Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 212 Corpse Transporter
The attire of these people is divided into three styles.

Although the two people's clothes were not gorgeous, they were exquisitely dressed and wore velvet cloaks. It was obvious that they got off the carriage, and the three people around them were obviously servants.

As for the other 11 players, they obviously had a different style, with bunts, wallets, leggings and hands bound, they looked very capable, with a bit of quack style and a bit of a difference.

Three kinds of people also have three temperaments, either dark or bright or mixed, just a glance, everything is clear in Yi Shuyuan's eyes.

At this moment, the people outside the door could clearly see the appearance of the person who opened the door.

"So many people?"

Yi Shuyuan frowned in surprise, as if seeing the crowd, he retreated subconsciously.

"Master!"

Shi Sheng stood up beside the bonfire in the inner corner.

Seeing Yi Shuyuan's appearance, and seeing Shi Sheng beside the campfire, many people immediately relaxed.

A middle-aged man with a short beard and a shawl stepped forward quickly.

"Scholar, we are just passers-by. We are looking for a place to camp overnight. There is still some room in this old inn. How about allowing us to rest together?"

Warlock?

Yi Shuyuan looked outside, with a cautious and helpless tone.

"This is not my house either, if you want to rest, rest then."

"Thank you!"

Yi Shuyuan nodded, took another look outside, then went back to the corner inside, and sat beside Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng was not afraid at all, he moved to Yi Shuyuan's side and asked curiously.

"Master, there are so many people, what do they do?"

"It's nothing, just pass by, let's sleep for a while."

Shi Sheng immediately shook his head.

"I've had enough sleep, I'll have to breathe soon!"

While talking, Shi Sheng kept staring curiously at the new passers-by. Some people have already entered the house to clean up, while others are outside making preparations.

The person who cleaned the floor looked back at Yi Shuyuan in the corner from time to time, and he either smiled back or didn't respond.

Outside the post station, the person who had just talked with Yi Shuyuan was untying the ropes that fixed the coffin, but what he untied was only the ropes that fixed the coffin and the bullock cart, and the coffin itself was still tied with ropes.

After all the ropes that needed to be untied were untied, four of them stood at the four corners of the coffin, supporting the base of the coffin with both hands.

"One, two, three, get up!"

Following the leader's order, the coffin was slowly lifted by the four people, and then they walked towards the interior of the station.

"Be careful, be careful, don't knock!"

Two well-dressed people watched carefully from the side, telling them to be more careful from time to time.

A group of people inside were busy for a while, and when they saw the coffin coming in, they stepped aside or went to meet it.

"Hey, I said, why did you bring the coffin in?"

Yi Shuyuan finally spoke.

A man in a cloak hurried forward.

"Don't bother, see the coffin and get rich, it's okay, it's okay!"

The sorcerer who had just chatted with Yi Shuyuan at the door was directing the four coffin bearers. They chanted in a low voice, and then slowly carried the coffin to the inner corner.

"Okay, that's it, put it down slowly!"

Withered grass was laid on the ground, and several square logs were brought here. At this moment, the coffin slowly lowered, and finally it was placed on the square logs with a dull "bang".

The warlock nodded slightly, then looked at Yi Shuyuan over there, and explained with a smile.

"Scholar, if it rains and the coffin is not good, I will carry it in to take care of it. We have tried our best to choose a path so as not to disturb others. It is a coincidence that we bumped into it tonight. Please forgive me!"

"Ugh"

Yi Shuyuan shook his head and sat down, but Shi Sheng kept staring curiously.

After a while, the carriages, cattle and horses outside had also been fixed to the original stables of the old station, and the three servants came in last and closed the door of the station.

The whistling sound of the cold wind suddenly weakened, and the cold was also partially isolated from the outside.

"Scholar, how about borrowing a fire?"

"Please do it!"

After Yi Shuyuan said this, the sorcerer walked up to them. Although he was squatting down to pick firewood, his eyes carefully looked at the two people in the corner.

Then a burning firewood was pulled away, and the man thanked him and returned to the crowd over there. Using this firewood to light a bonfire would definitely save a lot of trouble.

As another bonfire was raised, the group of people over there obviously relaxed a lot. The flames brought not only warmth, but also a sense of security.

"Pay attention, don't sleep too hard, stare at the people over there."

The person who got off the carriage was cooking the fire, and at this moment, he heard the words and looked at Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng again. Right now, Yi Shuyuan was breaking open a baked steamed bun and handing half of it to the child.

"Master, this is just a scholar and a school boy!"

"This statement is wrong. If you take such a small child out, you will not cry or make trouble. It is better to pay more attention."

A support was added to the bonfire, and the pot was quickly set up. It was not a new stew, but a pot of frozen broth itself, which was just thawed at the moment.

Soon the fragrance filled the interior of the old inn.

Shi Sheng lay on Yi Shuyuan's lap and stared at the group of people opposite, swallowing continuously.

"Master."

Yi Shuyuan also looked over there, but just in time to see the sorcerer getting up and walking over with a wooden bowl, with a wooden spoon beside the bowl, and the bowl was steaming.

"This is a pot of broth that was simmered during the day. After heating it up, some new ingredients have been added. If you don't mind it, eat some!"

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it! Thank you very much!"

Yi Shuyuan got up and took the broth with both hands, sat down and filled a spoon with the soup and meat. Shi Sheng lay beside his legs looking forward to it, but he still said something.

"Master, you eat first!"

Yi Shuyuan didn't refuse either, he took a bite and chewed to taste, then filled a spoonful of it and handed it to Shi Sheng, who then ate it.

"good to eat!"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the person who gave the soup with a grateful look again.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

The man returned to his side of the crowd, looking at Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng's unguarded appearance, it was obvious that they didn't look like they often wandered around the rivers and lakes.

It has already been eaten by the campfire here. The dry biscuits are served with broth, not to mention how delicious it is on such a cold winter night.

"Eat quickly, and rest quickly after eating."

"Yes!" "Got it!"

"Master, the corpse in the coffin"

"Don't worry, calculate the time well, it will be just right when you arrive at the place, feed one tonight."

"Yes!"

Except for a bowl of broth, there seemed to be no intersection between the two sides. More than a dozen people were also eating and chatting here, until Yi Shuyuan sent back the bowl and spoon after eating the broth.

Yi Shuyuan took the bowl and spoon to the crowd over there, and someone had already stood up to take the things.

"Thank you!"

"Scholar, do you want pancakes?"

"no need."

Yi Shuyuan shook his head, glanced at a cage covered with cloth in a corner, and heard the "cackling" movement inside, coupled with the smell of chicken, it was obviously a chicken cage with more than one chicken .

After exchanging pleasantries, Yi Shuyuan went back, and the two sides no longer had any intersections for the time being.

As the night gradually deepened, Yi Shuyuan paved the floor with thatch and slept in a corner facing the wall with his arms and clothes on his pillow. Shi Sheng was lying on the inside beside him, wrapped in a small blanket.

Most of the other group of people also rested. Except for the night watchmen, the only sound in the room was the occasional crackling sound of burning sticks.

On the eve of Zishi, Yi Shuyuan's eyelids moved slightly, while Shi Sheng opened them.

"Master."

Shi Sheng called softly, but did not see any movement from Yi Shuyuan.

On the other side, the night watchman walked to the chicken coop, lifted the black cloth covering it, opened a gap in the cage, grabbed a live chicken with his hand, and walked towards the coffin.

"cluck"

The chickens in the chicken coop were noisy for a while, but the chicken in the man's hand was strangled by the throat and could not make a sound.

Shi Sheng had already got up and lay on Yi Shuyuan's body, and Hui Mian also got a small furry head out from under the blanket.

"Chuck."

The crowing of the chicken stopped abruptly. The neck of the chicken in the man's hand was directly broken, and the throat was directly pinched with his nails. Then he held the head of the chicken and put it on his feet. fall everywhere.

There was a small crack in the lid of the coffin, and chicken blood fell onto the lid of the coffin, and basically flowed into the interior of the coffin along the gap.

"Bang bang bang."

There was a slight vibration inside the coffin, which made the man holding the chicken tremble, but the coffin quickly calmed down, and the man breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the man suddenly noticed something, turned his head to look to the other side, and found that the child was looking at this side curiously under a blanket.

Seeing Shi Sheng staring blankly, the man thought that he had killed the chicken to frighten the child, and felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only smile at Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng stared at the man, and also showed a sweet smile.

For some reason, the man felt that this smile was so clean and pure, it seemed to soothe his nervous nerves.

"Shi Sheng, sleep."

Hearing Yi Shuyuan's cry, Shi Sheng let out an "oh" and continued to lie down.

Although Yi Shuyuan didn't open his eyes, he knew exactly what happened.

I thought it was just transporting dangerous coffins, but I didn't expect to kill chickens to raise corpses. Obviously, the corpses in the coffins had already changed, and they were the ones who provoked this corpse change on their own initiative.

The warlock looked good just now, but he took the initiative to let the corpse that was already in the process of corpse change see blood, which is a bit evil!

After the chicken blood entered the coffin, the evil spirit inside was obviously increasing, and even faintly leaked out of the coffin.

"Cuckoo la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la"

There was a creepy creaking sound from the coffin. This was the sound of the wood of the coffin, the sound of the ropes binding the coffin, and some teeth-stinging sounds.

Among the group of people who were resting, the warlock woke up, and his disciples also straightened up to look at the coffin.

After a while, the movement of the coffin subsided, and those nervous disciples breathed a sigh of relief, while the warlock spoke slowly.

"What a fuss, no big deal, rest!"

Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes, and looked down at Shi Sheng who was curled up in his arms. The latter's eyes were wide open. Obviously, this would be somewhat scary.

"Master, what is that voice?"

"The sound of fingernails on board."

"Are these people warlocks?"

"That's it!"

Shi Sheng lowered his voice to the lowest level, grabbed Yi Shuyuan's skirt and asked again in a voice that sounded like he was venting his anger.

"Can the coffin trap what's inside?"

Yi Shuyuan thought for a while and said truthfully.

"I can't get stuck."

Obviously, the evil spirit inside the coffin is far stronger than the power wrapped outside. It is not a question of when the coffin will break, but when the things in the coffin want to break.

The thing inside already has intelligence, and it is observing the outside!

Is this people raising corpses, or corpses raising people? ——
Help the author's friend to recommend the book, Xinyi's "All the demons have fallen, what are you talking about martial arts", if you like the story of Liaozhai, take a look, the protagonist writes Liaozhai in the world of Liaozhai, it is relaxed and cheerful!

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