Bai Wuchang doesn't love anyone

The sky was cloudy, and the dark clouds weighed heavily on people's heads.

Luo Yuhuan and Wu Ziyu followed the trail and landed in an ancient town.The town is named Wushu Town because there is a thousand-year-old tree in each of the four places in the east, west, north, south, and middle.The thousand-year-old trees are luxuriant, like five huge umbrellas, covering the small sky of the ancient town.

Overcast clouds and shaded by tree umbrellas made the white walls in Wushu Town look extraordinarily dark.Because of the ghost festival, every family is preparing to welcome their ancestors at home, and because of the rain, there are not many shops open outside, and there is not even a single person on the long street, only the swaying in the strong wind. The cloth moves and the cold steamed buns that were overturned and scattered on the steps... and the ghosts who returned home to visit their relatives.

As soon as it landed, Luo Yuhuan smelled a strange fragrance.He tentatively removed the veil covering his nose, and he smelled the suffocating smell of fart, and immediately moved his hand back.Although ghosts don't need to breathe, they still need to smell.

He thought that the dead ghost would return to his hometown, but he came to this ancient town.

"Let's go to the homes of various doctors in the ancient town first." Wu Ziyu randomly asked a ghost in clothes that seemed to be from the current era, "How many doctors are there in this ancient town?"

"Greetings to Mr. Bai Wuchang, there are five doctors in Wushu Town, one went to it a year ago, and now the remaining two are in Wudetang, and the other two are in Wufutang." The ghost replied calmly, The goatee on his chin flicked and flicked.

"How to get to those two halls?" Luo Yuhuan asked.

Goatee said: "The little one is going to Wufutang, if the two masters don't dislike it, then come with the young one."

Wu Ziyu thought that the goatee who was over [-] was walking slowly, so he gave Luo Yuhuan a look to signal Luo Yuhuan to pick up the ghost and walk away.Luo Yuhuan understood Wu Ziyu's meaning - this kind of mighty thing about mentioning ghosts is suitable for Heiwuchang, a black-faced ghost.

However, Luo Yuhuan has stayed in Hei Wuchang's position for a long time, not to mention Wu Ziyu's skill in making a smiley face, and he is also extremely skilled.Although Luo Yuhuan's temperament is not fierce, but fortunately his facial features are more three-dimensional, and he is quite cold and serious when his expression is restrained. In addition, he is tall and dressed in black, which still fits the traditional impression of Heiwuchang.

"Wu Jing, why do you think our temperaments are contrary to what our profession requires?" Luo Yuhuan secretly sighed to Wu Ziyu.

Wu Ziyu ignored Luo Yuhuan's nonsense, and replied: "Why are there so many things related to Wu in this town?" Five ancient trees, Wushu Town, five doctors, Wudetang and Wufutang.

"Sir, is there any significance to these five characters?"

The goatee who was being carried away was worried that Luo Yuhuan would not be able to support his own weight with one hand, and his voice trembled: "Five characters are the auspicious numbers of our town. According to legend, this town used to be a battlefield. We planted five ancient trees, so this tree is also a god enshrined in our town."

Wu Ziyu felt it carefully, and sure enough, there were spiritual consciousness on the five trees, presumably this was the result of being enshrined for thousands of years.

One of Wufutang and Wudetang is in the northeast of the town and the other is in the southwest of the town. Just now, Wu Ziyu and the others entered the town from the east, and soon arrived at Wufutang.

Wu Ziyu obviously felt that the strange fragrance was stronger - in order to make it easier for Luo Yuhuan to wear a goatee, he took the handkerchief as a duty to smell the farts of dead ghosts.

The door of Wufutang was closed tightly, and the sound of the shelf falling to the ground came from inside.The neighbors around thought that something happened, and they all quietly watched with their heads raised.

Luo Yuhuan and Wu Ziyu leaped to the eaves of Wufutang, and saw a yellow-faced, thin-haired and bald ghost about to use its special skill of cutting watermelon to chop a doctor's head in the front yard of the hall. .

Wu Ziyu stretched his finger to his waist, and the soul lock chain came out and wrapped around the hand of the dead ghost, pulling him back, Luo Yuhuan took the opportunity to rescue the doctor and put him far away.Because of the ghost's appearance, Luo Yuhuan and Wu Ziyu had no choice but to appear, so that the human would not be scared to death by seeing that it was black and white impermanence to catch the evil.

"It's Seventh Master and Eighth Master!" A sober doctor crawled towards the two ghosts, "I beg you two masters to save us! We will definitely burn money for you in the future!"

But the two ghosts ignored him, and the strength of the stuffed ghost held by the soul chain was weakened by half, and he was still struggling desperately, shouting: "Why don't you save me? Why don't you save me! I'm going to kill you !"

"Luo Jue, it's too long-winded to tie up another soul-locking chain," Wu Ziyu said.But before Luo Yuhuan took out his own soul chain, the goatee who had been silent just now rushed out of the corner, bumped straight into Wu Ziyu's soul chain, and took the bowl in his hand. He buckled it up hard.

The soul chain was forcibly released, and Wu Ziyu let out a muffled snort.

"Wu Jing!?" Luo Yuhuan hurriedly supported Wu Ziyu.How could the soul-lock chain be untied by a broken bowl?You must know that once the soul chain is released, all souls cannot move.But why is the stuffed ghost still able to struggle? What's more ridiculous is that the soul lock chain was forcibly shrunk by a bowl.

Even though the stuffed ghost was stuffed to death, his mind was flexible, knowing that he couldn't overcome the impermanence of black and white in front of him, he ran up his steps, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, accompanied by a goatee.

"Look up all the dead people with goatees in Wushu Town." Wu Ziyu gritted his teeth.It's probably not as simple as just running out of a stuffed ghost.

Luo Yuhuan took out the death list in his arms, and quickly searched for the corresponding location and year.Although the death list looked like only a thin page, there were thousands of things recorded in it.

"Found it! The goatee just now is the doctor from Wushu Town who just died a few years ago. His name is Fang Jingqi."

What exactly does Fang Jingqi want to do when he joins hands with the stuffed ghost?

Wu Ziyu took back the soul lock chain and held it in his hand, rubbing it unconsciously.Luo Yuhuan reckoned that the dead ghost would not run far away, so he contacted small teams from all over the place to encircle Wushu Town, taking every chance to bring the ghost back to the underworld.

"Master Wuchang, what were those things just now?" the sober doctor asked while hiding behind the water tank.

Wu Zi was in a very unhappy mood because the dead ghost had escaped his control. He flicked his sleeves and said coldly, "Do you know who that little ghost who came out just now is?" There is nothing wrong with the old man and the little ghost.

The sober doctor recalled: "It's the third child in our hall, Fang Jingqi."

What he said was indeed the same as what Luo Yuhuan found out.

Wu Ziyu hummed, and stepped out of the Wufu Hall with Luo Yuhuan. Everyone in the Wufu Hall fainted in an instant, and all the memories of this thrilling moment were erased.

Since Fang Jingqi knew that Black and White Wuchang was being ordered to look for the dead ghost, why did he take the two of them to Wufutang where the dead ghost is located?What intersection can a ghost that just died have with a ghost that has been dead for hundreds of years?How could it make Fang Jingqi violate the underworld regardless of everything?

Under the ancient tree in the town, Fang Jingqi asked the dead ghost: "Why are you moving so slowly?! Didn't you tell you to take their heads?"

The dead ghost has lost his mind after being imprisoned for many years. When someone scolded him, he was upset: "I just want them to cure my illness before killing them! I don't like killing innocent people unless they can't save me!"

Huh, it's quite principled.

"You've died a long time ago, where is the doctor who can cure you!" Fang Jingqi said angrily, but his neck was suddenly strangled, and the hideous face of a stuffed ghost appeared in front of his eyes.

"To shut up!"

Then, the full dead ghost looked mad again, and staggered away: "Who can save me, who can save me..." His voice didn't fluctuate at all.

Fang Jingqi spit and thought: Those old men, if you don't kill them, I'll kill them.At that time, he was cooperating with a ghost officer from the Sifang Department to let the dead ghosts out, just to let the dead ghosts kill the doctors for him, so that if the underworld investigates and the ghosts who hurt people are not him, he will be punished less.

Who knew that stuffed ghost would be so unreliable!Before killing someone, he habitually asked that person if he could heal himself, wasting time in vain.Black and white impermanence comes quickly, if he wants to kill successfully, he can only do so for a while.

The two ghosts separated under the tree in the middle of the town, one to complete the great cause of killing doctors, and the other to expand the business of cutting watermelons.And when the street in the center of the town was deserted again, a young man in a green shirt suddenly appeared from the tree, looking at Fang Jingqi's departure direction with a half-smile.

Wu Ziyu suddenly had a leaf in his hand, and wrote: Please go to the ancient tree in the center of the town.

"Could it be that the dryad sent us something? What is he trying to do?" Luo Yuhuan moved her head closer.

"The tree spirit is also the spirit of this place, so there should be something to talk about." The tree spirit gained spiritual consciousness because it was enshrined by others, and later became an earth fairy.Their connection between the underworld and the heavens is fairly close, and they can be regarded as allies, so there is no need to worry about this earth fairy playing tricks on them.

The ancient trees in the center of the town are easy to find. When the two ghosts of black and white impermanence arrived, the earth fairy was sitting leisurely on the branch. Immortal illustration.

Seeing Luo Yuhuan and Wu Ziyu, Dixian passed another leaf over.As soon as the leaves were in hand, a voice automatically appeared, which was the conversation between Fang Jingqi and the full dead ghost just now under the tree.

Fuck, this function is so advanced!Luo Yuhuan liked this leaf a little.

"So they went through all this trouble just to kill those doctors?" Wu Ziyu always felt that something was wrong, "However, I would like to thank Lord Dixian for letting me know."

The Earth Immortal waved his hand to express his impoliteness, and retreated to the tree.

Wu Ziyu stood there and thought for a while, and then sent a message to the other teams asking them to go all out to catch the dead ghost, while he and Luo Yuhuan went to follow Fang Jingqi.

"Wu Jing, why do I feel that your heart has warmed up a lot?" Luo Yuhuan sighed again.He really liked Wu Jing more and more.

"You talk a lot of bullshit today, could it be that you've heard too much bullshit?" Wu Ziyu was indifferent.The ghost knows what he went through, what Fang Jingqi wants to do is none of his business!I'm going to take care of it.

If it wasn't for Luo Yuhuan's mood, he wouldn't bother to care about it.

The author has something to say: Sure enough, the code words cannot be written at night, I almost collapsed with my eyes closed... I don’t know if there are any bugs.Welcome little cuties to catch bugs!