Baierguan River

The young master made a lot of coffins. These coffins were simple in style and did not use any expensive wood, but they were huge in number, and they were all placed in rows in empty rooms.

Uncle Zhou and I can see him making coffins every day, almost filling up those ten or twenty rooms.

Recently, for some reason, more and more funerals are being held. There are even many unclaimed corpses appearing on street corners and roadsides. They died tragically. The government thought it was troublesome, so they rolled up a mat and buried them, and some of them were thrown in our coffins. Paved.

On the surface, the young master is cynical, carefree and carefree, but he is actually a very kind person. Seeing that some corpses have nowhere to go, it is too pitiful, so he thought of simply putting them in unsold coffins. But most of the coffins in the coffin shop are custom-made, and there are not many unused coffins, so he makes them. There is nothing else in the shop, but there are a lot of empty rooms. That is because this is not a coffin shop. Yes, but these corpses can't be kept in the house all the time, right? Wouldn't that be a mass grave?

I heard that the young master crawled out of the mass grave, could it be that he crawled out of his feelings?

What about those corpses lying in coffins in our shop all together, how scary.

I also heard from the boss of the blacksmith shop next door that not only ordinary corpses have appeared recently, but he has also found walking corpses that can attack people in the middle of the night. These things should be left to the Daomeng to take care of, we are not from the Taoist sect Well, Young Master Tu can barely count as half, but he is a half-baked guy after all, and he is useless.

Mr. Su is reliable, but he is pestered by the young master all day long, playing the piano, drawing pictures, watching the stars and chasing the sun, so no one cares about it.

Last night, I saw our young master staring at the young master. It was the middle of the night, and I didn't know what the hell was going on in my mind. After chatting with Uncle Zhou for a long time, he didn't believe me, and he ignored me, but I just felt that this Su The son is a disaster, and all the beauties are disasters, of course, except our young master.

This afternoon, when Uncle Zhou went to transport wood, I was in the yard painting the coffin and making some marks. The young master and Mr. Su continued to make the coffin in the yard and chatted.

When the young master faced Mr. Su, he was always different from usual. He sat upright and spoke decently. It’s not a good strategy, we still need to find out the source, I’m useless, I’m still going to trouble you at this time, I will definitely help you if there is any difficulty.”

After hearing this, I nodded desperately in my heart.

Su Gongzi smiled and said: "I have thought of a way, but it has not succeeded. I collected the corpses for this purpose."

The young master hurriedly asked, "What is the solution?"

"The corpse is the only proof that a person has ever lived. It carries a lot of things, including memories and emotions. They are the most clear about who did this."

This makes sense, I nodded again.

The young master asked again: "How do I know their memories? I'm afraid I need..." His eyes dodged slightly.

what do you need?

"What do you need?" Su Gongzi raised his eyebrows and asked.

The young master didn't say anything, but since that day he's always been out of his mind. He went out early and returned late with a jar of wine. He must have something on his mind. I think he must have done this because of Mr. Su's words that day. I don't know from the corpse. What does it take to know what happened before his death, only to know that Mr. Su has also become very strange, and the time he goes out is getting longer and longer.

One day, I asked the young master, what mysterious things have you been up to recently, if there is anything I can help, just tell me!

He smiled and told me proudly that he is a descendant of the Tu family and wants to do something that will benefit the world!I will not understand.

I really don't understand, but I am happy for him, and I am happy when he is happy.

Five days later at night, it suddenly started to rain, and the thunder exploded into the sky, making people very upset and unable to calm down. They always felt that many bad things were about to happen.

It has been raining for more than a month.

I suddenly wondered why there were no corpses after the two hundred coffins were all filled?As agreed, two hundred is not too many, and unusual movements can always be heard at night, rustling as if there are many people, but most of the people in this shop are dead.

Dead people, why don't they have a rotten breath?

Thinking of this, I suddenly became frightened, I called Uncle Zhou twice, but no one answered me, so I boldly wanted to ask the young master what was going on, and then, I saw the most frightening scene in my life.

All the dead people stood up one by one.

They walked in the coffin shop in an orderly manner, their movements were very stiff, but the dark crowd of two hundred people were wandering around in the yard. Boss Su was sitting in front, leaning on the brocade mat and watching them with interest. Seeing me, I was terrified and didn't know what to do.

It turns out that this is the walking corpse that the boss of the blacksmith shop said!

Then, I saw Mr. Su walking into the room, and there was a living person in the room!I recognize it, that is the boss of the blacksmith shop next door!He actually strangled him alive...

I quickly covered my mouth.

What I want to know most is, does the young master know about this?

Is this resurrection from the dead or a fake corpse?Are they using corpses for experiments?What is the purpose?This Mr. Su did not simply come here as a guest, why would such an unlucky place be a guest in a dilapidated coffin shop?How could he, a young man with extraordinary temperament, come all the way here without any purpose?

No, he may not be a cultivator at all, and only he knows what he is cultivating.

and many more!

I understand, it's not Mr. Su who did those things!It was the young master, it was Mr. Su who wanted to learn the truth about the large number of corpses from them. The young master said a word that day and stopped talking. He was for this matter!He wanted to start with the corpse so that he could find out the truth!

But there is no so-called truth at all, these people were killed by Su Shisan!He did all this for the young master to expose the Tu family's Yaoyin. He has long heard that the blood of the Tu family is being missed by the poisonous mountain doctors. In order to obtain all kinds of strange medicines, they will do everything. The wandering doctor Su Shisan, he is one of the ghost doctors in Poisonous Mountain!

However, two hundred people have already been killed, so why doesn't he stop? Could it be that he hasn't found out what Yaoyin is after staring at it for so long?

No matter what, he is really good at it!I must, must tell the young master!

But I can't beat those corpses, and I have nothing to do with Su Shisan. After thinking about it, I can only tell the young master quietly tomorrow.

Squatting behind the pillar, I didn't leave or stayed. I don't know how long it took, those corpses returned to their own coffins, and even the coffin boards were closed by themselves.

Lightning tore the black sky into white light, thunder exploded, and heavy rain fell as promised.

In an instant—Su Shisan looked at the pillar in front of me!

He smiled slightly and tilted his head towards me. That smile and movement made me shudder. He saw me, he must have seen me!

No, there is another person behind him, Uncle Zhou!

Uncle Zhou was very unusual. He walked towards me as if he had been controlled by his mind. Fear drowned me in the pouring rain. In a short while, I was unconscious. At the moment of fainting, I glanced at the young master's face In the house, he must have slept soundly.

When I woke up again, I didn’t know when it was, the surroundings were pitch black, and the oppressive feeling made my chest feel tight. I knew that I was lying in one of the coffins, without the sun.

Perhaps, the young master will come over, and I will be the next dead soul.

Perhaps, the young master already knows, I can't imagine his reaction after knowing all this.

Then, I heard the young master's voice, his voice was trembling, he must be in pain, he was crying, crying so heartbreakingly, my internal organs were about to be smashed.

The voice seemed to be far away from me, but also very close to me.

I heard the young master say in an angry voice: "... Su Shisan, you take me away, I will go with you, I will take a thousand cuts, I can bear it...don't you... ..."

Su Shisan smiled, and he said with a smile: "No, we will settle the matter here. Everything is as you can see. You also created the two hundred puppets. You just need to tell me what the method is, and I will release them." about you."

"...What if I die? No one in this world will know about it anymore."

My heart twitched, and I desperately discerned what the two of them said, but I only heard Su Shisan's sentence that I saved your life, how can you make the decision?

The rustling sound, the sound of things falling to the ground, their conversation was broken in the wind, and I couldn't hear it clearly again.

I passed out again.

After waking up again, I felt the wind, and the wind means that there is a gap in the coffin. I slapped the coffin lid with all my strength, trying to get out from here, but I didn’t know where I hit. The bottom of the car fell, and fell hard all the way.

I have a limp.

There is a hole in the bottom here, it is a cellar like an ancient tomb, I finally understand why the wife of the Tu family wants the young master to come to this small coffin shop, it turns out that this is the key, the bottom of this coffin is actually a cellar for hiding.

The light is very dim, only illuminated by a row of oil lamps on the wall.

Finally, I saw a familiar figure in the center of the cellar. He was firmly tied to the pillar by an iron chain, like a heinous criminal.

Master Tujiu.

He looked at me, his eyes lost the brilliance of the past, blood flowed from his mouth, and I felt nothing but heartache.

The young master said weakly: "...let him go, I won't say anything."

"Oh? If you want me to let him go, what will you give in exchange? Ah Jiu, you have helped me so much, is this the only thing missing?"

The sound came from a dark corner, and the shadow was cast on the smooth wall. It was the figure of Su Shisan. I will never forget his voice and smile.

The young master shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I've helped you so much, why don't you let the little bad guy go?"

When I heard this, I felt sore in my heart. I first told the young master that I am not afraid of death, you don’t have to be threatened for me, but when I got to my lips, I couldn’t say it, because Su Shisan didn’t care about my bad life, he just wanted to make The puppet's medicine primer!How can this be given?If he doesn't give it, he will definitely embarrass the young master!

Su Shisan propped his head, and said quietly: "He is indeed worthless, but when will you give me what I want? Aren't we friends? This is what I have been asking for in my life, and it is just a matter of effort for you. Why don't you give it to me?" Willing to fulfill it? Xiao Jiu, I don't want to embarrass you."

"From the moment you saw me, all you thought about was using me?" The young master raised his head.

Su Shisan said: "You can't say that, I really want to make friends with you."

The young master had already burst into tears. He struggled hard on the iron chain and roared: "You killed so many innocent people, tricked me into making them into puppets, controlled Uncle Zhou, and locked Lan Ke in the coffin. Tell me, is this your sincerity?!!!"

Su Shisan didn't change his face: "Who told you to be so cautious? If you had let me know what Yaoyin was, wouldn't I have killed other people to test it? These people died for you, why would you Blame me?"

I was so angry at his remarks that I vomited blood.

"Hahahahaha..."

The young master couldn't stop laughing, after laughing, he only left one sentence: "You will never know."

From that day on, this monster began to torment the young master, using all means, but the young master just kept silent, and never said what the medicine was. If I knew, I would have said it a long time ago. In my heart, No one's life is as important as the young master, this is the gap between me and the young master.

Three days later, he gave Uncle Zhou and me a poison. We don't know when the drug will take effect, and we don't know what it does. The more confused, perhaps, this is controlling people's hearts.

After he gave us the medicine, he didn't make things difficult for us anymore, and even gave me a long bamboo pole with a smile. My foot is lame, and Uncle Zhou is also old. What is it for? Maybe I just want to accompany the young master.

Then one day, Su Shisan was in a good mood, I remembered and asked him, the young master made two hundred puppets, and those people were originally killed by Su Shisan, why didn't those people tell the young master the truth, he laughed He laughed and said, I'm a ghost doctor, isn't it difficult to erase some people's memories?

I was shaking with anger.

Later, Su Shisan became the owner of this coffin shop, known as Boss Su. He spent the rest of his life in the small coffin shop and never returned to Poison Mountain.

The young master forbids us to talk nonsense, forbid us to disobey Su Shisan, and forbid us to approach him.

We knew in our hearts that what he said was right, disobedience would only make Su Shisan more cruel, and we couldn't do anything at all. There was one thing that was tacitly understood and eventually became an obsession.

When the young master dies, we will guard him for the rest of our lives.

After a long, long time, we even forgot what our name was, and why we were in this cellar. We only knew that there was a coffin in the center of the cellar, and we had to guard it until we died.