Chapter 119: Burning the Hungry Ghost Cave

Butcher Zhou’s sneer and Yin Xinyue’s cry for help gradually turned into a buzzing sound in my mind.

I feel like my consciousness is blurring a little bit, but my anger keeps rising, as if a volcano can erupt with a little stimulation!

At this moment, I just want to find someone to vent all my emotions.

But who can I turn to? Butcher Zhou is outside the cave. I can't settle the score with him. Zhou Laoshi is dead...

Zhou Laoshi, yes, it’s because of Zhou Laoshi! If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be in this situation.

Regardless of the fact that Zhou Laoshi was dead, I rushed up and stamped on Zhou Laoshi's body. I felt like I had crushed his skull and the bones were everywhere.

And when I stepped on Zhou Laoshi, the man in the T-shirt rushed up to stop me.

It was okay that the man in the T-shirt didn't come up, but as soon as he came up, I immediately became furious. In the final analysis, it’s all about the T-shirt man! He was just minding his own business, but he actually got us involved.

Now both Yin Xinyue and Li Xiaomeng were in danger, but he sat there chanting sutras like nothing happened. This made me angrier and angrier as I thought about it, so I simply attacked the man in the T-shirt.

Fortunately, I was no match for the man in the T-shirt. The man in the T-shirt subdued me in just a few clicks.

My resentment is getting stronger and stronger, and the fire of anger is getting stronger and stronger. Now all my anger is focused on the man in the T-shirt!

Seeing this scene, Butcher Zhou jumped down immediately.

Even though he was standing in front of me at this moment, I didn't have the idea of ​​fighting him. I was just thinking that it wouldn’t be too late to kill the T-shirt man first, and then deal with Butcher Zhou...

It is unreasonable for people to lose control when they are angry.

So much so that later on, I didn’t even know why I was so ridiculous at that time?

Butcher Zhou looked at me with a sneer: "Do you hate this person to death? Let me help you. If it weren't for him, you would still be at home eating hot pot with the air conditioner blowing on. What a comfortable life. As for being in a cave? Locked up like an animal."

Butcher Zhou didn't tell me, but I was even more angry when he did.

Yes, if it weren't for the T-shirt man, I would still be dating, watching movies, and enjoying the world of two people with my beloved! How could he suffer such a crime? It even endangered Yin Xinyue's life.

Butcher Zhou was mumbling something, and I suddenly felt a strange evil wind blowing in the cave. The wind was very cold, and it gave me goosebumps all over my body, but it didn't wake me up.

As the evil wind blew, I found that the mummies that had been dead for a long time actually moved and stood up straight like machines, surrounding us.

The man in the T-shirt secretly screamed, "Oh no," he avoided me, and was about to clean up the mummies.

Naturally, I wouldn't let the man in the T-shirt run away, so after he dodged, I immediately stuck to him like a magnet, hugging the man in the T-shirt, tearing and biting him.

And those mummies also pounced on the man in the T-shirt. Although the mummy had been dead for a long time, they seemed to have infinite power. They pressed the man in the T-shirt under them, and the man in the T-shirt resisted less and less...

Even though the man in the T-shirt had no strength to resist, he still moved his lips slightly, which was reciting the Tao Te Ching. He still controlled his anger and calmed down.

Seeing the man in the T-shirt being thrown to the ground, everything seemed to be over, but I suddenly noticed that Zhou Laoshi's body moved.

Yes, even though my head had been kicked to pieces and the bones flew far away, the body still stood up from the ground, like a spring, and fell on Butcher Zhou.

Butcher Zhou had no idea that Zhou Laoshi's corpse would attack him, so he immediately started chanting a curse. I saw the grain bags floating in the air, and finally fell into Butcher Zhou's hands.

When Butcher Zhou was preparing for his next move, Zhou Laoshi's body suddenly burst into flames, which spread all over his body almost instantly. Butcher Zhou was also ignited by the fire, and he yelled in pain.

As Butcher Zhou was trapped in the sea of ​​​​fire, I gradually felt that my consciousness was slowly becoming clearer, but the anger in my heart was still difficult to calm down.

The man in the T-shirt finally had a chance to resist. He drew his sword and swept away the mummies in front of him, and immediately shouted to the people above, asking Yin Xinyue and Li Xiaomeng to rescue us.

Yin Xinyue and Li Xiaomeng found a rope, and the T-shirt man tied me to the rope. I struggled angrily and wanted to settle the score with the T-shirt man, but I was still pulled out little by little...

I don’t know how long it took, but I finally breathed a sigh of relief, I wasn’t so excited anymore, and I no longer hated the man in the T-shirt so much.

The flames in the cave were burning very brightly, and the red flames were scurrying around the cave like pythons.

There should be fire everywhere in the cave at this moment, right? And I could still hear Butcher Zhou's screams. The sound was so loud, like thunder, that it made people's scalp numb. I could imagine the scene where the butcher's body was being boiled bit by bit, the blood vessels burst, and the skin was scorched...

The billowing smoke attracted fruit farmers down the mountain, and they rushed up to watch the excitement.

When they learned that Butcher Zhou was burned to death inside, none of them called the police. Although they suspected that we had set the fire, they did not blame us. They just quietly went down the mountain after the fire was extinguished.

I was curious and asked the man in the T-shirt why the villagers didn’t care about Butcher Zhou’s life or death.

The man in the T-shirt told me that Butcher Zhou was always domineering in the village, buying and selling by force, and the villagers had long hated him. It's just that this week Mrs. Tu is tall and tall, and she also has a grain bag in her hand, so no one dares to offend him.

After the flames were completely extinguished, the man in the T-shirt and I entered the cave again to investigate.

The scene was in a state of disarray. Butcher Zhou and the mummies were all burnt to charcoal, exposing the white bones.

Before Butcher Zhou died, he still held on to the grain bag. The grain bag was actually intact. Except for the burlap on the outside that was blackened by the smoke, there was no other difference at all.

In addition, I also found two strange mummies.

The two mummies were not burned, and they still maintained their meditating posture, with their waists straight and straight, motionless.

Although the skin on their bodies was wrinkled and looked out of shape due to the high temperature, they still held hands without any intention of flinching.

Looking at the two mummies, the man in the T-shirt sighed, then knelt down on one knee and bowed deeply.

If I guessed correctly, these two bodies should be the corpses of Boyi and Shuqi, right? Even in the face of raging fire, the two of them remained upright and unyielding. This is the real saint.

I also followed the man in the T-shirt and paid homage.

The man in the T-shirt was worried that the Hungry Ghost Cave would be used by someone with intentions again, so after we went out, we found a lot of stones to completely seal the cave.

Then he gave me the grain bag and said I could sell it for a good price.

I'm a little embarrassed. In the T-shirt man's mind, am I a dirty businessman who is unprofitable and can't afford to be early?

The man in the T-shirt saw what I was thinking and said with a smile: "A gentleman loves money and gets it in a wise way. As long as he doesn't think about some evil thoughts like Butcher Zhou, even if he joins this business to make money, it is actually a kind of evil." Practice…”

Yes, from ancient times to the present, people have been engaged in more than 360 professions?

But no matter you are the Prime Minister of a country, you are still a turd picker.

As long as you do it with your heart and don't do things that harm others and benefit yourself, you deserve respect from everyone.

I have heard of businessmen with tens of millions of dollars who specialize in mixing junk food to harm the people of the country. In the end, their families were ruined, and even their newborn children were not spared.

I also saw a vegetable vendor who was very conscientious and only gave more and weighed less. He finally lived to be ninety-eight years old.

It’s not that I won’t report it, the time has not yet come! The words left by our ancestors are actually like this.