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After Xuancheng detoxified the corpse, the remaining six actors carried the coffin on the road that night.

More than three days have passed in the horror movie.

Taoist Priest Xuancheng seemed a little anxious: "The employer ordered me to deliver the coffin to his home before August [-]th. Now I have been delayed in the inn for a day, and there are only three days left before the deadline. I am afraid that I will have to travel day and night. It is also hard work." you guys."

Just as Xuan Cheng finished speaking, the cell phones of the actors rang——

[The progress of the plot has been updated. The coffin will be delivered to the employer's home within three days, and the time of delivery will pass at a speed of 5.0 times. ]

Everyone nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. At 5.0x speed, traveling day and night is not too tiring.

Xie Chi's focus was not on the speed, as it was not his turn to carry the coffin, he walked up to Taoist Xuan Cheng, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Master, if it is delivered on August [-]th, the employer will give you all the money back and forth." How many days do you have?"

Xuan Cheng said in a long way: "It took nine days in total. It took us three days to reach Mianshan, and we walked back slowly carrying the coffin, and we were delayed because of the incident at the inn. It's really sad, we must hurry up."

Xie Chi nodded.

Taoist Xuancheng has always been strict, but he is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person. He remembered that Xie Chi was the first disciple who found tooth powder for him, and he also had a preference for him. Now when Xie Chi asked, he also fell in love with Xie Chi Bitter water arose:

"The employer came from a distinguished family background, and it's not something you and I can afford to offend. Otherwise, we wouldn't have suffered so many casualties, and we still insisted on transporting the coffin. If this was an ordinary commission, the corpse had changed, and it was still such a powerful zombie. We burn it ourselves to prevent it from harming others, even if people blame it in the end, we can afford it, but this employer, if we burn the zombies, I am afraid that we will lose our lives, alas."

"I've never seen such a harsh one. It has to be within nine days. The employer has emphasized several times that it must be delivered within nine days. I guess it won't be delivered, so we have to stay there." Xuancheng turned to look at the coffin-carrying man The team is urging again.

Probably because he was approaching Huaiwa Town, Xuancheng began to shake off his employer's identity information.

Xie Chi was thoughtful, and asked: "Did the employer say why it must be nine days?"

Priest Xuancheng shook his head: "No, the employer said that he wanted to move the grave. It is estimated that nine days later is probably an auspicious day for performing rituals or reburying."

Xie Chi nodded, and didn't quite believe this statement, but Xuancheng didn't need to hide it from him, probably because he really didn't know.

What is the purpose of the nine-day deadline and the repeated emphasis on the deadline?Logically speaking, the grave can be moved at any time. After this auspicious day, wait a few days for the next auspicious day. There are so many auspicious days, and it doesn't have to be one.

This emphasis on the deadline also shows that if they overdue, it will have a huge impact on Mrs. Zhao, and this deadline is very important.

Taoist Xuancheng looked at Xie Chi more and more pleasing to his eyes, and said with a wry smile: "It's hard for you to follow as a teacher. You are not good at learning as a teacher, and you are far behind your Uncle Lianxi. Your Uncle Lianxi is my god!" The only direct disciple of my ancestor, who knows everything, is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, even the technique of borrowing the law..."

Daoist Xuancheng suddenly stopped, with a look of jealousy, secretly blaming himself for talking too much.

Xie Chi still heard clearly: "The art of borrowing the law?"

Xuancheng avoided talking about this, and sighed: "I really didn't expect Zhou Tong to be so sinister. It was a mistake to accept him at the beginning, and it almost hurt you. If this is the case, I will be the teacher. ..."

Xie Chi: "..." This person's method of changing the subject is not clever at all.

Xie Chi felt that there was an obvious butterfly effect in horror movies. If he hadn't been selected by Taoist Xuancheng to catch pheasants because of his luck buff, he would not have met Taoist Lianxi, hadn't known Taoist Lianxi, and You will not get refined gossip and information about the land of the four yin.

If he hadn't met Taoist Priest Lianxi, Taoist Xuancheng wouldn't have mentioned Taoist Priest Lianxi's "Borrowing Technique" to him right now.

Therefore, information and information will be linked with each other, and there is an obvious snowball trend.

After chatting for a few more words, and after making sure there was nothing to ask, Xie Chi returned to the team.

……

Two nights later, everyone arrived at Huai'ao Town, where the employer was located.

Huai'ao Town is unexpectedly prosperous. The main road is illuminated by lanterns. The houses on both sides are simple and elegant, and there are places with carved railings and paintings. Frogs croaking in the farmland, it looks like a wealthy and comfortable town.

With the help of 5.0 times speed, everyone still looks tired. Xie Chi has Xie Xinglan to work on his behalf. Right now he is in good spirits, but his body is relatively tired.

The deadline for handing over the coffin is at twelve o'clock tomorrow night. They traveled day and night, and they arrived one day earlier. There was plenty of time. Taoist Xuancheng's stern face along the way finally calmed down. Just as the group of them passed by a noodle stall, Xuancheng said After thinking for a long time, he simply said: "Stop the coffin!"

He turned his head and said to the crowd: "There is still more than an hour's journey, it's not too late for us to take a break and eat a bowl of noodles."

The townspeople were not surprised by the appearance of their group. They knew what was in the copper-horned and golden coffin, but they didn't avoid it. Instead, they all smiled at them, expressing their goodwill for this profession.

In fact, each of them has more or less seen zombies or people in the corpse change. After all, how many people really die well?It is worthy of respect for Taoists to solve these funeral affairs for them.

Everyone put down the coffin, and Taoist Xuancheng went to order some noodles. Everyone sat down and waited, but they heard whispers from the next table:

"The wife of the Zhao family has been dead for several days, right?"

"That's right, the fourth watch tomorrow night happens to be the first seven. Her family made soul flags and prepared a lot of paper money."

Xie Chi's face changed slightly.The employer ordered them to hand over the coffins before twelve o'clock tomorrow night, and at four o'clock tomorrow night, that is, from one to three o'clock in the morning, it was too close to their coffin delivery date, which inevitably made people think too much.

The other side is still going on: "After all those years, Mr. Zhao's family still can't hold on, pity his woman, he is a widow at a young age..."

"Yes."

"Her woman is like a bodhisattva alive. It's so tragic that such a kind-hearted person should encounter such a thing."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao was also a very gentle and gentle person before he was alive. He spoke slowly, like a teacher. Oh, what a trick of fate!"

"In the past two years of famine, I have received relief from his family. If it weren't for them, I might not be where I am today. I have never seen someone who is rich but not domineering!"

Yan Jing whispered at the side: "Brother, this woman sounds so pitiful, alas."

Xie Chi was silent, thoughtful, suddenly mentioned the Zhao family at this time, it is worth pondering.

"Let's not talk about their family anymore. My ears are numb. I heard that the youngest son of the fish seller also disappeared yesterday?"

"That's right! He said he went to school, but he didn't come back at night. His parents were in a hurry, and they couldn't find him until now!"

"What's going on, several children have been missing for the past two months, and the officials have reported them, searched and searched, and there is no whereabouts..."

"That's not it! I don't dare to let Ergou go to school now, so I just lock him at home and don't let the door out."

"You are so good! Be safe, don't be afraid of [-], just in case, I'm afraid it's not because someone steals a child and sells it..."

Yan Jing pulled Xie Chi and whispered: "Brother, does the child's disappearance have anything to do with the main storyline?"

Xie Chi remained silent.

After Xuancheng paid the money, he came over and said to everyone with regret on his face: "I just heard from the stall owner that the owner, her husband, passed away."

Xie Chi said in his heart that it was true.

The woman who was talking about at the noodle stall was the one who hired them to carry the coffin.

Movies are different from TV dramas. Every sentence in a movie is basically meaningful and will not reveal useless information, especially suspense and horror.

Bad movies will talk about things that have nothing to do with the main story and fool the audience for a long time. The quality of "Zombie Lover" does not hide its flaws, and there is a high probability that it will not.

So when these people talk about the Zhao family, the Zhao family is probably related to the main line.

When the cannon fodder thought that they would go to the dead employer's house in an hour, his face turned pale instantly.

Xuancheng sat down, sighed, and said: "The world is also impermanent. The female employer, her father-in-law, has been suffering from tuberculosis for many years. She was hired by his family as a teacher nine days ago. The day, it was only two days after Wei Shi left, and that day was actually the last time Wei Shi saw him..."

Xuancheng sighed deeply again, his expression was a little gloomy, obviously regretting the passing of a life.

Everyone looked different.

Yan Jing murmured to Xie Chi in a low voice: "Isn't this too coincidental? When we sent the coffin, his family members died of illness, so the time was so close..."

Xie Chi was thoughtful.

A coincidence in a horror movie may be fate.

Although the woman's father-in-law had tuberculosis, was it such a coincidence that he died of illness at such a time?

Why did the female employer repeatedly emphasize that the coffin must be delivered within nine days?

Why is the deadline so close to her husband's first seven?

What is the relationship between the zombie and the Zhao family woman?What is the connection between the missing child and this matter?

What is the real meaning of their transportation of zombies?

……

There is not enough information, there is no need to think hard, Xie Chi is too lazy to have a headache, so he eats noodles quietly.

Half an hour later, everyone started on the road again, and the journey was unimpeded. They arrived at the gate of Zhao's house around nine o'clock in the evening.

The Zhao family is as grand as expected, the house occupies a very large area, on the ground in front of the red lacquered door, there is a copper basin, paper money is being burned in the basin, flying with ashes of sparks, a bit like fireflies in the summer night.

Standing outside, everyone could see the white soul banner hanging high inside Zhao's house. The soul banner swayed slowly in the night wind. At first glance, it looked like a footless female ghost in white.

The door was closed tightly, and Taoist Xuancheng was about to go up and knock on the door, but the door opened from the inside. When the gatekeeper saw them, he was about to smile comfortably, but when he remembered that the master had just died, he immediately restrained himself and walked up to the Taoist priest. : "The news came that the elder was here, and the younger one was about to lead people out to meet the Taoist priest and help him carry the coffin. Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest would arrive. I feel ashamed."

As the employment was about to be completed, Taoist Xuancheng's pressure suddenly eased, and his tone was relaxed: "No problem, fortunately we caught up and didn't waste the employer's time."

"Yes," the concierge thought deeply, and sighed with a wry smile, "My young mistress has been waiting day and night, if the Taoist priest doesn't come again, she's afraid she will ask someone to look for you. , she was already... sad, and the Taoist priest was late, she was even more anxious, she hadn't closed her eyes for a few days, her face was haggard, I saw it in my eyes, I was anxious in my heart, but I didn't dare Advice in a word..."

Yan Jing clicked his tongue secretly: "It seems that Mrs. Zhao is very popular, even the concierge cares about her so much..."

The concierge had good ears, heard Yan Jing's words, looked at him, and sighed: "Little Taoist, you don't know, my young mistress is really a bodhisattva, and she can't even bear to trample an ant to death. There are thousands if not tens of thousands of poor people. A few days ago, some children went missing in the town for some reason. She heard about it and couldn’t eat for a few days. Later, she simply went to the Buddhist hall to eat vegetarian food and chant scriptures to pray for those children... Sigh .”

Xie Chi raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, is he really kind or is it a fool?

The more the porter talked, the more gloomy his expression became, and he said with a wry smile: "God, why didn't you accept the villain, but instead took our young master, the two of them loved each other so much before, but now... well, young mistress is also suffering..."

The concierge spoke with red eyes and a choked throat.

Taoist Xuancheng had no choice but to comfort him.

Yan Jing sighed: "Hearing what he said, Mrs. Zhao is really pitiful. She is kind-hearted and young. She has a good relationship with her husband. Alas, she became a widow in the end..."

Xie Chi's focus was not on this.

The husband is newly mourned, and Mrs. Zhao still has time to move the grave?Doesn't she love her husband very much?What is the origin of this zombie, so that Mrs. Zhao is so nervous?

The concierge asked the servants to carry the coffin in, Xie Chi dawdled deliberately, and fell to the end of the line, grabbed a servant, pointed to the copper-horned golden coffin, and asked, "May I ask, who is your young mistress in this coffin?"

The servant originally looked down on these sloppy little Taoist priests, but when he looked up, he saw that his features were gentle, clean and gentle, so he immediately changed his attitude and said warmly:

"I heard that it was the father of the young mistress who died early. The young mistress had a hard life and was abducted since she was a child. She lived a good life after being bought by our young master. She has been looking for relatives for these years, but she found her father's father two years ago. ... Coffin, alas, all she wants is to reunite with her relatives, but it is already separated forever. Isn't she planning to move her father's grave now? Mianshan is a treasured place of geomantic omen, but how far away is it from us? Huai'ao Town is too far away, it's not enough to relieve our young mistress' pain of missing relatives, our young mistress is the most filial."

Lu Wendao: "As far as my father is concerned, the age is also suitable."

Zombies have been dead for more than 20 years, and they were around 20 when they died. Mrs. Zhao estimated that they were more than 20, which is not too bad.

Yan Jing rubbed his hair, tilted his head and said: "Brother Xie, the vixen and the zombie are a couple, the vixen and the zombie have a little vixen son, and the zombie is the biological father of Mrs. Zhao, this, this..."

Yan Jing was also shocked: "Isn't that the story of a zombie cheating on a vixen and abandoning his own daughter, Mrs. Zhao? It doesn't mean that Mrs. Zhao was also born to a vixen, and Mrs. Zhao is actually a vixen? What a mess..."

Xie Chi remained silent, and only after the servant was called away did he pat Yan Jing's head: "You believe anything other people say."

Yan Jing stared, raised his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

Lu Wen also cast a puzzled look.

Xie Chi held his hand with one hand, and said quietly: "The title of the film is "Zombie Lover". If a vixen is a mistress, would he use the word 'lover' to describe it? This is a question mark. After all, zombie films are relatively traditional. I don’t know how to praise Xiaosan; as for your second assumption, when I see Mrs. Zhao later, I’ll come out after taking a gossip to see if she’s a human or a demon. I’m [-]% sure it’s not.”

Xie Chi chuckled: "I'm more inclined, this zombie has nothing to do with the Zhao family."

Yan Jing and Lu Wen couldn't believe it.

"why?!"

Xie Chi smiled: "Ms. Zhao has been separated from her family since she was a child. The subtext is——no one knows who her real parents are, right? She wants to recognize who she wants to recognize. Mrs. Zhao has been looking for relatives for these years. It's not the kiss, but... where's the corpse?"

Xie Chi said: "On the surface, we are looking for living people, but what we are actually looking for is... corpses that show signs of corpse transformation. In the name of searching for relatives, we are looking for suitable corpses."

Yan Jing was taken aback when he heard that.

Xie Chi said: "Let me first assume that the zombie is really Mrs. Zhao's biological father. Then the problem comes. The servant said that Mrs. Zhao found her father's coffin two years ago. With her bodhisattva heart, she will have the heart to let her Did father stay in the distant Mianshan for two full years before he made up his mind to move the grave? There is a bit of a contradiction in this."

"Why did we have to wait for two years?" Xie Chi's smile widened, "I have a reasonable explanation - to plant trees."

Yan Jing's eyes widened suddenly.

Xie Chi said: "Daoist Lianxi said that when he came to Mianshan two or three years ago, he hadn't seen the feng shui-destroyed forest, but suddenly there was one, who planted it, and why? Hmm?"

His ending sound rose slightly, which was a bit intriguing.

Yan Jing followed Xie Chi's train of thought and thought for a while, his scalp felt numb. Could it be that Mrs. Zhao asked someone to plant that ghost forest?

Lu Wen also looked solemn.

Xie Chi continued: "Another way of thinking, the zombie is not her own father, and has nothing to do with Mrs. Zhao, so everything makes sense."

"Assuming that Mrs. Zhao wants a powerful corpse with signs of corpse transformation, then I think it may be more difficult to find a more suitable one than the current one. This corpse has the excellent feng shui of three cases and three qi, and Buried in Mianshan where the spiritual power is abundant, returning the father and son together in the same coffin, he himself has a lot of resentment, it can be said that the time and place are right for people to gather together, not to mention, Mrs. Zhao even made people destroy Feng Shui."

"She stood still for two years, waiting for a corpse that showed signs of transformation, absorbed a huge amount of Yin energy, and completely turned into a zombie."

"What she wants in the end is a powerful zombie."

"Damn it!!" Yan Jing couldn't help but yelled, "Hurry up to recognize my father!!"

Lu Wen also complexion suddenly darkened.

Xie Chi tried hard to tighten the corners of his mouth: "Is the logic very strict?"

Yan Jing was hairy all over, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "The truth is too scary!"

Xie Chi couldn't hold it back, and chuckled: "Don't be nervous, the above is all my nonsense."

Yan Jing and Lu Wen: "..."

[Hahahaha is the truth?No, I was bullshitting]

[Haha, I was thinking just now, they haven’t even entered the door yet, they are indeed giants in words but dwarfs in action]

[I was wrong before, this guess, don’t you think it’s a bit unassailable, the big brother denied that he was teasing the little blind man]

[Hey, the logic is quite strict after thinking about it]

[Then let's bet how much the boss guessed right?Might be a surprise. ]

[Is this film in the second half, it feels like the truth is very close]

Cannon fodder came to call them, and the three hurriedly followed and entered the mansion.

Xie Chi was absent-minded, chatting with Xie Xinglan in his mind:

"Brother, Mrs. Zhao is really good and hypocritical, and it's easy to expose her."

"Huh?" Xie Xinglan's voice was lazy.

Xie Chi endured a smile, and said solemnly: "After all, in terms of hypocrisy, no one can compare to me."

Xie Xinglan coughed: "...Little liar."

Xiaochi is proficient in deception, and he is still self-taught. He deceives people, ghosts and zombies. As long as there are species that can communicate, they can be deceived and used by him.

Xie Chi said obediently: "Everything I said to you is true."

Xie Xinglan was obviously pleased, his laughter was low and sweet: "Really? Anytime?"

"Well, any time." Xie Chi was a little eager to express, as if he was letting you torture him.

Xie Xinglan laughed, satisfying him: "Then answer me, do you like me?"

Xie Chi's face froze suddenly: "..."

Xie Xinglan jokingly urged: "Remember to tell the truth."

Xie Chi turned his face away: "...No."

Xie Xinglan smiled.Xie Chi is very good at speaking shamelessly, it's really funny that he is talking serious, but he is too ashamed to speak.

"Brother Xie, we're here." Seeing his distraction, Yan Jing reminded him in a low voice.

Xie Chi came back to his senses, the concierge led them to the place where the coffin was placed, took out a money bag from his cuff and stuffed it into Taoist Xuancheng: "It's been hard work, this is the reward."

Daoist Xuan Cheng weighed it, shocked and flustered: "I can't do it, it's not that much! I can't take it, it's too unkind..."

Just as he was about to open the purse to pay back the excess, the concierge pushed it back: "Young Mistress said you should do this, but she was afraid that you would not accept it, so she only gave some more, please trouble the Taoist priest."

Taoist Xuancheng had no choice but to accept it: "Young Mistress is truly a bodhisattva."

The concierge said: "It's getting late now. The young lady said, you must be tired after traveling day and night. She should have done her best to keep you overnight and leave tomorrow morning, but she is so busy these days that she has no time Taking care of you, and fearing that the servants will neglect you, I specially arranged a comfortable place for you outside the mansion, so that the shop owner can entertain you on your behalf, and I will take you there right away."

Xuan Cheng said in a long way: "Young Mistress is so thoughtful, I am ashamed of it."

The concierge was about to order everyone to leave, Xie Chi asked suddenly: "When we arrive at the mansion, shouldn't we pay homage to the young master of the order, and pay respects to him?"

Taoist Xuancheng slapped his head: "Yes! I'm so old-fashioned! I even forgot the etiquette, thank you for reminding me!"

Taoist Xuancheng had a slightly embarrassed expression: "Shall I take my disciples to worship?"

Everyone looked at the doorman.

The porter's eyes dodged, and he apologized in the blink of an eye and said with a smile: "No, don't bother the Taoist priest. The young mistress has already said that it is in the middle of the night, and etiquette is not important. It is the business for all Taoist priests to rest well. When you are satisfied, she will Will remember."

Although Daoist Xuancheng felt uneasy, he didn't force it anymore. After all, Mrs. Zhao has already talked about this point, and if he is persistent, it will be a little embarrassing for others.

Xie Chi had a panoramic view of the concierge's expression, and raised his eyebrows slightly.Why don't you let me see you?Is Mrs. Zhao shady, or something else shady?

interesting.

Xie Chi was thinking about how to meet Mrs. Zhao to find out, but everyone's mobile phones rang——

[The progress of the plot has been updated. The actors followed the concierge to the Ladies Building to rest. This plot must be executed. ]

Xie Chi was helpless, since the app had spoken, his plan could only be temporarily put aside.

It's just that this lady building...

On the side, Lu Wen took the opportunity to ask the concierge: "Why is it called the Ladies Building?"

The concierge had a mysterious expression: "That's a good place. You'll know it when you arrive. I'll say it first, and you'll lose a lot of fun and novelty. My young mistress carefully prepared it, and you won't be disappointed."

A group of people followed the concierge out of the mansion and headed for the lady's building in the dark.

Xie Chi looked back at the quiet Zhao family.

……

At the same time, in the bedroom of the young mistress of the Zhao family.

Candles were flickering, and in the richly decorated interior, a man was lying on a mahogany chaise longue.

The man tilted his head inward, closed his eyes tightly, his face was indistinct, his cheeks were sunken, his cheekbones were high, his complexion was yellowish, and he was skinny, with a large brocade jacket hanging empty on his bony body, funny and creepy.

Compared to the ugly and thin man, the woman sitting across from him was fair and gentle. She was wearing a beautiful light blue dress, with a graceful figure.

She has obviously lost a lot of weight, and she is still a beauty, but there is a beast-like madness in her eyes, which are frighteningly bright.

"Msister, tomorrow is your seventh day. This shell will be completely useless tomorrow. This is what you have been with me in this way... It's the last night." The woman choked up and held the man's hand.

The man's hands were cold and covered with a thick layer of wax, smooth and greasy to the touch.

In such a hot day, this wax is used for embalming.

The woman straightened the man's slightly messy hair and straightened his clothes before she smiled with satisfaction: "On the first seven days of tomorrow, your soul will come back to see me. It's been seven days and you've already left It's been seven days since I got married, and I've been by your side every day, seven days is too hard."

"Actually, as long as it's your soul, whether it's a human shell or a zombie shell, it doesn't make any difference to me. What I love is your person, and it has nothing to do with the body. It's just that I'm used to seeing you like this. It’s somewhat reluctant to adapt to other appearances.”

The woman glanced over the man's sparse eyebrows, her nose turned sore: "Look, you died so contentedly, without any signs of corpse change, you are so kind, and you don't want to harm others after you die, but God is so unfair, why are those bad guys so innocent? You can live a hundred years, but you have to... have to endure the torture of tuberculosis?"

Resentment flashed across the woman's eyes, she wiped away her tears, and tried to make a smile: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm afraid your heart will hurt, don't cry, I know you used to suffer every day, and you cough behind my back every day Blood, I know, I know it all, I just won’t say it, you hate being sick and weak, just wait a few days, you don’t have to stay in this body anymore.”

"I chose that body for you for two full years, and I couldn't find a stronger and more suitable one. You won't have to suffer from illness in the future, and you can stay with me forever, and you can even...you can... ..."

A blush flashed across the woman's face: "You can do things that you couldn't do before."

"When you were alive, you always said that I must remarry after you died. At that time, I smiled and agreed, but what I thought in my heart was, anyway, you will die when the time comes, and you can't control me anymore, so I don't want to remarry. Life or death, I am with you."

The woman snuggled into the man's arms quietly for a while, unable to feel the familiar beating of the man's heart, her eyes gradually became hollow: "You always say that you are not good enough for me, but you saved my rotten life. You gave it to me, you taught me to read and write, combed my thrush hair, pampered me with the stars and the moon, no one in this world treats me better than you, I won’t go anywhere, I just rely on you at your side."

Tears lingered in the woman's bright eyes, and she closed her eyes in pain: "You used to say that I was kind, and I thought so at first, but I realized later that if you fall in love with someone, how can you bear him to die? To bear him suffering, to go to the established The ending? The deeper the love, the more ruthless the heart will be. Only by leaving no room for others can you leave room for yourself.”

"You'll forgive me, won't you?"

The woman was gradually stunned, her expression was a bit ferocious: "It doesn't matter if you don't forgive me, as long as you live, as long as you live, I will definitely succeed, I will definitely..."