Samael had met him once before in the "Punk Paradise" on the 50th floor of the tower.
At that time, the blond magician Emil of the Sand Sea Guild lost the bet in the contract with him and was punished by the system. Then Emil was taken away by the driven Samael.
At that time, Samael was wrapped in a thick black robe, with his face hidden under a huge hood, just like now, with only a resolute chin exposed.
He didn't know Samael's name at that time, but he learned the name from Lin Jue later.
Samael.
Baili Xin repeated the name in his mind again.
The devil who represents "anger" in the myth of the seven deadly sins. He was once a high-level angel who followed the devil Lucifer and fell into the demon world.
This name is so vivid that it is hard to forget it once you hear it.
Ding! You received a friend request, please check.
The system sound suddenly rang in his mind, and Baili Xin subconsciously opened the chat taskbar.
Player Samael has sent you a friend request. Do you want to accept it
whether
Baili Xin glanced at Samael who was not far behind the other team. Under the cover of the huge hood, he couldn't see the other person's face, let alone his expression and gaze at the moment.
After thinking for a second, Baili Xin nodded yes.
The moment the friend request was approved, the other party sent a message: Hello, let me introduce myself, I am Samael, the vice president of the Sand Sea Guild.
Baili Xin: Hello, I am Baili Xin.
Samael: I know.
Baili Xin looked at the last three words Samael sent and hesitated.
I know
Should I go back then
Two seconds later, Samael's message was sent again.
Pay attention to the whip of the corpse driver. The sound of his bell is regular. When the whip falls, the bell will shake twice. You should breathe at that time. Remember, only breathe a little. Only when the bell shakes can the smell be covered by the sound.
Baili Xin stared at the words in the chat window in a daze.
Is the other party giving me a hint
Samael: Get ready, the whip is about to be raised.
Upon hearing this, Baili Xin looked at the corpse driver in front, and sure enough, the next moment after Samael sent the private message, the corpse driver raised his whip.
Then the whip fell and the bell rang.
Baili Xin took advantage of the opportunity to take a breath of air.
The zombies that were originally silent around suddenly looked up restlessly, sniffing the air tentatively.
Baili Xin held his breath. The zombies just sniffed for a moment and then gradually quieted down, jumping and moving forward again following the pace of the corpse driver.
From the front came the voices of the corpse drivers talking.
"Brother, what kind of world is this? How come so many people died out of nowhere? This is the first time I'm chasing so many corpses at the same time."
"Brother, it's a natural disaster, it's God's punishment, there's nothing we can do about it. But instead of feeling sorry for others, let's feel sorry for ourselves first. These corpses have been dead for six days. If we don't send them to Yanwang Town before dawn, they will turn into zombies."
"Don't worry, brother. There is a river five miles ahead. After we cross the river, we will see Yanwang Town. It's just getting dark now, so we will definitely make it in time. But I heard that Yanwang Town is not peaceful recently. There have been white clouds from time to time."
"Brother, I heard that Yanwang Town is suffering retribution. There is something weird in front of that town. We will not stay here after we send the corpse down. I will not stay for a moment longer."
"Retribution? What kind of retribution?"
"Aren't there many large and small charity cemeteries in Yanwang Town? People in the world say that Yanwang Town leads to the King of Hell's Palace. As long as a dead person is settled here and more paper money is burned in the King of Hell's Temple, the King of Hell will be bribed and the dead person will be reborn in a good way in the next life."
"As a result, some time ago, when someone went to Yanwang Town to send off a deceased relative, he found that the body of his relative had disappeared from the charity cemetery."
"Guess what?"
The two corpse drivers in front were one fat and one thin. The thin one was like a bamboo pole, thin and long, while the fat one was like a round ball, short and round.
The thin one is the eldest brother, and the fat one is the younger brother.
Hearing the fat brother ask this, the thin brother was also interested, "What happened later?"
Fat Brother: "Later they found the bodies of their relatives in the Hades' Palace, but the bodies had been chopped up and boiled in a pot."
"When they found it, there were still white intestines and lung slices floating on the pot. I heard that one person accidentally stepped on an eyeball and fainted on the spot. The hair and teeth that were not eaten were just thrown on the straw mat."
"Hiss," the thin brother shuddered, "Is this true? Is this so disgusting? Why do you want to stew human flesh? Is it for eating?"
The fat brother blinked his two green bean-sized eyes and chuckled twice, "I'm afraid you won't believe it, but the two beggars in the town found this pot of meat. It is said that they smelled a very fragrant □□ in the Hades' Palace. The two were so hungry that they thought it was a gift from the Hades."
"As soon as we entered, we saw a pot of steaming meat. The two of us didn't have much to eat, so we just scooped it out with a spoon and took a few bites."
The fat brother stopped talking again: "Brother, guess what it tastes like?"
The thin brother shook his head like a rattle: "I don't know, I don't know, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me now."
Fat Brother: "They said they had never eaten such delicious meat. When they had wolfed down several mouthfuls, a piece of finger suddenly emerged from the bottom of the pot, which scared the two little beggars."
Skinny brother: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's scary, but is human flesh really that delicious?"
Fat brother: "Well, who knows? We haven't seen it in person, maybe it's just a rumor. Those two little beggars have never seen the world, maybe they have never eaten meat in their lives, so they say it's delicious because they smell it."
Thin brother: "What does the curse of Yanwang Town have to do with it?"
Fat brother: "The next point is this. This family sent their relatives thousands of miles away so that they could have a final resting place, but they didn't expect this to be the outcome. They were so angry that they smashed the Yama Temple."
"Not long after that, people began to die mysteriously in Yanwang Town. They all died in tragic ways. It was said that the family destroyed the Yanwang Palace and caused the wrath of the King of Hell, so the King of Hell punished them."
Thin brother: "Fuck, shouldn't the divine punishment be for those who destroyed the Hades Temple? Why are others being punished as well?"
The fat brother shrugged and swung the whip in his hand: "Who knows, maybe the King of Hell will blame those people for not protecting the King of Hell's Temple well."
There was a full moon overhead, shining brightly. A sudden gust of cold wind blew by, and the leaves made an eerie rustling sound.
The thin brother shuddered: "Brother, you scared us, let's go quickly. Finish the job quickly, take the money and leave."
The fat brother frowned and said, "Yes, big brother. There are two less corpses among us. What should we do if the number is wrong at the right time?"
Brother Thin: "That's easy. When we come across a grave or a corpse, we can just take two of them to make up the number. They don't know what these two corpses look like anyway."
The fat brother said: "Brother, that's a good idea."
They talked as they walked, cracking whips and ringing bells several times.
In this bottomless forest, there was no one else except them, not even the cawing of crows or the chirping of insects.
Samael sent a message to Bailixin again: There will be danger next, be careful.
Baili Xin: How dangerous
Samael: I don’t know yet, but look up at the moon.
Baili Xin floated towards the sky without a trace, and a huge dark cloud floated from somewhere. The dark cloud soon set its sights on the moon. Not long after, the moon was completely covered by the dark cloud and completely disappeared in the cloud.
Also disappearing was the flowing moonlight.
The woods suddenly became pitch black.
At the far end of the unfocused space, Baili Xin vaguely heard the sound of some musical instruments.
The bell of the corpse driver in front rang, but this time it was not the rhythmic swing as before, but a rapid and high-pitched continuous shaking.
Samael: Stop.
The moment the zombie in front stopped, Baili Xin also stopped.
Samael: This is the ringtone that controls Jiang Shi to stop. Just stand still like the other zombies.
Baili Xin stopped and focused on the content of Samael's private chat.
Something's not right.
Samael seemed to be paying too much attention to himself, and he seemed to be very familiar with everything.
Baili Xin: You seem to know all of this. Have you experienced this before
Samael: No, I am familiar with the rules because I have a skill called [Prophet].
This skill allows me to see the future plot changes. The closer the time is to the present, the clearer I can see it. If the time is far away from the present, I can't see the picture clearly, but I can vaguely feel whether this situation is dangerous or beneficial.
Baili Xin: I see the changes in the moon, but I can't see any danger, is that right
This is a very useful technique, man.
Samael: Thank you for the compliment.
As the two were talking, the sound in front became closer and closer, and Baili Xin finally heard clearly what the sound was.
That was the sound of suona.
Two suonas chased each other, but the contents of the high-pitched music were completely different.
Two corpse drivers stood nervously in front. They did not move, and led the zombies to stand quietly in the same place, as if they were dead.
Baili Xin held his breath, and the two suona sounds seemed to be accelerating, getting closer and closer.
He opened his eyes and saw an extremely strange scene.
Two teams appeared on his left and right at the same time.
In one team, there were people wearing highly saturated bright red robes and carrying bright red sedan chairs. They were beating gongs and drums and playing suona and singing joyful hymns.
The other team was all in mourning clothes, carrying a black coffin in the middle. The sound of suona was solemn and low.
The sound of suona is either about ascending to heaven or worshipping in the hall.
Oh my goodness, I saw them all at once.
Baili Xin saw the two corpse drivers swallowing their saliva. They clenched their hands holding the bells tightly, and their faces turned red from holding their breath.
The wedding procession carrying the big red sedan chair and the funeral procession carrying the coffin met in front of the corpse-driving procession.
The thick red of blood and the bloodless white were forcefully rubbed together.
The soul-calling banner and the wedding flag entangled in the air for a moment, then gradually separated.
Vaguely, Baili Xin could still hear the different but equally strange singing of the two teams.
He heard the wedding procession singing: "It is almost midnight, the King of Hell wants to marry a wife. Mortals, please stay away, ghosts, please don't disturb me. The King of Hell's wife, my pretty lady, please get on the bridal sedan quickly."
He heard the funeral procession singing: "The King of Hell ordered you to die at three o'clock in the morning, and will not let you stay until five. The King of Hell laughs, the judge cries, the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Guards lead the way, hurry up and walk onto Mengpo Bridge."
The two teams merged together in the woods, then quickly separated and left.
The red and white team completely disappeared, and the strange dark clouds above their heads slowly dissipated, revealing the still clear and bright moonlight.
The two corpse drivers breathed a long sigh of relief, and leaned against the tree trunk in a panic, gasping for breath.
The thin brother wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Fuck, we shouldn't have taken this trip."
"It's so unlucky! We actually ran into the red and white clash. Damn it, luckily we are good at holding our breath."
"Hoo, hoo," the fat brother took big gulps of the fresh air he had regained, "Stop talking, big brother. I almost suffocated to death just now. If those ghost uncles had left a little later, I would have been dead."
The thin brother stood with his dry fingers leaning against the tree trunk, "Let's go, my left eyelid keeps twitching. Let's finish this order quickly, we won't be in this hellhole town again."
"Wait, wait a moment," the fat brother supported his knees with his hands, "Let me rest for a while. I feel a little short of oxygen."
The thin brother looked around vigilantly, his voice a little panicked, "Let's rest while walking, walk slowly, I'm worried that the red and white ghost uncle will appear again."
Seeing that he couldn't persuade the thin brother, the fat brother had to compromise: "Okay, okay, let's go."
Samael's message was sent again: Start moving forward in one second.
Just as the news was received, two corpse drivers, one fat and one thin, walked to the front of the team at the same time, raising the whips in their hands.
Baili Xin followed the team slowly, his mind still immersed in the two songs sung by the red and white teams.
It's simply too magical.
He almost sang along just now.
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Studio.
Tsk, I would like to call Xin Shen a model worker. The donkeys in the production team are not as hardworking as him. Didn’t he just graduate from school? How come he became a deputy again in the blink of an eye? And this time he is an S-level deputy
Is the point about this S-level deputy? The point is that the character of Xin Shen is actually a zombie. Hahaha, what I mean is that Xin Shen's luck value has never let me down.
The hooded man seems to be a player as well. He finally found someone as unlucky as God Xin. Hahahaha.
He is the vice president of the Sand Sea Guild, named Samael, and is known as the most mysterious man in the Sand Sea Guild. Every time I see him, his face is covered, and I guess even his bedmate doesn't know his true face.
Pillowmate? He still has a pillowmate
According to unverified gossip, he was very close to the blond magician in the Sand Sea Guild, and they were seen walking out of the same room several times.
Wow, this is so exciting.
! ! ! I am not, I don't! I have nothing to do with Samael, don't talk nonsense! Be careful or I will tear your mouth apart!
? Hahaha, no way, is the guy above a real blonde magician, or is he pretending? Did he just eat the melon in front of others
To explain is to cover up, and to cover up means to have a reason.
Bah, only a ghost would have anything to do with this pervert! He is just a lunatic.
I won't go into gossip, let's just talk about the red and white collision just now, it was so exciting! This kind of near-death and new extreme tug, how could it be so weird.
Am I the only one who is paying attention to the phrase "pretty bride" in the wedding procession? What kind of pretty bride is that
Hahaha, no matter what, he is definitely not as good-looking as Xin Shen. I will not accept any rebuttal, Xin Shen is the best-looking.
Do you think that there is a possibility that God Xin’s excellent luck will make him the bride of the King of Hell
Now, please welcome the cursing God Xin.
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The moon above their heads had changed position. After a group of people skipped and walked for a long time, the scene in front of them finally changed from the unchanging tree-lined mountain road to a slowly turbulent river.
Samael: Oh no, time to cross the river.
Baili Xin: What's wrong
Samael: Do you have any levitation gadgets
Baili Xin rummaged through his backpack and found the floating card that he had stuffed in the corner: There is one, what's wrong
Samael: It's OK. You'll know why later. Use this item when you cross the river. I'll meet you as soon as possible.
Baili Xin was confused at first, but the next second he understood when he saw how the zombies crossed the river.
Two corpse drivers crossed the river on a small homemade sheep raft, swinging whips in their hands as they swam.
The zombies behind slowly caught up. Their bodies were stiff yet light. They jumped into the river mechanically and jumped on the surface of the river so easily that only a layer of light ripples appeared on the water surface.
These real zombies are actually suspended on the water.
The voice of the escape system rang in Baili Xin's mind. "Sir, in the ancient corpse-driving in western Hunan, the corpse-drivers initially used long wooden boards to drive the corpses."
They would first use a kind of medicine to soften and thicken some of the corpses, then lift all the corpses' hands and place them on the shoulders of the corpse in front, and then use a long wooden board to support the corpses' arms.
There were two corpse drivers at the front and the end of the team. They carried the corpses forward like carrying a carrying pole.
Later, the corpse-driving school was upgraded and improved, and the wooden boards that hindered it were gradually removed. The improved drugs made the corpses temporarily become action puppets, moving according to the whips and bells of the corpse-driving people. However, although his hands were freed, Gu Li's heavy transformation was still left behind.
Zombies step on the water like mayflies floating on the water, and the tension of the water lifts them up.
Baili Xin: That’s how it is.
As they were talking, the corpse driver in front suddenly shouted, "Get back here!"
Baili Xin saw from the corner of his eye that Samael had quickly left the team and was moving quickly into the dark woods.
The zombies stood there in a daze. When the fat brother saw the zombies running away, he turned around with his clumsy round body to chase them. But before he could adjust the direction, he was pulled back by the thin brother's long and thin arms like bamboo poles: "Wait, stop chasing."
The fat brother rode the sheepskin raft and turned twice in the water, wondering, "Why?! We've already lost two corpses, and it will be even harder to report if we lose this one more."
The thin brother pointed to the top of his head and said, "Look at the sky. It's going to be dawn soon. That zombie is running so fast. We can't catch up with it."
"If we get ourselves involved in trying to catch him, it won't be worth it."
"We can catch two or three. We can just catch three corpses and fool them."
The fat brother looked at the moon gradually falling towards the mountain above his head, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, let's do it! We have to hurry up!"
When it was Baili Xin's turn, he took out the floating prop.
Ding! Congratulations to the player for using 1 floating item. This item is a consumable item and can be used once.
After using this item, your body will become low-weight and float above any material for 5 minutes.
A ball of faint white light slowly appeared above Baili Xin. The next second, Baili Xin felt his body getting lighter, as if it was about to float off the ground.
He blended into the zombies calmly and crossed the river smoothly.
After crossing the river, Baili Xin saw a towering gate appear in front of him.
Stones and metals were piled up on top of each other, forming a beast head with wide-open eyes and a huge gluttonous mouth. The city gate was the mouth of the beast head.
Sharp metal fangs were embedded on both sides of the city gate, flashing a cold glow under the moonlight.
At first glance, it seemed as if they were about to walk into the beast's mouth and become its meal.
On top of the beast’s head, there were a few large characters written in a flamboyant style: Yanwang Town.
The moment he saw the beast-head gate, the fat brother who had been worried all the time finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, it's not easy, we finally got to the town of Hades, where can we find the body?"
The thin brother glanced around the door, then raised his head and sniffed the air for a moment, "I smell it, follow me."
Baili Xin: "..."
It’s incredible! This corpse driver was born in the year of the dog.
The corpse driver led the zombies along the outer wall of Yanwang Town. They walked around the corner and finally saw a ground behind Yanwang Town that was different in color from the other soils.
The color of the soil is very fresh, it looks like it has just been renovated.
The thin brother sniffed around the place and nodded: "Here it is. I smell a corpse in there. Hurry up and dig. Daybreak will soon arrive."
The two men were action men. They took out folding shovels from their backpacks and started digging the soil frantically.
But in just ten minutes, they dug up the ground and pulled out three bodies.
"What a fresh corpse! The body isn't completely stiff yet." The fat brother took out medicine from his backpack and sprinkled it on the corpse. A minute later, the already dead corpse suddenly jumped up by itself and silently jumped to the back of the team.
Baili Xin glanced at the corpse out of the corner of his eye. His face was covered with scars crisscrossing each other, and his face was bloody and mangled, as if it had been torn apart by a wild beast.
The thin brother's voice was somewhat happy: "Without these corpses, their faces would have been ruined long ago. These are fine, and it saves us a lot of effort."
The fat brother saw goose bumps on his ferocious face and said, "But brother, don't you think there's something weird about this body? Will someone find out about this wound and expose it?"
The thin brother said: "Oh, who dares to expose it? These corpses are so limp, it's obvious that they died not long ago. They were hastily buried here without a funeral. It's not worthy of being seen."
"He buried the body in an ignominious way, and you still dare to point the finger at him? You are just swallowing your anger."
"Change these people into our special corpse clothes, so no one will notice."
The fat brother was still a little scared, but since the thin brother had said so, he had no choice but to do as he was told.
The two men quickly found three sets of Gu Qing's clothes from their luggage and put them on the three corpses, and then pasted yellow paper on their unrecognizable faces.
By the time I finished all this, the moon above my head had already set and the sky was turning pale.
The two men hastily filled the land, and the thin elder brother said anxiously: "The rooster is about to crow, time is running out, hurry up and leave!"
They walked into Yanwang Town in a panic. Baili Xin did not turn his neck abruptly because he had to play the role of a zombie, but he still saw the scene in front of him and on both sides of his eyes clearly.
The ground was covered with paper money, white and yellow, scattered all over.
On both sides of the street, white soul-calling banners can be seen everywhere, and from time to time there will be white silk hanging in front of the door.
The streets are now empty, without a single person. Just looking at the paper money on the ground and the spirit-calling banners and white silks around, it is hard to imagine that this is actually an inhabited town.
The fat brother swallowed and said, "Brother, this wasn't the case last time we met, right?"
The thin brother's face was also very pale. In the silent street, he lowered his voice but it was still a little loud: "I have been chasing corpses for so many years. I am not afraid of anything, but I also consider myself to be very brave. Looking at this town today, I am a little scared."
Fat Brother: "Don't those guests outside know that Yanwang Town has been established? Otherwise, why would they entrust us to send so many corpses to salvation?"
Brother Thin: "Who cares if they know it or not? We just pay them and make money. They let us drive corpses so we can make money. Otherwise, we'll be hungry. To put it bluntly, they're just transporting goods. Why don't we ask about anything that's not our business?"
Fat brother: "You are right. I still need to take the money back to marry a wife. Qiaomei is still waiting for me at home. Hiss, where is the charity cemetery?"
He looked around the street for a moment, then his voice rose involuntarily: "Found it!"
The high-pitched voice echoed in the lifeless street, and the next second his own echo was heard on the empty road.
-found.
—Yes.
—Yes.
It was clearly the same voice, yet it carried an indescribable weirdness.
It was as if that was not his own voice, but something else imitating his words and shouting back at him from a distance.
The fat brother was frightened. He shrank his neck and said tremblingly, "Let's go, let's go quickly."
The two of them quickly arrived in front of the charity cemetery, and the pale sky in the distance gradually began to be replaced by the fiery red sunrise.
Their movements had begun to become somewhat flustered, and the fingers holding the whip and bell began to tremble constantly.
The two men pounded on the door of the charity cemetery with all their might, and the strange knocking sound echoed again in the empty streets around them.
—Boom! Boom! Boom!
—Boom! Boom!
Just as the morning glow completely covered the horizon, the tightly closed charity cemetery was finally opened.
The two men hurriedly drove the zombies in, shaking the bells in their hands desperately, and with the other hand they took out some white powder from their pockets and sprinkled it on the zombies.
The zombie that was standing upright in the last second lay obediently on the ground in the next second, losing its ability to move.
Baili Xin mixed in with the zombies, holding his breath, his eyes and his ears perked up.
"Why are you opening the door just now?" Amid the thin brother's accusations, a rooster crowed, "Doesn't the charity cemetery open at night?"
The fat brother was already sweating profusely. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve, looked at the slowly rising sun in the sky with a pale face, and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately we made it in time."
The owner of the charity cemetery was an old man. He spoke in a hoarse voice: "It's not my fault. Who doesn't lock their door at night? Ever since those two people offended the King of Hell, people have been missing from every household. We had no choice but to lock the door."
The old man glanced at the corpses on the ground and asked: "So many this time?"
The thin brother took out a square piece of white paper from his backpack and said, "Yes, there are a lot of them. This is the list of these people, and at the back is the money they gave."
There was a jingle and the coins fell on the table. "Please count them and see if they are enough."
"Hey, what's the matter? It's not the first day we've worked together. Haven't I counted the money you gave me?"
Although the old man said this, his hands moved quickly and he tapped the gold coins without hesitation.
"Yes, yes, the money is counted correctly." The old man's hoarse voice slowly approached the body lying quietly on the ground, "I still need to check the number of people."
The old man supported himself with a cane and walked slowly on the ground with heavy steps.
"Tsk, tsk, this kid is so young, but his prime years are gone, ah."
"This one too, is in the prime of life, eh."
The old man's voice was getting closer and closer, and suddenly, he stopped in front of Baili Xin, "This man is so handsome, what a pity."
Baili Xin stood there, waiting for the old man to move to the next corpse.
The next second, the old man’s words almost made him come back to life.
"But it doesn't matter. With such a pretty face, Lord Yama might like it."
“Don’t circle this.”
Baili Xin: "..."
The pretty wife of King Yama
Goodbye!
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Studio.
Hahaha, God Xin: It’s so hard for me.
God Xin: Damn, it’s another day for the lustful people.
Help, help, help! My scalp went numb when I saw the paper money and spirit-calling banners scattered all over the floor.
Is this a cemetery horror story? I'm going to explode.
Especially when the echo is sounding, I'm afraid that after the echo ends, it will be followed by "hehe" or "shit". I'm just imagining this myself, and my scalp is numb.
I found that we should not imagine anything. In fact, we are not afraid, but our extended imagination gives us too much fear information. Just like the Yanwang Town we saw, what is there to be afraid of? It's just paper money and soul-calling banners all over the floor. We imagine ghosts and monsters because we keep imagining them. As long as we don't think in that direction, it's fine. Come on, I can't do it anymore. I'll rub the goose bumps first.
… Bro, I think you’re being funny.
Do you think the seven deadly sins are a bit strange
Seven deadly sins? What seven deadly sins
It was the vice president of the Sand Sea Guild, Samael, the Lord of Wrath among the Seven Deadly Sins. Although I couldn't see his face, I always felt that he was always looking at Xin Shen. I don't know if it was my illusion.
Ah, I didn't notice it, is it the one who ran away just now? Who cares? Even the president of the Sand Sea Guild is no match for Xin Shen. He is just a vice president, not enough evidence.
You're drifting, bro.
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Baili Xin felt someone poking his arm, and then the old man continued to look back.
When they looked at the last three, the fat and thin corpse drivers suddenly became nervous.
The old man stood in front of the three corpses and examined them for a long time. His eyes gradually changed from indifference to questioning. He looked at the three corpses, then at the fat and thin corpse drivers in the distance.
Just when the fat and thin corpse drivers were about to be exposed, the old man slowly asked, "What's the story behind the scratches on the faces of these three people?"
The fat brother's shoulders stiffened and he subconsciously looked at the thin brother beside him.
The thin brother coughed lightly, and a regretful expression instantly appeared on his face: "These three people are also very good people, but one time when they were climbing a mountain, they accidentally rolled down the cliff and hit their faces on the sharp gravel, and they became like this."
"You must give these three people a good burial. They are so pitiful."
The old man looked at the list for a while, then nodded: "So that's how it is. I understand."
The thin brother asked tentatively: "Why are you suddenly asking us this?"
Old man: "No reason, I just wonder why the wound is so damaged."
Both sides were smart people. They answered each other one by one and no one was involved.
Seeing that he could not get any information out of him, the corpse driver did not bother any more. "Did you check everything? Then I will deliver the corpses to you. Write us a certificate and stamp it so that we can report back."
The old man looked at the two corpse drivers with a twinkling look in his eyes: "It's just now. Didn't you all stay in the town to rest for a few days before leaving? Why are you in such a hurry this time?"
The skinny corpse driver shouted, "No, we should stay a few more days. This brat's wife is about to be born. We are out here just to earn money for milk powder."
The old man glanced at the two corpse drivers with a deep gaze and said regretfully, "In this case, I can't keep you here. Wait for me for five minutes."
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Five minutes later, the old man handed the delivery certificate to the corpse driver and watched the two men hurriedly leave, his eyes gradually becoming weird.