Chapter 148, Ghost
"Brother, we have no money." Gao Shan said.

"Grandfather Taiping Hou gave me a bag of jewels, and I brought them with me." Yu Wuluo comforted him.

"But, that's just how much. Sure enough, there are no good heroes, Xue Menghu is a fake, and Qingshan hero is a liar." Gao Shan was annoyed.

After he was on the road, he had no pot to hug, like a vegetable that had been beaten by frost.

That hateful Qingshan—hero, guard against Gao Shan's manipulation of the pot, and take away the horse and the pot as they are.

Yu Wuluo, Lei Fengqi, and Zhao Tinggong are full of energy, the world belongs to the common people, they are not fighting alone, and people like Shen Liangzhi are also taking precautions.

Finally saw a real hero.

The large and small military camps belonging to Qingchang County King all have a flag of Qingchang County King's Mansion. At this time, there are about 2000 people in this military camp, and the flag is raised high.

Candlelight dispelled the night in the tent, illuminating dozens of frowning people with sad faces.

They have pens in their hands, paper under the pens, and crumpled paper next to them, and they draw images of human faces.

A grim-faced officer with his hands behind his back and a riding whip in his hand.

He paced back and forth, angrily reprimanding him from time to time: "With 500 people guarding Qixiang Lake, less than [-] came back out of breath, and only a few dozen of you can still sit! But you can't draw the face of a thief, is that plausible? If you can’t draw any more, it’s because you colluded with the enemy and killed Fang Chenggong.”

As he spoke, he looked at the paper in everyone's hand.

Nothing changed, I still drew a tall man, then a monkey, a big man with a square face, a thin man, and a knife.

The officer whipped them with a horsewhip: "Is it a knife that killed General Fang? Who owns the knife, does he have no face! I painted it dozens of times, and each time it was a Yanling knife. I took the Yanling knife with me." , I will draw a picture for you."

"Back to the general, that man is really powerful. I only remember his knife in my mind, but I don't remember what he looks like."

"How is it possible, he has a square face, a round face and a long face, could he have forgotten?"

Another person said: "Yes, whenever I think of him, I seem to see flowers blooming."

"It's like seeing the full moon again."

"No, it's more like the red window paper pasted at home during the Chinese New Year. It's pretty."

The officer was stunned: "Does anyone think he looks like a piece of jade? All good-looking men look like jade." This man has read books.

A chatterbox opened: "That's right, it looks like the golden hairpin I saved for five years and brought back to my wife. It's pretty."

"Like gems in a jeweler's shop."

The officer was so annoyed that he couldn't speak.

Even if he is a gem, there are differences between round gems and square gems, and rubies and emeralds. What kind of person is he? .

How can this be sent to the county king and asked him to post a arrest notice.

Suddenly a cold wind came from the back of his neck, he drew his saber and turned around quickly, he saw a mountain ax cut down, splitting his Yanling saber into several pieces.

A ghost walks in.

There is a shadow under his feet. This is a person wearing a ghost mask with blue face and fangs. The candlelight lights up the thick-backed mountain axe, making him look like a ghost in the imagination.

There was a gust of turbulent wind in the tent, and when the flickering candles quieted down, the ghost stood in his shadow, and the ground fell.

"Grandpa is the king of ghosts in Heifeng Village. He sneaks in and meddles in personal matters. How dare you paint the faces of grandpas. Hehe, the old chickens, ducks, dogs and geese in the family don't want to live anymore, do they?"

He raised the mountain ax and chopped all the desks into pieces. The fire was too fragmentary, and he threw the candles on the desks while chopping. Then he strode out, and the flames in the tent behind him were getting higher and higher.

Outside the tent is the barracks, and there are other soldiers and tents. Now the other tents are safe and sound, and moaning soldiers are rolling everywhere on the ground.

I watched this shadowy ghost walk out of the camp gate shouting, "Everyone recognizes me, everyone recognizes Grandpa Ghost! My Black Wind Village was wiped out, but the souls of the grandpas are at ease instead. Let's go too, everyone recognizes me, and don't wrong the good people in the future. Haha, everyone recognizes me"

He broke in through the camp gate, not going around the barracks to injure anyone. Some soldiers were not injured, but they hid behind their hiding places and did not dare to come out, seeing his imposing manner, and did not dare to look more.

After letting him go out of the camp, his figure flickered a few times, hiding in the darkness.

Only then did the firefighting begin, and the wounded was carried out from the burning tent. The officer holding the whip held back his injuries and asked, "He has a shadow, he is a human being."

"My lord, don't ask any more questions." A local veteran tremblingly said, "If I admit my mistake, he is Ruan Chenggong."

The officer's face turned pale: "Ghosts don't bother Ruan Chenggong."

"That's right. He lives nearby. The King of the County and the King of Shunxing wanted to fight a few times. Either the Marquis of Xuchang blocked it, or the Marquis of Taiping obstructed it. But Ruan Chenggong showed up every time, and he was not allowed to harass the people."

Otherwise, the two county kings would support their own self-respect, and the territory is close, and they would have been defeated long ago.

"The mountain-opening ax can only be used by Ruan Chenggong. He is not easy to capture. The two county kings have repeatedly tried to encircle him, but he cannot be found after hiding in Qixiang Lake." The old soldier shivered as he said.

"It is said that there are fish monsters in Qixiang Lake, which can seduce people and play beautiful music. Ordinary people get lost in the fog and can't get out. Ruan Chenggong can go in and out, so he has not won it."

The officer turned pale, but asked no more questions.

With his identity, he can know that there is not a fish monster in Qixiang Lake, but a person that the two county kings want to recruit. His own Qingchang County King and Shunxing County King both carry a lot of jewels to show their importance. He even took the musicians with him as he liked, and visited him in person.

Fang Chenggong's duty is to monitor the person in Qixiang Lake.

It seems that Fang Chenggong's death cannot be traced by himself.

He thought about this, and asked again: "What is the purpose of the ghost he calls himself the Black Wind Village?"

"My lord, you have forgotten. Not long ago, the Marquis of Siping encountered a case of robbery by the youngest in Heifengzhai. The robbery was all poor people who couldn't afford to live in a shop. They lived in the land temple in the city. There were no roads and no sufferers came out, so they couldn't know. Identity. There is no reason why the poor are robbed. Siping Hou asked people to post notices everywhere, and even sent an official document to our county king, asking the county king to send troops to suppress the bandits. Ruan Chenggong should have seen the notice and borrowed this reputation."

The officer had nothing to say. Seeing the military doctor come to treat the wound, the pain made him unable to ask any more questions.

In the wooden house, Ruan Chenggong took off the ghost mask and threw it aside, saying to himself: "I promised Lao Yu to take care of Xiao Yu, but Xiao Yu clearly doesn't need me to take care of her. Anyway, I can't compete with her in this little girl's kung fu. Losing is a common thing." , I won’t be able to lose to the juniors. It’s worth a little favor to beat the side drum.”

Dongliang City was bustling with people during the day, especially after Yu Xinbo posted everywhere that he would not conscript for no reason, and after flattening the price of food, the joy and peace before the death of the late emperor was restored inside and outside the city.

Yu Xinbo, who was standing at the gate of the yamen as usual, felt more at ease when he missed his daughter.

His eyes flickered to catch an acquaintance, Yu Xinbo thought he was dazzled, but when he looked again, that person across the street was smiling, yes, it was Miao Bao.

Yu Xinbo's heart was beating wildly, and he trotted over with his clothes lifted, his throat was blocked, and when he wanted to ask, he couldn't speak well.

Miao Bao replied with a smile: "Master, please follow me, the girl is here."

 Happy new week everyone.

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