Shen Yulin was carried back to Thrush Village by his grandfather. For nearly a month, he lay in bed, his eyes dark and sunken like two rotten peaches, and his mouth was black and dry, like a sunburned earthworm, but the earthworm was not as big and thick as his lips.

During that month, my grandfather couldn't sleep at night, worried that the weak king would suddenly appear. The strength of the weak king Daddy has not seen it, even if now in addition to himself and Luo Buzhai, there is one more Zesheng, Daddy still feels that there is no chance of winning. Grandpa's only hope is that Shen Yulin will get better soon. The ability he showed that night convinced Grandpa, so he expected more from him.

When he brought tea and water to Shen Yulin, Shen Yulin reluctantly said that although he did not break through the "three rushes and three non-rushes", before coming to Thrush Village, the master taught him some secrets to drive away zombies.

Ze Sheng didn't go to the deserted cemetery that night, but he heard Hong Xi tell me about the scene of Shen Yulin's corpse.

Ze Sheng didn't believe it, so he secretly came to Shen Yulin's window on the night Shen Yulin was carried back, and used the dream catcher net to capture Shen Yulin's previous memories, and found the memory of the corpse king taking him to chase the corpse.

Then, Zesheng disappeared for more than twenty days.

More than 20 days later, Ze Sheng suddenly appeared. He told his father that he not only captured Shen Yulin's memory, but also went to Xiangxi according to Shen Yulin's memory of the journey to Thrush Village, found the corpse king, and also captured the memory of the corpse king.

Through the dreams of the corpse king and Shen Yulin, Ze Sheng determined that Shen Yulin would not only drive corpses, but also be the apprentice of the corpse king of Xiangxi. However, Ze Sheng also told his grandfather an unexpected news - Shen Yulin is actually a handsome young man, and his current ugliness is a mask made for him by the corpse king after his apprenticeship. Because the apprentices selected for corpse chasers are selected as ugly as possible, in order to hide people's eyes, the corpse chaser king made Shen Yulin an ugly mask that was almost indistinguishable from human skin.

Grandpa was puzzled and asked, "What are you doing to hide people's eyes and ears?" Although there is a convention of choosing ugly apprentices, he is a well-known corpse king, he can choose whoever he wants, who can interfere? ”

The corners of Ze Sheng's mouth were crooked, and he said with a wicked smile: "Because Shen Yulin is the son of the corpse king." ”

Grandpa said: "It is said that the corpse chaser is the most bitter person in the world, the person who kills his parents, brothers and sisters, and his wife and children can be a corpse chaser, even if it is a ghost, he does not dare to be presumptuous around him, and he will die alone all his life, if there is no master or apprentice, there is usually no one to talk to." In addition, she is ugly, and it is even more difficult to find a daughter-in-law. Therefore, the corpse chasers are all lonely, is this corpse chaser exception? ”

Ze Sheng said: "Because the origin of this own son is not so open. ”

"Don't sell it, make it clear." Daddy urged.

"This Shen Yulin was born to an innkeeper when the corpse king drove the corpse and stayed outside." Zesheng said.

Then, Ze Sheng told his father the memories he had stolen from Shen Yulin and the corpse king's dream.

It turned out that the king of corpses often passed by an old inn when he was chasing corpses, and often rested there for the night. There is a fat boss in the inn, and a beautiful hostess. From Shen Yulin's memory, it can be seen that his biological mother, that is, the innkeeper lady, is very good-looking, slim, and cares about life.

The corpse king came and went, and gradually fell in love with the innkeeper. But he himself is ugly, and he is a craftsman who chases corpses, and he is ashamed of his appearance and does not dare to disturb the proprietress .

But one night, after the corpse king drove the corpse to this inn, he found that the boss was not there, only the proprietress was there.

He hid the body behind the door as usual and slept in his clothes.

The proprietress has a place where there is no store in front of the village and no store in the back, so that some customers are willing to stay here. But that night, the king found that there were no other guests in the store except for him and the corpses he had brought.

Barren mountains and mountains, lonely men and widows.

The corpse chaser was tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep.

Suddenly, the corpse chaser heard the woman's humming, painful and happy, uncomfortable and unrelenting.

The corpse king hurriedly got up, thinking that he had encountered a lonely ghost, or a fox spirit monster. In the process of driving away the corpses, many strange things happened. The king of corpses is often encountered. Some spirits will possess corpses for amusement or take away corpses.

He got up and examined the corpses he had brought, all of which were motionless and unusual.

He looked out the window again, but he didn't hear any strange footsteps, no strange shadows.

To find out, he closed the door of the guest room and walked into the lobby of the inn.

The humming sound was still there, and he was itching to hear it, and it was painful to follow the voice, and it was uncomfortable to follow the voice, but it was painful and unrelenting, for fear that the voice would suddenly disappear.

Following the voice, he walked to the door of the hostess's room.

The voice came from the hostess's room.

The inn is a wooden plank structure, and the joints between the wooden planks are not tight, and there are often gaps. So, the king of corpses put his eyes into the crack in the door to see. I saw that the proprietress was covered with a thin quilt, and her hands and feet were exposed. The hands and feet of the proprietress are very smooth, so smooth that at night it looks as if there is a halo on the surface. The proprietress held her hands at the head of the bed, and her feet swayed and struggled at the end of the bed like a carp on the shore.

Although the corpse king is lonely all year round, he is not a fool. Not only did he hear the strange sounds of men and women intersecting when he passed through a small village and town on a lonely night to chase corpses, but he also saw zombies copulating in the wilderness. So when he heard the grunt, he wasn't sure what was going on, but when he saw the proprietress stretching her neck and biting her lip on the bed, he immediately understood what she was doing.

But he still guessed wrong, he thought that there was a man hidden in the boss's house, and the proprietress took advantage of the boss's absence to secretly have trysts with other men.

But when he moved his eyes away from the crack in the door to another gap, he found that there was no man in his imagination where the plank had blocked his view. The hostess was the only one on the bed!

This is beyond the imagination of the corpse king.

What is she doing here? The corpse chaser was at a loss.

Could it be that an invisible ghost is at work? Could it be that the ghost took advantage of the man's absence to bewitch the proprietress and make her be insulted in her sleep?

The corpse chaser only thought of the only answer he could think of.

So, he kicked the door of the proprietress open, shook the bell in his hand, and made a soul-stirring bell sound, shouting like thunder: "Which demon dares to do harm here!" "He holds that he is the fate of the lonely star who kills his parents, brothers and sisters, and his wife and children, and the gods and ghosts are afraid, so he has no fear, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring!

The proprietress was startled by the corpse chaser who suddenly broke in and shouted indiscriminately, and hurriedly shrunk into a ball, hugging the quilt that was obviously too small and thin, as startled as a little mouse.

The corpse chaser leaned against the bed and blocked the proprietress behind him, thinking that the invisible ghost was still in the house.

Unexpectedly, the ghost didn't react, but the proprietress behind him spoke.

"Why didn't you rush in without making a sound?" The voice is timid, like a trill after a string break.

Seeing that the proprietress didn't thank him, but blamed him, the corpse king turned around anxiously and explained: "I heard you make a strange sound just now, and I saw that there was no one else in your house, so I thought you were pressed by a ghost, so I rushed in to help you exorcise the ghost!" As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously fell on the white and slippery body of the proprietress, and he couldn't help but swallow dryly, and then trembled slightly, as if he was more afraid than the proprietress .

"No ghosts...... the proprietress said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, as if reaching out to her mouth and patting it can make the sound a mosquito mark. The mosquitoes here are very thin, as long as you pat them in your hands, you can't pick up the corpses of mosquitoes, you can only see a faint mosquito mark in the palm, as if mosquitoes have only one soul and no body.

"No ghosts? So what did you just call? The corpse king couldn't help but take a look at the leaking spring light.

In the dream of the corpse king, the other furnishings of the proprietress room have been blurred, only the proprietress body is the clearest, her hair is as soft as aquatic plants, her shoulders are emaciated and her collarbones are obvious, her arms are like small lotus roots that have just come out of the water, her breasts are like ripe peaches hanging on the branches, and her lower abdomen, her long legs, and her toes......

When Zesheng peeked at the dream at this time, he was as obsessed with it as if he were admiring a work of art, and almost forgot the time. Although the fragments of the dream were quickly gone, he felt as happy and tired as if he had watched for an hour.

Coming back to his senses, he hurriedly grabbed the other fragments.

"Hey, you idiot, what else can I call......" The proprietress shrank back.

The corpse king didn't know how to answer, and stood silently by the bed, not daring to take a step forward, and unwilling to take a step back.

He thought that the proprietress would drive him away, but the proprietress just shrank there, looked away, and silently opposed him, without saying a word.

"Since there are no ghosts, then I'll go back to my room." The corpse king waited for a long time, and finally held back such a sentence.

Fragments of dreams can only see images, but cannot hear sounds. Sounds can only be heard by the dreamer himself in the dream. But Zesheng could tell what people were saying from the shape of their mouths in the dream.

When he saw the mouth shape of the corpse king and said that he was going back to the room, Ze Sheng was anxious for him.

The proprietress didn't react after listening to the words of the corpse king, and still shrank there, looking away, as if she hadn't heard.

The corpse king originally had some expectation on his face, but he seemed to be disappointed when he thought of his ugly appearance. He lifted his foot and took a step in the direction of the door.

The proprietress finally raised her head and glanced at the corpse king.

The corpse chaser took a few more steps and returned to the door.

The proprietress looked at him from behind, her eyes were as calm as water, and as moist and sticky as water.