I have a book of salvation

Yu Chen was stunned.

I went through all the people I met in my mind.

But he never found the old man's appearance.

He doesn't recognize it.

But looking at the old man's appearance, he seemed to have seen something horrifying.

Could it be that this old man saw his hidden energy?

No, it's impossible.

Not to mention that the Senluo ghost face covered up Yu Chen's aura, as far as he could see with his Weitian eyes, this old man was just an ordinary old man. His energy and blood were declining, his internal organs were exhausted, and he was about to die.

How can you see through Senluo's mask?

"You know him?"

Seeing Yu Chen looking in that direction, the corpse mover asked, "Let me tell you, this old man is not simple. People who used to work in the yamen were called 'dead man's mouth'."

"Dead man's mouth?" Yu Chen was stunned. This didn't sound like a good name.

"I'm just talking to the dead!"

The man who moved the corpse said carelessly: "This old man used to be the most powerful coroner in the Yamen - no matter how messy or bizarre the corpse is, as long as it is examined by him, he will know how the person died. With a living person, help the dead. Talking, isn’t this the mouth of a dead person?”

After listening, Yu Chen understood.

"By the way, I heard that most of the autopsy examiners in the Yamen are brought out by this old man!" the corpse mover said again.

"Then why does he look so miserable now?" Yu Chen was somewhat puzzled.

"Who knows?" The corpse mover rolled his eyes, "I only heard that more than ten years ago, he suddenly stopped working in the yamen and went home, doing nothing, and became crazy. Finally, when he got old, he was killed by his family. People came out begging for food.”

"Oh..." Yu Chen nodded and said no more.

After a while, the tiger feast began.

In other words, this banquet has not really begun. As soon as this person sits on the bench and moves his chopsticks, it starts.

——After all, there are all kinds of people from all kinds of religions. If you ask them to eat at the same time, it’s impossible.

Yu Chen didn't care about his appearance and stuffed whatever he caught into his mouth - the people sitting next to him were all these masters who could have died of starvation when they died. You were so polite to them that you didn't even have to lick the plate.

The same thing happened to the corpse mover. He took a sip of tiger meat, a sip of thick soup, and a sip of strong wine. He was overjoyed and sighed in admiration!

And because Yu Chen and the others were sitting on the outermost edge, everyone coming and going had to pass by here.

During this period, Xie Qing from the Zhengqing Gang came with a group of Jianghu guests.

As soon as he arrived, the entire outer street became quiet.

The two big gangs in the south of the city, Heishui Douzhengqing, are famous and famous. They were killed.

If nothing else, it’s just majesty!

The corpse mover also pretended to stop his chopsticks, looked at Xie Qing with an envious tone, and muttered: "Tsk, if we can be so majestic one day, it will be worth dying!"

Yu Chen rolled his eyes after hearing this.

My heart said, what are you putting here?

With your energy, blood, and physique, you can press Xie Qing to the ground and rub him. Are you envious?

But now that no one had pierced the window paper, he didn't say anything.

Xie Qing ignored them and walked straight in.

——He does recognize Yu Chen, but the Yu Chen he knows is the black-clothed ghost who wears a ghost face and kills big insects, not this elegant and weak young man who looks at graves.

Just a small episode.

Keep eating and drinking.

Yu Chen also had a great meal.

The tiger meat flows down the intestines and stomach, and a very subtle warmth flows through the limbs and bones, nourishing and nourishing.

Yu Chen's body can naturally bear it.

However, there were a few hungry tuberculosis ghosts who were also of the lower class. They were already in poor physical condition and lacked adequate supplements. However, they had nosebleeds while eating.

After having had enough wine and food, it was already past noon, and Yu Chen and the corpse mover were getting ready to get up - the strong guy also carried two pieces of tiger head meat in his arms to take away, showing the attitude of a common man.

If what he did was an act, then Yu Chen could only say that this guy was born in the wrong world. If he were placed in the world of his previous life, wouldn't he be superior to the entire movie star or something?

Yu Chen complained in his heart, and suddenly, there was a burst of noise.

They turned around and saw that the old man who had been called the "dead man's mouth" seemed to be choked. His limbs were twitching, his face was pale, and he could not make a sound!

Not long after, he died.

"Dead people!"

"Dead people!"

"..."

The sound of whirring echoed throughout the long street.

Attractive.

Yu Chen and the corpse mover glanced at each other, and the latter slapped his head, "Damn it, here comes the work!"

That "dead man's mouth" was kicked out of his family and lived on the street, helpless. He suddenly died, and in the end he had to rely on his body movers to move it to Qingfengling.

Soon, someone from the Yamen came to find out the cause of death, which was that he choked while eating tiger tendons.

He was already old and in poor health. This lack of oxygen led to his death.

The whole process was in full public view, and the suspicion of murder was ruled out.

So, after a cursory look, two officials and servants of the Wang family came over, condescendingly asked the corpse movers to move the body to Qingfengling, and then left.

One thing to say, when these guys were arrogant and bossy, Yu Chen really doubted whether the corpse mover would slap their heads to pieces.

——He can definitely do it easily.

But this guy didn't complain, nodded, bowed, picked up the old man's body and left.

After returning to Qingfengling, Yu Chen and the corpse movers buried the old man, and the corpse movers went down the mountain.

Yu Chen was left silent, looking at the short grave.

——Yes, this old man also has his own wish!

Yu Chen waved, and the old man's ghost followed him into the house.

After opening the Book of Humanity, the ghost of the old man was captured, crawling on the bank of the Huangquan River, kowtowing constantly.

Generally speaking, the behavior of the ghosts of the deceased has something to do with their last wishes during their lifetime.

For example, the beggar who wanted to eat cinnamon cod kept talking about cinnamon cod.

For example, the old woman who was forced to borrow money by the bully kept talking about two taels of money.

But Yu Chen has never encountered this ghost who keeps kowtowing.

Immediately afterwards, golden light emitted from the Sutra of Savioring People, and a few lines of smoky gray characters appeared.

【Nine levels of ordinary wishes】

【A lifelong shame】

[Time limit: None]

[There will be a reward at the end of the matter]

Immediately afterwards, the revolving door of this old man with a "dead man's mouth" passed by Yu Chen's eyes one by one.

It is said that the profession of autopsy must be learned from an early age.

Look at the countless corpses, complete, fragmented, fresh, rotten, inhuman...

And this "dead man's mouth" was adopted by an old coroner since he was a child. When he was four or five years old, he saw countless corpses.

When a normal person sees a corpse that is ready to vomit out the last night's meal, he can still sit aside and suck the tofu balls with relish.

Gifted.

It happened that the old coroner had no children - it was indeed difficult to find a wife in this profession, so he was raised as his own child and heir.

At the age of twelve, Dead Man's Mouth began its autopsy.

When he was twenty years old, he had already seen thousands of corpses, large and small, in the entire Wei River.

It was also this year that the old coroner fell ill and died.

Before death, the last words spoken to the dead person's mouth are - don't talk nonsense about the deceased.

That probably means that the coroner is the person who helps the dead who cannot speak. No matter what, they must not talk nonsense.

For the next twenty years, Dead Man Mouth kept in mind the teachings of his master and father, and whatever he found on the corpse was what he found.

With his increasingly sophisticated skills and unwavering integrity, the truth of countless bizarre and bizarre cases came to light with his help.

In the past twenty years, Dead Man's Mouth has become the first coroner in Weishui. Even the yamen in the city have sent coroners to him for advice and exchanges.

Although it was a business dealing with dead people, during that time, dead people's mouths were the most popular.

If nothing happens, he will continue to work like this until he retires, living his whole life with no worries about food and clothing, being feared and respected by others.

But as expected, the accident happened.

More than ten years ago, there was heavy rain, a major case, twelve corpses, he examined the corpses.

Lie.

The seedlings of the new book need to be watered, so I’d like to ask for recommendations and monthly tickets! The author kneels down to thank ORZ