The old man looked at the six coffins in the house, put away his smile, his face sank slightly, and he was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by a shout outside the door, the voice was extremely rough, as if there was a thousand-year-old phlegm stuck in his throat, and in an authentic Northeast cavity, but with a little Zhou Libo-like **, people had a feeling that they wanted to beat him just by listening to the voice. This voice is familiar to me, that's right, it's Feng Erbiao!

I heard Er Biao calling my name on the hillside, so I immediately looked out the window, as soon as I saw my teammates, my hanging heart finally relaxed, a second ago I was still worried and scared like a little daughter-in-law, but now I have put on a posture of Detective Di Renjie, looking at the old and the young with my head held high, and my eyes are full of contempt for everything.

At this moment, there is nothing in those six coffins, even if there is anything, I am categorically not afraid. I made a serious "pause" gesture to the old man, telling him to wait and then I went out to meet someone first.

I walked outside the door and shouted to the confused Er Biao, "Er fool, I'm here!" ”

When Er Biao heard my voice, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked towards me happily, and complained to me: "Third child, you eight calves want to scare us to death, right, what are you doing here?" You said you didn't leave us a mark when you left the place, what a fucking amateur. We thought you drank your father's wine. ”

I said to Er Biao angrily: "Fuck you, I'm drinking your wife's second wedding wine is about the same, don't talk about the calf, get down to business, what about our people?" ”

Er Biao said: "Aren't they all scattered to find you, whoever finds it first will send a signal flare to notify everyone." ”

After he finished speaking, he slowly took out a cannon from his pocket, and as soon as he pulled the lead, the gunpowder in the cannon flew into the sky with a whoosh. But the embarrassing thing is that the fireworks exploded in the sky in the shape of a "heart", and Er Biao and I stood under the love flower and choked half to death, our faces were darker than the other, and we couldn't wait to rush back to the headquarters immediately, and press the staff in charge of purchasing equipment into the water tank and drown, what the hell is this called......

After the flare was issued, my teammates rushed over one after another, and everyone came to me to complain about me twice, asking me why I didn't leave a mark in the same place, and I said that I stayed, leaving a heroic spirit, which can only be detected by experiencing it with my heart.

I forced myself to do it, but obviously my teammates didn't buy it and asked me what I was doing here. What's going on with this house? So I told everyone what happened after Gu Nianxia left, and I described myself as very brave, whether it was in the face of the six mysterious coffins, or in the face of the weird parrot, I was not shocked, calm as the night, and the open-mindedness between his every move was even more handsome than when I tore up my own subsistence certificate.

Everyone listened to my spitting stars, but the more they listened, the more confused they became, Zhou Boren coughed dryly twice, and said to everyone: "Since this house is so weird and close in front of us, I think we might as well go and take a look." After Zhou Boren finished speaking, he walked forward with the group, and I went back to the house again.

The old people and children in the house are sitting around the stove to boil water, see us coming, very polite, not only invite us to sit, but also make hot tea for each of us, everyone around the fire to drink tea, the scene is very warm, just like the Northeast people New Year. The old man brought us some cornmeal stickers and gave them to us, and he sat down between us with a smile, sighed softly, and told us his story......

The white-haired old man's name is Jia Enguo, who was a corpse driver in Xiangxi in his early years, and later the burial was changed to cremation, and the corpse drivers changed careers one after another. The kid is also surnamed Jia, with a single name and an eastern character, and he is his own grandson. The two of them lived in this deep mountain and old forest not to do anything, but were appointed by the city government to do the business of "picking up corpses" under Cuomei Peak.

Old man Jia looks like an immortal on the surface, like an immortal, but in fact, his life is not very smooth, in our old Beijing dialect, it is called a very fucked up life.

The three most fucked-up tragedies in life are "losing a mother in early life, widowing in middle age, and losing a child in old age". These three things did not fall behind like Old Man Jia, and they were all stained. But fortunately, God wanted to fix him, but he didn't want to die, and his son left him a grandson before he went to see Marx, which is more or less a comfort.

Old man Jia took a handful of and urine, and pulled his little grandson to such a big age, he thought that he could close his eyes smoothly in this life, but he didn't expect his grandson to find out a strange disease called "chronic immunity syndrome" in another physical examination.

There will be no cure for this disease, and it is necessary to inject a protein drug imported from Japan for a long time, but this drug is very expensive, and Jia Enguo can't afford to feed it at all, so he asked the government for help, and the government also helped, but it is not a long-term solution. Later, the government people heard that Mr. Jia was a corpse chaser in Xiangxi in his early years, so they asked him if he would like to go to Cuomei Peak to pick up the corpse.

The so-called "picking up corpses" is actually similar to the sale of "picking up corpses" in the river, which belongs to the same nature.

There are countless people in China who go to the Qinling Mountains every year to hike through, but the Qinling Mountains are a real no-man's land, and there are so many beasts and poisonous snakes in it that they can't be counted at all, so many hot-headed travelers think that it is a heroic feat to rush in with a bag, but in fact, this is simply looking for death.

Of course, they did not go into the mountains to find them, nor did they pay someone to find them, but went to the government to quarrel, muttering that "if you live to see people die, you must see corpses".

Although the government is a functional organization, it is not a universal organization, you ask him to find it, where can he find it? There is no way, but to organize the nearby villagers to go into the mountains to help find it, and then the government settles the accounts, every time a traveler goes missing, they have to spend 80,000 to 120,000 yuan, if this continues, the government will not do anything else, just help you find someone.

Later, at a party building meeting, someone put forward a compromise plan, which was very simple, that is, funded by the government, a bold person was sent to be stationed in the peak accident area for a long time, patrolled regularly, and as long as the body was found, it would be collected, and if someone claimed it, the government would give a bonus of 20,000 yuan, and if it was not claimed for three years, it would be buried on the spot. And the person responsible for picking up the corpse in the Qinling Mountains was the famous corpse chaser in Xiangxi back then: Jia Enguo.