Here Lies The Wicked

The corpse collector was a tall man with tendons and flesh.

He was no older than 25 years old.

In the face of the sickly and frail man's words, the only thing he could say was a thick smell of gunpowder, "I thought the liaison had already died and starved to death on the street."

The implication was that even now, when people go to a funeral, they only look for a mortician. Operator had long lost his job and starved to death.

The sickly, frail man did not show any anger on his face and said calmly, "You corpses, not only do the flesh of your bodies stink, but even your mouths stink like meat."

This sentence seemed to have offended some taboo, and immediately provoked the corpse man, only to see the two eyes of the corpse man with a cold light, as if faintly moved the intention of killing.

There was a reason why the ancient people called the corpse man one of the great evil clans... As soon as the corpse collector and Operator were about to break out into conflict, a heartbroken woman cried from outside the village.

A few villagers helped a middle-aged woman back to the village. The middle-aged woman had already cried herself hoarse.

Other villagers rushed to inquire about the situation.

It turned out that this sad and crying middle-aged woman was called lin cuifeng.

Lin cuifeng and her husband had two children. Today, the younger son drove a few goats to the side of dragon head lake to feed the goats. Somehow, one of the lambs fell into dragon head lake by accident. In order to save the lamb, lin cuifeng's younger son fell into the water.

At this time, an adult from the village passed by and quickly went down to the lake to save people, but neither of them went ashore.

A third person immediately went down to the lake to save people, but not only did he not save them, all three of them drowned in the lake.

Today, the dragon head lake was filled with evil doors, and as many people died as they went down, lin cuifeng, who heard her youngest son drown in water, rushed to Dragon head lake with great sorrow. If not for the death of the other villagers, lin cuifeng would have jumped into the lake to save people.

Hearing that Dragon head lake had swallowed three lives in one go, the villagers suddenly talked about the change in the lake color. It was rumored that there was a water ghost in the lake looking for someone to be a scapegoat and wanted to reincarnate.

"The two families suffered a heavy blow." Local Tyrant sighed.

Fang Zheng couldn't bear it either.

"Fang Fang, what do you mean by this corpse man? He suddenly started his business in the village of Dragon head lake, and specifically pointed out that he could go down to dragon head lake to fish for corpses. Did he already know something beforehand?" Local Tyrant lowered his voice and whispered to Fang Zheng.

Whatever A Local Tyrant dong could think of, the other villagers naturally thought of it as well. Immediately, some villagers found the corpse man. The result was that no matter how hard the villagers tried to talk to each other, the person who pulled the corpse opened his mouth to a corpse of ten thousand yuan.

The villagers were so angry that even the family that rented the house to the people who were looking for the bodies had to drive them away. The house was no longer rented. Just as the corpses were attacked by the villagers, the most unexpected person suddenly stood up and took the initiative to rescue the corpses.

It was Operator, the sickly, frail man.

"It's not expensive at all for him to ask for ten thousand dollars. The people I met asked for at least two or three hundred thousand dollars from outside. The people who fished the bodies took the dark path, and he did have the ability to go down the lake to retrieve the bodies."

After a lot of noise, the price of a corpse was still ten thousand yuan.

The man promised to pick up the body at night, because he only had the night... To retrieve the body.

Fang Zheng was surprised.

Dragon head lake at night was weirder and scarier than it was during the day...

"This person can't be a liar or a fool. There's no such thing as picking out a corpse at night. Of course, it's better to pick up a corpse during the day, right, Fang Fang." Local Tyrant couldn't help muttering to Fang Zheng.

"Maybe it's his asking price of ten thousand yuan. There's no ancestral craft. I'm afraid someone will learn it." Fang Zheng answered casually while thinking.

Local Tyrant didn't take it seriously, "It's just that there's not much technology involved in the recovery of corpses. What kind of ancestral craft can there be? Can you say a spell to drown corpses and walk out of the lake on your own?"

Local Tyrant's words reminded Fang Zheng that Operator had mentioned something... The corpses were taken in the dark. Did they rely on the dark side of the night to borrow the dark side from Human Skin Boatman's ferry last night?

The news spread quickly in the village, and every family began to spend their free time after tea and dinner, busy with the spring plowing, discussing the matter. The villagers unanimously decided to follow the past to see if it was true or not at night.

If there was a swindler, he would have thrown him out of the village.

Local Tyrant was curious and suggested to Fang Zheng. At that time, he would follow him to see the fun.

At night, the star of enlightenment is always the first one to appear.

Dragon head lake was especially lively today, and a large number of villagers flocked here to see for themselves why the people who fished the bodies had to stay until night to retrieve the bodies.

Even Fang Zheng and Local Tyrant were here.

The rest of the crew, their eyes filled with wonder and curiosity, also appeared on the lake bank, looking curiously at the dark lake under the night.

In the evening, thick fog rose again in Dragon head lake, covering the entire lake with a strange and mysterious veil, as if it had become another world of fog and silence.

It was like... A dead graveyard.

With the last sunset, the sun had disappeared and the sky had completely darkened. Villagers had already prepared a wooden boat on the shore of the lake. They saw that the people who fished the bodies boarded the boat without saying a word, one by one, gradually blurring the surface of the lake and disappearing into the thick fog.

On the shore, everyone held their breath and waited nervously for the result.

Time passed, twenty minutes, half an hour... The villagers gradually lost their patience. Even lin cuifeng's family and the other relatives of the deceased who drowned in saving lives had given up hope.

"As expected, I met a liar..." Before the villagers could finish their words, suddenly, a dark and blurry shadow appeared in the thick mist on the lake.

It was the corpse man.

He returned safely.

At the same time, there were three white, swollen corpses on board.

As soon as the boat came ashore, the family members of the deceased immediately threw themselves on the body and began to wail, and everyone around them sighed and felt sad.

At this time, the wet body of the body, but directly sat on the wooden boat, said: "In addition to the body, you can also help people cross the lake at night."

Are you planning to stay and wait for business to come?

Fang Zheng was a little surprised and couldn't help but look at the corpse collector differently.

Human Skin Boatman, the ghost last night, needed the help of a spirit lamp to get through Dragon head lake safely.

But the man in front of him, not only did he not need a soul lamp, but he even went into the water himself, daring to retrieve three bodies from the bottom of the lake...

Thinking of this and the equally mysterious Operator in the village, Fang Zheng's eyebrows twitched.

But that's not the point.

The point is, is this a taxi bump?

Is the meituan hungry?

The corpse man snatched the business and took over Human Skin Boatman's territory?

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(It's 2: 00 today, earlier than yesterday, isn't it a surprise, isn't it a surprise, qaq.)

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