smoke out of his mouth.

In addition to my master, there were five other people in the room.

Three of them I know, namely the great monk Chengyun, Li Daochang, who can never see his face, and Huang Changrong, who was once disguised by Luo Youfang.

In addition to them, there were two people I had never met. Sitting directly across from me was an unusually burly old man, he was wearing sunglasses, and I couldn't see his eyes, but even through the two layers of black lenses, I could feel the anger blooming from his eyes, and this anger mixed with the evil aura emanating from his body, which made people shudder.

There was also a ragged man named Hanako, and he sat on the floor against the wall, his messy hair covered his face, and through the gap in his hair, I saw that his face was covered with a thick layer of dirt, and he had a cigarette in his mouth, and when I entered the door, he turned his head to my side, and then turned his face to my master's side.

Among these people, only the great monk Chengyun did not smoke, and the other five old smoking guns covered the room with a thick layer of smoke.

Chen Daochang was also a little uncomfortable by this smoke, he quickly opened the window, let the outside wind in, and the smoke dispersed a little.

Master put down the cigarette stick in his hand and said to me, "You know most of the people here. Only Dong and Mr. Sun, you haven't met. ”

When he said the name "Dong Dong", the master pointed to the old man wearing sunglasses, and when he said "Mr. Sun", he pointed to the beggar on the ground.

The person who was called by my master nodded at me: "I am the first elder of the family, and I am the same generation as your master, and everyone in the industry calls me the second master, you can also call me that." ”

We don't pay much attention to etiquette, and I don't know how to respond to him when he says this, so I just nod at him.

As for that Mr. Sun, he had been sitting on the ground smoking and did not speak.

At this time, Huang Changrong stood up, walked up and shook my hand, and then retreated without saying a word and sat down in his own seat.

Huang Changrong's abrupt behavior made me a little confused at first, but after thinking about it, I realized that in fact, the two of us met for the first time.

The Huang Changrong I saw at Lao Huang's house in the Northeast was originally pretended by Luo Youfang.

It can be seen that these people and my master are old friends, and everyone is very casual, smoking when they should smoke, drinking tea when they should drink tea, except that when I entered the door, they looked at me for a while, and then they ignored me.

After I entered the door, Liang Houzai and the others also entered the house one after another, and the master didn't give much introduction, only asked me to get a few chairs, after all, there were not many places to sit in the house.

Chen Daochang snatched my master's dry tobacco stick, and while swallowing clouds and spitting out fog, he described the case in general, he said not so detailed, and many things just stopped there.

It wasn't until Daochang Chen finished speaking that Master Chengyun spoke: "Where is the worm egg you said now?" ”

Chen Daochang took out the small container from his pocket, and said as he opened it, "The insects and eggs are all here." ”

As soon as he blurted out his words, several old guys rushed over and discussed it gossip, only Mr. Sun was unmoved, still sitting in place, smoking his cigarette silently.

I listened briefly a few times, and several people around Chen Daochang were guessing what this egg was and what kind of worm it was, but no one could say what it was.

When everyone had dispersed, my master faced Mr. Sun and said, "Mr. Sun, you are well-informed, you should know the origin of this thing, right?" ”

Mr. Sun brushed the dirty hair on his forehead, revealing a fairly delicate face, and then I listened to him, "Are the larvae in the eggs thin and long, like hair?" ”

My master and Daochang Chen nodded at him at the same time.

Mr. Sun pinched the butt of his cigarette, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and said, "That's supposed to be the eggs of mad lice." In the industry of the horse fairy, the mad lice is also called the mad flea, and some people who raise insects will plant this thing on people, and if they plant less, they can control people's minds, and if they plant more, they can make people crazy. In the Central Plains, the mad lice became extinct a hundred years ago, and the last time it appeared was in the late sunshine, a insect keeper took this thing to the South Seas, and was caught by the Gu master of Miao Jiang, but then escaped by the insect keeper, as for where he ended up, no one knows. ”

Liang Houzai asked a lot: "What does an insect keeper do?" Is it related to Miao Jiang Gu Master? ”

Mr. Sun turned his head and said to Liang Houzai: "Theoretically speaking, the insect keepers in the Central Plains should be regarded as a branch of the Miao Jiang Gu Technique. In addition to the title of insect keeper, there are also many people who call them 'insect masters'. However, in the early years, they had stolen the Gu art inheritance, so all along, the Gu masters did not recognize their identity. After the last generation of insect keepers fled to Nanyang, the insect keeper business no longer existed, and after they arrived in Nanyang, most of them turned into local heads. But these people were not accepted by the Nanyang Gu Master either, so they set up their own doors and claimed to be red-clothed and lowered. The last red-clothed head had passed away thirty years ago. ”

After saying this, Mr. Sun returned to his previous half-dead appearance, he took out a cigarette and re-lit it, and the hair on his forehead fell down, covering his eyes.

My master frowned and said thoughtfully, "That burial organization is deeply involved with the people of Nanyang. ”

At this time, Mr. Sun lifted the messy hair on his forehead again, looked at my master and said, "The organization you mentioned is called the 'Burial Sect' in our industry, and this sect was established in Nanyang. ”

My master asked him, "How much do you know about that burial religion?" ”

"I don't know much." Mr. Sun said: "The whereabouts of this sect are very secretive, and we have tried to investigate them, but after three years, we have only obtained very little information. By the way, there is one more thing, since I have come here today, I have to say it. Master Chai, do you have a fellow brother named Zhao Zongdian? ”

Hearing my uncle's name, a gleam suddenly flashed in my master's eyes, but he still made a flat expression on his face, and responded in a flat tone: "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

Mr. Sun paused, seeming to hesitate a little, and after a while, he spoke: "There is news that your senior brother seems to have joined that organization, and his status in the Funeral Sect may still be above the Outer Heavenly Master. ”

Above the Outer Heavenly Master? Mr. Sun's meaning is already obvious, he is suspicious, my senior uncle Zhao Zongdian is the leader of the funeral organization!

My master's old face suddenly pulled down, he opened his mouth, and was about to speak, but he was robbed of the conversation by the second master.

I heard the second master say: "Zhao Zongdian and I have a fateful relationship, and I know him well." Although he usually behaves strangely and his character is not good, if he joins the Funeral Sect, I will not believe it anyway, and it is even more impossible for him to establish such an organization, he is not that kind of person. ”

The second master's tone was very calm, but under this calm, it gave people an inexplicable pressure. He is like a creeping beast that will burst out and hurt people at any moment.

And I have a faint feeling that if the second master wants to make a move, the people present may not be his opponent combined.

I don't know if this is my delusion.

Mr. Sun looked at the second master in a daze, and after a long time, he said sullenly: "I hope so." ”

After that, the messy hair on Mr. Sun's forehead fell again, and he fell silent again.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to have become a little awkward, but the great monk Chengyun stood up and played a round: "Let's think about how to make the Outer Heavenly Master appear." Now I'm in the open and the enemy in the dark, and the situation is very passive. ”

Dao Chang Li said worriedly: "The whereabouts of the Outer Heavenly Master are very hidden, and it may not be easy to lure him out. ”

When he said this, everyone fell silent again.

After a long time, my master suddenly pointed his finger at Liang Houzai's side: "Houzai, do you have something to say?" ”

It was also at this time that I noticed that Liang Houzai leaned forward, as if he had something to say, but in front of the two living people, the second master and Mr. Sun, he was not too embarrassed to speak.

Liang Houzai nodded, and then threw a hesitant look at the second master and Mr. Sun.

My master waved his hand at him: "If you have something to say, it's all your own people." ”

Liang Houzai took a heavy breath before he spoke: "I think that maybe the person who transforms into an outer heavenly master does not exist at all. ”

The second master gave Liang Houzai a puzzled look and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

When the second master was talking, I saw Liang Houzai shrink his head slightly, this is not to blame Liang Houzai's stage fright, the aura on the second master is really terrifying.

Liang Houzai was silent for most of the day before he spoke again: "Senior Brother Zhuang couldn't find this person with a lot of power, so I feel that the Outer Heavenly Master may just be a virtual character created by the Funeral Sect, and he doesn't exist at all." If the Outer Celestial Master really has such means and can cover up all the information related to himself, then he can completely hide himself, so that we have no way of knowing that there is still a person like him in this world. I think that the Funeral Sect fabricated such a person out of thin air, and deliberately released a rumor, saying that he was one of the two great protectors of the Funeral Sect, so that the Outer Heavenly Master became the only clue for us to investigate the Funeral Sect, and all the attention of the people in the righteous path was drawn to him. ”

The second master said thoughtfully: "You mean, the funeral sect fabricated such a person out of thin air just to consume our energy and lead our attention to the wrong path. ”

At this time, Mr. Sun also nodded: "There is indeed such a possibility." ”