Urban: I have a new identity every week

He stopped turning on the water, wiped his eyes with his right hand holding the faucet, and made sure he was not dazzled, with a confused look on his face: "Damn it, where are you?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 193

"Fatty, it's almost dawn, where is the dead body inn you're talking about?"

Su Xun asked Mei Wenhua beside him.

In western Hunan, there is an inn specially built for exorcising corpses in the wild.

The corpse can be driven in to rest before dawn, and continue on the road after dark.

He doesn't have the ability to find the location of the corpse inn, so he can only rely on Mei Wenhua, the second generation of corpse.

"Come on, my father marked the location of every inn on this map."

Mei Wenhua stopped beating the gong, holding a self-made map with a sense of age in his hand, a corner of which was eaten off by a mouse.

"Cover the corpse first, and then there will be more people walking forward. It is inevitable that some people will walk at night, which will scare people."

Seeing where Mei Wenhua was looking at the map, Su Xun temporarily put aside the soul banner and copper bell in his hand, took out the black cloak prepared in advance from the bag, and put it on each corpse.

In this way, no one will be able to see the true colors of these corpses. Although it is a bit intrusive, it is better than scary.

"It's ahead, let's go, or it will be dawn, and the corpse will not be very good if it is exposed to the sun."

Mei Wenhua finally determined the location on the map. Don’t ask him how he determined it. He used the Gaode map on his mobile phone and the map left by his father to complete the precise location of the corpse inn.

Sure enough, technology is the primary productive force.

"Let's go, hit the road~"

"Dingling~Dingling~Dingling~"

"The yin people go on the road, and the yang people avoid it. If there is a collision, a hundred disasters will happen."

"Clang~"

The bells and gongs sounded again in the deep forest, and they were heard for a long time.

According to the map instructions, they walked out of the deep mountain and came to a trail.

Sure enough, I saw an old-fashioned building with red lanterns hanging from a distance.

The building has the atmosphere of the late Qing Dynasty. There are two statues with teeth and claws standing at the door. They look hideous and can suppress people and ghosts.

"I just said I didn't make a mistake."

A smug smile appeared on the fat man's face, and he beat the gong with a bit more force.

At this time, the inn was crowded with people, and Jiang Chen and other actors were among them.

They walked to the main road and were in a hurry to escape, so naturally they were faster than Su Xun who drove a group of corpses, and arrived at the inn a few minutes ago.

They passed by this inn when they went up the mountain to take pictures. It was daytime, and it looked quite pleasing to the eye, not as intrusive as after lighting the lanterns at night.

But even though it was a bit intrusive, a group of people decided to stay here for a night. Anyway, they could at least be sure that the boss here was alive, and they felt a little more secure.

In addition to actors like Jiang Chen and the others, there were four tourists in the shop, two men and two women. It looked like two couples were going out on a date.

The two couples stared at Jiang Chen and discussed in a low voice, they obviously recognized him, who made him angry.

"Hello, you are... Jiang Chen, can you take a photo with us?"

The two girls got up and walked in front of Jiang Chen, and said somewhat cautiously.

"can."

A forced smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face. After all, he was exhausted and exhausted, but he still didn't want to destroy his idol persona.

What makes him smarter than Wang Tingfeng is that he knows what he should do, what he can do, and what he cannot do.

As a traffic star, he relies on his fans for a living, so he naturally has to maintain his personality.

The two girls cheered and took a few photos with him, and then asked: "I read the news on the Internet, you are filming here, did you just finish filming?"

Because seeing this group of people sweating profusely and looking embarrassed, I thought it was because they were tired from filming.

"You didn't read my Weibo?" Jiang Chen frowned.

The two girls looked at each other, then shook their heads in a daze.

Jiang Chen looked weird, and kindly reminded: "Then it's best not to watch tonight."

"Dingling~Dingling~Dingling~"

"The yin people go on the road, and the yang people avoid it. If there is a collision, a hundred disasters will happen."

"Clang~"

At this moment, accompanied by a burst of yelling, crisp bells and gongs reached everyone's ears.

Jiang Chen's face changed drastically in an instant, his whole body trembled, damn it, why did they come here.

The middle-aged boss who was lowering his head to settle accounts at the counter suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

For many years, this inn that only accepts the dead and exorcists has now become a homestay that accepts the living.

Has this profession that disappeared for a hundred years, the mortician, finally reappeared?

"What's the noise outside?"

The two couples looked out the window curiously.

In their line of sight, they saw two people walking in front of them, one holding a banner and ringing a bell, the other beating a gong, and behind them ten "people" wearing cloaks whose faces could not be seen clearly jumped step by step.

After seeing the outfits of Su Xun and the others, the other group performers all remembered the clips in Jiang Chen's video, and their hearts trembled.

Although it can be seen from the video that these corpses are controlled by the two leaders, they are still afraid.

"Boss, who are they?" Among the two couples, a lovely girl asked curiously.

"people?"

The corner of the middle-aged boss's mouth raised a strange smile: "They are not human."

"If you're not a human, can you still be a ghost?" A young man with yellow hair thought it was very humorous and made a joke.

He is the boyfriend of the cute girl who just asked.

The middle-aged boss's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Young people, you should know that there are gods standing three feet above your head. Don't talk about people in the daytime, and don't talk about ghosts in front of people at night. Since some sayings are passed down by the ancestors, they naturally exist. reason."

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, then who are they?" Huang Mao was stunned, feeling a little upset.

The boss spat out three words lightly: "Destroy the mortician."

"What, the mortician?"

The two couples were amused when they heard this.

"I said boss, what age is this, and you still believe this?"

"That's right, boss, you guys are too biased. If you have time, you should go to the outside world to take a look. These feudal superstitions have long been eliminated."

"The mortician is almost the same as the blacksmith."

The two couples teased the boss one by one, and didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, they thought the boss was superstitious.

Chasing corpses has been popularized on science programs, but it's just a way to hide your eyes.

They are social youths in the new era, how could they believe this?

"Believe it or not, don't go out of this door, lest you bump into the dead."

The boss was too lazy to explain to this group of young people who thought they knew everything after studying for a few years, so he went out to greet the guests without saying a word.

For so many years, he has abruptly opened the corpse inn into a guest house for tourists, and now that the right owner has finally come to his door, he is a little excited.

When he came to the door, he yelled at Su Xun from a distance: "Dare to ask, but the other side is a passer-by driver."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 194 These Two People Look Like Liars

The title of mortician is not auspicious.

So whenever someone asks someone to remove the corpse, he always says: Master, please go and walk.

That's why there is the saying of a master who catches feet.

"Exactly."

Su Xun returned a sentence, the bell in his hand didn't stop shaking, and brought ten corpses to the gate of the inn.

Su Xun was afraid that someone would recognize him. After all, he was quite popular, so he covered his face.

The boss didn't take it seriously when he saw this, because people who work in these jobs are usually more vicious and unattractive, so it's normal for Su Xun to cover his face.

Su Xun never imagined that the boss thought he was ugly, otherwise he would choose to slap his face with his appearance.

"The two masters, please wait a moment."

The boss cupped his hands at the two of them, then turned and entered the room.

"Master, these two statues at the door make me feel very uncomfortable."

After the boss left, Qin Zhu said quietly.

Fatty Mei curled his lips: "Nonsense, this statue has divine power, and it is specially used to suppress evil spirits like you."

"Is there really a god in the world?" Su Xun asked.

Fatty Mei asked back: "If there are no gods, why would the talismans we draw and the spells we recite work?"

Su couldn't find a reason to refute.

Yes, if there are no gods, how can the god statues have the effect of suppressing evil?

How can all kinds of spells, talismans, and formulas work?

But if there are gods, why has no one ever seen them?

The fat man sighed: "Actually, I don't know if there are gods or not now, but I think there probably were in the past. Otherwise, the records of so many gods and strange stories in ancient times wouldn't be all based on imagination, even if they were fabricated out of imagination, Then there must be something to refer to.”

"There's some truth to that." Su Xun nodded, and stopped entangled in this question, after all, it's meaningless.

In the yard, the boss struggled to bring out an incense table, and took out incense burners, incense, wine, cinnabar, yellow paper, rice cakes and so on.

In the room, Jiang Chen and others witnessed the whole process through the door and windows.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to engage in sacrifices? God is talking, the boss really believes in these things."

"Traveling the corpse is just tying the corpse with wood chips. How can there be so many mysteries?"

"I think the two so-called morticians out there are liars, and they all went over mountains and mountains. Why is that person so fat?"

"Yeah, how could this fat man be a mortician? He's definitely a liar."

The two couples murmured, calling Su Xun and the others liars, because Mei Wenhua's figure was the biggest flaw in their eyes.

It's a good thing that Mei Wenhua didn't know this, otherwise he would have been so angry and yelled, I'm getting fat and eating your rice!

Jiang Chen and a group of actors didn't say a word, because after seeing some things, they will be in awe for the rest of their lives.

The boss arranged the censer, incense, rice cakes, cinnabar, wine, and yellow paper in order, and then handed over to Su Xun: "Please."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked into the inn without disturbing Su Xun.

What he should do has been done, and the next thing is Su Xun's business.

Su Xun took a step forward, lightly grabbed a handful of cinnabar, and flicked it with his fingers.

The cinnabar landed on the ten pieces of white rice cakes, leaving a little red.

Then Su Xun took out a brush and tapped the cinnabar, began to draw talismans on the yellow paper, while chanting a mantra: "The Emperor Xuanwu is in front of him, the gods return to the temple, the ghosts return to the grave, the monsters return to the forest, and the Xuanwu Zhenjun is as urgent as a law."

After the words fell, the talisman was completed, and the red cinnabar on the talisman paper seemed to come to life, swimming like little snakes.

Su Xun picked up the yellow talisman with his fingers and threw it into an empty bowl. Boom, a ball of flames ignited.