Master Chongdi Hu told Hansheng the origin of the "Yin Xiangren".
In December 1767, Phraya Taksin, whose original name was Taksin, was 33 years old and was born in Chenghai County, Guangdong. He was elected King of Siam and established his capital in Thonburi, which was known in history as the Thonburi Dynasty. Taksin was therefore also called "Phra Chao Gong Thonburi".
A former feudal lord of the Ayutthaya Dynasty, the fake monk Fang Elder secretly rebelled against the Thonburi Dynasty. He had a notorious army of red monks under his command. They were called monks, but they drank alcohol, ate meat, married women, slept with prostitutes, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. Taksin sent Phraya Picha and Boon Ma to attack by land, and he led the navy up the river to capture Nakhon Sawan. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Fang Elder fled to Chiang Mai in northern Siam and took refuge with the Burmese.
In November 1770, the Thonburi Dynasty unified all of Siam. General Phraya Picha captured and executed Elder Fang in the Chiang Mai Palace. However, the person killed was only a ghost, and Elder Fang's real body has been missing ever since. This was the last "ghost" recorded in Siamese history. In the next two hundred years, the "ghost" never appeared again. The entire Thai magic world believed that this magic had been lost since the Thonburi Dynasty.
"So, this Monlacha Weng Bing actually knows the 'yin-faced people' witchcraft of Elder Fang two hundred years ago." Han Sheng said thoughtfully.
"Yes, if that's the case, it's really terrible." Master Chongdi Hu said worriedly.
Han Sheng thought about it, and then asked: "Master, although these 'yin-like people' are extremely light, they look like flesh and blood. Are they still human?"
The master smiled bitterly and said, "They are not people, but corpses."
"Corpse?" Han Sheng remembered that there were eighteen kinds of corpse transformation in the Central Plains, and he didn't know which category this "yin-looking person" belonged to.
"The witchcraft of 'Yin Xiangren' has long been lost, but I have heard a little about it. It is said that when a sorcerer finds someone with a similar figure and appearance, he will poison the person to death, and then smear a special corpse oil on the person within seven days, and go through the procedures of entering the soul and resurrecting the corpse. The specific method is unknown. Afterwards, the real body can order the 'Yin Xiangren' to practice on its behalf, while the real body is remotely controlled from 500 kilometers away." Master Chongdi Hu explained.
"Master, according to what you said, this 'ghost man' is like a substitute. Is there any way to follow the clues and find the real body five hundred kilometers away?" Han Sheng asked anxiously.
Master Chongdi Hu pondered and said slowly: "It is said that when the 'Yin Xiang Ren' practices, his third eye must look in the direction of his true body, so that he can communicate information over long distances. To modern people, this is probably some kind of magnetic field remote sensing effect."
Han Sheng nodded, looked up at the lotus seat on the altar, pointed and said, "Master, when I came in just now, the baby girl's face was facing this direction."
Master Chongdi Hu looked at it and said after a moment's hesitation, "Slightly east of due south, 500 kilometers away…that's Bangkok."
Lu Taiguan pointed at the "ghost person" Mo Mo and said, "What should we do with these two fake bodies?"
Master Chongdi Hu gritted his teeth and said, "They must be killed. Otherwise, if they continue to practice, their evil power will increase. When we find Monrachaweng Bingshi, it will be even more difficult to deal with them."
"But the ancestor's daughter…" Han Sheng looked at the "ghost-like" baby girl who looked like Mo Mo, and said with hesitation. He really couldn't bear to do this.
"Kill her. She is a walking corpse. Only in this way can we prevent the baby girl from turning into an evil sorcerer. Please don't hesitate any longer!" Master Chongdi Hu said decisively.
A cunning green light flashed in the eyes of "the sinister-looking person" Mo Mo, and then tears flowed out, and he looked at Han Sheng with an extremely aggrieved look.
Han Sheng's heart couldn't help but feel sad.
"Friend…" Master Chongdi Hu saw that Hansheng was still indecisive, so he slapped the Bengal tiger's head with his right hand and issued an order to kill.
With a "whoosh", Tiger Friend opened his bloody mouth and pounced on him at lightning speed…
Seeing that things were not going well, the "yin-faced man" Mo Mo turned around and ran away in panic.
With a "crack", blood splattered everywhere, and the baby girl had been bitten into two pieces…
Han Sheng held the unconscious little Caihua in his arms and silently looked at the baby girl's body that was broken into two pieces, feeling extremely sad.
The upper half of the baby girl's body lay at Han Sheng's feet, but she still raised her head with difficulty. There was a trace of extremely resentful eyes in her eyes. Her mouth was open, and two rows of bloody teeth opened and closed several times in a threatening manner at Han Sheng, then her lips closed and she died.
Han Sheng sighed deeply, leaned over to the dying Xizi and checked his injuries. Xizi just blinked weakly.
There were four large holes on the grayish-white belly of the sucker, and next to it were scratches from the Siamese cat's claws. The sucker was also damaged, and body fluids were still slowly oozing out.
Han Sheng opened the blue and white porcelain bottle again and smeared the "sweat" liquid on the wound of Xizi. As a faint green mist rose slowly, the damaged belly skin began to slowly grow and heal…
"It's absolutely amazing!" Master Chongdi Hu said in amazement.
"Its injuries are too severe. I'm afraid it can no longer travel with us. Only by returning to its familiar hometown, the Enmai River, can it have a glimmer of hope of survival," Han Sheng said softly. He knew very well that the suction tube must not be able to bump around on land again. "We need to send it back to Myanmar as soon as possible." Han Sheng carefully rolled up the suction tube and held it in his arms. The suction tube blinked with gratitude.
Everybody walked out of the inner hall and came to the main hall where Captain America was dead . Feng Sheng and the boy from Yancheng were guarding the "ghost man" of Mon Lacha Weng Bing with guns.
“Friend…” Master Chongdi Hu said softly, then he pressed the tiger’s head, and the Bengal tiger pounced on him and also bit the tattooed “yin-faced man” into two pieces.
Seeing that the matter in the palace had been resolved, Lu Taiguan said to Major Martin, "Captain Martin, you can call a helicopter over."
Major Martin nodded, took out the Vietnam War-era Motorola PRC-6 field walkie-talkie, pressed the switch to call Blair, who was on standby 10 kilometers away, and ordered the helicopter to take off immediately and rush directly to the palace to pick him up.
Ten minutes later, the roar of the engine was heard in the night sky, and the UH-1D helicopter slowly landed.
The helicopter took off with the surviving rescue team members on board, and headed northwest towards Myanmar as Han Sheng wished. Although Xizi was not a human being, it had saved Caihua many times and was loyal and righteous. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, Han Sheng hoped that it could survive.
"Wow, we're finally out of danger." The big parrot Dudu said with relief.
The helicopter crossed the Inthanon Mountains, crossed the Salween River on the Thai-Myanmar border, entered Myanmar, and then turned north towards Myitkyina.
On the plane, Han Sheng sat there in silence, thinking, holding Shen Caihua and the suction tube tightly in his arms.
In this battle, although some ghosts and sorcerers were eliminated, four of Lu Taiguan's nine mercenaries died, and Mo Mo was not rescued in the end. Even the baby girl and Mon Lachaweng Bing's true identity were not seen. The loss was really too great.
"Terminate Operation Alice." Han Sheng suddenly said.
"What? Terminate the operation?" Lu Taiguan said in surprise.
Han Sheng said firmly: "We must stop the rescue operation. Our losses are too great. These four team members also have family members. We cannot let more people die to save a baby."
"Han Sheng and Captain America are dead . Being a mercenary is a job that takes a lot of risk. Either you get a lot of money or you lose your life. They are all very clear about this and have already signed the contract." Lu Taiguan explained.
"But those four young men from South Vietnam, Myanmar and Thailand are all living people…" Han Sheng said with a sad face, "Let's stop it."
Lu Taiguan hesitated and conveyed Han Sheng's words to Major Martin. Martin hesitated for a moment, then said thoughtfully: "Mr. Lu, Han Sheng is right. Bangkok is the capital of Thailand. Our helicopters and guns cannot be used there. Mercenaries can still operate secretly in the northern mountainous areas of Indochina. If they were in the capital Bangkok, it would be too dangerous. Operation Alice can come to an end, but there is still the 50% commission…"
"Major Martin, I will pay you 100% of the commission. Okay, I agree to terminate the rescue operation." Lu Taiguan thought about it and finally said helplessly.
Just then, a shrill scream cut through the night sky.
In the cockpit, Blair cursed loudly: "Damn, the Burmese Air Force's jet fighter!"
Major Martin was shocked when he heard this, and hurried back to the cockpit. He looked up at the night sky. Under the moonlight, he saw a small silver-gray jet fighter flying directly in front of the UH-1D helicopter.
A few words in Burmese came over the radio, the tone was stern.
Major Martin grabbed the phone and said in English: "Please speak English. Please speak in English."
A clumsy English command came from the intercom: "Listen, UH-1D helicopter, you have violated Myanmar's airspace. Now I order you to make an emergency landing at Myitkyina Airport. I repeat, you have violated Myanmar's airspace. I order you to make an emergency landing at Myitkyina Airport!"
Major Martin pressed the button and replied calmly: "This is the 229th Helicopter Assault Battalion of the US Army. Repeat…"
"Nonsense! The Vietnam War has ended long ago, and the American soldiers have all gone back home. Who are you anyway?" the other party scolded impatiently.
"I am Major Martin from the 229th Helicopter Assault Battalion of the 1st Cavalry Division of the United States Army. Please be polite when you speak." Major Martin said as he signaled Blair to lower the flight altitude.
"Da da da…" The other party shook its wings, and several strings of tracer bullets passed over the side of the helicopter, issuing a warning.
Blair looked at Martin and said helplessly: "Martin, this is a Chinese-made J-6 jet fighter. It has three cannons, two air-to-air missiles, and a range of 2,000 kilometers. We can't defeat it…"