Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 155: The eleventh bowl of soup (5)

The master and apprentice followed all the way. After reaching the destination, Qing Huan was dumbfounded, and Old Man Lang was dumbfounded.

How did this reach the county government? !

The walking dead carried the second senior and disappeared into the county government office. At this moment, the county government's two black gates were wide open, and it was as dark as a cave entrance. After the walking dead entered, the door slowly closed again.

"Master, there is a ghost."

Old man Lang nodded: "The things here are unusual. Where did you learn this evil method? It stands to reason that such a powerful ghost cannot appear in this remote town."

"No matter what, let's save the second brother first." With that, Qing Huan got up and left.

"Save who?"

A question came suddenly behind him, almost scaring the master and apprentice to pee! Old man Lang turned his head and saw that it was the second brother, he kicked him with anger, kicked the second brother into the mud, and then yelled: "I&……*&¥#you little bunny! Don’t you know people are scary and scary? Do you think I have lived long enough so you want me to die soon?! I don’t care if I die, what kind of hatred Huanmei and you do you want to scare her?! Girls’ family can be frightened casually Is it?! If this is frightened, I will dispose of you with Shou Dao Shou Li!"

The second senior brother is full of cattle: "I'm sorry..."

"Sorry for a fart! Miss Xianhuan has to go in and save you! You have no conscience--" Old man Lang was covered by Qinghuan before he finished speaking, and protested.

Qing happily hissed: "Master!"

The rooster they picked came just an hour before dawn. At this moment, the East showed its white belly, and it was about to dawn soon. The reason why Qinghuan covered the old man Lang's mouth was because the gate of the county government had opened again.

Old Man Lang had no choice but to endure the resentment, glared at the two apprentices, and stretched out his hand to pinch a piece of flesh on his waist and twisted it desperately-that was called a sour and refreshing, and the tears of the second senior brother came down. Seeing that these two were not like each other, Qing Huan was extremely helpless, so she had to twist an invisibility tactic and hid all three of them.

As soon as the gate of the county government opened, a few walking corpses walked out first. They carried a small sedan chair. The sedan chair was extraordinarily delicate and small. It was surrounded by a curtain made of light gauze, which was very beautiful and elegant, but it was a pity that it was not clear who was sitting inside.

When Qing Huan's eyes rolled, she made a handprint, set off a breeze, and opened the curtain.

The three masters and apprentices immediately stretched out their hands and covered their mouths—Qing Huan covered the old man Lang, the old man Lang covered the second brother, and the second brother covered Qing Huan. What is sitting in the sedan chair! I just feel roughly like a woman, but I can't see my face or body-or I can't say I can't see clearly, but I can't see! The "thing" sitting on the soft cushion was trembling with white flesh, tender and bloody, like a big maggot that had been peeled off, but with long black hair. There is no skin and bones, just a lump of rotten meat.

But the rotten flesh was distinct and vital, and the facial features were blurred. Only the two eyeballs were dripping black, turning around, and if it weren't for the eyeballs to turn occasionally, it really looked like a dead thing.

The walking corpses carried the sedan chair and slowly went away.

The three masters and disciples walked out openly, Qinghuan frowned, and glanced at the government office: "What are these things, Master, what did you say just now? There are no limbs and no skin, is it a human?"

"It's a human." Old Man Lang sighed. "This time the young man's disappearance has something to do with the county grandfather."

The second brother doesn't like to use his brain, but he is not a fool. He glanced at the county government office. Although it was dawn, there was a thin layer of black air over the county government. If he remembers well, he went down the mountain half a month ago to buy rice white noodles, the county government is still normal. Now this black air affects the people nearby, no wonder everyone is stunned.

"I don't know the origin of this monster, but the county grandfather must know it." Old Man Lang said. "Before this, let's walk to the fellow villager's house and beg for a bowl of water."

Brother Qinghuan followed the old man Lang. He found a few homes that would wake up at dawn and live around the county government. After entering the door to inquire, sure enough, the house went up and down, except for the young and strong, everyone else was having trouble with their stomachs. , Vomiting and diarrhea, almost lost his life. The doctor saw the medicine and caught it, but it was useless.

In this case, if strangers come to beg a bowl of water, they still let people in. Old man Lang said: "I, I'm a Taoist priest. If you don't dislike me, old man, let me finish the bowl of water and show it to your house. Don't worry, you won't be charged."

The old man who came to open the door tremblingly thanked him and went to fetch a few bowls of water.

When Qing Huan held the bowl in her hand, she could see that the water was wrong. They were all gifted in this vein. The three seniors had heavenly eyes, and she could see through the essence of things.

The three masters and apprentices almost saw it at a glance, so the water was naturally not drunk. Fortunately, the old man didn't look at them either, so the three of them splashed the water, and when the old man turned around, the three of them drank it.

He muttered in his heart, why is it so fast. For a while, I don’t know if this is a good person or not, or should I believe them, but then I think about it, if my family is on the whole side, what can be memorable? Look at the big girl next to the wretched old man, who is beautiful and dignified, and the young man is strong and tough, and doesn't look like a bad person.

If Qinghuan knew what the old man was thinking, she would laugh. If Old Man Lang finds out, he is appointed to turn his head and leave. The apprentices he accepts are all top-notch in appearance. This is his master, but he can’t judge people by their appearance. Old man Lang was fascinated when he was young. How about the young handsome young man!

Judge people by appearance, superficial! Vulgar! At the moment, his disciples are pretty good-looking, but in a few decades they might be even more nasty than the old man Talang, so he missed that!

Old Man Lang didn't think about the question of "can they live for more than a few decades".

Upon entering the house, there was an old woman lying on the east house kang, and a woman and two children lying on the west house kang, all looking black and weak and sick.

"Old man, do you just use the water in that well for cooking in weekdays?" Qing Huan asked softly.

The old man nodded and boasted: "This well! We have been drilling for decades! I have used it since my grandfather was alive! The water is very sweet! Did you drink it just now? Is it good to drink? Washing vegetables and laundry, all use the water in this well!"

Qing Huan nodded awkwardly, where would she dare to drink...

Old man Lang pretended to get the pulse of the old woman lying on the bed, and then asked the old man: "Old man, do you believe me?"

The old man nodded: "Letter."

"Then I'll tell you, old man." Old man Lang automatically zoomed in and changed from "old man" to "old man", "Your family, this is not a bad stomach, this is evil. La!"

The old man screamed, his face as earthy as he was scared. He immediately grabbed the old man Lang backhand, and asked hurriedly: "Then what should I do, what should I do? Daoist, please let us! My son is dead, there are only these two lone Miaomiao in the family, so you can't break it anymore. !" Tears fell as he spoke.

"Don't worry, I will appoint you to heal, but you have to tell me where is the source of this well in your house? Does everyone around you drink the water from this well?" Old Man Lang asked.

The old man thought for a while and said, "Yes, this well is connected to the county government. The households around us who live near the county government are all connected to the county government's well. As for the county government water well. I don’t know the origin of the disease. You have to ask the county prince, he knows all these things in our county."

Old man Lang nodded to show that he knew, and then called Qinghuan back. Qing Huan walked over obediently and took out the talisman paper.

Old man Lang's way of doing things is very fluent and very cool. He looks unattractive, wretched and sloppy, but when he is serious about doing things, he is very convincing, really like a hidden expert. The old man looked at Old Man Lang’s gestures, and was stunned. After Old Man Lang burned the talisman, Qing Huan took out the water bottle they were carrying and unscrewed it to the old man’s wife, daughter-in-law, grandchildren, and grandchildren. After a while, their faces The black gas is gone.

This family is grateful for their kindness. Old man Lang told them not to drink the water from the well anymore. If you use water, go a long way to pick it out of the city. The water in the whole city is not safe.

The three masters and apprentices visited a few more, only to find that the matter was developing very quickly, and I don't know how many homes the water source had been connected to, it was too difficult to save.

"Master, what is the black air in the water?" Qing Huan asked when she met someone who didn't understand, this is her good habit. Old Man Lang is a very knowledgeable person. He can be said to have extremely rich experience in Taoism. If Qinghuan wants to learn, Old Man Lang is the best master.

"That is a buildup of grievances, which turns into black smoke and melts into the water. If you drink it, you will get sick from serious illness, and you will die if you drink it. It is an ominous thing." Old Lang sighed. "This time it's troublesome, what is this? How can ordinary ghosts be so powerful."

"Ah!" Qing Huan screamed suddenly, startling both Old Man Lang and Senior Brother Er. She blinked, and said pitifully, "We forgot Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother. Also, I didn't have breakfast."

With that said, the stomachs of Old Man Lang and the Second Senior Brother also groaned.

When I left yesterday, Qing Huan only prepared lunch and dinner. Senior brothers were inconvenient for their legs and feet, and third brothers were often confused. Can they take care of themselves? Thinking of this, Qing Huan was very worried.

The three masters and apprentices ate a bowl of wontons in the town hastily, Qing Huan hurried back to the mountain to see the two people, the second senior brother Lang continued to inquire about the center of the water source, and the division of labor was very clear.

Back to the Taoist temple on the mountain, both Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother had finished their breakfast, and the stove was too high for Senior Brother to reach. Fortunately, Third Senior Brother was so sane, so he cooked. After a night, the two of them were a little haggard, and the others were fine.

Qinghuan fetched water to wipe his face, wipe his hands, comb his hair, and patch up the clothes that Senior Brother San broke yesterday, and then told them what had happened.