Chapter 9: The Corpse Chaser
The coffin seller looked at Zhang Baiguan and said, "Brother, since I took your money, I won't hide it from you, there was indeed an extra person on the street at night, and I saw him go in that direction." ”
While he was talking, Zhang Baiguan kept looking at his face, Zhang Baiguan was looking to see if he was lying, going out, unfamiliar with life, everything had a long heart.
When this person spoke, his eyes were a little erratic, Zhang Baiguan didn't believe his words too much, especially when he said before that catching a living person and selling it to a corpse chaser was ten times the profit of making a coffin.
He had no reason to let himself go.
Looking at his eyes, he seemed to be thinking about something.
Zhang Baiguan continued: "Are you sure he is going that way?"
"Of course, we pay the most attention to honesty in business, and besides, I have received your money, so I can't lie to you. ”
Lin Fatzi interjected: "Boss, how much do you sell for a coffin here?"
The coffin seller said with a solemn smile: "Then it depends on what material you want? Some good ones can be sold for thousands of yuan, and bad ones can only be sold for dozens of yuan." ”
Lin Fatzi also smiled and said: "Actually, I was thinking, this living person will die sooner or later, I just want to spend thousands of yuan in advance to buy myself clothes and a good coffin, this person! ”
When the coffin seller heard Lin Fatzi say this, his eyes immediately lit up and said: "This master is a particular person, thinking long-term, my coffin here, not to mention the best quality, but in this street mountain." ”
The coffin seller suddenly lowered his voice and said: "But on this street, the quality of the coffins in my store is definitely the best, do you see it, the shop behind you, that Wang San's is the blackest person here, and he is often shoddy." ”
"Last time, the third black-hearted man killed a living person and sold it to a corpse chaser. ”
The coffin seller's tone was angry when he said this, but Zhang Baiguan could see the heat in his eyes.
It seems that this coffin seller has always wanted to do this, but he was robbed of the limelight by Wang San, but due to the rules of the industry, this coffin seller can only suppress this secret and not say it, so when Zhang Baiguan asked if someone was consistent, in fact, the coffin seller had already guessed in his heart that it must be Wang San's doing.
This time he talked nonsense with Lin Fatzi, and released his long-accumulated dissatisfaction with Wang San.
Lin Fatzi took advantage of the situation and hurriedly handed a cigarette to the coffin seller, and Lin Fatzi said, "Boss, which one of your coffins here is the best?"
The coffin seller affectionately said to Lin Fatzi: "The best coffin I have here is not here, but buried in the soil, and it must be raised with yin soil, and such a coffin is the best." ”
Lin Fatzi and I listened curiously, this method of making coffins has indeed not been heard, it is really surprising.
The coffin seller looked at Lin Fatzi and Zhang Baiguan with a surprised look, and was a little proud in his heart, and was about to say it when suddenly, a bell sounded.
In an instant, the boss suppressed what he was about to say, and his face became terrifying.
"What's wrong?
The coffin seller said in a terrifying voice: "Come in, the corpse chaser is coming." ”
Although Zhang Baiguan and Lin Fatzi had never seen the corpse chaser, they saw that the coffin seller was so nervous, and their hearts were inexplicably nervous.
Zhang Baiguan and Lin Fatzi quickly entered the coffin seller's shop, only to see the coffin seller rummaging things in the store in a panic, and quickly turned out three black robes.
"Hurry up and cross the mountain. ”
Lin Fatzi and Zhang Baiguan were stunned for a while, and the coffin seller urged them to: "If you don't want to die, just move quickly." ”
Hearing this, we didn't dare to delay.
He quickly put on his black robe.
Lin Fatzi and I were a little nervous, it was the first time we had experienced such a scene. But after hearing only a bell, there was movement in Yemi.
Lin Fatzi and I took a step forward at the same time, wanting to look down the street to see who these corpse chasers were.
But as soon as the two took a step forward, they were stopped by the coffin seller: "Don't move." ”
Zhang Baiguan and Lin Fatzi pressed their steps at the same time.
"Do you see, other people in this street? ”
We looked down the street, and everyone else on the street was standing in a proper manner, and their heads were down.
"What's going on?" asked Fat Lin.
The coffin seller said: "These corpse chasers pass by us every night, so when you come during the day, you see that we are desolate here, and at night this place is bustling with death. ”
"What an evil sect!"
The coffin seller continued: "They come to us in the evening to buy coffins, and they buy many coffins at a time, so our business depends on them all year round. ”
Zhang Baiguan listened very carefully and watched it very seriously.
Zhang Baiguan didn't listen to the coffin seller's words, he had already raised his eyelids and looked at the street, a person in front of him was holding a spirit flag, the spirit flag moved, and the zombies behind jumped a little.
It's a very weird scene, I've only heard it before, and although I'm prepared, I can't help but be a little shocked when I see it with my own eyes at this time.
How the hell is this controlled. Zhang Baiguan had such a question in his heart.
Because it was very strange, as soon as the spirit flag moved, the zombies behind it jumped, Zhang Baiguan looked at all this curiously, but he didn't know that he had been noticed.
The Taoist priest holding the spirit banner glanced over here, and that glance was very evil, and his eyes were blazing, but he was covered up in an instant.
He walked towards where Zhang Baiguan was.
When the coffin seller noticed it, he was very excited, because the Taoist priest came here, which meant that he might have to sell dozens of coffins later.
The Taoist priest stood still in front of the coffin seller's shop, and the coffin seller immediately bent his waist lower.
The coffin seller timidly asked, "Master, I don't know what you need?"
The man who looked like a Taoist priest said, "This time the poor road needs fifty coffins, but the poor road has one condition. ”
"What conditions? ”
"Come here. ”
After a few seconds passed, the coffin seller's face changed, and he glanced at Zhang Baiguan. Zhang Baiguan didn't know what was going on.
A few seconds later, the coffin seller reattached his ear and said something in the Taoist priest's ear, and the Taoist priest's face immediately changed, then he turned around and left, walking towards Wang San's shop.
The coffin seller sighed and said dejectedly: "This business is in vain, two brothers, I really want to talk to you about the relationship, otherwise I will have to be a black-hearted person." ”
"What do you mean?"
"That Taoist priest has taken a fancy to your body. The coffin seller said to Zhang Baiguan.
Zhang Baiguan's face suddenly became gloomy: "What are you talking about, he wants to refine me into a zombie?"
The coffin seller also looked wrong and said, "Strange to say, this is the first time I have seen the master personally designate you as the person he wants." ”
Zhang Baiguan said unceremoniously: "I think he thinks his life is too long." After these words landed, the coffin seller's face changed when he looked at Zhang Baiguan. This brother doesn't seem to be a good man, but fortunately he didn't attack them!
"Grandma's, that's right, this time Wang San's guy is out of shit luck. The coffin seller said resentfully.
Zhang Baiguan looked into the store and saw that the Taoist priest was talking to Wang San.
Zhang Baiguan looked carefully, and at this time, Wang San asked the man to push the coffin out, and then opened the coffin lid, although Zhang Baiguan didn't see who was in the coffin.
But looking at this Taoist priest nodded, Zhang Baiguan was almost certain that there was someone in the coffin, and nine times out of ten it was Xiangzi.
Zhang Baiguan's face was solemn, and he was already touching the knife in his hand.
"Fatty, get ready!"
Lin Fatzi was still looking at the thief with his eyes, but when he heard Zhang Baiguan say this, he immediately reacted and pulled out the Luoyang shovel he was carrying.
"Official, what's the situation?"
"Xiangzi may have been arrested by Wang San. Zhang Baiguan said.
After Lin Fatzi heard the news, he immediately exploded and was about to rush over.
"Wait, don't be impulsive. ”
Lin Fatzi continued, but he saw the momentum, and he didn't take a step for a long time.
"Boss, is there anything special about these zombies?"
"You can't eat people, do you?"
The coffin seller had already seen the knife in Zhang Baiguan's hand shouting a sharp cold light, and he was even more sure that these two people were not good at it, but he did fall in love with these two people and said: "After these zombies are refined by the corpse chaser, they can be controlled, and they will hurt people, I heard that if they are bitten by these zombies, they may become zombies." ”
Fat Lin gasped, and the steps he had taken unconsciously retracted.
"I can't care so much. Zhang Baiguan said.
"Official, that's going to turn into a zombie! Don't be impulsive! According to the fat man, I think this time I should outwit it. ”
Lin Fatzi dragged Zhang Baiguan's hand, Zhang Baiguan was speechless, and said to Lin Fatzi: "You let go of me first, I know." ”
Only then did Lin Fatzi let go of Zhang Baiguan.
Zhang Baiguan looked at the Taoist priest and Wang San who were still talking, and thought to himself that this matter was indeed incapable of being outwitted by the enemy.
"Fatty, what do you have to do?"
Suddenly hearing Zhang Baiguan ask himself like this, Lin Fatzi was stunned, thought about it for a while, and said, "Let's wait and save Xiangzi while they are resting." ”
The coffin seller heard the conversation between the two and said: "These people don't rest at night, they usually travel at night and rest during the day, which is similar to us making coffins." ”
"It seems that I can only keep up with it in the dark. ”
"Boss, is there a shortcut here?" Zhang Baiguan said.
"Yes, go around the back door and go around to the back of Wang San's shop. ”
Before leaving, Zhang Baiguan paid another 300 yuan to sell the coffin. Then he took Lin Fatzi and walked around the back door of the coffin seller's shop.
Zhang Baiguan said to Lin Fatzi: "Fatty, wait a minute, I'll get that Taoist priest directly, and you can go and carry Xiangzi away." ”
Lin Fatzi responded.
The two quickly touched the back of Wang San's shop, and then used a knife to pry open his back door and enter in the dark.
"I'm grass, it's all coffins. ”