"Zicheng." He Chenxue stepped forward expressionlessly, "It's time to go to dinner." ”

Tang Zicheng let out an "oh", got off Ma Yanqing, and followed the servant to the side hall.

Ma Yanqing also got up slowly, subconsciously glanced upstairs, walked up to He Chenxue and said, "President He, you are getting bolder and bolder, dare to bring you and Tang Qianlin's son back to Liufu." ”

He Chenxue said coldly: "Lord Ma is leaving, don't send it." ”

Ma Yanqing laughed twice: "This kid is also very smart, with a strict mouth, don't say that you are his mother, say that you are a little aunt." You taught, right? This kid is good, really, if I want, I will take him as my godson. ”

He Chenxue looked at Ma Yanqing expressionlessly: "Lord Ma will go slowly, not far away." ”

Ma Yanqing swaggered away, and when He Chenxue's eyes moved back from the door, he found that Liu Mouzheng had already walked downstairs at some point.

Liu Mouzheng yawned and said, "I'm a little sleepy, I'll go to sleep for a while, do you want to accompany me?" ”

He Chenxue smiled: "If you want me to accompany you, I will accompany you." ”

With that, He Chenxue went up and grabbed Liu Mouzheng's arm and went upstairs.

In the side hall, Tang Zicheng, who heard the conversation between the two, put down his chopsticks, and in the face of the delicious table, he suddenly lost his appetite, this young child, at this moment, really realized that his father is his father, his mother is his mother, he is himself, and he has nothing to do with the so-called family.

On the speeding train, Jiro Takahashi watched as the female corpse in the coffin of the mound gradually turned black, and finally turned into charcoal in the shape of a human.

Jiro Takahashi pointed to the female corpse in the coffin and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Sure enough......" Tang Qianlin shook his head slightly, "It's troublesome, and it's a big trouble." ”

Jiro Takahashi hurriedly asked, "Why?" ”

Tang Qianlin said: "When we arrive at the non-like mountain, we see the place where you are stained with a thousand feet, and I will explain it depending on the situation, I have to rest." ”

After Tang Qianlin finished speaking, he left, leaving Takahashi Jiro standing there alone, looking at the thing in the coffin that he didn't know what to call it.

He thought that in the past six years, what he had seen in the extraordinary mountains was already unbelievable enough, but he didn't expect that it was just the beginning.

Jiro Takahashi slowly sat on the ground leaning against the carriage, reached out to touch the place behind his shoulder where there was a thousand-legged mayfly, and said to himself, "Will I be able to return to Japan alive?" ”

Tang Qianlin returned to the carriage, closed his eyes and recuperated, Li Yunfan and Yi Mochen sat down, and after the others didn't notice this, Yi Mochen hurriedly asked, "What's the situation?" ”

Tang Qianlin didn't open his eyes, but said, "It's troublesome, the sewing thousand corpses are also involved." ”

"What?" Yi Mochen was taken aback, "You said that those corpse chasers were also involved in this matter?" ”

Li Yunfan was confused: "What do you mean by driving out corpses?" What are you talking about? ”

Tang Qianlin finally opened his eyes: "The special method of making the corpse in the coffin of the human mound can only be understood by sewing a thousand corpses, so I can be sure that hundreds of years ago, the evil sa in shamanism had a relationship with sewing a thousand corpses......

Speaking of this, Tang Qianlin told the two of them everything he had seen in the coffin before.

Yi Mochen's face changed after hearing this, but Li Yunfan still didn't understand.

Li Yunfan asked: "What is sewing a thousand corpses?" ”

Tang Qianlin explained: "The coffin in western Sichuan, the local master in western Jinxi, and the corpse in Xiangxi, these three professions are the most mysterious among the different ways, and sewing a thousand corpses is another name for the corpse chaser in Xiangxi." ”

Li Yunfan didn't understand these at all: "Why do you call sewing a thousand corpses?" ”

"This is another identity of the corpse chaser clan, the earliest group of corpses and those executioners who cut off their heads are two professions that complement each other, the executioner is responsible for killing, and sewing thousands of corpses is responsible for mending." When Tang Qianlin said this, he asked Li Yunfan, "Do you know what it means to be in charge of making up?" ”

Li Yunfan shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Yi Mochen answered next to him: "Ordinary prisoners, executioners can't directly cut off their heads during execution, they need to leave a layer of skin on their necks, this is a particular thing, one is to keep the whole corpse, and the other is to allow the sewing of thousands of corpses to be able to sew back the head along that layer of skin." ”

Li Yunfan hesitated and asked, "Is it true to drive out the corpse?" ”

Yi Mochen looked at Tang Qianlin, because he was also unsure.

Tang Qianlin said: "Let's put it this way, we have also investigated the three most mysterious sects in the different realms, I can only say that there are too many things that cannot be explained, I can't say that the legends are all true, but I can't completely deny it, but as far as I know, it is impossible to let the corpse move around like a living person as we know on weekdays." ”

Yi Mochen asked, "But I heard that you can use spells to drive corpses away?" ”

Tang Qianlin explained: "When I went to Hunan and Guangxi for a generation, I saw this so-called corpse driving with my own eyes, the corpse craftsmen changed into the same clothes as the deceased before going on the road, and then used bamboo poles to pass through the sleeves of the clothes worn by the deceased, and one person in front and one carried two bamboo poles, so as to erect the corpse of the deceased. ”

Yi Mochen thought for a while and said, "No wonder the corpse chaser also has a nickname called hanging foot, is it because the deceased's body is erected and his feet are off the ground?" ”

Tang Qianlin said: "That's right, it's true. However, the faction of chasing corpses split into two factions like us at the end of the Qing Dynasty, one faction called itself Yaojin, and the other faction claimed to be Bafang. ”

Li Yunfan asked, "Why?" ”

Tang Qianlin explained: "Because of greed, opium was rampant in the late Qing Dynasty, and some of the corpse craftsmen felt that it was profitable, and some people found corpse craftsmen to cooperate and use corpses to hide opium. ”

Li Yunfan nodded: "So, is it related to Evil Sa or Bafang?" ”

Tang Qianlin laughed after hearing this, and just as he wanted to speak, Yi Mochen smiled and said: "What kind of brain do you have, you have said that it was split at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and that Buddha statue is from the Ming Dynasty at a glance." ”

Li Yunfan patted his head: "Yes, I'm confused, there are too many things, and I can't react for a while." ”

Tang Qianlin said: "Have a good rest, when we get to Fushun, we still have a lot of things to do, and now I'm afraid that the two factions of Yaojin and Bafang will hear the news and come to hear the news, and then it will be terrible, and our plan will be completely messed up." ”

Yi Mochen didn't know what to say, just nodded silently, changed seats and continued to drink.

Li Yunfan sat there, taking everything out of his mind one by one, trying to figure it out, but the more he thought about it, the more complicated it became, and the more he drew the line, the more chaotic it became.

The train was still speeding forward, just like the complicated and strange things they had experienced, and it would not stop to give them time to catch their breath.

Similarly, Li Qingxiang, who was far away in Harbin, couldn't breathe at this moment. Sitting in the military commander's safe house, he held the telegram he had just received from the military commander's Changchun station, and covered his chest in severe pain, feeling that he was about to suffocate.

The telegram said that they had received four bodies from the anti-union guerrillas, and that the head of the Changchun station had been properly buried because he recognized one of them as a member of the Harbin station.

The dispatcher standing next to Li Qingxiang looked at Li Qingxiang, whose face was very ugly, and said, "Team leader, are we going to send someone to receive it?" ”

Li Qingxiang, who was distracted, didn't hear what he was saying clearly at all, but he still shook his head, but his head was puzzled and regretful.

The dispatcher said: "The bodies of Han Jiang and others were found in the snow by the railway, and because they were not their people, they guessed that it should be us or the people of the Central Union, so they found a way to contact the nearest Changchun Station." ”

Li Qingxiang finally came back to his senses: "But, how could it be, what did they do?" What happened? ”

When the dispatcher heard Li Qingxiang say this, he asked strangely: "Didn't you send a secret telegram to let them carry out the mission?" ”

"What?" Li Qingxiang got up suddenly, "The secret message I sent?" When? ”

The dispatcher turned around and took out a telegram from the secret compartment and said: "You see, this is an urgent telegram you sent the day before yesterday. ”

Li Qingxiang took the message and looked at it carefully: "I haven't sent any secret messages at all, I'm being monitored by people from the Security Bureau, and I don't have a chance to turn on the radio at all, I didn't give this order!" ”

The dispatcher was even more puzzled: "But the method of sending the message is yours, the frequency of the radio station is not wrong, and the message is also our special password." ”

Li Qingxiang pinched the message and fell into a complete confusion. What the hell is going on?

Could it be that the Kwantung Army and the puppet Manchurians have already interpreted the contact information and relevant passwords of the Kunlun group? No, it can't be, if that were the case, I would have been arrested a long time ago, and this safe house would have ceased to exist a long time ago.

What the hell is going on?

Li Qingxiang sat down again, and suddenly he understood something - the Japanese forced him to become a consultant in the secret search section, not because he used to be a cargo chaser, it was just a cover.

Thinking of this, Li Qingxiang said to himself: "They are coming for the Kunlun group, and they were from the beginning. ”

"Could it be that someone from our Harbin side has defected?" The agent guessed, and then he denied himself, "But this set of passwords is only known to you and me. ”

Li Qingxiang raised his eyes and looked at the agent when he heard this.

The agent was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained: "Team leader, I definitely did not betray the party-state!" ”

It won't be him. Li Qingxiang nodded, taking his eyes off the frightened face of the dispatcher, although this person is smart, but he doesn't have the courage, who could it be?

In addition to himself, this set of passwords is known only to the upper echelons of the military command, could it be that there is a problem at the upper echelons of the military command?

Impossible, the Kunlun group in Harbin was secretly formed by Boss Dai and Secretary Mao.

Li Qingxiang picked up the telegram and threw it into the brazier, and waited for the telegram to be burned before saying to the dispatcher: "You truthfully report this matter to the Chongqing side." ”

"Truthfully?" The dispatcher hesitated, "Didn't you say that it wasn't you who gave the order?" ”

Li Qingxiang said: "We have to investigate this matter slowly, when you report, just say that I gave the order, as for what happened during the mission, just say that we are still investigating." ”

The dispatcher nodded: "Yes, I see." ”

Li Qingxiang said again: "The Japanese went to Fushun to investigate the matter of Feibishan, we have to stop it no matter what, can we contact Fengtian Station and let them cooperate?" ”

The dispatcher said: "The Fengtian station has gone wrong before, and it is being investigated by the National Police Agency and the local security bureau, and it has been dormant for some time. ”

"Oh no, the people sent by Chongqing won't be able to arrive for a while." Li Qingxiang's face was full of sadness, "But they must be stopped, so they can only go to recruit soldiers." ”

The dispatcher was puzzled when he heard this unfamiliar word: "Recruitment? ”

"It's what Westerners call mercenaries." Li Qingxiang looked at the brazier and said, "In our China, there is also a mercenary army, which is called recruiting soldiers on the rivers and lakes, and they call themselves 'trenches'. ”