When the country is weakened, evil is rampant.

Along the way, I saw too many ghosts and evil things, Bai Yu was too lazy to care, the world was torn apart, turbulent, wind and rain, and evil breeds and couldn't be managed, unless he bumped into the front, he didn't bother to take care of it.

One day, I found a deserted village to spend the night, don't think why there are so many deserted courtyard villages, after decades of fighting, the people are almost gone, the population is seriously depleted, and empty houses are everywhere.

When I entered the village, I saw a woman by the well, and when the woman saw the white rain, she was startled and disappeared instantly.

Pan Xiong wanted to step forward, but Bai Yu shook his head and sighed.

"Forget it, since you haven't done evil, why bother to kill them all, even if it's a yin virtue. ”

"What the girl said was very true. ”

I don't really understand Bai Yu's role as Pan Xiong, there is no way, in this era when interests are supreme and Lao Tzu is the first in the world, few people think about doing good, what is written in the book is just a slogan, especially in this troubled era, no one cares about the life and death of the bottom.

A certain Jiao dares to fight with the master of Yuanying, and can get along with the little people at the bottom.

The rainy season was dripping, and the Pan family each found a house to settle down, trying to make a fire to get rid of the dampness and cold to keep warm, and try not to get sick, typhoid fever has taken away two old people.

Bai Yu was alone in a dilapidated house, and saw a woman appear by the old well.

Shaking his head, he put on a straw hat and came to the well, grabbed a blade of grass and leaned against the edge of the well at will, and reached out to pat the old well.

"Come out, don't hide. ”

There was no movement in the well, pouting, absorbing free yin qi from the air and throwing it into a ball, and soon a young woman slowly floated up from the bottom of the water, her hair was coiled, she should be a young daughter-in-law.

The female ghost looked at Bai Yu in horror, like a poor little daughter-in-law who was bullied by her mother-in-law.

Condense a cloud of yin qi again and hand it to the female ghost.

"Take it and eat it, the yin qi is not enough and the soul is scattered, but it is really dead, you have a story and I have yin qi, let's talk for a while, this barren mountain and wild mountain is just such a ghost as you." ”

"You...... Thank you, everyone else wants to kill me, you're different......"

White Rain shrugged.

"It's normal, because I'm not human, how did you die? ”

Some of the dead souls are most afraid of mentioning the cause of death, and some will even turn into ghosts in anger because of this, but fortunately, the female ghost just has a panicked expression and does not breed anger, and it is estimated that she was a timid person before her death.

The female ghost may not have understood the meaning of the first sentence, and bowed her head to describe herself.

When you are bored, you can listen to the story, everyone has their own story, the female ghost is a person from the village, a few years ago, the government arrested Zhuangding and arrested her newly married husband, and there has been no news since then, others say that her man is dead, she doesn't believe it, and she waits for year after year, but waits for the man's news but waits for the rogue to attack the village.

A young woman who fell victim to the turbulent times, she committed suicide by jumping into an old well in order not to be insulted.

An ordinary little story, but it shows how ruthless this damn age is, the villagers either fled or were killed and then abandoned, she stayed in the old well and waited year after year, wanting to wait for the man to come back.

"Why don't you go to the underworld to be reincarnated. ”

"I want to wait for my husband to come back, he will definitely come back......"

"Are you going to wait?"

The female ghost nodded firmly, she refused to give up in the context of the big era, firmly believed that her man would definitely come back, and looked at the village entrance every day day and year after year, so she did not hesitate to stay in the well for several years.

"What's his name, I'll tell your fortune and I can help you see it. ”

"My husband's surname is Zhou's first name. ”

She was so excited that her eyes were full of antiquity, almost forgetting the faint fear she felt when she saw this mysterious person before, maybe it was the chat that made her let her guard down, or maybe she was too excited to learn about her man.

Bai Yu muttered in his mouth about the county towns and villages of Zhou County

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name and thoughtful name, in the dark, he uses his fortune to sense where it is, and it is easy for ordinary people who have not cultivated to tell fortunes, but Bai Yu doesn't know what to say to the female ghost.

"He died a few years ago, if you guessed correctly, he came back to see you, people have their own lives, don't force it, don't wait, I'll send you to reincarnation. ”

Hearing this, the female ghost was stunned for a long time and sobbed lowly, but unfortunately the ghost had no tears.

"Zhou Lang...... I knew it was you standing outside the window that night...... Woohoo......"

On the other side, Pan Xiong looked at it curiously, and didn't understand how to make the female ghost cry, and the cry was whimpering.

The voice of the transcendent scriptures murmured, and the figure of the female ghost became more and more empty......

Before leaving this world and going to the underworld, the female ghost knelt and kowtowed to Bai Yu, grateful for her kindness, and her heartfelt gratitude made Bai Yu's luck more insignificant and enhanced, although it was almost equivalent to nothing, but it was better than nothing, sincere gratitude and blessings were rare, better than nothing.

After listening to the story, he shook his head and went back to the old house to make a fire and cook.

There are all kinds of things in the world, every life has its own story, there are happy or miserable lives, there are birds and beasts struggling to survive and use all their energy to feed their offspring, some just a few years and some are often hundreds of years and thousands of years, different circumstances and the same persistence, the more you see, the more indifferent you are.

Lighting a bonfire to cook, the night is not peaceful when evil things are raging, and the little hand rubs a small bead full of pure yang aura and throws it out.

A low-level zombie sensed the terrifying aura and turned his head and jumped away, but he didn't expect that the terrible feeling was getting closer and closer, and he couldn't get rid of it, and before it returned to the grave, the beads swished into the zombie's head.

A certain gentleman of the Pan family sat at the door and scolded and scratched lice, and saw a fire burning in the mountain.

"It's evil, which bastard in the big night is blind to light the fire. ”

It was another calm rainy night.

Bai Yu ignored one thing, there would be no powerful evil things born in the prosperous period of the country's fortunes, and even if they were born, there were cultivation circles that solved them according to the rules, but the Tang Dynasty had a big war for many years, and I didn't know how many monks died in the ancient battlefield, and how many cultivation inheritances were cut off, and the evil things lurked and grew in the gap period, and when the world was in the melee, it ushered in a rare opportunity to increase its strength again.

There are monsters and beasts in the southern wilderness guarding the territory, and there will be no evil things, and the Central Plains, which is full of holes, has become a hotbed of evil things......

The growth rate of evil cultivation is indirectly related to the stability of the world, the world is peaceful and there is no fighting, and when the death is difficult and slow, if the war will produce bloody evil qi and resentment to supply the cultivation of evil things, the peaceful years may not be a climate for hundreds of years, and the turbulent times can give birth to monsters in a few days, after all, the evil demon cultivation does not need to consider the state of mind and does not have to worry about luck, just gather energy.

In the distance, there are people in the dilapidated Pan Mansion who do it.

The flames burned the documents full of essays to ashes, and the evil wind raged in the courtyard.

The yin wind gusted, the offering table full of tributes disappeared, and the white-haired young man standing with a sword on the side turned around and left, seemingly disgusted by what happened in the courtyard.

After the paper money burns, the ashes float up and condense a hideous grimace......

"What's the ...... to find the old man?"

The tone was eerie and goosebumps were raised, and the pharaohs in the courtyard smiled and saluted.

"Please ask Your Excellency the Ghost King to help find someone, and there will be heavy thanks after the matter is completed, and please ask the Ghost King to help. ”

"I will pay tribute to five hundred boys and girls. ”

The old man frowned, there are too many boys and girls in five hundred, where to find so many children in the chaos now, and it should be a bargain to mention so much, hehe, there are many nonsense.

Outside the door, the white-haired young man gritted his teeth and left.

"A hundred boys and girls. ”

"Three hundred!"

"One hundred and fifty, if there are more, I'll find another ghost king. ”

"Hmph!

"This is his clothing, find him, I want to live. ”