If a person can earn 10,000 yuan a year, it is probably a lot.
Previously, Da Liu also noticed that the people in the village were poor, so he offered a price of 30,000 yuan and gave himself a rebate of 70,000 yuan.
He was sure that the villagers could not resist the temptation of 30,000 yuan.
But now it's better, one hundred thousand yuan for a corpse.
If there are two corpses at home, it will be 200,000.
This amount of money is not a small amount even if it is left outside, not to mention these miserable villagers?
As for whether this is his grandfather or great-grandfather, who cares about that?
If you are rich, your parents will dare to sell it, let alone the body!
Xu Senlin's face changed color. He knew the virtues of the villagers. As the saying goes, money can make the devil push the wheels. If the other party doesn't come hard and throws money at them, who can stop the villagers?
The zombies in Yin Yang Village do not belong to Xu Senlin alone, but to every villager in the village.
Mr. Hong chuckled and said, "It's almost dawn, so I won't disturb the old man."
"See you later!"
After he finished speaking, he and his few big men quietly disappeared into the darkness.
They wore evil-proof clothes and didn't care about the zombies in Yin Yang Village at all.
Xu Senlin's body was shaking with anger, and he shouted loudly: "Hong! Stop!"
But Mr. Hong turned a deaf ear to his words and didn't even bother to respond.
I remained silent. Although the state did not allow the sale of corpses, who could care about this hellish place as the mountains were high and the emperor was far away?
If Xu Senlin had money, power and backing, he might still be able to speak with the law, but he has lived in Anjia Village for thirty years. Who outside knows this old man?
The sky in the east has already turned white. I looked at my watch and saw that it was already half past four.
The sun will come out soon. At that time, the zombies will return to their coffins, the Yin Qi will dissipate, and they will return to the normal world of the village.
Xu Senlin silently started the tricycle, and I helped him carry the bodies of Lao Gener and Da Liu up.
Two people died in the village. To put it bluntly, they died because of the zombies in the village.
The first ray of sunlight from the sky soon shone over, and the sunlight turned golden yellow, dispelling the gloomy darkness.
Unknowingly, there were birds chirping in the forest.
If I hadn't seen the two corpses behind the tricycle, I would have almost thought I was dreaming.
The clatter of tricycles spread throughout the village, and some people secretly looked out of the windows.
There was so much noise last night that many villagers didn't have a good night's sleep.
It's not a big deal to guard such a pile of things and be on tenterhooks every night.
I followed Xu Senlin silently until I pulled the bodies of Da Liu and Lao Gen'er back to his yard.
Xu Senlin turned off the diesel engine of the tricycle, arranged the wooden boards on the coffin, and suddenly said: "Little guy, am I wrong?"
"This group of zombies has been tormenting the villagers for too long."
"Perhaps selling it to the Hong family is also the best option."
I saw his lonely expression and said seriously: "Why were you unwilling to sell to the Hong family in the first place?"
Xu Senlin said in a daze: "The Hong family is a side branch. They specialize in collecting corpses with problems. But they are different from Nanshan Funeral Home."
"Your funeral home collects corpses to give the deceased peace of mind. But the Hong family collects corpses to make money and harm people."
"There is resentment in the corpse. They destroy the corpse, absorb the resentment, and then cultivate the corpse king."
"As early as more than 80 years ago, the Hong family once cultivated a corpse demon. This corpse demon feeds on human hearts and is invulnerable and extremely powerful."
"At that time, a warlord spent a lot of money to buy a corpse demon in order to defeat another group of warlords. As a result, they were unable to control the corpse demon, causing the corpse demon to escape, and countless people died among them."
I slapped my thigh and said, "Yes! Then tell me, is it right to sell the body to them?"
Right is definitely wrong.
But the continued presence of corpses in the village is ultimately a problem.
Over the years, some people have gradually started to complain. If it weren't for the difficulty of leaving their homeland and the lack of money in their pockets, some people would have moved and chosen to leave.
Xu Senlin smiled bitterly.
He doesn't want to sell either.
But with one hundred thousand corpses, the villagers in the village could not resist the temptation!
As long as the news gets out, the villagers will definitely turn a deaf ear to his words.
These days, money can make the world go round, let alone people!
I saw Xu Senlin's miserable face and knew that he was in a state of confusion.
I smiled and said, "Old man, how about I help you talk to Mr. Hong?"
"Isn't he interested in zombies? I wonder if a zombie of Queen Secret Heart's level would be useful to him!"
The Hong family specializes in collecting corpses. The more powerful the zombies are, the more valuable they are to them!
It's okay if they don't know about the existence of the Queen of Secret Hearts. Once they find out, they won't want to let it go!
When I thought about this, the spells on my hands were no longer cleansed.
Without waiting for Xu Senlin to agree or not, he directly opened the door and walked out, walking along the street towards the entrance of the village.
Two five-seater SUVs were parked at the entrance of the village, and a tent was set up next to them.
Inside the tent, someone was cooking with a camp stove, and they didn't know what was put in it. It smelled quite delicious.
I struggled all night, and my stomach was rumbling and uncomfortable.
But when the other party saw me coming, they all had evil looks in their eyes, as if they wanted to grab me and beat me up.
Especially the leader, Brother Lang, had his hands on the dagger at his waist.
In contrast, Young Master Hong was much calmer.
He had already changed out of his evil-proof clothes and was wearing a white suit, looking a bit coquettish.
He said with a smile: "Little brother, what's the matter?"
I walked over casually and said, "Let's talk?"
Brother Lang said angrily: "What's there to talk about with you little brat!"
"Young Master Hong, do you want to deal with this kid?"
Mr. Hong waved his hand and said, "We are here to do business. In business, the emphasis is on harmony and wealth."
"Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"
I smiled and said, "I really have a deal to discuss with you."
"Don't the Hong family like to collect corpses? And it is said that the more powerful the better. As for me, I happen to have a very powerful zombie. I wonder if you dare to collect it."
Mr. Hong laughed loudly: "How awesome? My friend, don't fool me with those disgusting messes of corpses."
"Do you know what a really powerful zombie looks like..."
Before he finished speaking, I had already spread out my hands, revealing the black mantras on my palms.
The black spell was exposed to the sun, and the wisps of black air gradually dissipated as if evaporating.
Young Master Hong was stunned at that time.
He lost his voice and said: "Is this a corpse curse?"
"You were bitten by a zombie?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several men immediately stood up.
When the leader, Brother Wolf, looked at me, his eyes were full of vigilance!