The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 81: The Mourning Stick (Long Chapter, Seeking March Guaranteed Monthly Ticket)
"Brother, why do I feel like you're using me as a hunting dog?"

Wang Wen swaggered out of the camp carrying his rifle. Chen Sandao, hiding underground, followed him closely, muttering to himself as he walked, "Although the nature may be similar..."

"Are you not happy? How about you go back to guard the house and let Ma Feng go out with me?"

Wang Wen looked up at the brilliant starry sky and said casually.

"Who is he?"

Chen Sandao immediately turned hostile: "With the man here, when will it be his turn to go out with big brother to do things?"

"damn thing!"

Wang Wen scolded him with a smile, "When will you change your nagging habit? Look at Ren Ergou, he's so much of a boss now, he can take care of the food, drink, and toilet of hundreds of people without me saying anything, and look at yourself, if you keep messing around like this, when will you be able to stand on your own?"

"How can this be the same?"

Chen Sandao responded without hesitation: "Ren Ergou was heading for the white paper fan from the beginning..."

Wang Wen laughed out loud: "Hey, you're not stupid. You even know Ergou's path with the white paper fan? Then do you know what your own path is?"

Chen Sandao said proudly: "Sword-bearing guard, I will be the first to go if there is any trouble, I will take on the responsibility, I am the best at blocking the sword, and I am good at sending myself to death!"

"piss off!"

Wang Wen laughed and scolded, "How can our Qinghe Gang do that..."

Halfway through his words, his smile gradually disappeared.

He pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Do you still blame big brother for what happened back then?"

At the beginning, Chen Sandao was bitten to death by the old yellow-skinned beast while he was unconscious. After he came back to life, he didn't know how he died for a long time.

But after returning to life, he's been hanging out with the brothers for so long, he must have known what happened that night...

Wang Wen just didn't understand why he never mentioned what happened that night.

Chen Sandao heard his words and laughed nonchalantly, "It's been a while since that happened. Why are you still mentioning him?"

Wang Wen looked at him and asked, "You really don't blame me?"

Chen Sandao glanced at him, then suddenly laughed, "Resent it! I'm dead, how could I not resent it? If you really feel sorry for me, burn a few more big-butted women for me, and I'll be magnanimous and let this matter go!"

"There are no big-assed twat, but there are plenty of Dong Shi. Do you want any?"

Wang Wen sneered, "But then again, even if you still have resentment in your heart, you have to hold it in with me. I've already paid you back everything I owe you, with interest. I pride myself on having a clear conscience and having done my best to honor you, you son of a bitch. If you really feel offended, just be more careful and cautious in the future. I don't mind."

"I still say the same thing. I, Wang Lao Hu, will never let any of my brothers die. When it's time to fight, I will definitely rush in front of you. We all share happiness and hardship. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God. No one should blame anyone else!"

Chen Sandao waved his hand generously: "Hey, we're brothers. It's too formal to say whether we owe each other or not. My son is also your son!"

"Don't try to get close to me!"

Wang Wen sneered: "If you don't make progress yourself, it's useless for anyone to call me dad!"

Chen Sandao said with a playful smile: "Is it true, godfather?"

Wang Wen said disdainfully, "Do you dare to have any shame?"

Chen Sandao replied nonchalantly, "What use would that thing have for me?"

The man and the ghost chatted and gradually moved away from the Maoshan Sect camp.

Chen Sandao finally plucked up the courage to float out from underground and said confidently: "Brother, if you want to eat any game, just tell me!"

Wang Wen stood at the edge of a deep forest. He used his ghostly magic power to gently wipe his eyes. The dark forest instantly became as bright as day on a cloudy day.

"Who told you I was out hunting game?"

He glanced at the guy with disdain: "Find some ghost for me. There are so many white lotus monsters in this place, there must be a lot of evil demons who refine ghosts!"

Chen Sandao was stunned for a second, then suddenly realized, "Brother, are you lacking merit and virtue?"

Wang Wen: "Aren't you talking nonsense? If it weren't for the lack of merit and good karma, what kind of good person would go out to hunt in the mountains and forests in the middle of the night?"

"understand!"

Chen Sandao patted his chest confidently and said, "Leave it to me. If there are any ghosts or monsters within a ten-mile radius, I will definitely dig them all out without missing a single one!"

Wang Wen waved his hand: "Go ahead, be smart, and don't be stupid and run into someone else's Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"

Chen Sandao: "What is the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

Wang Wen winked and said, "Have you heard of Gu training? It's about putting countless kinds of poisonous insects into a jar and letting them fight and devour each other. From them, the most vicious and poisonous insects are cultivated and refined into Gu... The Ten Thousand Souls Banner is the jar for training ghosts. If a loser like you enters the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, I'm afraid you won't last even an hour. You will be eaten by those evil ghosts until there is nothing left!"

"My darn thing!"

Chen Sandao shuddered with fear at his threat, and suddenly felt that the dark forest in front of him was full of gaping mouths crying for food.

Wang Wen smiled and waved his hand: "It's not a big deal, go ahead!"

Chen Sandao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Isn't this a big problem?"

No matter how much he played or made noise, he still plunged into the deep mountains and old forests without looking back, and used the ghost's super strong sense of smell for yin energy to search in the deep mountains and old forests.

Wang Wen found a clean big rock, placed his gun across his knees, and sat comfortably waiting for news.

In less than two quarters of an hour, he saw Chen Sandao hurriedly floating out from the deep mountains and forests.

When Wang Wen saw the happy expression on the guy's face, his eyebrows relaxed and he stood up with his gun.

As expected, before Chen Sandao even got close, he lowered his voice and roared excitedly: "Brother, it's coming, it's coming, there's a big deal!"

Wang Wen quickly asked, "How big is the food? Can we eat it?"

Chen Sandao slammed on the brakes and asked, "Do you still have the same talisman that I used to kill the White Lotus Sect leader yesterday?"

Wang Wen was certain in his heart: "Can I eat it if I have a talisman?"

Chen Sandao nodded repeatedly: "As long as I have the talisman, I can eat it!"

Wang Wen picked up his gun and waved his hand proudly: "Lead the way!"

Chen Sandao turned around and floated above his head: "I found a good path for you to walk on, follow closely."

Wang Wen followed him into the deep mountains and old forests, moving nimbly through them. "Tell me about that big cargo."

Chen Sandao organized his words and said as he thought, "That guy has a ghost cave. It looks bigger than the old ghost in the Liu family compound. The pressure he put on me is stronger than that White Lotus master we encountered in Jingde County the night before. But the strength is limited. But I feel that there seems to be more than one ghost in that ghost cave. They seem to have used some kind of formation to distract Yuehua from her cultivation... I didn't dare to get too close. When you get there, take a good look first. Make sure you feel safe before taking action."

Wang Wen: "Oh, you already know about formations and moonlight?"

Chen Sandao: "That's right, after all, Chen Sandao is also a practicing ghost now!"

Wang Wen: "So, that big thing is probably owned by someone? Are they trying to trick people?"

Chen Sandao: "That's what I saw, but I didn't feel any popularity around me..."

Wang Wen: "How large an area did you search?"

Chen Sandao: "A radius of ten miles."

Wang Wen: "Alright, quick victory!"

The man and the ghost crossed mountains and hills as if they were walking on flat ground. After a while, Chen Sandao led Wang Wen to the edge of a miniature basin formed by several small hills.

As soon as he climbed to the heights surrounding the basin, Wang Wen keenly noticed that the moonlight inside the basin was brighter than elsewhere. After carefully examining this small but breathtaking basin, he nodded and said, "These people really know how to find a place!"

Chen Sandao pointed to the bottom of the basin: "Brother, it's right there!"

Wang Wen tightened his fine steel spear: "You keep watch first. After I defeat the evil spirits, you can go down and pick a few weak persimmons to squeeze. If anyone comes, you will immediately call me. If you are discovered first, don't worry about me, just run away!"

Chen Sandao said angrily, "What are you talking about? Just now you said we should share happiness and difficulties together."

Wang Wen glanced at him and said, "My life is tougher than yours!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already leaped off a cliff about 50 to 60 feet high. With precise movements, he used several crooked old trees for leverage and landed steadily on the edge of the basin. He then leaped up again, using the trees as leverage to move closer to the center of the basin like a large flea...

Soon, he felt that the view in front of him suddenly became clear, and a piece of open space that seemed to have been leveled by human hands by cutting down trees appeared in front of him.

In the center of the clearing, a ghostly den shrouded in gray mist sat. In the increasingly bright moonlight, Wang Wen could see a few strings of blood-red lanterns and the shadowy outlines of houses. Judging by their shape and layout, they resembled a town...

"Yo, a new breed?"

Wang Wen whistled in surprise, suppressed his eagerness to fight, picked up his gun, and plunged into the gray fog with a swagger.

The moment Wang Wen walked into the gray fog, his mind was in a trance for a moment. When he raised his eyes, he saw an ancient and quaint town with green tiles and white walls scattered around and pedestrians walking leisurely and lively.

But the next moment, the City God's Order automatically popped out from his eyes, floating in the center of his vision, emitting bursts of bright yet not dazzling golden light...

He peered through the soft golden light, but there was no blue tiles or white walls. Instead, there were only a swarm of ghostly figures in tattered clothes and disheveled hair, scattered across a desolate and silent landscape. They stared at him with eyes that were either pale or scarlet, filled with resentment...

"Good baby!" Looking at this scene, he felt both surprised and disappointed.

Surprise is naturally the function of the City God Order to break delusion.

But he was disappointed because the function of this ghost cave was far different from what he had imagined.

He was just thinking that if the town built by this ghost den could really accommodate a large number of ghosts, he would let him go first and bring him back to the City God's domain to be a contractor.

Unexpectedly, it was just a cheap trick...

That's not right. To be precise, this trick is actually quite clever. If an ordinary person comes in, I'm afraid they won't be able to see the flaw.

But no matter how clever the deception is, it is still a deception, and the fake cannot become real!
"Since you are all being held hostage by criminals..."

Wang Wen held the steel spear steadily in his right hand, his Yin Spirit floated out from the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head and floated above his head. He stretched out his hand to summon the City God Order, and a faint golden light emanated from his whole body.

He took control of the County Magistrate's attitude and shouted in a full, powerful voice, "I am the City God of Jiangdu County. I passed by this place tonight and discovered that you have gathered in the mountains and forests, endangering the human world. I should have sent you back to the underworld to await your punishment, but considering that evil is not your nature, I will give you an opportunity to abandon evil and surrender yourself..."

As the golden light of good deeds emerged from his body, the many ghosts in a pool of stagnant water in the distance became agitated as if stimulated by something.

Just as he was secretly feeling proud of the City God Order, the aroused ghosts suddenly screamed and transformed into black shadows, rushing towards him...

Instead of being surprised, he was delighted. He took back the City God's Order and said, "You saw it, but I wasn't the first to do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his Yin Spirit sank into his body.

His dull eyes regained their spirit, and when he raised his eyes, he was surrounded by layers of ghostly shadows.

"No brains!"

He whispered in deep sorrow, and suddenly a ball of golden light like a blazing flame and lightning burst out from his body. Not only did it vaporize all the ghosts surrounding him in the blink of an eye, it also broke through the gray ghost den in one fell swoop, illuminating the entire basin in an instant!

"There are no diamonds..."

He looked past the City God's command that automatically popped up, and stared at the only remaining ghostly den in the center of the open space ahead: "Do I dare to take on this porcelain job?"

No one answered.

No ghost appeared.

Instead, the flat and barren soil around it suddenly turned over one big hole after another, and hideous figures in white or green crawled out of the soil stiffly. There were at least hundreds of them!
Wang Wen was stunned. When he came to his senses, he cursed, "Chen Sandao, you idiot! You can't even tell the difference between ghost energy and corpse energy?"

Chen Sandao's confused voice came from afar: "Huh?"

Wang Wen had no time to pay attention to him. He leaped up and a ball of bright crimson palace thunder exploded around his body, wrapping him up and moving between the zombies like a flash of lightning.

Wherever it passed, it left behind only a stiff corpse with a big hole on its chest!

"clang!"

Suddenly, there was a dull sound of metal clashing, and the Crimson Palace Thunder that protected Wang Wen's body was shattered, and the whole person flew back three feet.

When he looked closely, he saw an ugly zombie that was two heads taller than him, wearing tattered armor and covered with black hair. It stood in front of him with its big mouth full of messy fangs and spitting out green gas.

"Hairy? Hairy?"

Wang Wen quickly scanned the area and discovered that among all the zombies, this one was the most burly and the only one with hair. Unconvinced, he immediately raised his fine steel silver spear and charged forward again. "You can even block the Crimson Palace Thunder? Are you that awesome?"

As soon as he moved, the hairy zombie also jumped up and pounced on him at an incredible speed.

At the moment when the man and the corpse were about to touch, Wang Wen's body suddenly erupted with a ball of crimson palace lightning that was even more blazing than the one that had just torn through the ghost den. The moment the steel spear thrust out, it was transmitted along the iron spear body: "Take my 100,000 volts!"

Perhaps because there was no one controlling it, the stupid and foolish hairy zombie did not dodge or evade but opened its claws to block Wang Wen's full-strength attack.

When the gun claws touched, Wang Wen felt as if the gun had hit a thick iron plate.

Fortunately, he is strong enough, and he can shoot a hole in even an iron plate with one shot!

Then, the Crimson Palace Thunder rushed out through the hole.

"Boom."

A muffled thunder rang out, and the Mao Jiang's burly body, which was as big as an iron tower, was blown into pieces all over the sky. Wang Wen rushed out from the smoke and dust with a gun in his hand.

He looked back at the pair of legs that were left standing, and spat in frustration: "You can't take a beating either!"

To put it bluntly, he was already mentally prepared to run away at any time.

After killing the small BOSS with one move, he turned around and continued to slaughter the remaining zombies. These zombies were worthy of being corpses. They had no fear that living creatures should have. Even though their boss had been blown up and could not be swept away, they were still jumping around relentlessly and approaching him.

Not only were these white and green zombies far slower than Wang Wen in speed, their powerful bodies were no tougher than a piece of old cowhide under the fine steel and silver spear blessed by the Crimson Palace Thunder.

Wang Wen only needed to rush to the zombies, stab them in the chest before they could react, then sheath his gun and turn around to rush towards the zombie...

what?
Is the heart on the right side?

That doesn't exist. Every shot he shoots carries a ray of Crimson Palace Thunder, which is a natural nemesis for zombies, ghosts and other evil creatures!
He happily moved among the zombies, and he didn't even have time to deal with the evil ghost with the ability to deceive people.

After all, merit points are not as good as Yinde points...

Although the amount given was not much, the green zombie gave 3 or 4 points, and the white zombie only gave 1 point. Only the hairy zombie generously gave him points at once.

But the number of these zombies is there, and the profit from this harvest is even more than what he made in the previous fight with his head on the line in the Yangzhou government office!
If you want to develop, you have to play more jungle!
"Chen Sandao, come and clean the floor!"

Seeing that the zombies around him were becoming fewer and fewer, Wang Wen finally felt guilty and put away his gun, turning around to look for the evil ghost.

"Here I come!"

Chen Sandao's joyful shouts quickly spread from far away to near, and when he finished speaking, he had already landed in front of Wang Wen.

"give it to you!"

Wang Wenchong pointed at the remaining seven or eight white zombies, then turned and walked towards the gray ghost group that was still in place. He thought to himself in surprise, "Doesn't this thing have a brain? In this situation, it doesn't even know how to run away?"

He held the steel gun upside down and strode towards the gray ghost group that was only the size of a carriage. Just as he was about to tear the ghost group into pieces with one shot, he suddenly found that the ghost group was trembling, and there was a "wuwuwu" sound of a woman sobbing inside.

He took back the crimson palace thunder from his steel gun with great interest, raised his gun and gently patted the ghost group: "Hey, do you have any brains? If you have brains, come out and answer me! If you don't have brains, I will shoot you to death!"

"Woooooooo..."

The sobbing sound gradually became louder, and the gray mist and ghost energy slowly retreated, revealing a pretty female ghost in a wedding dress who covered her mouth tightly, looked at him with horror, and cried with tears all over her face.

"Shut up!"

Wang Wen's head ached from his noise, and he shouted fiercely, "You answer what I ask, and if you keep crying, I'll shoot you to death!"

Unexpectedly, it would have been better if he didn't speak. Instead, once he spoke, the ghost girl was frightened and let go and burst into tears: "Okay..."

"Boom."

The fine steel silver spear flashed with dazzling golden electric light and smashed into the female ghost in the wedding dress, smashing the ghost and the ghost cave into two halves with one shot.

"I told you to shut up!"

Wang Wen impatiently put away his gun and turned away.

But after he took a few steps, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the ghost group behind him, which had been split in two by his gun, had actually closed again!
"Yo ho?"

He turned around with a smile, tilting his head to examine the ghostly den that had shrunk even further: "Another trick?"

Then a wrinkled old ghost, dressed in gray shrouds and with a beard as long as his eyebrows, emerged from the gray fog. Without a word, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying, "I, Huaiyangzi, am willing to abandon the dark side and join the light side. I submit to you, Master, to sit on your horse and lead the stirrups, and to serve as your slave. I beg you to be magnanimous, to forgive the past, and to take me in."

"Okay!"

Wang Wen nodded with a smile.

The wrinkled old ghost looked up in surprise and saw a ball of golden lightning falling on his head.

"Boom."

The wrinkled old ghost and the ghost den behind him were split into two again.

Wang Wen put away his gun with a smile, without moving an inch.

The ghost den, which had been split into two, slowly closed again, but this time the speed of closing was even slower than before, and the momentum seemed particularly difficult... After healing, the ghost den was only the size of a water tank.

The smile on Wang Wen's lips suddenly disappeared, and his eyes suddenly became extremely cold. He jumped up, and a blazing golden thunder burst out from his body.

At that moment, a tall figure in a black and white Taoist robe emerged from the gray ghost cave. With a panicked look on his face, he clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist, please show mercy. This old man..."

"Oh!"

Wang Wen fell heavily into the remaining gray ghost den. The powerful crimson palace thunder poured down like a mudslide, and hit the land three feet below him.

After a dozen breaths, the lightning gradually dissipated, revealing Wang Wen's expressionless pale face.

He lowered his head to search, and saw that there was only a foot-long, exquisitely crafted object left there, shaped like a mourning stick, full of the sense of time.

(End of this chapter)