Chapter 25: The Corpse of Lü Xiang

On this day, the corpse-buriers, their bodies still aching with fatigue, appeared as anxious and distracted as ever; while working, their attention would drift from time to time.

Would the spirit stones hidden at home be stolen? Would they be discovered?

Their current crux lay in this.

They had never been this wealthy before, so in their hearts, they truly felt uneasy!

Seeing them like this, Du En only shook his head to himself.

Fortunately, the number of corpses today was not high, and there were no strange or ruined corpses; otherwise, they likely would have had to send off one or two just after striking it rich.

Time quickly reached the evening hour.

The strange owls were also retreating, and the gray jackals were fleeing far away.

They were not in a hurry to go back and check on their spirit stones; now, their hearts were filled only with worry for Du En.

This situation caused Du En's brows to lift slightly, and the other corpse-buriers were also somewhat surprised.

The mood was actually very heavy.

In the surrounding mountain forests, there were insect chirps and animal movements; everything had returned to normal.

Upon hearing this, Du En only shook his head slightly: "Old Ning, no need to think too much; after all, thinking is useless."

"You really have become addicted to eating strange owls." Ning Caize had intended to lighten the mood and spoke with deliberate emotion, but his brows remained knitted and his face remained sorrowful; in the end, he simply asked directly, "So, what exactly is going on?"

Still have to go catch a big owl.

"When I didn't see Lü Xiang this morning, but someone else came to collect the protection fee instead, I guessed that he might already be dead, but I haven't seen his corpse either yesterday or today... Choosing to target Lü Xiang specifically, could it perhaps implicate us?"

Looking at their figures, which could not hide their exhaustion, Xu Ran felt slightly relieved and sighed: "You all have it hard too, saddled with so many things and with so few people... Alright, enough talk, hurry and dig the pit, it's getting dark."

Clearly knowing, yet still having a voracious appetite, unable to restrain oneself!

"Wuwah..."

Hearing this, Ning Caize's eyes constricted.

"Is that so? Then it seems it is indeed him."

One must know that corpse-transporters would not be willing to set foot on this wasteland unless necessary.

To forge iron, one must be strong oneself!

The enemy is in the shadows, and their intentions are hard to fathom; therefore, one cannot lose one's footing now. The only thing to do is to try one's best to strengthen oneself and meet all changes with constancy.

Sometimes, being blunt is what truly hurts.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Smacking his lips, Ning Caize found it flavorless, shook his head, got up, and ran off to sleep.

Du En spoke decisively, while the others looked at each other; seeing him still calm, and seeing Xu Ran turn his head to watch, in the end, they only spoke words of caution before walking back.

Carrying two shovels, Du En left the wasteland calmly.

"I'll go take a look."

Du En withdrew his gaze and then changed direction.

Accustomed to the smell of corpses on a daily basis, he had originally thought that the yin-evil black aura mentioned in rumors was just that, but he hadn't expected that upon actually smelling it, he would immediately find it unbearable.

"So, what kind of corpse is being sent as an express delivery this time?"

The sound of cart wheels faded away, and the surroundings became deep and silent.

Compared to corpse-buriers, whose average length of service is often less than a year, the difference is like heaven and earth!

Having just finished burying the corpse, their bodies jolted, and they only wanted to return quickly.

The sun in the west sank bit by bit, and the deep curtain of night slowly unfolded.

A green-skinned water buffalo pulled a flatbed cart, driving straight into the corpse-burial wasteland.

Stir-fried human flesh, it smells so good!

It directly hooks the gluttonous worms in people's hearts, causing their appetite to explode; however, when it truly explodes, it suddenly makes one realize clearly that these are the cooked corpse parts of one's own kind!

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, when he came over last time, I noticed that the little fingers on both of his hands were missing a small piece on one side—it should have been shaved off recently—while the other side was stuffed with mud and grime, staining the nail beds black; that should be a habit caused by years of labor."

Du En's gaze was calm as he filled the pit, one shovel of dirt at a time.

Rumble~

The sound of the corpse-transporter's flatbed cart suddenly rang out at this moment.

Du En then gave a little guidance, telling him not to be completely overwhelmed.

By the time he repeated his old trick, carrying the captured big owl and walking away swaggeringly under the gaze of a group of strange owls, the night was already quite deep.

Before long.

Fragrant!

So fragrant!

It's like a big platter of stir-fried chicken!

The surrounding animals had long since fled, as if following the footsteps of the last living creature to leave, Du En; the stagnation and stillness were expanding outward.

On that flatbed cart, there was a corpse specially wrapped in a bag.

And Xu Ran sighed hesitantly, saying: "Du En, although this is asking too much of you, especially since you are still injured, there is no other way; the higher-ups have given orders that you must be the one to bury it, and not too many people can be involved."

"I want to as well, but this corpse bag is a magical tool; it cannot be buried along with the bag. I have to take it back to return to the supervisor later," Xu Ran sighed.

"Sure enough, there is a problem! So, is this aimed at me? Or is it a test and a warning? Or perhaps, just a coincidence..."

Saying this, he had already walked out.

Du En's gaze became heavy.

Returning to the small courtyard under the stars and moon, except for Ning Caize, the others had already been unable to resist their fatigue and had fallen into a deep sleep, dreaming sweet dreams of counting spirit stones.

He was extremely nervous at this moment, cold sweat streaming down, yet he had wrapped his mouth, nose, and hair as tightly as a corpse-burier.

There was no joy, but rather the realization of a worry coming true!

"..."

Yet they remained this way, appearing exceptionally wary!

This was naturally because among the Corpse Transporters, there were those with true seniority who taught by word and example, leading to this situation.

Watching the setting sun slowly descend, he stood on the wasteland, appearing exceptionally nervous.

The Corpse Transporter was still an acquaintance, Xu Ran.

Because it was indeed so; even if he racked his brain until he was prematurely aged, if he truly encountered an Evil Cultivator, there would only be death.

It was not because that pile of stir-fried corpse was so sinister, but because this corpse was Lu Xiang!

Stop blurting out such hard truths!

Watching that calm and unhurried, steady back, the crowd's emotions finally calmed down.

"Mm, I know. You all go back first; I will bury this corpse and then return."

Barely resisting this sinister situation, Xu Ran truly could not help it; he vomited through the cloth, while simultaneously dropping the shovel in a hurry, retreating rapidly, and running away without looking back.

Ning Caize also thought of these two characteristics; although vague, they matched.

"Back away a bit... Release!"

Du En could understand; he raised his shovel, patted the green-skinned water buffalo that was standing to the side, feeling very restless and uneasy.

It released without wind, shrank to withdraw its body, and quickly floated back into his hand.

At the same time, a burst of fragrance assaulted his nostrils, directly overpowering the stench permeating the surroundings, passing straight through the thick clothes soaked in foul-smelling sweat.

Damn it! Was I discovered!?

It immediately felt as if it had been granted amnesty, hurriedly pulled the cart, and chased after Xu Ran as he left.

Taking a closer look, what was in the pit was a pile of stir-fried meat.

In his backward glance, this wasteland in the dark night was nothing but deathly pitch-black, without the slightest sound.

No matter how one looked at it, one could conclude one thing.

Although he had not seen it with his own eyes, just by the way the corpse bag was packed, the senior Ning Caize could already deduce what kind of fragmented state it was likely in.

Then they joined forces, using shovels to prop up the corpse bag and lift it into the pit.

"Damn it! Why does this sinister black Qi smell so foul?!"

Even though the wasteland during the day and evening was actually not dangerous.

Until a certain boundary.

The crowd was immediately alarmed, their nerves tightening in one breath; they were completely paranoid.

After the sun had completely sunk, he also patted the soil with his shovel, completing this burial.

Hearing such blunt words, Ning Caize fell silent instantly.

Then, looking at the sky, he said nothing more, picked up the spare shovel left to the side, and joined the ranks of digging the pit.

Xu Ran pinched a seal and channeled his energy, his magic power shooting out and pointing at the corpse bag.

What came over was only one person, one buffalo, one cart, and one corpse.

Du En was working as usual, and at the same time answered casually: "Tricks of an Evil Cultivator, and, the corpse is Lu Xiang."

Regardless, the Evil Cultivator lurking in the dark had become somewhat rampant recently.

Du En spoke up.

Targeting by Manager He Bo?

Perhaps a little, it was likely incidental.

This corpse-burying wasteland also seemed to have undergone some changes.

The two then joined forces to dig out the pit before nightfall arrived.

Du En had already started shoveling soil to dig the pit nearby, while casually asking: "Are you not leaving?"

"Calm down."

This corpse is sinister!

Over by the small path, at this moment, a buffalo head also emerged.

And Du En continued his nightly routine.

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(End of this chapter)