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Chapter 247 Ghost County

The captain and the fierce tiger were back and forth in the lobby, and they had exchanged more than 20 moves in a short while. Although Chu Huan was watching carefully, Feng Wuma's expressionless face was slightly surprised.

He didn't expect that this man named Tiger could fight like this with Captain Shenyiwei. It seems that this young man with tiger pattern has good subordinates.

There was a smile in the eyes of the tiger-patterned master, seeing the tiger kicking several times in a row, the tiger was furious, he couldn't help but yelled "Okay".

The captain flashed across, the tiger kicked empty, but landed on a chair, only heard a "click", the chair was kicked to pieces by the tiger, which also shows the strength of this person's legs Indeed amazing.

Yingren was also watching from upstairs, seeing the fierce tiger's attack, he couldn't help asking Chu Huan in a low voice: "Where are these people coming from? This guy has some skills."

Chu Huan said softly: "With such a master under his command, he must have a strong background. If you want to find out his background, it shouldn't be difficult."

The two downstairs performed more than ten tricks. The name Tiger was not wrong, he advocated attacking, and it seemed that he had the upper hand from the looks of his momentum, but the real master could tell that although Xiaowei Shenyiwei dodged a few times, But it is obvious that they are saving their strength and looking for opportunities. The people of Shenyiwei have been strictly selected and trained hard. Their observation skills are extremely keen. Once they find the opponent's weakness, they will quickly stop it enemy.

After the captain fought the tiger, he already knew that the tiger was not a quick enemy, but was deliberately showing weakness and observing the opponent's flaws.

He soon discovered that this person's boxing and kicking skills were very good, and he was said to be mighty and sharp, but he focused on attacking but not defending, especially in the lower abdomen, which showed flaws from time to time.

The captain was sure of the opponent's weakness, and he took a few steps back in succession. The tiger kicked and kicked like wind, and kept up with it. Suddenly, the captain's body sank, and his leg flew up, smashing into the tiger's lower abdomen.

Tiger's reaction was not too slow. Pressing both hands at the same time, at this moment, he saw the captain's body turned sideways in an unimaginable way, his body was spinning sideways, and the other leg was already flying into the air at an extremely fast speed. The tiger's two fists had already resisted the kick that was kicked towards the lower abdomen, and at this time the other foot kicked over inconceivably and abruptly. The tiger really didn't expect it. There was a "bang", and the shoulder had been kicked by the captain. The strength of the legs was really astonishing, the tiger's whole body flew out, and then landed on a chair with a "click", crushing the chair to pieces.

Tiger felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, struggled to get up, and wanted to rush up, but saw that the captain had already calmly bowed his hands: "Accept!"

What he meant was quite clear, it meant that the tiger had already been defeated, it was not his opponent, so there was no need to compete.

The tiger said angrily, "Shall we fight again?"

Feng Wuma said indifferently: "It turns out that this young master's subordinates are actually troublemakers, which is really disappointing!"

But the tiger-patterned master was very happy, and shouted in a cold voice: "Tiger, step back." Standing up, he bowed his hands to Feng Wuma, and said: "Good skill, I admire it. This inn belongs to you."

He waved his hand and said, "Let's go!" He turned around and left.

Someone behind him stepped forward and picked up the two ingots of gold, but Feng Wuma said indifferently: "The two chairs were destroyed, and it was yours who destroyed them. This young master will not leave an explanation?"

Mr. Hu Wen went over and snatched the two ingots of gold, threw them on the table, and said: "One ingot of gold and one chair, should this be enough compensation?"

Feng Wuma's face was expressionless.

Young Master Hu Wen led all his men out of the inn, the captain went forward and closed the door of the inn.

Seeing that the good show was over, Yingren stretched his waist and said: "Their people really don't have to be beaten, that's all, it's late, they're all resting, and they have to go on their way tomorrow."

Chu Huan showed suspicion on his face, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said softly: "Your Highness, it seems...something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Ying Ren asked curiously, "Chu Huan, what did you find? What's wrong?"

"The young master in the tiger-striped clothes." Chu Huan's eyes flashed, "After seeing him, the humble general always felt very strange, but he never thought of it, but the humble general just saw a flaw."

"What flaw?"

"His face." Chu Huan said in a low voice: "The face of the tiger-striped man seems to be very stiff, no matter when he talks, laughs or even gets angry, the muscles on his face don't seem to move... just like the face of a dead person... ...!"

Yingren was taken aback, but felt chills: "You...what are you talking about? Dead?"

At this time, Feng Wuma had already approached, and he obviously heard Chu Huan's suspicion, and said, "That's right, the muscles on that man's face are already dead... I watched from the side, and when he spoke, only his lips were visible." The rest of the place is rigid, the little one thought he was disguised at first, but after observation, the little one is convinced that he is definitely not disguised, and there is definitely no human skin mask on his face."

Yingren was a little surprised and said: "According to your opinion, the group of people just now, could it be... are they all transformed by ghosts?" Thinking of a group of ghosts coming in the middle of the night, I just feel a little bit twitching in my heart.

Chu Huan shook his head and said, "His Royal Highness is a body of a thousand pieces of gold, blessed by the heavens, evil spirits and heretics dare not invade."

Feng Wuma also nodded and said solemnly: "Your Highness, don't worry, except for the guy in the tiger-striped brocade suit, everyone else is still normal. I think that maybe that person has a strange disease, so the muscles on his face look like It's normal, it's actually dead."

Ying Ren thought for a while, and said, "It's fine if it's not a ghost. They're good at it. If they can't beat them, they leave. If they mess around, we must let them know how powerful we are."

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Mr. Huwen left the inn with his subordinates, turned across a street, and then stopped, with no smile in his eyes, looking back at the fierce tiger who had fought with the captain, and said in a deep voice: "Do you think he came out?" How much work did you do?"

Tiger lowered his voice and said, "At least [-]%."

"If you go all out, are you sure you can defeat him?"

Tiger thought for a while before saying: "If he doesn't have other ultimate moves, after two hundred moves, there may be a [-]% chance of defeating him."

Mr. Huwen's face showed a dignified expression, he pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "We can't do anything for the time being, there are still several characters like the one just now in their formation."

"They are very guarded, and they are also cautious in eating and drinking. It is difficult for us to find opportunities." The tiger said softly: "Our manpower is not enough, at least it is not suitable for now."

Mr. Huwen nodded and said: "Don't worry, it's still early." A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, but the muscles on his face were really stiff, like a piece of wood, motionless.

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Early the next morning, Yingren and his guards set off immediately.

What happened to Mr. Huwen last night made Feng Wuma and other guards even more careful in the second half of the night, but fortunately nothing happened overnight.

Along the way, the horses traveled fast, occasionally dismounted to let the horses rest for a while, and people also drank water and ate some dry food. The distance to Mao County was getting closer. Chu Huan knew that at this time, he only knew that Ying Ren’s destination was Mao County, but why did he come here? Mao County is still ignorant.

Since Yingren didn't say anything, Chu Huan naturally didn't ask.

In the afternoon, the sun had not yet set, and finally entered the boundary of Mao County, but after entering the boundary of Mao County, everyone felt the same feeling, that is, bleak and lonely.

After walking for ten miles in Mao County, there was no one in sight, and the roads had not been repaired all year round.

Before Yingren came, he obviously didn't have such mental preparations. Seeing the cold and cold surroundings, he frowned. Chu Huan saw Yingren's doubts, and said softly: "Your Highness, the Holy Majesty was fighting from south to north, and Mao County belongs to Hanyang. The border of the country, a great battle took place here that year. The Qin Dynasty had 4 cavalry soldiers here, and the Hanyang Kingdom also had more than 10,000 troops on this front line. Before the war, the people of Mao County fled one after another. At that time, Mao County It is said that there are [-]+ civilians, most of them fled the flames of war, leaving only some old, weak, sick and disabled who really couldn't leave..."

Ying Ren looked at Chu Huan without saying a word.

"After that battle, the number of casualties on both sides exceeded [-], which was extremely tragic. It is said that there were corpses everywhere in Mao County at that time, and many people who could not escape were also implicated in the flames of war, causing countless casualties. There were too many corpses, and they could not be properly resettled after the war. And the march cannot be delayed, so many corpses are just buried casually." Chu Huan looked solemn: "It is said that many people moved back after the war, but there are corpses everywhere on the roadside, and after many people came back, many people were very sad. When he was about to die, there were rumors that Mao County was haunted by resentful spirits, so many people left, and now the population of Mao County is said to be only tens of thousands, and most of them are still concentrated in the city of Mao County, and the surrounding villages are very few...!"

Although there were all brave warriors present, many people still felt a little hairy after Chu Huan said these words, and the surrounding wilderness was desolate.

Yingren couldn't help asking: "Is there really...really there are resentful spirits? Those... those people who moved back were all killed by the resentful spirits?"

Chu Huan shook his head and said with a smile: "That's just a folk rumor. According to Yibei, maybe it was because the corpses were not properly treated at that time, so the virus appeared... Well, there was a plague, and those people were infected with the plague but didn't know it. , Many people died. They only thought that it was the work of the spirits, so they spread the theory of the spirits everywhere, so people thought that there really were spirits in Mao County..."

Feng Wuma suddenly said from the side: "It seems that someone calls Mao County a 'ghost county'?"

Chu Huan nodded and said: "That's true. Ever since many people died, people have become terrified of this place, and the rumors have become more and more decent. Many people still vividly narrate the process of seeing ghosts. So many people call this place a ghost county in private, and there are very few people who settle here, and many fields are barren..."

Feng Wuma sneered and said: "There are really resentful spirits, are we the living still afraid of the dead?"

Wang Han had already returned from the front team at this time, and said: "There is an intersection ahead, turn left and walk about twenty miles, and you will be Maoxian County."

Ying Ren shook his head and said, "We're not going to the county seat."

Chu Huan and the others were startled, and all looked at Yingren.

Ying Ren stared at Wang Han and asked, "Do you know that there is a Zhongyi Village in Mao County?"

Wang Han was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I have heard of it before, but... I don't know where Zhongyizhuang is. But I should be able to find out."

Yingren nodded and said, "This time we are not going to Mao County, but Zhongyi Village."

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