Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Xia Jingsheng frowned and said, "The corpse is very dark. If you pass on your skills to your daughter, you will actually harm her."

The shopkeeper was startled, and said sadly: "So that's how it is."

This skill of driving corpses is for the purpose of letting the dead be buried in the ground, but it is not a sorcery.

The geographical location of Guicheng is remote, and the transportation has been inconvenient since ancient times.If a villager dies in a foreign land, there is not even a channel to transport the body.

The skill of driving corpses came into being.

It's just that anything related to corpses makes things a little more eerie.

The local people respect and fear the exorcisers, and they avoid them when they have nothing to do, and only come to ask for help when they have something to do.

The shopkeeper thought about his daughter's future and marriage, so he used his savings to sell the store, intending to wash his hands.

But I didn't expect my daughter's illness to come down like a mountain. At the beginning, it seemed to be a common cold, but after a long time of treatment, it gradually developed into a persistent cough and hemoptysis.

Fortunately, I met Xia Jingsheng, and only then did I find out the cause of the illness.

Xia Jingsheng was puzzled and said, "Among the Miao people, there are also quite a few highly skilled medical practitioners. Why can't they cure Qianjin's disease?"

The technique of exorcising corpses is very sinister, Xia Jingsheng knows this truth, and it is impossible for an experienced Miao doctor not to know it.In addition, the shopkeeper also said that he invited highly respected doctors from all over the world to see it, but there was no problem?

The shopkeeper sighed: "It's not a coincidence that her illness happened just as Lai Kuan, the second head of the Pagoda Company, suddenly fell ill. The Miao doctor was sent to the Pagoda Company by Company Commander Shi. We are only ordinary people, so we can only invite them Famous Han Chinese doctors come to see patients..."

It’s no wonder that Chinese doctors don’t think about “driving corpses” when they see a disease, and the pulse condition of the woman is like an evil wind entering the body, even if she takes medicine, it only treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

This delay will lead to the current situation.

Xia Jingsheng: "Then in the pagoda company, there are also people who know how to drive corpses?"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper whispered to Xia Jingsheng: "Of course, this exorcising technique belongs to the Miao people. I've lived here for a long time, and I only know a little bit about it. The really powerful people are all in the village."

"Oh?" Xia Jingsheng became interested, "How powerful is it?"

The shopkeeper didn't answer the question right away. He cleared his throat and said to his daughter, "You are weak, go back and rest."

After the people left, he raised the kitchen curtain and double-checked that no one was eavesdropping. Then he said to Xia Jingsheng, "They can manipulate corpses."

Ordinary people like shopkeepers, although they know the art of expelling corpses, have limited abilities and can only accept orders for transporting corpses.But a really powerful corpse chaser can make the corpse do what he wants, such as controlling the corpse from stealing, controlling the corpse to attack people, and so on.

There is even a saying of "corpse soldiers".The so-called "corpse soldiers" are to gather those corpses who are /manipulated/controlled.Such an invulnerable, painless team is enough to make its controller invincible.

The shopkeeper's words sent chills down Xia Jingsheng's back, and he remembered the scene of fighting with "Xue Cheng" that day.

Zombies feel no pain, and even if their heads are cut off, they can still move.

It's really a magic weapon.

Xia Jingsheng: "Where is the corpse chaser now?"

The shopkeeper: "It's in Baota Company. He is a native Miao. He grew up in the village, but for some reason, he broke up with his uncles in the village and defected to Company Commander Shi."

After talking about this with Xia Jingsheng, the shopkeeper gradually felt something was wrong.

He said seriously: "Sir, if you inquire about these things, do you still want to go to Pagoda Company? You can't go. There were people like you who were very curious about Pagoda Company before, but they couldn't come back once they went."

Xia Jingsheng smiled and said, "I have to deliver the letter." As he spoke, he took out the envelope from his pocket.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw the envelope, he took a few steps back and murmured in panic, "No way, no way, this is Shichen letter."

"Shichen letter?" Xia Jingsheng asked puzzled, "What is that?"

"It's a sign of the corpse caster. The corpse is controlled by the corpse to a certain place. Before leaving the place, such a letter will be left behind. It means that the time has come and it is time to go. So this letter is also called Shi Chenxin. This thing is very evil, sir, just throw it away."

Xia Jingsheng put the letter in his bag like nothing happened, "I have to take a corpse back."

The shopkeeper tentatively asked: "The person who had the accident...is your friend?"

"No, it's the enemy." After Xia Jingsheng finished speaking, he stopped sitting for a long time, thanked the shopkeeper, and went upstairs.

What Xia Jingsheng didn't know was that a group of Miao people in the store were talking about him.

They all have thick arms and round waists, wearing navy blue jackets, black and white headbands on their heads, and silver earrings hanging from their earlobes.

"It looks so similar to me." One of them said, "It's exactly the same as Aunt Miao."

"You read it wrong, how can a person from a foreign country look like Aunt Miao!" Someone picked up the bowl, drank the wine, called the shopkeeper over, and asked in Miao language, "Do you know the person who went up just now?"

The shopkeeper's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly replied, "I don't know, I'm a foreigner, and I don't know much about the rules here."

"Let me just say, just a fool who doesn't understand anything, how can he be as good-looking as Aunt Miao." The man called the shopkeeper to serve two more jars of wine, and greeted, "It's done."

Soon the group of Miao people put this matter behind them.

Xia Jingsheng rested at the inn for a while, and the next morning, without disturbing anyone, he left the money for the inn, and went to Baotalian by himself.

After leaving the town, Xia Jingsheng understood the shopkeeper's worries.

Miao people have a strong sense of territory. Xia Jingsheng is a stranger, and wherever he goes, he is greeted with guarded eyes.

Coupled with the language barrier, Xia Jingsheng went through several twists and turns before he found the way to Pagoda Company.

The pagoda is built on the mountain, the terrain is dangerous, the entire mountain is deserted, and the good people in the ordinary villages dare not go up the mountain.

Xia Jingsheng was alone all the way.

Soon, Xia Jingsheng encountered the first roadblock.

The gatekeeper was a sturdy young man with dark skin and wearing a shirtless shirt in the cold weather.

He looked at Xia Jingsheng unkindly, and muttered something in Miao language.

Xia Jingsheng was not frightened at all, he replied in Chinese: "I want to go up the mountain."

The gatekeeper smiled inexplicably: "Go up the mountain? No!" He didn't know a few words of Chinese, but he showed his contempt clearly.

As he spoke, the guard turned his side, and Xia Jingsheng saw a row of two-story knife racks behind him.

The knives on the top are all sharpened and extremely sharp.

The young man who guarded the gate shouted loudly, took off his shoes, and stepped on the blade with his bare feet.

The weight of a grown man on such a sharp knife is enough to make a normal person bleed profusely.

But the gatekeeper was unscathed, he easily climbed to the top, took off the red flowers tied on the top, and stood in front of Xia Jingsheng with his head held high.

Obviously, what he meant was that the only way for Xia Jingsheng to get over here was to "go up the knife mountain" and remove the red flowers.

"As long as I get the flowers, I can pass the test, right?" Xia Jingsheng asked.

Seeing him staring at the flower, the gatekeeper lit the red flower forward again, and nodded

Xia Jingsheng walked up to the knife holder, but he didn't take off his shoes immediately like a gatekeeper.

He took down the snake-shaped whip from his waist. The whip was full of spirituality and extended several meters higher than the height of the knife rest.

Xia Jingsheng waved his whip, wrapped it around the wooden post next to the knife holder, climbed up the wooden post with the help of the whip, and took down the red flower.

The gatekeeper was stunned, he didn't expect such an operation in the world, Xia Jingsheng handed him the red flower, but he waved his hands repeatedly, babbling and talking eagerly.

Xia Jingsheng laughed and said, "You only said that you wanted to take flowers, but you didn't say that you must step on the blade of the knife. You agreed with yourself just now."

The gatekeeper still refused to give in, Xia Jingsheng glanced at the knife rest, and said coldly, "You really won't give in?"

The gatekeeper still shook his head.

Xia Jingsheng slammed his whip onto the knife holder, and continued to climb the mountain under the shocked eyes of the guards.

Initially, the knife holder was normal.

But after a while, the wooden pillar on the side slowly cracked, and the whole knife rest looked crumbling.

The gatekeeper's expression changed, and when he turned his head again, Xia Jingsheng had gone far away.

After a long period of silence, Xia Jingsheng ran into a roadblock again.

This time the gatekeeper looked at Xia Jingsheng with some surprise, and looked up and down his clothes.

Without further ado, Xia Jingsheng had already seen a frying pan of boiling oil behind him.

"Going up the mountain of swords" and "going down the pan of oil" are meant to destroy a person's siblings. If ordinary people force their way, there will be no good results.

I saw the gatekeeper put his hands into the hot oil and took them out again, but there was no slight damage.

He looked at Xia Jingsheng with provocative eyes.

Xia Jingsheng's face was very calm, he stuck a piece of yellow talisman on the wall of the pot, within a short while, the hot oil cooled down, no signs of boiling.

The gatekeeper watched from the side, his eyes full of disbelief.

This is really unbelievable, obviously the firewood under the pot is burning vigorously, but the oil in the pot is no longer boiling.

The gatekeeper tried to put his hand in, and a cold sensation swept over his body.

He cursed in a low voice in Miao language, and when he raised his eyes again, he could only see Xia Jingsheng's blurred back.

Before it got dark, Xia Jingsheng finally reached the third roadblock.

Not far away is the base camp of the Pagoda Company.

The shape of the pagoda company is just like its name, it looks like an impenetrable pagoda, the outer wall of the building is extremely high and has spikes, so outsiders can't easily break into it.

The gatekeeper at the third roadblock looked at Xia Jingsheng like a monster. He had never met anyone who could break in here without a single injury. Not only was Xia Jingsheng not injured, even his clothes were not messed up.

There is no trace of embarrassment.

This third roadblock is also the last test.

The gatekeeper swallowed the red-hot charcoal forcefully into his throat, and could still hear the crackling sound of sparks on the charcoal.

This is the final test - swallowing charcoal.

Xia Jingsheng was about to take the charcoal, but was stopped by the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper decided to do it himself. He picked up hot charcoal and signaled Xia Jingsheng to open his mouth.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound from the gatekeeper's feet. He lowered his head and saw a snake that came from nowhere, spitting out a letter and staring at him.

The pupils of the snake were strangely red.

The gatekeeper glanced at it, and rationally wanted to escape, but he couldn't move his body.

As if being nailed in place by something.