The yamen servant was so frightened that three souls escaped from his head and seven souls scattered from his feet. He waved his hands frantically, trying to shake off the corpse's hands.
But that dark green hand was as if it were made of iron, tightly holding his hand. And the strength was getting stronger and stronger!
"Ahhhh——"
"Crunch!"
There was a crisp sound, and the officer's wrist was twisted into a weird angle.
"What's going on!"
In the darkness, the government officials quickly gathered towards the place where the screams came from, completely unaware that the same changes happened behind them——
"Poof!"
"Huh?"
A government official paused, lowered his head in surprise, and saw a palm suddenly appeared on his chest.
"Ahh——"
The palm disappeared, bringing out a stream of blood, and his heart was penetrated like this!
"What's going on?"
"Someone is attacking! Copy the guy!"
"The guy didn't bring it - ah!"
"Help! Help——"
The government officials were in a mess, with several dark figures shuttled between them. Wherever they went, people fell!
"Light the lantern!"
A deep shout seemed to fall from the sky, and a huge shovel swung by, instantly cutting a black shadow into two pieces.
"Ah——Sir?"
"Go and light the lamp! Don't run around!"
The leading corpse buryer gave the order, but at this time, the government officials had already dispersed, how could they still pay attention to his order?
The government officials thought that the corpse had changed and they could escape by running away. But how did they know that they were not as fast as them?
Screams came one after another, and the corpse buryers ran towards the direction they fled - back to the city.
The moon finally came out. The person who buried the body squinted his eyes and used the faint light to carefully identify the position of the body.
Saw it!
Fifty steps away, there are two figures with extremely weird running postures. One of them seems to have broken his lumbar vertebrae, dragging his limp upper body with two legs and running wildly. The other is on all fours, chasing the "wolf" in front of him like a wolf dog.
Prey".
Without hesitation, he raised the shovel high and threw it at the corpse lying on the ground!
The huge shovel made a loud sound and was inserted into the waist and abdomen of the corpse. He did not stop, pulled out the shovel with his hand, and threw it at another walking corpse, knocking it to the ground.
The person who buried the corpse pulled out the shovel again and looked around, only to see no one around, and the screams were getting farther and farther away.
He knew he couldn't catch up, so he could only drag the two bodies back.
Returning to the messy corpse pit, he counted the number of corpses.
Three bodies are missing.
The corpse buryer slowly stood up and looked towards Jiangdu, his hands clenched into fists.
……
After the third watch, Fengde Building became busy again.
Different from the daytime, only the shopkeeper Zhou Shi is busy at night. What he receives are not living people, but ghosts.
In the eyes of people possessed by Yin Qi, the inn is very lively, and every table is full of people.
The people at one table were the weirdest. They were all wearing the iconic coats of the working class, but they were all wet and seemed to be dripping. But once the water droplets hanging on the clothes dropped, they would disappear immediately.<
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Zhou Shi brought several bowls of Yin wine to the table and heard their conversation:
"What a bad luck. What kind of strange wind is that?"
"Oh, I always hear people say that strange winds sometimes blow up in the middle of the river, and this time we encountered it."
"I'm still planning to finish this trip to get a wife... Oh!"
Zhou Shi thought to himself: It seems that these people drowned in the river, no wonder they are covered with water...
At this time, he saw Mr. Mo raising his hand to greet him, so he walked to the counter and listened to Mr. Mo's instructions.
"Hey, go and ask what's on their boat and where it was turned over."
"Why do you ask this?"
"Go if you are told to go."
He didn't dare to contradict Mr. Mo, so he had no choice but to hold a bowl of Yin wine and walk towards the table of "drowned ghosts".
After a few words, Zhou Shi successfully got along with the crew and asked the truth——
This group of people are all shippers. A few days ago, they set off from Fengcheng, an upstream city, with a cargo of goods, transporting the goods to Juanzhou.
But while driving in the middle of the river yesterday, a strong wind suddenly blew and it started to rain. Although they tried their best to control the boat, the wind was too strong and overturned their boat completely. The current in that section of the river was very fast, even if
All the guys on the boat were good at water and didn't survive, so they are all here.
Listening to the guys talking about "demon wind" and "strange wind", Zhou Shi had a different opinion in his heart.
That strong wind was probably a sudden strong convective weather on the river. It could overturn even a modern ship, let alone a small wooden boat?
As for the cargo of that ship, they didn't hide it, they just said it directly——
It’s the cash shipped from Shu to the juanzhou branch!
A total of tens of thousands taels!
Zhou Shi returned to the counter and reported truthfully to Mr. Mo.
"Haha, look, isn't this business coming?"
Zhou Shi felt chilled, wouldn't he be asked to fish in the river?
"Uh, Mr. Mo, I can't swim..."
Mr. Mo took a puff of cigarette comfortably and said: "Even if you can swim, you can't resist the current of the river."
"Then what do you mean..."
"Things that are done by experts must be done by experts."
Zhou Shi nodded, and he had some understanding of the source of funds for the bottomless pit of Yinhun Inn.
At three o'clock in the morning, there was no ghost left. Zhou Shi didn't know whether to rejoice or sigh.
He and Mr. Mo returned to the room. Mr. Mo went into the darkroom to catch up on his sleep, while he sat on the kang and practiced "Stele Hands" for a while before taking a nap on the kang.
After these days of practice, Zhou Shi discovered that following the instructions in "Stele Hands" to use internal energy before going to sleep can greatly improve the efficiency of sleep. Squinting for an hour is like sleeping all night, and you wake up with full energy. Unfortunately, it was difficult for him to sleep for even an hour. About an hour and a quarter later, Liu Xiaosi came to wake him up with hot water.
In the afternoon, Agui, who had left early in the morning, came back and brought back about ten people.
You know, three-legged pigs are hard to find, and two-legged cooks are everywhere. In this era, there are no cooking schools or chef qualification certificates. Anyone who can swing a large spoon and cook the dishes can call himself a cook.
, it can be said that there is no threshold.
Fengde Building is a famous building in Jiangdu. With this name, Agui will not worry about not being able to recruit people. But the skills of the people he recruits are another matter.
Zhou Shi tried his best to persuade Chen Dayou and asked him to come up with questions to test these "applicants".
The question given by Master Chen seemed to Zhou Shi to be very simple, just one fried rice and one fried cabbage.
"Master Chen, is this question a bit..."
"What? Then you come up with the questions, I don't care."
"No, Master Chen, aren't I asking you for advice? How can you tell the skill of a cook from these fried rice and fried cabbage?"
Chen Dayou said with some pride: "This fried rice is all about turning the spoon. When I was learning cooking from my master, I practiced turning the rice on the uncooked rice without adding a drop of oil or using a spatula. I just relied on turning the spoon.
Fry the rice until it is cooked and thoroughly fried. Anyone who fry the rice until it turns yellow or white, or the rice becomes less and less the more it is fried, is an amateur!"
"Oh... what about fried cabbage?"
"Don't think that just because the cabbage is cheap, it's easy to make. There are tricks here. The cabbage will become watery as soon as it is dipped in salt, and it will become fleshy when it comes out of the water. It is not crispy and is difficult to control. The cabbage should be fried until it is crispy, refreshing and without any hesitation.
Years of hard work won’t be enough!”
Zhou Shi nodded, thinking that there are indeed many ways to do this kitchen, and then remembered what Mr. Mo said: things that are done by experts must be done by experts.