Ichthyosaur

Daoist Yuxuan drank three full cups of water before putting down the tea cup and the big gourd.She looked up at the sun above her head, got up, walked to the edge of the cliff and looked towards the seventh floor.

Long Chi saw that the two large wooden buckets she used to fetch water appeared on the mountain at this moment, and there was still a small half bucket of water in it, covered with lotus leaves. He knew that everyone was not short of water, so he ignored it.She thought it was hot here, so she walked up to Taoist Santu and said, "Master, I'm going back to bury the body." She suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly told the group of people she met in the town and the situation in Bamenfang. After leaving her master, she will go back.

Taoist Priest Yuxuan called her: "Xiao Chizi, wait a moment." She turned her head and called to a Taoist boy who was about thirteen or fourteen years old not far behind her, "Gua Chu", and told him: "You follow the dragon. Let’s go together with Chi, buy some firewood from the villagers, and burn the corpses together.”

Gua Chu responded: "Yes."

Long Chi asked in surprise: "Burn?"

Daoist Yuxuan said, "Yes, it's burned."

Longchi was puzzled, "Why did you burn it?" The burning corpse was particularly smelly.There were so many dead and injured in Bamenzhai this time, and they could be piled up into a mountain of corpses when they were fished ashore. Not to mention whether there is enough firewood to be consumed in the village, the smell is probably unbearable to the whole village.What's more, almost everyone regards what happens after their own death as extremely important. Burning other people's corpses is tantamount to cutting off their next lives and life after life.If she burns the corpses of the people in Bamenzhai, Bamenzhai will come to her to fight for her life, and maybe the villagers who provide firewood will be angered when she is angry.It's not like they haven't done such a thing as massacring a village.

Mr. Yin Yang from the neighboring village said: "Looking at the sun and heat, there is no doubt that there must be a drought on the seventh floor."

Long Chi was even more puzzled, and said, "Hanba doesn't know how to disembark, so what does having Hanba have to do with burning corpses?"

Mr. Yin Yang twirled his beard and said: "The rumor of the seven-story building has been around for a long time, and few people know its origin. However, judging from the yin energy and ghost fog on the boat, it should be a ghost burial boat. The ghost burial boat raises corpses and protects the boat." It's not uncommon, but it's necessary to raise a drought..." When he said this, he looked at Taoist Priest Yuxuan with a smile, as if he wanted to invite Taoist Yuxuan to say something.

Longchi became even more confused, and asked, "What's wrong with raising Hanba?"

Mr. Yin Yang was very emotional: "This seven-story building can raise such powerful ghosts and drought demons at the same time. I don't know why."

Daoist Yuxuan ignored Mr. Yin and Yang, and said to Longchi: "The Seventh Floor can raise drought demons, and it is easy to raise other corpses. This time Bamenzhai robbed the Seventh Floor, both sides will suffer. No matter which side wins, it needs supplies. The corpses are just for them to use. People in Bamenzhai did a lot of evil in their lives, don’t expect them to stop after death, just burn them clean, it’s considered as eliminating harm for the people.”

Longchi asked: "What if Bamenzhai takes revenge and comes to the tidal flat village? I can run and escape, but the villagers can't escape."

Mr. Li Tang touched Longchi with a feather fan, and said in a leisurely drawl: "There is an old saying, take advantage of his illness to kill him."

Longchi looked at her master and called out: "Master?" She listened to her master.

Santu Daoist nodded and gave a soft "hmm" and said, "Go."

Seeing that even his master had spoken, Long Chi could only follow through.

She went down the mountain, called Ergouzi, who was fanning her clothes, and returned to the tidal flat village with Guachu.

Wang Ergou trotted behind Longchi all the way, and said: "Xiaochizi, the place where there are ghosts is very dark and cold. Why is this seven-story building so evil? Not only is it not cold, but it is also hot as hell."

Longchi replied: "Master and the others said that there is a Hanba on the seventh floor."

Wang Ergou followed closely, and asked, "Hanba? Is it the one that caused the drought to be burned? I remember that the Hanba was burned down in Zhao Village in the lower reaches of the year before last."

Longchi said without turning his head, "That's not Hanba."

Wang Ergou said: "Whoever says it's not, it will rain after the burning."

Longchi said: "That's all a coincidence."

Wang Ergou was still very convinced of Longchi. He said: "At that time, the coffin burned by Zhao Yinyang was said to be a drought, and Zhao Yinyang did not object. In addition, it rained after the burning. They all thought it was a real Hanbai." He said puzzledly: "It's not a Hanbai, why did Zhao Yinyang burn it?"

Zhaocun set fire to the drought, and Longchi was busy burying the corpses washed down from the upper reaches. Only Er Gouzi went, and she didn't.Later, her master came back, heard her talk about it, and told her that it was not Hanba, it was just that the corpse had changed because of the lingering grievances of the deceased and the failure to be buried in a good life.

Longchi said: "I met Zhao Yinyang later and asked him. Zhao Yinyang said it was a corpse. The old lady was abused by her children and grandchildren and died of resentment. His son didn't give her a good burial in order to save money. The wasteland happened to be in a low-lying place, and the water from the mountain seeped in and soaked the coffin."

She paused, then continued: "Water gathers yin, coupled with the old lady's lingering grievances, the body remains unmelted, which caused the corpse to change. It is unbelievable that the yin corpse opens its mouth to eat offspring, but where the corpse changes, the feng shui will definitely be destroyed , become a place of evil spirits. Once the old lady's morality is enough, it's time to break the coffin and come out to harm people. She is a wet corpse soaked in water, and her joints can still move flexibly, which is more difficult to deal with than those mummified corpses whose limbs cannot be bent many."

Wang Ergou nodded suddenly and said, "I see."

Gua Chu pricked up his ears, concentrated his attention, and listened with extra enthusiasm.He lived in a Taoist temple since he was a child. It is a treasured land of geomantic omen. Not to mention the corpse change, he can’t even see a wandering soul. The best place is the tidal flat village.

When the three of them arrived at the tidal flat village, they first went straight to the gourd well. The three of them lay down by the well, reaching out to hold water in the well to drink.

When Gua first arrived at the well, he was still looking for a tool to fetch water. When he saw Longchi and Wang Ergou lying on the side of the well and gulping water, he was so thirsty that his throat was smoking, so he didn't care about it. The hem of the Taoist robe was pinned to the belt, and he bent over to drink water.

It happened that the village chief was passing by. He was old, and the god of age was not very good. From a distance, he saw three people lying on the side of the gourd well, pulling out a firewood stick from a pile of firewood under the eaves of a nearby farmhouse, and yelling He ran straight over and said, "Little bastard, what are you doing! That's Baojing in our village, life-saving baby, you little bastards..." After cursing here, seeing the back of the man who stood up clearly, he scolded even more fiercely : "Er Gouzi, you evil spirit, I..." The person who was lying on the side of the well got up again, it was Longchi.The village chief swallowed back the scolding immediately, his face showed a little embarrassment, and he said, "Little Chizi, why are you messing around with Er Gouzi." He swung his stick and was about to beat Er Gouzi.

Er Gouzi deftly dodges, pulls up Gua Chu who is still drinking water by the well, and blocks the village chief.

Water beads still hung from the corner of Gua Chu's mouth, and the sleeves of his Taoist robe were also soaked.His fair and clean face was flushed with embarrassment, and he said: "Village chief, I...we are too thirsty..." He hurriedly bowed and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

When the village chief saw Gua Chu, his attitude changed drastically, and his amiable face was extraordinarily enthusiastic: "So it's the head of the trail, it's okay, it's okay, just drink."

Longchi said: "Village chief, buy firewood."

The village chief looked at Longchi as if he was curious, and asked, "Are you buying firewood?"

She is the one who has the most firewood in the whole village.I don't know how many logs are washed down from the upper reaches every year. She fishes them up, throws them on the bank, and chops them for firewood after drying.Too many people died on the corpse beach, except for Longchi who practiced Taoism and Wang Ergou, who was reincarnated from an evil ghost, no one in the village dared to pick things from the corpse beach.The logs of the boats washed down by the water piled up into mountains, and no one dared to move them.

When Longchi said he wanted to buy firewood, the village head thought she was joking.

Long Chi had no money, so he stretched out his hand and pointed at the little Taoist Gua Chu, saying, "He will buy it."

Although Gua Chu was a Taoist priest younger than Longchi, he would come every season to deliver five-color rice and clothes to Longchi. Everyone in the village knew him, and there was a signboard of Taiping Temple. Agree, say as much as you want.

Long Chi said to Gua Chu: "You collect firewood at the grain drying field. After collecting it, let Er Gouzi carry it for you. The villagers will sell the firewood to you, and don't care about other things." She said to the village chief: "Village chief, don't ask Gua Chu why he bought firewood." After speaking, he lay down by the well and drank his stomach full of water before heading to Shitanzi.

The village chief knew that there were many taboos in their line of work, so he didn't ask too many questions, and enthusiastically helped Gua Chu buy firewood.

Longchi came to the edge of the corpse beach and looked up into the river. The situation was worse than a flood.Many corpses had already washed up on the corpse beach, along with broken pieces of rotten ship wood.The river is also full of logs and boats. There are too many dead people, and the yin is too heavy. In addition, the river at Shitanzi is not a peaceful area. Now the logs cover the river, and after noon the sun When the air was at its strongest, the wandering corpses at the bottom of the river came out reluctantly.A large piece of rotten boat wood was spinning on the river surface, leaning towards the corpse floating on the river surface. When the rotten boat wood got close to the corpse, the corpse sank all of a sudden, as if being bitten by a big fish from the bottom of the water. Got to the bottom and went down.

Of course, it wasn't the fish that pulled the corpse away, but the swimming corpse under the water.

Long Chi rolled up his sleeves, rolled up his trouser legs, and went to the shore, preparing to pull up the corpse that washed up on the shore first.

She walked to the half-submerged corpse on the farthest bank, and just as she was about to reach out, she was startled by the corpse's dead appearance.

Generally speaking, all the fish she caught in the river were killed by water bandits or fell into the river and drowned. As long as it wasn't for bad luck, it was stuck somewhere upstream and soaked for ten and a half months before being washed down. It won't be hard to see where to go.But the dead body of the water bandit in front of her was really...horrible.

The color of the sauced duck, but the sauced duck is a bit plumper than this one.This person was dark brown, shriveled like firewood and sticks, his face was like a piece of skin wrapped around a skeleton, his eye sockets were sunken, but the eyeballs were still there, but they were dry.Even though he had dried up, he could still see his expression, which was extremely terrified, his facial features were distorted, his mouth stretched all the way to his ears, and his hands and feet were twisted strangely. It was obvious that he died in extreme pain.

Looking at the death form, Longchi knew how he died.The ghosts from the seven-tiered building rushed up and got in through his mouth, eating him until only a piece of skin remained, and finally came out through his seven orifices.Longchi pulled out the sword behind his back, slashed at the corpse lightly, and cut open his stomach and chest together. Its stomach was empty, and all internal organs were gone, only the bones were left to support the skin and the chest. Withered muscles, the inside of the dried-up corpse was covered with sharp tooth marks.

This person died miserably, and the ghosts on the Seventh Floor were also extraordinarily vicious.

Longchi put his sword back into its sheath, leaned over and dragged the corpse to the shore.The corpse was lighter than she had imagined, only about twenty kilograms left, and she moved it with one hand.With both left and right hands, she dragged a corpse to the shore, and arranged them neatly in a row for easy counting.

Shitanzi has corpses all year round, and there are a lot of ghosts and monsters wandering around. If she doesn't count the number well, something will happen if she is not sure.It doesn't matter if there are more or less. She brings one back and drags those things away. That would be annoying.