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Chapter 14: Qin Dead

The Wu brothers and I turned around and found three men in jackets sitting by the window, looking at us leisurely.

The person who spoke had bright eyes, but he was very ordinary-looking, the kind of person who would not be able to remember his appearance if he was embarrassed in a crowd.

Boss Wu nodded to the man and said, "First come, first served, we'll just wait."

He turned his head and lowered his voice and said: "They are grave robbers. They are targeting the big tomb somewhere. Don't provoke them, they really dare to kill people."

I was taken aback, and my face suddenly changed color.

Occupations like those of Xiangxi corpse exterminator and Wushan mourner are actually just for profit. Although the industry is a bit more dangerous, on the surface, they are good and law-abiding citizens.

But things are different with tomb robbers. These are people who really take the law for granted. They dig up tombs, rob them, sell cultural relics, and even don’t spare the body of the owner of the tomb.

For the sake of money, you don't even care about human life. Of course, if you are caught by the security guards, it will be a loser's business.

Grandpa told me that when you are in the circle, you must be careful of three types of people: the curse masters from the South China Sea, the Gu masters from the Miao border, and the wandering tomb robbers.

Boss Wu didn't want to provoke these gangsters, so he just found a seat and waited peacefully.

Unexpectedly, we did not provoke each other, but the other party became interested in us. The man who spoke smiled and said: "Look at the costumes, are they from the Wu family in Wushan?"

"My name is Qin He. I eat the food of the dead. My brothers on the road call me Qin the dead man."

The other party took the initiative to strike up a conversation, and Boss Wu couldn't refuse. He said: "The branch of the Wu family, the eldest boss."

Qin Shiren smiled and said: "It's very interesting for the mourners from Wushan to come to Taihang Mountain. My friend, can you tell me?"

The so-called chatting means chatting and exchanging some information. See if everyone's goals are the same. If we can cooperate, then work together.

If there is a competitive relationship, then everyone will have their own agenda, and it will depend on who is cruel and who has better means.

Boss Wu was not a coward, and said with a smile: "Since my friends can appreciate it, let's talk about it?"

Qin Shiren grinned, showing a mouth full of black teeth. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard the sound of tinkling bells outside, like countless bells ringing.

Dead Qin and Boss Wu immediately stopped talking and looked towards the door.

The door curtain was lifted, and a woman wearing a bamboo hat stepped in. She was dressed in white, light and airy, with a bit of fairy spirit, and there was a string of small bells hanging on her exposed wrists.

That's where the jingling sound comes from.

In the middle of the night, in the wilderness, it is understandable that we, a group of people who eat the dead, appear, but now a woman with a graceful figure appears, what is going on?

Boss Wu couldn't figure out the origin of this person, so he asked me in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, who is this woman from?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman suddenly turned her head to look at him. The gauze under the bamboo hat moved without any wind, and a pale face disappeared in a flash.

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Boss Wu's forehead, but he was not to be outdone. He slammed the mourning stick in his hand on the ground and made a clanging sound.

The woman turned her head and said in a dull voice: "Boss, are there any substitutes for you?"

The boss said impatiently from behind the counter: "You have to give me time to make it if you are going to die for me! Sit there and wait! I am being delayed from my work!"

The woman hummed, then her white shadow flashed and she was already sitting on a chair.

Sitting opposite her chair was a dead soul whose face could not be seen clearly. Then the woman suddenly stretched out her hand to grab it. The dead soul screamed and turned into a wisp of smoke, which was sucked into the woman's stomach.

I took a deep breath, damn! This woman is not a living person! Is she not the legendary soul-eating corpse?

From behind the counter, the store owner yelled angrily: "You are not allowed to do anything in the store! You stinky bitch! You want to ruin my reputation!"

The woman in white said apologetically: "I'm sorry, boss, I'm really greedy..."

The shop owner said angrily: "Spit it out! Otherwise, don't think about me doing your business!"

The woman in white was in a dilemma, but she tilted her head and thought for a moment, then opened her mouth and spat out another stream of black air.

While the black energy was still in the air, it condensed into the shape of a dead soul. However, compared with before, the body became more transparent, and it was obvious that the vitality was seriously injured.

The dead soul was so frightened that as soon as it gathered its body, it turned around and left without hesitation, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

As soon as it left, several other dead souls were also afraid of the woman in white and turned away one after another. In an instant, the originally crowded room immediately became empty.

The shop owner scolded: "I don't like unruly things like you the most! Why are you hurting them when they are so good!"

The woman in white seemed to laugh, and then said: "I'm sorry, shop owner."

I lowered my voice and said to the Wu brothers: "This is an evil spirit from outside! It should be a soul-eating corpse."

Boss Wu frowned and asked, "Soul-swallowing corpse? What's the origin?"

I said: "There is an evil method in northern Henan. When a person is on the verge of death, the nine orifices are sealed with cinnabar so that his soul cannot escape. In this way, the three souls and seven souls will be trapped in the corpse and cannot be reincarnated.

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"Then use secret techniques to process the corpse to make it incorruptible and as hard as iron. At this time, the caster will use special means to reintegrate the soul into the corpse. Then the corpse will be controlled by the soul of the deceased again.

He walks, sits and lies like a living person."

The reason why this evil practice is passed down among the people is actually because the family members of the deceased are nostalgic for the deceased and are unwilling to let them leave forever.

Therefore, in the 1930s, this method became very popular in northern Henan, and many wealthy people called it the technique of reviving the dead.

On the surface, it seems that the dead are resurrected again. This evil method can indeed be called resurrecting the dead.

But what is the reality? The body is dead after all, and the soul and the body cannot fit together at all. This kind of person who has been brought back to life is afraid of the sun, has infinite strength, has no sense of pain, and naturally has no other senses.

The most important thing is that these people like to swallow souls.

Because only the injection of fresh soul can the soul continue to attach to the corpse. Otherwise, sooner or later, the soul will end up in disarray.

Where are the fresh souls?

If you kill someone, it will happen naturally.

Who is the easiest person to kill? Of course it is the person closest to you. If you are not prepared, it is best to attack.

Don't doubt it, a dead person is a dead person, and if the soul has no real carrier, it will breed resentment. Once resentment emerges, it will become a vicious ghost.

Once this thing happens, it will be a standard case of disowning all relatives.

As a result, murder cases occurred one after another in those families who had returned from the dead...

Later, this incident alarmed the Songshan Shaolin Temple, and the Buddhist monks in the temple came down to investigate, and finally discovered this resurrecting technique. The leading Buddhist monk at that time was called Master Qiyue, and he was also regarded as an eminent monk.

He gave this kind of person who came back to life a name: Soul-Swallowing Corpse.

The reason why they were called corpses was because he didn't regard these people who had come back to life as human beings at all.


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