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Chapter 27: Sneaking around!Enter Lao Xiongling Yizhuang.

He Xiu, who had just finished taking out the Ang Qing Chicken, looked at every household lighting up torches.

Each one held a bright hatchet in his hand and rummaged around, looking for grass, firewood sheds, nooks and crannies, no matter if there was anyone or not, even the air was chopped in the dark places.

It seems that this place has been attacked by bandits many times.

The old medicine farmer, the owner of Nuqing Chicken, ran out with a long gun, dressed in his clothes, and pulled a young man passing by: "Baby, what's wrong, what's wrong! You're in a hurry."

"Uncle, someone probably broke in, and all the dogs in the village started barking again."

When the old drug farmer heard this, he quickly came to the chicken coop, opened it and saw, holy shit!

"Gouridi, where is my chicken! Where is my magic chicken." Going up the mountain to collect herbs is all thanks to the protection of this magic chicken. The old medicine man was so angry that he jumped on the spot. One of his medicines was found on Pingshan Mountain. How dare you go if you have this chicken?

Fortunately, the main body of the house in Jinfeng Village is made of wooden lattice, with no rivets in sight, and it is all built by the craftsmanship of carpenters.

He Xiu was lying on two beams outside the house, his whole body stretched straight, his hands tightly grasped, his feet hooked, his eyes in the darkness, like a wolf, turned green and yellow by the flames.

Under the cover of the corn peppers hanging here, I watched the old medicine farmer light a handful of firewood and began to inspect his small yard, passing under He Xiu several times.

Every time He Xiu was afraid that the torch he held would burn him.

There was a commotion in the small village for an hour, and no one was found. Only then did the mountain people call their friends, stop, and go home to lie down and rest.

The dog couldn't find anyone, and it was dark. He didn't lose anything at home, and his tired stomach kept growling.

Fortunately, the old medicine farmer's chicken was lost. Everyone speculated that maybe the big and fierce rooster had gone out for a walk in the mountains.

Seeing that Zuo Ling and You were unwilling to help look for it, what could the old medicine farmer do? He blinked his eyes, cursed, and had no choice but to go back to the house.

He Xiu secretly curled his lips, thanking him for not slacking off in martial arts over the years, otherwise he would have been beaten to death in the face of so many villagers, the old master was beaten to death with random punches, and Qingqing couldn't let himself kill them, what could he have done?

After a while, I heard even breathing coming from the room, and then I jumped down, landing lightly and making no movement.

I quickly ran out three to four meters in one step. There were dozens of people in a row. I was not confident that I could win, but I, He, was very confident in my Qinggong escape skills.

As long as the night is not intentional, it is no longer important. The difference from the day is just a different color. After twists and turns and a few wobbles, I left the village and returned the same way, bypassing the alert sentry at the intersection.

Back at the station, Qingqing sat cross-legged, breathing in and out, and carrying Zhou Tian. This was the Qi training method of Fu Mo Tang taught to her by He Xiu.

When practicing Qi, the six senses were extremely sharp. As soon as He Xiu came near, Qingqing returned to Qi.

He opened his eyes and stood up: "Brother Xiu, have you got it?"

"Well! Let's leave overnight. First, we'll go to Aunt Mouse's corpse-expelling inn."

"it is good!"

Qingqing is a child of the world. Apart from occasionally showing off her little daughter's attitude, she is still very decisive in her behavior and not sloppy.

The moonlight was pretty good, giving the ground a silvery white color.

He Xiu was in front and Qing Qing was behind. They walked quickly and slowly. Before dawn, they arrived at the Zhanxi Inn, which is a ditch away from Pingshan Mountain.

In the early morning, the clouds and mist were shrouded, and the mountain road was like silk. Taking advantage of the dew, thanks to the modern waterproof materials, I didn't get wet all over.Said to be a zombie inn, He Xiu looked like it was renovated from an abandoned temple. It was quite large in scale and had three courtyards. In this deep mountain and old forest, it really couldn't be built without some faith.

The tile strips on the main hall were broken and stepped on one side. The tiles on the roof were even covered with weeds, making it look very desolate. On the left side was a sign recognized by cultivators, proving that this was where corpses were collected.

The corpse drive inn is like an express logistics outlet, collecting corpses, storing corpses, and delivering corpses, but there are two modes.

One is lump sum, where the family or the person in charge of the corpse pays a total price and hires a highly skilled cadaver to take the loved ones back to their hometown. This price is high, and in principle, only the corpses that have been picked up are served along the way. However, in order to make more money, It's normal to sneak a few corpses along the way.

Another one!It means transporting in sections, only taking the section of the road you usually travel, and only paying your own fare.Although the commission is low, you can decide how much to give based on your ability.

The most important thing is that since ancient times, no one has bargained for funeral services, and it can be regarded as a hugely profitable industry. Otherwise, Taoist Priest Four Eyes could be so wealthy and virtuous.

There are too many taboos on driving corpses. In addition to the well-known daytime, there are also special days and times when corpses cannot be picked up and delivered. The feng shui in some places is not good for the deceased, so they have to take a long way around.

He has to be driven, carried, and carried, and he is more difficult to take care of than his biological father. Although he makes a lot of money, it is very hard work.

Lonely ghosts like the specially treated corpses, as do fairies who have achieved some success in cultivation.

You have to scatter paper money and put incense on every bridge and road, and politely ask them not to cause trouble for you.

Those who have no skills, bad luck, and weak lives will either have their bodies blown up or be killed by the monsters, ghosts, ghosts, and snakes along the way.

Pushing open the broken wooden door with peeling paint, there was a terrifying sound effect, a creaking and squeaking sound, the sound was so long that it made your teeth itch.

Fortunately, the sun has risen in the morning. If I don't have to be scared at night, I might as well come out.

The courtyard is quite large, and it is considered a relatively large corpse-expelling inn in this land of western Hunan.

But now it is overgrown with weeds, and the green and familiar people walked in. : "It was neat and tidy last time I came here. Why is it like this? There is no fragrance at all."

He Xiu sniffed, and it was indeed the smell that had been left unoccupied for a long time. The smell was tangy.

If people live in such a place with gloomy accumulation all year round, accidents are likely to happen.

He fanned himself and said, "Be careful, there is no human touch here. Let's go in and take a look!"

In the side rooms on the left and right, there are more than a dozen coffins. Lying inside are the corpses to be transported. There are many ways to preserve the corpses, and the main material used here is arsenic.

Laoxiong Ridge is too remote, and the resident corpse exterminator may only come here in March or May.

The second aunt Mouse has a job as a caretaker. She is usually afraid of corpses turning into corpses and wild beasts coming to destroy the corpses.

In a place like this, He Xiu knew the horror movie routine very well. What he feared most was to act separately. No matter what the thing or the sound was, they just couldn't be separated. If they had no choice, they would run away together.

The two of them walked around the ruined village. It was so dilapidated that it only functioned as a rainproof. If it rained, it would still drip.

In the entire Yizhuang, there is only a small room in the upper right corner left for living people.

"Brother Xiu, that second aunt Mouse went there, why didn't she see anyone?"

"Oh, she's dead. She's in her room. I don't know if she made herself stiff, put corpse poison in her mouth, and put a purification talisman on it. You were at the door of the room just now. I saw I glanced at it, but I didn’t say anything for fear of scaring you.”

(End of this chapter)