The footsteps of the coffin bearer are getting closer and closer, and the silhouette of the person is getting clearer and clearer.
Gongliang was lying in the room, looking forward through the chicken's field of vision. The man carrying the coffin was extremely tall. According to his visual inspection, he was about two meters tall. Coupled with his majestic body, standing on the short old man's head,
In front of Old Man Gui, he looked like a god holding up the sky.
However, his figure is only average in Dahuang. Even now, Gongliang is already over 1.7 meters tall, and he may be taller than him in the future.
Seeing Lao Sutou, the coffin bearer grinned and said, "Mouse Tou, you are here too!"
The old host felt a burst of black smoke rising from his forehead, and he shouted angrily: "It's a host, not a rat."
What he hates most is seeing this idiot. He is so stupid and arrogant, and even speaks in a rude manner. Those who don't know better think that his surname is Mouse. His celestial demeanor has dropped several notches at once. How will he be able to take on business in the future?
"It's not even a word." The coffin bearer said disdainfully.
The old host was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but then he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.
He knew that this guy was stubborn and a bit stupid, so he couldn't argue with him, otherwise he would be angry to death sooner or later.
The man who carries the coffin is called Yihu, and like Old Sutou, he eats the food of the dead.
The difference is that Lao Sutou's profession is to drive away corpses, while he is to carry coffins as his profession. The business of removing corpses has geographical restrictions. You can't go to places with too much yang energy, and you can't go to ice and snow, so the business of removing corpses is generally limited.
In the southern region, there are fewer northern lands. Firstly, it is too cold in the north, and corpses cannot jump if they are frozen; secondly, the murderous atmosphere in the north is too strong, and if it is accidentally contaminated, zombies will form.
It doesn't matter if you handle it well, but if you don't handle it well and run away, it will be a disaster for everyone.
When the time comes, not only will no money be made by driving the corpses, but they will also cause endless sins, which will really make you cry all over the place.
There are no limits to the coffin-carrying profession.
Because the body is placed in a coffin, it can handle it no matter the ice and snow, or the scorching sun.
It's just that this line of work is purely physical, too tiring, and since you have to carry a coffin for many years, you are prone to contracting corpse poison and your life is short.
Seeing Lihu coming, Old Sutou and Old Gui turned around and walked back to the house. Lihu followed him carrying the huge bronze coffin and placed it next to the door.
There was a loud "bang", the house shook, and the dust on the beams fell "plop" and floated everywhere.
Gongliang used the Xuanlian Holy Light to block out all the dust. Old man Gui had never seen such a method before, and his eyes almost bulged out. Old Sutou and Yuhu were also horrified. They did not expect that Gongliang was so young.
, such a profound skill.
When the dust dispersed, Gongliang did not get up, and continued to sleep in the quilt made of soft animal fur.
However, Mrs. Qiao was awakened by the sound of the huge bronze coffin falling to the ground and ran to the door to take a look.
Old Man Gui hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Don't be afraid, Mrs. Qiao. This old host is an acquaintance of mine. The man is familiar with him and we are all friends. It's okay."
"Um..."
Mrs. Qiao's wife took a look at it, calmed down a little, then turned around and walked back to the house. But the head of the bed was facing the door, and she saw the huge bronze coffin at a glance. No matter how she looked at it, she felt scared. As a last resort, she had to step forward and close the door. But.
Thinking of the giant bronze coffin right outside the door, I felt scared again.
After thinking about it, she rolled up her bed and slept next to the wall. There was a wall blocking her, which made her feel at ease.
The tiger put down the giant bronze coffin, sat next to the fire, took out a large piece of meat from a small bag and ate it in big gulps.
Old Sutou's eyes lit up when he saw it, "Hey, little tiger, I haven't seen you for a while, and you actually use the treasure bag to store things."
The tiger arrogantly patted the treasure bag and said, "Of course, no one looks as poor as you and has nothing."
When the old man heard what he said, he almost hit him to death. He shouldn't have talked to this fool. Isn't this asking for abuse? But he couldn't help but be curious: "Where did you get this treasure bag?"
He had known this idiot for more than a day or two, and he had an old friendship with his master. He knew that it was not easy for him to carry a coffin.
Even if I have money, I use it to buy medicinal materials to expel the dead energy in the body and exercise my body. I am not willing to spend any money to buy luxury things such as treasure bags.
Hearing what he said, Lihu smiled stupidly and said: "There was a monk who was chased by his enemies. In the end, he had no choice but to hide in the coffin and let me carry him back. I am not stupid. If the enemy catches up and kills me,
What should I do? In the end, the man took out the treasure bag and said that as long as I carry him back, he will use it as a reward. I am not stupid, what if he doesn’t give me anything when he goes back? So, I asked him to pay the reward first.
I hid it halfway to prevent him from taking it back.
But that man was nice. After he carried him back, he not only gave me the bag, but also gave me some money. My master said that I am a fool who is lucky, hehehehe..."
The old host didn't expect such a good thing to happen. It's a pity that he couldn't hide the people while exorcising the corpses. Otherwise, he could try it another day.
Later, he was actually asked to find a new way out of the corpse extermination industry and create a new industry.
You must know that not all goods in Daxia can pass through all counties. Some of them are for official sale. If a private person dares to buy and sell on his own, the lighter case will be beheaded, and the worst case will be beheaded.
Lao Sutou saw a business opportunity in this, so he smuggled some away when he was driving away the corpses, but no one noticed. After going back and forth, he did well.
Old Man Gui had been driving for a whole day and was terribly tired. He didn't care about Old Sutou and Lu Hu and went to sleep.
As the fire gradually dwindled, the old host threw some more firewood into the fire. The dry firewood made a crackling sound as it burned under the flames. After the tiger finished eating the meat, he took out a water bag and filled it with water.
Old Sutou looked at the giant bronze coffin behind him and asked: "Who asked you to bring out the things that have been passed down from generation to generation in the door?"
Lihu wiped his mouth and said: "My master said, he said that this time he might have a chance to help the treasure inside to reach a higher level."
"Have you received the invitation too?" The old host frowned slightly.
"Of course." Zihu said proudly.
"This trip to Chenyang is not that simple. On the way here, I have seen several waves of dead bodies heading towards Chenyang. I'm afraid something big will happen there, so be careful."
The old man picked up a branch and stirred the fire. A few sparks rose up from the ashes and were quickly extinguished.
"My master said that a group of ghosts also want to seize the throne of God. They are simply looking for death."
"It's not just ghosts, there are probably people from the sect mixed in with it. Maybe it's not just people from the sect, there may also be official figures from Daxia."
"It doesn't matter what they are doing, we are just going to help. If there is nothing we can do, leave immediately, why should we still fight to the death there? If we lose the treasure, the master will have to beat me to death."
"It's good to know."
At this point, the old host lost interest in talking. He was tired after chasing corpses all night, so he leaned against the wall and fell asleep by the fire.
The same goes for tigers.
For a moment, everything was silent except for the faint sound of burning firewood.