Chapter 3 Collecting the Body
The old man got back into the carriage and shouted: "Boom ......"
The gray cow beast immediately began to hurry, and the sound of "squeak" sounded.
"Good luck today, catch a chicken for nothing, my brother comes to treat you, my sister comes to eat chicken......" The old man who drove on the road again was obviously in a good mood, and the folk songs he hummed in his mouth became more cheerful.
At this moment, there was a sudden bump on the road, and on the cart covered with straw mats, a hand suddenly drooped down and pulled down the old man's cloth robe.
The old man reached out and touched it, and found that it was the young man's hand, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed deeper.
"Baby, you're dead, don't mess around anymore......" The old man raised his hand and stuffed it back into the straw mat, grinning, revealing a mouth full of big teeth.
When he withdrew his hand, the old man had another white jade ring in his hand, and he checked it in his hand, which seemed to be made of mutton fat jade, which was quite slender, and it was worn on the young man's miserable hand, which almost made the old man miss it.
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At the end of the trail is a gently elevated slope with sparse trees growing on it, and in the distance you can see a huge cemetery on top of it.
The cemetery covers a large area, in addition to a tall garden gate built at the front, there is also a side gate on the left and right wings.
In the cemetery, there are round bulges like steamed buns everywhere, some with stone tablets standing in front of them, and some with a pine plank, all of which have names and surnames.
But more than not, it is a nameless grave bag overgrown with weeds, and even if it collapses out of a hole, no one cares about it.
Outside the gate of the cemetery, there were two janitors in blue cloth robes, the two of them were bored, chatting without a word.
"I said, why have there been fewer corpse collectors recently, so that our brothers have no oil and water to fish." One of the square-faced men, with his hands in his sleeves, couldn't help but complain.
"Who said it wasn't, I haven't drunk a sip of scorpion wine for half a month, and your sister-in-law has complained several times, so that I don't dare to go back at night recently." Another man with a scar on his face rubbed his bare head and said.
"Alas, there is no way to do it, after all, the Kasi clan intends to unite with several other tribes, and there have been fewer and fewer private fights recently, just rely on those homeless people who died in Aoki City, how many can there be?" The square-faced man sighed and said.
As soon as the two finished speaking, they saw the board car coming from the gallop road from a distance and heard the old man's singing.
"Grandma's, it's really casual chatter, I just said it, and I came." The square-faced man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"Your mouth seems to have opened the light, it must have been blessed by Ah Gong Yu. Hehe, let's get the old rules for a while, I'll find more faults. The scar-faced man smiled and admonished.
Hearing this, the square-faced man also laughed along with Hehe.
In a few moments, the beast cart was already approaching.
"Old cigarette pouches, how many did you ship this time?" The scarface man asked.
The old cigarette pouch stopped the car, didn't take care of the copper cigarette pot, grinned and showed a mouthful of big white teeth, and said with a smile: "There are eight of them this time, all of them are all bearded and tailed, there is no problem at all, don't worry." ”
"It's not all, we've got the final say, Batuu, go see." The scar-faced man glanced at the square-faced man and said.
The latter immediately understood, nodded, drew the scimitar from behind him, and walked forward quickly.
"Uncle Hatu, let's collect some dead corpses in the city that no one buried, and send them here to bury them, all of them are kind-hearted rewards from the clan, this is not complete at all, why is there a difference?" The old cigarette pouch wondered.
"This is the rule that the cemetery has just set, do you have any opinions, ask the boss?" The scar-faced man didn't bother to explain.
The old cigarette pouch shrunk his neck, and he didn't ask, anyway, he was used to it.
I saw that the square-faced man gently picked up the straw mat with the tip of his knife, and all the neatly stacked corpses were exposed.
"It's all right, but this dry and thin guy can't do it." The scar-faced man glanced at it and immediately frowned.
He didn't pretend to be embarrassed now, it seemed that he was really dissatisfied with the corpses that were sent.
"How can this still be white-skinned? None of us Aoki people are from this one. Old cigarette pouch, have you also learned to fish in troubled waters? The square-faced man saw the floating corpse by the river that was picked up by the old cigarette bag at a glance, and he also frowned.
"Hey, two uncles, this is what I fished out of the ditch in the city today, it doesn't matter if it's our clan, as long as it's an unclaimed dead body in the city, I, the corpse collector, are obliged to pull it over." The old cigarette pouch hurriedly explained.
"Okay, no matter what, the price of sending the corpse before was calculated for thirty copper coins, and this time, these will be counted at most twenty-five. Besides, this white-skinned guy is definitely not from our clan, and no matter where you get it, you can only give ten copper coins at most. You're okay with that, right? The scar-faced man and the square-faced man glanced at each other and raised their eyebrows.
"Phew, if I hadn't picked up this white skin this time, I wouldn't have made much money from sending the corpse this time." The old cigarette pouch was stunned when he heard this, and secretly slandered himself in his heart.
But in his heart, he didn't say that.
"Okay, it's all up to you, you can say as much as you want." The old cigarette pouch grinned.
After all, he has already searched for "benefits", and he is too lazy to care about this small profit at the moment.
Seeing that the old cigarette pouch was so good, the square-faced man and the scar-faced man looked at each other, and they were both happy, and they were really easy to handle.
They immediately went back and called a few people, unloaded all the bodies, and pulled them back to the cemetery in a cart.
Looking at the back of the old man driving the cart and singing away, the scar-faced man weighed the copper coins that were deducted, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's still the old cigarette pouch is honest, and if you change it to someone else, it's indispensable to have a lot of tearing and wasting a lot of spitting stars, and he can add some when he comes back in the future." ”
"Yes, good man." The square-faced man also sighed.
As everyone knows, the old cigarette pouch driving the beast cart already plans to go to the city to buy a house and buy a house, and he will no longer do the hard work of collecting corpses.
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In the cemetery, a cart pulling the corpse came to a bunker.
A middle-aged man who looked like a steward walked over with one hand behind his back, holding a white handkerchief with two fingers to cover his mouth and nose, and looked at the corpse on the cart indifferently.
"These dry and thin, rickety ones are all pulled and burned, and the rest of them are barely usable, and they are stored in the cellar first, waiting for the people of the Black Fire Gate to pick them up." The man in charge tapped his fingers on the cart a few times and commanded.
"Whoa." The man who carried the corpse immediately answered.
After the man in charge finished instructing, he turned around and walked a few steps, then turned back and said, "Those people in the Black Fire Gate are very picky, wash them all for me." ”
After the man in charge left, the eyes of the stout men fell on the youngest of them, a thick-eyed young man with much lighter skin than them.
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