There are four men in the backyard of Chenerzhuang. They usually help other people carry coffins. Naturally, you have to be a strong man to do this kind of physical work. These four men are built with strong backs and dark muscles, and they look ordinary.
If there is something wrong, I am afraid that the four waiters are all doing fine work at the moment. Each of the waiters is carving camphor wood with a carving knife, carving the camphor wood into wooden figures, and their techniques are quite skillful.
Sawdust fell to the ground in the yard, rolling in rolls and floating gently.
What is very strange is that these camphor trees were obviously just cut down, but after they got them, the trees seemed to have been dried in the sun for a long time, and the bark was peeled off easily by the planer, without any harshness.
Chen Erzhuang walked straight through the small courtyard and locked himself in the room. He didn't know what he was doing. The other guys didn't ask. Even Chen Erzhuang didn't raise his head when he walked past. He just concentrated on
Do your own thing.
One of the guys has almost carved a wooden figure. This wooden figure is the image of an old woman. She is very old, with wrinkles piled up on her face and age spots. The sense of vicissitudes in the corners of her eyes is also perfectly outlined. It is difficult to imagine what is happening in front of her.
A big, thick man can carve to this extent.
He was carving at a slow and slow pace, just like any girl embroidering. The carving knife in his hand was very dexterous, and the sawdust fell down one after another, perfectly showing the other parts of the old woman's body. After about two hours, the old woman had begun to take shape.
Forming.
The boy picked up the paintbrush next to him. What was very shocking was that the paint on his paintbrush was all red. And when the paintbrush stained with red paint fell on the wooden figure, it turned into other colors.
Change into the wooden man's skin color, age spot color, eyebrow color, lip color, and even scar color!
One color is transformed into various colors on a person, bringing the image of the old woman to life!
The only puzzling thing is that the old woman's eyes are still just the color of wood, not painted, just like the wooden figures lying next to the coffin in the store.
Then the clerk walked to the front shop, took out a pair of shrouds, and put them on the old woman. Then he moved the old woman into the house that Chen Erzhuang had just entered, and then continued to move in a camphor tree, peeled it, and carved it...
Mu Yu cast an invisibility formation on himself and kept watching the four guys working from a distance above Chen Erzhuang's backyard, but the doubts in his heart were getting deeper and deeper.
He always felt that there seemed to be a very powerful guy in Chen Erzhuang's yard who was wary of him. The feeling just now was very strong, so Mu Yu did not approach rashly but kept waiting for an opportunity.
However, the whole morning, the four guys were just doing carving work without any extraneous expressions on their faces.
In the afternoon, a woman came to Chen Erzhuang with a mournful face. She was a villager from the next village, named Xinghua. Her mother passed away last night, and she came here specifically to Chen Erzhuang to arrange the funeral arrangements for her mother.
There are more than a dozen small villages, large and small, and seven or eight large villages nearby, with a combined population of tens of thousands. The only one who deals in the dead is Chen Erzhuang.
It is difficult to predict accurately things like birth, old age, illness and death. Sometimes Chen Erzhuang will not receive a business in a month, and sometimes he has to rush several times a day. Life is impermanent, and Chen Erzhuang knows this better than anyone else.
Chen Erzhuang expressionlessly helped Xinghua choose the utensils for the funeral, from incense candles to coffins to shrouds, paper money, and the deceased people to be buried with them. There are many rural funeral customs, including which candles to light at what time, how many incense sticks to light,
Chen Erzhuang knew very well when to call for souls and when to chase after souls.
One good thing about doing business is that the family of the deceased will not haggle with you about the price of the coffin, burial clothes, etc., it will be whatever it is.
According to the birth date, the funeral was scheduled for the next day.
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Mu Yu had been paying attention to Chen Erzhuang's movements, and he also saw those strange and lifelike wooden figures. These wooden figures carved from camphor wood were still plants after all, and could be controlled by Mu Yu.
As long as Mu Yu is willing, he can even let these wooden people stretch their muscles and stand up and walk around. Xiaoshuai is more playful and has been encouraging Mu Yu to let the wooden people dance or something, but considering the person behind the scenes, Mu Yu
Naturally, he refused directly.
The red paint used to color the wooden figure exudes a rotten musty smell. I don't know what it is made of, but the smell is very strong.
This kind of pigment can automatically transform into the color of a human body after encountering a wooden man. Such a strange sight is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.
Mu Yu just went back and asked Lao Xutou. In the past, people in the village only knew that Chen Erzhuang was a good hand at making paper figures. They didn't know that he could also carve wooden figures, let alone his four big and thick assistants.
His four assistants are from nearby villages. They are all men who do rough work. It is not known that they can do such delicate work as carving.
It looked as if Chen Erzhuang and his four men had suddenly become master carvers in a short period of time, and Old Xu Tou also told Mu Yu with certainty that he had never heard of anyone using wooden figures during funerals before.
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Mu Yu became more and more curious about Chen Erzhuang's unusual behavior, but Chen Erzhuang stayed in his room and did not come out. Only the boy carved a wooden figure and sent it to Chen Erzhuang's room. Chen Erzhuang spent the rest of the time
The doors to Zhuang's rooms are all closed.
After monitoring for a whole day, Mu Yu still found nothing. Early the next morning, Chen Erzhuang and his four men had already carried an empty coffin to Xinghua's house. The sacrificial candles and other items were placed in the empty coffin.
middle.
After they left, the dangerous aura in Chen Erzhuang's yard gradually disappeared, which made Mu Yu feel very strange, as if this strange aura followed Chen Erzhuang and left. But that day, Mu Yu and
Chen Erzhuang came into contact with him and found nothing strange about him.
Mu Yu sneaked into the backyard. There were still uncarved wooden figures in the backyard. The trunks of the camphor trees were stacked in the corner of the yard. Next to it was a large dye vat, which was all filled with red paint, which smelled pungent.
The rotten smell hit my nose.
"What on earth are these made of? Who vomited the overnight meal?" Xiaoshuai pinched his nose and asked in disgust.
Mu Yu couldn't stand the strange smell, so he took a long spoon next to him, scooped up a spoonful, and held it in front of his eyes to check. This look was very strange. If there were outsiders, they would feel Mu Yu's movements.
Like trying to taste this disgusting thing.
"Little mouse, why don't you give it a try? Anyway, you can eat anything." Long Teng suggested.
"Big earthworm, you have a strong taste, just give it a try." Xiaoshuai didn't even open his mouth when he said this, but concentrated his voice in everyone's minds.
Mu Yu shook it and wrapped the red paint with spiritual power. When he studied the "Poison Sutra" with Ku Mu, his ability to hear the pills and identify prescriptions was very powerful, which allowed him to defeat many young talents from the Alchemy Sect.
Alchemist.
Each substance produces different fluctuations in spiritual power. Based on this difference, the type and dosage of each herb can be determined.
But when Mu Yu wrapped his spiritual power around the red paint, he was surprised to find that the red paint was not composed of anything complicated at all, but only an unknown thing. Mu Yu had never encountered this kind of thing before.
The spiritual energy fluctuations it produced were unfamiliar to Mu Yu.
"Strange, what on earth is this?"
Mu Yu is familiar with the spiritual power fluctuations produced by various monster blood, heart powder, plant root pollen, etc., but he cannot determine what this disgusting thing is made of.
"No matter what it is, can we not bring the spoon so close?" Xiaoshuai kept digging into Muyu's clothes, trying to stay away from this disgusting thing.
The smell filled the whole yard, but the four guys didn't even frown when they were carving, and they were very determined.
Mu Yu put the spoon back, walked through the yard full of sawdust, and walked towards Chen Erzhuang's room.
Chen Erzhuang stayed here during the day, and after the workers carved the statues, they moved them to this room. Mu Yu judged from the number of sawdust and camphor trees in the yard that they had carved at least a dozen wooden figures.
"A dozen wooden figures are placed in this room, and it won't be too crowded." Mu Yu opened the door and walked into the room. When he saw the scene in the room, he was slightly startled!
There is only one bed in the room and nothing else!
"Huh?" Xiaoshuai also poked his head out. He sniffed lightly, swung his tail and said, "Muyu, I seem to smell something similar to the Mass Grave Valley."
Mu Yu also discovered something strange. This room seemed to be filled with the special Yin Qi of the Mass Burial Valley, but this Yin Qi seemed to be absent, and it was impossible to tell where the source was. The strangest thing was that this Yin Qi
It seemed to disrupt his perception, and he was unable to sense the whereabouts of the wooden man through his ability to control wood.
So where did those wooden people go?
He remembered that the four guys had clearly carved the wooden figures and painted them before moving them into the room. However, the whole room was empty, without any wooden figures, except for a bed and quilt, and even basic tables and chairs.
There is no furniture.
Mu Yu glanced around, but still found no trace of the wooden man. He looked at the bed that could accommodate two people. The bed was also made of camphor wood. The edge of the bed was very low, and the sheets hung to the ground, covering the bed.
bottom situation.
Maybe it was because the door was open, but a gust of wind was blowing the sheets, and it looked like someone was stirring the sheets under the bed.
"Aren't those wooden people hiding under the bed?" Xiaoshuai muttered.
Mu Yu couldn't say for sure, but it was unreasonable to hide a dozen wooden figures under the bed. At most, two or three would not be able to fit in. After all, those wooden figures were about the same size as real people.
He slowly walked to the bed, squatted down, slowly lifted the sheets, and looked under the bed——
There was only a toolbox without a lid and two pairs of cloth shoes under the bed, but nothing else.
The wooden man was not under the bed either, it was as if he had disappeared out of thin air.
Mu Yu pulled out the tool box. The tool box only contained ordinary planing knives and carving knives. They looked brand new, as if they were newly bought.
"Muyu, don't you feel the existence of the formation pattern?" Ryuteng asked.
Mu Yu shook his head. If there really was a formation here, it would be impossible to hide it from him, the master of the formation sect.
That mysterious guy set up a Heart-Losing Formation inside all the villagers. This Heart-Losing Formation was not worth mentioning in front of Mu Yu. Mu Yu could also conclude that the other party's formation skills were actually not high, and were only inferior to the Formation Sect's.
Tian disciples just need to be stronger.
Chen Erzhuang is a mortal. Where did he move those wooden people?
"Is there some secret tunnel or something like that? Those wooden people may have hidden somewhere else," Xiaoshuai said.
Mu Yu looked around. This kind of house was independent and could not have any hidden compartments. Even if there were, it would not be able to hide so many wooden figures underground. He spread his spiritual power underground and found that the ground was just hard earth.
"Creak - creak -"
A gust of wind blew from outside the house, but suddenly there was a creepy creaking sound inside the house, and this sound came from——
Mu Yu suddenly raised his head and looked towards the ceiling. It didn't matter what he saw. Even though he was a highly skilled person, he was shocked!