The strongest mortician

In Yicheng, the dilapidated old city lord's mansion welcomed a new guest.

"Brother, will there be any clues for the master brother here?" Xiao Xi raised his face and asked the gentle and handsome young man beside him in confusion.

Xiao Tan shook his head, he was just trying.That boy always disappears at night and returns in morning dew.No one knows where he went during this time.

He also accidentally discovered that the boy had been to the Old City Lord's Mansion.Three days ago, he woke up at night and couldn't sleep. Taking advantage of the newly bright sky, he found that the soles of the boy's shoes were stained with a little yellow-brown pollen.

As for the old city lord's mansion, there happened to be a towering old tree that had grown for 300 years. The old tree was in its flowering period, and the yellow-brown pollen spread all over the ground.

The old city lord's mansion has not been inhabited for a long time, and the room is full of choking smoke and dust.According to the information obtained, there have been three owners in total.

The first owner was the famous young general Bai Yi 300 years ago.It's a pity that he defected when the enemy was in front of him, which caused Yicheng to fall, and the monarch was furious, and it caused hundreds of years to follow.

Yicheng is not to be seen from above.

The second owner was a businessman from a wealthy family. He provoked bandits when he was hauling out the goods, and the whole family was killed.

The third owner suddenly died of a sudden illness.

People thought it was evil, and no one lived in this mansion again after that.

The wind passed through the corridor, making a penetrating "woo-woo" sound.Xiao Xi tightly grasped Xiao Tan's arm, looking around anxiously.

The two walked through the long corridor, and the layout of the house was square. Not surprisingly, after passing the long corridor, the bedroom directly opposite was the main house.

"Crackling——" Xiao Tan pushed open the door, and the room was covered with dust.The furnishings are messy and have been looted.Valuable ornaments have long since disappeared, and even the blackout window curtains have been taken away.

Shen Shen, why did he come here?

Xiao Tan couldn't figure it out.

"Brother, look! This painting is really beautiful." Xiao Xi ran over and took out a scroll with a treasure.

A young general, wearing heroic armor, riding a white horse, holding a red-tasseled spear.The smile is as bright as the morning sun.

In the corner of the painting, a line of small characters was signed:

spring

Daye 30 years

Fan Ruichuan

The paintings of Daye 30 years ago, 300 years ago.It is no wonder that the corners of the drawing paper are yellowed. It turns out that after a long time, the ebony used as the scroll has not yet rotted, and it shimmers in the sunlight.

Twilight flow...

"Where did you get this painting?" Xiao Tan's eyes lit up. Compared with the dusty room, this painting is too clean. The reason why the ebony is shiny is because someone once cherished the painting scroll in his hand and played with it.

Xiao Xi was also taken aback: "It's just under the bed board. Half of it was exposed, and I just pulled it out."

under the bed...

Xiao Tan lifted the bed board, and there was indeed a universe inside.This is……

High-quality blood red cinnabar, exquisite black wooden box, large and small knives, and... preservative oil.

This is the stuff of the undertaker.

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Beyond Yicheng, thousands of miles away in the yellow sand.

"In the city, what's the situation? Have the people evacuated? How many soldiers have died?"

The young general was worried and asked one after another. Seeing that Shen Shen didn't answer for a long time, he thought that the other party was frightened by him.

"Sorry, I was in a hurry."

He clenched the red-tasseled gun tightly in his hand, and his pursed lips turned white from the force. "Brother Chen, I'll go back to the city first." After speaking, he passed the two of them, and walked forward quickly holding his seriously injured body.Shen Shen wanted to follow, but was grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

"deeply."

The juvenile child had a handsome face and bulging cheeks, but his complexion was cold.Mouth filled with deep maltose.After eating, he emptied his hands and hugged Shen Shen's arm tightly.

"The weirdo goes around in circles."

The voice just fell.I saw that the figure of the young general who was supposed to leave appeared in sight again.from the opposite direction.