Originally, Liu Dajin and Yue Ao were asked to go to Yang in advance to find out the news. However, Zhu Yifan and I both came to Chengdu, but there was no trace of them.
We have no choice but to stay temporarily.
Zhu Yifan has been on Hanging Hufeng for more than a few months, and his paper shop is in tatters and unused.
We didn¡¯t plan to open the store at first, but when we opened the door in the morning, an old man wearing a Tibetan robe walked straight in.
"Uncle, I'm sorry, the shop has been closed a long time ago." Zhu Yifan quickly explained without waiting for the other party to speak.
But the other party didn¡¯t look at the tattered paper bundles. Instead, he looked Zhu Yifan up and down for a while, and then said in poor Kham dialect: ¡°Little fairy, you are the little fairy, right?¡±
"Little fairy?" Zhu Yifan was a little dumbfounded and muttered: "This is the first time I heard someone call me little fairy. Uncle, you must have something else to do."
The old man has high nose bones, large nostrils, rough skin, and a reddish complexion. He has a Shen shape, high cheekbones and sharp edges. At first glance, he looks like a typical Kham man.
"It's something big, something big!" the old man said eagerly: "I found you here through someone's introduction, please ask the little god to take care of it."
I couldn¡¯t help but smile. I didn¡¯t expect that Zhu Yifan would be quite famous here.
Zhu Yifan was also a little embarrassed and asked: "Uncle, you won't admit the wrong person, right?"
"How can you admit your mistake! Is your surname Zhu? Are you a Duan Gong? And you also run a paper-making shop?" The old man said: "That's right. Oh, Aunt Zhao from your street is a frequent visitor to our place. She is He told me that I must be right to contact you for this matter. He also said that if I mentioned her name, the price would be discounted."
"It's Aunt Zhao again!" Zhu Yifan said with a smile: "She is really worried about me."
"Aunt Zhao said, you are Lasin of the Han people, oh, you call it a wizard. You said you have great supernatural powers. Last time, you were able to find a little girl who had been missing for three days. You also said that people who died You can save me!" The Kangba man said: "So, little god, you have to help me."
Zhu Yifan glanced at me and asked, "Okay, don't worry, tell me what's going on first."
"I live in Sanjiang Town and am a herdsman. My family has more than a thousand sheep. These sheep are the life of our family!" The old man murmured: "But since the day before yesterday, two to three hundred of my sheep have died every day. Only¡¡"
"It can't be some kind of plague!" Zhu Yifan couldn't help but interrupt: "I'm just an honest man. If you believe it, you will have it. If you don't believe it, you will have nothing. I am not a god. You always ask me to treat sheep. I can't do this. .¡±
With that said, Zhu Yifan whispered in my direction: "Although Sanjiang Town is not far from Rongcheng, it already belongs to the autonomous prefecture and is a plateau mountainous area. It will take a whole day to make the trip"
"It's not a plague!" the old man continued with his eyes widened: "It's Dongzhi, it's Yuanyuan."
Zhu Yifan was startled, afraid that I wouldn¡¯t understand, so he explained in a low voice: ¡°Dongzhi is Tibetan, and when translated, it¡¯s what we call devil.¡±
"My sheep are all very healthy and not sick. But the night before yesterday, I heard something moving in the sheepfold. I got up with a butter lamp and took a look. I found that many people were hugging the sheep's necks in my sheepfold!" The old man said With a face full of horror, he said: "I thought it was a sheep thief, so I yelled twice, but then I saw those people jumped off the sheep's back, stood upright, and breathed at me. I fainted as soon as my head sank. .The next morning I woke up from the sheep pen and took a look. Damn it, more than two hundred sheep were dead. After checking for a long time, I found that these sheep were intact and had no wounds at all. I cut open the sheepskin with a knife and found that there was not a drop of blood inside, and all the blood was absorbed. I thought this matter was over, but it was midnight again the night before yesterday, and there was another movement in the sheepfold. This time I didn't dare I went over and looked out through the crack in the window, and I saw a crowd of people walking past outside my pasture. These people must have been hundreds or even thousands in size. They didn't light any lights. I didn¡¯t know where they were going in the dark in the middle of the night. I saw many of them carrying knives and guns on their backs, but they didn¡¯t dare to say a word. But when I woke up in the morning, I saw that more than 200 sheep had died. Oh my God I went to the commune security captain, and the security captain said he couldn¡¯t control it. I happened to meet Aunt Zhao who was taking a bath in our hot spring, and she told me that I can definitely do it if I find you!"
Hearing this, Zhu Yifan was a little surprised and looked back at me.
He was asking for my opinion.
¡°After all, the reason why we came to the underworld this time is to look for Meng Ji.
And these things the old man said sound like they have nothing to do with us.
But the reason why he hesitated was because he felt that he was an upright man and a ghost doctor, so it was unreasonable to refuse.
I secretly thought about what the old man from Kangba had just said, and it sounded like a shady soldier taking advantage of the situation.
"However, the underworld is in chaos, and neither Yama City nor Fengdu has the power to care about the human world. Although King Yama has always attached great importance to the reincarnation system and is considerate of the people's sentiments, this time Patriarch Hongjun asked him to live with Yemo Tianluo, which obviously dampened his enthusiasm, and he was passively dealing with politics. As for Fengdu, there is no possibility of sending troops into Yang, because they need to prepare for the battle against Yemo Tianluo.
Therefore, there cannot be a large-scale phenomenon of underworld soldiers taking advantage of the passage.
Considering the major accidents in recent years, there have been many earthquakes and floods in the west, resulting in huge numbers of human and animal casualties. Once this happens, a large number of dead souls will gather. Could it be that the souls of the dead are migrating?
But if it was really the migration of souls, why did it last for two late nights? And, are they all moving in the same direction?
It¡¯s obvious that they are organized.
Considering that not a single ghost exists on the streets of Chengdu, I can¡¯t help but think of this matter, maybe the original souls of Chengdu have also migrated.
"Little fairy? Please help me go and have a look. Old man, II beg you!" said the Kangba man, and wanted to give Zhu Yifan a gift.
Zhu Yifan was anxious and quickly helped the person up.
I nodded to Zhu Yifan, who hurriedly replied: "Uncle, don't worry, I'll go with you."
????????????????????????????????????????????? away out of the alley and saw that the herdsmen were driving a Lincoln Navigator.
"Master, you are on the inside!" Zhu Yifan opened the car door and waved to me.
The uncle was a little stunned, looked around and muttered: "Master? This isn't it just you?"
Zhu Yifan was suddenly confused and didn¡¯t know how to explain it.
The uncle came to his senses and quickly raised his finger and shouted: "Oh, I understand, the person traveling with you is your god, right? Tashi Delek, Tashi Delek" (Remember this Website address: www.hlnovel.com