Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Man Who Fished Out the Corpse

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In fact, Ye Kai didn't say anything wrong, but his tone was a little unpleasant. He threw the body upstream of the water, and in the end he didn't know where it would be washed away.

"Do you have to find the body?" He asked.

"If you can't find the body, you can prepare a coffin, and you can lie in it in two days at most."

Mukan was horrified and didn't know what to do, and opened his mouth not knowing what to say. I regret that what I think is the right way to deal with it has caused such a big trouble.

"How is this good!"

"Of course it's to find it, what else can I do." I said to Mukan, who was out of proportion.

"Yes, yes, go and find it, it must be downstream, it will definitely be found."

Mukan spoke incoherently and constantly comforted himself. But there is no bottom in my heart, Fengshui is connected to the Yangtze River, and it is impossible to have no carnivorous fish.

Even if it is not eaten by fish, it is not easy to find it wherever it is stranded, and the water is so long, it is impossible for Mukan to find it even if he has monstrous financial resources, not to mention that this kind of thing cannot be made a big splash.

"Go, go, go!"

There are no nannies in such a big house, just a few bodyguard-like people. He was also afraid of revealing any clues. I tightened the loose clothes on my body, put on the high hat from last time, and barely went out.

Ye Kai's car was not driven, but the car arranged by Mukan. I asked Mukan to transfer the driver away, of course he was willing, and Ye Kai acted as our driver again.

"Let's go downstream first, there are corpse salvages over there, find out if there are any corpses." I said lazily, Mu Kan was breaking out in a cold sweat now, but Tu Qian looked at the female ghost from time to time.

"Parasitic ghosts, a kind of spirit-bound ghosts, are not afraid of the sun, have a fragile body, and barely reach the 'pawn' level." directly used Mukan as a living teaching material and explained it to Tu Qian, and Tu Qian was serious enough.

"And what are the characteristics and methods of the formation and dispersal of this spirit?"

I gave him an approving look and asked a good question, it seemed that he really wanted to enter the industry.

I told him the conditions for the formation again, and then I went on, and Mukan listened with his ears pricked up, and I didn't pay attention to him.

"Man has three souls and seven spirits, and the parasitic ghost forces himself to stay in the body because of his resentment, and the rest of the two souls and six spirits are combined with the host, like parasites, and have no sanity. But this parasite is more troublesome. I glanced at Mukan again, and his eyes were full of horror, but he wanted to listen.

"If this parasite dies, the host must die, although it is only just entering the rank, it is more difficult to deal with than some powerful souls, and you can only find the corpse and complete the three souls and seven spirits. Get her back to her senses and negotiate. โ€

"What? Regain your senses, negotiate? Mukan was shocked when he heard what I had to say, and cried out.

"I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want to negotiate with her, she definitely won't let me go. Let's go back, go back, don't look for the body, I won't see her when I die. โ€

"Go back? Okay! Unless you don't want to die, see if you really die and don't see her. I snorted.

Mukan was silent, but in the end he wanted to stay alive and drove forward from the car.

"If it's really what you said, if there's anything to be afraid of, she's at fault. Death is the end, and I will help you, if you pay me. Again, I emphasized the reward, and Mukan nodded absent-mindedly.

Tu Qian took out the soul urn to play with, in fact, I really wanted him to change to a high-quality spirit ghost. But after hearing about him, he dismissed this idea, because he must not agree.

The lower reaches of Bongsui are calm and open, and beyond that is the sea. The high bridge is crossed, and boats come and go, sand mining, fishing, yachting, and the water is also very lively. And my eyes were always on the spot for the broken boat, the corpse scavenger.

Corpse digger, a very infiltrating profession. Speaking broadly, it can be regarded as my peers. They all do the business of the dead, the difference is that I sell paper people, paper horses, and paper houses, which are for souls. And they are directly using corpses to make money, and they have no capital to buy and sell.

As a large river across Shangyang, people drown in it or commit suicide by throwing themselves into the water every year. Salvaging these corpses is the profession of the corpse digger, either entrusted to find them, or salvaged and other claims.

will get a considerable commission, and the corpse digger usually salvages water garbage without working time, and the government will also give a certain subsidy, and at the same time, you can also find some bottles and cans, and even precious items that people accidentally drop.

According to Mukan, the body was dumped a week ago, and it should have been washed here under normal circumstances. It is to see if there is a corpse salvage person, after all, the water is so large and wide, the chance of occasionally salvaging it will not be very large, and it is impossible to make a death effort without a client.

"Senior brother, what are you looking for?" Tu Qian looked at me and asked.

"Corpse digger! The corpse is most likely there. I said in a deep voice. Tu Qian had obviously heard about the corpse diggers, so he stopped talking and looked around like me.

Mukan was anxious and helpless, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Found it, let's go!" In front of the left, I found a simple small pier, and a few small boats were docked, although there was no sign, but it could be seen from the big net and the dress of those people.

Ye Kai started the car again and went straight in that direction. After getting out of the car, I walked in front and the three of them followed.

It may have been that we were coming, and a few people who were resting on the dock also came up, and there were four of them, all of whom were probably fifty years old. How could a young man accept such a job.

"How many bosses are going to get the corpses?" A sturdy man in a short shirt asked, although he could faintly see his white hair, his muscles were still very strong, and he was barefoot and rolled up his trouser legs.

I could see that the water was very good, rubbed my hands, and looked at us with a smile, this person should be the head here.

"A female corpse, probably in her thirties." I spoke.

"Don't have more specific information? For example, when was it 'launched'? He looked a little embarrassed, maybe it was summer, and there were still a lot of drowning people.

"A week ago! It was knocked to death by a blunt object, and the body was very well preserved. โ€

When the man heard me say this, his smile was retracted, and he looked at me coldly.

"How many are the slivers? Investigating the case? Even the few people behind him were not interested, and they all wanted to walk away.

"What if it's a police officer?" I smiled and said, it's funny, it's so determined not to do police business, I don't know what the door is inside.

"If it's the police, of course we won't take it, especially if it's murder and dumping corpses." He turned to me and squinted at me, turned around and wanted to leave. Although we didn't look like a policeman, he was cautious enough not to take over.

"Ergou, wait a minute, go back and check it well, find out which body has external injuries, and throw it back into the water." He said to one of the people next to him, and that person should also accept it, anyway, he just didn't care about us.

"I'll give you money, as much as you want!" Mukan screamed in frustration. But the group had no intention of turning back.

"Money has to be spent."

I thought about it for a moment, but I could figure it out. They are all people who beg for a living, who wants to have anything to do with this kind of thing, kill people and throw corpses, I don't know how deep the water is, and the police come to volunteer work, and it will not be in vain to be tired and tired.

Veteran corpse diggers will not take over such work, for fear that something will be involved, and they will be more convinced by the theory of ghosts and gods, and they will be afraid that they will have anything to do with those resentful corpses. You can't joke with life, so you generally won't do it with more money.

"Isn't the sixth master at the helm?" I said this, and the four who left stopped.

The one who took the lead turned his head and looked at me suspiciously. The sixth master is also called Ma Lao Liu, the specific name is unknown, there is only one nickname, and over time, he only remembers the nickname without his name.

In the past, he was the leader of this group of corpse diggers, and when the master was there, he cooperated a few times, and he had been doing this for a long time, and he had heard about our netherworld, and he had always maintained a good relationship.

"Do you know the sixth master?" He turned around and asked, wondering how a person like me, who came in a luxury car, could have a connection with the previous helmsman.

"Could it be that I helped you fish out the corpse before?" He added.

"So to speak." I touched my nose and said with a smile.

"The sixth master has already been planted. took a job of killing people and throwing corpses. Although the ghost was eventually exorcized, the person died. After he finished speaking, his expression was a little gloomy, and when he planted it, he said that he was dead, and he died at the hands of a powerful ghost, no wonder no matter how high the price is, he doesn't make a profit, with this lesson from the past, who dares to commit a taboo.

"Let's go! I won't take it, I'm going to go back as soon as possible to see if I have taken in the body you mentioned, I don't know if it's too late. I don't want to be as miserable as the sixth master! He replied firmly, with a look of fear in his eyes, as if he thought of something bad.

"Who are you, Sixth Master?"

"My master, for the sake of you and my master, this is the last question to answer you! Shape up or ship out. He took a step and wanted to go.

"Did your master tell you not to even take on the mission of the Netherworld?" I said lightly.

The man turned to look at me, a little frightened and a little surprised. They had a pact with us to take on the Nether mission. And they are relieved to do our task, because there have never been casualties, and the hands and tails are handled very well.

"Which vein are you?" He asked again.

"The paper-cutting person is in the line, and the one next to it is the ghost man's line." I said, staring at him.

"What? Not convinced? โ€

"Believe, no one will die to pretend to be a netherworld, they are all ancestors who play with their lives! Hahaha! He raised an eyebrow.

Sure enough, there is a origin, and it has changed in an instant, and the reputation of the netherworld is here, and it can be said that it has once again won the shade of the predecessors.

"You said you were dumped seven days ago, right?" He walked over and asked.

"Yes, seven days ago." I looked at Mukan and said.

"In this weather, the corpse will already float in seven days, and a lot of people have indeed been salvaged recently, but I don't know if there is the one you want." He asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I can't find a way to find a way again, I'll leave it to you this time."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, a family doesn't talk about two families."