Otherworldly Merchant

The saying goes well, how powerful people are.

Not long after that, you did what I asked you to do, and you laid the red cloth flat on the white bone.

The clock in history has no brilliant talent, I didn't expect to end up like this!

I sighed, indicating that two people covered the coffin, then circled the coffin three times with a red wire, and where the wires were connected, I wore a piece of copper coin from the dry run period, and I made a living knot.

At the end of the process, I climbed up from the grave pit, indicating that I could bury the earth.

As per the rules, I should say a few guest words at this time so that the soul in the tomb can rest in peace. So I cleared my voice and said, "The clock is not gorgeous, the clock is not gorgeous, everyone is gone, what do you still care about ugly? Hurry up and throw in the tire...”

Before I finished, there was a sudden fire in front of me, and the whole grave burst into a loud noise.

If Zhao Wuyang's eyes hurried me aside, my clothes had to be lit. Even so, my eyebrows and Liu Hai were burned a little.

The other two people responsible for burying the dirt were less fortunate than me. They were all on fire. The crying father screamed and rolled with his mother. Immediately, someone took off their clothes to help put out the fire. The skin of the two people who were exposed was still burned with blisters.

Li Mazi looked pale and asked me: “Zhang Jia Xiao, how are you? Are you all right? ”

I hurriedly stood up and looked at Zhao Wuyang with gratitude. I watched the fire of the bear in front of me go out of my mind.

How did that happen?

Why did the good end suddenly start a fire?

What did I do wrong?

Impossible. I'm totally following the rules. Besides, this isn't the first time I've done this.

I looked back and suddenly realized something was wrong.

I just mentioned Zhong Wuyan's name, the fire will burn soon, can't you name Zhong Wuyan?

After death, the soul is immortal, but everything that lived has gone away, only the name belongs to itself. I call her by her name. She should be glad.

Aren't we buried here in the middle of nowhere?

I was frightened by my own thoughts and thought about it, except for this explanation I couldn't think of a more appropriate reason.

If it wasn't Jong-woo, who would it be?

Seeing how overreacting it is, there's obviously quite a resentment for the name Zhong Lao Yan.

I want to think about it or not.

At this moment, Li Mazi suddenly pointed to the place where the mirror was placed in the distance and said: "Brother Zhang Jia, look, the mirror is missing! ”

- What? - What?

I turned around in a hurry, just when we were dealing with the tomb, that mirror was just under the big tree not far away, and now it was empty, only red cloth hanging on the branch, like a big mouth, smiling at me sarcastically.

All I can do is bite my teeth and tell someone to put out the fire first.

The fire was very unusual and had been burning for almost three hours before fading out. During this period, we thought of all kinds of ways to extinguish the fire, but it didn't work at all.

To be ridiculous, every time we set the coffin on fire, it was the first time we helped put it out.

After the fire gradually extinguished, despite the burning dirt, I jumped into the grave and carefully searched, nothing but the ashes of the coffin, even the dead bones disappeared.

In theory, people who have been dead for so long have lost their bone marrow. There is no oil or water. It is very unlikely to burn. Even if it burns to ashes, there should be traces.

It's kind of weird.

And not only that, the missing mirror, it's not in the pit.

Li Mazi pulled me up and asked nervously, “Where's the mirror? ”

“Not here.” I shook my head and told the villagers to fill the graves.

On the way back from the restricted area to Salt Free Village, the villagers didn't look very good. They deliberately slowed down and pointed at me behind them.

I know, they must be questioning my abilities!

Now that the mirror is gone, no one knows what Salt Free Village is about to face.

But when we got back to the village, several women from the village immediately rushed to face us: "Uncle Wang, go home and take a look! Your crazy girl is crazy. She broke the chain. She's carrying a sickle to kill. ”

Coffin openings and graves have always involved the use of cheerful men, so the women have stayed in the village.

Uncle Wang rushed to his home.

I thought about it, and I followed.

When she kicked open the door of Uncle Wang's house, she saw that the crazy girl had broken the chain, grabbed a curved sickle in her hand, pressing Aunt Wang beneath her, and the sickle pressed hard against Aunt Wang's ear. If she gently scratched, her face would be peeled out of a mouth.

Crazy girl is not trying to kill, she's trying to skin Aunt Wang!

Uncle Wang's legs softened and fell directly to one side.

Fortunately, Li Mazi and Zhao Wuyang arrived afterwards, both of them jumped up without thinking, one pressed the crazy girl and one grabbed the sickle in her hand.

Crazy girl screams hysterically: "Let go of me, I'm gonna skin you! Why are you all okay without my face? I'm gonna skin your faces! Give me back my face! ”

I didn't even think to rush into the dirt house where crazy girls usually live, kicking open the door, shooting a strong light in the face, so I couldn't open my eyes.

That's right, that bronze mirror is actually on the table of a crazy girl.

Why would he come looking for a crazy girl?

Do you want to use her hand to avenge the villagers?

I dared not look into the mirror and take off my clothes and put them on the mirror.

When the mirror was blindfolded, the crazy girl in the courtyard suddenly quieted down, she laughed under Li Mazi, even silly, thinking that Li Mazi was playing some game with her.

Aunt Wang's face was cut with a mouth and blood was flowing. At this time, her face was already pale and she was lying there overwhelmed with her wound.

Uncle Wang also replied to God: "What's the matter? Why did the crazy girl suddenly start? ”

I shook my head and explained, "That wasn't a crazy girl, she was covered in dirty things. ”

Aunt Wang said in fear: "I'm telling you, she's so powerful, she just pressed me on the ground. What is this filthy thing? ”

It's not Zhong Wuyan. Who is he? Such a mutation struck me by surprise and worried me a little.

If I hurt a village without salt, my conscience would never be satisfied.

This must be resolved urgently.

I walked back to the Mad Girl's house and carefully wrapped the mirror in my jacket and took it out. Uncle Wang suddenly freaked out: “Why did this thing come to our house?” He waved as if he had seen the god of plague: “Throw it out! ”

“It's useless.” I coldly said, "It's the crazy girl it came to, obviously treating the crazy girl as its second master! ”

Crazy girls hide aside and smile hey.