I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 75
Wang Qi Division, a study room, furnished simply.A table, a chair, a bookcase, a game of Go, nothing else.

Sitting at the table, Sishou Wangqi watched the howling wind and snow outside the door, and remained silent.

Qing also died.

Like 15 years ago, his disciple died again.

The head of Wangqi only found out about this news when the yamen sent Qing Yi's identity token over.

——Even if the Tianshun Perfume Factory was destroyed and countless Piaoxianxiang were destroyed, the capital of Wangqi Division never thought that something unexpected would happen to Qing.

Because he knew that Qing also belonged to the top group of congenital masters. Although he was definitely not as good as those freaks in the state capital, he was already one of the best in Weishui City.

In addition to the magic weapon bestowed by him, the brass sword and bell to save his life, no one in the entire Weishui River should be able to do anything to him.

However, he was beaten to death.

Died at the hands of the head-picking ghost.

——The head-picking ghost put his hand into his chest and crushed his heart.

Wang Qi looked at the blood-stained brass sword clock on the table, and there seemed to be an obscure flame burning in his eyes.

Head-picking ghost, too cautious.

Generally speaking, killing and seizing treasure.

But after he killed Qing Yi, he left the magic weapon, the brass sword bell, at the scene.

Otherwise, I can find the place where the head-picking ghost is located by relying on the brass sword bell I sacrificed myself.

pity.

Also, since Qing had also sacrificed the brass sword and bell, he was still beheaded.

Could it be that my guess was wrong?That head-picking ghost is also a spirit refiner who "opens the sea"?
But who is he?A native of Weishui?Or an outsider?
If it's the former, why didn't you show any traces before?If it's the latter, why are you targeting the Blackwater Gang so much?

Looking forward to the chief, can not get the answer.

The death of the beloved student; coupled with the fact that the officials sent out to investigate could not find any trace of the head-picking ghost; and the county magistrate has been making small moves in recent days-taking advantage of Qing Yi's death, That guy replaced most of the officials in the yamen who belonged to the Wangqi Division in one go.

Doubt, anger, irritability... filled the chest of this hopeful chief, holding back his breath.

No way out!

But the so-called joys and sorrows of people are not interlinked.

Or maybe happiness and joy are always conserved.

Chief Wang Qi was unhappy, but Yu Chen was happy.

Not to mention that the two leaders of the Black Water Gang were both dead, and the chief of the Wangqi Division was also dead, and he was angry.

Just feeling the internal energy in his body transform into life energy, and seeing that feeling of becoming stronger little by little, made Yu Chen feel satisfied for a while.

It's no wonder that in the anecdotes told by storytellers, those big men who have achieved Taoism are all addicted to practice, and they don't eat, drink or sleep for several years after retreating.

It turns out that practice is really addictive!
Today, he is in a good mood. When he got up early in the morning, Yu Chen cooked a few more dishes.

Braised crucian carp in soy sauce, boiled pork slices, rotten stewed elbow... and two big bowls of rice, eating with relish.

At noon, after Yu Chen washed the pots and pans and cleaned them up, there was the creaking sound of a cart outside the door of the earthen house.

Yu Chen opened the door and looked, and saw the corpse mover pulling a cart, on which lay a mass of black and bloody things, coming up the mountain.

Damn!

Yu Chen frowned, looking at the corpse mover, he felt strange.

A corpse mover is indeed a corpse mover, anyway, this profession is called that.

The problem is, this mover is not that mover.

The one who came today was also a burly and strong man, but he was no longer the bold and majestic innate master.

Changed people.

"Little brother, are you the grave watcher of Qingfengling?" The new corpse mover patted his head: "My name is Niu Zhu, you can just call me Zhuzi, and I will do the corpse removal from now on." Done, if there is anything you need to help, I can do it, just tell me!"

He patted his chest and grinned silly.

Yu Chen also smiled, greeted a few words, and asked about the last corpse mover.

Niu Zhu said that he didn't know the specifics of the situation, but he heard from the yamen that the task was assigned to him that the last corpse mover had gone back to sweep the streets, so he came to take his place.

During the conversation, this Niu Zhu was also a sincere person, and he looked a little silly, and he quickly got acquainted with Yu Chen.

And the one who moves the corpse and the one who looks at the grave, what can they talk about?

Naturally, most topics revolve around the dead.

Just like the corpse dragged up by the corpse mover Niu Zhu today, it is worth talking about.

Speaking of early this morning, aren't there beggars in the Hanqiao slum looking for food everywhere?
But in the twelfth lunar month of winter, there was nothing to eat, so the beggar thought to himself and tried his luck.

But unexpectedly, he really found it!

In a dilapidated room, there was a dead black dog lying motionless!
The beggar is overjoyed!

Thank you for the gift of nature!

Just drag this dead black dog away and prepare to cook and eat it.

But the broken pot he picked up earlier was too small, and the black dog was too big to fit it.

The beggar sharpened the tiles and prepared to cut up the black dog and cook it to eat.

But as soon as the dog's skin was cut open, seeing the scene inside, the beggar was so scared that he peed his pants!

This black dog Pili is not flesh and blood, but a person!

A teenager!
Human skin and dog skin are sticking together!
Although beggars are hungry, they still dare not do evil things like cannibalism!
In shock, he reported to the official.

The yamen came, the autopsy, and after a set of procedures were completed, the murderer was basically identified!
——A few days ago, didn’t the people in Weishui repeat that a foreigner came with a talking dog?Perform everywhere in the market, and reward money if you eat enough.

Skillful.

The official who received the report happened to have seen the commotion, and recognized the disemboweled black dog almost immediately, as the talking dog!
Immediately, the seven orifices of the anger produced smoke!
Dogs speak human language? !
Nope!

That's a man dressed in dog skin and treated like a beast!
At that time, the yamen wanted the juggler from outside, and the whole city wanted him!

It's a pity that this guy seems to be an old fritter, knowing that sooner or later the secret of the black dog will be discovered, and the inn where he lives is also empty, and he doesn't know where he is hiding.

And this poor child who was covered with black dog skin as an animal was also entrusted by the Yamen to move the corpse to Qingfengling, ready to be buried in the earth.

"Too bastard!"

Speaking of this, Niu Zhu scolded while digging a hole: "There is no good thing among these jugglers! A doll in his teens! Being locked up in this thick dog fur all day long! What a pain!

I heard from a storyteller in the county that this is a kind of sorcery called "making animals". The half-sized doll, the dog that was just killed, splashed the blood on the body, and the dog's skin was coated with ointment, and it was pasted on the doll. Immediately sew it up, and over time, the doll will become both human and dog, and it can be used for juggling to earn money! "

Speaking of this, Niu Zhu, who seemed a little silly to move the corpse, spat again, "These guys who can do everything for money and ignorant conscience will be punished sooner or later!"

(End of this chapter)