As the days passed, going to school and being on duty became the entirety of Wu Gen's life. If he hadn't been receiving a salary from the school captain's mansion, Wu Gen would have loved to spend time in school every day.

Classmate Wu Gen is definitely obsessed with his studies and has absolutely no other thoughts. Isn’t it just that he has sprinkled more powder on his body, his clothes are more neatly dressed, and his bun is smoothed. This is what Mr. Zhu said when he entered school.

Teach me, the so-called crown must be straight, the knot must be knotted, the clothes must be noble and clean, etc.

Didn’t you see, Wu Gen’s studies are making rapid progress, and he knows thousands of new words. Among a group of classmates with runny noses, he is definitely an outstanding existence. Even the words he writes are often praised by Mr. Zhu, saying they are quite good.

The strength of the muscles and bones penetrates the back of the paper.

On weekdays, people in the school captain's house are much more easy-going and less aggressive, which greatly improves other people's impression of him. Even Cao Jinren, who has a dark face for many years in the army room, occasionally treats Wu

Gen nodded, wondering if he felt guilty for driving him out of the counselor's room.

Sun Hong, on the other hand, got closer to Lin Ruoshi and stayed away from Wu Gen when he saw him. This is no wonder, in a dyeing vat like Xiaowei Mansion, people will always change. Lin Ruoshi is a famous person in Xiaowei Mansion.

, and traveled a lot with various government offices in the city, so the future is not bleak.

On this day, Wu Gen finished washing the horses and just walked back to the house when footsteps sounded outside the door. Just as he was about to speak, a paper ball was thrown in from the open window. Wu Gen was stunned, looked up and saw Cao Jinren.

He left with his hands behind his back.

Picking up the ball of paper, he opened it and saw that there were only four words on it, "Be careful Bi Hua."

Wu Gen thoughtfully lit the note on fire and looked at the rising smoke, his expression solemn and silent.

Early the next morning, Wu Gen went out early. 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. It is more than a hundred miles away from Dingyuan City and passes through some towns in the middle. Normally, there should be no robberies, but I have heard that some weird things have happened in some villages recently.

Regarding the matter, Wu Gen still brought the broken knife with him, just in case.

I rode out of Dingyuan City and turned north. There were gradually more farmlands on both sides, and I saw farmers working in the fields from time to time. Looking over, I saw a vast expanse of land. This is also the largest plain in Bao'an County. Feeling comfortable,

Unavoidably, I whipped my whip a few more times and rode faster.

Extreme happiness can easily lead to sadness, and the ancients never deceived others.

When they arrived at a small river, the horse staggered and fell to the ground in a mud puddle on the road. Wu Gen fell from the horse and fell into the water in a flash.

The good mood along the way was gone. "Unlucky, it's really not a good time to go out today." Shaking the mud off his hands, Wu Gen regretted not reading the almanac when he went out.

I got up to check and found that the horse's leg had been injured and he couldn't run any further. Besides, he was covered in mud, so he had to find a place to rest temporarily.

After leading the horse for five miles, a village finally appeared ahead, with scattered houses and only a dozen families.

Wu Gen found a house and knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response. He knocked several more times, but there was still no movement. When he pushed lightly, the door opened.

"Is there anyone there?" Wu Gen hesitated for a moment and stepped into the door. As soon as he entered, he let out a strange scream and jumped out again.

Wu Gen looked solemn, raised his knife and looked around.

There were two old men sitting in the room, one an old man and the other a woman. They both had strange smiles on their faces, but their heads were tilted to the side, and their bodies were covered in corpse spots, as if they had been dead for a long time.

He carefully walked up to the two of them and looked carefully. There were no external injuries on their bodies.

Both of them were old, with gray hair and no teeth. If they died of illness, they could not die together. If they were murdered by others, then why did the murderer put the deceased in such a weird posture.

After checking for a long time, Wu Gen was confused, turned around and retreated to find the village chief. After all, matters such as dead people were not under the jurisdiction of the school captain's government. After asking around all the way, he finally found the village chief working in a field.

After showing his waist badge of the Lieutenant's Mansion, the headman hurriedly climbed up from the field. This was an old man in his sixties, with high trousers and skinny bones. He bowed and saluted Wu Gen.

"Sir, why are you looking for this little old man?" The chief never dared to raise his head, and looked at the young man who was a high official in his eyes with a panicked look.

Wu Gen informed the village chief of what he found at the head of the village. He thought the other party would be surprised, but he didn't expect that the other party would act like he was used to it.

"Sir, you don't have to worry about it. There are many such things happening these days. People who lose their lives are lonely and widowed. It's a good thing to die. You don't have to live in the world to suffer. After I finish harvesting the fields, I will

He took a few people and buried him in mats and rolls.

It's better to die. It's better to be a pig or a cow in the next life than to be a commoner. Old man, I really still have concerns about my family. If I didn't want to go with them, I would have died early." Li Chang looked sad and said

A look that sees through life and death.

Wu Gen was speechless. After thinking for a while, he said: "Old man, maybe this situation is not an isolated case. Why don't you report it to the official?"

"What's the use of reporting to the official? Someone from the county came. I looked at it for a long time and couldn't figure out the reason. I could only do it hastily. The hard thing is that those of us who survived have to help collect the corpses. This field tax

You still have to pay it forward." The old man sighed.

Wu Gen has lived in a mountain village since he was a child. Many people in the village are from common people. They have heard that it is difficult for common people, but he did not expect it to be so difficult.

Sighing, Wu Gen had no choice but to take out a broken piece of silver and said, "The deceased is the oldest. With these money, we might as well build a thin coffin and bury those two people, so that they can be buried in peace."

The head of the village quickly withdrew his hand, "I can't do it, I can't do it. I know you have good intentions, but if this family has a coffin, what about other families? Won't the villagers blame the old man for being partial?"

Wu Gen had no choice but to take the money back and said, "Old man, my horse has injured its leg. Is there any post office nearby?"

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

Saying goodbye to the village chief, Wu Gen led the horse and walked up the mountain. The mountain was not high, with trees on it, and only a narrow mountain road for passage.

As soon as we walked into the mountain road, the weather suddenly became cooler. The stone walls on both sides of the road were covered with a layer of wet moss. From time to time, water droplets slipped from the moss and fell into the ditch on the roadside. The bamboos on both sides of the road stretched out.

It blocked the skylight and made the mountain road darker and darker.

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

As the saying goes, there are quills hidden in the cold forest, and snakes walk along the secluded paths. Wu Gen's move was not out of boredom. In fact, he was walking on this path, full of snakes, ants, and earthworms. The sound he made was also meant to avoid the two sides.

After walking for a long time, there was still silence all around. The horse snorted lightly and kicked the ground uneasily.

Wu Gen counted the branches hanging under the rocks on both sides, and there were already more than two thousand. These branches were specially broken down by pedestrians and placed here, which means "backing the mountain".

When we were at the bottom of the mountain, we saw that the mountain was not very high. Why have we not walked out of this road for so long?

"Haha, you are a monster." Wu Gen chuckled, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he was still on that path, but the exit was right in front of him.

I remember that Mirage couldn't do anything to me back then, this little trick...

With a mocking look on his face, Wu Gen stepped out of the intersection. The front suddenly opened up, 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 stone, there is a man sitting cross-legged, dressed in linen, with a ponytail, a huge golden earring hanging on his left ear, and the most eye-catching thing is that there are three sparks tattooed on his forehead.

Wu Gen turned a blind eye and led his horse as he passed by with his head held high. Nonsense, acting in such a manner, dressing up in such a weird way, and pretending to be a ghost, why should he do anything?

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

Wu Gen quickened his pace, pretending to be an expert, I had to stop if you asked me to. In the village where he grew up, he would not have lasted more than three days with this stupid behavior.

"Ding..." There was a crisp sound, and Wu Gen's steps slowed down.

This soft cry keeps echoing in the mind, like a flying insect, scurrying around, making people upset, and even the control of the body becomes less smooth.

Wu Gen remained silent and endured the discomfort and continued to move forward. But the horse couldn't bear it and suddenly collapsed to the ground, urinating.

"Why, you want to fight." Wu Gen turned his head and raised his chin at the opponent with side eyes.

The man was not angry. He flicked the earring with his index finger. Wu Gen's body trembled, his hands trembled slightly, and his body seemed to be frozen.

Whispering, Wu Gen gasped, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and took a step with difficulty. He slowly pulled out the broken knife and pointed it slowly at the opponent.

"Looking for death." Wu Gen's eyes were red. This man's methods were so weird that he felt a hint of death.

"Not bad." The man in linen waved his hand gently, and Wu Gen regained control of his body. He gasped for air and stared at the man in front of him.

"You and I are strangers to each other. Your Excellency has left me here, so you might want to treat me to a drink." Wu Gen looked angry, and his intuition told him that the person in front of him was not something that could be dealt with by just making jokes.

"Sit." The man cherished his words like gold and pointed to a stone in front of him, as if he were sitting down and talking.

Looking at the gold ring in the man's ear, Wu Gen sat down with his golden sword and looked at the man fiercely. Since he couldn't leave, he saw that he could still talk. As long as he was willing to talk, it would be easy.

"My name is Xian Jiang, and I am a soul master." The man spoke directly, an inexplicable light flashed in his narrow eyes, staring at Wu Gen as if he was prey.

Seeing the "hungry" look in the man's eyes, Wu Gen shuddered, but he still straightened his neck and said: "My name is Wu Gen. Lawlessness is nothing, and it is the roots of the grass. Be happy, and if you have anything to do, don't pretend to be a ghost. "When dealing with this kind of person, you can't follow his routine.

"Your Excellency, would you like to enter the Soul Dao?" Faced with Wu Gen's rogue appearance, Xian Jiang asked directly without being impatient.

"Soul Tao?" Wu Gen has heard of this. Generally speaking, people who practice this Tao have strong souls, emphasize the soul over the body, and often have strange methods. It is said to be related to ancient witchcraft.

The art of witchcraft and Gu has led to the overthrow of several dynasties in history, which shows its destructive power. This soul master is one of them.

Ordinary people do not want to deal with soul masters, because these people specialize in cultivating souls, and their methods are quite weird. If you are not careful, you will fall into the trap. It can be said that they are detested by gods and abandoned by ghosts. Fortunately, these people also know that the world hates them.

I don't often go out for activities, but I didn't expect that Wu Gen would bump into me here today.

Wu Gen glanced around, seeing rocks everywhere. He gave up the idea of ​​​​escape and continued to pretend to be dumbfounded. "What's the benefit of learning soul skills? Isn't it getting paid?"
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