Fake Corpse

When they returned to the north of the city, it was still early, and the sky was only slightly turning white. The door of the pawnshop was locked. The two returned to Bai Wuyan's room next to the warehouse in the backyard through the back door. Bai Wuyan put the "Magnificent and Unique" plaque on it.

I took it to the warehouse, left a note and went back to rest.

Although the boy was cleaning the warehouse early in the morning and found Brother Bai back, he saw that the two were sleeping soundly so he didn't disturb them. It was noon when they woke up from a peaceful sleep, and it happened that the boy knocked on the door at this time to remind them that lunch was ready.

Bai Wuyan asked: "I don't know if you have seen the note I left in the warehouse. Please ask your shopkeeper to find a way to make an exact replica. Go to Prince Teng's Pavilion at night and hang it in its original place. Explain to the outside world that it was scrubbed and repaired.

So as not to cause unnecessary trouble later."

The pawnshop that Zhang Tianshi introduced to him was actually quite good. Not only was it located in the north of the city, it was clean and convenient, but it also had a large warehouse, which was perfect for storing those soul items that still had souls that were still indestructible and indestructible.

In this way, it can ensure that the soul objects are not used by those who are interested in causing any trouble. Secondly, it can also be used by the destined people in the future to find the soul objects when they need them. If you happen to meet someone who can meet the needs, go back to the past.

If he needs the remaining memories in the soul object, he might be able to sell it for a good price. However, when the soul object is returned to the warehouse, there will often be some troubles, which requires the shopkeeper to find a way to invite the forces behind him to take action.

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The young man replied: "Don't worry, brother Xiaobai, I saw the note you left early in the morning and went to tell the shopkeeper. They just sent news a few days ago that there have been a lot of big things recently, and they want to bet on each handicap

The people in charge have gathered together to discuss, and the shopkeeper has gone to find them now."

What the young man calls them is the actual controller and owner of this dead place, the force behind the shopkeeper, a mysterious organization. Bai Wuyan doesn't know when this organization started, but he just listened to the shopkeeper,

The organization has mastered most of the intelligence and information in the world, and has contacts in the dark and in various places. The organization has always shown favor to itself through the shopkeeper, which has brought a lot of convenience to the world, and it does not want to care about many others.

Thinking of this in his mind, Bai Wuyan said: "In that case, I won't care. The shopkeeper is not here. Come back and help me say goodbye to him. Jade's matter is not simple. I will take this little Taoist priest with me tomorrow morning."

Go to Wutai Mountain. In addition, the Taoist priest doesn’t want his money anymore. I will try to bring back the jade. As for when I will come back, I don’t know yet. If anyone comes looking for me, let them wait in line. We have a destiny.

We'll meet. By the way, let me lend you the old horse in the backyard. If you can't walk on the long path, you can ride it, and you can usually carry your luggage."

The boy was used to Bai Wuyan's appearance, so he just agreed. Bai Wuyan and Jiang Qianfeng had lunch and went out to buy some necessary supplies. The two came back and went to bed early. They were just drowsy the next morning.

They set off when it was dim, and the two of them rode northward without talking.

At noon, the weather became hotter and hotter, maybe it was the autumn tiger. So the two of them went to the Ganshui River to drink horses, wash their faces, and take a rest.

Originally, Bai Wuyan wanted to take the official road, which would be faster, but Jiang Qianfeng heard the story of the wandering soul and the river god's sworn relationship, and wanted to see what the heroic and loyal river god brother the wandering soul said looked like, so he clamored to take the road.

He went north along the Gan River to look for the river god. Bai Wuyan couldn't resist him, and he thought that walking along the river would make it easier to drink from the horses and it wouldn't be too hot, so he changed his mind and reluctantly agreed.

Just as they were about to set off on the road again, they suddenly heard lively playing and playing in the locust tree forest ahead, mixed with faint bursts of sad crying.

Jiang Qianfeng heard this and asked curiously: "Master Bai, what's going on up front? Although it feels so lively, why are there still people crying?"

"That's the funeral procession. It's moving slowly. We'd better speed up and get around them." After saying that, Bai Wuyan pulled the reins of the old horse hard, and the tawny body that had just eaten and drank trembled.

After a moment, it reluctantly followed the jade-faced young man in front of it and sped up."

The two men were marching on horseback and were about to reach a big three-way intersection ahead. Not only did the sound of playing and beating disappear, but even the crying turned into screams. Then they saw a large group of people and horses.

Like deserters from a defeated army on the battlefield, they discarded their helmets and armor and rushed toward them from the left intersection as if fleeing for their lives. The person running at the front was actually a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks dressed in Taoist robes. He was probably here to perform rituals for this family.

, I don’t know what happened, but he was in such a mess that his hat even ran away. As he ran, he shouted to Bai Wuyan and the others: "Don't come here, run away!"

"What happened in front?" Bai Wuyan was confused.

"It's a corpse fraud! It's a corpse fraud! If I had known something was going to happen to this strange joint burial, I shouldn't have collected the money." The fake Taoist priest screamed and complained, and ran past Bai Wuyan and the others without even looking up.

He slipped back.

The other people running behind were afraid that they would be buried with them, so they ran after each other in the direction where the fake Taoist priest disappeared, and after a while they disappeared.

When Jiang Qianfeng saw this, he didn't run with the crowd. He didn't run not because others were brats, had ideas and weren't afraid, but because Bai Wuyan didn't move or speak.

Bai Wuyan didn't move because he felt something was wrong. How could something like corpse fraud happen in a funeral procession in broad daylight? It was really unheard of and unseen. Generally speaking, even the most ferocious ghosts would not be so unscrupulous.

Well, after all, there are so many people beating gongs and drums, and they bring with them many things that their souls have scruples about.

After figuring out these joints, Bai Wuyan had some confidence. He looked back at Jiang Qianfeng who was motionless. The little face in the Taoist robe actually showed some nervousness, like a porcelain doll frozen in place.

Bai Wuyan thought to himself that this kid was very annoyed along the way. He just walked for a long time. When he had time to tease him, he joked: "Little Taoist Qianfeng, this kind of thing is your strength, how about you take care of him?"

Shall I go take a look? I’ve never seen such a scene before, aren’t you scared?”

Jiang Qianfeng reacted as if he had been struck by lightning. He suddenly spoke and responded with a stutter: "Okay, okay, I'll take you, and you can go with me."

This phoenix gallbladder really has great magical powers, Bai Wuyan thought to himself. Before, he felt that this boy was following him to Prince Teng's Pavilion in the middle of the night to listen to the stories told by the wandering spirits. It didn't even seem like he was afraid. Now looking at his mood, he is getting better.

It became apparent.

It was a real rush. Jiang Qianfeng was forced in front of Bai Wuyan. He was about to move to the place where the funeral procession had just been in chaos. He saw that there was no one there. There were gongs and drums and suonas all over the ground. Linen and white clothes were thrown in.

The nanmu coffin on the ground made a strange thumping sound, and the unsealed coffin lid seemed to be unable to hold the contents inside, and it was shaking up and down.

"Priest Qianfeng, would you like to help that thing with me, open the cover, and let it out for some air?" In the strange atmosphere, Bai Wuyan's tone seemed quite funny.
Chapter completed!