"They are all corpse scavengers? Why can't I tell?" When I heard the fake master's words, I felt a little disdainful. I dare not say that I was better than the fake master, but I was a corpse scavenger. , Ask yourself and know more than fake masters.
"Have you seen anything?" The fake master sneered at me again: "Boy, you just touched the fur on the doorway here."
The fake master said that if corpse hunting is considered a business, then the people in this old camp have gone wrong in the business. The average corpse collectors, including us at Jinzhong, and Xishen Temple, salvage the corpse for a reward and use it to support the family. But the people in the old camp do not fish ordinary floating corpses, only evil corpses.
The so-called evil corpses are actually those floating corpses that are not normal. In what the corpse people said, the old camp would only salvage the evil corpses of the "three no salvage". After the evil corpses were recovered, they would use these evil corpses to do shameful deeds.
The fake master also said that the people in the old Yingzhuang usually eat crescent moon meat in order to give them a yin qi, and the yin qi is heavy to a certain extent, and the evil corpse can't help them.
"Did you see the two boats? Do you really think they were the small fishing boats they built?"
The two newly built boats looked like ordinary small fishing boats, but the fake master said that this kind of boat is also called "ghostly hard to see". A living person. People die in it, and the grievance is heavy. It is said that after such a boat is launched, even if there are ghosts in the water, only grievances can be seen, but the boat cannot be seen.
"Don't fool me, I have never heard of what you said."
"What good is it for you? Are you a big girl?" The fake master looked at the few people sideways. The other party had already moved the grain and vegetables on the carriage to the hut, and they were getting together, and said lowly. What's going on.
I don't know if it was the fake master's words that had some influence on me. I always felt that when the few people whispered, they kept glancing at us.
"It's time to start with us in a while." The fake master said: "Did you see? They haven't used up the wood for building the ship yet, and now they are missing two people who fill in the boat."
The fake master had just finished speaking, and the few people actually came here. The driver who drove the car was at the forefront, he still had that kind expression, and he smiled and asked us: "Second, are you full? If you are not full, there is still in the pot."
"I am full."
"Now that I'm full, go on the road?"
When the coachman was speaking, the big-and-big-and-three-thin black man wanted to choke his neck from behind the fake master, and the two people beside the coachman also rushed towards me.
The black man is as powerful as an ox, but his ability is not enough in front of the fake master. The fake master took a black man's arm and twisted his body like a fish. With a click, the black man's arm was immediately broken, and he let out a scream like a pig.
At the same time, I got up to fight back, clenched my fists, and smashed at the man on the left. I learned kung fu with Mu Jiu for a few months, and I practiced hard when I had time. When my fist was thrown out, my finger bones crackled softly. It was not as powerful as Mu Jiu's fist, but it was also small and powerful.
With this fist, the man on the left slammed out, and the fake master and I met the enemy, just a flash of lightning. The coachman seems to be gone
After reacting, he took two steps back, the smile on his face disappeared cleanly, gritted his teeth and said: "Unexpectedly, the two are still practicing family."
"You..." I was about to speak when the fake master was already leaping forward, skipping the table in front of him, and hitting it.
No one will be the opponent of the fake master, and in such a blink of an eye, the fake master has knocked all six or seven people to the ground. His shots were extremely heavy and cruel, like a god of death. Someone really wanted to survive. The fake master made a punch, and the other party died.
Everyone knocked to the ground. The fake master stepped back, pinched the black man’s neck and forcibly lifted him up, his knees slammed against the black man’s waist, and the opponent’s vertebrae were immediately broken and convulsed. Down, his head slumped down crookedly.
I watched these people die in the hands of the fake master. When I turned around and wanted to speak, the fake master immediately raised his hand to stop me.
"Don't tell me anything about benevolence, justice and morality." The fake master gave me a gloomy look, and the chill in his eyes made me feel like a cold war: "Go, get their carriage over."
I don't know what the fake master is going to do, maybe his gaze at the moment really frightens me. I ran to the elm tree, untied the reins of the horse, and put on the carriage again.
When the carriage was set, the fake master threw a few corpses on the ground into the carriage, and moved a few more than one-foot-high logs, grabbed two weeds and covered them indiscriminately, and then greeted me to get in the carriage.
"Why are you going?"
"Send these corpses to someone."
"Who is it for?"
"If you want to repay so much nonsense, I will sew your mouth."
The temperament of the fake master is uncertain. I got into the carriage, and the fake master drew a whip on the horse. The tall horse suffered pain and immediately galloped.
We left here along the original road. When we reached the three-way intersection, the fake master stopped the horse and looked up. The path extending to the left should lead to the river beach.
The carriage walked onto the path on the left, and the fake master had no skill in driving the carriage, but just kept pulling the horse with a whip. The horse was hurting and ran very fast. The road is rugged, and the speeding carriage bumps constantly on the road. I lowered my body and looked at the corpses in the car.
"That old camp, obviously there are more than these people, there must be others, but there is no time to wait for them here." The fake master slapped his whip and said, "Otherwise, pull them all over. "
I didn't dare to talk casually. The fake master said a few words, but when I saw that I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything.
Sure enough, this trail leads to the west bank of the river beach. The horse-drawn carriage ran to the river beach. The fake master stopped the car and told me to move the carcass and wood to a place close to the waterfront.
The fake master erected the logs on the bank of the river. After the corpses were brought over, they were hung on the logs one by one. After finishing this, he looked up at the sky, reached out his hand and took out Shangfang's whistle.
Shangfang's whistle was blown, and a sound like a person's sobbing and weeping immediately spread out, drifting into the distance with the river breeze at night.
"It's almost done, don't worry about it here, these corpses will be picked up by the Dragon Bone Ancestor Ship."
"What did the Dragon Bone Ancestor Ship pick up these corpses for?"
I couldn't hold back it, so I asked the fake master.
"You want to know?"
"think."
The fake master did not answer, and took me back to the carriage and told me to get in the carriage. When I got in the carriage, he waved his whip and said, "Walking and talking, has Fu Qiandeng told you about it, three-eyed floating corpse? ."
"Slightly mentioned." I thought for a while, and said, "Did you already ask when I saw you last time."
"If you ask, you can't ask one more question?" The fake master also thought about it, and said: "It seems that Fu Qiandeng wants to do it alone and keep everyone in the dark, not even his direct apprentices. Say so much."
"What did my master hide from me? He concealed my three-eyed floating corpse?"
"If he wants to hide from you, then he will keep it from beginning to end, and he won't say much. I don't know if he is a person?" The fake master drove the carriage, raised his head slightly, his tone seemed to change suddenly, as if An old man dying in his old age recalled his life experience: "In this world, no one knows him better than I."
"You and my master have known each other a long time ago?"
"Yes, I have known each other a long time ago, very early, very early." The fake master said: "We, but it's because of the turned face of the three-eyed floating corpse."
"What happened to that three-eyed floating corpse? Why did you turn your face because of it?"
"What do you mean? He is also looking for the three-eyed floating corpse, and I am also looking for the three-eyed floating corpse. Whoever finds it first is whoever finds it first."
"Then you are also for the treasure hidden by the three-eyed floating corpse." When I heard the fake master's words, I immediately guessed what he meant. He is not the only one who wants to find the treasure. I changed who it was and faced the legend. The treasure is bound to be tempted.
"You know what a fart, you think you are smart?" The fake master glanced at me disdainfully: "Ordinary people, their eyes are on those yellow and white things, treasures, what's the treasure of treasures?"
"Then you and my master turned their faces because of the three-eyed floating corpse, why are you doing it?"
"Ask so much what to do!" The fake master's expression suddenly changed again, with a savage face, and asked viciously: "What does this have to do with you!"
I sighed secretly. I couldn't talk to this kind of uncertain person. I just said a few words, and I turned my face again for no reason.
He refused to say, so I could not ask for a while, lest the fake master would do anything to me after getting angry, and I didn't want to suffer this loss.
The fake master drove the carriage and walked all night. When the sky was just bright, the horse was really tired and unable to move. The fake master glanced at the east bank and said, "Here we are."
This section of the river is far away from the area where I used to go down the river and I am not familiar with it. However, the sky is about to light up, and when you look around, you can see that this section of the river is relatively wide. Generally, the river is generally wide, and the water flow will be slow, and the small fishing boats on the shore will choose this type of river to launch the water.
There is a high and steep cliff near the river. Although I have never been here, I know that the cliffs near the river are used as corpse-drying cliffs by the corpse scavengers. The unowned corpses will hang on the corpse-drying cliff and wait for family members to claim it.
"Go to the cliff where the dead corpse is?"
"Yes, that's to go to the corpse hanging cliff." The fake master drove the car all night, but he didn't see the slightest fatigue. He restrained the horse, jumped out of the car, and raised his hand, suddenly there was a small knife in his palm.
"You! What are you doing!" I panicked when I saw the knife in his hand.
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