Sun Laizi's abnormality surprised me very much.
But I looked at the old man carefully. No matter whether I looked at him horizontally or vertically, he was just an ordinary old man. There was nothing unusual about him.
"Don't make a sound!"
Sun Laizi asked me to be silent and stop talking.
He was really afraid of the old man pushing the trolley. He shivered and hid in the corner. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.
Seeing his appearance made my face become serious.
To be able to make Sun Laizi scared like this, it seems that the uncle of the cart must be very unusual.
Holding Ji Guyue in my arms, I didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Only then did I notice that the stupid Ji Guyue was hiding in my arms and shivering.
Her face was covered with scars, just like Sun Laizi's, and her expression of fear was palpable.
Seeing this scene, my mind immediately roared, and I was filled with emotions.
Damn it.
What exactly is going on?
How could Ji Guyue be so frightened that she couldn't even breathe?
This made me dumbfounded.
You must know that Ji Guyue is a demon king with tremendous strength.
Even if she faced the Nine Tribulations Divine Punishment, she had no fear. How could she be so scared when facing that mysterious old man?
For a moment, I became even more uneasy.
There is no doubt that the mysterious old man who can scare Ji Guyue into this state must be a terrifying existence.
As for the mysterious old man, he continued to collect the corpses and load them onto the cart.
Moreover, the old man looked to be seventy or eighty years old. He was trembling when he walked, but he was very fast and strong in collecting the corpses.
He could easily pick up the body of an adult man and put it on a cart.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of corpses were piled on the cart.
And we waited for a while, and in nearly fourteen minutes, the mysterious old man cleaned up all the corpses on the ground and moved them all to the cart.
but.
How did that old and dilapidated cart, which was only about one meter wide, carry hundreds of corpses?
The pile is not high, probably only about half a meter.
The result was good.
Even with such a cart, the corpses of all the villagers in Jimao Village could be moved onto the cart, but it didn't seem to be piled high.
What's even more weird is that the mysterious old man with old arms piled up the cart and left.
But there were hundreds of corpses on that cart.
How much does that have to weigh?
The old man was doing well, pushing the cart full of corpses and walking tremblingly, seemingly effortlessly.
This is very evil.
I stared blankly, and my whole body took a breath.
Only then did I really see what was unusual about the mysterious old man.
soon.
The mysterious old man pushed the car full of corpses and walked farther and farther away from Jimao Village.
It was only then that Ji Guyue's expression returned to normal.
Look at the ceiling and continue to be stunned.
But I obviously noticed that my wife was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Made.
My wife is a fool.
If a fool can be scared like this, how scary must the mysterious man be?
I can't imagine it anymore.
"He finally left?"
Mr. Sun Laizi lay limply on the ground, panting and exhausted.
Then he looked at me and said, "Chang Sheng, I know you have a lot to ask. Give me a cigarette to calm down."
I took out my cigarette and immediately lit it for Sun Laizi.
Sun Laizi smacked his lips and quickly started puffing away.
"Master Cripple, who is that mysterious boss?"
Only then did I ask: "Is he a human or a ghost? Why did he scare my wife so much that she broke out in a cold sweat?"
"No one knows who he is, and no one knows what his origins are."
Sun Laizi took a deep breath before saying: "But I know that the world calls him the old man who collects corpses, and he is a taboo in the monastic world. No matter how powerful the creature is, if he sees him, he must stay away and take a detour."
"The old corpse collector is so strong that no one in the monastic world dares to provoke him?"
"Senior Chen Sanqian from five hundred years ago is already a god-like existence in the eyes of the world. When he sees the old man collecting corpses, he will also be scared to death."
"Damn it, is this really fake?"
"This is absolutely true. Your grandfather told me it himself. It has also been passed down in the monastic world."
"The old man who collects corpses is so awesome?"
I heard my head buzzing, and I was filled with emotions.
Since my grandfather told Sun Laizi personally, I believe it, not to mention that my wife is the best example.
A demon king like my wife can be frightened to the point of trembling. You can imagine how scary the old man who collects corpses is.
Followed.
I just thought of a question.
Looking at Sun Laizi, he asked: "Since senior Chen Sanqian met the old man collecting corpses five hundred years ago, wouldn't this mysterious old man collecting corpses have lived for hundreds of years?"
"Hundreds of years?"
Sun Laizi smiled bitterly and said: "I also asked your grandfather about this question at that time. What do you think your grandfather said? He said that the old man who collected the corpses was a living ancient history. According to ancient history records, it had appeared since the Qin Dynasty. ”
"During the Qin Dynasty, the old man collecting corpses existed?"
I was dumbfounded, "Didn't that mean he has lived for more than a thousand years?"
This is extremely shocking news.
No matter what, I never expected that there would be people in this world who could live through ancient times to modern times.
This boundless lifespan has simply subverted the world's understanding.
After I recovered from the shock, I looked at Cripple Sun and smiled bitterly: "The old man collecting the corpses is not a turtle spirit, right? As the saying goes, a thousand-year-old turtle is a ten-thousand-year-old bastard. Otherwise, how could he live for such a long time? "
"Chang Sheng, don't talk nonsense."
Seeing me talking nonsense like this, Sun Laizi was immediately frightened.
He glared at me angrily and said, "The old man who collects corpses is a taboo. You can't talk about it casually, otherwise it will cause disaster. This is what your grandfather told me back then."
"Then can I ask, why does the old man collecting corpses collect corpses?"
I asked with curiosity on my face; "Also, where were the bodies that the old man took away were sent?"
"I don't know, no one knows."
Sun Laizi shook his head and said: "But I know that as long as there are a large number of deaths, the old corpse collectors will be attracted to collect the corpses. Because of this, the monks in the monastic world dare not go to war at will. Like your Zhutou Village, there are still A case like this in Jimao Village is rare to see once every few decades, so it is very rare."
After listening to Sun Laizi's words, the look on my face suddenly changed.
"What's wrong?"
Sun Laizi frowned and asked.
And I took a deep breath and said: "Our Zhutou Village was massacred by Fan Cheng of the Fan family. The remains of the villagers, including my grandfather's remains, were also taken away by the old man who collected the corpses?"
"It will definitely be taken away by the old man collecting corpses."
Sun Laizi nodded sadly.
Seeing the sadness flowing down my face, Sun Laizi patted my shoulder to comfort me silently.
"I am not sad."
I wiped my tears and smiled bitterly: "This person was killed. Take the body away as soon as it's taken away. Mr. Lame, we have to get food. My stomach is so hungry that I'm croaking."
"Then we'll cook dinner here."
Sun Laizi said: "You go to the kitchen to boil water first and use it to iron the wolf's hair later. I'll go to Jimao Village first to see if there are any bodies left behind."
but.
Sun Laizi went around but couldn't find a single corpse. The mysterious old man who collected the corpses collected them all.
We boiled water, plucked the jackal's fur, disemboweled and cleaned it in the well, then brought it back to the house and used firewood to cook most of the roasted lamb.
The rest was made into a pot of chili-fried wolf meat.
Sun Laizi dug out a bottle of white wine, cut out a piece of roasted wolf sheep, and first offered sacrifices to the villagers of Jimao Village.
Then a lot of paper money was burned.
After the sacrifice was over, we really started to have dinner.
Such game meat was so delicious that even Ji Guyue ate two kilograms of barbecued meat, while I devoured ten kilograms in a while.
See my amazing appetite.
Not to mention it scared Sun Laizi, even I was shocked. I didn't expect that I would become so good at eating.
As for this dinner, we didn't go to bed until twelve o'clock in the night.
The moon tonight is very round, as white as snow, and wisps of moonlight are falling, giving the lifeless Jimao Village a little more life.
At this moment, a woman is standing at the entrance of Jimao Village...
