My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

Jia Er carefully took out a piece of paper from his pocket:

"Sir. This is the address of all the yards on the deed, please keep it."

After Lin Xiang took it and looked at it, he felt that this person was reliable in his work, and the yards he looked for were almost all in the Luming Academy.

Make full use of the world in your sleeves and put the paper back into your sleeves.

"gone."

"Go slowly. I'll help you tidy up the place so you can move in in the future."

"Thank you."

Lin Xiang didn't reject Jia Er's kindness.

certainly.There is one more important thing he left behind, the pile of gold in the yard can't be moved away at home, it has to wait for someone to come and take it away together.

Walk towards Yizhuang from the vicinity of Luming Academy.

Pass Caishikou along the road.

Unexpectedly, a large number of people gathered.

Lin Xiang squeezed in and saw that the executioner was about to cut off Wang Yonglai's head when the time came.

A rare opportunity.

Then he ran to Yizhuang at full speed.

In any case, the corpse of the bandit leader Wang Yonglai must be touched.

When he ran back to Yizhuang, panting heavily, he found a suitable place and sat down at the door, waiting for the corpse-carrying brothers to bring Wang Yonglai's corpse in.

After noon.

The corpse-carrying brothers carried the corpse into Yizhuang from the door.

When the corpse matching yamen came out, he saw that Lin Xiang was the only one among those who touched the corpse, and said:

"It's up to you to touch."

"can."

The corpse-carrying brothers carried the corpse into the morgue that Lin Xiang was in charge of.

Kindly remind:

"Bandit leader, be careful when you touch it."

Lin Xiang handed over what he had prepared earlier to the two brothers:

"Thank you, thank you."

The boss who touched the corpse took the money and smiled from ear to ear:

"You're welcome. Whatever you do in the future, you have to think about our two brothers."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

The brother who carried the corpse went out and waited for Lin Xiang to touch the corpse.

He closed the door of the morgue, and the smell was a bit heavy because it had just been painted.

He covered his face with a black cloth and lit two sticks of incense.

Take off Wang Yonglai's shoes and socks.

Insert two sticks of incense on each foot.

Start touching your legs.

Touching and thinking:

Today's executioners are not good at knife skills.

Feeling all the way to his chest, he took out a handkerchief.

Slightly dirty.

But Wang Yonglai is in death row, and he can preserve a woman's handkerchief to such an extent, which shows how much he cherishes it.

Lin Xiang unfolded it carefully, and when he saw the word "Xu", he immediately understood it.

"I didn't expect you to be the seed of infatuation."

Lin Xiang stretched out his right hand and continued to touch.

It's like another booklet.

Carefully take it out.

"The Art of Seventy Eight Falls"

Still the familiar electronic sound:

【Records】

【Records of the Cause of Wang Yonglai】

(surname Wang, first name Yonglai, 38 years old, the number one bandit in Hulu Mountain.

It is a pity that this man died by the executioner.

Young and poor, he doesn't like labor, likes to wield knives and guns, has a straightforward personality, and is eager for justice.

Young and light, he is deeply respected by the younger generation, and has a status no less than that of the village head in the village.

One day, drunk, he went into the mountains to cut firewood, and met a fierce tiger.

Under normal circumstances, if you encounter a tiger in the mountains, you will definitely run away. Wang Yonglai dared to fight a tiger with the strength of wine.

Unexpectedly, with the help of wine grains, he really killed the tiger.

When he pulled the tiger out of the mountains, all the villages were shocked.

Everyone came to see the tiger fighting hero Wang Yonglai.

He became famous for a while.