irty people, which looks quite imposing.Walking through the desolate yet vibrant ruins of a mountain forest, I could faintly see some dilapidated houses.It used to be a village of necromancers, now it..."It doesn't matter, young master, I can judge for myself. You must know a lot of things! Be honest!"

My brother roughly dragged him over. He was only wearing shorts. I couldn't get out of the car, so I stayed inside and listened to their conversation.

Old Lin looked to be in his forties or fifties. I didn't know his age relative to ours. He was an outsider, and my brother wasn't bothered with being polite to him. He just grabbed him by the hand and pinned him to the ground.

His face was contorted in rage. He stammered, his voice trembling, "It's not my fault! I know those people have their eyes on you, especially Mu Xiaoqiao, so I warned you out of kindness!"

My brother rode on his back, took out a stun gun and patted his cheek, "You know something, tell me everything, or don't blame me for waking you up."

“I… I don’t know! Those people just bought the processed corpses from me!” Lao Lin struggled until he was exhausted, then lay down on the ground in defeat.

He's been in the funeral business for a long time. This hospital is located in a new area, and most of the people who come here are migrant workers. Sometimes they get into car accidents or fights, and some bodies can't be claimed by their families at all.

Because of high staff turnover, and some people coming from remote mountain villages or being unregistered, it's even difficult to trace where their hometowns are.

Such people accumulated a lot in the morgue, and in the end, there was no other way but to cremate them all together.

Later, the person who came to collect the bodies told Lao Lin that some bodies were plugged with nine orifices jade. When encountering such bodies, they should be immediately frozen and collected the next day.

For this, Lao Lin was also given a lot of hush money.

Lao Lin gradually began to sense something was amiss. He felt that while these people appeared to be crematorium workers, they were actually engaged in activities like preserving corpses, processing them, or even selling them. In his conversations with them, Lao Lin had a sneaking suspicion that these individuals were not who they claimed to be.

Not only is he ruthless and generous, but he also has a legitimate job as a cover.

While helping carry a corpse one time, Lao Lin heard the name "Mu Family". He had always been low-key, and no one knew he was related to the Mu Family. What's more, these people were bold and arrogant, and no one considered him, an old man carrying a corpse, worthy of attention.

He heard those people talking about someone named Mu Yunfan and someone named Mu Xiaoqiao.

“Men can be paired with our Corpse Wives for breeding, right The Corpse Wives in the village now are related to us, and they can’t produce many healthy offspring. This man can be used well. As for the woman, I hear she's fair and beautiful. Just looking at her makes my dick twitch! When the baby in her belly is born, we can lock her up and play with her slowly! Let her give birth to more pretty female babies to carry on the lineage.”

This is what those people said.

I was so angry that I felt my breath caught in my chest, and even my brother turned dark.

Lao Lin's large scar on the corner of his mouth twitched twice: "I already warned you, whether you listen or not is your business! I didn't harm you!"

My brother stood up from Lao Lin and pulled him up, asking, "Where do these people usually hang out"

"I only know that these two who often come to collect bodies, they seem to be crematorium employees, one called Lao Jiao and the other Wang San. I guess those aren't their real names."

It seems we've really run afoul of a necromancer.

Lao Lin wiped the blood and dust from his face: "For what little we have in common, I'll warn you that the whereabouts of Jiuqiao Jade's corpse are special. If you're not afraid of death, go find these corpse refiners yourself. I feel they hide their tracks in society, but they definitely move when they smell a corpse... Just now I was scared by a half-body ghost shadow. They thought I did it and wanted to kill me... I need to hide for a while."

My brother, after hearing this, looked at Jiang Qiyun and sought his opinion. Jiang Qiyun addressed Da Bao and said, “Contact all the Yin officers and investigate these people with heavy corpse qi. Once you find their whereabouts, report it to Ye You Shen immediately.”

"Yes." Dabao knelt respectfully on the ground.

Lao Lin saw him bowing his head to empty space, and in astonishment asked, "T-there are ghosts here"

Where's he scary

Jiang Qiyun's face turned icy and sinister. After hearing Lao Lin recount those lewd words, his expression...nearly froze the water vapor in the air!

I still remember how merciless he was when he got rid of Zhang, the homeroom teacher.

On the way back, I couldn't help but urge him, "You must absolutely, positively not add any more karma! These are people, and it's our responsibility to solve this. Your eyes aren't even healed yet..."

He rested his chin on the side of the car door, supporting himself with one hand, and replied with a noncommittal "hmm."

I don't know if he heard any of it.

》》》

“A village that practices raising and refining corpses” After hearing our report, the old man on the phone pondered for a long time before saying, “When I was young, I specifically went to look for it. It seemed like there was a place called Mi Jiangtuo Township in Xiangxi, but there is no such name on the map, and no one has ever found it.”

I have a bit of regret in my heart. I was still thinking that if we could find their headquarters, I would let Uncle Cheng Su act as a law enforcement officer to investigate it. He would definitely dig up a pile of skeletons.

Some handwritten secret journals at home that my brother and I have read countless times. None of them, from our great-grandfather, grandfather, to my father, ever mentioned the location of this village, but there was one word repeatedly mentioned - "corpse cultivator".

These people raise corpses, using the ghostly aura of the dead to cultivate the path of the Corpse Immortal. However, because their sins are too heavy, even if they gain great magical power, they are easily killed suddenly and violently, meeting a bad end.

I huddled in my computer chair, researching information. My phone buzzed twice; it was Yincha Daobao.

"Little Lady, I found Old Lin's hometown. When should we go take a look"

I tilted my head and thought for a moment, then replied with an 8:00 AM departure.

I've been sleeping well lately, so starting at eight o'clock tomorrow will be no problem! While I was brushing my teeth, I was thinking about what to bring with me when I go out tomorrow.

When I came out of the bathroom, Jiang Qiyun was already lying on my bed on his side.

He supported his head with one hand, as if meditating. His fingers were distinct and strong, so beautiful, yet sometimes violent and vicious. They filled me with both shame and helplessness.

"What are you daydreaming about" he said, his voice laced with a hint of danger, without even bothering to raise his eyelids.

I could see the smirk on his lips clearly!

"...I have to leave at eight tomorrow morning." I said cautiously.

He chuckled softly and pulled me onto the bed. The moment his icy skin touched mine, my body surrendered all resistance.

"It's still early, eight o'clock. I've let you go for a few days already, and the scent of me on your body has faded... If I don't replenish it, how can I claim ownership Hmm"

In my drowsy state, I inexplicably recalled what my brother had said. My brother, that rascal, has a venomous tongue and somehow manages to make his words irrefutable...have to let them return to their homes, engage in production, and become self-sufficient...""If you're short on money, just say so. My brother and I can chip in some more. To be honest, money is alrea...