the last priest

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the road up the mountain began to become muddy. Zhuo Xiong and Hengroulian followed Heizi with one deep foot and one shallow foot, passing through one grave after another. [ |] In the chestnut forest in the distance, a few phosphorescent fires were floating around, and even Heizi, who had always hated these things the most, ignored them and went straight to the top.

Not far away, a man was lying on a small graveyard, letting the raindrops mercilessly hit his back, surrounded by a sword and a piece of ghost paper, if it was in the daytime, he would definitely think he was a dead person up.Zhuo Xiong turned over Zha Wenbin, the small wooden coffin under him was barely wet from the rain.

"Brother Wenbin, wake up!" In the wind and rain, Zhuo Xiong shook his body like a puddle of mud.His face was pale, Zhuo Xiong tested his breathing with his fingers and said: "I still have breathing, but the temperature is very high, I'm feverish, send me down the mountain quickly."

With his face on his back, Cha Wenbin was about to go down the mountain. Zhuo Xiong picked up the things on the ground and was about to leave when he turned around and saw the small coffin.Brother Wen Bin blocked the thing with his body, he immediately took off his coir raincoat and carefully put it on the coffin, and then went down the mountain together.

Back home, I changed him into clean clothes first, and then made the brazier even hotter.Cha Wenbin was still in a coma, his shivering body was hot.

In this small mountain village in the middle of the night, it's New Year's Eve again, where is the doctor?Zhuo Xiong found some ginger from the kitchen, made a bowl of ginger tea, supported him, and drank a little.The fleshy face kept going back and forth between the water tank and the bed, changing the towel on Cha Wenbin's forehead, as long as the temperature dropped, everything would be easy.

Finally, at dawn, Zha Wenbin's body temperature returned to normal. After tossing all night, the two fell asleep on the bedside until there was a knock on the door: "Brother Wenbin!" , blind man, get up and open the door!"

Zhuo Xiong and Hengroulian woke up one after another. When they heard the voice, it was all right, the debt collector has arrived.With two pairs of dark circles under their eyes, the two got up and went back and forth to open the door.

The entrance was so lively, Chaozi, Leng Yiran, Mr. He, Director Zhao, and a fat guy they didn't recognize, all of them were carrying big and small bags, and their faces were filled with joy of the New Year.

Chaozi was the first to come in and say hello: "Blind man, how are you doing here? The big brother is here too. I wish you New Year greetings. By the way, Brother Wenbin, why didn't you come out? Are you preparing for us inside?" Where's lunch?"

Today, the little witch wore a fiery red down jacket and shiny leather boots on her feet. She kept her good figure to perfection, and also booed beside her: "That's right, Brother Wenbin won't come out to pick us up, I still have to ask He is begging for a red envelope."

Zhuo Xiong said with a distressed face: "Hey, I don't know what to say, anyway, go in and see for yourself, he is still asleep, please be gentle..."

Looking at his bitter face, Chaozi had a bad feeling in his heart, and said, "Fuck, I told you to keep an eye on him, get out of the way." Pushing Zhuo Xiong away, he just walked into the yard, the door " Squeak" it opened.Cha Wenbin wore an old padded jacket and said with a smile: "Be careful what you say on the first day of the first lunar month, don't swear, you are an adult anyway."

Chaozi hadn't seen him for a few days, and now the Coke was broken, so he gave him a bear hug and said, "I thought what's wrong with you." With just such a punch, Chawen was beaten. Bin's blood surged, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot. Chaozi continued to hold him without knowing it, and Leng Yiran screamed: "Ah!" It fell to pieces.

Cha Wenbin, who was lying in the room, squeezed out a smile on his face, looked at the crowd surrounding him, and waved his hands to indicate that it was nothing serious.He Lao kept reprimanding Chaozi, and even director Zhao joined the meeting, you made him feel ashamed and had to scold Zhuo Xiong: "Blind man, you know he is injured, why didn't you come together last night? "

Zhuo Xiong was momentarily at a loss for words: "I, I..."

It was the little witch who dared to scold: "Don't bully Big Brother Zhuo all the time. You are obviously wrong about this. You are a careless person who doesn't know the severity of what you do. Oh, you don't know that Brother Wenbin has just been discharged from the hospital!"

Seeing all the guns pointed at him, Chaozi didn't say a word, and only hoped that Cha Wenbin would be fine.In the end, Zha Wenbin had to smooth things over. Looking at the chubby man, he said, "Director Jin, why are you here?"

The fat man who was originally standing behind the crowd took a step forward, and said with a charming smile: "Hey, Mr. Cha, you are my savior, and you have re-arranged Feng Shui for me, so can I not come to pay New Year's greetings? "After that, he glanced at Director Zhao again. To be honest, he was most afraid of that bastard among the people here, and said: "It just so happened that Director Zhao and the others were also outside, so they came in together."

Zha Wenbin is also a smart person. This curator Jin is doing a dead man's business. He goes to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. He got up a little bit, and Chao Zi helped him to lean on the bed. Zha Wenbin said: " Curator Jin, since this is the case, then I also thank you for your kindness. But today is the first day of the new year, so let's not talk about those things, for fear of offending the gods, if you have something to do, come back after the fifteenth day of the first month."

Seeing that Zha Wenbin had issued the gag order, curator Jin naturally understood. This Taoist priest is definitely the best he has ever seen.But he hadn't retreated from the crowd yet, after thinking about it, he still bit the bullet and said, "No, Mr. Cha, just help me, otherwise my family won't be able to survive this year."

Chaozi was already on fire, so he seized the opportunity and said, "You didn't see me, Brother Wen Bin, I'm not feeling well, you said you won't talk about those things today, aren't you uncomfortable? It's not the first day of the new year, I'll throw you out the door, don't you believe it!"

Curator Jin was in a cold sweat. He knew what Director Zhao was doing, but he didn't expect this kid to be more arrogant than him, so he turned around and walked away with his head drooping. Before he could reach the door, Cha Wenbin shouted: "That's all , tell me, what's the matter?"

Chaozi asked in a low voice: "Can you do this?" Cha Wenbin shook his hand: "It's okay."

Curator Jin heard that Cha Wenbin was willing to answer, as if he had picked up a big red envelope, his bitter face immediately returned to its original shape, and squeezed into the crowd again. When he arrived at Cha Wenbin's bedside, he said pitifully: "Mr. Cha, you can save me this time..."

Director Jin, since he planted phoenix trees according to Cha Wenbin's instructions and laid down the Luofeng slope, there have been no ghosts in this funeral parlor, and the business is getting better and better. The money is making a lot of money.

However, the good times didn't last long, probably after Cha Wenbin went to Sichuan, an unknown corpse was pulled into the funeral home.This is not a big deal in his case. Generally, when the police discover such unidentified corpses, they will leave evidence and put them in the funeral parlor to refrigerate them, and then deal with them after collecting clues to solve the case.

He had no less than twenty of these corpses, and they were put in the cold storage as usual.On the second day after the corpse came in, he received a report from his subordinates, saying that a big cock raised in Luofengpo was bitten to death by something last night, and the blood was sucked dry. Very wicked.

He bought these big roosters from the neighbors in the four towns, with the purpose of being a phoenix envoy. For these chickens, he valued them more than his employees. He fed them with good food every day, so he was afraid of offending them.Well now, it’s so strange that one died. Looking at the dead body of the big rooster, Curator Jin was afraid that the news would affect people’s hearts, so he asked his subordinates to deal with it quietly.

That night, the person on duty who stayed behind said that he heard someone knocking on the box in the cold storage. The steel refrigerators used to pretend to be dead were all one-by-one steel refrigerators. I almost peed my pants, and ran back to my hometown overnight.This morning, Curator Jin came to work, and his subordinates brought another big rooster, which died in the same way as the previous one, and the blood was sucked dry.

This matter quickly spread internally. Now that the funeral home is working, it is a dirty job. If there is no plan, who wants to deal with the dead.A few timid ones were about to resign that day, but Director Jin kept them with a salary increase, and sent someone to buy two big cocks to make up for it.

After that, the rooster continued to die at a rate of one per day, and no one knew what was going on.And the knocking sound in the cold storage was getting louder and louder, making people panic and restless.Curator Jin thought of Zha Wenbin at that moment, and when he came to inquire, he was not there and went to the provincial capital, and he asked someone to find Director Zhao before he found out that he had gone to Sichuan.

He couldn't help it, so he went to find a native Taoist priest, who ran to ask for a sum of money, and then performed a ritual ceremony for him, vowing that he would be fine in the future.Unexpectedly, once the Taoist priest left, things would get even worse. . . . . .