Chapter Ten, Huang Hu's Corpse Ground.
Ker stared nervously at the door, while Lao He was even more terrified, his hand trembling as he held the peach wood sword.
Ker suddenly felt itchy in the palm of her hand, and when she looked down, she was astonished. She stared at Xiao Wu with a puzzled look...
Secretary Xing, it was here at the foot of Phoenix Mountain in Xichong where Zhang Xianzhong was shot and killed by an arrow. The place is known as "Yellow Tiger Corpse Land" and is only three miles away. Why not go and take a look? Mr. Fei is willing to be your guide." Mr. Fei seemed to feel guilty after having a hotpot meal and volunteered to say so.
At this moment, everyone is already full and satisfied, having finished the cured meat hotpot completely, even drinking up all the broth.
"My lord, please be extremely careful," Ke'er reminded.
"The corpse insects are here?" exclaimed Lao He in shock.
"Yes," Ke'er proudly replied.
Fee Laoyin gave a sardonic smile and said, "The weeds that grow from the burial ground of 'Yellow Tiger' emit a strong foul odor. If a person's skin comes into contact with it, they will develop ulcers and die from festering wounds without any medical treatment."
Some historical records claim that it was Prince Su who killed Zhang Xianzhong, while others say he died at the hands of Ao Bai. In fact, neither is correct. He was actually shot and killed by the top Manchu marksman, Yun Qiyu Yabulan. In the early winter of the third year of the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty (1646 AD), Haoge's army confronted Zhang Xianzhong's forces across the river at the foot of Fenghuang Mountain. The Qing army spotted a man wearing python-skin clothes with bare arms, carrying three arrows at his waist, and leading troops on the opposite bank. They recognized him as "Huanghu." Yabulan shot a poisoned arrow that pierced his chest, causing him to fall from his horse. The soldiers hastily wrapped Zhang Xianzhong's body in brocade and buried it in a hurry before fleeing in all directions like birds and beasts. After the Qing army found the burial site, they cut off his head and sent it to Chengdu, where it was displayed at the city gate. The Manchu warrior Yabulan's arrow put an end to "Huanghu," this notorious demon, and the millions of unjust souls in Sichuan finally got their revenge," Fei Lao finished speaking and stood up.
There are guest rooms upstairs at the Daxi Hotel, with reasonable prices. Please follow me." The landlady led everyone up the narrow stairs.
At the end of the corridor is the restroom," said the landlady, pointing with her hand, "just call me if you need anything."
Quick, follow me out! He Zheren got out of bed and hastily picked up a bamboo basket before heading out. "Bang bang bang" went the knocking on the neighboring door.
"Shh..." The little witch extended her front hoof to her mouth, indicating for her to keep quiet.
"Ah..." Ke'er exclaimed in fright.
He said nervously, "Secretary Xing, Xiao Wu can smell the odor of corpse worms. This has been confirmed in Panlong Mountain. Now that it has issued a warning, I believe that this Fei must be Wei Liuchan's accomplice, and he has been following us all the way here."
Secretary Xing stood bare-chested, tightening his already plump belly, and shook his neck by crossing his hands. He did a simple warm-up and then stood upright in the center of the room with a righteous demeanor, waiting for the appearance of the corpse insects.
It seems that Xiaowu is warning herself, but where is the "corpse insect"? Her gaze turned to Mr. Fei, the only outsider here.
Ker pulled Secretary Xing's collar and quietly gestured with her palm.
"Just because of you, do you even deserve to know the name of the old man?" Mr. Fei sneered.
Ker's heart was extremely surprised. It turns out that Xiaowu not only understands human language but can also write. This is simply an extremely rare and extraordinary pet in the world!
"It's late and quiet, why not come inside and talk?" Secretary Xing felt it difficult to scold him through the closed door, so he tempted him with words, knowing that as long as his head poked out of the hole, he would fall into his trap.
Uncle Fei did not wake him up, and continued to stick to the glass, looking out the window, wanting to see how Mr. Fei would come in.
"What's wrong?" Secretary Xing, with his upper body bare and wearing oversized underpants, sleepily poked his head out and asked.
Oh, my, my stomach hurts. Ke'er suddenly frowned, clutching her stomach and screaming.
Fei Lao snorted and said, "Don't say it's a thousand miles away, even if it's ten thousand miles away, how can it be hidden from the witchcraft people?"
Don't be afraid, Little Witch," Ke'er gently stroked the upright mane on its neck and comforted, "My husband is very powerful, mere corpse worms are no match for him."
Little witch, you must be extra careful tonight. If you find any traces of corpse worms, you must quickly wake me up," He Zheren repeatedly reminded.
"Humph," Secretary Xing reprimanded sternly, "Fei, you are wearing the outer garment of a senior party cadre, boasting loudly, but deep down, you are nothing but a hideous corpse worm."
Fei Lao sneered twice: "The stomach bug died miserably in your hands. It's not so easy to deceive Fei."
Fee Laoge chuckled a few times with a disdainful sneer: "What a great 'County Party Secretary of a grain-producing county', but didn't he also secretly engage in despicable acts of grave robbing?"
Secretary Xing chuckled disapprovingly and said, "What's there to be afraid of? Worst case scenario, I'll just bite him and let him keep Wei Liuchan company."
Secretary Xing and Kuer share a room. Lao He hesitated and didn't want to go to the next room. He was worried that the corpse worm Fei Lao would come to attack at night. However, since the couple slept together, it was inconvenient for him. He had no choice but to pick up Xiao Wu and return to his room.
He Zheren was also extremely surprised when he saw the situation. He thought to himself that Wu Zhu was indeed extraordinary, actually able to understand spoken language and recognize written characters. It was truly unheard of.
He Zheren has fallen asleep, emitting a steady snoring sound, the days of walking have left him utterly exhausted.
He Zheren has fought against the Corpse Worm and knows its danger well. However, Wei Liuchan was easily killed by Secretary Xing after just one encounter. Thinking of this, he felt a little more at ease in his heart. This county party secretary from the northeast is truly unfathomable in his power.
You and Wei Liuchan are a group, he is a stomach worm, then what kind of worm are you?
This guy is really cunning and sly. Secretary Xing pondered in his heart and asked, "So you also came from the capital city. Secretary Xing has one thing unclear. The capital city is thousands of miles away from Langzhong. How did you find out about the news of the Panlong Mountain ancient tomb?"
Secretary Xing tightened the door latch and turned on the indoor light. At this moment, Ke'er also woke up and sat up from the bed, her clothes in disarray.
Who exactly is this "Gu Ren"?" Secretary Xing asked persistently.
Yes. Old He timidly looked out the window and replied.
At this moment, the sky outside the window has turned dark, the moon has risen over the eastern mountain, and a gentle breeze is blowing. Due to the restaurant's location on a remote street corner, it feels quite desolate.
Secretary Xing chuckled and said, "No problem, I'll just bite him a few more times."
Outside, it's already dark. For those of you who are unfamiliar with this place, may I ask if you would like to stay at the inn?
Secretary Xing just saw the words in her palm and now understands Ke'er's intention. He then spoke to Elder Fei, "Elder Fei, I'm really sorry. My wife is feeling unwell and it seems like she can't accompany you to Fenghuang Mountain to pay respects. Let's part ways here, shall we?"
Fei Shu quickly jumped onto the bed and buried himself in Ke Er's arms. The pig's nose nuzzled back and forth, feeling the warmth and fragrance like jade.
The corpse insects are coming, quickly lock the door! "Old He said urgently, and he quickly slipped under Secretary Xing's arm and into the house, followed closely by Uncle Fei.
Where is the burial site now? He Zheren also vaguely felt that something was wrong with this chance encounter with the senior cadre of the Provincial Party Committee.
The little witch nodded solemnly, and Fee Lao is a corpse worm.
Okay. Secretary Xing also wants to go and see the place where the leader of the peasant uprising sacrificed.
Not good, this old guy still has such skills. It seems that his abilities far exceed Wei Liuzhen. We can't delay any longer. Fei Shu should quickly jump down from the windowsill and forcefully wake up Old He.
Secretary Xing is puzzled: "Can the little witch write?"
Uncle Fei saw it clearly. That person is indeed Mr. Fei. It seems that he is preparing to launch a surprise attack when it is late at night and quiet. At this moment, the iron gate of the Daxi Hotel has already been closed, and even the windows are equipped with anti-theft screens. How can he get in?
On this night, the cool moonlight shines through the window and into the room. Old He tightly grips his peach wood sword and lies down with his clothes on. He still can't figure out why the corpse insects are constantly chasing him from behind. Could there be some secret hidden on the remains of Da Luomo?
Uncle Fei nodded vigorously.
Indeed, the taste is unique and much better than the county government canteen back in the day. Secretary Xing patted his belly with satisfaction and let out a few satisfied burps.
And then what happened?" Secretary Xing asked, glancing at the handwriting in Ke'er's palm.
Mr. Fei did not respond, and casually glanced at the bamboo basket on the ground again.
Fee Lao smiled and said, "It's okay, Secretary Xing. I had a great time discussing national affairs with you tonight. People destined to meet will surely meet again." After speaking, he walked out and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
In the moonlight, Fei Lao squatted with a horse stance under the wall, his hands reaching out, and his ten fingers spinning rapidly. In an instant, the fragments of the red brick wall were flying, and he forcefully drilled a large hole out of it...
It was late at night. Mr. Fei was pondering back and forth, when suddenly, his gaze froze. In the hazy moonlight, an old man crawling on all fours, like a crab, silently rushed over here...
The second floor only has two guest rooms in total. The rooms are quite tidy, with wooden beds and floors, and clean white sheets, but there is no TV or bathroom.
I am surnamed Fei, so naturally I am called "Lung Worm," Fei proudly replied.
Alone in Xichong Inn, mist sprinkles the Bamboo Pass. Thin coldness gives birth to eternal night, chaotic sounds echo through the empty mountains. The remaining moon still shines bright, spring breeze returns together. A branch of plum has not been sent, returning to dreams of the Yue and Ba people. Fee Lao recited the poem by Song Dynasty poet Zhao Chongzuo, his kind face appearing even more rosy.
"Bibi Bobo" sounded several times in a row, and saw sawdust flying from the door, instantly revealing a large hole, inside which exposed ten black and sharp fingernails and a ferocious face with a pale purple color.
Seeing Fei Lao walking away, Secretary Xing quickly lowered his head and whispered, "Ke'er, do you suspect that Fei Lao is a corpse insect?"
In front of the window, Xiao Wu quietly lay on the windowsill, staring at the empty street outside. It was undoubtedly a dead end to track down Fei Lao, and he would never let go easily once he had caught up. Secretary Xing not only talked big and annoyed people, but also looked very proud of himself because of his ability to transform his neck. The last time he bit Wei Liuchan to death was purely a matter of luck. This time, dealing with Fei Lao, he probably wouldn't be so lucky. At present, Ke'er was already greatly favored by herself. When He Zheren carried her back to the room just now, her reluctant expression was truly touching. It can be concluded that if they return to the Blue Moon Valley, this inexperienced girl will definitely accompany them. But how can they scare her and Secretary Xing back to the Blue Moon Valley? Even after racking her brains, she still couldn't come up with a practical and safe solution.
Ker nodded and opened her palm: "It's Xiao Wu, warning me."
At this moment, footsteps could already be heard coming straight towards us from the stairs.