I rely on tricks to cultivate my longevity

Chapter 44

Lin Xixue held her chin and watched the walking corpse writhing in the streets for a long time, but didn't move far.

You can't even walk, and if you want to talk about climbing over the wall, it's obviously even more impossible.

She immediately understood that since this walking corpse could not climb over the wall, there was probably only one possibility for it to appear here.

It was nothing more than the fact that the Xu Mansion was beggar-thy-neighbor and threw the corpse on the street in a grand manner.

After all, the grandpa of the Xu Mansion is approaching his birthday, so how can the mansion allow such a change?

It's very reasonable to think about it.

It's really easy to stop worrying about other people's affairs. She can use a complete bystander's attitude to observe silently, and her whole person's mentality is much more peaceful.

A moment later, a group of police officers with knives and lanterns rushed over, blocked the front and back of the street, and then approached step by step, surrounded the walking corpse, pulled up the chains, and tied the walking corpse so that it could not move.

Behind the messenger, there are one official and two officials.

Lin Xixue recognized this official at a glance just by looking at his official uniform. This person is an official of the Ding Ling Division under the Yunzhou Mansion.

It's easy to guess these two little officials, looking at their attire and the things in their hands, they think that one is a second cobbler and the other is a corpse driver.

As the name suggests, the Lingling Division is an institution set up by the Yunzhou government to collect corpses and suspend spirits.

The second cobbler is in charge of collecting and sewing corpses. People in this world are different from those who can accept cremation in their previous lives, and pay attention to keeping a whole body after death.

Therefore, before burial, if the body is damaged, the second cobbler should sew it up and tighten it up, and return the whole body.

The corpse chaser is because when burial in this world, in addition to requiring the body to be intact, it is best to return the dead to the root of the dead, so that the burial can be carried out.

Naturally, there were funeral affairs in the family of the previous life, so Lin Xixue, who got the memory of the previous life, is naturally no stranger to these things.

These rather complicated taboos before burial, in the eyes of the predecessors at that time, were just very common customs.

But now Lin Xixue has discovered many strange things in this world, and looking at these customs and taboos, she feels more and more that there must be some special reasons behind it.

Lin Xixue saw the embarrassment on the faces of the two cobblers, put her mouth close to the ear of the official of the Tingling Division, and whispered something.

However, although his voice was very small and he was very far away from Lin Xixue, Lin Xixue could hear it clearly under the lock of his spiritual consciousness.

"My lord, I'm a corpse sewer, but this is not a corpse, it's a walking corpse. It's obvious that the city god refused to accept his spirit. Look at me."

The two cobblers almost burst into tears at the end.

"You bastard, don't I have eyes, master? Didn't I know this was a walking corpse?" The official of the Lingling Department lowered his voice and reprimanded.

"Because it's a walking corpse, so if you stay in the city, there will be disasters. I asked these dozens of messengers to tie it up and hold it down. You can sew his head back while he can't move!"

"Then you!" He pointed at the mortician, "Choose the hardest coffin before dawn, nail the coffin boards to me, and then send this walking corpse out of the city."

The mortician, of course, looked innocent, and asked in confusion, "My lord, this man's origin is unknown, where should I send him?"

"Idiot, two idiots, you just need to send it out of the city, who cares where you send it, you can just find a mass grave and bury it, the walking corpse can be anywhere before dawn, but it can't be here in Liangcheng, understand?"

The mortician and the second cobbler looked at each other, hesitated again and then clasped their hands together and said, "My lord, we are in the business of picking side jobs, and you also know that we must abide by the rules."

The official of the Lingling Division had a cloudy expression, gritted his teeth, and shook his sleeves.

"30 taels, 30 taels each for the two of you! If you want to do it, do it, if you don't do it, get out!"

Hearing so many rewards, the two cobblers immediately smiled and said flatteringly: "Thank you for the reward, my lord!"

But the mortician still rubbed his hands nervously, and replied tremblingly: "My lord, 30 taels is a lot, but I have to come back to get the reward!"

"Idiot, let you use the hardest coffin, do you know what the hardest coffin is? Nails are nailed to it, and then tied up with iron hoops. Can there be any problems?"

Seeing that the mortician was still hesitating, the official of the Lingling Division finally lost his patience, waved his hand and said, "Go away, I'll call someone else!"

"My lord, I'll go, I'll go!"

After being expelled, the mortician immediately made up his mind, if this vote is successful, it will guarantee him three years of food and clothing.

Seeing that the mortician agreed to come down, the second cobbler immediately discussed with the official of the Lingling Department in a low voice: "My lord, if you look at this corpse, you have to find his original head first, don't you?"

"Don't worry too much, I have already found out the whereabouts of the heads of these five walking corpses, and I can send these heads later." The official of the Lingling Division spoke with confidence, as if everything was under control.

However, Lin Xixue, who was watching from the sidelines, felt that this incident seemed to be unfolding in an unexpected direction.

To say why.
Because before she left, she tore off all the skins and scalps of these five people, so she could still tell who was who.

What happens if you sew the wrong head?
Lin Xixue continued to observe the changes in the situation, and as expected, within the time it took to make a cup of tea, a messenger arrived on a fast horse, carrying five blood-stained spherical packages in their hands.

The second cobbler took the package from under the horse, opened it, and felt that his eyes were dark.

"My lord. This, this. How can I tell the difference?"

The official of the Lingling Division looked at the scene in front of him, and his mind was a little dazed. He had worked in this position for seven or eight years, and this was the first time he had seen this scene.

He gritted his teeth again, stretched out five fingers, and said, "50 taels, try one by one, there must be one that is right!"

The second cobbler knelt down, kowtowed like a pounding, and begged for mercy in a mournful voice: "My lord, you are kind, don't say give me 50 taels for this job, even 500 taels, I can't do it with 5000 taels. You'd better ask the fairy of Sanyuanguan Let’s do it in the long run.”

The official of Lingling Division was suffocated when he heard the words, his eyes rolled around, and a plan suddenly appeared in his heart.

He grabbed the collar of a policeman beside him and said: "Go to the gate of the city immediately and gather five refugees. If you can ask for simple needlework, you will be rewarded with a full meal for those who can come! Go!"

Then another messenger was found and ordered: "You, within a quarter of an hour, no matter where you find enough food, you must feed the refugees who enter the city later."

"And you, after the refugees are full, don't bring them all at once, but bring them one by one, lest other people find something strange and dare not come, understand?"

"This subordinate understands!" The messenger received the order and rushed to the gate of the city immediately.

A moment later, the first refugee arrived.

The second cobbler looked at the refugee with obvious resentment in his eyes, but he suppressed himself to speak.

If these refugees feel something strange later and dare not go up, they can only let him go up, and he will be the one who will die by then.

When the first refugee saw the bloody head and the headless corpse wriggling on the ground strangely, he was naturally extremely resistant.

However, when the officer's horizontal knife rested on his neck, he realized that he had no choice.

I had no choice but to hold a head with no skin and exposed muscle tissue and walked towards the walking corpse.
　Chapter 2 is coming (ω) Everyone, don’t forget to vote for recommendation, otherwise it will be a waste after twelve o’clock!

　　


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