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Chapter 262: Meat, where does it come from?
Shi Kang stretched out his hand to take back the silk thread transformed by the ghost in his body. After closing his eyes and pretending to regulate his breathing for five minutes, he turned around and looked at Qin Wu'e.

"Let's go."

Qin Wu'e followed with a frown on his face, and asked as he walked, "Master Shi, how many ghost things like this are there in the village?"

"I'm not sure. Judging from the concentration of Yin energy in your village, the Yin land is probably as large as half of the village. Anything within the area may give birth to ghosts."

"Anything?"

Qin Wu'e asked in astonishment.

"Haha, you don't understand this, let me explain it briefly..."

"Different things have different probabilities of becoming ghosts. Some are easier, and some are more difficult."

"For example, if a stone on the side of the road is just a stone, it may not breed ghosts for hundreds of years. But if someone fell and died on this stone before, then ghosts may breed in one or two months."

"So, do you understand?"

Qin Wu'e thought for a moment and said, "It must be related to a human... a dead person, for a ghost to be born?"

Shi Kang shook his head.

"Not all of them. Cats, dogs, chickens, ducks, etc., as long as a living being dies abnormally, there will be obsessions and resentments left. The stronger the obsessions and resentments, the faster ghosts will be born."

"Of course, even if the resentment is overwhelming, the first form of a ghost after it is born will be a wandering soul. Even if it advances quickly afterwards, the problem can be solved if it is contained at the beginning."

After hearing what Shi Kang said, Qin Wu'e nodded.

"So the ghosts in our Crow Feather Village are all newly born?"

"Well, if it had been a long time since the birth, people would have started dying in your village, and I wouldn't have come here alone."

Shi Kang laughed.

After Qin Wu'e figured it out, he had a plan in mind.

Afterwards, he intentionally or unintentionally led Shi Kang towards the Crow Feather Factory.

Shi Kang saw it, but didn't care too much.

After all, it is the economic pillar of Crow Feather Village, so it is normal for the village chief to want to deal with it first.

However, the first treatment will have a price, he will not say this, but it will be included in the price of subsequent treatment of the grave.

Shi Kang was in a good mood when he thought about making millions from this order.

"As expected, people should not be too honest. In the past, I could only make 50,000 or 100,000 yuan for one visit, but now I can make ten times as much for one visit!"

“Although I won’t get any points from the polling bureau by doing this, it’s still a profit when calculated.”

Thinking of this, Shi Kang headed towards the Crow Feather Feed Factory. When passing by a pile of firewood on the way, Shi Kang casually shot out the silk thread in his body.

With a loud bang, the pile of firewood broke apart, and a piece of firewood as thick and long as an arm wrapped in silk thread was entangled, and a bright light lit up from the firewood.

Crack!

The firewood exploded, and the fluorescent light was wrapped in silk thread and pulled to Shi Kang's side, and then absorbed into Shi Kang's body.

"again."

Shi Kang said calmly with a smile on his face.

In the past, he always thought that the glowing ability of the ghost in his body was useless, but now it seems that it is a treasure!
Sure enough, there are no useless abilities, only useless people.

When he thought of those people who used to watch things with him laughing at his fancy tricks, he sneered in his heart.

"Just wait until you make enough money and buy good ghost bodies to nourish the ghosts in your body, and then you can advance to the third and fourth hexagrams. Then I'll see if you can still smile in front of me!"

With a heroic spirit in his heart, Shi Kang arrived at the Yayu Feed Factory.

"Huh? Still working this late?"

Shi Kang asked as he listened to the noise in the factory.

"Not sure... Oh, it should be the people Qin Hao found to deal with the ghosts in the factory, but this commotion is a bit loud."

Shi Kang thought of the guy who had been too disdainful to introduce himself during the day.

They look down on him and at the same time try to steal his business. How can he tolerate this?
"Let's go see what my colleague has."

Qin Wu'e didn't say anything. He just walked over and opened the door of the Crow Feather Factory.

Because of problems in the factory, all the people on duty at night were evacuated, and only he, Qin Hao, and the security department who was guarding the gate before had the key to the gate.

As soon as he entered the door, Qin Wu'e looked towards the mixing plant.

"Master Shi, it's over there."

Shi Kang nodded and walked towards the factory without haste, with Qin Wu'e following seven or eight steps behind.

The gate is not far from mixing room No. 1. Even if Shi Kang is not fast, two or three minutes is enough.

When they arrived at the place, Shi Kang's expression became more serious.

"It seems that this is the ghost that Qin Wu'e mentioned before. The yin energy is not strong."

To be on the safe side, Shi Kang took out the Si Nan and smiled as he watched the speed at which it was turning.

"If it's just a wandering soul, then it's easy."

Thinking of this, Shi Kang walked towards mixing room No. 1.

But as soon as he reached the door, he heard hurried footsteps inside.

Taking two quick steps back, Shi Kang saw a figure rushing out from the door.

Looking closely, although it has a strange sieve, isn't this the end of the season?
At this time, Ji Mo looked a little embarrassed. Of the seven ropes on his body, only two were left on his torso. The ropes on his limbs were nowhere to be seen, and he was holding a drooping rope in his hand.

"Run, there's a ghost!"

When Ji Mo saw Shi Kang and Qin Wu'e, he shouted and rushed into the monitoring room, ready to take Bai Yongnian away first.

"There's a ghost? Haha, if there's no ghost, why would I come here?"

As he spoke, Shi Kang strode forward and blocked the door of mixing room No. 1.

Although he didn't see the ghost, he raised his hands and sprayed dozens of white threads into the room.

After being shot out, the silk threads scattered in all directions, spreading throughout the factory like a spider web.

During the process, Shi Kang discovered four people lying on the floor with ropes tied around their bodies, but he ignored them and continued covering them up.

When the white silk covered the entire room, Shi Kang showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Where's the ghost?"

After searching again and still finding nothing, Shi Kang took back the white silk.

"Master Shi, is it solved?"

Qin Wu'e walked over and asked in a low voice. After all, Shi Kang had solved the problem by collecting the white silk along the way.

"Heh, that kid is probably a fake, the ghost is not here."

Shi Kang laughed and shook his head. Seeing Ji Mo running so fast just now, he thought there was a ghost inside, but in the end there was nothing.

"I'm afraid that kid was frightened by the illusion created by the ghost, so he ran away."

"Let's go over there and have a look."

As he spoke, Shi Kang went towards Factory No. 2, where the yin energy was heavier.

Qin Wu'e stood there in a daze for a moment, remembering what Qin Hao had told him before.

If the season end was fake, Qin Hao would not have praised it so much. He has been the factory director for so many years, it is impossible for him to be deceived by two people in their 30s.

But if he wasn't lying, why would Master Shi say that?

After hesitating for a while, Qin Wu'e still followed Master Shi.

After all, Master Shi has caught so many ghosts.

At the door of mixing room No. 2, Shi Kang asked Qin Wu'e to open the door, while he had a serious look on his face.

As soon as he walked here, he felt the Yin energy which was much stronger than before. The concentration of this Yin energy was even reaching the level of a fierce ghost!

Although it was a bit tricky, he felt that it was no problem when he thought about the million Daxia coins.

It’s just an evil ghost, it’s not like I haven’t killed it before!
Seeing Qin Wu'e open the door, Shi Kang shot out twice as much white silk into him as in Mixing Room No. 1.

The white silk flew out and soon touched a cold body.

"I caught you, come out!"

In an instant, all the white silk in the room covered that body.

Immediately afterwards, the white silk tightened and retracted.

A white figure like a cocoon was pulled out of the room and held in the air by Shi Kang's white silk.

"Haha, so what if it's a ghost!"

Shi Kang could have killed the evil ghost in the factory, but Qin Wu'e wouldn't be able to see it.

Working silently without asking for anything in return is not his purpose.

Glancing at the shocked Qin Wu'e beside him, Shi Kang was extremely satisfied and felt he could add a little more money.

Just when he was about to crush the evil spirit into pieces, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Frowning, he turned to look at Qin Wu'e. The shock on the other's face was still there, but his gaze was not in the air, but in... another direction.

He looked in the direction of Qin Wu'e.

Not far away, the door of mixing room No. 3 opened at some point.

Dark night, no lights.

But Shi Kang still saw clearly the things that were clinging to the door frame.

Four heads with scarlet eyes.

Shi Kang swallowed his saliva and controlled Baisi to take out the Si Nan from the cloth bag.

As soon as the Yin force was injected, Si Nan started to spin. "Why didn't you spin just now!!!"

Shi Kang cursed inwardly, controlled the white silk to crush the ghost in the air, and then shot the white silk towards a telephone pole in the direction of the factory gate.

Once the white silk was firmly grasped, Shi Kang's entire body was carried away and flew quickly into the distance.

The only one left standing there was the chief of Yayu Village, Qin Wu'e, trembling as he watched the things that rushed out of the No. 3 mixer rushing towards him.

Swish, swish, swish!
Four figures with red eyes passed by Qin Wu'e and chased after Shi Kang who was swinging in the air without even looking at Qin Wu'e.

After being stunned for ten seconds, Qin Wu'e's legs went limp and he staggered to the door frame, holding onto the door to steady himself.

After panting for a while, Qin Wu'e murmured to himself: "Why..."

puff!
A slight sound appeared under Qin Wu'e's feet.

Looking down, Qin Wu'e saw the green light appearing under his feet.

The emerald green light made the whole night less cold and lonely.

But as the green spot gradually grew larger, Qin Wu'e's face became more and more terrified.

In just ten seconds, the green light spread to more than ten meters, and the real body within the green light was also revealed.

A tree, a tree that Qin Wu'e was very familiar with.

But this tree has been cut down for twenty years. It should not be here.

Qin Wu'e wanted to leave, but when he turned around, he found that the factory was gone.

What appeared before his eyes at this moment was a square in the dark.

There are no floor tiles, no sports equipment, only a square with a large tree surrounded by compacted yellow soil.

Looking at the old houses around the square, Qin Wu'e remembered where he was.

This is still Crow Feather Village.

Crow Feather Village fifty years ago!

As if he remembered something, Qin Wu'e took a step and walked to the other side of the tree.

Three kneeling, bound figures appeared before him.

Qin Wu'e's body trembled, and he spoke out their names with trembling lips.

"Brother Dazhu, Brother Xiaohou, Brother Xuyang..."

As his voice rang out, the person kneeling on the ground raised his head.

"Wu Heng... you are finally... here..."

Qin Wu'e's body couldn't help but tremble.

"I, not me, that's not what I meant!"

As Qin Wu'e was talking, he knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"I told you not to steal food, but you went anyway. That food is for collective distribution in the village. If we steal it, someone won't be able to eat it. If we don't get hungry, someone will starve to death. But you went!"

"You asked me to keep watch, and I did. I called for help and asked you to come out, but you still wanted to steal more."

"What can I do? I can only run away!"

"Really don't blame me!"

Qin Wu'e was crying and for a moment, the only sound in the square was Qin Wu'e's crying.

But not long after, a sinister laugh sounded and became louder and louder.

"Haha, hahaha..."

"Wu'e, have you lived too long and deceived yourself?"

"Brother, I told you that I would change your name to Qin Youbao..."

"Do you remember who said you were hungry?"

Words after words, voices after voices rang out, and the memories that Qin Wu'e had deliberately hidden were awakened.

……

"Brother Xuyang, I'm hungry..."

"Brother Xuyang, I saw that granary today. It was full of grain!"

"Brother Xuyang, let's go get the food. I'll keep watch for you!"

……

"Brother Xuyang, give us more. We can eat more if we give us more!"

"Brother Xiao Hou, don't run. The things are about to fall. Pick them up quickly!"

"Brother Dazhu, there's a frame over there, take it out and I'll hold it!"

"What? The grain bags are all dirt? Look again, there must be more inside!"

"Run, someone is coming!"

……

Pictures after pictures appeared in front of Qin Wu'e, shocking his mind.

"It's not like that, it's not..."

As Qin Wu'e shouted, the scene in front of him changed again.

The sky changed from night to dusk.

Dazhu, Xiaohou and Xuyang were kneeling there with wounds all over their bodies, dying. There were many people around them.

These people all had pale faces and sunken cheeks, and they were using the remaining strength they had to curse the three men.

"You are a jerk who was born by a mother but not raised by her. How dare you steal the food in the village!"

"I've already told you that you can't leave orphans like this alone. If they dare to steal food today, they'll dare to kill people tomorrow. Drive them out of the village!"

"I just wonder why the food in the warehouse is getting less and less. They must have started stealing it a long time ago!"

"They have replaced all the grain in the granary with dirt. They are eating our food!"

"Beat them to death, bastards!"

"Beat to death..."

Listening to the insults, Qin Wu'e turned his eyes and saw himself hiding in the crowd.

Everyone was cursing the three people, so the young Qin Wu'e was very scared. He was afraid that the three people would betray him, and that he would also kneel there and be beaten to death.

He wanted to say that the soil in the bags was not replaced by them, but he didn't dare to go out.

As if he had thought of some method, he hid himself further back in the crowd, where none of the three could see him.

Then he spoke.

"Let them pay. They have flesh and blood and strength. Let them help us pay!"

Qin Wu'e's voice was neither loud nor soft, but when it was transmitted from the back to the front, only a few words were clear.

"...compensation...they have meat...compensation!"

Gradually, the cursing in the square disappeared. It seemed that someone was saying something, but Qin Wu'e, who was behind the crowd, couldn't hear it clearly.

Not long after, most of the people in the square left, and the young boy Qin Wu'e was also taken away by his family.

But things in the square are still going on.

The elderly Qin Wu'e watched as the village chief ordered six men with fierce eyes to drag the three Xuyangs, who had no power to resist and were like dead dogs, to a house somewhere. He didn't know what they were doing.

Qin Wu'e hesitated for a long time, but still walked over. He wanted to see how Xuyang and the other two died.

"Dah!"

"Dah!"

"Dah!"

As he got closer, the sound coming from the room made Qin Wu'e stop.

He remembered something, something that he remembered deeply from his childhood.

That was the day after the food theft incident. Everyone in the village said that Xuyang and two other people were beaten to death and buried.

Qin Wu'e fell ill and never recovered. At that time, food was a luxury, let alone medicine.

So Qin Wu'e was ill for two days. He was so sick that he had no strength left and was on the verge of death.

Until that day, his mother brought him a bowl of meat porridge.

Qin Wuheng ate and then his body felt stronger.

For the next three days, Qin Wu'e ate the porridge all the time, and his health got better day by day.

He had an appetite, and his family wanted him to have some nourishment, so they let him eat as much as he wanted.

That was the happiest moment in his memory, even though he had once curiously asked his parents:

"Meat, where does it come from?"

But no one told him.

"Dah!"

"Dah!"

"Dah!"

……

(End of this chapter)