Returning home from that weird wooden house, Mr. Liu felt extremely uncomfortable all the way. One was from the discomfort in his heart, and the other was from the discomfort he felt.

Liu Erye thought he could easily explain the discomfort he felt. It was caused by being too close to the so-called living corpse and being contaminated with too much yin energy. As for the faint, weird feeling of being watched, Liu Erye thought that it was caused by being too close to the so-called living corpse.

The second master deliberately ignored it.

And the discomfort in my heart is about the helplessness about this matter. I know how dangerous it is to guard the 'living corpse', but I have to let a dozen men in fine clothes guard it. In order to maintain the superficial peace, I have to hide it from them.

The truth is that these people may have been labeled as 'victims', but Mr. Liu loved to read historical records when he was a child.

Well, I especially like to read unofficial history, and understand that there are countless such things in history. It is just a multiple-choice question. If you want to choose the big one, sometimes you have to sacrifice the small one. Compared with the dozen or so people, whether it is the Timber Transportation Department

The tranquility of the people in the town is extremely important. If it goes to the country, the rumors will spread, and no one will have an easy life in the future.

"This weather." Thinking of this, Mr. Liu's heart became heavier and heavier. In the heavy snow, his steps turned in a strange circle, and instead of walking towards home, he headed towards the timber dispatching office again.

Go.

He went straight to the workers' dormitory, asked where Niu Dazhuang lived, and knocked on his door.

As soon as Niu Dazhuang opened the door, Liu Erye's eyes were still darkened. However, after two or three hours, the yin energy on Niu Dazhuang's forehead became thicker and thicker, as if there were dark clouds covering his head. His face was pale, and his whole body looked pale.

It actually has an 'annoying' feeling when I look up.

Of course, Niu Dazhuang himself is not annoying, but because of the evil spirit, people's instinct will be to avoid this person subconsciously and hate him for no reason! Do you think that the underground profession really has no impact? Just like tomb robbers can walk in the world with glory.

Is it? Impossible. They have a lot of Yin energy in their bodies, which means they are destined to be unpopular. People don't like to get close to them, so they just rely on instinct.

But Niu Dazhuang was lying on his back.

"Come in." Niu Dazhuang was naturally respectful and attentive to the people the leader valued. He quickly stepped aside to let Mr. Liu into the room. There were two other people in the room. Mr. Liu just glanced at it and felt that it was not good.

, I guess he was also 'implicated'.

"I'm not coming in anymore. I still want to ask you something. Shall we go out and talk?" Mr. Liu coughed twice, looking harmless and inviting Niu Dazhuang.

Niu Dazhuang hesitated for a moment, but finally put on a thick military coat and went out with Mr. Liu, walking on the snow outside the workers' dormitory. Niu Dazhuang was shivering along the way. He was so strong and dressed worse than Liu.

Second Master Liu Erye sighed in his heart and said: "If you believe me, go to the countryside quickly to find something to take a bath with. The formula is calamus and mugwort."

Mr. Liu mentioned the name of Dachuer. Niu Dazhuang looked at Mr. Liu doubtfully and said, "I know what you are saying. Isn't this something for bathing during the Dragon Boat Festival?"

"Dragon Boat Festival? Do you know? The real Dragon Boat Festival is a poisonous day, an evil day, so there is this custom of warding off disasters. Where do you think this recipe comes from? This recipe was passed down by Taoist masters at that time.

The most beneficial thing for people is to expel yin and poison. You must soak it twice every seven days for seven consecutive days.

Seventy-nine days. I don’t want to ask you more. I’m sure you can feel a lot of things that are wrong. If you don’t believe me, you can roll up your trouser legs and take a look.” After saying that, Mr. Liu stopped talking to me.

Niu Dazhuang was chatty, but strode away in the direction of home without looking back.

In the heavy snow, Niu Dazhuang shuddered. He actually knew that Mr. Liu was right. There was a black mark on his leg inexplicably where he was hooked that night. However, some things cannot be done.

Even a rough guy like Niu Dazhuang knows this. He was moved in his heart and knew that Mr. Liu had taken a risk.

"It's best not to stay in the factory during these days, just stay in the countryside. Stay far away and the black marks on your body will slowly fade away." Liu Erye was worried and added one more thing.

Niu Dazhuang was so grateful that he didn't know what to say. If he knelt down and kowtowed, it would be too public near the workers' dormitory. He could only look at Mr. Liu's back and say "Master" in his heart.

Naturally, in the eyes of a true Taoist, Liu Erye's judgment on many things in the whole matter was wrong. However, he had the conscience and bottom line of a true Taoist. He did not let Niu Dazhuang die.

Instead, he took a certain risk to remind Niu Dazhuang that this is a kind of spirit.

Niu Dazhuang was reminded, or maybe a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, that he actually set out and left the workers' dormitory of the Timber Transportation Department that afternoon, and he could be considered to have escaped with his life.

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Standing in front of his home, Mr. Liu was not in a hurry to enter. Instead, he looked at the door and pondered for a long time before calling out his wife and son. He must have asked them to prepare a brazier and place it in front of the door. He stepped over the brazier.

Only then was he willing to come in.

The old woman complained that this was unlucky, but when she thought about comparing herself to the old man in her own family, what could she know, so she shut up again.

I wanted to ask Mr. Liu in detail, but he was very busy as soon as he came back, and was messing around in his small room full of strange things, so the old woman didn't have the chance to ask, but what about that small room?

, what he put there were some items he needed when he used to help people with red and white matters.

In the evening, Mr. Liu also took a bath to remove the filth. Apart from this, he had no other options. He didn't even have the ability to write Zhang Fulu, but thinking that he had never entered the room to take a look at the corpse, he felt that

After doing this, I felt at ease.

At night, the old woman naturally couldn't help but ask Mr. Liu. He just told her that she went to a friend in the country for a drink today and passed a mass grave. She felt uncomfortable, so she came back to do something about it.

The old woman groggily cursed superstition and turned over to sleep. She had not imagined that something big had happened at the timber transportation department.

At the same time, ten strong men gathered outside the broken house where the corpse was placed, lit a raging fire, and began to guard the door.

At night, the snow did not stop, so these men had no choice but to build a temporary and simple tent and hide under it.

In fact, any place that has been snowing for a long time should know that it is not too cold when it snows. Generally, it is really cold when the snow melts, but today it is so weird. It is just a snowy day, and these guys are so cold.

His teeth were chattering and he had goosebumps on his back for no apparent reason.

"I think I'm wearing enough clothes, but why is it so cold? I don't feel warm even when I'm close to the fire, but it's crazy." One of the men couldn't help but sigh.

"Shh, don't say bad words here. You know how many things have been stored in this shabby house, right?" Another man next to him pushed the man dissatisfied. The reason was because

The man told an evil story. In such a cold night, in such a penetrating place, people's nerves are extremely sensitive.

"Bah, what kind of feudal superstition are you doing? How can there be so many taboos? Isn't it just a corpse? The leaders have said that it only has scientific research value. Let us guard it and don't let the spies target you. You are still men.

, why are you so cowardly?" Wei Dahan listened to the conversation between the two and couldn't help but curse.

Wei Dahan is considered a confidant of the leader, and is also the leader of the workers at this vigil. Many workers privately discuss that if there is a promotion quota next year, Wei Dahan will inevitably become a cadre, so his daily contact with many workers is much greater.

Most of them fawned over him.

After he yelled like this, naturally no one dared to talk about anything. Instead, they lowered their heads and began to drink low-quality wine to relieve the cold. Whether they believed this rhetoric in their hearts was another matter. I can only say that the leader gave

The conditions were so good, and they were considered a group of workers who were close to the leadership, that they couldn't refuse the offer.

However, the mysterious way in which the leader forbade them from spreading the news made them somewhat believe that maybe there was something fishy about it, and maybe it had scientific research value?

Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Wei Dahan was satisfied and took a big sip of wine. He was also in the office this afternoon and knew the whole thing in more detail, but he was not completely informed. He just knew that the body had to be disposed of.

Don't make any trouble before handling it.

Regarding the leader's actions, Wei Dahan was respectful on the surface, but he was a little disdainful in his heart. He felt that such an evil corpse should have been burned earlier. Such procrastination was too cowardly! Besides, what kind of trouble could he cause?

Wei Dahan is famous for his courage.

There are endless stories about his bold and glorious deeds, such as sleeping with more than a dozen corpses in a morgue for a bet, spending the night in a mass grave, etc. This is not bragging, but

What really happened.

"A bunch of cowards." Wei Han didn't know what he was thinking of and cursed. As for whether he was scolding the leader or the worker, perhaps only he knew.

Outside the shabby house in the middle of the night, there was a rather bleak fire, and the faces of a group of men reflected on it flickered. The windows above the dark shabby house were like a pair of strange eyes, silently watching these ten men.
Chapter completed!