The Secret Art of Refining the Dead: The Walking Corpse File

Chapter 392

Due to the impromptu departure, it is not easy to book a ticket, so we took a long-distance bus and arrived at the destination around eight o'clock in the evening.Because of Tan Ren's presence, it was difficult for me to ask what I hadn't finished talking before, so I suppressed it for the time being, and planned to ask more questions in private.

At around [-]:[-] p.m., the bus arrived at Hedong Town, but what we were going to was a village under the town, that is, the village where Ke Xiangu lived. It was called Xiaogudun. The name is a bit strange, but it has been called so for generations. As for the meaning of the three words Xiaogudun, there are many theories. The most widely spread among the local elders is that there is a burial belt deep in the mountain that the village is close to. It is said that a Lord Hou, I don't know which dynasty it is from.

When Lord Hou was buried, many living people were buried with him, so there are many human bones around the tomb. In ancient times, people living in this area often went to the mountains to hunt. When they saw those bones occasionally, they dared not say they were human bones, for fear of collision. Anything is called Xiaogudun, and as time goes by, this village is called Xiaogudun.

When we arrived at Xiaogudun, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and there were large farmlands around. Although it is in the rich Guangdong Province, it is located in a remote area, there are no high-rise buildings, and some are only buildings with blue tiles and white walls. When the lights are on, dogs bark and cats bark near and far, and insects and frogs make noise at night, showing a rural atmosphere.

It was already late at this moment, and when we got out of Xiaogudun, there were mountains on three sides, all black, so it was impossible for us to go into the mountains now.

Tan Ren took us and groped to find Ke Xiangu's residence. He had only heard about it from Zhou Xuanye, but he had never been to this place. As we walked in, the old people in the village who were enjoying the cool air asked where the guest came from. Extraordinary enthusiasm.

We inquired about Ke Xiangu's residence, and a stooped old man showed us the way: "Go west, the farthest house is there, and it will take a while to go there."

Looking in the direction he pointed, it was so dark that we couldn't see it at all. The light sources in this village were all from the lights from each house. It was not as far as Ke Xiangu's residence. It seemed that we still had to Take a night walk.

Fortunately, we were well equipped with flashlights and everything, so we headed all the way to the west of the village, passing through large rice fields and country lanes, and after walking for about 20 minutes, we saw a sliver of yellow in the darkness ahead. The lights, the music and the smell of the food, it should be right there.

When I got closer, I saw that it was a large tile-roofed house with four connected rooms. The layout was not bad, but the location was too remote, far away from the people in the village.When we walked into the yard, we could only see the dim light coming from the kitchen.

Ke Xiangu's family didn't have a dog, so we came quietly and didn't cause any disturbance.

"Is anyone there?" I called out to get the master's idea.

After a while, a middle-aged man in his 30s with black and yellow skin came out of the kitchen. He was sweating profusely. He seemed to be lighting a fire for cooking.When he saw us, he couldn't help being stunned, and asked who we were in Cantonese with a slight accent.

Even if it is the same language, the accents of different regions are different. I have a little difficulty listening, but I can still understand. If I guessed correctly, this man should be from Ke Xiangu's family, so we asked the master's family and explained came here.

As soon as we heard that we were looking for someone, the man hurriedly invited us into the house in somewhat substandard Mandarin. The house was clean inside and out, except for a room on the west side with an inner door. I also put a big lock on it. Seeing me looking at the door, the man said: "The house where the immortals are released." Only then did I understand that the house was used to store corpses. The preparations should have been done in that room.

Immediately afterwards, the man poured us tea and began to ramble: "Oh, I told her not to do these things. What time is it now, but she just doesn't listen, saying that things passed down from the ancestors cannot be broken. Yes. You said that a good house often causes some dead people, which is bad luck. It doesn’t cost much money and delays work. Hey, let’s not talk about this, I’m dying of anxiety.”

He said half a month ago, Ke Xiangu quietly came down from the mountain, went home and told him that there was an accident, the body was lost, and she was going outside to ask a powerful person to help, and the next morning, she brought that powerful person, That is, Zhou Xuanye showed his face once, and the two went into the mountain.

In the past, it took about ten days to go back and forth to go around the mountain. Occasionally, something unexpected happened, such as rain, landslides and detours. If he didn't come out, he was about to die of anxiety. Not only that, people from Zhuanshan came to ask from time to time why the people and corpses hadn't come back yet, so he could only make up lies and suppress them first.

He originally thought that if he didn't come back, he would tell the villagers the truth, organize people to find him, and call the police if he couldn't.

Now when he heard that we were also here to find someone, he immediately asked us if there was anything we could do. Tan Ren said: "Something happened to them in the mountains, but it is not life-threatening for now. You should keep this matter secret first. Don't call the police, we'll go in and find someone."

That night, we stayed at Ke Xiangu's house.

Of the two guest rooms, Tan Guimao naturally occupies one, and I and Tianran stay in one.The sound insulation of this house is very poor. Since the two rooms are connected, there is only one wall between them, so I can clearly hear the sound of Tan Guimao turning over and over again.

For a person with a cleansing obsession with human contact like him, it doesn't matter even if he sleeps in a mud pit, but it is absolutely difficult to bear sleeping under a quilt covered by others.

I don't know whether these quilts have been washed or not. Anyway, there is an indescribable smell, which is not very pleasant.

Tianrandai and I are not obsessed with cleanliness of human body contact, so Renren passed, but Tan Ren couldn't bear it, and finally I heard him crawling up, and there was no movement for a while.It happened that I was in a hurry to urinate, so when I got up and looked, I found that this guy had just fallen asleep on the table. Looking at his huge body, leaning against a small square table that had been around for ages, I immediately felt quite sympathetic, and had to start from the equipment. He found the sleeping bag in his bag and threw it to him: "Boss, you can actually get into the sleeping bag."

Tan Ren's eyes lit up, showing a look that you still have a little use for, and he couldn't wait to get in, covering his whole body inside. At first glance, the bag was straight and straight, which reminded me of the bag in the hospital where corpses were stored. Planting the bag, I immediately felt quite creepy, so after putting in the water, I quickly went to bed and slept.

I don’t know if it’s because of the geographical environment. It’s obviously summer, but it’s very cold in the mountains, and it’s even colder in the middle of the night. The quilt that we kicked to the other side was covered by me again. return.

Tianrandai has been living in the snow-capped mountains, his body is quite cold-resistant, and he sleeps straight without a quilt at all, occupying only a small space. I thought he was afraid of crowding me, but later I found out that he sleeps like a Sleeping like this, this upright posture is really uncomfortable to watch.

When I got up early the next morning, I found myself sneezing a little bit. After hearing this, Xiangu Ke's man said, "Did I catch a cold? It's cold here at night, and we have to cover it with a quilt in summer."

I said, "A little bit, but it's okay. Why is the temperature in this place so low?"

He said: "Winter is even colder." He got up very early, made noodles for us, and told us to eat before we set out on the road.This sentence is a bit like what was said to a death row prisoner in a costume TV series, so I feel quite speechless.

While eating, he said: "To tell you the truth, I am a door-to-door son-in-law. My parents gave birth to six brothers, and I am the youngest. I really can't take care of me. This house is my daughter-in-law's ancestral house. Their family has been married for generations. To do this, I chose a special location because I had to collect corpses frequently. I heard it was called Nayin Land. Yin disease will shorten my life. When I first got married, I really didn’t dare to live.”

When I heard this, I almost spit out the noodles in my mouth, and my life was shortened again. My life has been shortened enough, can't you give me a few years?

I said; "Then you live here all year round, don't you..."

He said: "There is always a way to deal with it. Every once in a while, stew a pot of yang soup, and it will be fine."

I know about Yang Tang, Zhou Xuanye told me about it, and he even drank it himself. I tasted it, and it tasted pretty good.This is actually an ancient medicinal soup. People who walk corpses often deal with corpses. If they stay in places with heavy yin and corpse qi, their bodies are easily eroded by yin qi. Drinking yang soup can force out yin qi and corpses. Qi is a common decoction that people who practice corpse refining must drink.

Of course, normal people can’t drink this stuff. It contains a lot of minerals, such as cinnabar, which is similar to those Taoist priests in ancient times who added some strange lead and mercury to alchemy. Normal people will be poisoned if they drink it. .

We only slept for one night, so there was nothing to worry about. After eating noodles and filling our stomachs, the three of us decided to go into the mountains.

Since I got up early, it was only 05:30. Standing at Ke Xiangu’s house and looking over the past, I saw that the mountains were surrounded by morning mist.

After staying in the office for so long, I have never eaten pork and seen pigs running away. I still understand these most basic things.Surrounded by three mountains, the terrain is gentle, the mountains are large and beautiful, and living people live here. It is definitely a town of longevity.

Since Ke Xiangu's house is just at the foot of the mountain, it is very close, and the closer you are, the harder it is to observe the whole, so I don't dare to make a conclusion if there are too many.

Firewood is still used in this place, so at the foot of the mountain we can see traces of firewood and wild trails stepped on by some people. Ke Xiangu’s man drew a picture of the mountain for us, showing the distribution of the mountains behind the mountain. Come out, and standardize the position of turning the mountain, but the painting skills are really not flattering, I really don't understand it.

But finding someone is really not difficult for Tan Ren, so if he can't understand it, he can't understand it. After leaving him, the three of us started to walk along these wild paths into the mountains.

(End of this chapter)