I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

Chapter 56
Li Bikang stumbled back home, he didn't even know what he had been through these few days, why he appeared by the river, let alone who was the person talking to him?

But after he got home, he fell into a deep sleep. There were no nightmares this night, and there was only a rare tranquility.

But for Zhao Qi, the matter was not over. He stood by the river, frowning, looking at the calm river surface.

Water ghosts are actually people who drowned in the river.

But normally speaking, even a person who drowns in the river will not become a water ghost who seeks his life unless there is a special opportunity.

So there must be a problem, but what puzzled Zhao Qi was that he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of Yin Qi here.

After letting Li Bikang go home, Chen Xue followed what Zhao Qi said and gave an order to an agent to bring the village chief.

A moment later, the village chief hurried over, and from his sleepy eyes, it could be seen that he had just been dragged off the bed.

"Leader, it's so late, you haven't rested yet?"

The village chief did not dare to show any slightness in front of Zhao Qi. After all, in the village chief's impression, Zhao Qi must be a high-ranking official with great hands and eyes, otherwise he would not have come with such a large formation.

"Village Chief, I am going to fish out corpses in the river tomorrow morning. I need to make a bamboo raft, or do you have one ready-made in your village?"

"Looking for the corpse? Whose corpse was taken, and someone died again?"

When the village chief heard this, he was startled with fright, and the drowsiness that was still left behind was immediately forgotten.

"The body of Li Bikang's son Li Da is still in the river, so he must be fished up."

"what?"

The village chief scratched his head suspiciously and pointed in the direction of the mountain behind:

"Isn't his son already buried?"

"That's not his son. Apart from Li Da, there must be someone who drowned in the river. Have you found the body?"

Hearing these words, the village chief froze in place as if struck by lightning, and the dusty memories in his heart also flooded into his mind uncontrollably.

Things were indeed as Zhao Qi said, a person drowned in this river three months ago.

This person is a widow in the village. She has been living on her own all along, and the villagers are helping to take care of her. Although her life is poor, she is not worry-free.

But that day when the widow was washing clothes by the river, she accidentally fell into the river and drowned because of her ignorance of water.

After learning about the incident, the village chief immediately reported it to the authorities and also called the salvage bureau. However, after a week of continuous salvage work, the body could not be found.

After Ti Xing's investigation, it was basically confirmed that the matter was an accident, and because the body was not found for a long time, it could only be let go.

Since she was a widow, and no one took care of her funeral, people gradually forgot about it after a long time.

But now that Zhao Qi mentioned it again, the village head was naturally astonished. Could there be some connection between these two things?
After listening to the village head tell the whole story, Zhao Qi nodded:

"That's right, the corpse you guys fished up was the widow's corpse. Li Da's corpse is still in the river, and he is about to become a water ghost."

"This is impossible!"

The village chief immediately waved his hand:

"Many people were present at the time, and what we salvaged was a young man. Although he was swollen and his face could not be seen clearly, Li Bikang recognized his son at a glance because of his clothes and body shape.

Among other things, can't we recognize whether it is a man or a woman? "

"Then dig up the grave and take a closer look..."

Zhao Qi's words were cold, but with unquestionable firmness.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Zhao Qi had already led several agents from the State Secret Service towards the back mountain, and soon disappeared into the thick night.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, the village head could only quickly call a few young people in the village and bring these tools to the back mountain to gather.

When these younger generations heard that graves were going to be dug in the middle of the night, they were all terrified. After all, what happened at Old Li’s family had spread throughout the village in the past two days. and.

Just when several people hesitated, Zhang Lingyuan took the shovel from the young man beside him without saying a word, and then dared to be the first for everyone, and took the shovel down first.

Several agents followed suit, and within a short time, the grave was dug open, revealing the coffin that had just been buried inside.

The heavy coffin was carried up by several people. Zhao Qi raised his head to look at the moonlight, and then called the villagers to bring umbrellas from each house, and hit the top of the coffin before ordering the coffin to be opened.

The professors looked at this scene and sat upright curiously.

Some people raised objections to this and wondered why the coffin was still covered with an umbrella?

An old professor who had been silent all this time suddenly said:
"It has been mentioned in many folklore that a corpse with resentment may turn into a dead body when it sees the moonlight. After the dead body turns into a corpse, it will become a zombie..."

"There doesn't seem to be any scientific basis for this?"

Another younger professor put forward his point of view, but the professor sitting next to him sighed deeply:
"From just now to now, which of the things we have seen have scientific basis?"

"Yes, folk culture has been passed down for thousands of years, and the explosion of science has only happened a hundred years ago. We have to admit this fact..."

It is obvious that many professors present have quietly changed their inherent viewpoints.

The weird scene in front of me, which is comparable to a movie, is indeed the real situation that is actually happening in Junbeishan Village at this moment.

The professors all had strange faces and complex expressions.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, a gap was pried open in the coffin, and Zhang Lingyuan and the others worked together to push the lid of the coffin away, and a damp and rotten smell rushed over.

The village head and the younger generations have been standing at a distance, and have not dared to approach.

Zhao Qi glanced into the coffin, then looked back at the village chief and said:

"Come on, take a closer look, is this a man or a woman?"

The village chief came forward tremblingly, looked at his neck and glanced in, and then sat on the ground with a 'Oh my god'.

Lying in the coffin was a severely decomposed female corpse, completely different from the male corpse they remembered.

Zhao Qi waved his hand, and the agents suppressed the pungent smell and closed the coffin again.

"You were blinded by ghosts and thought that it was Li Da who was buried, but in fact Li Da's body is still in the river.

Is there any place in your village similar to Yizhuang, this coffin cannot be buried here.

After Li Da's body was brought up, a grave was dug for this woman, and the two of them were buried at the same time. "

The village chief wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up tremblingly. He was no longer able to speak clearly:
"There is a yizhuang that has been abandoned for a long time. It is about 5 kilometers away from our village. We can send this coffin first."

While talking, the village head directed a few young people. They drove an agricultural tractor from the village, moved the coffin to the tractor, and sent it to Yizhuang 5 kilometers away.

After all this was done, the village chief still didn't come back to his senses. He stood shivering holding on to the tree, as if he would fall to the ground again if he let go. "Okay, there's nothing to be afraid of, hurry up and prepare according to what I said, and start hunting for corpses at dawn."

After hearing what Zhao Qi said, Chen Xue, who was standing beside him, was a little puzzled:

"Director Zhao, why don't you just call the salvage bureau over here, and why is it so troublesome?"

"no……"

Zhao Qi shook his head.

"Judging from the Feng Shui map, this river passes through the dragon's veins, forming a dragon-slaying force and creating a dilemma in Feng Shui.

In other words, this river is the core of the entire dilemma.

It is impossible to find the body by ordinary salvage methods, otherwise the woman who drowned earlier would not have left it alone.

Right now, we can only use the ancient method of picking up corpses, finding incense and fixing corpses! "

The village chief who came back to his senses after a while finally realized that this matter was unusual. Before dawn, he called many villagers to hold a meeting at the village committee.

Everyone felt a little unbelievable when they learned that the person salvaged from the river was actually a widow who drowned three months ago.

But at the urging of the village chief, they still went up the mountain with their axes on their shoulders.

This generation does not grow bamboo, so the next best thing is to cut some wood to make rafts.

It is said that there is strength in numbers, and as soon as the genius was bright, a raft had been made by the villagers and dragged to the river.

At this time, many villagers heard the news, and ran over curiously, wanting to see the excitement.

But the agents quickly formed a line of defense to keep the villagers out. As a result, they could only watch Zhao Qi and the others standing by the river from a distance.

"Just wait for me on the shore, and I will bring Li Da's body back..."

Zhao Qi walked towards the raft while talking.

Since the raft could only accommodate one person, although Chen Xue was a little worried, she could only do what Zhao Qi said.

Accompanied by Chu Yang, Zhao Qi lit a dozen yellow papers, then took the yellow papers and bowed in all directions.

This is the ritual of offering sacrifices to the heavens before the corpse-hunters pick up the corpse, and this business is very particular.

In ancient times, there were no salvage bureaus, and there was no advanced technology. The sufferer of the drowned person had no choice but to seek the help of the corpse hunter.

The corpse hunter will take a small bamboo raft in the turbulent river, find the corpse in a unique way, and bring it back to the sufferer.

Every time it is a narrow escape, so several taboos in the industry have also been formed.

The most well-known is that corpse hunters have three rules: do not pick up corpses that stand upright in the water; don’t pick up corpses when it rains heavily; and don’t pick up corpses that have failed three times.

This industry has followed the rules of the industry from generation to generation, because a slight first offense may be life-threatening.

However, with the development of the times, technology has replaced a lot of labor force, and the profession of corpse harvesters has also disappeared. To this day, in the hands of Zhao Qi, the ancient method of corpse harvesting will be reproduced.

In the conference room, some experts and professors who had done academic research on the profession of corpse collectors became excited.

An expert pointed at Zhao Qi on the screen and said urgently:
"This should be the ritual of offering sacrifices to the heavens before the corpses are retrieved. It is said that they must worship the four directions so that they can get help from the heavens.

A wooden raft and a bamboo pole, crossing the vast ocean and crossing thousands of sails, is the best portrayal of the corpse-recovering people of that era.

But I have only read the written records of this ancient method, and I did not expect to see someone practicing it. "

"Look, let's go!"

These professors stood up one after another, leaned closer to the screen, and watched this scene intently.

They all regard academics as their lives, and it is a great surprise for them to see the vivid behavior behind those one-sided words.

I saw Zhao Qi boarded the raft after paying homage to the Quartet, and finally climbed onto the bamboo pole in his right hand, pushed hard, and the bamboo raft floated on the river.

It is worth noting that Zhao Qi placed an incense burner at the front end of the raft, with incense burning in it.

Looking at the direction in which Xiang drifted, Zhao Qi would control the raft to turn and follow Xiang's direction.

"This stick of incense is called Guidaoxiang, and it is also a way for corpse hunters to find their way in the vast ocean.

I have studied it for a long time and I don't know what the mystery is, let alone understand the principle?
But it seems that the corpse hunter was able to follow Guide Xiang to find the location where the corpse was to be salvaged.

This is so amazing, I didn’t expect it to be true! "

The professors were all in high spirits, staring intently at the screen in front of them, fearing that they might miss even a second of the picture.

Zhao Qi gradually came to the middle of the river, but at this moment, the stick of burning incense suddenly broke in the middle.

At the moment Zhao Qi frowned, several professors also widened their eyes.

A professor quickly made a phone call and said urgently on the phone:
"Xiao Liu, it's me. Don't ask anything else. Send me my research paper on the corpse collector, right away!"

After receiving the document, the professor hurriedly opened it to search.

After a while, he raised his head with a strange expression:

"Broken incense has always been considered a bad omen among the people..."

Just as the professor's voice fell, a strong wind began to blow on the river.

A dark cloud came from nowhere and covered the sun, and the originally calm river began to swell.

Zhao Qiwei frowned, standing on this shaky raft, he would face the possibility of being overturned at any time.

But Zhao Qi didn't panic too much, but quickly grabbed a handful of incense ash from the incense burner and held it in his hand.

Afterwards, he controlled the strength of his clenched fist, letting the incense ash come out bit by bit, gradually forming a rather complicated pattern on the raft.

"What is this?"

The professors were all puzzled by this, but the old Taoist head of the Taoist Association who had been silent all this time recognized it at a glance.

"This is a Dao talisman! But I have never seen this kind, so I don't know what it means..."

Strange to say, in the strong wind, the incense ash seemed to be stuck to the raft, and could not be blown away at all.

The technique used by Zhao Qi is called Sasha Chengzi, and its origin is so ancient that it cannot be traced back, but it was also borrowed by people who ran in the rivers and lakes, writing on the ground with white sand, and matching it with minor tunes, to earn some shouting.

At the moment when this Taoist talisman was formed, the raft seemed to be heavier than a thousand kilograms, and it actually stabilized in the big waves!

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