When it was about to dawn, Zhou Qiao drove the corpse to a back mountain, and vaguely saw a village in the morning mist, with more than a dozen houses scattered at the foot of the mountain, the early morning air was very refreshing, mixed with the smell of grass and trees, and there were a few people floating up from a distance, washing away the exhaustion.

It's like a paradise that makes you feel relaxed.

The trip is close to the destination, he plans to rest here, rest and rest, because he doesn't want to disturb the villagers, Zhou Qiao hid the body in a cave next to it, reinforced its three souls and seven spirits with secret methods, covered it up, and walked along the mountain road to the village, there are several households in the village Smoke rises, it should be making breakfast, he walked to the door of a house, knocked on the door, knock! Boom! Boom! A few times, a moment later

"Who?" An old voice came from inside the house, and then the door was opened, revealing an old man with gray hair and wrinkled face, seeing Zhou Qiao in front of him, the old man was slightly stunned: "Who are you looking for?" ”

"The old man is bothered, I am a mountain walker passing by, passing by you, I am a little tired and want to rest here, I don't know if it is convenient to ......," Zhou Qiao said.

"Absolutely! Come on in! The old man warmly greeted Zhou Qiao into the house.

Walking into the hall, Zhou Qiao saw a long table and two chairs, as well as a worn-out bowl and a pair of clean chopsticks.

"What is your name, young man?" The old man asked with a smile.

"My surname is Zhou, and I have a single word Qiao." Zhou Qiao replied.

"Young man, the morning is heavy, the weather is cold, drink a cup of hot tea to warm up, our village rarely has outsiders coming, you drink first......" The old man went to the kitchen again to bring up the freshly made breakfast, a pot of gruel, a plate of pickles, very poor and simple, the old man went to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks, beckoned Zhou Qiao to eat

Looking at the breakfast on the table, Zhou Qiao didn't have any dislike, he ate it a few times, chatting with the old man while eating,

The old man introduced: "My surname is Pan, this village is called Panshi Village, She people, you can call me Grandpa Pan directly." The people who live here live here, and they make a living by picking yams, growing tea, and occasionally hunting, and what you just drank is the black tea produced in this mountain."

Zhou Qiao didn't expect that there were She people living here, and he listened to the old man slowly talk about the customs and folklore here;

She people generally practice monogamy, generally the same surname is not married, intermarriage is mostly carried out in the four surnames of Pan, Blue, Lei and Zhong within the tribe, and does not intermarry with foreign people, here She women are good at embroidery, men are good at planting tea, good at weaving, on the third day of March of the lunar calendar every year, She people dye black rice to worship their ancestors, called "Wu Rice Festival", commonly known as "Shangsi Festival",

It is a traditional festival of the She people. Every day, the men and women of the She nationality go out in groups to "go out", collect the leaves of the Wu Mino, concoct the black rice, remember the ancestors, and give the relatives and friends with the black rice, wish a good year, each clan of the She nationality has an ancestral staff, and the ancestral staff is carved with a dragon head, which is the main symbol of the totem belief of the She nationality. The legend of "Pan Gu", which is widely spread among the She people in various places, is also the relics of the She people's totem belief.

The old man and the young man chatted for a long time, but Zhou Qiao did not say his identity as a corpse chaser, but only said a lot of vague and foggy words from the south.

Grandpa Pan didn't have much doubt about Zhou Qiao's words, but he said that the young man dared to walk in this deep mountain and old forest at a young age, and he was quite bold!

Zhou Qiao asked Grandpa Pan some more about Panshi Village, and helped the old man do some chores within his ability......

Until the evening, Zhou Qiao said goodbye to Grandpa Pan, and he secretly drew a peace charm for the old man, which has the same effect as the five thunder charms in Maoshan Taoism, and has the effect of protecting the house and driving away evil spirits and keeping peace.

After returning to the cave where he stored the corpse, he was now able to determine that the mountain range he was in belonged to Jiangxi, and it was estimated that he would be able to reach the destination by driving the mountain road for another night, and finally had a hope, and drove the corpse on the road again, but he didn't expect it to rain lightly in the middle of the night, Zhou Qiao put on a coat on the corpse and barely got wet, and he also put on a raincoat, the more difficult it was to go to the destination mountain road, this kind of ghost weather, it was really terrible,

Zhou Qiao estimated that he would have to wait until tomorrow to see the sun, and it was likely to rain, so he would definitely not be able to continue his journey tonight, so he simply found a place to shelter from the rain and stopped, preparing to wait for the rain to stop before leaving.

The sky was swept by lightning, the black clouds were dense, the rain was even stronger, it was falling with a bang, crackling, splashing on the water with a little wave, Zhou Qiao looked at the dark night, and his thoughts were myriad......

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance that interrupted Zhou Qiao's thoughts, Zhou Qiao hurriedly picked up the copper bell and shook it twice, shouting in his mouth

"Yin people transit, Yang people avoid"

The voice came far away in the dark night, and the footsteps in the distance suddenly stopped, and then quickly turned around and ran, Zhou Qiao only heard him shouting as he ran, "Damn, where is the corpse catcher in this place, I was almost scared to death...... Listening to the voice is like a middle-aged man's accent, it may be a nearby forest guard.

Hearing that the man's complaint gradually disappeared, Zhou Qiao put away the copper bell and continued to sit on the ground to rest and wait for the rain to stop.

It was late at night, quiet, except for the sound of insects and the rustle of rain dripping, nothing could be heard, and Zhou Qiao was completely sleepy by the sudden person, he could only sit up again and stare at the dark night for a long time......

Unconsciously, the rain stopped and the morning sunset rose, and the golden sun shone on the entire mountain, Zhou Qiao stood up and put away the raincoat, the corpse had gradually smelled of decay, and at noon, he finally arrived at his destination.

An ordinary village, Zhou Qiao found the family according to the address to explain the reason, the family obviously knew what Zhou Qiao was doing, and then glanced at the corpse that followed, and cried loudly, obviously recognized the dead relatives, and then Zhou Qiao handed over the body to the other party, originally the family also wanted to ask Zhou Qiao to help with the burial, Zhou Qiao was too tired, and was settled in the next room to rest, the family found a Taoist priest who specialized in doing things, and held a funeral with blowing and blowing,

After the funeral, Zhou Qiao said goodbye to the family and returned to Xiangxi alone, the way back was much easier, no need to continue walking the mountain road, Zhou Qiao looked at the 30,000 yuan he had just arrived, and he was ready to go to Jingdezhen, which was not far away, and it was not worth the trip.

Jingdezhen, Jiangxi Province is about 30 kilometers away from the village, Zhou Qiao sits in that old-fashioned bus, all the way is large and small curves, Zhou Qiao sits on a uncomfortable, just arrived at the destination and got off the car The whole person can not control the retching, people are also dizzy, and it took a long time to slow down,

Jingdezhen is an ancient city, the streets are very narrow, and the streets are full of all kinds of items, most of them are wooden or ceramic ware, and some are bamboo and wooden board products, but the price is frighteningly expensive, Zhou Qiao decided to buy a few changes of clothes first, and then find a hotel to stay.

The hotel in Jingdezhen is relatively cheap, only 50 yuan a night, and this is because the hotel is facing the street. Zhou Qiao spent eighty yuan to rent a night, although it was a little expensive, but the environment was not bad, the bed was also very soft, and it was quite comfortable to sleep alone.