"So fierce?" As soon as I heard this, I was a little shocked, in my impression, Jin Jiuye's professional skills were quite passable, but I didn't expect that there were big monsters in this world that even he couldn't deal with.

"Of course." The ninth master said, but he looked very free and easy, took a flashlight to shine around and said to us: "You two look around here, I always feel that this place is a little evil, remember, you must be careful, if you have something, shout." ”

"Yes." Agreed, I and Xiaopang took the flashlight and dispersed, at this time the fog was much lighter than before, and it was not difficult to take care of each other within a range of more than ten meters by the light of the flashlight, and I felt that I took two steps to the southwest corner, and soon saw two bodies stacked on top of each other in the grass.

It's similar to the one I saw before, except that the hair and nails of these two didn't grow out, his body was completely rotten, very thoroughly, and the joints of the tired white bones were scattered, piled up in one place, it seemed that this one should not be in danger.

I walked over to take a closer look, but I didn't expect that suddenly a big mouse more than a foot long screamed out of the grass, it ran very fast, and disappeared in a flash, I didn't expect such a hand to immediately startle the guy, and was thinking about whether to chase it over to see, at this time, the little fat side also exclaimed.

When Jiu Ye and I heard this, we hurriedly ran over, and as soon as we arrived, Xiaopang was excited with an old-fashioned rifle that was quite outdated, "Grass, there are really devils here, you see, there is a gun here, and there are words on the gun!" ”

"What is written?" As I spoke, I ran over and saw that the dirty gun was indeed marked with a shallow steel mark, judging from experience, this thing should be Japanese, but my understanding of Japanese was very, very limited, and I looked at it for a long time, but I didn't see it.

"And where did you get this?" Seeing this, the Ninth Master also took the rifle and looked at it. The butt of the gun was solid wood, and there was a thick layer of rust on the gun, and he pulled the bolt, but did not pull it, and then took off the bayonet, which was also mottled with rust but was barely usable, and there were some traces of rust erosion on the bayonet, which was very irregular from top to bottom. I took it in my hand and looked at the rust on it, and judging by common sense, this thing was probably stained with blood when it fell here, otherwise the rust would have been much more evenly eroded than it is now.

"It seems that the old man who drove the car didn't lie, and there were really Japanese people here." I said, tossing the rusty bayonet aside, just as Chubby was already crouching there and flipping over.

On the side of the corpse, there was a sealed plastic bucket, most of which was wrapped in weeds and vines.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that he was stepping on the bucket and swinging his knife to slash, I quickly stopped him.

"Split it and see what's inside!" Chubby said, a fluke on his face.

"Pull it down, little Japanese stuff, no one can say what's hidden in it! In case it's a bacterium bomb or something, you go down with this knife, and everyone has to finish the game. Look around, so many people have died, who can tell how these people died in this situation! ”

"How did you die? Didn't the old man say that these devils were killed by passing Yin soldiers? Xiao Fat said and cast a pleading look at Jin Jiuye, who was standing aside and thinking about things, "Jiu Ye, you can say something, use your years of experience to judge whether these people were strangled to death by ghosts!" ”

"Yes, Ninth Master, I always feel that those Yin soldiers I met on the road are a little strange, you say, are they the black and white impermanence of folklore? I look at how they are dressed, it's very similar. "Take this opportunity, I said.

"You ask me, I ask who goes? To be honest, I can't be sure if it's black and white impermanence, I've never heard of black and white impermanence so detained, they all say, black impermanence with a mourning stick, white impermanence with a lifehook, but you also saw that the few we met were all holding a bamboo pole to hang people back, looking at that virtue is not like taking people back but like returning from hunting to catch a few people and bring them back to barbecue and eat, whether it is good or bad, I really can't say. ”

"Haha" When I heard this, I suddenly felt a little happy, but thinking about the ninth master's statement, there is nothing wrong, in fact, the appearance of those people is indeed the same as his description, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that something was wrong, I looked at the ninth master, and whispered: "Ninth master, haven't you seen black and white impermanence?" ”

"Nope." As he spoke, the Ninth Master inserted the wooden sword horizontally into his back and between his backpack and said to me in a natural tone, "Who do you think I am?" We Maoshan Taoist priests are not specifically dealing with people from the underworld, people who die normally are not within the scope of our intervention, I have never seen black and white impermanence, I have not seen bull heads and horse noodles, but I have seen some of the yin cha who escorted the souls home, but those people and the ones they saw on the road were completely different. ”

"According to what you say, there are many types of officials in the underworld?" Hearing this, I asked.

"Who knows, but, listening to Uncle Chen, there are ten kinds of ghosts in the underworld, known as the ten ghost pawns, in addition to black and white impermanence, there are also ghost kings, day tours, night tours, bull heads, horse faces, leopard tails, beaks, gills, wasps and so on. These ten kinds of ghosts, each with their own leader, like wasps tube bugs, fish gills tube fish and shrimp, day swim during the day, night swim out at night, but I'm not afraid of your jokes, I haven't seen any of these things."

"No, you're a professional!" Hearing him say this, Jin Jiuye's tall image in my mind immediately became a little shorter, I looked at him with a disappointed face, and immediately shook my head. Seeing this, the ninth master walked in front and said helplessly: "What kind of expression do you have?" I tell you, although the old man has never seen their real bodies, I still know a little about their origins, do you want to hear about it? ”

"Tell me about it." Anyway, it's okay, I'm happy to listen while walking, Xiaopang hasn't given up the idea of picking up Yangluo'er, he put the mountain knife under his armpit and squatted on the side to pick his broken wooden barrel, taking advantage of this time, I walked around this wasteland, but except for some highly decomposed corpses and broken equipment scattered for I don't know how long, I didn't find anything useful.

When Xiaopang opened the plastic bucket, the story of the ninth master was finished.

Jiu Ye told me about the very common themes and types in folklore, and the protagonist of the story is the black and white impermanence of grabbing people everywhere with a mourning stick and a life-seeking hook.