Yang civilization is not old, not a few years older than me, but he follows the black-clad Azan all the year round, handles all kinds of difficult things, and looks smooth and old.This person has really seen blood, different from the general errands.

The two of us tucked very late, he made a meal with a simple stove, nothing more than bacon smoked fish and so on, the craft is not bad, much better than the taste of the past few days.

After eating, I talked to him about when to get out of the mountain.He said sincerely, boss Wang, you are also a revisionist, otherwise I will be an assistant to you.

I was completely speechless, he actually wanted to follow me, I told him bluntly that after leaving the mountain, I would find a way to return home, can not take you.

Yang civilization has some regrets, sighed and said that it is not easy to find an assistant to Azan.Although Azanyuan hastened to fly, it is not very strange for people's spleen, it is very good to deal with, and it is also very atmospheric to pay for money, and then it is difficult to find such a boss.

I said, “Do you have to look for Azan as an assistant and don’t you want to do anything?”

Yang civilized touched his head and sighed, saying: "I have been accustomed to this kind of life of switching back and forth between the mountains and the old forest and the city, to the black azan as an assistant, in fact, very enjoyable, follow them to close, but also see them cast a harm or save people, if fortunately, can also witness the fight between Azan."It would be pointless to ask me to go back to ordinary life like an ordinary person.”

I suddenly thought of understanding South China, he had been in Thailand, and the network was very wide, he may be able to provide some information for the Yang civilization.So I told Yang civilization, go to Thailand first after leaving the mountain, I think I can take you to meet a very energetic person, he will arrange for you.

Yang civilization now looks at my eyes are different, full of reverence, what I say is the decree.

He swore that he would take care of me on this road and keep the comforts of serving.

I smiled and told him that I don’t need to be served, as long as you are a guide to bring me to Thailand.

After talking for a while, it was getting dark, and I made an agreement with him to stay in the mountains for another day tomorrow, burying the bodies of Azangyuan, Zhu Qiang and the driver, and not allowing them to be corpses in the wild, and soon being eaten by wild animals.

Zhu Qiang is at any time the predecessor of domestic practice, the merit of life is not mentioned, dead and dead can not be a riot of the wilderness, it is unreasonable.

Yang civilization is sincere.What I said, he listened to me.

At night we each rested in the thatched hut, and when we got up in the morning, it rained a little outside.The rain in Southeast Asia makes the air humid.The rain is not too cold, that is, the light is extremely cloudy.

Yang and I came out with a shovel, first went to the thatched hut in the southwest corner, found the driver's body, packed up his belongings, what ID card money clip, and then dug a pit on the spot and buried his body with his mobile phone.

After I was buried, I sat by the pit, chained three eyes to the night fork.I can call the three-eye night fork and the king's little corner part of the divine power, the three-eye night fork in the recitation of the king's wish, I read together, is beyond the driver's dead spirit.

I put his ID card away, later returned home to see if he could find his family, report specific reasons, and let people die so unclearly.The money clip was handed over to the Yang civilization, so that he could take the money and gold leaves inside, which was his reward.

Yang Wenwen was particularly excited and wanted to leave me all the gold.I shook my head and said no, said he was a guide, go out all the way, and if you need money, take it.

We braved the rain into the jungle, all the way to the mouth of the cave, and began to dig a hole to bury the body of Azanyuan.Only half of his head was found in the grass, and the half-drawn did not know what kind of beast to let go, which was also the time to move.

While digging the pit, Yang Wenwen shouted to me, he was searching for Zhu Qiang's body and found something strange.

I recognized it at a glance, it was the town magic character of the nine-door door, which was nailed to my back and later removed.

I held it in my hand, a little into the magic force, and the texture above was actually extinguished again.Yang Wenwen exclaimed, "This is a magic weapon."

I nodded my head.This thing is extremely overbearing, whether it is the dragon-bconcrete monk who has amended the Fa, or the Azan sorcerer who has practiced the black law, it can restrain the Fa's strength from coming out.

I imagine that it is impossible for an evil sect such as the Nine Generals Gate to make such a method, and it must have been left behind by the cultivation of high people at a very early age.

This thing is divided into who uses it, in Zhu Qiang's hands can deal with decent people, and in my hands can suppress demons.I put away the magic character of the town, searched Zhu Qiang's body, he was really a high practitioner, he had nothing on him, not even money.

When I cleaned up the body, the rain in the forest grew bigger and bigger, and I wiped my face, and at this time, Yang Civilization suddenly said, "Mr. Wang, you see what this is!"

I squatted in front of Zhu Qiang's body to check, Yang Wenwen just moved the body, tearing the collar, revealing Zhu Qiang's neck.

A layer of black hair on Zhu Qiang's neck was touched a little bit, especially hard.

I quickly tore his clothes, and I saw that his body did not know when such a kind of black short hair, covering almost the entire surface of the skin.

I was still wondering, Yang civilized face changed greatly, even kneeling on the ground, trembling at Zhu Qiang's body.

“What happened?”I asked.

Yang Wenwen panicked and said, “This is a corpse.I heard Azanyuan say that after the wizard who practiced the black law died, his grievances were not scattered, and it was easy to become a corpse or a mountain essence, and he was a monster!”

I asked what he should do?

Yang Wenwen quickly said: "It is better to burn, deep buried can be, that is, can not be thrown outside."

I look at the sky, the cloud is cloudy, it rains, and it is a little unrealistic to burn the body in this weather.To be honest, there is no gasoline here, only matches, and the body can't burn at all.The plot of the TV series that casually scratches a match can burn the body, completely out of common sense, the human body is actually difficult to burn, 70% of the water inside, in order to fully burn, you must need the equipment of the crematorium, the fire to reach thousands of degrees.

Looking at Zhu Qiang's body, I faintly have a little uneasiness, but the deserted mountains and mountains buried it deep, it should be okay.Who can remove the body later?I can't even find it if you want to dig.

The rain grew, and there was a layer of black fog around, and the Yang civilization was frightened and white, trembling and looking at the corpses on the ground.I saw the black hair on Zhu Qiang’s body growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a layer of black moss.

I have a strong sense of uneasiness, greeting the Yang civilization to quickly plow the pit.After the heavy rain, the ground was soft, and we quickly dug a pit more than two meters, and he and I raised one of them and raised their feet and threw Zhu Qiang into the pit.

I was about to be buried, and Yang Wenwen dragged the body of Azanyuan over and threw it into the pit together.I said, "No."

But it was too late, and the two bodies fell into the depths of the pit and folded together.

“What happened?”He asked.

I shook my head, not feeling it right, but I couldn’t say it again.Since it has been thrown down, you can't jump down and move on, you can only bury it with the Yang civilization, and soon this pit is filled.

I stood breathless by the pit, looking at this renovated ground, thinking that this is Zhu Qiang, the predecessors of the domestic qigong world, the first atmospheric practitioners in the 1980s, and the current leaders of the practice circle... It is so unclear that I died in the deep mountains and forests of Laos.This is life!

I sighed, observed a moment of silence, and Yang civilized braved the rain back.We took off our wet clothes, and they were all men, all of whom sat in thatched huts bare and striped.

No one said anything, just watched the rain outside.The atmosphere is depressing.

Yang Wenwen lay on the ground, his body covered with clean clothes to doze and sleep, and I sat in the corner of the house silently meditating.

The sky was getting darker and darker around.Suddenly the wooden door of the thatched hut was knocked.

I opened my eyes, Yang civilization also climbed up, we look at each other, he looked pale as paper, he said: "Who, who will come, will it be a corpse ... live?"

I frowned, “Look at what you are afraid of, if the body is really alive, will knock on the door so rhythmically?”

Knock on the door and then talk.

Yang civilization only reacted, in the past opened the door, stood a person outside, dressed very strangely, wearing military green vests, wearing a bucket on the head, and a rifle with a back.

Yang saw this person, swallowed his mouth, and said hello to this person in Southeast Asian languages.

“Who is this?”I asked.

Yang civilized quickly let into the door, the man picked the bucket full of rain, sitting on the edge of the door panting, as if walking a long way of the mountain.

Yang Ming came to me and whispered, “This man is Song Gan, a Vietnamese, and now he is a lieutenant in that private arm.”How could he have forgotten that he had come to deliver the body."

“Send the body?”I doubt.

Yang Wenwen said, "Azan far from the source of the body is provided by the armed organization, every three days, they will send Song dry to send the body."

I came to Songgan, and Yang Wenwen introduced me to him in Southeast Asian languages.

Song Gan stood up, this person is small and thin, like a mountain monkey, but his eyes are full of light, a look is a veteran of the battlefield baptism, I can intuitively feel that he has killed people.

He said a word, Yang civilized swallowed the spit, and said to me, "Song dry said, who is the boss is not important, since the body pulled, you have to pay, otherwise you will be welcome!"