My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

"I wish you happiness."

Mr. Ning walked out of the yard, and disappeared without a trace after a gust of wind blew past.

Lin Xiang pinned the bell on his waist and was about to leave when the boy suddenly ran out and knelt in front of Lin Xiang:

"Master Immortal, I want to worship you as my teacher."

"Adore me as a teacher? You dress like a scholar."

"I'm a student of Grandpa Ning, but the world is unknown, so studying is useless."

Lin Xiang was noncommittal, but it was obviously impossible to accept him as a disciple. Could it be that he should be taught to touch the corpse?

"Confused! Since the morals of the world are unclear, you want to study to make the morals of the world clear, but you want to stay out of it. If you do this, you will achieve nothing no matter whether you study or practice."

The boy froze on the spot.

Lin Xiang's words resounded like thunder in his ears, making him wake up.

"Master Immortal, I understand."

Lin Xiang pretended to be an outsider, turned around and said:

"There are some belongings in the broken house outside the city. After you get them, study hard."

"There is no way to repay the great kindness and virtue of the immortal master."

"Don't rush to thank, it's not without conditions. After high school, go to Zhao Gang and marry a girl named Xu Erni. Remember to treat her well."

"who is she?"

"It doesn't matter who she is, as long as you take the property, you will marry her."

"I understand."

Lin Xiang left the courtyard and went back to Chenghuang Temple to sleep.

It's just that the lame master is sleeping alone in the temple today.

No one else was there.

As soon as he lay down, he heard the lame master say:

"You didn't go to the brothel to find Xiao Fengxian to be happy."

"Little Impatiens?"

"She sold herself to a brothel for ten taels of silver, and specially entertained the worst and dirtiest people that Pingyang Mansion even didn't even look at."

"Master, why didn't you go?"

"Old man, old man, of course he is old, and he has lost his energy."

"Me too."

The two each let out a laugh, curled up and fell asleep.

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In the early morning of the next day, Lin Xiang was woken up, and opened his eyes to see the five people who went to the brothel to have a good time yesterday leaning together wearily.

Everyone enjoyed it, and it seemed that Xiao Fengxian really made them have endless aftertaste.

"You are back?"

Broken Arm said excitedly:

"Come back, that woman is really powerful, she tortured the five of us to the point of exhaustion."

"Are you still going tonight?"

"Go, go back if you're not tired, if you miss this village, you won't have this store."

Lin Xiang helped the lame man up, and the two went to work in Yizhuang first.

They were too tired from exercising for five nights, and I'm afraid they won't be able to go to Yizhuang today.

As soon as they entered Yizhuang, the master and apprentice separated.

Lin Xiang opened his morgue, and the yamen servant suddenly jumped out, cursing and saying:

"Little Fengxian doesn't know how to flatter her, and she doesn't accompany me with the five golden leaves, but sleeps with those corpse-bearers. Thinking about it now makes me sick."

"Really? It's appalling."

"There is something even more shocking. She wants a penny. What do you think she wants?"

"Probably for revenge on He Liang!"

The yamen servant thought about it for a moment, then suddenly realized, and nodded again and again:

"Brother, you have seen it thoroughly, it really is the most poisonous woman's heart."

"One more thing, a few women from the brothel will come to take away the corpse later, you just let them take it away."

"it is good.

Lin Xiang glanced at Wang Cuixiang in the morgue. She was pretty good. He had already fulfilled her last wish, and she could still stay with "Mr. Ning" after death. She collects the body.

The only regret is that there is no way to be buried with "Mr. Ning".

Chapter 7

The women in the brothel didn't make Lin Xiang wait too long, they all wore their plainest clothes, with white cloths stretched across their foreheads, and came to fetch the old bustard's body.

The older woman came in front of Lin Xiang, and Yingying squatted down to salute:

"We've come to fetch mother's body."

Lin Xiang pushed open the door of the morgue.

They filed in and saw Wang Cuixiang's body in the morgue. They lost control of their emotions and each found a good place to lie down and cry.

Tears fell.

"Mom! You died so badly."