These footprints are obviously a bit messy, and they're still increasing step by step, but none of them can enter the circle. They're like lambs surrounded by a pack of wolves. The younger ones were so scared that they didn't dare look at each other or speak, even the usually brave Iron Bull changed color. Only Heng Roulian and Zhuo Xiong didn't care, these things they had seen too many times with Cha Wenbin, so they got used to it.

  "It's all right, just a few lonely ghosts and wild devils, they can't get in." Zhuo Xiong comforted the group of people who were dealing with such things for the first time.

  Zha Wenbin looked down and lit a match, taking a glance around. All he saw was a sea of green eyes staring back at him, but unfortunately the light was too dim, so all he could make out clearly was the large coffin in front of him.

  He pulled out two candles from his pocket, lit them and stuck them in the ground. When he looked up again, a large group of yellow mongooses were squeezed together in the corners, baring their teeth and staring at him fiercely. Although they were small, their teeth were very sharp. At first glance, there were probably no less than twenty or thirty of them here. If they all pounced on him at once, Zhang Wenbin estimated that he would be overwhelmed.

  In this legend, the somewhat spiritual animals like to appear in old tombs, they can dig holes and are naturally cruel and cunning. Among them, several larger ones jumped up and down, trying to attack the human who had trespassed on their territory.

  Cha Wenbin didn't want to provoke these things, all he wanted to do was open the coffin in front of him. But as soon as his hand touched the lid, several yellow mongooses rushed up. Cha Wenbin hastily dodged, and when his hand left the coffin, the mongooses stopped again, but the hair on their backs stood up, a warning sign that they wouldn't let Cha Wenbin touch the coffin!

  At this time, when the man and the beast were at a stalemate, Cha Wenbin heard a sound of people talking and dogs barking outside, looked up and saw several beams of light shining down, and a voice above shouted: "Brother Wenbin, how are you?"

  It's Super Boy!

  The villagers saw that they had gone up for a whole day and still hadn't made any noise, so the old village chief was anxious and quickly notified a group of hunters who often went to the mountain to search for people. Chaozi heard that they hadn't come down from the mountain yet, so he was anxious too, and insisted on going up the mountain to search with them. When he heard that Zha Wenbin had come down alone, he scolded Zhuo Xiong severely.

  Several hunting dogs, led by Hei Zi, suddenly barked loudly, and the footprints on the stone ash disappeared. It seemed that with more people, the yang energy was sufficient, and those things were also driven away.

  At this moment, he had already gone down the cave with several hunters and Zhuo Xiong. The hunters looked at each other and saw that there were so many yellow-skinned things, their scalps began to tingle immediately. They usually dared to shoot anything, but they never wanted to touch this thing.

  Chaozi also brought a message: "Wenbin brother, the village head said that Hu Zhangzi's oil lamp is getting dimmer and dimmer, afraid it won't last long."

  "You've come, that's good. Let's pry open this coffin and take a look." Zhang Wenbin said as he was about to flip the coffin lid. The yellow weasels suddenly became agitated and charged forward fiercely. Although those hunters were holding guns in their hands, no one dared to make a move, after all, everyone remembered the lesson from three years ago.

  But those yellow-skinned ones have miscalculated this time, as not only is there someone who doesn't know about this matter, but it's also a reincarnated killing god. Seeing that a group of little beasts dared to come and bully him, Chaozi snatched a gun from the hands of a hunter beside him and fired with a loud bang, shaking the entire tomb chamber so much that dust flew everywhere. On the spot, three yellow wolves were shot dead, and several injured ones were struggling on the ground.

  "What's wrong with you, Master He? You can't hit these things, or you'll suffer the consequences!" The man who had his hunting rifle snatched away by Chaozi said tearfully.

  "Revenge?" Chaozi's temper flared up, and with He Lao having just left, he was still fuming with anger. He quickly took a few bullets from the hunter's body and said: "Since you want revenge, then today Grandfather will destroy their old nest, killing them all without leaving a single one!" With a wave of his hand, another shot rang out, sending those few yellow-skinned ones climbing back to the Western Heaven.

  The remaining few yellow-skinned ones were stunned, each dazed and not daring to move, the fresh blood of their companions stimulating their nerves. Death is always the greatest deterrent, whether it's for humans or animals.

  Chaozi threw the gun to Zhuoxiong and said, "You blind man, take it. If they dare to come up again, I'll kill this group of beasts. I'm going to help Wenbin brother open his coffin."

  Several hunters shook their heads, these kids who grew up in this city are really ignorant of the heavens and the earth, they even dare to hit Huang Daxian!

  Zhuo Xiong held the big killer and stood beside Cha Wenbin, the remaining Huang Pizi didn't dare to move, and could only stare at the coffin being opened bit by bit.

  When I opened the coffin and looked inside, it was a mess filled with hay and shredded cotton, even plastic bags.

  Zha Wenbin was stunned, what on earth is going on? Looking at this tomb, it's at least a few hundred years old, how can there be such things? Just by the bottles and jars piled up in the corners, Zhaozi knew that they were extremely valuable. Why is the inside of the coffin so messy?

  Cha Wenbin put on his gloves and slowly lifted the layer of broken cotton batting, only to find that underneath were several small pink things still wriggling around.

  "Little yellow weasels!" Zha Wenbin was surprised to find a litter of newborn little yellow foxes under the tattered quilt, no wonder they were so tense.

  "It's all over!" Chaozi was about to grab his gun and shoot, but was stopped by Zha Wenbin: "Don't kill indiscriminately, animals have spirits too."

  "What is this thing capable of?" Chaozi was a bit skeptical that such a small animal could be so powerful.

  Cha Wenbin didn't answer and was about to lift the quilt again to take a look, because he had already seen the hair strands exposed next to the quilt, so there must be someone underneath.

  Just as he was about to take action, a white shadow suddenly shot out from the coffin and pounced on Cha Wenbin. He didn't expect such a situation, and before he could react, he felt a pain in his throat, then frantically waved his fists.

  A huge white weasel had sunk its teeth deep into Zhang Wenbin's neck, and he could even feel the sound of blood being sucked out of his throat. At the same time, those yellow-skinned creatures that had been stunned earlier also suddenly went mad and charged towards the crowd.

  Zhuo Xiong fired the first shot, and the remaining hunters saw that someone was going to die, so they didn't care about those curses and revenge rumors, and they all started firing their guns.

  Although the yellow skin couldn't withstand bullets, they were agile and some of them managed to sneak up to people's sides, each one going straight for the throat. In an instant, humans and yellow skins were entangled in a fierce hand-to-hand combat. The vicious biting sounds of the yellow skins and the screams of pain from the people instantly turned into a chaotic mess below.

  When the super son Cha Wenbin strangled the yellow-skinned throat, the battle was over, and everyone had a prize on their body. This seemingly weak animal is actually fierce.

  At this time, Cha Wenbin's neck was bitten with a hole the size of a fingernail cover. Chaozi quickly checked and fortunately did not bite into an artery. He temporarily stopped bleeding and bandaged him before carrying Cha Wenbin out.

  But Wen Bin refused to leave, the wound on his throat was so painful that he could hardly speak again. He walked to the coffin and didn't care about anything else, lifted the coffin with both hands and pushed it hard to one side. With a loud noise, the things inside fell to the ground, including a dried-up corpse that had also rolled out.

  As I walked over to take a look, the corpse didn't resemble a human at all. Although the flesh on its face had shrunk into a layer of skin still clinging to the bones, that mouth was indeed long and pointed, with several extremely sharp fangs exposed outside. Its eyes were also different from those of normal humans, being the typical fox-like eyes.

  If this head were simply twisted off and shown to a hundred people, they would all say it was an unusually large yellow weasel. But this corpse had hands and feet, and was wearing human clothes, which immediately made Cha Wenbin understand that this was probably the real "Huang Daxian" of legend.

  The population of Wangzhuang is also mostly people who moved there after the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom movement, so no one knows about the history before that. Some people even dug up bottles and jars from their own land, including the jade piece collected by Chaozi, which was excavated by local villagers from a field.

  It is said that after liberation, there was also a movement to flatten the graves and return the land. Now, under many houses in Wangzhuang, there are old tombs stacked on top of each other. The ones that protruded above the ground were basically all eliminated by people who moved here later. This can also explain that this area used to have a large population, but it disappeared later. As for whether this place had produced a "Huang Daxian", there is no way to verify it anymore.

  Cha Wenbin was convinced that this thing was haunting, as for how such a person came to be, he didn't know. Looking at this group of yellow weasels under his protection, it had become a disaster. Adding that this place was used as a burial ground would absolutely lead to the extinction of offspring. Today, getting rid of this den of yellow weasels could also be considered as fulfilling the Feng Shui of this place.

  Chao Zi thought this thing that was neither human nor ghost was an eyesore, so he decided to drag it out and burn it together, to prevent it from harming people again. He took a rope to prepare to tie its neck.

  This kid has one bad habit, which is that he likes to scold. At this moment, while hanging the corpse, his mouth was still so dirty, with saliva flying everywhere, and one drop happened to splash on the tip of that ugly face's mouth.

  After finishing this, Chaozi turned his body and was about to drag it out. This group of people who were bitten still had to go down the mountain to the hospital for injections, but they couldn't get up.

  Chaozi insisted on staying behind, urging Cha Wenbin to go up first. When he saw Cha Wenbin climb the rope, he smiled and muttered: "Dare to bite Super Grandpa, I said that if you let you cut off your offspring, you will definitely not leave one!" It turned out that this kid was thinking of those little ones who hadn't been killed yet, and his experience on the battlefield told him that wild fires couldn't burn everything, and spring breezes would blow again.

  Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Chaozi felt someone put their hand on his shoulder from behind, and a chill ran down the back of his neck. But wasn't he alone here? Who was behind him?

  Chaozi's forehead suddenly started sweating profusely, he knew he was being haunted!

  If a ghost pats your shoulder, you mustn't turn back. If you do, something will happen. This is what Cha Wenbin often says, and Chaozi remembers it too. However, Cha Wenbin never said that if a ghost pats your shoulder, you're not allowed to speak.

  "Wen Bin!" Chaozi shouted from below. Wen Bin was about to leave, but when he looked down, he saw that the strange corpse behind Chaozi was standing there. He didn't have time to think, and suddenly slid downwards. The friction between his palm and the rope generated a lot of heat, instantly breaking the skin.

  But before Wen Bin could even react, Chao Zi had already stumbled and fallen to the ground along with the corpse!

  It's actually not right to shout "ghost on the shoulder" like that, shouting with such force would immediately dissipate the yang energy, just in time for the master behind to take advantage of the opportunity.

  Cha Wenbin saw Chaozi in the recruitment, and his heart naturally surged with a nameless fire. He directly flipped out an Extinguishing Nail from his Bagua bag and fiercely slapped it onto that "Huang Daxian's" forehead.

  The Soul Nail was so vicious that "Huang Da Xian" suddenly underwent a drastic change, his originally waxen skin instantly began to turn black, and the connected skull also made a slight "cracking" sound, which meant the bones inside had broken.

  Cha Wenbin took out the Bagua mirror again and shone it on the corpse, a blurry figure appeared and slowly faded away until it disappeared, the soul was scattered, and the beautiful dream of ascending to immortality also vanished.

  Chao Zi seemed to have understood the way, and after "Huang Da Xian" left, he woke up soon. He insisted on going to eliminate those little ones, but was finally dissuaded by Cha Wenbin. If the old one is gone, the young one will naturally not survive either. Don't kill anymore, only then did he reluctantly leave.

  When they returned to the top, the sky was completely dark. Cha Wenbin let Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong lead the younger generation and the hunters down the mountain first, he still had something to do.

  "Huang Daxian" died, and the matter of collecting souls became easier. After that group of people left, Cha Wenbin re-found those scattered corpses one by one, put them in a small coffin, and buried them again. The remaining paper-made ones were burned together with the extra coffins, and then he brought Hei Zi back to the village for the last time.

  The first wave of people had already received the news when they returned, Hu Changzi was awake, and he was calling out that his stomach was hungry. His wife was giving him noodles. By the time Cha Wenbin came down the mountain, Hu Changzi had eaten three large bowls of noodles, and upon hearing that this gentleman had saved himself, he insisted on getting out of bed to kowtow to him, but was stopped by Cha Wenbin.

  The village was wrapped in a bread car, pulling these injured people to the county town for injection and disinfection. When they returned to the village again, it was already midnight. Zha Wenbin had just lain down when the little boy wearing red clothes appeared, making bows and kowtows to Zha Wenbin, and didn't leave until after a long time, presumably going to reincarnate.

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