In this way, it seems that the practical understanding of Xu Blind seems to be deeper than ours, or he knows more about Wang Zhi than us.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why he was able to discover the existence of the darkroom before we do.

At this time, Lao Zuo asked: "Senior, there is something I want to inquire with you." ”

Kankan Daoren nodded: "You say." ”

"A few years ago, Luofu Mountain ordered ninety-nine dragon coffins from me, have you heard of this?"

Kankan Daoren smiled: "Of course I have heard of it, and I ordered that batch of coffins." However, I am only responsible for ordering the coffin, but not for receiving the coffin. ”

Lao Zuo was puzzled: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Kankan Taoist explained: "I, to put it bluntly, am a middleman. A person named Qi Zhiwu asked me if I could help him get some coffins, I first accepted his deposit, and then contacted the people of Jisoul Village in the name of Luofu Mountain, and asked them to place an order for you, and when the coffin was ready, Qi Zhiwu gave me the rest of the money, and took the coffin away himself. There are so many coffins, if I help him get them, I have to hire someone to hire a car, not to mention the effort, and I have to spend more money, so my profit will be less. ”

Lao Zuo asked him: "Why is this called Wu, don't you order the coffin yourself?" ”

"Qi Zhiwu." Kankan Daoist repeated the name to one side, and then responded: "You have a Dao on the left, but you are a dignified corpse Dao Sect, and you are a figure that can be counted in our industry, in the eyes of most people in the industry, it is difficult for a person like you to climb high, let alone take the initiative to contact you." It is precisely because of this mentality that we middlemen have business to do. ”

Speaking of this, Kankan Daoist shifted the conversation to me again: "Don't say anything else, just say it." Now everyone in the industry knows that he has taken over the second master's stall, but among those who go to Bohai Bay to do business, how many of them are directly in contact with him, and they are not all in contact with the people under him? Nothing else, I just feel that I can't climb high. ”

I said, "That's different, in the old couple's house, different shops have different livelihoods, they don't do antique business, of course they don't need to come to me." ”

Kan Daoist waved his hand: "Even if they go to your store to buy antiques, they have to contact the people under your hands first, and they are courteous, inquire about your temper and temperament, this is the unspoken rule of our industry, a few of you, either a family of gate valves, or a young and famous family, or you are on the side of a big tree, you can't touch the bottom of the industry, you belong to the high emperor Yuan, you can't feel the atmosphere of the bottom." ”

It's the first time I've heard of such a thing in all these years.

But I don't think it's surprising, after seeing the flies and dogs in the old family, I know that this business is far from being as healthy as it seems.

Lao Zuo asked Kan Kandao: "What is that Qi Zhiwu doing, why does he want so many coffins for?" ”

Kankan Taoist took a moment to think, and then responded: "He's just a barefoot Taoist priest, and some skills of exorcism and corpse suppression have been passed down from his family, but they are all miscellaneous studies, and they are not as pure as the inheritance of the great clans." I heard that Qi Zhiwu's hometown doesn't seem to be very peaceful, that village is backed by a dead mountain, and the evil corpses in the mountain are entrenched, and thanks to Qi Zhiwu's inheritance, he can barely suppress the evil on the mountain. When he ordered the coffin from me, I didn't ask much, after all, there are many evil corpses in their hometown, so it may be that they need to keep the coffin in the right vein to go to the town. ”

That's the dragon coffin, those evil corpses in Qi Zhiwu's hometown, could it be that they are all flying zombies and the like, if that's the case, it's strange that he can suppress it with his own ability.

However, Kankan Daoist may not know what the dragon coffin is for, this kind of coffin is powerful, it must be more expensive than other types of coffins, and the difference in the middle must be quite high.

Lao Zuo gradually frowned: "Qi Zhiwu's hometown is entrenched in so many evils, so no one cares about it?" ”

Kankan Daoren smiled a little helplessly: "I can't care." Although Qi Zhiwu has no foundation in the industry, how to say that it is also other people's territory, as long as he does not ask for help, it is not easy to send people over in the industry, it belongs to running to other people's territory to pee, and it is disrespectful to others. ”

Disrespectful?

How much is such respect worth? If Qi Zhiwu can't suppress the evil things in the mountains, and wait until the ghosts and corpses run rampant and plague the township, which of his self-esteem is more valuable than the lives in the village?

I can see that Kankandao is an old oilman, he knows all kinds of unspoken rules in the industry, and he accepts them all.

In the past, I always thought that the reason why our industry declined so quickly was mainly because each family guarded its own inheritance and lacked communication with each other.

It's just that they don't want to communicate, the key is that most sects are blindly conservative, always holding on to that bit of family learning, and they all think that what has been handed down by their ancestors must be the best, so they neither innovate nor make new interpretations of old books, and they are not angry at all, and the sect is lifeless.

But now I understand that the above is just appearances, and it is ironic to say that the crux of the loss of vitality in this industry is that people's hearts are not ancient.

Lao Zuo's face was not good-looking, but his state of mind was more stable than mine after all, and after a while, he secretly sighed and proposed that I drive him and take him to Qi Zhiwu's hometown to have a look.

I asked Kankan Daoren for Qi Zhiwu's address, and then immediately left Luofu Mountain and headed towards Qinling with Lao Zuo.

I was so tired that I found a service area and slept for two hours.

Lao Zuo was anxious to see Qi Zhiwu, but he didn't dare to urge me, and when I opened my eyes worriedly, the look on his face had become a little anxious.

In fact, I also know what Lao Zuo is worried about, he is worried that Qi Zhiwu is likely to be practically wiped out, once Qi Zhiwu dies, the evil in the dead mountain will rush out to harm people.

Then I didn't dare to rest anymore, all the way to Qi Zhiwu's hometown, it was evening, the village was peaceful, when we arrived at the entrance of the village, a few old people were sitting under the wall of the village, chatting about the sunset and the darkness of the night. Another woman leaned out from the courtyard gate and beckoned her old man to go back to dinner.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Lao Zuo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then we asked Qi Zhiwu's residence from the old man at the entrance of the village, I can roughly hear from the old man's tone, Qi Zhiwu is not popular in the village, when I and Lao Zuo entered the village, the old man also told us not to believe Qi Zhiwu's words, saying that Qi Zhiwu is a liar, and his fortune-telling skills are all lies.

Hearing the old man's words, I couldn't tell what kind of smell I had in my heart.

No matter how Qi Zhiwu is, without him, it would be impossible for you to live in this village in peace.

The old man's attitude towards Qi Zhiwu reminded me of the experience of practical early years. If it weren't for the fact that our industry was too snobbish, perhaps, practicality would not have become what it is today.

Most of the houses in the village are made of bricks, except for the small courtyard of Qi Zhiwu's house, the courtyard wall is still rammed, and the courtyard gate is also a tomb gate that cannot be completely closed.

Lao Zuo glanced at the brick houses on both sides of the courtyard, and his expression was very complicated.

I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came out to open the door, and asked Qi Zhiwu's neighbors, who also said that they hadn't seen Qi Zhiwu for a few days, and claimed that Qi Zhiwu was idle and didn't go out for several days in a row.

Lao Zuo and I felt that something was wrong, so we took advantage of people's inattention and turned into Qi Zhiwu's house.

At first, I thought that Qi Zhiwu might have been killed, and even if we entered the house, we would probably only be able to find his body.

The room was indeed a mess, but there were no corpses to be found, Lao Zuo rummaged through the wardrobe and a few small cabinets, and found that all the drawers had been turned over, and one of the drawers was sprinkled with some scattered cinnabar, and there was nothing else.

Lao Zuo carefully sensed the breath in the drawer, and immediately concluded that there were originally a lot of magic weapons in it, but they were all cleaned up, and these cinnabar were accidentally scattered on the way to collect the magic weapons.

We immediately concluded that Qi Zhiwu had abandoned his home and fled, and he was so anxious that he made a mess of the house when he packed his luggage.

Leaving Qi Zhiwu's residence, Lao Zuo and I went to the back mountain of the village, which is the dead mountain in Kankandao's mouth.

There are indeed some evil spirits left in the mountains, but Lao Zuo said that the evil spirits are dissipating, and the vitality on the mountains is slowly occupying the main field, speculating that the evil things in the mountains were either killed not long ago, or, or were transported away, and the reason why there are still evil spirits in the mountains is only because they have been here for too long.

At nightfall, we found an ancient tomb on the shady side of the Dead Mountain, a Ming tomb, and there was a simple array around the tomb entrance, but it was enough to keep ordinary people out. The area of the entire tomb is very small, with only a tomb passage five or six meters long, plus two ear chambers of about five square meters and a main burial chamber of twenty square meters. But each burial chamber was filled with coffins, and all coffin lids were open.

There was a lot of corpse gas left in the air, but the smell of rancid was very faint, indicating that the evil corpses here were not suppressed, but transported out.

If the evil corpse is suppressed, the air circulation in the tomb will not be smooth, and it will inevitably leave a strong rancid smell, and the remaining corpse gas will be thinner.

With so many evil corpses, it was impossible for Qi Zhiwu to transport them out alone.