one person's life

Chapter 105: Pill Devouring Container——Xu Xin

Tang Muzhi explained the situation, and the five people present had different expressions.

Liu Jin's face turned pale.

Pu Tongdong reacted immediately and bared his teeth at him: "Damn it...are you using me as a gunman?"

Tang Guanhai frowned for a while, and then said: "Hiss... At the beginning of this year, we also felt that the people of the Natural Sect were a little restrained, but we didn't expect that this was because they were holding back. I will leave this matter to the sect leader to decide."

It was getting late, so what happened next had nothing to do with Tang Muzhi.According to Tang Guanhai, things about the Natural Sect can be big or small, and it is not worth starting another major conflict with them now. In recent years, the Tang Sect's biggest opponent is still in this province - Huodemen in southern Sichuan.

Huodemen belatedly exerted his strength.In the past, these people still relied on their famous sects, and they would not make money, steal, or monopolize. Furthermore, when doing business, you must control the situation carefully. If you fail to protect everything, you will be "speculating" or even "forming parties for personal gain."Now anyone with a discerning eye can see the white money everywhere. Seeing that other families' money bags have become more and more bulging over the years, they have to fight for the next generation of the sect.

After returning to the dormitory, Tang Fulu specially called him into his dormitory. Tang Yingjie, Tang Yao and others were gathered here. It seemed that they were going to spend New Year's Eve together.

Both Tang Mian and Tang Fulu are experts in the kitchen, and it is up to them to cook tonight, and the rest will make dumplings.

"Uncle Junior, what are you doing standing around, making dumplings together?" Tang Yingjie said with a smile.

Tang Muzhi explained that he had touched the "Connector" during the day. Although he did not care about it, everyone after hearing this said that he should just eat and never think about touching any ingredients.Tang Fulu also asked him to go to Tang Tomb to worship the "Elixir Bite Picture" to dispel the corpse energy.

"It's... the new year is coming soon, is it appropriate?" Tang Muzhi was still a little puzzled.

Tang Fulu was of the same generation as Tang Muzhi and Tang Ming, and he was also the oldest among the people staying in Tangmen for the festival today. He advised earnestly: "Muzhi, don't underestimate these connectors. I have been in contact with the deceased since I was a child... the smell is very difficult to get rid of! Although we disciples of the Tang Sect sometimes have to kill and bury them, it is easy for us not to have long-term contact with the deceased."

The mortuary artist is the embalmer in ancient times, who puts makeup and appearance on the deceased so that the deceased can be buried with dignity.Just the word "connection" shows that most of the people they usually come into contact with are mutilated bodies. People have always paid attention to returning fallen leaves to their roots and seeking to be complete, so they are asked to sew the corpses together.

In ancient times, the execution of the death penalty for a crime was often beheaded, beheaded...

Coupled with wars and robberies, there will be many corpses with missing heads and miserable deaths, and the connector is responsible for connecting their bodies.

In the alien world, the lineage of connectors means that they have been dealing with corpses since childhood, so their cultivation method naturally starts with corpse energy, and the "corpse stitch" with corpse poison attached to it is also a very terrifying hidden weapon.

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"Having said all that, it's really not pleasant to be exposed to this kind of thing on the New Year's Eve. Our old people's tasks have been suspended for almost two months... It's still early, why don't you go and bring a plate of vegetarian dumplings to Tangzhong , give your ancestors a taste - and wash away the bad luck on your body."

Tang Muzhi saw Tang Fulu's serious face and knew that he was a stubborn person, so he agreed.In the past few days, they were handling matters for the annual meeting. There was no need to report to Yang Lie when entering or leaving Tang Tomb. Moreover, Tang Qiu Shan was often at Tang Tomb these days, so there was nothing to worry about.

"Brother Fulu, please get me some more dumplings." Tang Muzhi found two lunch boxes. He offered incense not only to his grandfather Tang Zhenyang, but also to Tang Jiaren and Gao Yingcai.

"It's a small thing..." Tang Fulu happily scooped up a spoonful of dumplings with a slotted spoon, and the steam from the pot was steaming. "It happens to be plain stuffing, so be careful when you put it in."

Two lunch boxes were filled with dumplings, and after Tang Muzhi took them, he took a handful of incense from Tang Fulu and rushed towards the back mountain.

Tang Muzhi had been in and out of the Tang Tomb a lot in the past few days. Tang Muzhi was already familiar with how to turn the Bagua Stone Array on the back mountain, and he soon arrived at the entrance of the Tang Tomb.

I heard from Tie Fangshan before that the automatic machine array here will be dismantled in March this year, and there will be inspections from time to time every year - the current era cannot tolerate such a large-scale murderer.Yang Lie, Momen, Tiangongtang and other factions have also become angry. This thing is a national bottom line issue, and it is no longer easy to retain it until now.This matter is fine for the Tang Sect, but for those small sects specializing in mechanism skills, this decision of the company is really killing them.Entering the Tang Tomb, Tang Muzhi happened to see Tang Qiushan just getting up and finishing his speech with an old man wearing gray linen clothes, with white beard and hair, who was like a gaunt tree and was thin.

Hearing the movement, both of them turned their heads to him slightly.

"Muzhi - what are you doing here at this time?" Tang Qiu Shan looked a little surprised.

"Do you need me to avoid it..." The old man whose figure looked like a short dead tree whispered.His voice was hoarse and breathless, like an exile who had been wandering in the desert for a long time.

"Sit peacefully... Mu Zhi, you say what you want."

Tang Muzhi quietly glanced at the back of the skinny old man.

He must be Xu Xin.Tang Muzhi thought that today he happened to meet Xu Xin, one of the 36 Jiashen thieves. He was also the only person in the world besides Yang Lie who had mastered the pill bite.

But Xu Xin is different from Yang Lie. He is the container of Tang Sect's alchemy, and he lost the qualification to use other Tang Sect Kung Fu decades ago.

Tang Muzhi withdrew his gaze and briefly told Tang Qiu Shan what happened today.During this period, no matter how he observed, Xu Xin looked like an ordinary old man, nothing out of the ordinary, and even his aura was a bit weaker.

"Natural Sect? They are worthy of finding trouble with us...forget it, the sect leader will handle these matters. I'm about to leave, you go and burn incense."

"Understood." Tang Muzhi responded.

Tang Qiushan looked at Tang Muzhi in surprise, didn't he ask who this old man was?
Tang Muzhi went straight into the mound, burned incense for those seniors one by one, and put down dumplings for them - he still had to come back and clean up the dumplings after the year.

When Tang Muzhi went out, Tang Qiushan had already gone back, while Xu Xin continued to sit there with his head lowered, motionless.

"Sir, our juniors just made some hotpot... do you want to try it?" He specially left a plate for Xu Xin.

Xu Xin opened his dry and cracked lips.

"what……"

"Your name is Tang Muzhi, right? I keep hearing your name lately..." Xu Xin skillfully opened the lunch box. There was a stainless steel fork on the back of the lunch box. He took off the fork and took a bite of the dumplings.

"Chinese cabbage, dried tofu...this is good."

"I haven't eaten dumplings with this filling in a few years - someone will bring them tonight, but I guess they must be the same as last year, they are three delicacies..."

Xu Xin ate slowly, and Tang Muzhi didn't interrupt or even look at him. He just waited quietly for him to put away his lunch box and leave after he finished eating.

In the empty Tang Tomb, Xu Xin was left standing there like a living dead. The setting sun fell from the hole above his head and shone right on him. The surrounding area was empty and dark, with only the sound of the wind hitting the rocks. ... His entire half-century here was a loneliness that transcended loneliness.

When Tang Muzhi left, he glanced back - Xu Xin's off-white linen clothes were stained with blood by the sunset, like an ancient portrait.

(End of this chapter)