I'm a little confused.

Is it still said that the corpse can't be moved? Could it be that the deceased was a big fat man of several hundred pounds?

Seeing the confusion on my face, Zhou Yan smiled bitterly and said slowly: "Don't guess blindly, the deceased is about the same size as an ordinary middle-aged person, and he looks like one hundred and forty-five when he breaks the sky, but the corpse is like being glued to the ground, no matter how hard the police in the bureau try, they just can't move." ”

"I can't move" I seem to understand the reason why Zhou Yan came to me, it's true that I rushed to the doctor in a hurry, I didn't see that the scientists had found me?

I lowered my head and pondered for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Is the body still at the scene?" ”

Zhou Yan nodded.

"Can you show me there?" I asked.

Zhou Yan thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Okay, this corpse is a bit evil, and it has spread in the bureau, if it wasn't for the death order from above, it is estimated that this case would have been stabbed out a long time ago, and it is okay to take you to the scene, but you have to keep it secret." ”

I nodded, this kind of thing must not be said on the surface, if it is really known to outsiders, it is possible to cause riots and panic.

I'm only twenty-five this year, and I don't want to be harmonized by a good society.

"The reason you came to me was to ask how to remove the body?" I asked, and Zhou Yan nodded directly.

Yes, it seems that the top students also have brain pumps.

When the body is removed, you can find out the truth? Are you kidding?

Suddenly I came up with an idea to make money, an absolute golden idea.

"Help you get the corpse away, give me money?" I glanced at the seafood stumps on the table and grinned, "I won't go without paying." ”

Hearing my words, Zhou Yan frowned and was about to speak, obviously he wanted to swear, but in the end Zhou Yan still swallowed the ugly words and stretched out a finger to me: "If you get it, it's a thousand, maybe you have to invite me to ten seafood restaurants." ”

"A thousand?" I raised my eyebrows, I can't miss the opportunity and don't come again, there are not many opportunities to fight local tyrants, a thousand want to send me away?

Although I thought so, I still asked: "What does it matter to you whether the corpse is moved or not?" It's none of your business, and you don't have to worry about it. ”

"Only when we move away can we do a full examination, only then can we find out the cause of death of the deceased, and it is not a problem for the body to be left there all the time." Zhou Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Just a thousand, let's go." I stood up and patted him on the shoulder, Zhou Yan looked at me in surprise, probably because I didn't raise the price.

I scratched my head: "You kid is an indiscriminate good guy who belongs to the iron rooster, I guess you paid this money privately, and I can't raise the price, right?" ”

Zhou Yan, this kid has always belonged to the type of little Lei Feng, since I knew him, Zhou Yan has often hung the word "good person" in my eyes, of course, it can also be said that he is an iron rooster full of a sense of justice.

If it weren't for my recent poor financial situation, I would definitely not have taken his money for this job, everyone is a brother, how can I withdraw money!

By the way, except for red envelopes.

"Let's go to the scene now, it's better to solve this kind of thing as soon as possible." Zhou Yan urged anxiously, and I waved my hand to signal him not to worry.

"Waiter! One more plate of abalone and two plates of oysters! Pack! ”

Half an hour later, under Zhou Yan's hateful gaze, I slowly walked to the side door of the wreath shop with two bags of food.

Zhou Yan didn't follow me in, in his words, he was afraid that he couldn't help but take advantage of the darkness to stab me to death.

I took out the key and opened the door, and my familiar hand reached out and fumbled around the wall for a while, pressing the switch of the old-fashioned light.

The wreath shop is actually where I live, the hall is used for business, the warehouse is a place to store sundries, and the back room is a nest for me to sleep, and it is also a place for the old man and his grandfather.

By the dim light, I yawned and walked into the back room.

Compared with the business hall, the back room is a little messy, many wooden boxes are placed in the corners of the wall, and there are also a bunch of ancient books under the table, which is as messy as the otaku bedroom that has not been cleaned up for hundreds of years.

The lamp on the offering table still flickered with a subtle glow, and the portraits hanging on the walls seemed to be stained by the firelight, changing from colorful to orange-yellow.

I squatted down and took out a handful of incense from under the offering table, took out the lighter and lit it, I respectfully knelt down in front of the portrait, and bowed three times with my head touching the ground: "I hope that God will bless my disciple Yi Lin to succeed tonight." ”

After chanting, I seriously inserted the incense into the incense burner.

The ancestor on the portrait is the most respected god in our Xiangxi lineage, happy god.

For as long as I can remember, this portrait has been hanging at home, even when I was fifteen years old, I was taken by the old man from Longshan in Xiangxi to flee to Guiyang, this portrait also came with us.

Xiangxi seems to be the most famous for chasing corpses, but only people in the industry know that chasing corpses is just the fur kung fu in Xiangxi's secret arts, and the real power of Xiangxi's secret art is the five gates handed down in ancient times.

It's just that now, the five gates have completely declined, and there are only a few gentlemen who have inherited the five gates, and our Yi family has been inherited relatively completely.

Exorcising ghosts, suppressing evil spirits, driving out corpses, physiognomy, curing diseases.

The old man only taught me the first three things, and he didn't teach me the last two things at all, which is why I couldn't find a way out after being poor for three months.

It's also to blame me for being lazy.

Physiognomy, healing, the most important thing to learn these two is endorsement, which is boring, and physiognomy is not as "stimulating" as the first three courses.

Under all kinds of objective factors, it led to the fact that when I learned the latter two skills, I was the same as learning high mathematics in college, which belonged to the type of forgetting after learning, and the old man didn't take me seriously.

Now I regret it.

Want to make money from the top three? Difficult!

Where is the corpse for me in a harmonious society? Where are there so many evil lands for me to deal with? Where are so many ghosts for me to catch?

If I had learned physiognomy or cured diseases, I would have been able to get a hexagram stall or open a small clinic under the overpass, wouldn't I?

Having said that, this kind of thing that the corpse can't be moved away was very common in Xiangxi in the eighties and nineties, and I also saw that the old man had handled a lot of this kind of work, so he could be regarded as an experienced character.

Although I don't dare to say that I am familiar with the road, I should be able to do this according to the gourd painting scoop.

If it weren't for the lack of money, I wouldn't have agreed to Zhou Yan to take over this job today.

If the trouble of the official family can be less, the old man's words are correct.

"I haven't done it in years, and it's a bit of an itch." I rubbed my palms together, and there was a flash of excitement in my eyes.

Although I was pulled by the old man to learn the ability when I was a child, the number of times I really did it was really only a handful, and what I solved was not a big deal, basically I gave the old man as an assistant, and this time it was an opportunity.

The corpse does not leave the ground, which is said in the secret art of Xiangxi.

There is such a sentence in the book "Xiangmi" handed down by the old man.

"The corpse, scattered, if the qi is not dispersed, it will be stored in ten levels, weighing a thousand catties."

If the old man hadn't explained it to me, I guess I would have mistranslated it, because some things weren't written at all.

The translated meaning is:

The so-called corpse is scattered, scattering three souls and seven spirits, scattering yang qi, scattering yin qi, scattering corpse qi, no qi, no soul and no soul, this is the state of ordinary corpses.

If the corpse qi does not disperse, this qi will be stored in the ten levels, and the corpse will weigh thousands of catties out of thin air, and it is impossible for outsiders to move the corpse for half a minute.

As for what the Ten Levels are, that's for later, and I'll explain them later.

"Old man, your magic weapon can come in handy today." I lit another stick of incense, smiled and inserted it in front of the black and white photo next to the portrait, looking at the old man with a kind face in the photo, and suddenly my nose was a little sour again.

I was picked up by the old man, and my biological parents didn't know where they died, and it was all the credit of the old man that I could grow so big.

If it weren't for the old man pulling me up with a handful of and urine, I'm afraid I would have frozen to death outside Longshan County more than 20 years ago.

Kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the old man three times, I rubbed my eyes and stood up.

I walked to the side and took my backpack, and without saying a word, I picked up the gong and dagger on the offering table and put them in my backpack.

These two magic weapons are the things that must be used tonight, without these two things, it is estimated that this job will not be easy to do.

After doing this, I took a handful of incense sticks and a stack of yellow paper and put them in my backpack, looked at the old man's photo, and then looked at the portrait of Xishen, turned around and walked out of the back room and closed the door.

To put it irreverently, it's strange to be happy, and I've thought so since I was a child, and I still think so now.

Xishen's body was hazy covered with a layer of white mist, and his body shape was completely unclear, and he could only vaguely see that it was a human form.

In this humanoid head, the facial features are covered by mist, but the mouth is exposed.

The corners of his mouth grinned to both sides, as if he was smiling in Ha Lu Ha Da Lu, although it looked weird, but a closer look made people feel like they were happy.

Because of this, when I am in a bad mood, I love to look at the portrait of my grandfather, and I am happy to look at it.

After being happy, you have to be smoked, and when the old man was alive, he didn't smoke me less, and the words that scolded me were also very classic: "Thin boy, why do you laugh like a fool?" Is Master Zu funny? ”

Forgive your sins, Master Zu, what I just muttered is a fart, you should have heard it.

As soon as I stepped out of the wreath shop to lock the door, my back foot was pulled into the car by Zhou Yan, and the impatience on his face was probably in a hurry.

"Xiao Zhou, if you do this today, no outsiders should know about it, right?" I asked worriedly, logically speaking, the place where the body was placed must be guarded, and playing superstition in front of the police uncle is not looking for death?

"I just called Uncle Zhang, and he said that no one was watching the scene, and there were people downstairs." Zhou Yan smiled: "The corpse of the deceased is too evil, who dares to look at it at night?" ”

I nodded and asked casually, "Who is that Uncle Zhang?" ”

"My old man's subordinate, Zhang Liguo, the captain of the criminal police brigade." Zhou Yan thought about it for a while and instructed me: "You behave more reliably for a while, what Uncle Zhang hates most is people who pretend to be ghosts, you will watch it later." ”

Zhou Yan is a local tyrant, I mentioned this earlier.

The old man of his family is Zhou Jianguo, the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, a very powerful figure, in today's words, Zhou Yan is the second generation of officials, and it is the standard second generation of officials with real power.

Despite this, the second generation of this official does not like to use his father's power to engage in specialization, which can be seen from his willingness to be an ordinary forensic doctor.

Hearing Zhou Yan say this, I subconsciously pointed at myself: "Do you think I look like I'm pretending to be a ghost?" ”

Zhou Yan thought thoughtfully for a while, and then nodded definitely: "Like." ”

"I'm like your uncle." I scolded angrily.