Yellow River corpse hunter

Chapter 14
inside the house.

Uncle Wu grabbed a handful of millet and rubbed Grandpa's head.

It wasn't until the grandfather's head was rubbed red that he removed the millet and continued to replace it with a new action of repeating consent.

"Uncle Wu, will this work?" I asked quickly.

I am very anxious about my grandfather's situation, but I have seen cold compresses and hot compresses, but this is the first time I have seen millet compresses for treatment.

"Xiaomi has the effect of pulling out evil spirits. You have to enter your body with evil energy. After all, he is in his grade. He was locked in a coffin last night. Even a young man may not be affected by it." Fifth Uncle said slowly.

After rubbing for a long time, Grandpa's originally ashen complexion gradually turned a little rosy.

With a violent cough, Grandpa opened his eyes in a daze.

"Grandpa, are you okay!" I said.

Grandpa coughed again, and I tapped his back to make him feel better.

After coughing for a long time, Grandpa finally let out a long breath. He waved his hand to Uncle Fifth, motioning for him to leave. Uncle Fifth closed the door, and only Grandpa and I were left.

Grandpa looked at me and asked slowly, "Yangyang, do you take the envelope I gave you?"

"I'm taking it!"

I quickly handed the envelope to Grandpa.

But grandpa waved his hand directly, motioning for me to open it.

I opened the envelope, and the first thing I saw were two photos. The first one was a photo of a restaurant. A man in a black windbreaker was sitting at a table eating. There was a scar on his face, and his expression was very He was cold, but his face was exactly the same as that of his uncle.

In my impression, although the eldest uncle is good at calculating and is a cunning person, he is very approachable, and he is completely different from the person in front of him.

As for the second photo, it is a group photo. The person in it is wearing yellow overalls with the words Yellow River dredging written in red letters on it. Grandpa is next to the photo. Beside him is a serious person who looks younger than grandpa. Younger, with a small mustache, he is out of place among these people, because everyone is smiling when taking pictures, as for him, he has a straight face.

As for the note other than these two photos, it is an address and then a string of numbers, 17854.

"Grandpa, this?" I looked at him suspiciously.

Grandpa suddenly smiled kindly, stretched out his old hand, and stroked my head.

"Yangyang, today is your first time to find a corpse. Did you encounter some hallucinations when you were looking for Qian Fangfang's corpse?" Grandpa asked slowly.

I nodded quickly. At that time, I thought I was scared out of my wits.

"Actually, let me tell you, it's not an illusion at all. Your fate is special. I asked someone to calculate it for you. You were about to be drowned in the Luo River when you were ten years old. I asked someone to save you. But because you are a dead person, you can see Yin and Yang, so you can see these things!" Grandpa said with emotion.

But my mind buzzed, and I didn't respond to what Grandpa was talking about.

"Grandpa, what do you mean, I should have died when I was ten years old, and you saved me to survive?" I looked at him blankly.

Grandpa straightened up slightly, adjusted a more comfortable posture, and continued to say to me: "That's right, I didn't expect that you survived, all thanks to my old friend! Otherwise you would I won’t be alive, but, alas, forget about these nonsense, I’m talking to you alone, Yangyang, I actually have something to tell you, there is a box under the bed, take it out and have a look!”

"Box!"

I lowered my head and found a cabinet under my grandpa's bed. Inside was an octagonal black wooden box. I took it out, and my grandpa motioned for me to open the lid. Kai found out that they were all names of people. On the last page, there were two names written on it. After Lin Zhentian, my name was Lin Yang.

"This is the family tree!" I said in surprise.

Grandpa nodded and said: "This is indeed a family tree, but it is our corpse-hunting tree. Every generation of us Yellow River corpse-hunting people must write their names on it!"

"Yellow River corpse hunter?" I was taken aback.

"That's right, in fact, the real name of our corpse hunters is the Yellow River corpse hunters, which has a history of thousands of years!" Grandpa continued.

But I took a look and found that something was wrong. Behind the grandfather’s name, it was actually me. The second uncle and the third uncle were also corpse hunters, so why wasn’t it written on it.

"But Grandpa, since this is about the Yellow River corpse hunters of our past generations, why is there no second uncle and third uncle, and I will be after you!" I looked at my grandfather.

Grandpa carefully took the corpse-hunting book from me, and explained to me: "Your second uncle and third uncle are indeed corpse-hunters, but they are not Yellow River corpse-hunters. Every generation of Yellow River corpse-hunters has I was chosen by the ancestors, and if I die, you will be my successor and the head of the next generation, but Yangyang promised me not to be a corpse hunter anymore. This will be a curse and annihilation for our family Disaster!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Having said this, Grandpa began to cough excitedly.

I quickly patted his back, but I was very puzzled.

"Why grandpa?"

Grandpa sighed slightly, and his thoughts began to drift into the distance.

"Because we were cursed, my father, and my uncle, my uncle, they didn't believe in fate. At that time, this was called feudal superstition. They wanted to get rid of the identity of corpse hunters, but they all died in the end. In our Lin family, anyone who didn't want to fish for corpses died in the end, but Yang Yang, I don't want to continue like this, I have a hunch that you can end the fate of our Yellow River corpse hunters, you are destined to be an extraordinary child!" Grandpa Looking at me with piercing eyes.

Then he told a long story.

The origin of the Yellow River corpse hunter is Qi State in the Warring States Period. At that time, my ancestor was a general of Qi State. In Luohe Village, camps were set up, and troops were set up in the River Temple in the village.

When the local people saw this situation, hundreds of people came to my ancestor to pray that he would not do this. The God of the River is also a god of war, and he didn't like these bloody generals coming here.

But my ancestors didn't care at all, and the local boss simply couldn't kneel down in front of my big tent, which completely annoyed my ancestors.

In front of everyone, he smashed the statue of the god of the river to pieces, and told them that he is the king here. The river swelled and flooded the village in an instant.

My ancestor was lucky enough to escape, but he saw the dead bodies all over the ground, especially on the Luo River, the floating corpses of soldiers were heartbroken. Back then, my ancestors loved soldiers like sons, and all the soldiers under them were Tiger general, but now there are only less than a thousand people left. He simply did not march, and led all the officers and soldiers to collect corpses. At that time, it was said that there were thousands of corpses densely packed in the square of the village, but there were still many corpses in the Luo River, and there was no way to collect them all. .

Regardless, my ancestors led a team of almost a hundred people, found the fishing boats they could find, and said that they wanted to give the dead brothers a place to bury them, but the Luohe River, which was usually peaceful, unexpectedly appeared in the river. A huge wave instantly engulfed most of the soldiers, and in the end, less than a hundred survived by chance.

My ancestor had a complete emotional breakdown. He looked at the rushing river, knelt in front of the Luo River, and swore to let his descendants guard the Luo River for generations, and begged the river god to let them rescue all the brothers. In an instant, the Luo River subsided, and my ancestor quickly Take the opportunity to rescue the dead bodies of officers and soldiers.

Maybe it was a fate in the dark, the Luo River never flooded again, my ancestors rebuilt the River Temple after burying the brothers and made a vow, if I don’t die, I will definitely come back here and stay in Luo forever river.

Later, the Qi State fell, and my ancestor came here alone with the remnant soldiers. Since then, the Lin family has taken root in Luohe Village, and has not left for nearly a thousand years.

Maybe it was the curse back then, but most of the Lin family's children who didn't participate in the corpse hunt would die in the end, and I never knew about this thing, maybe the Lin family around me lived by picking corpses, I never paid attention this matter.

"You are my next generation, and also the new head of our Lin family's corpse-hunting family. If nothing else happens, you should inherit my mantle, but Yangyang, you must not do this, and you must not do this if you continue!" Grandpa said with a serious face. .

But when I heard what Grandpa said clearly, my face was already pale, and I hurriedly said to Grandpa: "But Grandpa, if I don't collect the corpse, I will die a terrible death, after all, there is my name on the corpse collection book , can I escape? Can I escape?"

"Hahaha!" As soon as I finished speaking, grandpa suddenly laughed, he looked at me and said word by word: "But don't forget, Yangyang, you are already a dead person!"

"What?" I shivered.

"Don't forget, as I said, you have already died once. This matter is a bit complicated. Someone will tell you the truth in the future, but I can tell you directly. In fact, the real Lin Yang died more than ten years ago. You died, but I changed your life for you, so you are Lin Yang, but you are not, because in a strict sense, Lin Yang is already dead, so Yangyang, you are a free man now!" Grandpa said excitedly. As I spoke, a morbid blush appeared on my face.

But I repeated that sentence in a murmur, I am already dead, I have already died once.

(End of this chapter)