I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

We have no idea what the Japanese devils were doing with this huge warehouse they dug in this cave; there are big boxes everywhere.

Before we could even open the box to see what was inside, Qiao Sanye's two men discovered the weasel and the Japanese soldier's corpse hanging from the roof beam.

I took a closer look and saw that the corpse of a weasel was hanging on the left, and the Japanese soldier was hanging on the right.

One yellow weasel for one Japanese soldier's life.

Third Master Qiao glanced at the corpses of the weasels and Japanese soldiers, his eyes widening: "Holy crap, is this the legendary weasel-for-life exchange?"

“I’ve heard that story too. It’s said that if someone offends a weasel, some of the weaker weasels will trade their lives for that person. I have to say, these weasels are quite brave; they killed so many Japanese soldiers in one go,” Wang Guodong added.

“I think I know what’s going on,” I said seriously.

"What tricks did Young Master Wu figure out?" Third Master Qiao looked at me curiously.

"Third Master Qiao, didn't you say before that Colonel Sakata was researching biological weapons and captured a lot of weasels, turning his soldiers into monsters that were neither human nor ghost? Weasels are extremely vengeful. Colonel Sakata must have killed countless weasels, which must have made the remaining weasels very resentful. So they used the method of exchanging lives to kill all the Japanese soldiers here. This can be considered revenge for their fallen comrades." I analyzed it with everyone.

“Young Master Wu is right, it’s very possible. Weasels are known for their vengeance and gratitude. These Japanese devils burned, killed, looted and committed all sorts of atrocities in our area back then. I’ve heard from the older generation that the Japanese devils captured many people for human experiments. I never imagined they would even target weasels,” said Third Master Qiao indignantly.

"The Japanese devils have done too many despicable things here, too many to count. They deserve this fate," Wang Guodong said, spitting a thick wad of phlegm in the direction of the Japanese devils.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's open the box and see what's inside. Maybe there's something good." Little Fatty walked up to a wooden box and examined it carefully, already impatient.

Little Fatty, that sixth brother, has gone astray. When he comes with me, all he thinks about is making money.

“Even if there are good things, we can’t take them all with us. There are so many boxes, even a dozen large trucks wouldn’t be able to hold them all.” Third Master Qiao looked around.

“No need for a truck, Xiao Jie’s Dragon Tiger Mirror can empty this warehouse.” As he spoke, Fatty carried down a large box and kicked it to pieces. I took a closer look at the contents, and wow, it was all junk. The box contained medical gauze and some medicine, which had long expired. Even if they hadn’t expired, they wouldn’t have been worth much.

When the chubby boy saw what it was, he was so angry he almost cursed: "I thought it was some kind of treasure, and this is it?"

"Don't waste your time. This is a secret supply warehouse of the Japanese. Down here, besides medical supplies, there are all kinds of canned goods. They're decades old. There are words written on the boxes, all clearly written," Uncle Qiao added.

"Since it's no use, let's hurry up and go up. I feel uneasy here, like there's something creepy about me." Wang Guodong looked around in fear.

"Brother, don't be afraid, Young Master Wu and I are here," Third Master Qiao reassured him.

No sooner had I finished speaking than the spirit standing next to me suddenly said, "Something's up."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a strange laugh coming from somewhere. Everyone tensed up at the sound and looked around in fear.

"What the hell is a spirit?" I asked, looking at her.

"It should be the kind of monster you encountered before, one that's combined with a weasel," the spirit said warily.

At that moment, my gaze swept across the room and landed on the corpses of the Japanese soldiers hanging from the roof beams.

Strangely, there was no wind at all in this underground warehouse, yet all the Japanese soldiers' corpses began to shake, and the shaking frequency was getting stronger and stronger.

A moment later, there was a sound of a rope snapping, and the body of a Japanese soldier suddenly fell from the roof beam.

We all looked at the Japanese soldier's corpse lying on the ground, but he didn't get up.

"This old bastard has been hanging here for so long, and he still dares to cause trouble. Let him taste the power of Fatty's hammer." Little Fatty ignored him and directly showed off his eight-sided purple-gold hammer, walking towards the Japanese soldier's corpse that had fallen to the ground.

When they were still some distance away from the Japanese soldiers' corpses, the sound of ropes snapping came from above, and the corpses of dozens of Japanese soldiers fell to the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Little Fatty immediately stopped in his tracks and glanced back at me.

Just then, the Japanese corpses that had fallen to the ground began to crack and pop as they rose up and moved toward us in a very strange manner.

"My God, the old man has come back to life!" Wang Guodong exclaimed.

"Little Jie, leave it to me." Little Fatty quickly turned around, a thick protective aura immediately appearing on his body. He brandished his eight-sided purple-gold hammer and charged towards the corpses of the Japanese devils.

I glanced at them, and the Japanese soldiers' corpses were indeed dried out, skin and bones, with black, hollow eyes.

There were no spirits attached to the corpses of those Japanese soldiers, and it was unknown why they were suddenly able to move.

Little Fatty swung his hammer and smashed the Japanese soldiers' corpses, smashing them to pieces and sending them flying in all directions.

Fearing that Little Fatty wouldn't be able to handle it alone, I immediately grabbed the Shengxie Sword and charged towards the Japanese corpses.

When I got up there, I found that the Japanese soldiers' corpses were not very combat-ready. I could kill them one by one with my sword. I cut off their heads, and once the heads were off, the corpses fell to the ground and lay still.

As Little Fatty and I were cleaning up the Japanese soldiers' corpses, a scream suddenly came from behind us: "Third Master, save me..."

Hearing the commotion, I quickly turned around and saw that one of Master Qiao's men, who seemed to be named Dongzi, was being dragged towards the depths of the warehouse by the ankle of a monster with a yellow skin.

That thing was the monster I encountered before. It was incredibly strong, dragging a person with one hand and moving very fast, covering more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

As soon as he saw his men being arrested, Master Qiao grabbed his broadsword and gave chase.