I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 65

Yu Chen heard all these news from the corpse movers on the mountain in the morning of the third day.

He killed Ji Laoliu that day, and after he got information about the Blackwater Gang from the Zhengqing Gang and returned to the mountain, he nestled on the mountain for a day and a night to see information about the Blackwater Gang.

I have to say that Xie Qing's work is really reassuring.

In addition to the information that everyone knows on the surface, more unknown information about the Blackwater Gang is listed on the scroll one by one.

For example, in addition to human trafficking, the Blackwater Gang is also engaged in "gambling", "brothel", "big smoke" and many other shady activities.

As for the remaining five masters, except for the congenitally perfect and invincible master, the remaining four masters are responsible for their own business.

For example, the third master is in charge of the "big smoke" business.

And the lives and strength of these masters and some masters under them are also marked.

Except for the dead Ji Lao Liu, the head and the second head of the Black Water Gang are all born masters.

As for the remaining four masters, although they also practice martial arts, they are only acquired and have not developed their inner strength.

All in all, Yu Chen read the information for a day and a night, and in the early morning of the third day, when he read it at random, the corpse mover also came.

Dragging his old cart, it was covered with a layer of white cloth, and there was a faint shape of a "person" under the white cloth, which must be another corpse.

He greeted Yu Chen, and started digging a hole in the wind and snow. When the cold wind blew, the white cloth covering the corpse was blown away.

A burly corpse was revealed in the wind and snow.

He was about the same size as the corpse mover, and as strong as a bull.

There are old scars under the countless scars all over his body. It can be seen that this is a guy who licks blood with a knife.

And the most frightening thing is that his head is gone.

There was nothing on the neck of the buffalo-like burly body, the section was neat, the dark red blood scabbed, and the stubble in the throat could be seen.

This corpse has no head.

"Look at the grave, don't look at it."

The corpse mover put down the shovel, covered the white cloth again, and continued digging.

Yu Chen sighed and smiled wryly.

His white cloth was covered, but it only covered the corpse.

But it didn't cover the lingering ghost.

——In front of the cart, a ghost exactly the same size as the headless corpse suddenly stood up in the snow.

Until the corpse mover buried the person, he talked about the changes in Weishui City in the past two days, and went down the mountain.

Only then did Yu Chen look at the headless ghost standing like a pillar of heaven, and waved his hand, "Let's go."

Back in the house, the ghost followed.

Yu Chen took out the Duren Sutra, and while the golden light was shining, he took the ghost in.

On the banks of the Huangquan River, the headless ghost still stands, motionless.

At the same time, the revolving lantern of his life flashed before Yu Chen's eyes.

Let's talk about the name of this headless corpse, Xin Zhen'e, who is also from Weishui, but he only returned to Weishui not long ago.

It turned out that before the 30s, Xin Zhen'e was born in the Xin family, a wealthy businessman's family in Tianqiao, Weishui River.

The Xin family is in the cloth business. Although they are not as big as the Wang family, they can be considered to have no worries about food and clothing.

As the only child in the family, Xin Zhen'e grew up tall and strong, two heads taller than children of the same age.

When you are twelve or thirteen years old, you are no different from an adult.

But God is fair, this Xin Zhen'e was born tall and big, but whether it is in studying or doing business, he has an elm head, with a lot of strength, but no brains.

At that time, people laughed at him, because the muscles grew into the skull.

Simply put, when he was 20 years old, his father directly sent him to join the army, hoping that he would develop in his official career.

At that time, the war broke out on the border, and Xin Zhen'e had been away for more than ten years, except for writing some letters during the holidays, he never came back.

Finally, at the end of this year, the Great Xia army returned with a big victory. Xin Zhen'e retired from his military career, and returned to Weishui with the salary and rewards of these years.

Seeing this, Yu Chen also understood.

No wonder there were so many old scars besides those fresh wounds on this man's corpse, which were left on that battlefield.

Then look down.

And when Xin Zhen'e returned to Weishui with the money, he found that the originally wealthy Xin family had already been reduced to a slum in Hanqiao, with nothing to eat and nothing to eat!

His mother had died a long time ago, and all the servants and servants had been dismissed. In the dilapidated thatched hut in the slum, only his half-dead father was left.

When he saw Xin Zhen'e, he cried, kept crying, and cried so painfully!
As the son of man, Xin Zhen'e naturally had to ask!

Ask why our family has become like this after more than ten years?

Under Xin's father's remorseful narration, he knew the whole story.

It turned out that three years before Xin Zhen'e's return, his mother died of illness.

Father Xin was so sad that he couldn't control himself.

At this time, a "friend" in the business field told Father Xin that there was a good thing that could relieve his worries!

Father Xin thought, this person cannot be brought back to life after death, but the living must still live and wait for his son to come back, or... just try?

Never thought that this attempt is a bottomless abyss, beyond redemption.

The good thing recommended by the so-called "friend" is a kind of spice called "Piaoxianxiang". Light it in the incense burner, close the doors and windows, and smoke it.

That little taste comes up with just a scratch!
When Xin's father heard it, he felt that this thing had the same name as it!
I am so ecstatic!
He was lying on the bed, surrounded by smoke, and the old man saw that his late wife and children and children who were far away in the frontier had returned, and the whole family was happy and happy!
But one or two of these fragrances can burn for an hour, and when they burn out, the dream is shattered, leaving only an empty room, widowed and lonely old people lying on the bed, drooling.

After tasting this, Xin's father couldn't bear it any longer, and found the friend's channel again, and bought more.

In this way, for a few months, Xin's father was so drunk that he couldn't stop!

But when he woke up from the dream, He Baoer woke up first.

This fairy fragrance is very expensive.

Although one tael doesn't cost much money, how can it stand Father Xin's profligacy day and night like this?
Soon, the family wealth was exhausted.

Father Xin thought to himself, this dream is enough, so forget it?

But what he didn't expect was that Piaoxianxiang was so terrifying that he really wanted to see it!
--addiction!

This fairy fragrance is addictive!
Once I stopped, my whole body would itch, tears would flow, and I would feel the pain!
Father Xin couldn't control it, and in the pain and struggle, time and time again, he emptied his wallet, sold the shop, sold the house, and moved to this slum!
His already old body has become extremely fragile, and his viscera have been exhausted because of being infused with this fragrance of immortality all year round!
He regrets it!

If he knew that this thing is addictive, he would never touch it!

But neither his "friend" nor the seller of this thing have ever told him that there is such a thing!

Now he is penniless and alone, no matter whether it is his "friend" or the enthusiastic medicine man who sells incense, he seems to be a different person.

He went to them to borrow some money, wanted to buy some rice and some food, but was beaten up by the other party and thrown out.

Father Xin had no choice but to pick up some rotten vegetables and leaves to eat in the market in order to survive.

Finally, his son Xin Zhen'e returned, and the obsession that the old man insisted on finally came true.

After talking about these things with Xin Zhen'e, he told his son with snot and tears - don't touch that thing!

After speaking, he tilted his head, rolled his eyes, and left.

　Good brothers, please recommend and ask for monthly tickets (-^〇^-)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)