The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 43: Beast Lane

Beast Lane, the slaughterhouse in Chaolan County.

As soon as Qin Zhiming stepped in here, he was hit by a strong smell of blood and stench.

The bluestone bricks underfoot were covered with solidified blood. From time to time, someone slipped and fell to the ground, causing everyone to laugh.

The alley was very spacious, with iron hooks hanging on the walls, on which hung skinned and chopped cows, sheep, pigs, and dogs.

Some of the corpses had turned black, while others still had fresh blood stains, revealing bright red, wriggling pieces of flesh.

Below the corpses were stalls, and most of the people in the stalls were fat and strong men.

They waved their meat knives and loudly solicited business.

There were some broken offal and tendons on the chopping board, as well as some uncleanly processed intestines and offal, emitting an unbearable stench.

But even these things, there are people who buy them, and quite a lot of them.

Those poor people like to wash these things with clean water, throw them into a big pot full of chili peppers, and cook them.

It’s cheap, delicious, and when paired with rice, it fills your stomach so you’ll have the strength to work.

On the ground, rats of various sizes were crawling quietly.

There were so many flies flying in the air that the butcher kept picking up his meat knife and waving it around.

As it was almost noon, many people came to buy meat.

The butcher, smiling happily, took the copper coin and, at the customer's signal,

Dong, dong, dong, cut off the required part, wrap it casually with oil paper, and throw it accurately into the basket prepared by the customer.

Then, he smiled and called the next person to come forward to buy meat.

At this time, a voice came from the entrance of the alley.

"Please make way for me! I have just collected firewood, so I won't let it touch you or it will bring bad luck to you."

A burly man in a black half-sleeve shirt walked into the alley, pushing a flatbed cart.

The flatbed was piled with corpses, but these were not those of animals, but of humans.

Butchers and customers stopped what they were doing and looked at the flatbed trucks with envy.

"Brother Zhou, why are there so many firewood today?" A butcher who was acquainted with the strong man joked.

The sturdy man nodded and said with a smile as he pushed the cart.

“Just yesterday, the earth was turning upside down, and many families in the outer city had no money for funerals or medical treatment.

Just sell the firewood to us and make some money.

This is not, hello, I am good, everyone is good. "

"Yes, collecting firewood for the Taoist temple is a good way to earn money and accumulate merits."

Brother Zhou joked with him for a few words and walked straight into the depths of the alley.

He parked the car at the end of the alley, where there was a gate.

He turned his head and looked at the man in black robe following him.

"Friend? Something?"

Qin Zhiming said nothing and handed over a wooden sculpture.

This is the token given to him by Renyi Money House before he got off the bus.

When Brother Zhou saw the wood carving, he suddenly understood.

"Looking for our boss. OK, come in together."

After he said that, he kicked the door.

"The firewood is here! Open the door."

The door opens and this is what you see.

The corpses were piled up like a mountain, and wisps of white smoke filled the air.

Brother Zhou pushed the flatbed cart and walked to the stone platform in the middle of the pile of corpses.

There are many buckets on the huge stone platform.

In the center of the stone platform is a tripod, with a strong firewood underneath. Thick white smoke is coming out of the tripod mouth like a white python.

The strong men waiting here skillfully carried the bodies off the car.

They stripped the clothes off and carefully examined the state of the body.

They also use their fingers to press the muscles of the corpse to determine whether the Qi and blood are vigorous.

After the inspection, they used yellow water with a medicinal smell in a bucket to clean the body from head to toe.

By the way, wipe the surface of the stone platform under your feet which is dirty with dust and blood.

According to various standards, they were classified into the pile of corpses next to them. Qin Zhiming glanced around and found no coagulated blood on the surface of the stone platform.

There were no signs of rats or flies around the pile of corpses, not even a stench of corpses.

The corpse was no different from when it was alive, with plump skin and no signs of decay.

All this seems to be related to the white smoke coming out of the cauldron.

The white smoke looked very strange, like a white python rising into the sky.

When it flies to a certain height, its body will break into pieces and turn into countless white snakes, falling into the courtyard where corpses are strewn all over the place.

Moreover, this white smoke seems to have the effect of refreshing the mind.

Brother Zhou, who was originally tired from pushing the cart, now looks energetic.

As for Qin Zhiming, the pupils under his mask had already lit up white.

He had tried it before, and this white light could not only drive away evil spirits, but also help him dispel poisons.

"Friend, our boss is inside, please go in by yourself."

After dealing with the corpse, Brother Zhou walked to the stone platform, came to Qin Zhiming, and pointed his finger forward.

Qin Zhiming shuttled through the mountain of corpses and soon saw a wooden house surrounded by corpses.

He pushed open the door and found a scholar sitting inside.

He was sitting at the table, writing something with a pen.

The scholar looked up and glanced at Qin Zhiming.

Seeing the wood carving in his hand, the scholar immediately smiled.

"Sit, sit, sit."

After Qin Zhiming sat down, the scholar poured him a cup of tea.

“Excuse me, but please come here and see me in person.

You must be doing this for those people, right?"

Qin Zhiming nodded and used vibration to change his tone so that it sounded androgynous.

"A corpse collector is also doing business as a dentist?"

People die every day in Chaolan County. No matter what the cause of death, someone has to deal with the bodies.

People living in the inner city are lucky enough as they have money to buy coffins for funerals.

Most of the people from the outer city areas don’t have the money to buy a coffin.

You can't just wrap it in a straw mat and throw it away. If you are caught by the government, you will be fined a lot of money.

Go out of town to bury the body? No, that's not your land. Want to bury the body? Dream on.

Bury the body farther away? Be careful not to attract evil spirits or monsters.

Therefore, most people would choose to call for corpse collectors and exchange the corpses for money.

The more complete and more vigorous the corpse is, the more money the corpse collector will pay.

When Qin Zhiming killed the two killers, he called for someone to collect the bodies.

Although the body was incomplete, the two men were warriors at the Leather Training Realm, and the money they gave was just enough for him to set up six tables in the Food Restaurant.

However, the body collectors do not collect corpses randomly. They will register the sellers.

The booklet would be handed over to the government from time to time to prevent anyone from killing someone and using a body collector to deal with the body.

Don’t think this is a dirty job. You should know that the corpse collectors were first established in Taoist temples.

The corpse collectors in every place are under the management of the local Taoist temple, and even the government cannot control them.

Only they can push corpses around the streets openly.

When Qin Zhiming learned that the person he was going to meet was a corpse collector.

He concluded that the people in the warehouse were the corpse collectors.

Somehow, turn them into registered dead.

By making them pretend to be dead or knocked unconscious, they can be transported to various places in Chaolan County using a flatbed truck.

He had asked the black market before, have many people died in the city in the past three months?

It is because only dead people will not attract the attention of others.

The scholar smiled.

"We never forced anyone to buy or sell anything. It was all a matter of mutual consent."

(End of this chapter)