Lanke Chess Edge

There are two earth temples in Maotan Village, one is at the end of the village, and there is a small bright room with serious clay sculptures inside. Although they are not exquisite, there are also desks with incense tribute, and there is no shortage of one of them. .

The second earth temple is located in this cemetery. It is just a small earthen house with a height of half a person, so that the earth inside will not be exposed to wind and rain.

But the Lord of the Land is not resident at the end of the village, but often stays in the small temple in this cemetery, also for the convenience of watching the ghosts living here.

The Lord of Earth sighed here. He has guarded Maotan Village for 70 or 80 years. Although he was originally a ghost and not a ghost after the death of an ordinary person, he still has some feelings for this village. Small, he watched almost everyone grow up.

In particular, the hearts of the people in this village are not bad, and being able to build a cemetery in such an uneasy time is enough to illustrate this point, so when this kind of thing happens, the Lord of the Land still wants to take care of it within his ability.

It's just that he is only a small piece of land, and his jurisdiction is only a small area around Maotan Village. Some time ago, the disorder of the land veins also affected this place, which made the land owner in a period of mental weakness. There are no injuries, but in fact, only 70% of the 100% of the ability can be used.

"Why……"

The land lord sighed again, this kind of disaster came too suddenly, even if Tuomeng told the villagers to let them escape now, it would be too late, besides this kind of world, leaving the Maotan village on which they depended for survival, the whole village may eventually die. If they become the remains of the roadside in a foreign country, then I am afraid that there will be no one to collect and bury their corpses, and there will be no cemetery for them to rest in peace.

Just when the Land Lord was secretly saddened, the will-o'-the-wisps in the cemetery suddenly became vigorous, making the Land Lord's heart tremble, and he quickly put on a majestic look and looked at the cemetery.

"In such a world, it is a blessing to have a place to rest, why are you restless?"

As he said that, the Land Lord slammed his cane lightly on the ground.

"Boom..."

An undetectable ray of light dispersed, all the graves sank slightly, and the restless will-o'-the-wisp immediately weakened like a fire without fuel.

However, the situation did not develop in the direction that the land lord imagined. He found that there were faint ghosts floating not far away.

'Oops, could it be that the ghosts here are also affected by the source of the plague ghosts, and they are about to become a disaster? '

The land lord was vigilant in his heart, but on the outside he looked at the ghost without changing his face, and by the way jumped to the small earthen temple, so that his height could barely be equal to the ghost.

It didn't take long for the ghosts to become clear. There were about a dozen ghosts in the front, and they were wandering around the edge of the tomb in the back. It was hard to see how many there were.

The leader was actually a newly buried ghost in armor, which reminded the land owner of the two new corpses that Liao Daqiu buried with the villagers during the day.

At that time, the land master didn't pay attention, but now it seems that the armor of the two buried people is still different. One of them wears a breastplate, which should be more advanced.

"I'm waiting to meet the Lord of the Land!"

Although a person is dead, the habit is still the habit of a warrior. The two newly buried ghosts knelt on one knee and clasped their fists to salute, and the other ghosts also followed subconsciously when they saw this.

'It seems that I am thinking too much! '

The Land Lord heaved a sigh of relief, and said calmly.

"What's the matter? What's the matter with you?"

The leading soldier raised his head and looked at Tugong. He had never seen ghosts and gods before his death. Although he had encountered some strange things, it was the first time he had seen such a well-known god as Tugong, and he was indeed short in stature.

"May I ask the Land Lord, what is the plague ghost you kept talking about just now?"

In the slightly panicked attitude of the Landlord before, some keen ghosts sensed that it must be a major event, and the Landlord sighed frequently and looked at Maotan Village, his worried expression was clear at a glance.

The Land Lord looked at these ghosts seriously.

"What are you asking these for?"

The soldier ghost looked at the land lord, and before he could speak, the land lord could vaguely read some kind of answer from his eyes.

...

Maotan Village was very quiet at night. Although he did physical work during the day, Liao Daqiu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

"Hey, the child's mother, the child's mother..."

After calling twice, he could only hear the faint snoring of the woman beside him, so Liao Daqiu stopped talking, sat up carefully from the bed, and stuffed the quilt in the process to prevent the cold air from entering the bed.

Feeling parched, Liao Daqiu put on a coat, then carefully left the bed, dragged on his shoes and prepared to pour some water.

When I walked to the outhouse, I was not in a hurry to pour water, but walked through the hall and opened the curtain of the child's room, and I was relieved to see my son sleeping soundly.

Although Liao Daqiu is not young, but now there is only such a child who is only five years old in his family.

This is not because the old Liao's husband and wife are not good enough. In fact, Xiao Liao has a brother who is almost thirty now. He should be the age to start a family, but now there is no news.

The world is not peaceful. At the beginning, Lao Liao's eldest son was conscripted into the army. After nine years of leaving, there was no news. In the county, there were the same batch of young men who were conscripted into the army with Liao's eldest son. I ran back in 2000, and it is said that many people died, and I don't know where the soldiers from my hometown are now.

Lao Liao and his wife have always firmly believed that their son is still alive. Although they secretly wiped their tears many times, this hope has never ceased. They look forward to the eldest son returning home one day, but there is a gap in their hearts. The second son died after the eldest son left. At the end of the third year, the one who was conceived miraculously was considered old enough to have a child.

Liao Daqiu encouraged the villagers to build a cemetery, maybe it was for the purpose of accumulating virtue and doing good, hoping that God would see this and let the eldest son return safely.

In other words, there is also the most helpless thought, if the eldest son encounters misfortune outside, he also hopes that someone can collect his body so that he can be buried in peace.

Every time he saw his youngest son at night, Liao Daqiu would recall in a trance how his eldest son slept soundly when he was a child. Thinking about it this way, the sleeping youngest son actually turned into the eldest son in his eyes, and it was him when he was young. Eldest son.

Lao Liao froze for a moment, rubbed his eyes and looked again, the youngest son was still on the bed.

"Why……"

Sighing, Lao Liao exited his youngest son's room and returned to the outer room. He picked up the upside-down teacup, picked up the kettle on the table, and poured water for himself. It made Lao Liao very strange.

But he glanced outside and didn't care. He continued to pour water, then picked up the tea bowl to drink water, drank several bowls in a row, even the teapot was empty but still felt thirsty.

‘Am I sick? '

Liao Daqiu thought a little distractedly, and the light outside the wooden window became more and more obtrusive.

Finally, Lao Liao went to the window, pulled out the wooden pin, and pushed the window open. When he pushed it, he found a dark green outside. After a closer look, there were many "people" standing in the dark outside the house, everyone bowed their heads. His head and face were too dark to see clearly, and his body was covered with faint green fluorescence.

"Ghost!"

Lao Liao was so frightened that he screamed, and he collapsed on the ground, letting the wooden window panels hit the window frame with a "click".

"Mother of the child, mother of the child, there are ghosts, there are ghosts, get up quickly..."

Liao Daqiu screamed in fright, but there was no movement in the inner room. When he was panicking, there was a voice from outside.

"Benefactor, please don't be afraid!"

The voice was clear, peaceful and deep, without the gloomy feeling imagined by ghosts at all, so Lao Liao temporarily stopped his voice.

"Engong, we are all buried by you and the villagers over the years. Engong has shown great kindness to us. We will definitely not harm you, nor will we harm the people of Maotan Village."

Hearing this voice, Liao Daqiu also calmed down a bit, thinking about building a funeral tomb by himself, and helping others to rest in peace. He has indeed helped others, so it shouldn't hurt himself, right?

"Can benefactor open the door and see you?"

As soon as these words came out, Liao Daqiu hesitated again. After waiting for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and walked slowly towards the door. After struggling for a while, he finally pulled the latch and opened the door.

There were so many ghosts standing in the shadows in the courtyard, Liao Daqiu couldn't count them all at once.

"It turns out that so many have been buried over the years..."

Seeing Liao Daqiu open the door, the ghosts outside knelt down one after another. Seeing so many ghosts kneeling, Liao Daqiu forgot what it meant to be afraid, subconsciously took a step out of the door, and raised his hand to stop it.

"Hey, I can't make it! Everyone please get up quickly, please get up quickly!"

The ghosts knelt for a long time before getting up one after another. Only then did Liao Daqiu see clearly that the two newly buried soldiers were at the front. One of them took a slight step forward and sincerely said to Liao Daqiu. .

"Gonggong, the local area is about to face catastrophe. There is a kind of ghost breeding. It is said that it is called plague ghost. It will spread plague and kill people."

"Huh? There are rumors in the county that a plague has started in other places. Is it because of this plague ghost? Will we be okay?"

Liao Daqiu became nervous, although it is often said that ghost stories are not credible, but this time he is willing to believe these ghosts.

"Grandpa, Maotan Village is on the way where the plague ghosts are raging. I am waiting for this visit, not for anything else, just to repay the favor. We have decided to fight to the death with the plague ghosts at the moment of their arrival. The people of Maotan Village are safe!"

Although only this one ghost was talking, all the other ghosts looked at Liao Daqiu with dark faces, but Liao Daqiu was surprisingly convinced.

"this……"

"Engong, we have already discussed with the land master, and there is still some time. I hope that Engong can find an excellent paper craftsman to make a few battle flags and a hundred or fifty weapons for us. The battle flags must be handsome. For the left, middle, right, and front and rear flags, you need fifty shields for weapons, fifty swords, fifty spears, and fifty bows and arrows. The more arrows, the better!"

Liao Daqiu hurriedly wrote it down, and repeated it silently several times. After confirming that he would not forget it, he looked up at the ghosts again.

"Uh, is there anything else you want?"

Hearing these words, there was a rustling sound among the ghosts, and then they became quiet again, and it was the leading soldier who spoke.

"If it's possible... I hope I can have another full meal..."