My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

"I welcome south and send north, no one has seen it before."

"Then what's your boss's name?"

"Boss? Zhou Xing!"

"Sure enough, I have seen a lot."

Lin Xiang walked straight inside, but the servant was at a loss, what does it mean?

What do you do when you ask yourself the name of your boss as a corpse toucher?

Lin Xiang walked into the interior of the firm, walked all the way to the end, and came to the registration point for corpse touchers.

Behind a dusty desk sits a woman, her eyes squinted, and she appears to be asleep.

"I'll sign up."

no respond.

Lin Xiang took out a piece of gold and put it on the table, and the woman sat up like a spring.

"Ouch! You are welcome."

The woman brazenly accepted it and said:

"what's your name?"

"Lin Xiang."

The woman wrote Lin Xiang's name on the sign and asked:

"Can you sew a corpse?"

"The ancestral craft can be performed live."

The woman waved her hand and said:

"It's fine. Usually there are many missing arms and broken legs, so you can sew them up. I'll take you to see your room."

The woman stood up and led the way.

Lin Xiang followed curiously, but he wanted to see what happened to the branch of the Yin Corpse Cult.

Come out from the business store and come to a clean and excessive street.

It has to be said that this place is really remote. If it wasn't for the sign, Lin Xiang guessed that she might not be able to find her.

"This street is full of corpse-hunters."

"Are there enough corpses?"

"Enough, absolutely enough."

The woman took Lin Xiang to a shop:

"You are number 30 and number three."

"Thank you."

"Other things are gone. One more thing, you put the things you find out at the door, and someone will collect them; I advise you not to take them with you, because you will die if you do so."

"How could I do that."

Suddenly, a series of footsteps sounded outside, and someone shouted:

"The mortician in Room No. 20, No. [-], is dead."

The woman was obviously not surprised by this, and said to Lin Xiang calmly:

"Recently, a batch of corpses came. It was too fierce. Several corpse-touchers died. You just stay here! I won't let you touch those corpses."

The woman gave Lin Xiang a look and left.

Lin Xiang found a place to sit down and pondered what the woman's eyes meant.

Did he fall in love with her?

Sure enough, no matter how deeply he hides, he will be exposed to his wise and martial nature.

A one-eyed dragon appeared at the door, he interrupted Lin Xiang's thoughts, and said with a smile:

"People as complete as you are rare."

"Eat a meal."

"Little brother. That woman seems to be interested in you, how is it?"

"not so good."

After Lin Xiang lay down against the pillar, he asked:

"It seems that a batch of corpses have come."

"Yeah! I don't know what's going on with these corpses. The corpse gas is very heavy, and those who can't bear it will die."

"You didn't touch it?"

"I touched it. But my corpse has little energy, so I managed to survive."

Lin Xiang was noncommittal.

Every corpse-toucher has a way to save his life, and they are strictly guarded against death, for fear that others will find out.

At first Lin Xiang felt that these people were too selfish.

But when he was able to touch things from the corpse, this was his biggest secret, and he couldn't tell it even if he died; so at that moment, he understood the minds of other corpse touchers to keep secrets.

"Let's go! Go back to sleep."

After Lin Xiang watched Cyclops leave, there was not a moment of silence when he heard someone shout:

"The person who touches the corpse in Room [-] is dead."

Half an hour later, someone shouted again:

"The NO.15 corpse toucher is dead."

Lin Xiang looked in surprise at the street occupied by corpse-hunters.