Chapter 872 Lonely Mountain

At this time, on a lonely mountain in Hong Kong, the cold moonlight shines on the woods on the mountain. This place is called Lonely Soul Mountain. It is the burial place of the dead without relatives and no reason. After all, Hong Kong is such a big place.

Many times there is no room for people to live in, how can it be possible for the dead to live in, and some dead people will not be able to contact their relatives after dying in vain.

Or there is no relative or reason, and the government does not have so much money to bury them, so they simply chose a lonely mountain to bury these people hastily, but even so, the government still spent some money,

However, it is often so logical that as long as there is a benefit, someone will make a profit, and some people use the government's expenses to cut corners,

As a result, many corpses are still in random places without graves and coffins at all, making the Lonely Mountain finally become a lonely mountain in the true sense of yin and air. For hundreds of years,

The corpses are piled up here, and no stranger has ever dared to come here. It is really cold here, and no one will come here. Of course, except for one kind of person, this kind of person is the corpse transporter.

As the name suggests, this transporter is a profession of transporting corpses. It is specially responsible for transporting those unclaimed corpses. Of course, it is best to use the corpses for cremation.

But those cremated deceased have no relatives or friends and no place to put them, so even in today's society, such deceased will still be transported to Lonely Mountain. Of course, it is much better now than before, and the corpse will have a coffin to house it. , but Rao is so,

The corpse transporter only places the coffin somewhere, and never has the time to bury it.

This place is too scary. After hundreds of years, there is no sunlight all day long, and it is extremely dark. From time to time, there will be undead crying and wolf howling.

At this time, a truck was driving on the road at the bottom of the mountain. It seemed to be preparing to go up the mountain. There were several coffins behind the truck. From time to time, there was a humming sound due to the vibration of the vehicle. It seemed that something was about to jump out.

"Master, why do I have to come to this mountain in the middle of the night? I feel a little panicked." A young man in the car handed his master a cigarette while driving. To be honest, he really didn't want to come to the mountain during the day. It's all so scary, let alone at night, I feel like I want pants when I think about it.

"Xiaoqiang! You don't understand this. Usually you always say that you earn too little money. We are not very popular in this business. Today, Master, I brought you here to make money. You think that we corpse transporters usually transport corpses. Okay? There's a big argument here,

I can tell you that there are two kinds of corpses, one is the existence that no one knows at all, and the other is the existence that some people know but do not want to claim.

Some people are either other people's juniors, or some daughters, etc. Some relatives don't want to claim them, and they don't want to see where the deceased is still alone.

Then they will spend money to find a better place to bury them. Tonight, the corpses are all young and beautiful female corpses. You know what I mean now,

These corpses are all paid for to be properly placed. During the day, there are many people, but at night it is very convenient, and we also need to spend some time to do some rituals, so the night

It's the best time to go." The man called the master, surnamed Wang, was about forty years old, and he must have been in contact with the entity all the year round, otherwise he would not be full of yin.

The young man knew after listening to his master for a long time. After a long time, they took over private work tonight. Of course, this private work is more expensive than the usual serious work.

The truck continued to move forward on the steep mountain road, and it arrived at the destination in ten minutes. Speaking of which, when the traffic here was not so convenient in the past, the corpse transporters had to work hard to get up. Now the vehicle can go directly to the burial of Gushan, and they need to dig and bury the rest.

The two masters and apprentices quickly parked the vehicle on the lonely mountain, and the two struggled to lift the coffins one by one. Of course, they also used some special props, otherwise such a heavy coffin would be difficult to lift. After a simple excavation, the two moved the coffins into the pit one after another.

"Cuckoo, cuckoo" Just as they were about to bury, a gloomy wind blew, and there were several crows in the air, as if something flashed by in the dark, and a sound came from all directions. .

This time, the young man was so frightened that his face turned blue and he sat on the ground, and unknowingly wet his pants, let alone him, even his master was sitting there in fright, after more than ten years. I have never seen such a bizarre thing before, and the few dark shadows looming around are like undead charms.

"Teacher, master, then, what are those?" The young man looked at the increasingly clear silhouette with a look of fear.

A little undead carried a coffin and was walking here.

"Stinky boy, what are you looking at, come with me quickly" Master Wang didn't know where to get his strength, grabbed the terrified and dazed young man and ran directly to his car, saying from time to time, they are this door The name of the protector of God, as soon as he looked forward to being protected, the vehicle quickly started to run down the mountain.

At this time, the coffin that was carried by the little undead let out a cold snort. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to the departure of the two of them. He just whispered a few words. They nodded, and saw that the coffins instantly flew up and landed directly above the three coffins. They were pressed down by the slightest, and there was a sound of "bang". There was a gust of wind all around, and countless dust filled the air. After a while, everything in the surroundings changed beyond recognition. After the mad sand lasted for a few minutes, everything around fell into silence, and the four little undead carrying the coffin disappeared without a trace.

The originally dug pit was filled with dust, four corpses lay quietly on the ground, and a stone tablet quietly appeared in front of the tomb.

Chapter 873 Maoshan Order

The next day, early in the morning, in a dormitory bungalow of the Hong Kong government's public crematorium, Master Wang stared at him and didn't fall asleep all night. The events of yesterday are vivid in his mind.

Until now, he still had lingering fears, and he stayed up all night relying on the wine glass on his table, but his apprentice was more courageous than himself, and he fell asleep when he got home.

What a young man!Master Wang had a few more drinks in the room. Seeing that the time was almost up, he got up and walked towards his apprentice's room. After all, during the day,

They still do business here. Sometimes they burn corpses, and sometimes they transport them to Gushan. When he thinks of Gushan, he shudders again. Now he is afraid of where to go. He usually doesn’t know where to go. Why was it okay at night, but I encountered a ghost last night.

Master Wang walked out of his room and then stopped at the door of the next room. "Clang, clang, clang" knocked three times in a row. Seeing that there was no response, he shouted loudly:

"Xiaoqiang, you bastard got up, there will be guests coming later." But who knows what's going on? The apprentice who usually only needs to get up with a call to open the door is inexplicably unresponsive. This makes Master Wang feel that something is wrong. Now, can't help but try to open the door,

With a "creak", the door was pushed open. It turned out that the house had been hidden for a long time. Master Wang walked in suspiciously, only to see that it was quiet inside.

His apprentice lay there quietly, his face was pale and expressionless, Master Wang worriedly walked over and touched his apprentice. Seeing that he was still breathing, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but soon his face changed again.

When he got up, his apprentice's whole body was too cold, like an ice cellar.

Master Wang's brows furrowed. In fact, they have a name in the past called corpse hunters. That's right, Xiangxi corpse hunters.

It's just that they are different from these people, because they are a sect split from the Maoshan sect and use the Maoshan technique to drive corpses away, so they set up their own portal to drive corpses away.

However, by his generation, many techniques have been lost, and it can be said that there is nothing to use at all, just a few symptoms,

The appearance of his apprentice is probably related to something dark and dark, and it is estimated that even if it is sent to the hospital, it is useless. Master Wang's eyes flickered when he looked at the appearance of his apprentice.

Finally, he turned around and returned to his own house price, and entered the hidden darkroom. There were several rows of ranks, and the one at the top was the patriarch of Maoshan.

Master Wang first burned a handful of incense and put it in the incense burner in front of the table, and then he muttered, the meaning of the words was nothing more than the disciple's incompetence, and finally, in shame, he picked up a black box on the table and turned back. In his bedroom, looking at the black box, Master Wang looked a little hesitant, but thinking of his apprentice, he sighed helplessly and finally opened it.

I saw a strange talisman paper inside. The talisman paper was pasted on a token. This thing was a rectangular wooden token, three fingers wide and three inches long. It was pitch black.

Three characters are engraved on the front and back of this sign - Maoshan Ling, yes, this is Maoshan Ling, which can exorcise evil spirits at ordinary times.

Home, this was taken away when their branch left Maoshan, but it has not been used for so many years.

"Master, I'm sorry, it's a last resort now, I have to use him, or your disciples and grandchildren will die."

Master Wang took out the token and went outside and lit the yellow talisman, only to see the yellow talisman burning, and Mao Shanling emitting a violent yellow light that flashed past and fell into the sky.

A huge two-character Maoshan fell into the sky. This huge two-character Maoshan can be seen in the whole of Hong Kong. Of course, these two characters cannot be seen by ordinary people at all, otherwise it will not be messed up.

These two words remained in the air for about a minute and then completely disappeared. Master Wang glanced at the sky and sighed and slowly returned to his room, not knowing whether he did it right or not.

In fact, this branch of theirs had hidden feelings when they left Maoshan, that's why they didn't dare to tell others that they were disciples of the Maoshan faction for so many years.

At this time, Qin Feng, who was shopping with Ma Xiaoling and Zhenzhen on the street, raised his head thoughtfully and glanced at the sky above, only to see the yellow light flickering above, and the two huge words "Maoshan" hanging there.

A smile of "Maoshan Ling" flashed across his face. He didn't expect that Hong Kong in this world has Maoshan disciples besides begging uncle, which is really interesting.

Ma Xiaoling also seemed to sense something when she looked at it, and a gleam of light quickly flashed in her eyes. It seemed that she also knew some of the Maoshan School's sayings from her own books.

"Xiaoling, Qin Feng, what are you looking at?" Zhenzhen glanced at the surrounding goods and then fell on the two of them. Seeing that they were looking at the sky, she couldn't help but wonder.

Looking over, I saw that the sky was cloudless and there was nothing, except of course the sun was hanging high there.

"It's nothing." Qin Feng gave an unfinished smile and looked at Ma Xiaoling, "I just saw an old friend, it's really surprising." The old friend in Qin Feng's mouth is someone who holds the Maoshan decree, which can inspire Mao Shanling, after all, is a disciple of Maoshan, otherwise no matter how powerful he is, he will not be able to inspire, but if Qin Feng knows that he is using the yellow talisman to inspire, his expression will be so good-looking.

"Do you want to tell Uncle Qiu about this matter?" Ma Xiaoling looked at Qin Feng and asked. After all, it was a matter of the Maoshan faction, and she was only an outsider.

"No need, now that Uncle Qiu has gone into hiding, someone must have encountered trouble using the Maoshan Token this time, so I can go alone." Qin Feng thought and shook his head, although he had never been to Maoshan, but no matter what. Anyway, it has some relationship, he still needs to go to Xun

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Zhenzhen felt more and more confused as she listened to the conversation between the two.

"It's nothing, Zhenzhen, let's go shopping." Ma Xiaoling made a sloppy eye and pulled Zhenzhen back to the goods. Qin Feng looked up at the sky again and followed with a smile.

Chapter 874

At night, in the dormitory bungalow of the crematorium, Master Wang, who had been busy all day, could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but soon he sighed again. It was a day later, and he didn't even see a Maoshan disciple. It means that his apprentice is in danger.

Just as Master Wang was thinking about it, someone knocked on the door of the crematorium. Although the sound was not loud, it was a quiet night, especially the crematorium was originally a taboo place for many people. If it wasn't necessary, no one would. It will come, so this is the more empty place here.

When Master Wang heard the sound, he first showed a doubtful expression. Although he thought of something, he walked out of the house with a dubious attitude and came to the hall not far away. To put it bluntly, this hall is the cremation ground.

Every day, some corpses continuously fall into the crematorium at the front of the hall. It can be said that tens of thousands of corpses have been burned here since the furnace was placed here for decades. Otherwise, the hall would not be filled with yin. If you don't leave, as long as someone comes in, you will feel cold all over your body.

"Squeaky" Master Wang quickly opened the door, only to see a young man looking at him with a smile, looking like he was probably in his twenties.

A suit of casual clothes sets off the vitality and vigor of young people. Looking at this person, Master Wang can't help but think of his apprentice. If his apprentice is not his own, I believe that he will live as happily as this young man.

It's a pity that this kid has been abandoned by his parents since he was a child. If it weren't for him, he would have died by now, so he has been following him. A short time ago,

that is to follow

I carried the corpse and burned it by myself. I have never followed me to the Lonely Mountain to bury the corpse at night. No, seeing the apprentice getting older and older,

It was also the year of marriage, and his body was getting worse and worse, so he had to be involved in advance. After all, it would be at least a money-making outfit in the future. Who would have thought that such an accident would happen. "May I ask who you are?" Master Wang was not sure that the person in front of him was a disciple of the Maoshan School. After all, he was too young. To put it in a bad way, people like them are generally divided according to their age. The higher the road, the higher it has been since ancient times.

Of course, there are some geniuses who will surpass the older generation when they are young. Unfortunately, such a thing may not happen in a hundred years or a thousand years, or it is not so called genius,

He once heard the master say that this genius is a very precious existence in Maoshan, and he will not go down the mountain easily.

"Hello, I'm Maoshan Qin Feng. I don't know if it's the Maoshan order you issued today?" Qin Feng's mouth is slightly raised, so he can't see the middle-aged man's thoughts, but he can't. He has always been his age. Who would have thought that a young man could be on the same level as a zombie king and general, it is estimated that no one would believe it at all.

"Maoshan" Master Wang's eyes brightened, and excitedly took Qin Feng's hand into the hall, "Master Qin, it's great that you are here, I am the one who initiated the Maoshan Order, my name is Wang Shisan, This is good, my apprentice is saved." Master Wang was excited, no matter what the young man's ability is, no matter what, he must be much stronger than himself.

"Master Wang, please

Don't worry, I don't know what happened to your apprentice? "Qin Feng could not help but be puzzled when he saw that Wang Shisan had only a trace of mana.

You must know that this world is not an ordinary world, otherwise there will be no southern horses and northern horses, especially the Ma family who exterminate zombies and hunt down zombie kings and officials. Although other officials and officials are too lazy to pay attention to them, these people are also capable.

But this Wang Shisan doesn't seem to have any ability!It's just a little more mana than the magic stick, but this trace of mana is useless for half a dime. At most, it can motivate the lowest level of spells, and it can't be used much.

"Master Qin, let's say as we walk, my apprentice can't be delayed any longer." Wang Shisan grabbed Qin Feng's arm and walked towards the dormitory. On the way, he told Qin Feng what happened in detail until he arrived at Xiaoqiang's place. It stopped in the room,

"Hey, Master Qin, I'm ashamed to say it! All the things left by the grandfather have been lost, and he has no skills in his life. Originally, he hoped that his apprentice could get married and have children to maintain the sect. Exist, who would have thought to encounter such a thing again."

In fact, they don't have to keep the name of the corpse drive, they just hope that one day they can return to Maoshan. Now Wang Shisan means to keep the name at least, and there is still a chance for the offspring to come out. Return to Maoshan to complete the legacy of the ancestors.

Qin Feng nodded slightly. After the understanding along the way, he knew what happened, and even the origin of the corpse drive was clear. Although it was only fragmentary, he could guess it roughly.

This corpse was actually

It was not recognized by Maoshan. After all, they felt that the corpse-hunting business was a bit inferior. Well, how to say it is like when Confucius thought farming was useless.

Of course, they are not belittling, they just feel that their disciples should all be human beings, but from another perspective,

If everyone felt that farming was useless, then what would everyone eat, so one of the disciples disagreed at that time, because he personally liked the industry of corpse hunting, and later the disciple's master kicked him in a rage. After leaving the school, there has been a way of chasing corpses since then.

This corpse drive was originally well-known in China, and it is more popular than the corpse hunters in Xiangxi. It is really that people have their own magic weapon, which can directly control the corpse, so they can go wherever they want, and there is Maoshan magic. Famous for a while,

It's a pity that the corpse road was killed overnight a hundred years ago. No one knows what happened. Only this master of Wang Shisan escaped and came to Hong Kong.

It's a pity that the old master, who was only ten years old at that time, hadn't learned all the skills and could only do the business of transporting corpses. It was not until he adopted Wang Shisan when he was in his fifties that he entrusted everything to him.

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