The more lively it is, the happier the people will be, as long as it has nothing to do with them, no matter what the result of the people in the excitement will be, they probably won't care.

So when three or five uniformed people pounced on Zhang Sanhui, the people watching the excitement were even more energetic, and some even blew a horse whistle.

But when it was so chaotic, Bu Xi Huaiwen's mind was very blank, his brain was buzzing, he didn't know Zhang Sanhui, and naturally he wouldn't care about what happened to Zhang Sanhui, what he cared about was what Zhang Sanhui shook out of the dead man's cloth bag on the ground.

Cinnabar, Qingmo, Sanqingling, Three Emperors, Ghost Slayer, Taoist Master Treasure Seal......

These things, he all recognized, they drove out the corpse, in fact, they are not Taoists, at best, they are just a side door that cannot be on the stage derived from the number of tricks, but for these things, Bu Xi Huaiwen thinks that he knows far more than those bull noses, after all, these things are the guys who they have relied on to eat since ancient times in Qiannan to drive corpses.

It may be a little cheesy to say that the inheritance of one's vein is a rice bowl, and even a little disrespectful to the inheritance, but this is the case, but in today's world, they can't afford to serve this bowl of rice.

Sanqing Soul Bell, Cinnabar Green Ink, Painted Talisman Point Heavenly Spirit, Taoist Master Treasure Seal, Controlling Ghosts and Gods, Five Thunder Killing Ghost Seals, Corpse Transformers, Printed in the Corpse Seal Hall, Suppressing Corpse Resentment and Turning Death......

These things are the life-saving things that every master who leads the corpse carries with him, green cloth shirts, green cloth hats, copper plates, gongs, rotten straw sandals...... The world calls a mage who wears such robes a corpse chaser.

And the dead corpse on the ground, only alone, is also in response to what the elders in Bu Xihuaiwen's memory said, the corpse chaser, no matter how many corpses there are or how few corpses there are, there can only be one living person in the corpse team, and the only living person is the corpse chaser, so it is just to avoid the corpse from touching people too much.

The Bu Xi girl on the side had never seen her brother's appearance of six gods and no master, and shook Bu Xi Huaiwen's arm: "Brother, what's wrong with you......"

The little monk was bowing his head and reciting the scriptures of transcendence, with a large fur hat on his head, in order to conceal his identity as a monk so as not to attract attention. This is what Bu Xihuaiwen requested.

Bu Xi Huaiwen didn't seem to hear his sister's words at all, he just felt that his idea was a little ridiculous, just like many old businesses full of taboos, they chased corpses, and now they only live in ancient books and classics and the mouths of elders and old people, at least Bu Xi Huaiwen is so old, and he has never seen a corpse chaser in the real sense, it is useless and useless.

Bu Xi Huaiwen still remembers the elders of the family recalled: "At that time, the corpse of a vein, such as this scattered stars in the sky, hidden in the night, whenever the sun rises, in the eyes of the world Xiao hidden, the corpse of a vein scattered all over the world, hidden in the bustling noise, every time the world is in turmoil, the corpse of the vein will from the secret nest, according to the will of heaven, the heart of the people, not the guest death of the foreign country does not rush, not for the purpose of goods, the corpse of the vein is just like the railway in the world today, just their corpse chaser erected, It is a way back to the roots after the death of all living beings......"

When it came to the end, the elder smiled very relieved and said: "All living beings are in trouble, driving out the corpses, but all living beings are in trouble, but it is not our blessing, if the world is stable, we will be forever gone?" ”

It is rumored in the world that the last shop to drive away the corpse was stored in Chongqing during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and someone once saw a line of fly-headed books written in Qingmo on the dilapidated door frame under the dilapidated eaves of a blue brick and black tile on Datong Street, Chongqing, which read: "The charge d'affaires drove the corpse back to Hunan Province".

returned to Hunan Province, but it was not a return to the hometown, probably from that time, the people who drove the corpse seemed to realize something, and began to deliberately retract, and finally disappeared in the real sense of the word.

According to Bu Xi Huaiwen, the last group of elders in their family put on azure robes, and the azure cloth hats went out one after another, and it was a group headed by his second master, and at that time, it was the time to resist US aggression and aid Korea, but after those people went out, they have never returned, and the relatives of the family said that they were likely to die in a foreign land, and drove the corpses for others for a lifetime.

Bu Xihuaiwen also asked that during the chaos of the past ten years, many people died, but why didn't they see the shadow of their corpses?

The elders smiled bitterly and told him that a person who has lost his humanity is much more terrible than a corpse that has lost his life.

Later, Bu Xihuaiwen gradually understood the meaning of the elders' words.

So, since in recent decades, the corpse chasers have long since disappeared, where did the dead bodies on this earth come from? If there is really a corpse chaser born again, it is impossible for him to be unaware of the fact that he is one of the heaviest corpse chasers in the world.

What made Bu Xi Huaiwen at a loss the most was that the outer robe of the dead body on the ground was torn off by Zhang Sanhui, and the robe was covered in a layer of soil, what kind of death could be so embarrassing and desolate?

Even the grave robbers are far less disgraced when they die.

This man seemed to have been rolled out of the mud of the river, and only in this way could his robe be wrapped in mud only when he was soaked.

Bu Xihuai walked step by step from the noisy crowd to the corpse, and sniffed the corpse's robe, but what entered his nose was the unique rotten and fishy smell of the silt in the river.

Spread out the neck of the dead corpse, between the black neck, the charm that had been dispersed by the spirit was reflected in Bu Xi Huaiwen's eyes, and after that, Bu Xi Huaiwen patted his sleeve and fell to the ground, unable to stand for a long time.

Miss Bu Xi squatted in front of Bu Xi Huaiwen at a loss: "Brother, don't scare me, if my father and mother knew that you did our kind of gift to an unknown dead person, I wouldn't have picked your skin!" “

Bu Xi Huaiwen's eyes gradually became solemn, took his sister's hand, and said astringently: "Bu Xi, give a salute to the elders!" “

Miss Buxi was dumbfounded, looked at her brother, and couldn't say a word.

Over there, three or five people in uniform couldn't help Zhang Sanhui, and felt that their faces were dull, but the old director of the police station with thin cheeks on the side kept looking at the yellow cloth bag on Zhang Sanhui's waist that was quite similar to the dead man on the ground, out of the intuition of an old policeman, the old director was very sure that Zhang Sanhui's identity must have something to do with the person who died on the ground, but when the corner of the old director's eyes swept to the old man Xiao who was in the crowd, his face turned white violently, these people are organized......

But I was caught off guard, but I heard someone next to the dead body say something like "...... to the elders".

After looking at it for a long time, to make sure that he heard correctly, the old director breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped off the pale yellow sweat stains on his forehead, cracked his mouth without smiling, rubbed his index finger and thumb extremely hard, and said to Buxi Huaiwen: "Oh, that young man, this is your elder, that's it, you say, this case seems to be very hanging, Uncle has been doing it for so long, and when he died, he really hasn't seen it, you say, if you say that the case is filed, then let's report it to the leader above, that's it, this is not clear, It's going to take a lot of work......"

Bu Xihuaiwen didn't look at the old director, and said in a low voice: "No need, I can't find anything!" “

The old director was a little disappointed, and then he became happy again, and happily patted Bu Xihuaiwen's shoulder and said: "Mourning and change, if this is the case, then okay, you take the time to go to the office to make a record and sign it, this corpse ...... Ah, where are you, Uncle sent someone to drive someone to you and bury it well......"

Bu Xi Huaiwen naturally refused again.

In this way, the old director, who was relaxed, glanced approvingly at the reasonable Bu Xi Huaiwen, waved his hand to disperse the crowd, and he scattered with his own people.

Only Zhang Sanhui, Yuan Yu, and Old Man Xiao were left, and a few of them looked at Bu Xi Huaiwen suspiciously.