Mountain Little Divine Doctor

"The ghost calls you a head!" Fangqi scolded him, "follow me to find new land." He and Miao Miao rode into the wasteland one after another. They didn't know what wild animals were scared and drilled everywhere in the grass. The hit grass and miscellaneous trees shook vigorously. They didn't know what birds screamed from the miscellaneous trees and rushed into the night sky.

Nine people were in a fan shape, holding torches to search for the past. When they entered the middle of the wasteland, a guard suddenly shouted, "Sir, there is new soil here!" The crowd gathered around, and sure enough, they saw that there were dozens of earth bags piled up with floating soil, not one, but continuous. White paper money was also scattered on the soil, which was blown everywhere by the wind. Several paper flags on the graves were blowing, making people suddenly feel a lot of sadness.

Fang Qi was also silly: "where can I dig so many graves?" According to the female ghost, she only said it was here, but didn't say which grave it was. She couldn't dig it one by one. He said to Miao Miao, "here are all solitary graves and barren hills. Let's get off the horse and look for them carefully." He said to them, "get off your horse and look for the wasteland grave a few months ago." Dismount, raise the torch and walk towards the middle of the cemetery.

Miao Miao followed, "the Uighur Lama soldiers should have done evil in the city a few months ago. It's right to find the graves a few months ago, but many people must have died at that time. It's better to ask the nearby temples for help in burying the bodies here. "

Fang Qi heard this, but it also makes sense. There will be temples or Taoist temples outside the city. These temples and Taoist temples also accumulate virtue. They will not let the dead expose their bodies in the wilderness, but will help to bury the dead. Such people are also called mourners, or good monks and good Tao. They did not make a living by incense, but by restraining the dead to get people's relief. There are also rich people in the city. The rich will send them rice and money every five or three. After all, these monks live at the bottom of society. They can't live without them.

"Well, let's go find the monks. Maybe they will be impressed." Fang Qi asked the guards to mount and was about to go outside. Suddenly, a strange wind blew on the ground. The wind swirled and the paper money rolled around on the ground. The crowd was dazed, and the wind was strange. Even their horses screamed and panicked. Let alone go out, they couldn't even open their eyes.

Fang Qixin knows that there are too many people wronged and killed in this cemetery, and there is too much hostility. If you don't find a way to let people become a Taoist priest, I'm afraid it will also harm the people nearby. He pinched a Vajra Dharma seal, popped up with his fingers, and shouted, "ho!" As soon as the Dharma seal popped up, the strange wind gradually stopped, and they hurried out of the cemetery.

It was not far back. Sure enough, I saw a dilapidated Taoist temple on the roadside. The handwriting on the Mountain Gate of the Taoist temple was mottled and could not be seen clearly. The wall was like a wall, with three rooms and two Daoyuan inside. They dismounted and asked three bodyguards to stay outside and watch the horses.

Fang Qi and Miao Miao pushed open the open Mountain Gate and entered the yard. They saw the flickering candles in the main hall of the main house. They stood in front of the hall and shouted, "is there anyone in the temple?" After a while, there was no movement. The people raised their voices and shouted a few more times. Suddenly, the black shadow in front of the hall flashed. When everyone saw a flower in front of them, they saw a big man standing more than two meters tall.

The man suddenly appeared in front of the people. The flame on the torch blown by the wind sounded straight, and the people retreated in fear. When the flame on the torch stabilized, Fang Qicai saw clearly that this man was as big as a door god, his legs were like beams, his arms were like rafters, his head was as big as a bucket, and his hair was only a few yellow and sparse hairs. He was wrapped in a ragged black and gray dress, bared his big teeth and was happy with them.

That face looks like a deformed tomato. It is full of large and small pimples. The big pimples are like a small Japanese melon. The small pimples are also the size of rice grains. They are stacked layer by layer. They squeeze their eyes, nose and mouth into the pimples. Only two small mung bean like yellow eyes can be seen, which is not only disgusting but also scary.

I'll go. This is a science freak! Even if Fang Qi was brave, he couldn't help but feel numb. He couldn't help but step back and watch out for the strange man.

"Who is this?" There was an old voice behind him. An old Taoist who was trembling when walking came out of the hall with an oil lamp. The strange scientist heihei smiled aside. The old Taoist protected the lamp with one hand and raised it to take care of them, "what are you going to do in the middle of the night?"

Fang Qi bowed: "Taoist priest, we have something to disturb each other."

The Taoist priest held up the oil lamp, looked at him up and down, and looked at several people behind him. Maybe he was dazed with old eyes, his face was covered with large and small copper money spots, his gray beard was messy, and he was wearing a Taoist hat with no color. It could be seen that the Taoist robe on his body was cyan. He came close to Fang Qi's eyes, and the breath from his mouth almost didn't fight Fang Qi Xun.

He had also smelled other people's breath before. The breath exhaled by each person was different. The breath exhaled by the dying person was a kind of rotten smell, while the old Taoist exhaled was a kind of rotten smell of dead bodies. Nima, has the old man eaten dead meat? I hate cold. Sure enough, I've been dealing with dead people for a long time. People are so abnormal.

Fang Qi took another step back, "Taoist priest, I dreamed that a female ghost said that she died of injustice and was humiliated and hit by Lama soldiers. I don't know if such a woman had been buried in the desolate grave behind. If so, please take us. I think this woman is easy to live and bury, turn away her anger and let her go to reincarnation safely."

The Taoist priest and the Frankenstein really belong to the same family. Even his eyes are so small. The difference is that the Taoist priest doesn't have pimples on his face, but has copper money spots. Even his temper is so strange. There is a hoarse sound in his throat when a chicken swallows a stone and gets stuck in his throat. He said hoarsely, "what woman and man, there are more people dead in the wasteland grave." They also ignored them, raised the oil lamp and went into the temple.

Fang Qi looked at it. What's the matter? The old man was so proud and charming that he had to leave without even giving a happy word. This is the rhythm to drive people out. Take out a piece of silver, "you take us, but you don't go in vain. This silver has the right to be used as incense money."

The old Taoist turned around, and Jie laughed a few times. The laughter was like a ghost. "You don't have to look for it. I'll eat her!"

When they heard this, they were dumbfounded and said that people eat people. If it really happened! Fang Qi still doesn't believe that even if there is a military disaster, it's not a year of great disaster. Even digging grass roots and peeling bark can deal with it, so he won't starve to death. How can he eat people? After all, not everyone has such courage to eat human flesh.

"Taoist priest, hold on. The woman and I are relatives. I can't help it. Please point out a position so that we can collect her body." Fangqi took two steps forward.