My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

It takes about a cup of tea to master "Makeover".

After Lin Xiang helped the corpse arrange the clothes, he opened the door of the morgue, sat on the threshold, and stared at the rain that was falling more and more.

He's thinking about something important.

Meng Ji's heart is in the temple, which temple is it?

There is a place that is definitely not there, definitely not in the Temple of the City God.

When the rain is less, go out and inquire.

After waiting for an hour, the rain became heavier and heavier, without any sign of stopping.

The staff of Yizhuang arrived one after another.

One by one was wet like a drowned rat.

Especially when the bumpy little Fengxian ran in from the gate of Yizhuang, her clothes were tightly attached to her body, everyone's eyes were straightened, feasting their eyes.

But Xiao Fengxian didn't care at all, after seeing Lin Xiang, she ran to him, touching his clothes was dry:

"Why aren't you wet?"

"Because I run fast."

"lie."

Lin Xiang looked at Xiaofengxian's rich granary through his wet clothes.

After Xiaofengxian noticed Lin Xiang's gaze, she muttered something, puffed her mouth, and ran back to her morgue to change clothes.

Just as Xiaofengxian was returning to the morgue, the Yizhuang Yamen servant and the mortician were discussing whether her figure was comparable to that of the brothel.

With a loud noise, the dilapidated wall of Yizhuang suddenly collapsed.

Bai Butou rushed out with the yamen servants. After seeing the scene, there was no better way to do it, so he had to repair it after the rain stopped.

Not long after, the warehouse also collapsed.

After Bai Butou led his men to rescue everything, he gave everyone in Yizhuang a holiday, leaving only the man on duty to touch the corpse and the yamen servant.

This kind of on-duty work is naturally distributed among the yamen servants, and they just listen to the corpse-touching people.

As expected, it was Lin Xiang and the others on the first day.

He wasn't dissatisfied at all, but Yaya Yao and Yaya Deng were cursing.

The two brothers who carried the corpse came over in coir raincoats and asked Lin Xiang:

"Take it away when you're done touching it."

Lin Xiang asked curiously:

"You two carry the corpse even in such heavy rain?"

"Lift. The sky and the sky also lift knives."

"I always feel that the two of you have no good intentions. Take it away!"

The corpse-carrying brothers put the corpse on two bamboo poles and left Yizhuang in the rain.

After they left, Yaya servant Yao said disgustedly:

"The two brothers are positive about the female corpse. Take the corpse home and wash it first. The two brothers sleep for one night, and then sell it to their spouse."

"I didn't see that they also have this hobby."

"Among the corpse touchers, you are the normal one. Apart from good wine, you have no special hobbies."

"I think Brother Yao is praising me."

"Of course I'm praising you."

Lin Xiang chatted with the two yamen servants until noon. They were worried that the dew and rain at home would not be able to stay, so they took a step first.

Lin Xiang was left alive again in Yizhuang.

With such a heavy rain outside, it is estimated that there will be no corpses brought in again.

It was noon, and while eating, Lin Xiang left Yizhuang and went to Shili Tavern to investigate clues about the temple.

Walking alone on the deserted street.

The raindrops are isolated from the body.

It can not only bathe in the girly style carried in the rain, but also don't need to soak the clothes.

This feeling is as cool as it needs to be.

at this time.

A carriage came from ahead.

The steward driving the car saw Lin Xiang walking alone under the rain, and said to the people inside:

"Miss, there is a fool who ran home without knowing it was raining."

The lady in the carriage opened the curtain curiously, and looked at Lin Xiang through the rain curtain.

It turns out that this person is not as foolish as the housekeeper said.

But something always feels wrong.

I don't have a clue.

When the carriage ran past Lin Xiang, she suddenly realized:

"Butler, butler. I know something's wrong."

"Miss, that man is a fool, not even as good as my cousin's nephew's distant cousin. He is stupid, but he still knows how to run home in the rain."

"No, no. That man didn't get wet in the rain, his clothes didn't get wet."

The carriage stopped immediately, and the housekeeper looked back, but Lin Xiang had disappeared.

"Miss, you read that right! It's raining so hard, the old servant is soaked in his coir raincoat."

"That's right. Clothes, face, and hands are not wet at all. It seems that the raindrops have avoided him."