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Chapter 407 The Enemy Comes to the Door

Chapter 407 The Enemy Comes to the Door
"In fact, there were not even ten thousand buried."

In the old inn, the nameless young man swore about what he had seen in the past two days.

"I went to see them when they were burying people. They had to hold a hundred people to death, and there might not even be a hundred dead people. Where does the idea of a mass grave come from?"

"There are still some, right?"

The old man in charge of the inn thought for a while and then spoke.

"Although I don't know how to count, there are indeed a lot of people walking this road recently, not to mention that people say it's a mass grave, so it must be a mass grave... Xiao Du, come here and comment, is it right? This matter."

"I'm coming."

The little giant, who was two stories tall, walked out of the kitchen and scratched his head.

"The idea of mass graves is definitely an exaggeration. If ten thousand people really die, they may not be able to bury them with the few people in the town... But since everyone has said so, it is definitely not a bad thing. You see Are there more people on the road recently?"

"It seems...it's true."

The ten shacks that have been designated are a little quieter.

It is said to be a mass grave, but in fact there is no pit here at all. When the corpses were buried, the dug deep pit had been filled with loess. There was only a stone tablet standing there, indicating that many people had been buried here. , but the loess around the stone stele has long been trampled by the tourists who came to visit and it is stronger than stone.

Coming here is almost like coming in vain. This is the so-called mass grave. Just look at the bustling crowd around the stone tablet. People who come here may not even be able to read the inscription clearly.

"But even if you have money, you can't rent two. Don't you live nearby? Why are you renting a shack...ah, no, this is called a thatched cottage. What are you renting a thatched cottage for?"

"So what exactly am I here to do?"

It's just that there are more dead people. This kind of thing scares ordinary people at most. For real evil spirit masters, this kind of place is more attractive to them. For example, in the past two days, five evil spirit masters have come to "feel the evil spirit". In name, they just sat in that "mass grave" and couldn't get out.

God knows what bad luck has happened recently. More and more people from the world are coming to this sleepy Sanshan Town. The old man doesn't know what is going on in the town. He only knows that the business of the inn is getting better and better. In the past, he might not be able to earn much money in a month, but now he can make a lot of money in two or three days. When had he ever had such a happy life?
However, the old man himself knew that this income had little to do with him. There were indeed more pedestrians on the road, but more importantly, this little giant was too capable.

This also forced the neighbors of Sanshan Town to take action again. They temporarily built ten sheltered shacks next to the "mass grave" and rented them out. The minimum price was 100 yuan a day. Whoever gave more would get more. Sit in first if you are qualified.

"Isn't it just money? Get away! Let me in! I want to rent two shacks!"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

"If you really want to see it, then go, it's not like you can't afford the money."

This was also the reason why the boy suddenly mentioned this matter. The boy originally wanted to go watch the fun, but because he couldn't afford the ten copper coins for the ticket, he was driven back by the government officials.

"So what exactly am I here to do?"

Mainly because it's too expensive here.

Of course, there are some people who don't believe this, just like this young man, who want to expose this shameless scam - so after receiving five people who came to crack down on counterfeiting, the mass grave began to collect tickets.

The young man immediately became anxious.

"Why are you kid...yo! Where did you get the money?"

Therefore, the old man can be considered an exception. Even if the other party is still an apprentice and has not yet received the money to share the account, but for the sake of the work and effort, he should still pay some wages and go out.

Looking at the dilapidated shacks around him, the young boy tasted the bitter pill of impulsive consumption for the first time.

With money in hand, he felt confident in his heart. Holding on to his newly received salary, the young man was ready to visit the "mass grave" again.

Picking up his share of copper coins, the young man trotted to the mass grave. Seeing that the yamen officer who had driven him away before was still there, the young man grabbed a handful of copper coins and handed them over.

"Did I not give you any money or something? Even if you give me money, you won't be allowed to rent?"

"Well... okay, then you can't let that big guy in your store come over and ask for money from me."

"Why don't you pay all your wages first?"

But now that we are here, what else can we do? The money has already been spent, so we have to do something.

It's not that he is very curious about this kind of thing, the main thing is that he can't swallow this breath.

"It was supposed to be harvested once a month, but now that the harvest is so big, we don't care about it."

Seeing that the young man was starting to lose his temper, the yamen servant had a toothache, but he still took the copper coins.

In the back kitchen, the other party can guarantee the first-class meal delivery speed. One person can work faster than ten people. It is this ridiculous efficiency that allows this old inn to receive so many guests. ——And after leaving the kitchen, the other party can also control the situation. The huge body standing there is a deterrent in itself. Those who make trouble or want to fight will come over and take a look and then go out honestly. .

"What? You can't rent it yet?"

Why don't you do the business that comes to your door? Anyway, it's the boy who has to spend the money himself, and it's not his side who cheats and abducts him. If he does come to the door, it will be his side. He has tried to persuade him several times. No one can say anything wrong with him.

There were only three people sharing the money, and there was enough money, so there was nothing to argue about. When the little giant declared that he would not use the money for the time being, the income was temporarily deposited back into the box, and only The young man got his share, which was regarded as his usual wages as a waiter.

Saying this, the old man took out the box containing the money from under the counter.

"Why don't we go to the inscription first and take a look... huh?"

The young man felt even more painful when he thought about how expensive it was, especially when he thought that this expensive purchase could only be used for one day. He wanted to give himself two iron whips just now.

While saying this, the little giant turned to look at the old man.

The nameless boy was speechless for a long time.

Regardless of whether the number of corpses buried in the pit at the foot of the mountain reaches a hundred or not, at least due to people's spread, many people have already believed in the theory of mass graves - the most outrageous thing is that it is just like this. The scary place attracted many evil spirit masters to come and watch.

When the money was mentioned, the old man laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his teeth.

Seeing a large amount of copper coins handed to him, the government official was dumbfounded. That means he knew that this boy was the waiter at the inn outside the town. Otherwise, he would have thought that this boy had gone to rob someone.

And the young man himself felt a little regretful after giving out the money. After all, it was more than half a month's salary, and it was suddenly emptied out just to rent a shabby shack - he couldn't even rent a second one. The Jianghu guest who came over just because there was someone there just now took out more money. With the little money he had, he could only rent the last shack.

The bored boy had just walked out of the shack when he saw a charlatan wearing a sword walking towards him.

Although the young man has never been in the Jianghu, he really knows this Jianghu man.

There is no other reason, just because the other shack he was planning to settle on just now was cut off by this person.

However, this charlatan didn't look like he was looking for trouble at the moment. When he walked up to the young man, the charlatan even bowed his hands in a polite salute, which surprised the young man - you must know that he has never received such treatment since he was a child. , not even my husband when he was a student was so polite to him.

"That, that, that, that..."

The young man had never experienced such a battle, but for a moment he couldn't even speak.

"Is there a problem?"

"I am King Wenshun of Jingtao Sword, a native of Jiankang."

The Jianghu guest wearing a waist knife bowed his hands to the young man.

"Now that we are all destined to meet here and practice together, it is natural for us to get to know each other. If there is anything we do not understand during the process of feeling the evil spirit, or if there is any danger, we can all have a good relationship with each other. A response."

"Ah this..."

The young man choked directly on the spot.

Good guy, this person in the world is quite famous. He is called the Jingtao Sword King, which sounds scary. However, he understood what the Jianghu people meant. Obviously, in the eyes of the Jianghu people, the people who rented shacks at the moment were all here to practice. Since they were all practicing, they were all fellow practitioners, and they were fighting each other. Getting to know each other in person can be regarded as forming a good relationship. It would be great if we could exchange learning experiences. It would be a good thing for everyone if we can learn from each other.

"I...I'm not famous, local."

The young man forced a smile, but after all he did not dare to embarrass himself by announcing his name.

"Just come here and take a look, take a look and then go, take a look and then go."

"It turns out he's a local knight. I'm disrespectful."

The Jianghu guest who called himself Wang Wenshun once again bowed his hands.

"Amazing! Young hero! You must be able to find some clues in this mass grave!"

"..."

The young man really didn't know how to answer this time.

He could see nothing, but he couldn't see anything. Among the ten shacks, he was the only one who didn't understand anything.

But... a young hero?
"Hey."

It was also the first time for the young man to be praised in this way, which made him laugh out loud.

Although the sound of his laughter was small, Wang Wenshun, who was about to leave, stopped immediately because of this laughter.

"How can I say that the young hero has already felt something in his heart?"

"I……"

The boy's face turned red immediately, and he wanted to say that he just didn't hold back.

But before he could explain, Wang Wenshun had already held his hand.

"I've been looking for a long time, but I still can't get a clue. I wonder if the young hero can give me some advice?"

"I, this, ah, this..."

The young man choked for a long time, but couldn't say a word for a while.

What advice can he give? He just came here to join in the fun. It's good if he doesn't embarrass himself. How can he have the nerve to point fingers at others?

"...If the young hero doesn't want to say anything, I'll understand."

Wang Wenshun smiled bitterly.

"After all, personal understanding of this kind of thing can be regarded as a secret that is not passed down. I seem to be a bit arrogant when I ask this... I am really embarrassed and offended."

"Ah, no, there's nothing I don't want to say."

Seeing that the Jingtao Sword King actually apologized, the young man scratched his head and scratched his head.

"It's just, just this..."

"It can only be understood, not expressed in words?"

Wang Wenshun's eyes lit up.

"I understand! Thank you young hero!"

"……what?"

The young people were dumbfounded.

In fact, he really wanted to ask, even though he didn't say anything, what did the King of Tide Wave Knife understand? But seeing the other person's look of sudden realization, he didn't know how to speak.

However, it was precisely because of this brief chat that the two became familiar with each other. After that, Wang Wenshun introduced him to eight other evil spirits masters who rented the thatched cottage. The ten people got together to chat and communicate with each other. You and Wu are really like classmates who come here to study.

Of course, the young man had nothing to say, and he could not get into the exchanges between the evil spirit masters. However, because of his age, he was regarded as a young man because of his silence. On the contrary, it made these evil spirit masters look at him more. Two eyes.

"Is this the life of a master..."

Listening to those masters of evil spirit talking from all over the world, the young man realized that this world is actually so big!

Life can be so wonderful.

"I will be like this in the future!"

Looking at the elegant and elegant wealthy people in front of him with fluttering clothes, the young man seemed to have seen his future self.

If you think about it this way, it's not like he spent the money unjustly?
"At least I gained a lot of knowledge."

The young man thought so.

Of course, what made him even happier was that someone actually called him a young hero.

However, the happy time is always short-lived. It soon became dark. Looking at the shack that he had rented for a lot of money, the young man still did not dare to stay outside for the night. So, no matter how reluctant he was to leave, the young man would still be there after all. I said goodbye to these new friends in the world and ran back to the inn.

But what the young man didn't know was that just after he returned to the inn and fell asleep, Wang Wenshun, who was feeling the evil spirit in the shack, suddenly stood up.

"What's wrong, Brother Wang?"

The evil spirit master from another shack looked over.

"Have you gained any new insights?"

"It's true, but I'm actually planning to do something."

Saying this, Wang Wenshun looked at the bright moon in the sky.

The bright moon hangs high, as bright as blood.

"I want to take revenge."

Wang Wenshun held down the handle of the knife at his waist.

Yes, take advantage of this moment when your energy and spirit are at their peak.

He, King Wenshun of Jingtao Sword, wanted to avenge the bloody sea of vengeance for his eldest brother, Wang Wenyuan of Breaking Waves Sword.

"Go together! Go together!"

Several other evil spirits masters also stood up.