I really don't want to be a master

Chapter 165

The bald fat man suddenly felt chills in his heart when he saw Hu Meng's compassionate expression.If he still can't see the problem until now, then he is not worthy to be a powerful big brother, let alone stand out in the BK organization.Because the pain of the broken leg made his thinking a little slow, coupled with a series of weird and terrifying events such as the old horse eating people, scarecrows, statues, etc., he couldn't keep his focus and lost his previous vigilance.

But as dull as he is, it has been seen by now that Hu Meng definitely has ulterior motives, maybe it is what Gou Sheng said, Hu Meng simply wants to use everyone as cannon fodder.Otherwise, how can he explain that he is so slow-witted every time?Since he has spiritual skills and can deal with evil spirits, why does he sit back and watch so many people die?The mad dog sat on the grand master's chair right under Hu Meng's nose, why didn't Hu Meng remind him at the beginning?Now that the mad dog is lying on the terrible grand master's chair, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. No matter how you look at it, it's more ominous, but Hu Meng stands up again at this time to act as a magic stick, warning everyone not to be entangled by the grand master's chair again.

Could it be that Hu Meng had premeditated it?He knew how terrible the Taishi chair was, so he deliberately let one person sit on it to die, but he couldn't let everyone die, because there must be more evil spirits on the road ahead, and other cannon fodder was needed.The more the bald and fat man thought about it, the more frightened he felt, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his thoughts were closer to the truth.Hu Meng's various strange behaviors along the way did not look like a brilliant psychic master at all. Thinking about it now, could he be hiding his strength and deliberately let the bald and fat brothers die?

What the bald fat man can see, his brothers can also see, they are not fools.There was something wrong with the way everyone looked at Hu Meng, and the atmosphere in the room seemed very weird.Hu Meng didn't seem to be aware of this. Regardless of everyone's suspicion, he adjusted his clothes lightly, went to the huge portrait, bowed respectfully, and then took out a handful of incense and lit it.He turned over the four bowls on the table of the Eight Immortals one by one and clasped them, and after a while turned them over one by one again, the dark things in the four bowls turned into white bones.He took one of them with his left hand, and a handful of charms with his right, rubbing against the bone for a while.

The crowd looked at Hu Meng inexplicably, not knowing what he was doing, and the more they watched, the more frightening they became.Hu Meng put the bones back into the bowl, and in a blink of an eye the four bowls returned to their original appearance, the inside was dark, and it was impossible to see what it was.He took the talisman that had rubbed against the bone, and pasted one on each of them. After pasting, he let out a sigh of relief: "Okay, now you can talk."

The bald fat man was the first to ask: "What's going on here? I think Meng Shao should give us an explanation?"

Hu Meng said to the crowd in a gentle manner: "I have sensed it with spiritual magic. The ghost village has a powerful curse, so that all the people who were buried here before have turned into evil spirits. Everyone who enters the ghost village will inevitably be killed. But these evil spirits have lived here for generations and have a deep attachment to the village, so when they encounter danger, they hide in the old house so that the evil spirits will not come in to intrude. But there are exceptions, that is, the owner of the house If it becomes an evil spirit, then no matter who enters its house, it will be bad luck."

Seeing that everyone was confused, Hu Meng laughed at himself and said: "I know you don't understand, let's put it simply, the ghost village is worthy of its name, and there are ghosts everywhere. When encountering ghosts, there is only one way to survive, that is, Just find a room and sneak in. But be careful not to mess with the things in the room after entering, let alone talking nonsense, otherwise the person in the Taishi chair will be a role model."

The bald fat man said coldly: "Since you know this, why didn't you tell us earlier? If you had told us earlier, maybe so many brothers would not have died in vain."

By now, the bald fat man has figured it out, no matter how much background Hu Meng has, in this ghost village, it is still unknown whether he can escape alive, so how can he even think about what to do after he leaves?Therefore, he no longer treated Hu Meng with the politeness he had at the beginning, and even had the idea of ​​avenging his broken leg first.He looked at Wangcai coldly, thinking in his heart how many chances he would have if he fought.

Hu Meng smiled, and said very gracefully: "I'm sorry for the deaths of all kinds of brothers, but it's not that I didn't try my best, but that I really can't do anything. The curse of the ghost village and the habits of these evil spirits, I have just Only then did I realize that all the secrets are hidden in this portrait. This old house is the former residence of the village head of the ghost village. All the coffins will be parked here and then buried in the coffin. All the dead souls of the ghost village are enshrined here, and the ghosts attached to the chair of the grand master They are the guardians of this house, and if anyone touches the chair, the undead will be alarmed. They will hunt for the sound and eat everyone."

The bald fat man thought about it for a while, and gave up his intention to do it. Wangcai's majesty with the giant spirit technique was vivid in his memory, and the few remaining people were definitely not opponents.What's more, there is a mysterious and powerful Meng Shao watching from the side?However, he decided not to be as passive as before. It would be too dangerous to let Hu Meng arrange everyone's behavior.They don't know about the murderous intentions in the ghost village, but Hu Meng must know, and if Hu Meng wants to use them, he will definitely make a suggestion.The bald and fat man decided that no matter what suggestion Hu Meng made, he would do the opposite. In short, he could no longer trust this man.

The bald fat man thought for a while, thinking he had a plan, he said lightly: "Since Meng Shao said so, the death of those brothers must be regarded as what they deserve. You know so much about the ghost village, please give us some advice on how to proceed. "

Hu Meng said without humility at all: "When it comes to giving advice, I'm not being polite. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in art, and I really know more about dealing with evil spirits and ghosts than you. The talisman I just posted for you It's called the Hidden Breath Talisman, which hides everyone's own breath, and emits the smell of bones in the bowl, so now everyone can speak at ease without fear of being detected by evil spirits. But these spells have limited effectiveness, and can only support 15 people at most. Minutes, 15 minutes later, everyone's strange smell will awaken the evil spirits again. This house is impossible to stay in, we have to find a way to leave, but there are countless evil spirits outside, we have to think of a safe way."

The bald and fat man wanted to refute Hu Meng's words, but he didn't even have a chance to interject a word from the beginning to the end, let alone object to Hu Meng's opinion.He opened his mouth, wanted to say something but didn't say anything, Hu Meng smiled slightly, and continued: "Pot bottom ash can blind ghost eyes, we can't paint all ghost eyes with pot bottom ash, but we can cover ourselves Paint it all over, so that ghosts can’t see us. It happens that the kang that was burned before in the wing room of this room is still there. Everyone prepares to get into the hole of the kang and climb out of the chimney. Remember, don’t be afraid of getting dirty, put the bottom of the kang The ashes from the stove are all over the body, the more you apply, the better."

The bald fat man finally found a chance, and he said loudly, "Young Master Meng, are you doing this on purpose? Let us drill into the kang hole? It's not a big deal to get into the kang hole, but I, Fatty Luo, have broken legs. You mean throw me away?" Don't you care about it? I think you deliberately provoke our brothers, even if you want to spread the ash from the bottom of the pot, just take out the ash from the kang hole and smear it on your body. You insist on us getting in, what are you doing?"

The bald and fat man was smart and didn't act recklessly. He knew that if he wanted to survive right now, he really had to do what Hu Meng said.Even if Hu Meng set them up, they still have to sneak in obediently. Who told them that they don't know how to deal with evil spirits?But Hu Meng is not a person who can be trusted, for his opinion, he must find some trouble.

"Brother Luo, why don't I know about your broken leg? I have a bone joint talisman here, which I prepared for you a long time ago." Hu Meng took out a talisman and said, "Just stick this talisman on your broken leg. , you will be able to move as usual immediately, and the broken leg will return to its original state, and you will not have any discomfort. Although the effect is only half an hour, after half an hour, you still have to trouble two brothers to lift you. But half an hour, if everything goes well, is enough We escaped from the ghost village."

Hu Meng avoided talking about why he had to dig into the kang hole, and only said that he could connect the broken leg of the bald fat man. The bald fat man was on guard all the time, and immediately discovered the problem. He said coldly: "Meng Shao, I just don’t understand, why can’t you take out the ash from the bottom of the pot and apply it on your body? The hole in the kang must be drilled? Could it be that there is some ulterior reason for this?”

　The old man is really not good at writing supernatural material, I wrote a few chapters of horror, I was so scared that I couldn't sleep well.Angrily pouring water for a chapter, and continue to scare people tomorrow.

　　
　
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