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"Fatty, it's going to dawn, where exactly is the corpse inn you said?"

Su Xun asked Mei Wenhua next to him.

In Xiangxi, there is a corpse inn built specifically for corpse chasers in the wild.

The body can be rushed in to rest before dawn, and then continue on the road after dark.

He didn't have the ability to find the location of the corpse chasing inn, so he could only rely on Mei Wenhua, the second generation of chasing corpses.

"Almost, my father marked the location of each inn on this map before his death."

Mei Wenhua didn't hit the gong anymore. He held a self-made map with a sense of age and a corner of the mouse gnawed away.

"Let's cover the corpse first, and then there will be a lot of people walking forward. It is inevitable that some people will walk at night and it will scare people."

Seeing where Mei Wenhua was looking at the map, Su Xun temporarily set aside the soul flag and copper bell in his hand, took out the black cloak prepared in advance from his bag and put on each corpse.

In this way, no one can see the true colors of these corpses. Although it is a bit oozing, it is better than scary.

"It's ahead, let's go, otherwise it's dawn, and the body will not be well exposed to the sun."

Mei Wenhua finally determined the location on the map, don't ask how he determined it, he relied on the combination of the mobile phone Gaode map and the map left by his father to complete the accurate positioning of the corpse inn.

Sure enough, technology is the primary productive force.

"Let's go, get on the road~"

"Dingling~dingling~dingling~"

"The yin person goes on the road, the yang person avoids, if there is a collision, a hundred disasters will be born."

"Dang~"

Bells and gongs rang again in the deep forest, lingering for a long time.

According to the map, they walked out of the mountain and came to a trail.

Sure enough, I saw an old-fashioned building with red lanterns from a distance.

The building is quite late in the Qing Dynasty, and there are two statues with teeth and claws standing at the door, which look hideous, capable of suppressing people and even ghosts.

"I'll just say that I didn't go wrong."

A triumphant smile appeared on the fat man's face, and the strength to knock the gong was a little bit stronger.

At this time, the inn was crowded with people, Jiang Chen and other actors were among them.

They walked to the main road and were in a hurry to flee, so naturally they were faster than Su Xun driving a group of corpses and arrived at the inn a few minutes ago.

They passed by this inn when they were going up the mountain to take pictures. It was daytime, and it seemed quite pleasing to the eye, not as permeating as the lantern was lit at night.

But despite the infiltration, a group of people decided to stay here for one night. Anyway, they can at least be sure that the boss here is a living person, and feel a little more secure.

In addition to Jiang Chen and the other actors, there are four tourists in the store, two men and two women. At first glance, two couples meet for a holiday.

The two young lovers stared at Jiang Chen and talked in a low voice, obviously recognizing him, who made him angry.

"Hello, you are... Jiang Chen, can you take a photo with us?"

The two girls got up and walked in front of Jiang Chen, and said somewhat cautiously.

"can."

There was a reluctant smile on Jiang Chen's face. After all, he was exhausted and too tired, but he still didn't want to destroy his idol personality.

What makes him smarter than Wang Tingfeng is that he knows what he should do, what he can do, and what he cannot do.

As a traffic star, he relies on fans to eat, so he naturally wants to maintain his personal settings.

The two girls cheered and took a few photos with him, and then they asked: "I read the news on the Internet. You are filming here. Did you just finish the filming?"

Because seeing this group of people sweating profusely and looking embarrassed, I thought they were tired from filming.

"You haven't read my Weibo?" Jiang Chen frowned.

The two girls looked at each other, then shook their heads in a daze.

Jiang Chen looked weird and kindly reminded him: "Then it's better not to watch it tonight."

"Dingling~dingling~dingling~"

"The yin person goes on the road, the yang person avoids, if there is a collision, a hundred disasters will be born."

"Dang~"

At this moment, with a burst of shouts, the crisp bells and gongs were heard in everyone's ears.

Jiang Chen's face changed drastically in an instant, and his whole body trembled. Damn, why did they come here.

The middle-aged boss, who was bowing his head on the counter, suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

For many years, this inn that only accepts dead people and cadavers has now become a homestay for living people.

Has the profession that disappeared for a hundred years, the corpse carpenter, finally reappeared?

"What's the sound outside?"

The two couples looked out the window curiously.

In their sight, only two people were seen walking in front of them, one holding the flag ringing the bell, the other knocking the gong, and ten "persons" in cloaks who couldn't see clearly behind them jumped step by step.

After seeing the dresses of Su Xun and others, the other group actors thought of the clips in Jiang Chen's video, and they trembled.

Although it can be seen from the video that these corpses are controlled by the two leaders, they are still scared.

"Boss, who are they?" A cute girl among the two couples asked curiously.

"people?"

The middle-aged boss raised his mouth with a weird smile: "They are not human."

"It's not a person, can it be a ghost?" A young man with yellow hair thought he was humorous and joked.

He is just the boyfriend of that cute girl who just questioned.

The middle-aged boss's face sank, and he said coldly: "Young people, you must know that there are gods three feet above your head. In the daytime, people do not talk about people behind, and people do not talk about ghosts at night. Since some common sayings are passed down from the ancestors, they naturally have them Reason."

"It's all right, I'll leave it alone, then who are they?" Huang Mao was stunned, feeling a little unhappy.

The boss uttered three words faintly: "Carry the corpsesmith."

"What, the corpse smith?"

Both couples were amused when they heard this.

"I said, boss, what age is this, you still believe this?"

"That's right, boss, you are too biased, you should go to the outside world to have a look when you have time. These feudal superstitions have long been eliminated."

"Carry the corpsesmith, the blacksmith is almost the same."

Two couples teased the boss every word and I didn’t take it seriously, but thought the boss was superstitious.

The corpses were all approached by science programs and were popularized by science, it was just a way of hiding their eyes.

They are young people in the new era. How can they believe this?

"Believe it or not, don't leave this door, lest you run into the dead."

The boss didn't bother to explain to this group of young people who thought they knew everything after reading for a few years, and left a word to welcome the guests.

For so many years, he abruptly opened the corpse inn into a guest house for tourists, and now there is finally a host coming, he is a little excited.

When he came to the door, he yelled at Su Xun from a distance: "Dare to ask the master who is passing by."

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