At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty as a god stick

() "Damn, why did I find such a place to practice!" Wen Fei cursed secretly, this place is not far from where he practiced.No wonder lighting a joss stick attracts so many things.

Unwilling to stay any longer, Wen Fei desperately pushed the cart and ran away.But when he heard a strange noise from above his head, Wen Fei was almost scared out of his wits.Hearing the sound of flapping wings flapping the leaves again, he realized that it was a night bird that had been frightened into flight.

"Nainai, this place is evil!" Wen Fei wiped off his sweat, but felt weird.In a place like Mule and Horse Market, there is no village in front of it, and no shop in the back.It is a bit strange to have a market, but there are obviously not many people living in this place, and there are not even villages around, so how can there be such a large-scale mass grave?

But it's not the time to care about these things. There is no cement road in this ancient time, especially Wen Fei has already deviated from the path.Where the car is driven, the road is covered with weeds and thorns, which are stuffed into the wheels, making it very laborious to drive.Before running a few hundred meters, he was so exhausted that he almost sat down.

"Damn, Daoist, I won't run away. I will fight anyone who dares to come up!" Wen Fei came up in a hurry, but he didn't care about it, and he simply ruthlessly sat down.

He has just collected the earth energy in his body, and it is not without strength.If any ghost without long eyes really dares to come to me, then don't blame Daoist for me to use you for surgery.Wen Fei thought fiercely.

He took out a small bottle from his bosom, which contained the prepared pine smoke ink mixed with cinnabar, dipped some, and drew talismans on his palm.This kind of talisman can be regarded as the most basic palm thunder in the thunder method, and it can shoot out the earth energy collected in the body like a cannonball.Wen Fei didn't collect much earth energy, but it was enough to vent three or five times.

There was no movement at all, except for the startled flying of night birds and the singing of insects and cicadas, there was no other movement.Only then did Wen Fei breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the cemetery had been abandoned for many years.Most of the wandering ghosts should have been out of their wits long ago, and the few that remained were also attracted by the incense sticks.

Wen Fei let out a slight breath, and tried to stand up with his left hand without a symbol on the ground.But it seemed that he touched something, picked it up and looked under the light of the flashlight, but it was a broken knife that was rusty and about to turn into a piece of iron, and he didn't know how many years it had been here.

Throwing away the broken knife casually, something in the grass was startled, and immediately there was a burst of grass noise, and Wen Fei was startled and became suspicious for a while.

"Kill!" The sound of shouting to kill resounded from all directions, countless strange phosphorous fires were born, and countless red-clothed soldiers with broken arrows and knives stuck in their bodies surrounded them faintly.

Before Wen Fei's eyes, the scene he saw when he was rescued by Ge Erlang last time began to appear again.Countless red-clothed soldiers were overtaken and killed by the barbarian cavalry.Many had their heads chopped off!

"It shouldn't be, that murderous fox was obviously not caught by Ge Erlang. I saw it with my own eyes, it was killed and skinned. Why did it happen this time... Yes, I know." Wen Fei thought of what happened just now In that scene, he kicked the ground and kicked out another dry bone.

This must be an ancient battlefield. I don't know when a great battle took place, and too many people died.

Thinking that he could easily pull out a rotten knife on the ground, Wen Fei believed in his judgment more and more.

No wonder this place is so evil, Wen Fei shuddered.This time the situation was much better than the last time, this time he was full of vigor, and he didn't have that old fox who had become a climate to harm him secretly.Wen Fei complained in his heart, quickly wrote a ghost character in his palm, and said silently: "I am a ghost, I am a ghost, I am a ghost..."

After reading it a few times, he could clearly feel the yang energy emanating from his body getting lower and lower.It seems that the three fires on the person have also weakened.

According to legend, this kind of forbidden method came from Ge Hong's Baopuzi, and it was used when people encountered ghosts at night.Wen Fei didn't know why before.Seeing it now, it suddenly dawned on me.It turns out that this is a psychological hint, lowering the yang energy in my body, pretending to be a ghost, and trying to get away with it!

As a half-cultivator, Wen Fei certainly knows that wandering ghosts are all soulless, that is, they have no IQ.In this way, it is indeed easy to get confused.

After waiting for a long time without any movement, Wen Fei pushed the cart and slowly left the mass grave.This time my heart calmed down, there was no more fear and panic, everything went smoothly, and I didn't even encounter the slightest danger.

Wen Fei couldn't distinguish things in the dark, and Wen Fei didn't dare to walk around indiscriminately.He simply pushed the cart to the mules and horses market. Chen Niwan's dilapidated shed had already been emptied.This broken shed is here, and no one thinks about it.Wen Fei simply didn't even put up the tent, and stayed here for the night.

He had just walked not far from the dilapidated shed when he saw some lights leaking out of it.Wen Fei was overjoyed, and thought, could it be that the two of Chen Niwan are back?But when he saw a few horses tied around the dilapidated shed, he was immediately disappointed.

In the past, Wen Fei watched those novels and movies, and saw the big and small characters in them, and there were horses riding them at every turn. He felt that there were really many horses in ancient times.Seems like every household has it... like a bicycle...

But after traveling so many times, Wen Fei gradually understood.In ancient times, especially in the Song Dynasty, horses were really scarce. Being able to ride a horse is equivalent to driving a BMW in later generations.Those who can ride a mule are much more prestigious than those domestically produced cars worth [-] to [-] yuan in later generations...

Now there are a few horses tied to the door of this dilapidated shed, just like a few BMWs and Mercedes-Benz parked next to the beggar's den in later generations.

"Who?" It seemed that Wen Fei's movement had alarmed the people in the shed, and a loud shout rang out.Then he saw a big man striding out, and when he saw Wen Fei, he let out a surprise: "So it's you!"

Wen Fei also saw that person clearly, and murmured in his heart that it was really fucking unlucky, it wasn't that enemies didn't get together.It turned out that this big man seemed to be the follower of the boy in white from last time.Wen Fei's mind became active again, and he thought that maybe the boy in white was also there.I was a fool last time, but if that kid is willing to buy my flashlight this time, I will definitely sell it!A fool would not sell!

Hearing the voice, you really walked out of the shed a young boy, still in the same white-clothed Shengxue spotless appearance.Wen Fei wanted to say something bad: "Hey, boy, have you fixed the cleaning technique on your clothes?"