Late at night, due to the bumpy terrain, several people got off the carriage, and Liu Yifan and the others followed the girl in the village to the mass grave that the monk said.

"I don't know the girl's name, can you tell me?" Liu Yifan asked politely.

"The little girl's surname is Wang Xue'er."

"Miss Xue'er, what is the origin of the monk? What was said? Liu Yifan was very interested in that monk.

"I don't know, when he came, he begged for three steamed buns and a bowl of water, and after eating, he went to the mass grave." Xue'er thought back to the situation at that time, when the monk first came, he was really the dirtiest and worst he had ever seen in his life, wearing a patched clothes, broken straw sandals, chapped lips, and a tired body, but only those eyes were radiant and bright.

"Interesting." Liu Yifan said with a smile, his understanding of Datang is still limited to the content of textbooks, but after his observation over the past few days, what he understands is only a general process, and he does not know enough about the specific details.

Soon after, everyone walked to the small hillside where they could see the mass graves, a gust of wind blew, and a smell of blood and decay poured in, and a few unbearable family members turned their heads and vomited, they were just farmers who Qin Qiong temporarily selected at random among the people in the market, because his subordinates were all soldiers who had served as soldiers, for fear of missing out in front of Mr. Xiao Liu, so he chose a few ordinary people.

But even Cher, who lives in the village all year round, retched.

On the other hand, Qin Qiong, like no one, stood straight, expressionless, as if nothing had happened, turned his head to look at Liu Yifan, the young man just frowned slightly, and there was no discomfort, nodded without saying anything.

Liu Yifan looked ahead, and saw a huge pothole under the hillside, which was full of white bones and rotting corpses, exuding an incomparably fishy smell, but the most obvious thing was a monk walking back and forth among the corpses.

The monk should be the year of the weak crown, the clothes that were already worn and patched have been stained with all kinds of filth at this time, a pair of straw sandals are full of blood stains, shuttling back and forth between the corpses, carrying out the corpses that have not completely rotted one by one, and putting them under the hillside not far away, burying the monument, very patient.

Qin Qiong looked at everything without words, but she admired the monk in her heart.

"I'll take a look, don't go down here for a few of you, take good care of Miss Xue'er, I'll be back in a while." After Liu Yifan finished talking to everyone, he turned around and walked downhill, walking towards the monk, and Qin Qiong also followed behind him.

The monk had already seen a few people, but the movements of his hands did not stop, he bent down and picked up a corpse, regardless of the maggots on the corpse crawling on his body, and he didn't care about the rancid smell, he walked to another hillside step by step, gently put down the corpse, folded his hands, recited the scriptures, and finally carried the corpse into the grave that had been dug, and after doing everything, he walked back to the mass grave again, repeating the same action.

"Hello, Master." Liu Yifan stepped forward and said.

"Amitabha, hello donor, I don't know why you are here in the middle of the night?" The monk folded his hands and bowed down.

"The boy heard that this neighborhood has been haunted a lot lately, disturbing the villagers, so let's take a look and see if we can do a little bit of help. I wonder what the master is here for? Liu Yifan asked rhetorically.

"The little monk is an ascetic monk who walks the world, passing by here, seeing that the resentment here is monstrous, and the yin qi covers the sky and the sun, so he wants to resolve the anger here, and people pay attention to entering the earth for peace, so they want to bury the corpses of these lonely souls and wild ghosts, and change the people to live and work in peace and contentment." The monk said solemnly.

"The master Bodhisattva has a heart, the monk is virtuous, and the kid admires. What else is the name of the master? ”

"The little monk's Dharma is enlightened, the donor has been promoted, and the little monk just did what he should do."

Just when the two were still greeting, Xue'er's scream reached the ears of several people, and Liu Yifan shouted: "It's not good." Hurriedly ran back, Qin Qiong also ran there quickly, and the monk followed the footsteps of the two and went to the hillside together.

When Liu Yifan and the others arrived, they saw that the family members had been so frightened that they were foaming at the mouth and fainting, Xue'er was shivering under a willow tree, sitting on the ground with her knees crossed, tears flowing down like spring rain, obviously frightened.

Liu Yifan hurriedly ran to her side, stroked her forehead, turned on the system, and the Tai Chi Bagua diagram appeared in his right hand, and the pointer was running rapidly.

Hexagram, frightened.

Liu Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was just frightened, and there was no big problem, so he took out the liquor in his bag and gently poured it into Xue'er's mouth.

Feeling a spicy taste, Xue'er choked on it, and her consciousness returned, recalling the aroma of wine in her mouth, and pursed her lips, it was delicious.

"What's going on?" Qin Qiong stood in front of everyone, vigilantly observing the surroundings.

"Ghosts! Ghosts! Cher then remembered the terrifying scene just now.

It turned out that after Liu Yifan and the others left, those few family members were a little more afraid in their hearts, and discussed whether to go back first, so as not to put their lives on the line for a few taels of silver.

I saw that in front of everyone, the same face appeared, white as a snowflake in winter, with bright red blood flowing from the corners of the mouth, and a few maggots lying on the cheeks, the eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the red eyes stared at themselves, as if they had immediately touched their nose, close at hand.

The family members shouted at the same time, and one of them fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, motionless.

Xue'er also screamed, looked around, saw that there was no one around, took a few steps back in fright, leaned under the willow tree behind her, hugged her head and cried.

Liu Yifan frowned, so ruthless? He has never seen a ghost, and he is really a little apprehensive in his heart, sure enough, those legends about the gods and ghosts of the Tang Dynasty are not groundless, he has encountered the real thing, and he is still a little excited in his heart.

At this time, the monk also arrived, took out the Buddhist beads and kept moving, closed his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures.

"Take them away, the little monk has already fought with these lonely souls and wild ghosts last night, and you can drag it on for a while, the ghosts don't know human language, they can only rely on Buddhism to influence, leave it to me here."

Liu Yifan hurriedly beckoned Qin Qiong to carry everyone into the carriage, and the horses pulling the carriage were also restless at this time, as if they were about to break free from the reins and stay away from here.

The two of them reluctantly lifted a few people into the carriage, Qin Qiong walked to the horse's side and gently comforted him, who knew that it had an effect, after Qin Qiong walked over, the horse really stopped moving and became much more obedient.

Liu Yifan is interesting to watch, but this person is too vigorous and scares the ghost away.

But before he could think about it, the monk in the distance shouted, "It's not good." ”

I only felt that my body was like a kite with a broken string, flying straight backwards, smashing the mountain rock, the monk was injured, "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest, and obviously broke a few ribs.

I saw several illusory figures appear in front of him, all of them wearing military uniforms, some with broken hands and some broken legs, swaying towards the monk.

"Stinky monk, yesterday was for the sake of seeing your sincerity, I didn't care, I didn't expect to help those trash who turned their backs on their companions today." One of the ghosts glared at the only remaining eye and scolded.

But it was obvious that Wushi didn't understand what he was saying, he only felt that his qi and blood were surging, and there was no pain in his whole body, although he was an ascetic, but this kind of pain was really unbearable.

Liu Yifan, who was not far away, stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes and disbelief, ghost, really a ghost, in addition to looking scary, it is not the same as on TV, what comes out with a green light, ghost face fangs and the like, and his speech is gloomy, although this voice is not very good, but at least it is not as scary as imagined.

"What are they doing?" Qin Qiong on the side walked over and asked, not as frightened as everyone else, and behaved a little flat.

"Didn't you listen to them, it means that the few people in the car wanted to go first, and they were mistaken for scum who left their companions by these lonely ghosts, and they wanted to teach them a lesson." Liu Yifan still couldn't calm the excitement in his heart at this time.

"Can you understand? I didn't hear anything. Qin Qiong looked at the boy who had just met for a day in surprise.

Liu Yifan only reacted at this time, he has his own system skills, it seems that only he can understand, and a mentality of wanting to pretend to be a pretending arises spontaneously, and he said to Qin Qiong,

"Prepare me with a pen and paper, an ink sword." Liu Yifan's face was awe-inspiring, he deliberately straightened his waist, and put his hands behind his back, looking like a big man.

"What?" Qin Qiong was stunned for a moment, not understanding what it meant.

Liu Yifan turned his head and felt secretly refreshed in his heart, grinned, and said in a tone of hatred that iron does not become steel: "Yellow paper, red pen, black ink, kitchen knife, wooden sword, I don't know this, how to be a nurse." ”

Qin Qiong rolled her eyes, "Where will I go to find these things for you in the middle of the night." ”

Liu Yifan thought to himself, it seems that he will have to get a few ghost-hunting props when he goes back, as the saying goes, do one line and love one line, and you have to prepare your own equipment.

"Okay, then I'll just be able to do it with empty gloves." As he spoke, he strode over.

Qin Qiong looked at the back of the young man and felt a little taller, no wonder Shengshang and Wei Zheng attached so much importance to this person, could it be that they really had supernatural powers, and looked at Liu Yifan with a little more enthusiasm in their eyes.

Looking at the monk Wushi at this time, he was really embarrassed, his already thin body had been injured in many places, and he seemed to be dying leaning on the mountain rock, after all, it was a mortal body, how could it be compared with the gods and ghosts, after a few rounds, it only caused a slight dizziness to a few ghosts, and there was no other effect.

The cold eyes of those ghosts poured on the body of the enlightened monk like cold water, and his whole body trembled, the temperature around him seemed to drop a lot, and the haze brought out by each gasp was like a white mist, surrounding him.

At this moment, a hand instantly reached out to the ghost of the one eye, covering his mouth and nose, with such great force that the fingers seemed to sink into the ghost's thin cheeks, and the ghost tried to break free, but found that it could not move at all, and then threw him backwards.

"Or... Let's talk. Under the surprised eyes of everyone and ghosts, Liu Yifan clasped his ears and said to the ghosts with a grin.