The Last Corpse Bearer

Chapter 1: A business

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Until now, there are still bad habits in many places among the people. Marriage with marriage is one of the more traditional bad habits. Although the law has been trying its best to suppress this phenomenon, it has not been able to put an end to this phenomenon. After all, there is a market when there is demand. , Is in this line of work.

His job seems to many people to be unbelievable or pretending to be a ghost. It is to communicate the souls of the two dead so that they can get married below.

However, in recent years, this work has become more and more difficult to do. First, because the deceased did not agree with the marriage, his old father was caught in the dark. He died violently shortly after returning home, and his death was extremely miserable. Then there was a time when Tiaozi was working, and the woman suddenly turned back and almost took his soul away. This made Tiaozi a serious illness. Fortunately, he was dead, and finally got a life back.

On this day, Tiaozi received a call when he was offering incense to his old father at home, saying that it was the son of Xiaohuangzhuang who was working outside and was hit by a car and was hit by a car. The body was transported back the day before. Not married, so the family is going to match their son with a secret marriage, and they need to let Tiaozi come forward.

"How much is it?" Tiaozi asked on the phone. He touched his neck and there was a clearly visible black line on it. This is the scar left by the female ghost last time when she returned to the light. With a two-point grasp, he locked the Yang Qi in his neck, and it is estimated that he will end up with his father.

There is a rule in doing this business, that is, it must not be done in vain, because this is a life-threatening job, and only if you can't get paid for your own life, fools are willing to do it. A penny is collected, and a hundred penny is also collected. In short, you can't do it in vain.

"Fifty thousand, but you have to help us find a ghost wife." Now that the wind is tight outside, there is no way to buy a female corpse, so naturally it can't be married. But the sliver is different here, he is in stock.

"Tomorrow morning, send someone to pick me up." After hanging up the phone, he sighed. If the policeman keeps on doing this, he will not be able to do business. His ancestors have been doing this for more than ten generations. Isn’t it true? Want to break the inheritance here

When he came to the old man's spiritual position, he put a stick of incense on him, and then stared at the spiritual position closely, with a hesitant look on his face.

"Father, my family's inventory is going to be lost by me. You said you, you left so early, and you didn't leave me a back road or something. Now your son's life is almost too much to go on. We may enter the game someday, and our family's inheritance will be broken. What can we do?"

After the note was over, a sliver of wind blew in the room suddenly, and the clothes that blew the string were dancing up and down, but he looked strange, and even a little helpless.

"Yes, then don’t blame me for using my family’s foundation, I know, this is what you kept, but it’s a pity that you are dead, right? Son inherited my father’s inheritance, now this thing is under my control, you can’t tell. After saying that, as soon as the strip bit his tongue, a trace of blood spurted out, and he put it on the index finger of his right hand, and wiped it on the outer layer of the pupil of his left eye.

After finishing these preparations, Tiaozi came to her own sex in two steps, lay down, and fell asleep within a few seconds.

Time faded away, and soon it was night. Tonight was exactly fifteen nights. The moon was hanging high in the sky, covering the ground with a layer of silver frost. When the clock on the wall pointed to one and fifty-five minutes, the bullet of sex suddenly opened his eyes.

It's just that the eye that was smeared with blood by him during the day, but in the dark, exudes a blood-red light. People on the Tao usually call this yin and yang eye, and it must be soaked repeatedly in a special potion when the child is three years old before it can be formed. Usually it is no different from a normal person. The light key is always painted with its own blood, and some unclean things can be seen.

Tiaozi took a red whip from the bed and wrapped it around his waist, and went straight to the yard. If someone sees this scene from a distance, they can only see a red dot floating and flashing in the air.

There is a well in the yard, which looks very primitive, but there is no drop of water in it. Even if it is rainy, there will be no accumulation of water here. This well has been protected by the Tiaozi family for nearly a hundred years, and has been in peace.

Staring at the surroundings, after discovering that there was no one at all, Tiao Zi jumped down directly with one hand on the edge of the well. This well is not very high, it is only three or four meters. For a skill like Tiaozi, it is just a buffer and relieves the downward momentum.

The bottom of this well turned out to be a small passage. Standing in it, there was a burst of yin air, and a layer of ice was formed on the striped eyebrows in an instant. Frowning his brows, he ignored these and walked straight to a deeper place.

The front suddenly opened up, and it was a large cave. Although there was not a trace of light, with this yin and yang eye, the strip could still see the scene inside.

The space is hemispherical. Near the wall, there is a wooden stake every three meters with some black ropes hanging on it. Only Tiao Zi knew that these ropes were all stained red with human blood.

I heard the old man say that in his grandfather's generation, these piles were all tied up with goods. But now, there are only a few left.

In the middle of the space, there is a bronze cauldron with a cold stone in it. My father said that this stone has a history of hundreds of years, and it can still produce a steady stream of cold air to help them suppress the goods. However, since the death of Tiaozi's father, he always felt that this stone was not as ice as when he was a child, and he didn't know why. Going around the bronze cauldron, the strip looked forward, where there were three wooden stakes farthest from him.

On two of them, goods were tied up with black ropes.

And what has always been called goods by the sliver, turned out to be two women who have been dead for so many years. Their faces still kept their last-minute expressions before death, one of them was very peaceful, and the other looked a little hideous. As for the serene woman, the clothes on her body looked like the costumes of the Republic of China. The hideous look is even more exaggerated. Judging from her dress, she is not a modern person at all.

Of course Tiaozi knew that that woman, named Lianxiang, was a female corpse from the Qing Dynasty.

And the name of the one from the Republic of China is not clear. Grandpa brought it back from the outside and put it here for future emergency use.

However, there should have been three here. In the middle of the two of them, there should be a female corpse of the Ming Dynasty named Qiuya, but now, it is gone!

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