Returning home from that weird wooden house, Mr. Liu felt extremely uncomfortable all the way. One was from the discomfort in his heart, and the other was from the discomfort he felt.
Liu Erye thought that the discomfort he felt could be easily explained. It was caused by being too close to the so-called living corpse and being contaminated with too much yin energy. As for the faint and strange feeling of being watched, Liu Erye thought that it was caused by being too close to the so-called living corpse. The second master deliberately ignored it.
The discomfort in my heart is about this matter. I know how dangerous it is to guard the 'living corpse', but I have to let a dozen men in fine clothes guard it. In order to maintain the superficial peace, I have to hide it from them. The truth is that these people may have been labeled as 'victims', but Mr. Liu loved reading history books and biographies when he was a child, and he especially loved reading unofficial histories. He understood that there were countless such things in history, so he chose to do it together. It's just a question. If you want to choose the big one, sometimes you have to sacrifice the small one. Compared with those dozen people, whether it is the lumber transportation office or the peace of the people in the town, it is more important. Maybe the barrel will go to the country, rumors If they break up, no one will have an easy life in the future.
"This weather." Thinking of this, Mr. Liu's heart became heavier and heavier. In the heavy snow, his steps turned in a strange circle. Instead of walking towards home, he headed towards the timber dispatching office again. Go.
He went straight to the workers' dormitory, asked where Niu Dazhuang lived, and knocked on his door.
As soon as Niu Dazhuang opened the door, Liu Erye's eyes were still darkened. However, after two or three hours, the yin on Niu Dazhuang's forehead became thicker and thicker, as if there were dark clouds covering his head. His face was pale, and his whole body looked... It actually has an 'annoying' feeling.
Of course, Niu Dazhuang himself is not annoying, but because of the Yin Qi, people's instinct will be to avoid this person subconsciously and hate him for no reason! Do you think underground careers really have no impact? Just like a tomb robber, can he walk in the world with glory? Impossible, they have a lot of Yin Qi on their bodies, and they are destined to be unpopular. People don't like to get close to them, so they just rely on instinct.
But Niu Dazhuang was lying on his back.
"Come in." Niu Dazhuang was naturally respectful and attentive to the people the leader valued. He quickly stepped aside to let Mr. Liu into the room. There were two other people in the room. Mr. Liu just glanced at it and felt that it was not good. , it is estimated that he was also 'implicated'. [
"I'm not coming in anymore. I still want to ask you some things. Let's go out and talk?" Mr. Liu coughed twice and invited Niu Dazhuang like a man and an animal.
Niu Dazhuang hesitated for a moment, but finally put on a thick military coat and went out with Mr. Liu, walking on the snow outside the workers' dormitory. Niu Dazhuang was shivering along the way. He was so strong and dressed worse than Liu. Second Master Liu Erye sighed in his heart and said: "If you believe me, go to the countryside quickly to find something to take a bath with. The formula is calamus and mugwort."
Mr. Liu mentioned the name of Dachuer. Niu Dazhuang looked at Mr. Liu doubtfully and said, "I know what you are saying. Isn't this something for bathing during the Dragon Boat Festival?"
"Dragon Boat Festival? Do you know? The real Dragon Boat Festival is a poisonous day, an evil day, so there is this custom of warding off disasters. Where do you think this recipe comes from? This recipe was passed down by Taoist masters at that time. The most beneficial thing for the people is to expel yin and poison. You must soak twice every seven days for seven to forty-nine days. I don’t want to ask you if it’s more. I’m sure you can feel a lot of things that are wrong. Don’t believe it. You can roll up your trouser legs and take a look." After saying that, Mr. Liu no longer chatted with Niu Dazhuang, but strode away in the direction of home without looking back.
In the heavy snow, Niu Dazhuang shuddered. He actually knew that Mr. Liu was right. There was a black mark on his leg inexplicably where he was hooked that night. However, some things cannot be done. Thinking "randomly", some things should not be said "randomly", even a rough guy like Niu Dazhuang knows this. He was moved in his heart, knowing that Mr. Liu took a risk.
"It's best not to stay in the factory during this period, just stay in the countryside. Stay far away and the black mark on your body will slowly fade away." Second Master Liu was worried and added one more thing.
Niu Dazhuang was so grateful that he didn't know what to say. If he knelt down and kowtowed, it would be too showy near the workers' dormitory. He could only look at Mr. Liu's back and say "Master" in his heart.
Naturally, in the eyes of a true Taoist, Mr. Liu's judgment on many things in the whole matter was wrong. However, he had the conscience and bottom line of a true Taoist. He did not let Niu Dazhuang die. Instead, he took a certain risk to remind Niu Dazhuang that this is a kind of spirit.
Niu Dazhuang was reminded, or maybe a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he actually set out and left the workers' dormitory of the Timber Distribution Department that afternoon, and he could be considered to have escaped with his life.
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Standing in front of his home, Mr. Liu was not in a hurry to enter. Instead, he looked at the door and pondered for a long time before calling out his wife and son. He must have asked them to prepare a brazier and place it in front of the door. He stepped over He refused to enter until he passed the brazier.
The old woman complained that this was unlucky, but when she thought about comparing it to her old man, what could she understand, so she shut up again.
I wanted to ask Mr. Liu in detail, but he was very busy as soon as he came back, and was messing around in his small room full of strange things, so the old woman didn't have the chance to ask, but what about that small room? , what he put there were some items he needed when he used to help people with red and white matters.
In the evening, Mr. Liu also took a bath to remove the filth. Apart from this, he had no other options. He didn't even have the ability to write Zhang Fulu, but thinking that he had never entered the room to take a look at the corpse, he felt that After doing this, I feel relieved.
At night, the old woman naturally couldn't help but ask Mr. Liu. He just told him that he went to a friend in the country for a drink today and passed a "mass" grave. He felt uncomfortable, so he came back to do something. [
The old woman cursed "superstition" in a daze, then turned over and fell asleep. She had not imagined that something big had happened at the timber transportation department.
At the same time, ten strong men gathered outside the broken house with the corpse, lit a raging fire, and began to guard the door.
At night, the snow did not stop, so these men had no choice but to build a temporary and simple tent and hide under it.
In fact, people who live in places where it snows for a long time should know that it is not too cold when it snows. Generally, it is really cold when the snow melts. But today it was so weird. It was just snowing, and it was so cold for these guys. His teeth were chattering and he had goosebumps on his back for no apparent reason.
"I think I'm wearing enough clothes. Why is it so cold? I don't feel warm even when I'm close to the fire, but it's crazy." One of the men couldn't help but sigh.
"Shh, don't say bad words here. You know how many things have been stored in this shabby house, right?" The other man next to him was dissatisfied with that man because of that The man said an evil thing. In such a cold night, in such a penetrating place, people's nerves are extremely sensitive.
"Bah, what kind of feudal superstition are you doing? How can there be so many taboos? Isn't it just a corpse? The leaders have said that it only has scientific research value, let us guard it, don't let the spies target you, one by one You're still a man, why are you so cowardly?" Wei Dahan listened to the conversation between the two and couldn't help but curse.
Wei Dahan is considered a confidant of the leader, and he is also the leader of the workers at this vigil. Many workers privately discussed that if there is a quota for promotion next year, Wei Dahan will inevitably become a cadre, so his daily contact with many workers is much greater. Most of them fawned over him.
After he yelled like this, naturally no one dared to talk about anything. Instead, they lowered their heads and began to drink low-quality wine to relieve the cold. Whether they believed this rhetoric in their hearts was another matter. I can only say that the leader gave The conditions were too good, and they were considered a group of workers who were close to the leaders, so they couldn't refuse the offer.
However, the mysterious way in which the leader did not allow them to tell the story made them somewhat believe that maybe there was something fishy about it, and maybe it had scientific research value
Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Wei Dahan was satisfied and took a big sip of wine. He was also in the office this afternoon and knew the whole thing in more detail, but he was not completely informed. He just knew that the body had to be disposed of. Don't make any trouble before handling it.
Regarding the leader's actions, Wei Dahan was respectful on the surface, but he was a little disdainful in his heart. He felt that such an evil corpse should have been burned earlier. Such procrastination was too cowardly! Besides, he, Wei Dahan, is famous for being brave if he can cause any trouble.
There are endless stories about his brave and glorious deeds, such as sleeping with more than a dozen corpses in the morgue for a bet, spending the night in a mass grave, etc. This is not bragging. But what really happened.
"A bunch of cowards." Wei Han didn't know what he was thinking of and cursed. As for whether he was scolding the leader or the workers, he was probably the only one who knew.
Outside the broken house in the middle of the night, there was a bleak fire, and the faces of a group of men reflected on it flickered. The door above the dark broken house was like a pair of strange eyes, silently looking at these ten men. .
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