The straw-pierced villain had a nail pierced through his head, and the corpse thief laughed:
"Haha, you deserve it, you deserve it! You, a government dog, deserve to be cursed to death! Hahahaha..."
However, when he raised his head, the smile on his face solidified.
Zhou Shi was looking at him like a fool, but he was unscathed.
"How is it possible? You were obviously cursed to death by me!"
His eyes fell back to the scarecrow in his hand, and he pulled out the nails and stuck them in again, repeating this process until the little man completely fell apart.
"I'll stab, I'll stab! Why aren't you dead? I'll stab..."
This guy's brain... Zhou Shi couldn't understand what he was doing. At this time, he threw away the nails, tore at the handful of straw frantically, and roared like a wounded beast:
"Grandma, why is it useless? Why?"
He sat on the ground, and this man who looked like he was in his thirties was crying like a child, pulling his hair while crying.
"Grandpa, this is different from what you taught me. Why can't I use it? Why -"
He picked up the nail and stabbed himself in the face, but Zhou Shi rushed there first and snatched away the sharp weapon he used to commit suicide.
It seems that this guy is really crazy... Anyway, just take him back for business.
Half an hour later, when Shi Jinzhong saw Zhou Shi holding the body in one hand and dragging the sobbing body thief in front of him with the other, he was so excited that he almost knelt down for him.
"Master! You saved my life!"
"Okay, put the body away quickly so it doesn't get stolen again."
The body has been recovered, and the next question is who stole the body.
"Even if there is an employer behind this guy, he is still a blind person. He actually hired a madman to do this job." Shi Jinzhong shook his head and sighed.
"At least ask him about his motives, otherwise the people above you will still suspect that you are committing theft, and then bring in a madman to take the blame."
Zhou Shi’s reminder made the executioner realize the seriousness of the problem. He thought about it and said:
"Well, I do have a way to make him talk...provided he is not really crazy."
"Oh?" Zhou Shi originally planned to sleep on a yellow beam pillow, but now he can save it.
Shi Jinzhong spread his hands, waved them back and forth in front of the body thief, and then patted him gently.
"Pa!"
The corpse thief's red and swollen eyes suddenly lost their vitality.
Shi Jinzhong nodded with satisfaction. Seeing Zhou Shi's eyes shining brightly, he quickly explained:
"This is a little trick in our burglary, called 'shooting flowers'. Hehe, I only learned this to escape after being caught in petty theft, and it has absolutely no other use!"
"Continue."
"Yes. Hello, let me ask you, what is your name?"
The corpse thief replied confusedly: "Lu Yueba."
"Lu Yueba. Why did you steal the body?"
"Because we want to worship our ancestors."
"Ancestor?" Shi Jinzhong was puzzled, "Your ancestor is a maggot and you want to use his corpse to worship him? No wonder you smell so bad."
After seeing Zhou Shi's expression, he quickly put away his joking thoughts and asked: "Why use corpses to worship ancestors?"
"Because my ancestor was sick, very sick, and couldn't wake up no matter how I screamed... I heard from the Huang family that the corpse could be used to wake up the ancestor, so my family members went out to look for it... I sneaked into this city,
If you see someone beheading someone, come in and steal one..."
What kind of folk remedy is this? Using corpses to treat diseases?
Zhou Shi asked: "Where is your home?"
"Ermu Mountain, Lujia Village."
"Okay, you can take him on a mission."
Shi Jinzhong touched Lu Yueba's eyebrows, and he fell down softly.
"Thank you, Master. Then I will collect the body."
Zhou Shi and Shi Jinzhong said goodbye and returned to the inn where the guys were staying.
"Shopkeeper, why have you been here so long?" Agui asked.
"Oh, the people in this city are ignorant and it's hard to find directions. Let the guys go out and play until dark, and we will set off tomorrow."
"Are you leaving tomorrow?" Agui was slightly surprised, "That way there won't be time to starch the clothes."
"You go wash it and leave it to dry on the road."
"Yes."
After knowing the origin of Guantou City, Zhou Shi felt disgusted by every plant and tree in the city. Moreover, he was afraid that Lu Yueba's family would come to seek revenge, so it was better to leave quickly.
He had a restless sleep that night and had nightmares again and again. In his dreams, countless decapitated corpses were pestering him. He wanted to fight, but found that the iron abacus on his body was missing. He ran all the way until dawn and woke up in a cold sweat.
The next day, when Yinling City was far behind him, he felt that the depression in his heart was relieved a little.
The eight words in the ancient book, "In the year of great famine, people changed their sons to eat" are enough to make future generations feel horrified, but they also understand in their hearts that this is a helpless move. But in this Yinling City, people can live without worries for food and clothing.
Kill your own child with your own hands.
After traveling seven or eight miles, they passed a village and saw a strange sight: the thatched houses on both sides of the road were very dilapidated, but the women walking among them were wearing very beautiful clothes.
"My dear, is this Yinling City so rich? Why don't you repair the house?" Chen Dayou's exclamation was a little confused.
Zhou Shi didn't want to talk, so he raised his whip and urged the donkey cart to move quickly and stay away from this land decorated with blood.
……
When Zhang Huanming's figure disappeared in the mist in the mountains, Master Guiyun withdrew his gaze and said:
"Junior brother, there's no need to be so sneaky, right?"
A wisp of breeze drifted by, and the figure of a white-haired old man appeared out of thin air, standing behind Zhenren Guiyun.
"The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao; the name can be named, but it is not named."
The old man's chapped lips slowly moved and he recited a string of scriptures, but as he continued to recite something went wrong:
"Very famous, very famous... Fat Sausage, I want to eat Fat Sausage, first add onion and ginger cooking wine, and then stew it with good braised vegetables..."
Master Guiyun sighed, patted the old man on the shoulder, and said loudly:
"Chang Jing, Chang Ying! Master Guifeng ran out again, help him back quickly!"
There was no answer. He had no choice but to hold the old man's shoulders and slowly walk deeper into Yuxu Palace.
"I asked you to be the protector of the sect, why did you come here? Alas, I don't blame you, you are old and confused..."
"Don't wash fat intestines too clean. Too clean and tasteless. Heli, you can also take a bite. We will eat it secretly, don't let Master know..."
The two old men talked about their own things and walked forward slowly.
"Well, you and I have known each other for almost a hundred years. A hundred years ago, we often went to the back mountain to laze around. You picked up a peach tree and planted it. Now there is a peach forest there. When Huanming was a child, he cut down one to make a sword. I also
Beat him up... Life is like a dream, and dreams are like life."
"Dreams, dreams, I have had many dreams. In the dreams, there is father, mother, senior brother Heli, and, and..."
Master Guifeng's old face suddenly twisted, he covered his forehead and said with difficulty:
"There is also a man named Corpse Man. He said that he is at the bottom of the mountain and wants to visit the leader."
……
"We are a group of eleven people. We will stay overnight, eat hot meals, and leave tomorrow. All the firewood and food we use will be paid in cash. Is it convenient?"
"Convenient, convenient! Our Qijia Village has always been famous for its hospitality, so why is there any reason for inconvenience? Please bring the chariot over quickly. I will go back and let the family start cooking."
Agui was secretly happy. It had only been two days since they left Yinling City, and they had found a place to rest again.
This is a small hill. The shopkeeper saw a village in front of him from a distance. In order to prevent the convoy from disturbing the villagers and appearing rude, he asked him to come and inquire first to see if it was convenient for him to stay overnight.
"Ah, by the way, old man, where is this place?"
"Oh, this mountain is called Ermu Mountain, and it's only fifty miles away from the capital."