Chapter 13 The Most Beautiful Xiangxi (13)

"Hmm?"

Wei Xun raised his eyebrows. He came here to enjoy the excitement of the journey, not to be a guide. He was very active in participating!

Just now, Wei Xun was comparing what Fatty Wang said with his own understanding in reality.

I have heard of tomb robbery in the north and south. I have never heard of corpse driving in the east and west.

There is a real person named Li Yazi in Luoyang, but Ma Shiyi, who studied abroad, has never heard of him.

Just like in this journey, Wei Xun has never heard of Wuluo Mountain or Xiaolong Yizhuang, but Luo Rongguang led his army to defend Dagukou, which is a real historical event, and it is also true that he was born in Qiancheng County (Jishou), Hunan.

Is it a tourist attraction made up by the hotel based on history, or is there a part of history that is hidden and unknown to ordinary people?

Wei Xun is very interested in folk customs. After so many years of pursuing excitement, Wei Xun's threshold has been very high. For example, the bloody and 'scared' scenes in foreign horror movies can no longer stimulate him.

Over the years, it is those traditional folk legends that become more terrifying the more you think about them, which make Wei Xun more interested.

When he was in the mood, he also wrote a few folk horror novels, enjoying the readers being scared and screaming, and in the end, he stopped writing very badly, to feel the readers' rich negative emotions of anger or reluctance to plead.

He started one and stopped writing one, but Wei Xun wrote well and was quite famous in the niche horror circle.

But no matter how rich his imagination was, the horror novels he wrote were not as exciting as his personal experience.

The passengers were so nice.

Wei Xun sighed again.

Thinking that they would be able to deal with the corpses and drive the corpses themselves in a while, sometimes Wei Xun wanted to kick the passengers away and do it himself.

"Later, what happened next? Hahaha, Fatty, I'm really showing off my skills in front of Brother Jiu. Brother Jiu is testing me."

The Fatty, who was originally chatting happily and pretending to be mysterious, was frightened by Bing Jiu's question. His fat face turned pale and his laughter was very awkward, just like being caught by the class teacher playing with his mobile phone during self-study class. He didn't dare to say more, and blurted out everything:

"Later, the two factions separated. Ma Shiyi changed his surname to Lin, named after the "East" in the East, and called himself the East School Corpse Driving. Lin Shiyi became the leader of the East School Corpse Driving. Later, during the Republic of China, the whole group moved to Hong Kong. The family here does not recognize them, but outsiders, in order to distinguish them, later called the family here the West School Corpse Driving. The West in Xiangxi, not the West in the West. The leader of the West School Corpse Driving of that generation was Lin Shiyi's brother, Ma Laosi."

"The East School Corpse Driving has two corpse drivers in a team. The former carries the talisman water, The first is called "the one who carries the water", and the second is called "the one who holds the talisman". Before reaching the destination, the talisman water cannot be spilled, and the talisman paper must be intact. The Eastern School of Corpse Driving emphasizes that there is no distinction between the dead, and any Chinese who want to return to their roots will be driven. "

"The Western School of Corpse Driving uses a small Yinluo and a soul-catching bell, also known as Chenzhou Corpse Driving. There are many methods to deal with corpses, and it is easier to drive them. It does not require two people, and one person can also drive the corpse. However, they still abide by traditional rules and pay attention to three drives and three no drives. "

"Those who were beheaded, hanged, and died standing in a cage can be driven, They didn't die voluntarily, they have a lot of resentment and a strong obsession to return home. In other words, their souls are still in the bodies and haven't left. "

"Those who died of illness, committed suicide by jumping into the river or hanging themselves, and those who died of lightning or fire cannot be driven away. The souls of those who died of illness were taken away by the Black and White Impermanence, and the ghosts who jumped into the river and hanged themselves found scapegoats, and their souls have already "handed over". Those who were struck by lightning are very serious, that is, they are people with serious sins, and the bodies of those who died of fire are incomplete, so these cannot be driven away. "

"Ma Laosi was the leader of the Western School of Corpse Driving. "

Miao Fangfei is very smart, and Xiaolong Yizhuang "When they sent the martyrs home, they stayed at Xiaolong Yizhuang."

"Yes, Captain Miao's memory is like this."

The fat man happily raised his thumbs: "So I said, we should follow the Western school's path."

He pointed to the pile of things that Miao Fangfei had dumped on the table: "Cinnabar, Chenzhou Talisman, colorful cloth strips, all of which are used to make corpses. Captain Miao, it should be written in the manual."

"Yes."

Miao Fangfei nodded seriously. She just read the book "Old Crafts: Making Corpses" at a glance.

"All the things needed to make corpses in the manual are in the cloth bag."

Miao Fangfei said coldly, not looking relaxed.

"These materials are full of yang energy, without any evil resentment."

Xu Chen nodded. He was a rather gentle and handsome man, with a faint green light in the depths of his pupils, looking a bit like a wolf.

[Resentment Perception (Green Title): You have some kind of eye disease and can see inexplicable gray air! Be careful, the more people know, the faster they die~]

"The variables may be in the process of preparation."

They are all old travelers, and they have long stopped hoping for the "good intentions" of the hotel. For such a dangerous journey, since the materials are not missing, it means that the danger is likely to be in the "experience process".

It may be a corpse resurrected, it may be other dangers, or it may be...

"Hiss, this is bad, which corpse should I choose."

The fat man shook his head in embarrassment, casting a shadow on the hearts of the travelers.

Yes, there are more than ten coffins in the main house, and dozens of corpses in the yard.

Which corpses are they supposed to drive?

Although the corpses in the coffins in the main house are more like their craft objects. But choosing the right target from dozens of rotten corpses is also a common method used by the hotel.

Experienced travelers never make decisions lightly. It is a decision related to life. No one will leave their life to "probably" or "possibly".

Wei Xun watched their serious discussion with interest and did not interrupt them. Of course, if the travelers knew that these batik cloth bags were taken by Wei Xun from the coffin in the main house after being woken up by the noise at 3 a.m., perhaps their choices would be narrowed down.

But the tour guide cannot tell the travelers this kind of information.

"Before 9 p.m., please bring your "corpse friends" and gather on the first floor of the lobby."

Wei Xun was conscientious and responsible. His words automatically changed to finding the "correct" corpse and handling it before 9 p.m. in the ears of the travelers.

It was 5:30 in the morning. From finding the corpse to handling the corpse, they only had half a day.

Everyone's face was not relaxed. They went to discuss and finally decided to split into two groups. Miao Fangfei and Zhao Hongtu, the two strongest people, went to check the group of corpses in the courtyard, while the others went to the main house to check the corpses in the coffins.

It was not obvious during the discussion, but the closeness of the tourists was reflected when they walked outside. Zhao Hongtu and other tourists gathered together, while Miao Fangfei, Shi Tao, and Lin Xi, the three "people from Bingjiu", walked closer.

Wei Xun did not look at the turbulent relationship between the tourists. He hummed a tune and returned to his room. He closed the door and stood in front of the mirror, and lifted up his upper body clothes.

[Yellow value 1]

"No changes?"

Wei Xun stared at his too pale and thin chest in the mirror, which was like a piece of paper. He looked left and right and could not see any other problems.

After returning from Shi Tao last night, Wei Xun simply used the new scenic spot experience ball to increase the exploration of the new scenic spot "Flying Fox Forest". He originally had 10% progress, and with 45%, it was just over half.

With more than half of the progress of opening up new attractions, Wei Xun received a bonus from the hotel.

... Only 100 points.

How stingy, hotel!

I don't know if it's because Wei Xun took a shortcut, the hotel's reward is particularly stingy.

Wei Xun complained while renewing his day, and the remaining points--

Shh, the dysmenorrhea is really exciting, but it's a pity that it only hurts for ten minutes each time.

Wei Xun, who believes in enjoying life in the moment, had a good time three times.

This is his current information--

[Guide information]

[Code: Bingjiu (only in this journey)]

[Rank: Silver Five Star (Bingjiu's rank) ten ten ten]

[Death countdown 25:14:21]

[Points: 55]

[Spiritual pollution value (SAN): 90]

That's right, when he went to the main house to pick up the batik cloth bag, the refreshed Wei Xun found that there were three huge plus signs after his rank, and in the last column, there was a new numerical item!

[Warning! Your death countdown has been below the safe value for more than 12 hours. The hotel is worried about your situation and has materialized your mental pollution value (SAN value) into a numerical value. Please pay attention at all times! 】

【When you are in a low death countdown state, or are fatally frightened, or are in a state of fear, your SAN value will decrease. During this process, you will have hallucinations, visions, madness, body alienation, etc. When the SAN value returns to zero, you will go completely crazy and become a monster! 】

【Please pay attention to your mental health, and don't over-pursue the power brought by the low death countdown! 】

Putting down his clothes, Wei Xun took off his hat and touched his forehead hair.

There, he felt two small bumps.

It looked like a swelling, but also like-

It was a tender horn that had not yet grown completely.

"I don't feel it."

Wei Xun touched the horn on his forehead and looked at it from various angles. He couldn't see anything in the mirror, even if he pulled his hair apart, he couldn't see anything. This horn was not as noticeable as acne.

"A plus sign appears after the rank... The lower the death countdown, the stronger the combat power? Sure enough, a low death countdown also has a limit."

The SAN value appears, which is the hotel's warning to the tour guide who has always maintained a low death countdown.

However...

"Exciting!"

Wei Xun was very excited. He touched the horns on his forehead and then touched his buttocks: "Can I become a little dragon man?"

"Or a demon? Can I fly!"

Wei Xun forgot whether the monster he turned into in the nightmare had wings. He touched his whole body passionately. Finally, after confirming that there were no other changes except the horns on his forehead that were not as big as acne, he stopped his hands in disappointment.

"From last night to now, my SAN value has dropped by ten points."

Wei Xun muttered to himself, and at the same time-

'Hehe...'

'Hehehe...'

The ethereal and eerie laughter suddenly sounded in the room where only Wei Xun was, right behind him, and the mirror in front of Wei Xun suddenly reflected a highly rotten face full of maggots!