A villager said abruptly, I looked at it, and I didn't find out who the speaker was, but I just felt that I should believe it.

"Third uncle, are you sure Qian Gu has gone back?" I asked, turning my head.

"I remember correctly, what he told me in the afternoon was that he was going back." The third uncle seemed a little uncertain.

I chuckled in my heart and looked at the villagers helplessly.

"You all go back first, this matter is over for the time being." Hearing my words, the villagers were relieved, it was night, and when they heard that they could go, they dispersed in groups, not wanting to stay in front of the grave for a moment.

"Third uncle, you stay for a while, I'll ask you something." I looked at the third uncle and made a look, and the third uncle's steps that wanted to leave stopped after seeing my eyes.

I saw that the people were almost gone, so I grabbed the third uncle's arm and walked to the side and said.

"Third uncle, this Zhang Dezhi is definitely not a suicide, I'm afraid the two of us will have to open the coffin once."

When the third uncle heard what I said, his face immediately changed in surprise, and he hurriedly responded, because it was night, and he didn't see some angry expression on my face.

"It's not impossible to open the coffin, the key is that when it was found, this Zhang Dezhi's body was not unusual." The third uncle watched me grow up, and he knew that he would definitely do what I said, but he was a little puzzled.

"Third uncle, did you carefully examine his body when you found it?" I looked at the third uncle with a frown.

The third uncle didn't speak, and I had roughly guessed nine times out of ten about this look.

"At that time, when I found him, because no one wanted to approach this corpse, and besides, this Zhang Dezhi was not welcomed by anyone before his death, so he ......" the third uncle finally said.

"Without further ado, let's open the coffin, it's nine o'clock in the evening, and it must be finished by twelve o'clock." I said while picking up the shovel brought by the third uncle next to me.

When the third uncle heard my words, he quickly picked up a shovel and dug up.

The villagers were all there before, and if the cause of death was openly investigated, the villagers would naturally have ideas, and the Qian Gu that had not appeared always made me a little worried.

The two of us dug for half an hour, and finally saw the newly buried coffin of Zhang Dezhi at a depth of two meters, and the candle parked in front of the coffin had not yet been extinguished. This candle is something that will be placed in the new hole.

The third uncle and I hammered out a few nails with shovels, and by the light of flashlights and candles, we could barely see the appearance of Zhang Dezhi's corpse, which was still a little blue-black.

Because of the removal of a few strands of yin qi, it slowly became no different from the usual corpse, and the blue-black color of the arm was also slowly decreasing.

The third uncle really didn't want to touch the body that had been buried, so he had to come, and I put the rest of the yellow paper on my hand. turned Zhang Dezhi's body over, and didn't check out anything.

"Xiao Linzi, are you too careful?" The third uncle saw me turning Zhang Dezhi's corpse over and over again, and asked curiously, not knowing what I wanted.

I didn't answer the third uncle, I still concentrated on examining the corpse, I always felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it, a thought flashed in my head, and I didn't feel anger in my heart.

I lifted Zhang Dezhi's head and brushed my hair away, and as expected, there was a small round blood hole on the top of Zhang Dezhi's head, which was not obvious because of the coagulation of platelets.

I remember my grandfather once told me that there was a way to raise corpses, but now it is lost.

Specifically, we have to start with the differentiation of Taoism, which is said to be divided into two veins, one of which has been passed down and differentiated into today's Maoshan and Feng Shui.

Maoshan is the main technique, Feng Shui is the main survey, and the other vein is divided into the corpse sect and the ghost sect.

The vein that differentiated into the Corpse Sect and the Ghost Sect, because of the improper mental skills, was sentenced to the Dao Sect and set up its own door.

My grandfather learned this feng shui secret art, which was mixed with learning a little Maoshan spell.

Of course, it has been nearly a thousand years since the division, and almost no one will care about this, and the most taboo and hated thing in the Corpse Sect is a top secret that is not passed on, feeding the corpse.

My grandfather can judge the method of raising corpses, and he also knows how to crack them, but this method of raising corpses ......

The Ghost Sect of the Corpse Sect had already collapsed hundreds of years ago, so many things had been lost, including the evil art that fed the corpses.

It's just that when my grandfather was young, he also met a few warlocks who learned to raise corpses and claimed to be corpses, but unfortunately the living corpses they raised have all failed.

Now it seems that someone wants to use this Zhang Dezhi's corpse to feed the corpse, but it seems that it has failed.

If this living corpse is cultivated, it will be invincible unless it is green and stiff. Thinking of this, a cold sweat oozed from my head, and at the same time I was a little angry, what age is this, and there are still people who want to learn evil arts regardless of human life.

Thinking of this, I secretly made up my mind that I must find out this person, how can I say that I am also half a Taoist disciple, how can I ignore this kind of thing.

The third uncle didn't dare to disturb me when he didn't speak.

I didn't tell the third uncle that I found a blood hole on Zhang Dezhi's head.

"Third uncle, I guess I saw it wrong, let's bury it, but the paper tent must be brought back, otherwise this kind of thing is really harmful to put outside!"

When the third uncle saw me say this, he hurriedly moved the soil, and at eleven o'clock in the evening, he covered the soil, and we hurried back home by the night and the flashlight in our hands.

At the time of separation, I specially instructed the third uncle to investigate the whereabouts of the paper tent, although the third uncle is the head of this village, because of the influence of his grandfather, he is still very in awe of some things.

It was already late when I got home, and I hurriedly went to sleep, thinking that I would go to find this money valley the next day, and the source of everything basically pointed to him.

Following.

I got up early, cleaned up, and was about to go out, but as soon as I got to the door, another incident hit me.

The third uncle blocked me at the door, his face seemed a little embarrassed, but his anxious expression was more.

"Xiao Linzi, I have to trouble you again, I was going to check according to what you said today, but as soon as I woke up in the morning, someone came to me. Yes, the body in the grave last night was stolen. ”

"Today, Zhao Jianguo, who farmed in our village, went to the field, passed by Zhang Dezhi's grave, found it, and hurried to tell me." The third uncle said very anxiously.

"Stolen?" My eyes widened in disbelief.

It stands to reason that feeding the corpse failed. Besides, this corpse was released by me with a few breaths of dead air, and it is basically impossible for the corpse to change spontaneously, and it is useless for this corpse to be raised.

Why did you steal it overnight?

"This matter is a bit strange, third uncle, you first let Zhao Jianguo don't tell others, I'll deal with it!" I was a little anxious. The third uncle can naturally see it.

Hearing me say this, the third uncle hurried to work, for fear that he would be late, so Zhao Jianguo hurriedly said everything.

"Feed the corpse, steal the corpse, what the hell do you want!" I clenched my fists unconsciously. I said secretly in my heart.

My intuition tells me that this matter has nothing to do with Qian Gu.

Our village is called Shangzhuang Village, and the neighboring village is called Xiazhuang Village, the distance is not too far, that is, five or six miles of road, because it is a mountain road, it takes nearly an hour to walk.

To be honest, I don't come to Xiazhuang Village very often, and I am a little unfamiliar with everything here, but I just roughly remember how to get there.

There is a newly renovated square at the entrance of Xiazhuang Village, and people are active in the square almost every day.

As soon as I entered the village, I saw many people gathered in the square.

I'm not familiar with this place, looking at the people in the square, thinking that if I get closer and ask someone about Qian Gu, I should know where his house is.

It's good that I don't get closer, but as soon as I got closer, I heard several middle-aged men sitting on chairs in the square, discussing something, and I listened closer.

"Alas, what a miserable death, it's really a pity that such a good person died at the age of fifty."

"I heard that when you die, the whole person's blood is sucked dry, is it a zombie, I often say this in that movie."

"What kind of zombies, I guess someone else is spreading rumors, you believe it!" A man seemed to be a little panicked, and he hurriedly stopped the person who was talking about zombies.

"What if it's really a zombie?" That's when I interjected abruptly.