I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 5 Dead Man’s Shoes
After one night, several villagers from Wangjiazhuang came here and took away the four corpses fished out of the river.

The villagers also said nothing, paid Dashun the admission fee and left.

Dashun may have seen Xie Que start practicing martial arts and knew that he needed more food to replenish his energy and blood, so he generously threw all the more than ten taels of silver to Xie Que.

Xie Que was not stingy with himself and immediately went to the city to buy half a fan of pork and beef.

After a few meals, he ate more than five kilograms of meat. Xie Que also felt that because he ate well, he became more powerful in boxing.

During this day, Xie Que ate meat and practiced martial arts, counting the bonus of "not leaving his fist", Yan Qing's boxing has made great progress.

But it seemed that after yesterday, there were no more corpses in the river, which made Xie Que feel a little disappointed.

But in fact, this is the norm. After all, Dashun is only in charge of the river basin of tens of miles, and the number of villages along the river is limited, and it is impossible to find corpses every day.

What made Xie Que a little strange was that when Er Meng handled the corpses in the future, there was still a swollen corpse that had been left in the morgue for a day and a night.

After even the stench of the corpse spread out, Xie Que couldn't bear it and poured a bottle of potion on the corpse to cover up the stench.

Although Dashun didn't care, Xie Que always felt that this was not good.

In the unlikely event that relatives came to claim the body, it would be a bad reputation to bring back such a body.

Xie Que took advantage of his morning boxing practice to plan a trip to Ermeng's village.

When he walked to the door of Ermeng's house, Ermeng's father was sitting on the doorstep smoking a cigarette.

He had a worried, preoccupied look on his face.

"Uncle Wang, where is Er Meng?" Xie Que walked in front of Er Meng's father.

The surrounding villages belong to Wangjiazhuang, and most of the villagers are also surnamed Wang.

Er Meng's father raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Que, his face was weathered by the wind and sun, and he sighed: "Er Meng is not feeling well, I just lay in bed and didn't get up all day and night."

Just as Er Meng's mother walked out of the house, she also looked worried: "Ah Que, look at Er Meng. He didn't eat or drink water after he came back the day before yesterday. He didn't even sleep in bed. He just stared. No...is it..."

People in this world all believe in ghosts and gods, and they are extremely sensitive to these words. Even if she didn't say thank you, she had already guessed what she meant.

Xie Que changed his mind and said to Er Meng's mother: "Auntie, please show me what Er Meng looks like first."

Ermeng's mother nodded dully, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, and took Xie Que into the house.

Just after entering the door, a pungent smell flooded into Xie Que's nostrils.

Xie Que, who has been dealing with corpses for many years, can tell immediately that it is the smell of corpses but it is not strong.

It seems that some herbs were used to cover it up.

Ermeng lay flat on the bamboo bed covered with straw mats, his eyes round but lifeless.

Xie Que stepped forward and waved his hand in front of his eyes, but Er Meng didn't even blink.

Then he put his hand on his forehead, but there was no reaction.

"I don't have a fever." Feeling that the temperature was normal, Xie Que withdrew his hand, and began to have doubts in his heart.

Er Meng's mother tugged at the corner of Xie Que's clothes, leaned close to Xie Que's ear and said, "Ah Que, go out and talk."

After leaving the house, Er Meng's mother saw no one around, and said in a panicked tone, "The shoes Er Meng wore back the day before yesterday were not my shoes..."

He was startled, and immediately remembered Ermeng's limping appearance when he went back.

In the vagina business, the most taboo thing is to take things from dead people.

No matter whether it is clothes, property, nails or hair on a corpse, or even steamed buns dipped in human blood, it will cause disaster.

Although Er Meng has some mental defects, he will abide by the rules that should be followed.

Dashun hired him to work for half a year, but nothing like this had ever happened.

"Aunt, where are the shoes?" Xie Que asked.

Ermeng's mother took out the shoes from the bottom of the bed: "This..."

Xie Quad nodded and took it over.

At this time, Xie Que suddenly saw several half-grown young guys passing by.

They carried hoes on their backs, as if they were going to work in the fields.

But they looked a little guilty and looked around a few times in the distance.

When he got to the door of Ermeng's house, he felt hesitant to move forward, and finally ran away directly.

"Auntie, who are these people?" Xie Que was a little puzzled.

"They are all from nearby villages. Er Meng likes to play with them." Er Meng's mother sighed, "But these people always bully him."

Xie Que nodded, guessing in his heart that this matter had something to do with these people.

After all, it can be seen from their guilty expressions that these people may know something.

Xie Que said to Er Meng's mother, and then chased after those people.

Unexpectedly, when these people saw Xie Que chasing after them, their expressions changed drastically.

"It's the little water ghost!"

"Run?"

"Stop running and tell him."

Some nearby villagers gave Dashun the nickname "Water Ghost", which means someone who scoops up corpses, so Xie Que naturally became "Little Water Ghost".

Faced with such a nickname, Xie Que was not angry.

After all, this is just a stereotype of some villagers, and all corpse hunters are called like this.

"Wang Jian, you come up with an idea, you tell him."

Several people pushed out a young man in a short shirt carrying a hoe.

Wang Jian looked a little frightened and told Xie Que the truth.

These people looked down on Ermeng because of his intellectual problems, but Ermeng always wanted to join them.

So Wang Jian encouraged Er Meng to steal something from the drowned man to prove his courage, and they would accept Er Meng.

But they didn't expect that such an ominous sign appeared on Ermeng, which scared several people to the point where they couldn't sleep or eat well.

Seeing Xie Que coming over, he knew something was wrong with Er Meng.

Now tell the truth, I just hope that the corpse hunter can solve this matter.

Xie Que thought it would take some effort, but he didn't expect that these people directly gave the answer he wanted.

After thinking about it, I realized that this high probability involves supernatural events, which is not a problem that I can solve now. It would be better to go back and tell Dashun.

Before this, there had never been any problems with someone taking something from a dead person.

Xie Que reconfirmed, and the few people also swore.

After explaining that they only encouraged Ermeng and did nothing else, Xie Que turned around and left.

In the meantime, Xie Que saw several stone plates placed outside the village, with weights marked on them.

Most people in Wangjiazhuang are martial arts, so it is not surprising that these stone plates are used to polish their strength.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xie Que also became interested and stepped forward to test his strength.

Shipan grew up from small to large, and Xie Que tried them one by one.

The first steps were relatively easy, but at the end when lifting the [-]-jin stone plate, Xie Que felt extraordinarily strenuous.

Xie Que felt that he was close to the limit, so he didn't touch the [-]-jin stone plate.

Putting it down, Xie Que nodded in satisfaction. It seems that the blue item of washing the tendons and cutting the marrow is really miraculous. It can actually make an ordinary boy lift a five hundred catties stone plate.

After returning home, Xie Que went directly to the morgue.

He only hoped that the body whose shoes were taken away by Er Meng had not been taken away.

Xie Que's eyes fell on a pair of dusty sandals, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Among the corpses he picked up the day before yesterday, there was no corpse wearing straw sandals, which meant that the corpse had been violently moved by Er Er.

Xie Dian burned three sticks of incense and inserted them at the feet of the corpse.

Then he bowed three times and prepared to take off the straw sandals on his feet.

Unexpectedly, when Xie Que put his hand on the ankle of the corpse, the Death Judgment Picture Book appeared in front of Xie Que and opened the corresponding page.

"Whether to consume a white entry to review the memory of the deceased."

(End of this chapter)