Zhang Tianduo shrugged his shoulders and didn't ask, after thinking about it, he asked curiously: "Senior sister, since you can't cultivate this set of exercises deeply, how about you learn the other set of exercises?" ”

Li Xiang said with a smile: "The other set of exercises is even more fierce, and women can't learn it." ”

Zhang Tianduo was disappointed, stood up and said: "Alas, I didn't expect to learn these skills to see a Yizhuang, it's not tiring." ”

"Master is not an ordinary banker." Li Xiang reminded.

Zhang Tianduo agrees with this, with what he knows about Yizhuang, Fu Bowen and Xieyunzhuang are very different from the rumored Guanzhuang and Yizhuang, especially Jieyunzhuang, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a Yizhuang.

As soon as he thought of Jieyunzhuang, Zhang Tianduo thought of the coffin in the mourning hall, and he asked: "Senior sister, when I was in Nanyang, I heard that people who chase corpses can make dead bodies move, is this true?" ”

"Naturally, it's true, there are many corpses in the mourning hall that were sent by the corpse chaser."

"Huh?!" Zhang Tianduo looked incredulous, and it took him a long time to react: "You mean that the corpse chasers will come to our Yizhuang?" ”

"yes." Li Xiang nodded and explained: "Most of the deceased in Yizhuang are from other places, and they will be temporarily parked in Yizhuang after death, waiting for their relatives and families to come to claim them. ”

"Also, some people in Zhangjiazhen who are making a living outside will return to their roots after they die, and some of them will be temporarily stored in Yizhuang after they come back, and then let the relatives of the deceased bring them back for burial after the master has finished doing the law."

"In addition, there are a small number of ownerless death row prisoners sent by the government in Yizhuang, most of them are unknown, and no one claimed them after their deaths, so the government stuffed them to Yizhuang and left them alone." Speaking of this, Li Xiang suddenly smiled and said: "Master hates receiving this kind of goods the most, not only does he have no oil and water to fish, but he also has to move the ground and place it, if it weren't for the government to send a ration to Master every year, Master would have turned his face a long time ago." ”

Zhang Tianduo was only dumbfounded when he heard it, he didn't expect that there were so many doorways here, he thought about it calmly, and he asked the most critical question: "Senior sister, won't these corpses rot after being left for so long?" ”

"Of course not, there are thousands of corpse fixing techniques, corpse chasers will, masters will also, each family has its own means, but the general Zhuang people will not know this kind of secret method, so those Yizhuang often have corpses rotting, sometimes parked for a long time, and even only a pile of white bones remains."

Zhang Tianduo only listened to it and rubbed his hands again and again, and said for a long time: "Senior sister, can you teach me this corpse fixing technique?" ”

Li Xiang spread his hands when he heard this: "I don't know this, the master said that women can't enter the mourning hall, and they shouldn't touch the corpse easily, so it's useless to learn this kind of skill." ”

"Can't enter the mourning hall? Why? ”

Zhang Tianduo's question was endless, and Fu Bowen, who could hear it clearly in the back room, couldn't help but say loudly: "Master will tell you these things in the future, practice quickly." ”

Zhang Tianduo shrugged helplessly, and practiced again with a "hey" sound.

Five days later, Zhang Tianduo slowly got used to the life of Yizhuang, and he was not half-dead like the first day when he practiced, but he felt a little bored every day in addition to practicing and practicing.

That night, Zhang Tianduo decided to explore the backyard of the East Wing at night to see what was behind that door, and why every time he mentioned it, Fu Bowen and Li Xiang prevaricated him on the grounds that "you can't go in yet".

After nightfall, Jieyunzhuang looked a little gloomy, Zhang Tianduo gently pushed open the door, cat-body, tiptoed to the passage of the backyard of the east chamber, suddenly, a crisp knock on the door sounded, frightened Zhang Tianduo, hurriedly hid under the rockery in the compound.

As soon as he hid under the rockery, the lights in Fu Bowen's house turned on.

Soon, Fu Bowen walked out with an oil lamp in his coat, and when he arrived at the door of the mourning hall, he glanced back at Zhang Tianduo's room, and then pushed the door in.

Zhang Tianduo was surprised in his heart, who could it be so late? Why did you knock on the front door of Yizhuang?

He had the heart to peek, but he was afraid of being discovered by Fu Bowen, and when he was hesitating, a hearty laugh came from the mourning hall: "Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a few months, you look good, has something good happened?" ”

Immediately afterwards, a tough and calm voice sounded: "I've seen Uncle Shi." ”

Fu Bowen's voice also came out: "Hehe, junior brother, this time I brought Caisheng, it seems that there are a lot of goods." ”

The man sighed: "Alas, now that the situation is turbulent, there are more and more people dying in foreign lands, and I can't be happy, junior brother." ”

Fu Bowen said: "The realm of the junior brother is admirable, come, please come in." ”

The man said a few polite words and said, "Caisheng, you come." ”

Fu Bowen smiled: "What? The junior brother is willing to let the talented student be independent? ”

The man said, "Alas, old man, it's almost time to let this kid go away alone." ”

In addition to the sound of talking, there was a rattle bell in the mourning hall from time to time, Zhang Tianduo was itching to hear it, he was really curious about what this person called Caisheng was doing, but unfortunately there was a hut between the mourning hall and the compound, which was full of paper incense candles, and it was impossible to see the situation inside from the rockery.

The only thing that can be seen inside the mourning hall is the passage in the backyard of the west wing, which is only separated from the mourning hall by a layer of window paper.

Zhang Tianduo walked with bated breath, quietly came to the passage in the backyard of the West Wing, dipped his index finger in saliva, and stabbed the window paper.

At a glance, Zhang Tianduo immediately had goosebumps, and saw several people with black veils standing upright on one side of the mourning hall, these people neither moved nor made a sound, like a piece of wood.

On the other side, Fu Bowen was looking at a stack of yellow paper in his hand, and beside him stood a tall and thin Taoist and a fierce young man.

The young man had a rattle in his hand, and every time he shook it in front of the man with the black veil outside the door, the man would take a big step forward.

Zhang Tianduo's heart was beating violently, he knew that the Taoist and the young man were the legendary corpse chaser, and those with black veils on their heads were dead corpses.

The young man led the dead bodies into the door, stepped over the charcoal brazier placed by the threshold, and said, "Master, they have all crossed smoothly. ”

"Hmm." The man nodded, raised his hand and counted a few corpses, and said, "Send these to the coffin room." ”

The young man rattled the corpses out of the group of corpses, took a key handed by Fu Bowen, and walked towards the small door step by step.

Zhang Tianduo was suspicious, the key that Fu Bowen handed over to the young man was the key to the backyard of the East Wing?

His suspicions were soon answered, and the young man led the corpses out of the hall to the back yard of the east wing, and he took out the key to open the door, and soon disappeared into the darkness with the corpses.

In the hall, Fu Bowen and the man were putting the corpses left behind in the coffin, although Zhang Tianduo was also curious, he wanted to explore the corpses more.

After hesitating, he dared to touch the backyard of the East Wing.

The structure of the backyard of the East Wing was beyond Zhang Tianduo's imagination, and he had imagined the situation in the backyard of the East Wing several times in the past few days, but he never expected it to be such a scene.

On the left side of the backyard stands a row of coffin-like black huts, which have locks and thresholds, and an iron plate hanging from the top, in which some unknown objects are placed.

The right side of the backyard is planted with flowers and plants that Zhang Tianduo has never seen before, these flowers and plants are colorful, different shapes, and some even exude a faint purple light, which looks particularly demonic.

What made Zhang Tianduo unimaginable was that there was a tomb in the middle of the backyard, there was no tombstone, and the entire mound was made of bluestone, covered with moss, which looked eerie in the moonlight.

It was unimaginable that there was a grave in the backyard of the east wing of Xieyunzhuang, and Zhang Tianduo saw that the young man was sending the corpses into the hut one by one, and hurriedly ran to the grave to hide.

He found that every time the young man brought a body into the hut, he would set fire to the iron plate hanging from the small roof.

After sending the body into the hut, the young man closed the door of the hut, clapped his hands, and walked out of the backyard.

There was a "click" sound, the young man locked the door, and the footsteps faded away.

At this time, only Zhang Tianduo and the dead bodies were left in the backyard of the East Chamber, and he waited for a while before slowly standing up from behind the grave.

Walking around the tomb in front of him, Zhang Tianduo's doubts became more and more intense: "Why did the third uncle build a tomb in the backyard?" Who is buried here? ”

Thinking about it, Zhang Tianduo had no choice but to give up and walk to those small black houses instead, where the corpses were what he really wanted to explore.

He looked down and saw that the latches of the small black room were all placed outside, which was completely different from the ordinary door, and when he raised his nose, he smelled a strange fragrance coming from the small black room.

With a few deep breaths, his heartbeat calmed down slightly, and he reached out and opened the door of the small black room.

There was nothing in the little dark room except the dead body and the iron plate on top. Looking at the motionless corpse in front of him, shrouded in black veil, Zhang Tianduo's heartbeat beat violently again.