I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

This ancestral bronze gong is used to ward off evil spirits. Although it failed to completely repel the evil spirit just now, it still caused great damage to it.

Use the gong in your hand to hit the amulet. If there are evil thoughts attached to the amulet, once the evil thoughts are gone, the amulet will naturally disintegrate.

"..."

no problem?

After knocking for a while, Fu Guixiang put away the gong and carefully picked up the amulet.

It was indeed a very simple amulet, but how should I put it? Upon closer inspection, Fu Guixiang could actually see a kind of "thoughtfulness" on it.

[May my grandson return safely]

This intention is pure and powerful, and will never allow any evil thoughts to mix in.

“Uncle Fu, can you help bring the old woman’s amulet to her grandson?”

In response to the little girl's question, Fu Guixiang hesitated for a moment and nodded heavily.

"Okay, I'll help you with this."

"Don't worry, I will definitely hand this amulet to your grandson personally."

Hearing this, the old woman in the clay jar grave struggled to thank the man.

Then, she fell into eternal sleep.

.............

"Tangtang, we're not in a hurry to travel today, sit down."

Fu Guixiang patted the stone beside him and motioned the little girl to sit over.

"Let's not rush. Let's chat together tonight?"

"Almost. But I want to talk to you. To be specific, I want to teach you some of my experience as a corpse driver."

After Tangtang sat next to him, Fu Guixiang said earnestly: "Tangtang, sometimes not only living people lie, but also corpses in the grave."

"Eh?"

"I did make a mistake this time, but I don't think my initial response was wrong."

If you encounter evil spirits late at night, take action immediately. Ninety-nine times out of a hundred, you will be right.

You can't risk your life just because of that tiny possibility.

"My great-grandfather lost his life because he believed the evil spirit's words."

Then, Fu Guixiang cited the example of his own father: "Once, my father was almost strangled to death by a jumping corpse while he was driving corpses. There was no particular reason, it was just that he jumped and didn't want to go back to the grave and lie down, and wanted to keep jumping like this."

So now I always make it clear in advance that the state of jumping corpse is a temporary state. Even if you kill him halfway, you will return to your original state after a while.

So don't have any evil thoughts, because if you do, you will only hurt others and yourself.

Fu Guixiang told Tangtang all the examples of his great-grandfather, his father, and the lessons that other ancestors had learned through blood and tears.

"So, people should always be on guard, Tangtang, do you understand?"

"understand!"

Responded so quickly...

"If you were me and suddenly encountered a clay pot grave chasing you, what would you do?"

"Ask the old lady inside why she keeps chasing Tangtang," the little girl said with a smile.

You totally don't understand!

.............

Having failed to impart his experience, Fu Guixiang angrily wrapped himself in a blanket and prepared to go to sleep.

"Uncle Fu, let's chat!"

"No need to chat anymore, you chat with them, I'm going to sleep."

The man turned over, covered his ears and began to sleep.

Fu Guixiang was tired from traveling these days and had just run for his life, so he soon fell into a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

This is how he sleeps every time, half asleep and half awake, but never falling into a deep sleep, lest he be ambushed by the living or the dead in his dreams.

That was why he woke up suddenly when he heard some unusual noises.

"what happened?"

Fu Guixiang suddenly stood up and found that the jumping zombies were... digging the ground?

"Uncle Fu, we were chatting and decided not to go home."

The little girl seemed very confused. She scratched her head and said, "Tangtang doesn't know what happened, but everyone said it's good to be buried here."

"..."

The dilapidated scene of A Tu's village flashed through his mind, and Fu Guixiang began to understand a little.

He silently joined the group of corpses and began to dig the soil. Some beautiful things should be kept in one's heart forever!

Chapter 069 Give It a Retribution

After placing the water-repellent beads into the coffin and completing the coffin sealing and burial ceremony, Qian Zhen silently lit three incense sticks in front of the tomb without a tombstone.

When the three incense sticks burned out, he jumped on his horse and ran straight to the headquarters, never looking back.

"Senior Brother Qian!"

After Senior Brother Liu's death, Senior Brother Qian Zhen became the hall master's only direct disciple. The few outer disciples who came to greet him were all enthusiastic and respectful.

Qian Zhen nodded with great satisfaction and asked casually, "Has the envoy from Shang arrived?"

"I arrived yesterday, and I'm waiting for my brother to come back."

Given Qian Chishi's status, it was impossible for him to personally entertain the envoy, so it would be a good idea to have Qian Zhen do it instead.

Qian Zhen hurried to the hall and met the envoy dressed in gold and jade.

[She is so flashy and feminine, without any masculinity in her body. ]

[They look poor and stinky, and the people of Wu don't know what dignity is! ]

Both of them were complaining in their hearts, but on the surface they were polite and harmonious.

After a few pleasantries, Qian Zhen brought out a box. The messenger opened it and found a black paper man inside.

"If you burn this paper, ordinary people will get sick if they smell the smoke."

Oh?

It seems that this is the gift that Zhe Shantang gives to Da Shang.

Since his country was about to use military force against Wu, the envoy's first reaction was to use the paper man on the battlefield.

But after a moment's thought, he subconsciously shook his head.

"Why does the messenger shake his head?"

After learning the reason, Qian Zhen couldn't help but laugh and said, "This paper figurine is used on the battlefield. The messenger is right."

"If we burn this paper when the two armies are facing each other, won't our Shang soldiers also be hurt?"

Faced with the messenger's doubts, Qian Zhen simply answered with two words - wind speed!

The wind is strong...Oh, right, the money count! How could I forget the money count for the charity?

Calculate the wind speed in advance and let the wind blow all the smoke to the other side when the battle starts.

Once the soldiers of Wu State are infected with the disease, how can they compete with the Shang army?

The messenger's eyes lit up. The only thing he was worried about now was: what effect would this black paper man have?

The Shang envoy was eager to verify the power of the paper figurine. Qian Zhen hesitated for a moment and then said, "There is a village called Yangshu. The villagers are all violent and tyrannical. Even the conscription officers dare not go there to recruit soldiers. A disciple of my Zheshan Hall once went to this village to bury an illness and almost didn't come back."

"Such an evil village has not received retribution yet?" The messenger pretended to be indignant.

"Haha, let's go give it retribution!"

..................................

If you really want to do something like corpse-driving, you will never be able to finish it in a whole year.

So after each wave of jumping corpses, Fu Guixiang would take some time to relax and rest.

This time is no exception, except that compared to the past, he now has a little tail behind him, and he also has a talisman to give away.

'...'

'Why do I feel so busy during my break time?'

Fu Guixiang walked in front listlessly, chatting with the little girl from time to time.

"Uncle Fu, why can some people still speak after they die, but others can't?"

“After a person dies, if there is a great deal of resentment or unfulfilled regret in their heart, their thoughts will not dissipate quickly.”

Fu Guixiang yawned and continued, "At this time, we can communicate with them through the art of corpse speaking."

The corpse-driving work has come to an end, and there is no need to continue hiding during the day and going out at night.

Fu Guixiang has been adjusting his work and rest schedule in recent days, which is also the fundamental reason for his lack of energy.

"If the mind is scattered, will it be impossible to speak forever?"

"kindness"

"That old woman, her mind was scattered later, right?" Tangtang put what she learned into practice.

"kindness"

"Uncle Fu, cheer up!"

"Well... there's a village ahead. It's getting dark. Let's find a family to stay with for the night."

Leading the little girl, Fu Guixiang walked lazily into Yangshu Village.

...................................

There seems to be something wrong with this village!

Not long after entering the village, Fu Guixiang noticed something unusual.

First of all, there are a lot of young people in this village. Now the government is conscripting men everywhere. Could it be that they accidentally missed Yangshu Village?

Secondly, everyone in the village was sick. When passing by several houses with closed doors, Fu Guixiang even smelled the familiar smell of death.

Finally, these people looked at outsiders with rather unfriendly eyes. It was better to leave as soon as possible as this was not a friendly place.

Fu Guixiang turned a corner calmly and pushed the little girl out of the village.

click -

I accidentally stepped on something, and when I lifted my foot, I saw that it was an egg.

"Ouch!"

Immediately, someone rushed towards Fu Guixiang, coughing. Fu Guixiang felt something was wrong and tried to run away with Tangtang, but was surrounded by the villagers.

"You stepped on my eggs and you still want to run away, you bastard!"

Yes, yes, yes, just tell me how much it is, I will give it to you. Just think of it as spending money to ward off disaster.

"One hundred strings of cash, pay the money and leave."

"What's worth a hundred strings of cash? Why don't you just go and rob it!" Fu Guixiang could no longer remain calm. He glared at the man and yelled.

"This egg can hatch a chick, and when the chick grows up, won't it lay eggs? The eggs laid can hatch chicks, and when the chick grows up, it can continue to lay eggs. Eggs and chickens are endless, and a hundred strings of cash from you is not enough."

Seeing that Fu Guixiang was full of dissatisfaction, the man punched him directly.

Poor Fu Guixiang, his family has quite a few secret skills, but most of them are used on dead people.

Facing the fists of a living person, he really had no way to deal with it!

"You fucking—"

Fu Guixiang touched his nose and found that it was bleeding, so he rushed towards the man with his eyes wide open.