Chapter 158 The corpse-driver
"Which bastard!"
The men cursed and took off the lantern, and Xiao Baojing had already slipped away.
She spent five hours with the old lady in the farm, and the sky had already darkened.
The old lady asked the manager of the Lantern Factory to count the fruits of today's labor, and after paying the money, she held Xiao Baojing's hand tightly and came to the back door of the village.
Xiao Baojing discovered that the back door of the village had been transformed into a flour shop, facing the street of Dazhihuang Village.
The owner of the Lantern Factory sat by the brazier with his legs crossed, picking his teeth while selling flour.
The old lady exchanged all the money she earned today for a little flour.
Xiao Baojing: After a long time of work, the money I earned was sent back to the owner of the Lantern Factory!
What's this called a matter!
They were about to leave when the owner of the Lantern Factory suddenly said, "Slow down!"
He stood up from the brazier, shone the lantern at the old lady, and hesitated, "You..."
< br>"Black!" The old lady pointed to her hair, "I'm young and can still do work!"
The boss probably had a bad look. He saw that her hair was black, and he saw that she was young. The big red and green clothes that people liked nodded with confidence and sat back to the brazier.
He grabbed a handful of melon seeds and waved his hand lazily, "Go! I'll come here to work tomorrow!"
On the mountain road back, Xiao Baojing kicked deep and shallowly, and the old lady held her hand tightly to prevent her from falling into a mess.
She heard the old lady sigh, "They don't want white-haired people."
Xiao Baojing was stunned.
"As old, they don't want it."
The forests are quiet, and the old lady's voice is tired and calm: "Age people are offended, the boss is unhappy when he sees it, and everyone is also I didn't like it. I dyed my hair black and wore red and green clothes. The boss thought I was young and I could do more work in the lantern factory."
The moonlight cannot shine through the dense forests of mountains and fields.
The old lady was reluctant to light lanterns. She took Xiao Baojing through this rugged and dark mountain road with her decades of memory.
The old man's palms were rough and dry, like the vicissitudes of life.
Xiao Baojing was silent and could not comfort her with words.
Back to the small paper shed village, the old lady lit the candle and started kneading the dough.
Round and white dumplings were put into the pot.
Xiao Baojing sat behind the stove hole and heard the old man slowly say, "They are always anxious to walk. During the Chinese New Year, they refuse to even have a meal at home."
< br>Xiao Baojing stared at the burning flames in the stove hole, guessing that the mother-in-law was probably talking about her remarried daughter-in-law and two grandchildren.
"I always hope that they can stay at home for a few more days. I prepare bacon, sausages, and snow dishes every year, thinking that they might leave after the Spring Festival this year.
"But they are very busy. Before a bowl of tea is cold, they are leaving.
"They don't want what I prepared either. They went to the city, thinking that they disliked my things to be unclean."
The firelight in the stove cave jumped on the wall behind Xiao Baojing.
It used to be a snow-white wall, but it was just over time. Now it has been blackened. There are pictures of children drawing charcoal on it, with messy lines. Some are chicks, ducks, and puppies. Some are chicks, ducks, and some are A few crooked people are like a family portrait.
The old house is still there, but the people in the family photo can no longer be gathered.
A guzzling sound came from the pot.
The dumplings are cooked.
The old man gave Xiao Baojing a bowl: "Eat."
Xiao Baojing took a bite of the soft and glutinous glutinous rice balls and showed a sweet smile at her: "The glutinous rice balls cooked by mother-in-law are super good. Eat! ”…
Xiao Baojing accompanied the old lady to spend the Lantern Festival before embarking on the road south again.
When she came out of the Paper Shed Village, she had a string of sausages hanging around her neck and holding bacon and snow vegetables in her hand. It was her mother-in-law who had to give her. Fortunately, she secretly put two silver ingots on her mother-in-law's table. She brought it from the Demon God Temple, and I think it would allow her to spend her old age in peace.
I finally walked to the place where the paper shed village was invisible, and Xiao Baojing stuffed the sausage, bacon and snow vegetables into his bag.
She raised her eyes with her hand on the awning. This place was still the boundary of Qingfeng Ridge. She thought that she could enter the border of the Eastern Wei by walking about a hundred miles.
Xiao Baojing hummed the song, thinking about finding a ruined temple to cook bacon rice tonight, when he suddenly smelled a trace of rotten smell.
She accelerated her pace through the dense forest, with a wide view ahead, and there were various corpses piled up by the water, which was exactly the same as what she saw when she first left the Great Wall of Demons.
Her heartbeats faster, she had to cover her mouth and nose, and walked through here with a complicated expression.
But after walking five miles forward, there were still endless corpses.
The corpses here were probably transported by people, which were a little fresher than the ones in front, and did not have such an exciting smell.
Xiao Baojing was about to pass through when he suddenly saw an old man rummaging through the pile of corpses.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
She couldn't help but remind: "These are corpses of monsters and ghosts. It may be difficult for you to find valuable things from them. The corpses gather together are prone to rot and become sick. Uncle, you might as well leave quickly."
The old man looked back and looked back. Glazed at her: "What are you talking nonsense about, little girl?! Who is looking for valuable things?! I am collecting corpses for someone!"
"Collection of corpses?"
"I am collecting corpses?"
"I am collecting corpses?" It was a corpse-driver who was entrusted by someone to take their relatives and friends back to their hometown. What do you know about a little girl? Go and go and play! "
He was wearing a green Taoist robe with his waist on his face. Although the bell is old, it has a wide shoulders and thick back, which shows that it is always engaging in physical work.
He searched for the corpses from the pile of corpses to take back, his hands were red and swollen, and he kept coughing.
Xiao Baojing had heard of the corpse-driver.
They know a secret technique to bring the bodies of a guest who died in a foreign land home, so that they can return to their hometown and be buried.
I didn't expect that she would meet the legendary corpse-driver in this world.
She looked at it for a moment and then continued to set off.
There is a dilapidated temple in the corner of Qingfengling.
At this time, the sky was dimming again, and it seemed that there was a heavy snowfall about to happen.
Xiao Baojing cleaned up a little, lit the candle and started a fire, and then took out the pots and pans and bacon and sausages given by his mother-in-law from his bag.
She cooked a large pot of bacon rice.
Storm gradually raged outside.
When the bacon rice was almost cooked, she vaguely saw someone coming through the wind and snow.
No...
More than one person...
She reached out with some nervousness, preparing to give him a warning if the person coming was not a good person.
After the figure gradually approached, Xiao Baojing saw clearly that he was the corpse-driver he had seen in the daytime.
He was carrying two bamboo poles on his shoulders, and the back of the bamboo poles was densely packed with people.
Just like the zombie film she had seen, these people put their hands on the bamboo pole and jumped and followed the corpse-driver towards the direction of the ruined temple.
Xiao Baojing: Fear!
She held the bowl and moved silently to the corner, watching the corpse-driver step into the dilapidated temple with those "people".
(This chapter ends)