Chapter 69: The Third Item: Coin Catcher
In such a situation, no one is willing to distinguish who is real and who is fake.
Just when everyone's scalp was tingling, one of the fishermen suddenly laughed out loud.
"Hahaha."
"Forget it, stop teasing them."
As the fisherman standing next to the well finished speaking, the other fishermen suddenly turned into small yellow pieces of paper and floated down to the ground.
Another sickly young man came out of the hut.
His chin was covered with stubble, and he looked as unkempt as a fisherman.
The clothes also looked tattered.
When the man blew the whistle, the paper figures lying on the ground stood up instantly, holding hands and floating into his hands.
The fish that the fisherman grilled was a bit old, and the fish skin was so tough that it was impossible to chew it.
The man leaned against the door, chewing fish skin, and glanced at the person who came.
The guys standing outside the door looked like cowards, and his eyes fell on Shen Li.
This person, however, looks a little unusual.
"Hey, why aren't you scared?"
He asked Shen Li.
“Isn’t it fake?”
Shen Li smelled the aroma of grilled fish and felt a little hungry, so he walked into the hut while talking.
So he saw it right away?
The man suddenly lost interest in eating the grilled fish and chased in to ask, "How can you tell it's fake?"
Outside the courtyard, Bian Ling still had goose bumps all over her body.
She still felt that something was wrong with this place, but it was already late, and since Chen Li and the fisherman had both gone in, the rest of the people also plucked up the courage to go in.
"Who on earth is that person?"
Cat Man A asked the fisherman.
"The natives of this world."
The fisherman said succinctly, "When I arrived, he was already here. He has some skills and is quite interesting."
Judging from the current situation, although they cannot understand the characters of this world, there is no problem at all in communicating.
The hut was not big, and in the center was a small fire pit made of stones.
The fire pit was facing the beams of the hut.
A rope was hung from the beam, with an iron hook tied to the end of the rope.
The unkempt weirdo hung the cooking utensils he carried with him on the hook to boil water.
As night fell, the temperature outside dropped.
Everyone gathered together for warmth.
The fisherman shared his grilled fish with everyone.
After eating and drinking, the unkempt weirdo took out a thin piece of sharp iron from his bag, dipped it in hot water and shaved himself while chatting with everyone.
"According to our local custom, after a person dies, the body must be returned to his or her hometown. It is important that the soul returns to where it came from."
"As time goes by, the resentment of the dead who don't return home will grow stronger and they won't be able to rest in peace. So they need corpse drivers to take the bodies back to their hometowns."
The weirdo had just shaved off his beard, and took out a bronze mirror to look at himself. "I am the corpse driver."
After shaving, the man revealed a fairly handsome face.
Although he didn't look scary at the moment, and even looked somewhat friendly when he smiled, the words he said were enough to make people shudder.
The man with glasses' voice was trembling: "Drive... a corpse driver? Where are the corpses you drive?"
Speaking of this incident, the corpse driver sighed three times.
"The bodies are in the hut to the east. They all died violently. I went to check them out during the day. There's no way to get rid of them..."
"Why can't we catch up?" Bian Ling asked.
The corpse driver put down the bronze mirror, put away his smile, and said coldly:
"Because these people, like you, don't belong here."
After listening to the corpse driver's words, I remembered that I came to this place to pick up something.
It was not difficult for Bian Ling to deduce the identities of the dead people mentioned by the corpse-drivers.
They are all couriers for Wuliang Express.
During the delivery mission, the entire army was wiped out and died here, with no one to collect the bodies.
The corpse driver said that a woodcutter who went up the mountain to chop wood found the uncollected corpses, so he contacted him and came here, wanting him to send the corpses back to their birthplace.
It’s a pity that even the corpse drivers are powerless to do anything about this matter, because these dead people don’t belong to this world at all.
There was no way he could send these bodies back.
Bian Ling finally understood where the strange feeling she had been having came from.
Catman A was quite brave and made a torch on the spot. "Let's go and take a look?"
The man with glasses quickly refused, "What if...what if there's a corpse?"
The corpse driver put his hands behind his head and leaned against the wall, ready to take a nap. "He's right. Here, the dead are much more dangerous than the living."
Since the corpses can rise, as corpse drivers, there must be ways to restrain them.
"What's your name?"
"Jiang Lexin."
"Jiang...Senior, please tell us how to restrain ourselves."
Bian Ling quickly asked for advice humbly: "Otherwise, if something goes wrong when we go in, there will probably be a few more dangerous bodies in this place."
Jiang Lexin had originally planned to take a nap, but after hearing her say that, she couldn't help but sigh again.
He dusted himself off and stood up. "I'm sorry I won't share my secret skills with you guys, but I can go with you guys."
That would be great!
The bodies of the previous team of couriers were next door.
It was just a few steps away, and before setting off, Jiang Lexin mentioned a few things to pay attention to.
"First, keep your mouths shut and don't make any sound."
"Second, I will smear cinnabar on the soles of my shoes. After you enter the door, every step you take will leave footprints on the ground. Watch carefully and walk only on my footprints."
First, they can understand it. After all, according to previous delivery experience, some monsters will first attack the person who makes the sound.
But the second cat-man A couldn't understand it and couldn't help asking, "Why?"
"There are 66 acupoints on each sole of a living person's feet. With every step, vital energy leaks out."
"You are not corpse chasers. If you leave footprints where the dead die, they will follow the life you left behind to find you after they rise from the dead."
"So is it okay for you to leave footprints?"
"Of course it doesn't matter."
Jiang Lexin was quite proud when she said this. "When I was eight years old, I cut off my shadow with my own hands. From then on, I was between the living and the dead. Even if I left footprints, the zombies couldn't track me. Only those who cut off their shadows can become corpse chasers."
Not everyone can become a corpse chaser.
Some people spend their entire lives trying to get rid of their own shadows.
After cutting off the shadow, the corpse driver's physique will be weaker than a normal person.
Therefore, corpse drivers are generally sickly, thin and sickly, and their lifespan is shorter than that of normal people.
After hearing what he said, Bian Ling noticed that there was really no shadow of him on the ground.
"Anything else to note?"
Catman A asked.
"Of course."
Jiang Lexin coughed and continued, "Third, when you hear me say close your eyes, close them obediently and don't open them, otherwise you will die."
The most important thing is that if there are any corpses resurrected, he will take action personally.
The corpse-driving man's methods are top secret, how could they be seen by these outsiders?
If they manage to learn it secretly, the ancestor will be so angry that he will jump out of the grave.
Everyone made sufficient preparations before setting off.
This time, Chen Li was in second place, standing right behind Jiang Lexin.
When I entered the house, the area illuminated by the torch was a mess.
Chen Li carefully followed the footprints left by Jiang Lexin, and the people behind him followed him into the hut.
I saw the bodies of the previous team of couriers lying on the ground, each of them died in different ways.
Some of them were dismembered, some had their bodies bent with their hands raised above their heads, their bodies frozen in a strange posture.
Others died peacefully, just lying there as if they were asleep.
Without exception, the palm of one of the hands of these corpses was open.
In their palms lay a copper coin that was round on the outside and square on the inside.
This is what they are going to pick up!
The people at the back of the line exchanged glances with each other and gestured to each other to quickly take the copper coins.
Everyone gestured back and forth, but no one dared to take action.
Just look at the dead bodies in this room and you will know that this copper coin is very dangerous and they may lose their lives to get it.
However, Chen Li did not participate in the others' frantic discussions from beginning to end.
He was in a state of detachment most of the time, and occasionally came to his senses and did something amazing.
For example, now, no one dares to take a copper coin, but Chen Li picked up a copper coin from the palm of a corpse without hesitation.
Bian Ling stared wide-eyed and observed Shen Li's reaction.
There's nothing unusual.
Isn't it because of the copper coins? Then how did these people on the ground die?
With Chen Li leading the way, the rest of the people also picked up the copper coins from the corpses.
The system stipulates that every deliveryman must get at least one copper coin during the pickup mission.
The man with glasses was at the end of the line and was the last one to enter the door following the footsteps of the people in front of him.
When it was his turn, he found that all the copper coins in the corpse's hands had been taken away.
He plucked up the courage to count the bodies on the ground.
There are four in total.
It is impossible that he cannot pick up the item when it is his turn.
There must have been five couriers in the previous team, so where did the remaining body go?
Jiang Lexin pointed upwards.
I saw the fifth body hanging upside down in mid-air.
His hands were facing downwards, in a stiff position, with his hands clenched into fists.
When the man with glasses raised his head, he saw the fifth corpse.
He was so frightened that he almost screamed out on the spot.
Fortunately, Bian Ling in front of him quickly covered his mouth.
Everyone got the copper coins except him.
The corpse's hands were clenched into fists, and it was unknown in which hand the copper coin was.
The man with glasses didn't dare to look at the corpse and could only pry open the corpse's right hand by feeling.
He exerted great effort, even hearing the sound of broken finger bones, before he barely opened his hand.
No.
That's in the left hand!
Just as the man with glasses was about to pry open his left hand, he heard Jiang Lexin, who was walking in front, shout, "Close your eyes!"
Bian Ling was so nervous that she couldn't breathe. She quickly closed her eyes, not daring to hesitate for a moment.
Catman A's ears drooped, and not only did he close his eyes, he even covered his eyes tightly with his hands.
The fisherman put his hat on his head to block his view.
Shen Li didn't want to be the one who broke the rules, and in fact he closed his eyes.
But he soon realized the danger, that thing was coming towards him.
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