Chapter 127 Just a Nice Person?

Just a nice person?

Being praised by these zougui people, Hu Ma felt a strange sense of emotion.

Thinking of his busy days, all seen by others, he felt this was higher than any praise.

Even a sense of shared glory.

Before, he handled these matters because no one else would. So, whether he could handle them or not, he could only bite the bullet.

He didn't know when it would end. Because there was trouble here, and trouble there. Before he could finish dealing with one, another already handled one would start again, making him exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes like he had been beaten.

But now that these zougui people had come, he suddenly felt a surge of confidence.

He saw these zougui people seal the three meridians of this grave mound that were emitting Yin energy, then go to other places.

At this moment, the sky, which had been gloomy for several days, seemed to clear up.

Now, in the surrounding villages, there were still many incidents of haunting, and they continued to occur from time to time.

But no matter how many, they were still no match for these warm-hearted zougui people.

Their methods of dealing with evil spirits were far more abundant than his, and they did so with ease, almost with a rustic sense of artistry.

That group of crying children, to cure them, to prevent them from crying and damaging their bodies, or hurting their eyes, Hu Ma had already gone back and forth three times.

Each time, he could only use the Four Ghosts Bowing at the Door method to barely appease them. However, after a while, they would cry again, and even more fiercely than before, making people feel sorry for them, but also helpless.

But these zougui people came, and just an old woman asked for a bowl of clear water, and silently chanted over the water.

After a while, she asked someone to bring a bowl and divide the water, and feed it to the children.

They only drank a mouthful of water, and they were cured. Not only did they stop crying, but they all fell asleep obediently.

There was a haunted house, where the tables and chairs shook non-stop. As soon as anyone approached, they could hear the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling inside, and things were thrown out to hit people.

Hu Ma had come twice, but every time he entered the door, it became quiet, and he couldn't see anything.

But as soon as Hu Ma left, it would start crying again after a while.

But an old man with a plaster on his forehead just came over and took a look, ordered someone to burn four incense sticks in the northwest corner, and drew a circle next to the incense with pot ash, then turned around and left. No one knew what had happened, only that the house was no longer haunted.

There was also a village near Lao Yin Mountain, where the men all had gray faces, as if they had lost their souls.

Others could see that there was a problem, but when asked, they all shook their heads and said nothing.

An experienced old man was invited over by the women of the village. He walked around the village for half a circle, stopped, and pointed to a peach tree at the entrance of the village and said, "Was there this tree here before?"

His words awakened the people in the village. They realized that they usually went back and forth, but they hadn't seen a tree here?

But this tree appeared abruptly, and no one felt strange.

Could it be that the problems with the men in the village were all because of this tree?

"Hehe, this is easy to solve."

The old man tilted his head and glanced at the tree, sneered twice, and said to the people in the village, "Find a donkey in heat and tie it to the tree."

"If she can hold on for a day without leaving, I'll call her grandma..."

"..."

"..."

On this day, Hu Ma saw too many methods of the zougui people, all kinds of tricks, earthy methods, which opened his eyes.

How should I put it?

To improve one's skills in the zougui path, it seems that besides spending money, one must also be good at doing things...

Of course, there were also serious ones. In a village with severe haunting, a zougui person burned paper, shaking it up and down while walking on the streets of the village: "People return to earth, souls return to heaven, may descendants be safe and sound, the dead should not steal the blessings of their children, may children piously offer you paper money..."

Someone took a basin of ash and smeared a line on the foreheads of the villagers, so that they would not be contaminated by evil.

Someone asked people to cut pine and cypress trees and burn them at the east and west ends of the village, saying that this would prevent evil spirits from entering the village.

This was a completely different skill from the Shou Sui Ren, simple and strange, seemingly each with their own unique skills, but also seemed to follow some ancient and mysterious rules.

"Brother Ma, all the villages are safe, what... what do we do now?"

Zhou Datong and the others finally freed their hands and gathered around Hu Ma.

Earlier, when dealing with these evil spirits, Hu Ma did not allow them to separate from him, but as they got busier, they separated.

There were too many things in each village, so they had to divide into three groups. He and Xiao Hongtang were in one group, Zhou Datong and Zhao Zhu led one group, and Zhou Liang led a group of buddies, following Li Wazi in one group, all running around the surrounding villages, already covered in dust.

Li Wazi's group was okay, but Zhou Datong and Zhao Zhu's group had used up all the treasures they had prepared, such as pot ash and dog blood.

In the end, they could only desperately drink water, hold back their urine, and when they encountered a haunting, they would take off their pants and pee on it...

But they drank too much water, and the boy's urine was diluted, and its power was greatly reduced.

Now, seeing the fatigue on their faces, Zhou Datong also had two dark circles under his eyes...

...His were not only from exhaustion, but also because he was indeed possessed by a certain evil spirit, and punched himself in the eye.

"I know everyone is tired, but let's hold on for a while."

Hu Ma said to them in a low voice, "These are all warm-hearted people who came to help. We must also take care of them and help them if we can."

Zhou Datong and the others hurriedly agreed and went away. Fortunately, they were all young and strong lads, otherwise they wouldn't be able to hold on.

As for Hu Ma, he led a horse from the village and led Xiao Hongtang around the villages. The evil spirits had subsided a lot, but he still didn't dare to be careless.

...

...

"What's going on?"

At this time, on the barren hill outside of Zhu Men Town, Zheng Xiangzhu and the Green-Clad Youths were also showing some fatigue, especially the Green-Clad Youths.

Zheng Xiangzhu at least had someone to deliver food, and it was quite rich. He drank his little wine, ate when he was hungry, and slept when he was sleepy. But the Green-Clad Youths, because Green-Clad Master was strict, could only kneel beside him, not eating or drinking, enduring the hardship.

Now, the Little Messenger Ghosts who were running back and forth, reporting the situation in various places, their faces also turned cold.

Many people looked at Zheng Xiangzhu gloomily: "Your idea is not very good. You coaxed our Green-Clad Master to use his great magical power to mess up those places for you, but what now?"

"Nothing has been accomplished at all. You simmered it slowly, what did you simmer out?"

"..."

"This is the moment we have been waiting for..."

Zheng Xiangzhu had just taken a nap on the stone, but the barren mountains and wild land were obviously not comfortable to sleep in.

He sat up now, looked at the Green-Clad Youths who were pale and had been blown by the mountain wind for several days, looking like dead people, smiled with some apology, and said, "I am a zougui person, don't I understand what this kind of thing will attract?"

"Or rather, does Master think that the Noble One doesn't know what kind of trouble will attract?"

"..."

The faces of the Green-Clad Youths kneeling in front changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

Zheng Xiangzhu smiled, but the smile did not show any joy, only a decadent look: "The Noble One gave too few instructions for this mission. He didn't say anything, only told us to use our true abilities, but what abilities do we have that can catch his eye?"

"At most, we can only make some noise, but since he has no objection to our approach, it means that he originally wanted to use this method to find that person..."

"I didn't understand it earlier, where did the Noble One get the confidence, but now, I understand it a little..."

"..."

The Green-Clad Youths looked at each other. Zheng Xiangzhu had already stood up, and once again picked up the branch that he had used as a wooden sword.

"Why do you think the Noble One spared the Green-Clad Master who failed in the duel, and gave him such great benefits?"

His hair was disheveled, and his expression was somewhat withered. Now, when he talked about this, his eyes seemed to have ghost fires floating in them: "Why didn't he punish me for interrupting and breaking the rules in front of the Noble One, and gave me such an opportunity?"

"Because there are some things that the Noble One cannot do."

"Only evil spirits who have failed in duels, and petty people like me who have no way out, can bear this reputation. We are going to become the demons who wreak havoc on Ming Prefecture..."

"It's a pity that you are still abiding by the rules, not eating or drinking, haha, I'm afraid there will be no more opportunities to eat and drink..."

While talking, he suddenly waved the branch and pointed it forward fiercely: "Green-Clad Evil Ghosts, Masters, we have no choice, so let's use our true abilities and make it bigger and more ferocious!"

"Maybe if we do a satisfactory job, the Noble One can leave us a way out..."

"..."

"..."

In Huang Gou Village, because a man who hanged himself was restless, a zougui person came over.

He burned incense, kowtowed outside the house, and took rice, scattering it into the house. With each handful he scattered, he took a step forward. When he reached the front of the house, the Yin energy inside was already very weak, and he said with a smile: "Old brother, it's time to go."

"I know you have grievances in your heart, but it's also difficult to stay in the land of the living. Why not go down early..."

"..."

While speaking, he walked into the house.

Because people who hang themselves often have grievances, his methods were very gentle, just persuading them, and he didn't intend to use heavy hands.

Moreover, he could feel that the Yin energy inside was not so heavy anymore.

So he stepped in with confidence, with a smile on his face. Just as he stepped over the threshold, he suddenly saw a pair of cold eyes in the house.

He was startled. Before he could speak, the man with a small pigtail on his head, wearing green pants, with a pale face like a demon, suddenly rushed towards him, opened his bloody mouth, and bit his throat.

As the screams rang out in the village, Hu Ma was patrolling in the neighboring village. Suddenly, he heard someone making a fuss, and his face suddenly changed. He jumped on his horse and galloped towards the village.

As he entered the village, he saw that a Green-Clad Youth, who had appeared from nowhere, was holding the head of a zougui person.

He was sitting on the millstone in the village, baring his sharp teeth, devouring the head ravenously.

Hu Ma's eyes instantly turned red.

(End of this chapter)