As the days passed, going to school and being on duty became the whole of Wu Gan's life. If it weren't for the fact that he was still receiving a job in the school captain's mansion, Wu Gan would have wanted to soak in the school every day.

Wu Gen is definitely obsessed with his studies and has no other thoughts. Isn't it just that the body is sprinkled with more incense powder, the clothes are more weekly, and the bun is smoother. This is also what Mr. Zhu taught when he entered the school, the so-called crown must be right, the button must be knotted, and the clothes are expensive and clean.

You don't see, Wu Gan's studies are making great progress, and he knows thousands of words, and he is definitely an outstanding existence among a group of snotty classmates. Even the words he wrote were often praised by Mr. Zhu, saying that he was quite strong and strong through the back of the paper.

On weekdays, in the school captain's mansion, people are also a lot more easy-going, and they are less aggressive, which makes other people's impressions of him change greatly. Even Cao Jinren, who had a black face for many years in the military room, occasionally nodded to Wu Gan, wondering if he felt guilty about his expulsion from the counselor's room.

However, Sun Hong and Lin Ruoshi got closer and closer, and when he saw Wu Gan, he avoided it from a distance. It's no wonder that in a dye vat like the school captain's mansion, people will always change. Lin Ruoshi is a celebrity in the school captain's mansion, and he has a lot of movement with various government offices in the city, and his future is not bright.

On this day, Wu Jian had just finished washing his horses and had just walked back to the house when footsteps sounded outside the door. Just as he was about to speak, a ball of paper was thrown in through the open window. Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, looked up and looked out, only to see that Cao Jinren had left with his hands behind his back.

Pick up the paper ball, open it and take a look, there are only four words on it, be careful Bi Hua.

Wu Yan thoughtfully lit the note, looked at the rising green smoke, looked solemn, and was silent.

Early the next morning, Wu Gen went out early, and he couldn't go to school today because he had to go to Yangyi to deliver a letter.

Yangyi is the county seat of Bao'an County, which is more than 100 taels away from Dingyuan City, and has to pass through some towns in the middle. It is said that there should not be any robbery, but recently I heard that something strange happened in some villages, and Wu Yan still brought the broken knife with him, just in case.

Rode out of Dingyuan City and turned north. The farmland on both sides gradually increased, and from time to time I saw farmers working in the fields. Looking at the past, there is an open area in front of you, and this is also the largest plain in Bao'an County. In a good mood, I couldn't help but throw a few more whips and ride faster.

Happiness is easy to be sad, and the ancients did not deceive others.

When they reached a small river, the horse stumbled and fell to the ground by a mud puddle on the road. Wu Yan fell from the horse and fell into the water with a puff of smoke.

The good mood along the way is gone, "Bad luck, it's really not good to go out today." Shaking off the mud on his hands, Wu Gen regretted that he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out.

When I got up to check, I saw that the horse's leg was already injured and I couldn't run far, and I was covered in mud, so I had to find a place to rest for a while.

After walking five miles with the horse, a village finally appeared in front of him, with scattered houses and only a dozen families.

Wu Yan found a house and knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response in the house. After a few more knocks, there was still no movement. With a slight push, the door opened.

"Anyone?" Wu Yan hesitated for a moment and raised his feet to step into the door, and as soon as he entered, he screamed strangely, but jumped out again.

Wu Gen's expression was solemn, and he raised his knife and looked around.

In the middle of the room sat two old men, one Weng and one woman, with a strange smile on their faces, but their heads were tilted to the side, and their bodies were covered with corpse spots, as if they had been dead for a long time.

Carefully walked up to the two of them and examined them carefully, but there were no external injuries on their bodies.

Both of them are not young, with gray hair and no teeth. If it is said that he died of illness, then it cannot be two people who died together. If it was a human victim, why did the murderer put the deceased in such a strange pose.

After checking for a long time, Wu Yan was confused, turned around and retreated, and went to find the governor of the countryside, after all, such a thing as a dead person is not under the control of the school captain's mansion. After inquiring all the way, I finally found the chief who was working in a field.

After showing his captain's office waist card, the lieutenant climbed up from the field in a hurry. This is an old man who has already been in his armor, with high trouser legs, skinny as wood, trembling and bowing to Wu Gan.

"My lord, I don't know what to do with the little old man?" The lieutenant never dared to raise his head, and his expression was frightened, thinking about the young man who could be described as a big official in his eyes.

Wu Gen informed the chief of the discovery at the head of the village, thinking that the other party would be surprised, but he never thought that the other party was accustomed to it.

"Your Excellency, you don't have to worry about it, there are many such things happening these days. Those who have lost their lives are widows and widows, but it is a good thing to die, and there is no need to live in the world to suffer. After the harvest was over, I took a few people to bury them with mats.

It's good to be dead, it's better to be a pig and a cow in the next life than to be a concubine. Old man, I really still have concerns at home, or I want to go with them, and I will die early. The chief looked sad, looking like he had seen through life and death.

Wu Yan was speechless, thought for a while and said, "Uncle, is this situation not an isolated case, why don't you report it to the official." ”

"What's the use of reporting to the official, there are people from the county, and I can't see the reason after watching it for a long time. It can only be hastily done. It is those of us who have survived who are suffering, and we have to help collect the corpses, and this field has to be handed over. The old man sighed.

Wu Gen has lived in the cottage since he was a child, and many people in the village are from the Shu people, and they have heard that the Shu people are difficult, but they did not expect it to be so difficult.

Sighing, Wu Yan had to find out a piece of broken silver, "The deceased is the greatest, take this money, you might as well make a thin coffin, bury the two people, and put them in the ground." ”

The lieutenant hurriedly withdrew his hand, "I can't do it, I can't help it, my lord is kind, I know, but if this family has a coffin, what about other people's homes, wouldn't the villagers blame the little old man for being eccentric." ”

Wu Yan had no choice but to take back the silver, "Uncle, my mount injured my leg, is there any pavilion nearby." ”

"Over that mountain, there is a post where you can change horses." The old man pointed to a hill in front of him.

Bidding farewell to the lieutenant chief, Wu Yan led the horse and walked towards the mountain. The mountain is not very high, it is full of trees and only a narrow mountain road is passable.

As soon as I walked into the mountain road, the weather suddenly became cooler. The stone walls on both sides of the road are covered with a layer of wet moss, and from time to time water droplets slide off the moss and fall into the ditches on the side of the road. The bamboos on both sides of the road stick outward, blocking the sky light and making the mountain road even darker.

Wu Yan pulled out the knife and slapped the stones on both sides as he walked, making a clattering sound.

As the saying goes, the cold forest is hidden, and the secluded path is a snake. Wu Gan's move is not idle and boring, but really walking on this kind of road, with many snakes, ants, insects, and worms, and making a sound is also to avoid each other.

After walking for a long time, there was still silence all around. The horses snorted lightly and kicked the ground with some uneasiness.

Wu Gen counted the branches placed under the rocks on both sides, and there were already more than two thousand. These branches are specially broken down by pedestrians and placed here, implying that there is a "backing mountain".

When I was at the bottom of the mountain, I saw that the mountain was not very high, so why I hadn't walked out of this road for so long.

"Hehe, demon." Wu Yan chuckled, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he was still on that path, but the exit was in front of him.

I think that the mirage didn't be able to do anything to themselves, this little trick......

Wu Yan was mocking, and walked out of the intersection, and the front was cheerful, and he had reached the top of the mountain. There were many fewer trees on the top of the mountain, and huge stones were scattered on the surface.

On a rock, a man sat cross-legged, dressed in sackcloth, with a ponytail, a huge golden earring hanging from his left ear, and the most striking thing was that three sparks were tattooed on his forehead.

Wu Gan turned a blind eye and led the horse to pass with his head held high. Nonsense, such a style, such a strange dress, a person who pretends to be a ghost, he does nothing.

"Stop." The two passed by, and a voice came from behind Wu Gan.

Wu Jian quickened his pace, pretending to be a master, if you let me stop, I have to stop. If you live in the village where you have lived since childhood, this kind of stupid style will not last for three days.

"Ding ......" made a crisp sound, and Wu Gan's footsteps slowed down.

This soft sound kept echoing in the mind, like a flying insect, scurrying around, making people upset, and even the control of the body was not very neat.

Wu Yan didn't say a word, endured the discomfort and continued to walk forward. But the horse couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, farting and urinating.

"Why, I want to fight." Wu Yan turned his head and squinted at the other party's chin.

The man was not angry, his index finger flicked lightly on the earring, Wu Gan's body shook, his hand trembled slightly, and his body seemed to be frozen.

Whew, Wu Yan panted, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and took a difficult step. The broken knife was slowly pulled out and slowly pointed at the other party.

"Look for death." Wu Gan's eyes were red, this person's methods were so weird, he felt a trace of death.

"Not bad." Mai waved his hand slightly, and Wu Gan's body regained control, panting heavily, staring at the person in front of him.

"You and I don't know each other, Your Excellency left me behind, so it's hard to invite me to drink." Wu Gan looked angry, and his intuition told him that the person in front of him was not something that a gag could deal with.

"Sit." The man cherished words like gold, pointing to a stone in front of him, which had the taste of sitting and discussing.

Looking at the golden ring in the man's ear, Wu Gan sat down with a golden knife and looked at each other viciously. Since you can't go, you can talk about it if you look at what it means. As long as you are willing to talk, then it is easy to say.

"My name is Xianjiang, and I am a soul master." The man spoke directly, an inexplicable light flashing in his long narrow eyes, staring at Wu Yan as if he had seen prey.

Seeing the man's somewhat "hungry" eyes, Wu Gen shuddered, but still straightened his neck and said, "My name is Wu Gen." Lawlessness, the roots of cutting grass and roots. Have fun, what's the matter, don't pretend to be a ghost. "When dealing with this kind of person, you can't follow his routine.

"Your Excellency would like to enter the Soul Dao?" Faced with Wu Gan's somewhat scoundrel appearance, Xianjiang was not in a hurry or impatient, and asked directly.

"Soul Dao?" This Wu Gan has heard that generally speaking, people who practice this way have strong spirits, value the spirit and light the body, and often have strange methods, which are said to be related to ancient witchcraft.

The magic of witchcraft has led to the subversion of several dynasties in history, which shows its destructive power, and this soul master is one of them.

Ordinary people are reluctant to deal with soul masters, because these people specialize in cultivating divine souls, and the method is quite treacherous, and if they are not careful, they will fall into the Tao, which can be described as the existence of gods and ghosts. Fortunately, these people also know that the world hates them, and they don't often come out to do activities, but they didn't expect that Wu Gen would bump into him here today.

Wu Gen glanced around, there were stones all around, and he had the heart to escape, and continued to pretend to be stupid, "What is the benefit of learning soul art from the soul path, don't you send money." ”

Even if Xianjiang is cold-hearted, he is also a little confused, and he even dares to talk to the soul master about money, when what is this, recruiting small workers?