Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 312: The fragrance of three corpses

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Where does the smell of corpses come from in the house

Fangzheng looked around,

In the end, his eyes settled on Wang Youcai who was in a daze at the door.

To be more precise, it was the three incense sticks that Wang Youcai's eyes were fixed on.

corpse smell,

It was the lingering smoke from the extinguishing of the three incense sticks.

Fangzheng was surprised, and was about to take a closer look when someone spoke in the dark room.

"Do you know that incense in this world cannot be burned randomly, otherwise, it is easy to worship the wrong ghosts and gods, and in the end it is easy to invite ghosts and gods, but it is difficult to send ghosts to gods."

"It's like the ancients divided into "Forty-eight Fragrances of Good and Evil" and "Thirty-six Fragrances of Worshiping Gods" when offering incense. In "Forty-eight Fragrances of Good and Evil", there are incenses of disease, evil, and thieves."

""Thirty-Six Fragrances for Respecting the Gods" is based on Xiang Daxin's invitation to the gods. The so-called "a pillar of real incense communicates, and the sage Gaozhen sends blessings."

It turned out that the person who spoke was the baby-faced man.

He was talking to the young girl next to him.

Listening to this tone, it seems to be preaching in the tone of an elder instructing a younger generation.

Fangzheng quietly eavesdropped, this is a rare extracurricular expansion question.

Incense of evil things: Within seven days, enemies will come to your door or there will be bloody disasters.

Thieves and Steals Incense: In the early days, local bandits robbed, and in the evening, thieves patronized the house. This is the incense for money loss.

The baby-faced men introduced them one by one.

"However, you don't have to worry about people with malicious intentions making trouble. "Forty-eight Fragrances of Good and Evil" and "Thirty-six Fragrances of Worshiping Gods" are different from folk methods in terms of special production process and special incense method. There are not many people who understand it, and you should never meet it in your life. Even I have only heard of it, and have never seen it with my own eyes."

The boy-faced man with vicissitudes of life in his thirties and forties continued to say to the young girl in an elder tone: "The above are all digressions, you only need to know roughly, the most important thing to know is in "Forty-eight Fragrances of Good and Evil" and In addition to the "Thirty-six Fragrances of Worshiping the Gods", there is also a special incense collection called "The Seventy-two Fragrances of Disha."

"The records in "The Seventy-two Fragrances of Disha" are all sorcery that deals with ghosts, not with living people. For example, the three incense sticks in front of you, do you smell the smell of corpses, and you don't smell the usual The sandalwood, the fragrance of incense sticks?"

"Because this is not ordinary incense, but the incense of three corpses."

Fangzheng listened attentively.

According to the boy-faced man, the three incense sticks in Wang Youcai's hand were different from ordinary incense sticks, they were called Three Corpse Incense.

The incense of the three corpses is made by burning and refining the three corpses of a mother, a son, and a dead resentment.

This is dedicated to evil spirits.

After the evil spirits have satiated with incense, they will not trouble the owner of the house. At the same time, the smell of the three corpses is extremely smelly, and it can also blind the breath of the living, so that some evil spirits, wild monsters, and lonely ghosts cannot see the people in the house.

To give the simplest example, when carrying a dead body, the mortician will use the incense of the three corpses...

Fangzheng's heart skipped a beat.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly ordinary way of incense can be involved so much.

If it is said that "The Forty-Eight Fragrances of Good and Evil" was burned to people,

"Thirty-Six Fragrances of God Respect" is to ask the gods from heaven,

Then this "Seventy-two Fragrances of Disha" is for ghosts.

People, gods and ghosts are all competing for incense.

"Instructor Lin, you mentioned these incense books, each of which requires a special production method and burning technique, but Wang Youcai took the three corpses incense and lit it directly with a lighter. This seems...a bit contradictory, right?" Hu Sisi asked. doubt.

After speaking, he stuck out his tongue playfully: "Of course, I don't doubt the professionalism of Instructor Lin, but I really don't understand the relationship here."

The baby-faced man: "There are no absolutes in everything. Ordinary people can also use Sanshixiang. It's just that the effect will be greatly reduced. Seven or eight out of ten of the effect will be removed, and the final real effect will be at most two or three out of ten."

Hu Sisi nodded thoughtfully.

Fangzheng also nodded with relish.

At this moment, suddenly, click, rumble, another bolt of lightning strikes from the sky.

At this time, Wang Youcai was still squatting at the door and crazily lit the incense of the three corpses. The door opened, and the thunder light instantly illuminated the originally dark room, but immediately there was a loud cry in the room.

"Oh it's you!"

"Shuke! Beta!"

With the help of the thunder light to illuminate the room for a moment, Hu Sisi finally recognized Fang Zheng whose voice was familiar all along.

Fangzheng also recognized the opposite girl who had a stomachache during menstruation, and suddenly had a toothache: "So it's you, that ten million!"

It is not difficult to understand why Hu Sisi appeared here.

After each supernatural event, for the sake of maintaining social stability, the people in the Special Operations Department always have someone to "falsify memory" and take care of the aftermath.

"Don't mention 10 million more!" Hu Sisi scratched her head and stomped her feet angrily.

On the contrary, it was the baby-faced man, Instructor Lin whom Hu Sisi called, looking at the two quarreling with interest.

When the baby-faced man learned the whole story, he looked at Fang Zheng with a smile and said, "It turns out that we are all acquaintances."

"No wonder I hit it off with my donkey friend."

"I heard that you nicknamed Zhang Qiwu Zhang Butcher, and you also nicknamed the guy who always pretends to be a gentle scholar Zuo Qianhu. The two of you often call each other brothers. You and I, as friends who met a bosom friend in a foreign land, can today Meeting here is also fate, why don't you give me a nickname too?"

The baby-faced man looked at Fang Zheng expectantly.

At this time, everyone put down their guard and came together.

Fangzheng was surprised at first, he could not shy away from Butcher Zhang and Zuo Qianhu, so could this guy in front of him be at the same level as Butcher Zhang and them

The status is a bit higher than the general members of the special operations department!

But then, Fangzheng felt a toothache, and he defended himself: "I really didn't get the nickname Zuo Qianhu, I'm innocent."

The baby-faced man didn't seem to listen to the words, and urged: "Give me a nickname too, it must be more domineering than Butcher Zhang and Zuo Qianhu."

Fangzheng's face darkened,

The one in front of me didn't listen to his explanation at all, okay

Besides, you already have a baby face, which doesn't match domineering at all. Isn't this making him twist the melon

"Why don't you call him the head teacher?" Fangzheng suggested in a low voice.

"I heard ten million call you Instructor Lin. I feel that only the instructor is more in line with your domineering aura. The instructor means an ancient instructor, and the instructor is the chief instructor, the leader of the instructors."

"Furthermore, your surname is also Lin, the coach of the 800,000 Imperial Army in history. The verdict of the coach in history is that Lin Chong is the most simple and loyal, and he is famous and gathers heroes everywhere." He is also known as Xiao Zhang Fei among the people. "

"Zhang Fei is domineering enough, a famous general of the Three Kingdoms, brave and ten thousand enemies!"

"And you are not the coach, you are the coach of the capital, you are the king of the coaches, and others are Xiao Zhang Fei, then you are the modern Zhang Fei."

Fangzheng gave a thumbs up to the baby-faced man, Number 1.

Abbreviated as NB.

(end of this chapter)