Chapter 444: Throwing Corpses on the Street? Gold Everywhere!

Hoo hoo~

The cold wind slashes the face, and the heavy breathing sounds echo intermittently.

In the bitter forest, three people stand around the corpse, not uttering a word.

Their frozen blue‑purple faces show varied expressions, the eyes constantly Transform, sometimes shocked, sometimes fearful…

Lao Li stared at the golden tooth he was pinching in his hand, his Throat rolling, his Finger trembling uncontrollably.

Clack!

The golden tooth fell into the snow, and the nearby Big Yellow barked, ran over and snatched the golden tooth.

Lao Li, seeing this, suddenly snapped awake, kicked the dog hard with one foot, "You damn beast raised by a dog mother, you even swallow things from a Dead Person's body."

Big Yellow let out a howl, spat out the golden tooth, and lay on the ground, wagging its tail in a pitiful way.

Lao Li muttered curses, took a piece of cloth from his pocket, and carefully wrapped the golden tooth inside.

"Are you sure he is the Warlord Leader?" another person suddenly asked.

"The facial features are similar, the golden tooth's position is the same, but the height and build differ," Lao Zhang said.

He thought, it's probably due to the desiccated corpse's body dehydration.

At First glance, he seemed to see the Warlord Leader's majestic Silhouette, startling him to the point of almost Urine‑soaking his pants.

"I'm sure it's not; if he were the Warlord Leader, how could he be buried in a barren mountain ridge?" Lao Li said.

"Exactly, this cursed place has no feng shui, and there isn't even a decent Coffin, just wrapped in a piece of white cloth—impractical."

"The Warlord Leader is surrounded by countless capable and extraordinary people; how could he die so easily?"

Lao Zhang thought carefully, and nodded slightly.

What they said makes sense; a person with such power would not be completely still after death.

Lao Li continued forward, feeling around, and after confirming no important treasure was missed, said, "It should be an Imitation, with no relatives or acquaintances nearby, discarded like a stray dog after death."

"But then again… why turn him into a desiccated corpse?" Lao Zhang asked.

"This…" Lao Li was momentarily at a loss for words.

In traditional belief, the dead find peace by being interred in the earth.

If this corpse is of an unknown person, why make it a desiccated corpse and stuff spices into its belly?

It carries a somewhat contradictory meaning.

Another person pondered briefly, saying, "Since we can't determine the identity, why not toss the corpse outside and let others identify it?"

Lao Zhang and Lao Li exchanged glances; the former nodded, "I think this plan is good; instead of random speculation, let the reporters identify it."

"Those hungry wolves go mad when they smell meat; give this fragrant bone to them!"

Lao Li subconsciously patted his pocket, "If it really is a Big Figure and we can't pin it on us, just dump it on the street and ignore it."

Afterward the three discussed and decided to act under the cover of night.

Lao Zhang, carrying the corpse, sneaked toward the village, while the other two scouted ahead, ensuring no one saw their movements.

Woof woof woof!

Three dogs chased from behind, constantly licking the corpse's Foot, saliva spreading across the ground.

Lao Zhang, his heart rising to his throat at the bark, turned and cursed, "You even dare gnaw a Dead Person's bone, get to the front!"

The scent of spices on the corpse was truly tempting; after a few rounds of licking, the three dogs reluctantly moved away.

The three returned to the village, stole a wooden plank with wheels from neighbor Erdan's house, and under the night's cover, loaded the corpse and hurried toward the city.

"Lao Li, give me a share of the golden tooth; remember to split it with me after you sell it."

"First deal with this unlucky thing, then we'll talk; it can't be done without you."

"How much does a golden tooth fetch? Probably over ten thousand, right?"

"Dream on, this thing weighs less than a handful of soybeans, at most a few thousand."

"A few thousand is enough; it could buy a whole truck of coal for winter and still add a few pounds of meat for the kids."

During the idle chat, the three had already reached the city district.

However, the scene they first saw here was completely opposite to what they imagined.

They had expected the streets at the third watch to be desolate and empty.

But the sight before them left them gaping in astonishment.

The streets were crowded with people, the bustle comparable to a festive holiday.

"What are they… doing?" Lao Zhang exclaimed.

Lao Li had intended to step forward and ask, but remembering the hot‑potato behind him, hurried, "Don't look, first toss the corpse!"

"Oh right!"

To mislead onlookers, they immediately turned and headed toward a narrow alley.

There was a stinking ditch here, usually ignored, perfect for hiding corpses.

But upon arriving, they found it packed with people; they were like on a stimulant, eyes bloodshot, wildly excited.

"Damn it, Xicheng District is summoning evil?" Lao Zhang was stunned.

Suddenly, Lao Li's Corner of Eye caught a glimpse of a golden‑shining object in their hands, about the size of a pebble.

"That's… gold?!"

The other two looked up at the sound, seeing these mad‑like people frantically snatching gold.

"Heaven has shown its spirit, hurry and grab!"

"Mine, all mine!"

"This street is under the Five-Step Snake's domain; put down the gold in your hands!"

"Fuck off, you think the gold is your family's?"

The clamor never ceased in their ears; the three went from being stunned at first to shocked, and then from shock turned greedy.

Looking out, the snow under the dim yellow streetlights was interspersed with flickering Golden Light.

And these natives wandering the road late at night without sleeping were not doing so out of sheer boredom.

They were all holding Shovels, digging into the snow as soon as they saw it.

One little boy was incredibly lucky; after just one scoop he picked up a finger‑sized piece of gold and immediately burst into cheers.

But before he could enjoy it long, an adult beside him snatched the gold from the boy's hand, causing him to wail loudly.

Immediately the boy's parents rushed over at the sound and instantly engaged the robber in a street fight.

Chaos and violence filled everywhere; the street that was usually harmonious turned into a gold‑rush site.

"Where on earth did this gold come from?" Lao Zhang murmured.

"What are you staring at? Go grab it!" Lao Li urged.

While they were stunned, the companions who had arrived together had already left the two behind and rushed into the crowd to loot.

The normally honest, simple folk now barreled through like headstrong bears.

"Where are the bodies?" Lao Zhang asked.

"Never mind; the time it takes to discard a corpse lets you pick up three pieces of gold—worth hundreds, even thousands of pounds of meat!" Lao Li said, breathing heavily.

Hearing that, Lao Zhang snapped to attention, freed his hands, casually tossed the corpse aside, and charged into the crowd.

This night of popular revelry lasted till dawn, with more and more people arriving as word spread, and the scene became chaotic.

At the same time, several people stood by a high‑rise window, sipping red wine, watching the brawl below.

"Boss, we threw out so much gold, it's a huge loss, right?"

"It's a bit of a loss, but the effect turned out surprisingly great."

"What is the leader thinking? None of the brothers have ever handled this much gold, yet he just hands it over."

"Clean up your Mouth, the leader is also something you can mess with? If it happens again, I'll cut off your Tongue!"

"Yes..."