Chapter 3: Grave Digging
Night falls.
After the lights were turned off at his uncle's house, Chen Luo changed his clothes and went out for the second time.
It's inconvenient to do things during the day, but night is perfect for digging graves!
Since he awakened the golden finger yesterday, he has never forgotten it. He was busy testing drugs and preparing things during the day, and only started at night.
It was now completely dark, and the neighbors had turned off the lights and gone to sleep. The dogs were all lying down, so it was a good time to go out and do some work. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Luo was going to dig up the people he had buried yesterday and give it a try. There were so many Jianghu people, and if he read every one of them, he might meet one who had a unique martial arts skill in his head!
In order to prevent poisoning, Chen Luo also prepared special equipment.
皮手套和口罩，手里面还有一袋解毒的药丸和几个试毒的虫子。就这几件东西，把他上次和三叔一起埋人的工钱都给花完了。这要是被三叔知道，铁定挨顿揍。
There were no night watchmen in a small place like the county town, and because it was located in the hinterland, the city walls were in tatters. Chen Luo easily found a gap and climbed out.
Relying on his memory, Chen Luo hurried on with his bag on his back.
The surroundings gradually became desolate. Chen Luo lit a lantern and continued deeper along the path.
In the valley at night, insects chirp and birds sing.
The night crow made strange calls from the top of the dead tree, and its scarlet eyes stared at Chen Luo who was walking in the mountains.
"arrive!"
Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
Having followed Uncle San for such a long time, he had some experience. Even on a mountain road at night, he was confident enough to walk. Burying corpses was a dangerous job, so he naturally had his own unique skills.
Chen Luo lit the corner lantern in his hand and hung it on the crooked tree next to him.
He reached out and took the shovel from his back, spat twice, and started digging.
Because he was the one who filled the soil, Chen Luo remembered it very clearly and soon dug up a straw mat.
He carefully cleared away the soil and found the body of the martial artist buried underneath.
"You'll know if it's an illusion once you try it."
Chen Luo lifted the straw mat, resisting the stench of the corpse. The pungent smell hit him in the face, and he almost vomited the food he had eaten the night before. Fortunately, he was mentally prepared and could withstand the smell.
He reached out and took out a bamboo tube from his waist, and released the poison-testing insect inside. It was a small insect in the shape of a scorpion, and its entire body was black. When Chen Luo took it out, the insect was curled up in a ball. It stretched out its body after smelling the smell of the corpse, and then saw the little guy stretched out his pincers and fiddled with the corpse twice, and then crawled around the corpse twice.
It took a while before it curled up again and turned into a small ball.
Not poisonous!
Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he put on the deerskin gloves he had prepared during the day and carefully placed his hand on the corpse.
"Residual brain waves found, 97% damaged, do you want to read it?"
"Read!"
Chen Luo shouted out directly since there was no one around at the moment.
"Widow Wang is really big, but it's a pity that I won't have the chance to develop it in the future."
Familiar brain waves intervened in the brain, and the obsession of the corpse before death quickly appeared in Chen Luo's mind, but this result made Chen Luo's face freeze. When he looked at this already smelly Jianghu guest again, he felt unwell.
I took so much trouble to dig one out late at night, and ended up reading this obsession!
Unwilling to give up, Chen Luo waved the shovel again and started the second round of digging.
"Read!"
This time, Chen Luo spoke directly without waiting for the system prompt.
'Cuihua, wait for me to come back!'
"I hid three taels of silver under the crooked tree next door."
He touched the corpses one by one, and by the end Chen Luo felt a little numb.
None of the last obsessions in the heads of these dead Jianghu people were reliable. They were either private money or mistresses, and some responsible ones missed their families. For Chen Luo, these obsessions were meaningless to him.
Fortunately, the last corpse brought him some gains.
'After the Qi and Blood are transformed three times, taking the Black Belly Grass will increase the chance of breaking through the inner training by 30%.'
Internal training?
What realm?
Chen Luo didn't know, but he wrote it down.
Sooner or later, he would advance on the path of martial arts, even if Third Uncle was not helpful tomorrow and he could not find someone to guide him. As long as he picked up the shovel and the remaining lamp, he could dig out a piece of heaven in the cemetery.
After a night of hard work, it was almost dawn when Chen Luo buried these people again.
He dragged his exhausted body back to the city.
When we arrived at the city gate, the soldiers on top had already started yawning.
There are already several people in the dog hole that Chen Luo drilled through. It seems that they are all people from surrounding villages who came here to attend the market. They took a shortcut here because they didn't want to pay the entrance fee.
Most of the people who know this road are nearby residents.
Just like evading entrance fees to a scenic spot, no one exposed to anyone.
Chen Luo didn't have the time to spare, so he crawled back into the city through the dog hole and climbed back home through the back wall. In the front room, Uncle San was still snoring, and it seemed that he hadn't woken up yet.
After putting the tools away, Chen Luo didn't even wash himself. He just covered himself with the quilt and went to sleep.
I was so tired that night that I fell asleep soon after I lay down.
Chen Luo had a beautiful dream.
In the dream, he became a powerful warrior who could call the wind and rain, with great martial arts skills and could fly around. The sword in his hand was invincible, and every time he raised his hand, an enemy would fall. However, as he was fighting, the scene changed. The sword in his hand turned into a shovel. His clothes became tattered, and there was a bent stick stuck behind his back, with a square oil lamp hanging on the top.
The people he killed also disappeared and turned into soil, and the scene before him turned into a cemetery.
There is no end to the graves.
"Why am I digging a grave again?"
Chen Luo was stunned for a moment. When he wanted to look again, he suddenly heard someone calling him.
"You little bastard, hurry up and get up! I'm going to take you to see someone today."
Chen Luo opened his eyes in a daze and found that his third uncle had entered the room at some point, holding a bowl of tofu pudding and two fried dough sticks in his hands, and was calling him to get up.
He looked up and found that it was already daybreak outside.
The sunlight shines in through the window, making the room warm.
"So early?"
Chen Luo shook his still dizzy head and asked.
"It's you, little bastard, who's causing me trouble! Be quicker." Uncle San impatiently pushed the tofu pudding in front of him, and a little bit of it splashed out.
Judging from what Chen Laosan said, it seemed that he had already gone out for a run in the morning.
Chen Luo did not dare to delay and finished the tofu pudding in a few bites. Then he grabbed the fried dough sticks, rolled them into a ball and stuffed them in his mouth. He almost choked to death while chewing. It was his uncle who handed him a bucket of water in time to save him.
"Wash your face and change into clean clothes."
After giving a few instructions, Chen Laosan went to wait for him in front.
Chen Luo did not dare to delay, knowing that this opportunity was not easy to come by, so he quickly stood up and packed up.
A moment later, Chen Luo, dressed in a new outfit, appeared in the front room.
"Yes, that's more like a human being."
Looking at his tall nephew, Chen Laosan nodded with satisfaction, walked to the wall, picked up the gift he had prepared long ago, and took Chen Luo out the door.
Uncle San's network of contacts is also very limited.
A corpse burial person can't get in touch with any high-level big shots. The person who brought Chen Luo here is not a big shot who can shake the world, nor is he a hidden figure. He is just a little famous at their level. He is the only one who knows real kung fu in the circle that Chen Laosan has contact with.
It is this kind of connection that Chen Luo would not be able to rely on without Chen Laosan's help.
This world is so realistic.
"The man I'm taking you to see is called Ma Quezi. He was already lame when I met him."
On the way, Uncle San began to tell Chen Luo some precautions.
"I didn't ask about his past experiences, and he didn't tell me."
Chen Laosan was walking in front, and on the way he took Chen Luo to the entrance of the alley to buy two pounds of pork belly and three pounds of loose liquor.
"When I was burying corpses seven years ago, I met a person who was still alive among the corpses. I felt sorry for him and saved him." Chen Laosan didn't say the rest of the words, but Chen Luo roughly guessed it.
Chen Laosan was the official burial master, and the people he buried were basically gangsters.
Basically, every one of these people has committed a murder. For ordinary people like them, it is like living in another dimension. Getting in trouble with any of their representatives is trouble. Chen Laosan took a big risk when he rescued Ma Quezi from the pile of corpses.
"So he owes me a life. Under normal circumstances, Ma Quezi would never pass on his martial arts to outsiders. The risk is too high."
Things like martial arts are taboo among ordinary people.
If this gets out and is investigated by the government, none of those involved will be able to escape.
"I have said so much to you, do you understand what I mean?"
Chen Laosan, who was walking in front, stopped, turned back and glared at his nephew who had been silent for a long time.
"Understood, keep a low profile!"
Chen Luo responded immediately.
"You bastard!"
Chen Laosan cursed at him, but he couldn't hide the relief in his eyes.
My nephew is so smart.
The Chen family has been honest and simple for generations, and finally they have a lively one.
“Get out of the way!!”
The uncle and nephew walked out of the alley, and before they crossed the street, they saw a group of constables running forward with machetes slung over their shoulders. The entire street was blocked off, and a large number of people gathered on the side, as if they were watching the excitement.
Some voices could be heard faintly among the crowd.
"Something bad has happened. Mr. Wang's entire family has been wiped out."
"I heard it involves the previous dynasty."
Rumors from neighbors are always the fastest. Whether they are true or not is not important, but it does not prevent the uncle and nephew from hearing some key content from them.
"Let's go, it has nothing to do with us."
Chen Laosan withdrew his gaze, turned and walked towards another road.
This road is closed, so we have to take a detour.
(End of this chapter)
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