"Young hero, you have great arm strength!" After a long silence, the fat man suddenly laughed and clapped his hands.
"Friend, thank you for this, otherwise Biaozi and I would have been stuck here today!"
The thin man on the side came over with a smile, stretched out his hand towards me and said: "I don't know each other until I fight. My name is Sun Biao. May I ask my friend his name?"
"Chen Xian." I said, sighed, and sat on the ground.
"What's wrong, Chen Xian? Didn't you behead all this Feizong? Stop sighing, your skills are amazing." The fat man said with a smile. I glanced up at him, looked away, and thought to myself.
"What's wrong? Is it depression? Don't worry, my name is Zhang Xing, just call me Fatty."
"Chen Xian, didn't I tell you that if word spread about your skill just now, the world would explode?"
"Damn it, one man and one shovel cut off that flying zombie's head. You are the first person I have ever seen to be so hung up!"
"Don't bother me, I'm thinking about something," I said.
The two looked at each other, and Sun Biao asked: "What are you thinking about?"
I glanced at him sideways and said coldly: "I was thinking about whether I should drag you two to be buried with me!"
"Buried with him? Chen Xian, are you kidding me? This Feizheng is already dead, and we have no threat anymore, so why should he be buried with him?"
I sneered and said: "Your threat is gone, but my life path has also been cut off by you!"
When he heard what I said, Sun Biao seemed to have remembered something and pulled Zhang Xing aside to whisper.
After a while, Zhang Xing came to me and asked me, carrying the human skin lantern that fell on the ground.
"Chen Xian, what's going on with the life extension you mentioned? Can you tell me about it?"
"Yes, Chen Xian, what you just said, about lying in a coffin to prolong your life, neither of us have ever heard of it! And this human skin lantern, is it also what you use to prolong your life?"
"Yes!" I nodded.
"That's strange." Sun Biao said doubtfully.
"This human skin lantern corpse oil fire has always been used to hurt people's lives. I have never heard of anyone using this thing to save their lives."
"What the hell do you know?" I cursed with a wry smile.
Zhang Xing immediately retorted: "Hey! Don't look down on Biaozi. He is an authentic corpse exterminator in western Hunan. Regarding matters related to coffins and corpses, I have a clear conscience. If he says he has never heard of a method, just specify it!"
As soon as I heard this, I became interested and asked, "Have you heard of this second burial method?"
"Of course!" Sun Biao nodded and explained the second burial to me.
However, the version he told is very different from the ancient southern burial customs that my uncle told me, and it has nothing to do with life extension.
"Look, don't you still understand?" I laughed.
Sun Biao was unhappy: "This is the only explanation for the second burial. It has nothing to do with life extension. I'm not telling you, brother Chen Xian, have you been deceived?"
"My uncle gave me the trick. He has no reason to lie to me." I said.
"Then why haven't I heard of it? Who is your uncle? Did he lie to others?"
"Oh come on, come on, I should have died a long time ago anyway. I am in a good mood today. I will spare your lives and leave quickly. This is the last bit of merit I accumulated before my death."
My words reminded Sun Biao. He frowned, came closer, arched his nose, and smelled me.
"Eh? That's not right, brother Chen Xian, why don't you have the breath of a living person at all?"
"Are you a dead person? That's not right, you are a drought demon!"
"You are Hanba, I am a living dead when I step on a horse!"
I thought to myself, since death is imminent, I can just say whatever I can.
"Living dead? Oh, no wonder!" After the two of them heard that I was a living dead, they didn't seem too surprised.
Then, Sun Biao asked again: "However, brother Chen Xian, if you are a living dead, then there is no need for you to extend your life. I have never heard of a corpse being extended."
"Only the living dead need to survive, otherwise how can they withstand the underworld's arrests?" I was a little annoyed by the quarrel between these two people, so I raised my voice a bit.
When the two of them heard what I said, they seemed even more confused. Zhang Xing asked, "Brother Chen Xian, what does this living dead have to do with the underworld?"
"Why doesn't it matter?" I asked.
Zhang Xing added: "Have you ever heard of the underworld's underworld catching zombies? No, they are only responsible for catching souls. You are a living dead and have no soul. What are they trying to catch you for?"
Zhang Xing's words immediately stopped me. After a long silence, I suddenly realized the truth.
"Yes, the living dead have no souls, so why should the underworld arrest me?"
"Yes! Brother Chen Xian, if you ask me, you must have been deceived!"
"We know the living dead. They live so carefree. Look, the body is stronger than the living. It has no soul and is not controlled by the underworld. It has a longer lifespan. How long can this zombie live? The living dead
How long can you live?"
"Perhaps, the only uncomfortable part is that I have no soul, so I cannot be reincarnated. If I die, I am really dead."
I looked at the two of them excitedly and asked, "Are you sure you didn't lie to me?"
The two of them nodded in unison, and Sun Biao stepped forward, put his arm around my shoulders and said, "Brother Chen Xian, I'm not telling you, you are too out of touch. What do you think about our relationship? We have just experienced life and death.
Yes, we are called life-and-death friends!"
"Are we going to lie to you? Besides, are we going to make money by lying to you? What are we fighting for after all the hard work? Isn't it just for those three melons and two dates? Do you think this is true?"
After the two people talked about it, I completely believed their words, but when I turned around, if they didn't lie to me, then it was Uncle Li and Master who lied to me? It was impossible!
I raised my head, looked at the two of them, and said, "Okay! Since we are all friends of life and death, you can help me find out what is going on."
Then, I told them about the second burial.
After hearing this, the two said in unison: "Fake!"
"The second burial to extend one's life, the disaster at the age of eighteen, are all farts!"
Sun Biao picked up the human skin lantern on the ground again and said to me.
"Brother Chen Xian, as I said just now, this thing is used to harm people, not to extend their lives."
"And this land is a place for raising corpses. That black thing on the ground was a certain princess of the Qing Dynasty!"
"Think about it, the Princess Tomb of the Qing Dynasty has a history of at least a hundred years, right? Fatty and I visited the sites for more than a month before we decided to come down and take a look."
"Tell me, we juniors can see the Feng Shui pattern, but a character as powerful as your uncle can't see it?"
"Brother Chen Xian, let me tell you, your uncle was the one who deceived you about this! He wanted to make money and kill someone!"