"My name is Lin Shou."
"I am an ordinary corpse stitcher."
"This job is low class, but there's nothing I can do about it. I'm a fool after all!"
"Well, actually I don't have any skills, and I'm too lazy to do hard labor, so I can only live by spending money on money and money!"
"For dead people like these, even though their money has long been taken away, there is always a chance that some money is left."
"Although it's a little taboo, I'm not afraid. Is there anything scarier than being poor in this world?"
"We had a good harvest today. The government sent an old man here. I heard from the corpse sewer next door, Lao Wang, that he must have seen something he shouldn't have seen and died of excitement."
"Hey, what's an old man supposed to watch, a widow bathing in the middle of the night?"
"Look at my skilled corpse-searching skills. I'll take it out, I'll take it out. Ugh! You poor bastard, I only found ten copper coins in my underwear."
"Hey, others eat meat, I drink soup, ten copper coins are enough for my meal, not bad, not bad!"
"Well, this old man's clothes are pretty good. Take them off and send them to the old clothes dealer tomorrow. Maybe they can be worth two coppers."
"It's time to call it a day. The old man wasn't seriously injured. I didn't do any work and I made 12 copper coins. It's great. Let's go have a drink!"
"Today I found out that the tofu shop owner is really flirtatious. What a jerk. She doesn't care about chastity, and she only does things to seduce men. Damn, I squeezed for a long time before I could grab two pieces of tofu dregs."
"I touched the old man with my hand and found that he was not completely cold yet. I waited a little longer. When he was completely cold, I put him in the coffin and burned him up. There would be no taboos!"
"Even our ancestors were afraid of fire, so why aren't you, a lonely ghost, afraid of fire?"
"It was dark, and just as I was drinking a little wine and eating tofu, someone knocked on the door outside. Let me go out and take a look."
"… "
"I'm back again. It turned out to be the corpse stitcher from next door, Lao Wang, who came to visit. He said he just saw a madman, a naked old man walking around on the street, but no one else saw him, so he had to come to find me."
"Oh!"
"Poor old Wang, I heard that he had one leg and one arm broken because he slept with someone else's wife, and his life force was broken, so he had no choice but to become a corpse stitcher."
"Alas, he was already very pitiful, and now he has mental problems. It seems that he is not far from death."
"This guy next door used to be a happy and romantic man, and his life was perfect. I'm waiting for the day when I can find a wall to hang out with him."
"Damn, you slutty tofu seller, this tofu tastes terrible!"
"The guy who sold the wine was a jerk, and he even mixed it with water. If I hadn't gotten any money today, I would have bought three pounds of pig's head meat!"
"Why is there someone knocking on the door in the middle of the night? It must be that old Wang next door again. Why the hell is he so restless? I'll go out and open the door and scold him!"
…
…
"Russell, what do you think about this?"
Uncle Jiu frowned and handed the diary covered with bloody fingerprints to Russell. He felt that most people who wrote diaries had special hobbies.
Little Russell would definitely be able to get along well with Lin Shou, after all, they both like to write diaries.
Russell didn't mind the diary being dirty, because the bloodstains seemed to be printed on, not glued on.
Weird again!
It was the first time for him to read someone else's diary. When he took the diary and read it carefully, his expression was particularly wonderful.
Russell originally thought that his netizens in his previous life were all extremely powerful warriors, but he didn't expect to meet someone even more courageous than them.
Under the protection of the big river crab, you can mess around, summon the spirit of the pen, dance on the grave, and have fun however you want.
There are no big river crabs here, and this one called Lin Shou is so ferocious. Are all the corpse-sewers fools
He suddenly felt that there was a word that was particularly appropriate for this corpse-stitcher, and it of course came from the mouth of the omnipotent Xun Ge'er.
Diary of a madman!
I looked through the diary carefully and saw two bloody words: eaten!
While Russell was reading the diary, Uncle Jiu began to pace around the room with a rather unhappy look on his face. It seemed that Lin Shou had some connection with him.
The two have worked together for several years. Although he was a smart guy before, he never expected that he would become so stupid now.
well!
Uncle Jiu looked a little lost. Whenever there was war and chaos, the evil spirits in the world would be overwhelming, the ghost officials would act much slower, and it would become difficult to bring back souls.
The battlefield is a meat grinder, with unrest everywhere and the death toll is hundreds of times greater than in times of peace and prosperity.
There are frozen corpses on the road, this has become the norm. In troubled times, demons are rampant and ghosts appear frequently. Whenever this happens, it is the most helpless time for those who practice Taoism!
Maintaining peace in a region will become a luxury.
You never know when someone might die at the hands of a ghost.
Uncle Jiu frowned as he looked at Lin Shou, who was sitting on the bed drooling, and couldn't help but look away.
People have three souls and seven spirits, and Lin Shou was originally missing one soul. He appeared to be bold, or what people call a fool, stupid and foolish.
Now, another soul has been scared away, and we don’t know where it was scared from. It’s best not to be eaten by ghosts!
"Master, I think this matter is very strange!"
Russell looked at the diary in his hand and fell into deep thought, "This handprint doesn't look like the handprint of a living person, but the handprint of a dead person."
He touched his chin with his hand. "Based on my experience of watching Conan kill people more than a thousand times, this must be a premeditated murder!"
“Bang!”
A slap landed on Russell's head, and Uncle Jiu snorted, "You're so frivolous every day. Can this be used as a joke?"
Although he said that, he was still wondering who this Conan was. He was so cruel and had killed more than a thousand people.
So terrible!
"Master Lin!"
A hoarse voice came from the door. Uncle Jiu turned his head and found a timid man outside the door.
He knew this person, he was Lin Shou’s next-door neighbor, Lao Wang!
Old Wang looked hesitant and whispered, "Last night at midnight, I heard a knock on Erhanzi's door. I quietly looked out and saw a naked old man!"
The more he spoke, the more terrified he became, and his eyes could not stop looking at the dead body lying in the middle of the house that had been dealt with by Lin Shou.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes last night, even if Lao Wang's other leg was broken, he would never have believed that people could live again after death!
He walked slowly step by step and knocked on Lin Shou's door with an expressionless face.
Just looking at him made my back go cold and I got goose bumps all over!
Uncle Jiu remained silent, looking straight at Old Wang next door, then looked down at Russell, who nodded slightly.
"I already know. Don't worry, this evil spirit can be eliminated today!" Uncle Jiu pulled out the peach wood sword in his hand and stabbed it directly into the dead body next to him.
The dead body kept thrashing about, with smoke coming out of it, looking extremely miserable. Old Wang next door was so scared that he nodded his head repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, with Master Lin here, I, I feel relieved!"
He was so frightened that he limped away, fearing that Uncle Jiu would stab him with a sword.
Uncle Jiu watched Lao Wang next door leave, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Russell, what do you think?"
"I think there must be something fishy about this!"
“Bang!”
"Speak human language!"
Russell pouted and looked at Uncle Nine with resentment. He found that Uncle Nine always liked to take direct action recently.
Although he didn't know why, Russell felt that Uncle Nine must be jealous of his looks!
Of course!
He rubbed his head and began to speak seriously, "There are still doubts about this matter. If what the neighbor Lao Wang saw was really the dead old man, then one thing doesn't make sense!"
Uncle Jiu was stunned. How come he didn't notice the suspicious point
His eyes rolled, his face was serious, he coughed dryly, and said seriously, "Not bad, little Russell, you have figured it out. Tell me about it, I want to see if it is the same as what I think!"
Let’s see how Uncle Nine, who is well versed in human nature, tricks Russell with just three sentences!
Russell was like being possessed by Detective Conan at this moment. He subconsciously pushed his nose with his hand, but it was in vain.
He put his hand down awkwardly and pointed at the old man's body. "If he was the one strolling outside last night and scared Lin Shou silly, then why are the soles of his feet so clean?"
Uncle Jiu looked down and saw the old man lying there quietly, naked, not lying face up like a dead person.
They are all men, but there is no taboo.
The old man was skinny, his skin was covered with spots, his eyes were wide open and pale, revealing fear.
It was as if he had seen something before he died, and it was definitely not what was written in Lin Shou’s diary, climbing over the wall to watch a widow taking a bath!
etc!
Uncle Jiu was stunned. Climbing over the wall
He suddenly realized something. Could it be that this old man saw something while climbing over the wall
He shook his head helplessly again. There were too few clues and he couldn't make blind guesses like this.
Although the old man's body was covered with spots, there was indeed no dirt on the soles of his feet.
A small hand appeared and touched the sole of the old man's foot directly, and pinched it. When I looked closely, it turned out to be Russell's!
This naughty kid doesn't mind taboos at all. Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitched his mouth. Aren't you afraid of ghosts
Isn't my disciple a little too bold
Russell touched the old man's feet with his right hand, licked his left hand, and then pointed his middle finger to the sky.
After a while, he said seriously, "According to common sense, the temperature of a person will drop by one degree every hour after death. According to Lin Shou's diary, this old man was brought here at five o'clock yesterday afternoon, which is no more than seven hours from now!"
He waved his middle finger to the sky and said, "The temperature right now is around 10 degrees."
"If we take into account the time when the old man died, this is a completely normal death!"
"The body is not yet completely stiff, and the soles of the feet are soft. If you walk barefoot on the ground, you will definitely get dirty."
"so!"
Russell turned around suddenly, scaring Uncle Jiu so much that he took a step back.
"There is only one truth!"
"That old man next door is lying!"
Russell's confident look shocked Uncle Jiu. He wondered where did Russell get so much experience
Could it be that Zhuge Liang also worked part-time as a coroner in his previous life
This Prime Minister must be too tired!
Uncle Jiu coughed lightly, "In fact, I have already seen this. What you said is a little inaccurate. The old Wang next door is not lying, but seeing an illusion!"
"Did you notice just now that there is some black energy left on Old Wang's body? It is very likely that he has been bewitched by some evil spell, causing him to see strange things."
Uncle Jiu pointed at the old man lying on the ground and said, "Most of the weird things used in evil arts come from the surroundings, and he is the closest one!"
Vixen and female ghosts are not realistic. For the corpse stitcher Lao Wang, what he fears most is that the corpses of his men come back to life while being sewn!
Russell suddenly realized, and then his face became embarrassed. Even if Conan was possessed, he couldn't defeat Uncle Nine!
"You are too young now and have seen too little."
Uncle Jiu spoke to comfort her, "Sometimes, you can't solve all problems by just shutting yourself in and practicing hard."
"Listen more, watch more, and think more!"
"Um."
Russell nodded obediently. Just now, when Lao Wang next door was talking, Uncle Jiu gave him a look. He thought Uncle Jiu wanted him to look at the leeks in Lao Wang's mouth.
The faint black aura on his body is really invisible if you don’t open your Dharma eyes.
Russell was also careless. When encountering such strange things, he should have kept his eyes open.
He was also temporarily misled, with all his attention focused on the deceased and Lin Shou, without considering anyone else.
It really came true!
The first person to discover the murder scene is definitely a strong suspect!
Conan, yyds!
"Master, do you know who the murderer is?"
"certainly!"
Russell couldn't help but feel a little admiring. He had watched more than a thousand episodes of Conan and was proficient in more than 800 methods of killing and more than 300 alibis.
There was no clue to the murder case at all. The master just took a look around and deduced the process of the murder based on a few words from the corpse-sewer Lao Wang!
That's amazing!
The next moment, Russell couldn't help but slap himself a few times. He decided to take back what he had just said.
I saw Uncle Jiu holding a few incense sticks with a serious face, then burning some paper, and holding a talisman between his fingers, shaking it.
"The dead are back!"
Then, he started muttering some strange incantations.
Russell's eyes were dull, and it took him a long time to recover. He rolled his eyes and said, "Master is so unethical."
He actually came to cheat!
"Hmm!" Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back, looking very proud. "It's called specialization. I'm a Taoist priest, not Justice Bao. What's wrong with using Taoist magic to solve cases?"
"Is there something wrong?"
Russell could only chuckle.
The room was filled with fragrant mist, and a figure slowly emerged, exactly the same as the old man lying on the ground.
Uncle Jiu was about to ask confidently, but he found that the old man was dazed and his face suddenly changed.
"What a cruel heart!"
This ghost was also tampered with and his memory was erased!
Uncle Jiu looked embarrassed. It was over. He was going to embarrass himself in front of his apprentice.
He cursed in his heart, they were both cultivators, so why was this guy so cowardly? He wouldn't even let the other person go even if he became a ghost!
I've never seen anyone so shameless!