The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 288 Strange Flute Sound
The bright moon poked its head out from the dark clouds, and within a ray of sky, tranquility and light were restored.

Sun Youcai let out a heavy breath, and said to one of the corpses respectfully, "Mr. Shitian, I have already killed them for you, and you have seen my loyalty to you."

"Crack-"

After a strange noise, a corpse split apart, and an old man with a withered face came out of it, and the split corpse fell limply to the ground like a rag.

It is Ishida ghost.

This place is called Mount Laer, and it is thousands of miles away from the northeast boundary. Xu Ping never thought that he would leave the northeast boundary and come here so quickly.

Of course, if Sun Youcai, who was not from the witchcraft sect, disguised him as a corpse, he would not have deceived others.

Ishida Ghost looked a lot more embarrassed than when he was in Qicheng at this time, and he kept coughing when he spoke: "Ahem... Thank you Mr. Sun, don't worry, as a friend of Dongying, you will definitely get the best! treatment."

The Ishida ghost at this moment can only rely on Sun Youcai, who secretly seized the instigation of rebellion when he was in Qicheng, and promised to make a lot of money.

Sun Youcai was a little excited when he heard this.

Originally, he entered the Witch Gu Sect because he wanted to gain fame and fortune after practicing.

Now he can regard the old man in front of him as a cash cow.

"Mr. Shitian, there is an inn in front of you. Why don't you stay there temporarily. I will bring the corpse into the town first and find a good place for you to recuperate." Sun Youcai looked at the old man in front of him and said softly.

"Ahem...then thank you, Mr. Sun."

Ishida Ghost coughed twice, took out two gold bars, and said, "Mr. Sun, you take this first. After I contact my followers, there will be more rewards for you, Mr. Sun."

"You're welcome, you're welcome..."

Sun Youcai refused with a smile, but he had already taken the gold bar, put it in his mouth and took a bite, then stuffed it into his arms full of joy, and left Yixiantian with him and several corpses.

Zidong Inn.

Located outside Leigong Town, because it is close to the main road, there are not a small number of businessmen on business trips, so the business is very good.

But things are different now.

There were wars everywhere, and businessmen did not dare to travel long distances, so the business of this inn gradually became bleak.

It was so late at night, and the lights were still on in front of the inn. Sun Youcai walked into the courtyard with the body, and then walked into the lobby of the inn alone.

"Shopkeeper, I want to stay in the shop."

The arrival of a customer so late at night alarmed the dozing old shopkeeper behind the counter.

"Hey, guest officer, it's been a hard journey so late, how many of you are there?"

Although the dream was interrupted, the old shopkeeper still greeted him with a smile, picked up the hot tea from the stove, and leaned over.

Because the guys in the store need to pay extra for vigil, so usually at night, it is the old shopkeeper who keeps vigil.

But basically he was dozing off, and no guests would come late at night. He seemed very happy to meet one this time.

Sun Youcai took the hot tea, took a sip to warm his body, smiled and pointed to the yard outside the door, and said, "I'm the only one alive, there are quite a few dead ones."

The old shopkeeper looked out of the door and was startled.

With the help of the two faint lanterns outside the door and the bright moon in the night sky, I saw a row of figures standing in the courtyard, all with their heads down, and their bodies were lifeless, which was extremely strange.

After all, the old innkeeper opened an inn. When he was young, he traveled all over the world for many years. He stabilized his mind a little and asked, "Guest officer, you are so young, do you still eat from shady people?"

In this area, it is not a secret to chase corpses. The old shopkeeper has seen it before, so he is not too afraid.

Sun Youcai drank hot tea and smiled: "Don't inquire about it, shopkeeper, give me a room, and bring me good wine and hot dishes. As for them, just give me a firewood room."

As he said that, he threw a few oceans and put them on the table.

With two large yellow croakers on his body, he finally experienced the feeling of throwing money with pride.

"Okay, guest officer."

The old shopkeeper put away the ocean happily, and went to the backyard to wake the cook up.

Sun Youcai walked to the yard, pretended to check his appearance, and whispered to Ishida Ghost: "Mr. Ishida, in this special period, in order to avoid being discovered, I can only wrong you first."

"It's okay!"

Ishida ghost's hoarse voice sounded, and he closed his eyes and concentrated, his whole body was full of lifelessness, more like a dead person than a dead person.

After taking the corpse to the firewood room arranged by the shopkeeper, Sun Youcai returned to his room, sipping wine and food, feeling happy in his heart, and after a while, he was too drunk to fall asleep.

Gradually, Zidong Inn regained its calm, and in the hall, the old shopkeeper's snoring sounded again.

But at this moment, outside the inn, a melodious flute sounded suddenly, accompanied by the night wind, as if a female ghost was crying in a low voice.

No one in the inn paid attention, even Sun Youcai was in a deep sleep, but the Ishida ghost in the firewood room suddenly opened his eyes, with fear in his pupils.

Because the corpse standing next to him seemed to be awakened when the low sound came, pushed open the door of the woodshed, and walked outside.

Ishida Oni showed horror.

He clearly noticed that the Gu insects that Sun Youcai used to control these corpses all died suddenly when the low voice sounded.

Ishida Ghost was terrified. He watched the corpses walk out of the inn and melt into the darkness. After a moment of contemplation, he also followed.

……

In the deep night, the snoring sound of the old shopkeeper echoed in the lobby of the inn.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps from far to near, and a person came slowly from a distance, looked up at the inn in front of him, frowned, and walked in directly.

"The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper."

The old shopkeeper, who was disturbed only in the first half of the night, fell asleep not long ago. Unexpectedly, another person came in the second half of the night. He got up helplessly, picked up the teapot and came out to greet him, still smiling.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay at the hotel?"

When the old shopkeeper was talking, he looked out with his probe and found that there was no one, so he was relieved.

But suddenly, as if he remembered something, he looked at the figure in front of him and saw the long shadow of the elder on the ground, he felt relieved and poured a cup of hot tea.

The visitor had been paying attention to his changes. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and said a little funnyly, "I'm talking about the shopkeeper. You're looking left and right. What are you looking at?"

The old shopkeeper smiled awkwardly: "It made the guest officer laugh."

The person who came into the inn was none other than Xu Ping.

After returning from Changbai Mountain, while searching for the ninjas in the city, he accidentally got a piece of news that Sun Youcai of the Witch Gu Sect had been captured by the ninjas and instigated rebellion.

And I just heard from other practitioners that when the Witch Cultists left, they brought some corpses with them. The more Xu Ping thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong, so he hurried on his way and chased him here.

Xu Ping took a look at the inn, and asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper, let me ask you something..."

The old shopkeeper didn't wait for him to finish, and said directly: "I don't know anything, if you don't stay in the shop, leave quickly."

Without saying anything, Xu Ping took out a small yellow croaker from the bottomless pit and shook it in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he drowsy and ran away, but Xu Ping dodged it when he reached out to grab it.

He suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly said: "Guest officer, if you have anything to ask, feel free to ask, I'm an expert in this area."

"I just want to ask you, is there a group of people passing by here these two days with some dead bodies?" Xu Ping asked softly.

When the old shopkeeper heard this, he turned his head involuntarily, and glanced at the backyard with a vague look in his eyes.

And Xu Ping also followed his gaze, and suddenly saw that there was still a faint death energy wafting out from the backyard.

As an old shopkeeper who has been in business for many years, he knows that he can't betray customers, but looking at the little yellow croaker in front of him, he really can't help it.

Give too much.

"To be honest, in the middle of the night, a young man stayed in the store with several corpses. The corpses were in the firewood room, and the young man was living in the store at this time."

When Xu Ping heard this, his eyes lit up and he ran towards the backyard.

He guessed that the Ishida ghost was very likely to hide in the corpse, which could perfectly avoid the attention of all practitioners.

Seeing the little yellow croaker running away, the old shopkeeper immediately ran after him, his body's reaction speed was much faster than usual.

But when he came to the backyard, he found that the door of the firewood room was wide open. He was terrified, and murmured, "It's a fraud, it's a fraud."

Xu Ping didn't pay attention to his crazy words, rushed over and entered the firewood room, only to find that there was no one in the firewood room except sundries, only a faint lingering aura of death

He turned around in astonishment, and looked at the shopkeeper, "Where's the corpse?"

The old shopkeeper stopped shouting and shook his head like a rattle: "I don't know, I don't know anything."

"Where is that young man now?"

Xu Ping was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and directly threw the little yellow croaker in his hand to him.

The shopkeeper said without hesitation, "Room A[-]."

The voice just fell.

A gust of wind blew up out of nowhere in the yard, and the figure in front of him disappeared instantly. After being stunned for a second, he immediately ran back to his room, hid under the quilt, and shivered with the little yellow croaker in his arms.

When Xu Ping came to Room A No. [-], he heard the sound of snoring coming from inside, he pinched his hands, and the surrounding space fluctuated, and he had already entered the room.

There were leftovers on the table, and sprawled on the bed a young man reeked of wine.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Ping stretched out his hand to grab it, and a blue palm extended from the palm, covering his head. Immediately, as if looking at flowers on a horse, all the pictures when he left Qicheng were presented in front of his eyes.

When the final picture was frozen in this room, Xu Ping frowned.

Why did the corpses in the firewood room disappear suddenly, all in good condition.

Could it be that Ishida ghost secretly manipulated the corpse to leave.

Xu Ping felt that this was unlikely, since he was not familiar with the place where he lived, he needed a place to cultivate and refine the divine power in Yamata no Orochi's body, and he would definitely not kill the person in front of him for the time being.

After thinking for a while, Xu Ping checked Sun Youcai's memory again, even including the erotic dreams he had when he was sleeping soundly.

But this time, he clearly captured that in the dream, there was an extremely discordant sound of the flute, and after hearing the sound of the flute, he immediately recognized that it was in the Miao Border, manipulating Gu worms and Corpse spells.

After discovering this, Xu Ping crushed this person's soul, allowing him to die painlessly in his sleep.

Walking around the firewood room again, channeling the remaining dead energy, inhaling it into his mouth and nose, refining it, he could sense the location of those corpses in the dark.

After thinking for a while, without hesitation, he plunged into the darkness.

Galloping all the way, he found two sets of footprints. The front footprints were very messy, obviously left by many people, while the rear footprints were only left by one person.

Perhaps Ishida Ghost also heard the sound of the flute, and was attracted, planning to follow to have a look.

The more Xu Ping thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, so he followed the footprints, left the plain, and slowly entered the forest.

Howling wind and howling wolves resounded in the forest from time to time. Xu Ping followed the footprints all the way, but found that the footprints disappeared in front of a wide river.

under the moonlight,
The vast river was shining brightly, and the sound of the torrent was endless. Xu Ping could no longer find any footprints, but only guessed in his heart.

Whether the corpse was thrown into the river or crossed the river.

According to common sense, it is impossible for the sound of the flute to manipulate the corpses to make them jump into the river, but how can the corpses cross the river?

Xu Ping sensed the death energy of refining again. Although it was very thin, he still clearly felt that the death energy was on the other side of the river.

Not thinking about this complicated problem, Xu Ping jumped across the river and continued to explore according to the direction he perceived.

The dead energy became thinner and thinner. After walking for half an hour, it was almost dawn, and the dead energy was gone, but Xu Ping still didn't find anything.

What is hidden in the mountains, and where the sound of the flute comes from, Xu Ping can't figure it out on his own.

And this mountain forest is getting more and more lush, and there are no roads in some places.

Like a headless fly, searching in the mountains and forests is of no avail.

From afar, there was a small town with lights not far from the foot of the mountain. Xu Ping decided to go down the mountain first to inquire about the town.

Maybe someone in the town can know what is so strange about this mountain and where the sound of the flute comes from.

……

The next day.

so easy.

Xu Ping entered this town when the sky was about to dawn, and also learned that this town was called Leigong Town.

The people living in the town are all Miaojiang people.

He couldn't find the Town God's Temple, so Xu Ping randomly found an inn to stay.

The town still retains the simple folk customs, headed by the clan, without any government.

Early in the morning, Xu Ping inquired about the most famous teahouse in the town.

Teahouses are full of fish, snakes and dragons, and there are all kinds of people, and this kind of place is the best place to inquire about news.

In front of the storyteller in the teahouse, there are a large crowd of people, holding tea, porridge, or cigarette sticks in their hands, and start a beautiful day with a story.

Shaking the fan in front of people, Xingmu slapped the table.

"The book continues from the previous chapter. It is said that thousands of years ago, the Shushan Sword Immortal rescued a stunning woman from the bandits in the Western Regions."

"Do you know who this woman is?"

As soon as the storyteller's words sounded, he was interrupted by a group of people laughing.

"I've heard the story of the fox demon hundreds of times, and I still come here."

"another!"

(End of this chapter)