Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The costumes of these people are divided into three styles.

Although the clothes of the two people did not look gorgeous in color, they were exquisitely dressed and wore velvet cloaks. They had obviously come off a carriage, and the three people surrounding them were obviously servants.

As for the other eleven people, they obviously have a different style. They play short, wear wallets, wear leggings and wrap their hands. They look very capable, a bit quack-like and a bit different.

Three kinds of people also have three kinds of temperament, which may be dark, bright or mixed. With just a glance, everything seemed clear to Yi Shuyuan.

At this moment, the people outside the door could clearly see the appearance of the person who opened the door.

"So many people?"

Yi Shuyuan frowned in surprise, as if seeing the crowd, he subconsciously stepped back.

"Master!"

Shi Sheng stood up by the bonfire in the inner corner.

As soon as they saw Yi Shuyuan's appearance and Shi Sheng beside the bonfire, many people immediately relaxed.

A middle-aged man wearing a turban and a short beard walked forward quickly.

"Scholar, we are just passers-by. We are looking for a place to camp for the night. There are still some places in this old inn. How about letting us rest together?"

Warlock?

Yi Shuyuan looked outside with a cautious and helpless tone.

"This is not my home. If you want to rest, you can rest."

"Thank you very much!"

Yi Shuyuan nodded, looked outside again, then went back to the inner corner and sat next to Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng was not afraid at all, he walked closer to Yi Shuyuan and asked curiously.

"Master, there are so many people, what do they do?"

"Nothing, just passing by, let's sleep for a while."

Shi Sheng immediately shook his head.

"I've slept enough, I'll need to regain my strength soon!"

While talking, Shi Sheng kept staring at the new passers-by with curious eyes. Some people had already entered the house to clean up, while others were making preparations outside.

The person cleaning the floor would look back at Yi Shuyuan in the corner from time to time. He would either smile back or show no reaction.

Outside the inn, the man who had just talked to Yi Shuyuan was untying the ropes that fixed the coffin, but he was only untying the ropes that fixed the coffin and the oxcart, and the coffin itself was tied with ropes.

After all the ropes that needed to be untied were removed, four of them stood at the four corners of the coffin, holding the base of the coffin with both hands.

"One, two, three, get up!"

Following the leader's order, the coffin was slowly lifted by the four people, and then they walked towards the interior of the inn.

"Be careful, be careful, don't knock yourself!"

Two well-dressed people watched carefully from the side, calling a few people to be careful from time to time.

A group of people inside were busy for a while. When they saw the coffin coming in, they all got out of the way or went to meet it.

"Hey, why did you bring the coffin in?"

Yi Shuyuan finally spoke.

A man in a cloak quickly stepped forward.

"Nao Nao Nao Nao, you can make a fortune by seeing the coffin, it's okay, it's okay!"

The warlock who had just chatted with Yi Shuyuan at the door was now directing the four coffin bearers. They shouted slogans in a low voice, and then slowly carried the coffin to the inner corner.

"Okay, that's it, put it down slowly!"

The ground was covered with withered grass and several square logs that had been brought here. At this moment, the coffin slowly lowered and was finally placed on the square logs with a dull "bang" sound.

The warlock nodded slightly, then looked at Yi Shuyuan over there, and explained with a smile.

"Scholar, if it rains and the coffin is wet, we will bring it in and take care of it. We have tried our best to choose a path so as not to disturb others. We happened to bump into it tonight. Please forgive me!"

"well"

Yi Shuyuan shook his head and sat down, but Shi Sheng kept staring curiously.

After a while, the carriages, cattle and horses outside were fixed to the stables of the old inn. The three servants finally came in and closed the door of the inn.

The howling of the cold wind suddenly weakened, and the cold was partially isolated outside.

"Scholar, how about borrowing a fire?"

"Please do it!"

After Yi Shuyuan said this, the warlock walked up to them. Although he squatted down to draw firewood, his eyes carefully looked at the two people in the corner.

Then a burning log was pulled out, and the man thanked him and returned to the crowd over there. Using this stick to light a bonfire would definitely save a lot of trouble.

As another bonfire rose, the group of people over there obviously relaxed a lot. The flames brought not only warmth, but also a sense of security.

"Everyone, be careful. Don't sleep too hard and keep an eye on the people over there."

A person who got off the carriage was making a fire. Hearing this, he looked at Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng again. At this moment, Yi Shuyuan was breaking open a toasted bun and giving half of it to the child.

"Master, this is just a scholar and a book boy!"

"That's a bad statement. When you take such a young child out without crying or making a fuss, you'd better be more careful."

A stand was added to the bonfire, and the pot was quickly set up. It was not a new stew, but a pot of frozen broth. It was just thawing at the moment.

Soon the fragrance filled the interior of the old inn.

Shi Sheng lay on Yi Shuyuan's lap and stared at the group of people opposite, swallowing saliva.

"Master."

Yi Shuyuan also looked over there, and happened to see the warlock standing up and walking over with a wooden bowl in his hand. There was a wooden spoon on the side of the bowl, and steam was rising from the bowl.

"This is a pot of broth that was simmered during the day. It was heated up and some new ingredients were added. If you don't dislike it, eat some!"

"I don't mind it, I don't mind it! Thank you very much!"

Yi Shuyuan stood up and took the broth with both hands. He sat down and filled a ladle with soup and meat. Shi Sheng lay beside his legs looking forward to it, but he still said something.

"Master, you eat first!"

Yi Shuyuan did not refuse. He took a bite first, chewed and tasted it, then took a spoonful, blew on it and handed it to Shi Sheng, who then ate it.

"tasty!"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the person who delivered the soup and expressed gratitude again.

"Thank you very much!"

"You're welcome!"

The man returned to his side of the crowd and looked at the unsuspecting looks of Yi Shuyuan and Shi Sheng. It was obvious that they did not look like they often traveled around the world.

The food has already been eaten by the campfire here. The dry biscuits are paired with the broth. Not to mention how fragrant it is on such a cold winter night.

"Eat quickly and take a rest after eating."

"Yes!" "Got it!"

"Master, the corpse in the coffin"

"Don't worry, just calculate the time and it will be just right when you get to the place. Feed one tonight."

"yes!"

Except for a bowl of broth, there seemed to be no interaction between the two sides. More than a dozen people were eating and chatting here, until Yi Shuyuan sent back the bowl and spoon after finishing the broth.

Yi Shuyuan walked to the crowd over there with a bowl and spoon. Someone had already stood up and took the things.

"Thank you very much!"

"Scholar, do you want some pancakes?"

"No."

Yi Shuyuan shook his head and glanced at a cage covered with cloth in a corner. Hearing the "clucking" noise inside, plus the smell of chicken, it was obviously a chicken cage with more than one chicken. .

After the greetings, Yi Shuyuan went back, and the two parties no longer had any interactions for the time being.

As the night progressed, Yi Shuyuan paved the ground with thatch and slept in a corner facing the wall with his arms and clothes as pillow. Shi Sheng lay on the inside next to him, wrapped in a small blanket.

Most of the other group of people had also rested. Except for the night watchers, there was only the occasional popping sound from burning firewood in the room.

On the eve of Zishi, Yi Shuyuan's eyelids moved slightly, while Shi Sheng opened his eyes.

"Master."

Shi Sheng called softly, but did not see any movement from Yi Shuyuan.

On the other side, the night watchman walked to the chicken coop, lifted the black cloth covering it, then opened a gap in the cage, reached out and grabbed a live chicken, and then walked towards the coffin.

"Kick-kick"

The chickens in the chicken coop were making a fuss, but the chicken in the man's hand was choked and could not make a sound.

Shi Sheng had already gotten up and lay on Yi Shuyuan's body, and Hui Mian's furry little head emerged from under the blanket.

"Click."

The chicken's crow suddenly stopped. The neck of the chicken in the man's hand was twisted directly, and his throat was pinched directly with his nails. Then he held the chicken's head up and down, and a wisp of chicken blood fell from the chicken's neck during the hen's twitching and struggling. Falling everywhere.

There was a small crack on the coffin lid. The chicken blood fell on the coffin lid and basically flowed into the interior of the coffin along the gap.

"Bang, bang, bang."

There was a slight vibration inside the coffin, which made the man holding the chicken tremble, but the coffin quickly calmed down and the man breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the man suddenly noticed something, turned his head and looked to the other side, and found the child covered with a blanket looking here curiously.

Seeing Shi Sheng staring blankly, the man thought he killed the chicken and frightened the child. He felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only smile at Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng stared at the man and showed a sweet smile.

For some reason, the man felt that this smile was particularly clean and pure, and it seemed to soothe his somewhat tense nerves.

"Shisheng, sleep."

Hearing Yi Shuyuan's cry, Shi Sheng said "oh" and continued to lie down.

Although Yi Shuyuan did not open his eyes, he knew exactly what happened.

I thought they were just transporting dangerous coffins, but I didn't expect that they were killing chickens and raising corpses. Apparently the corpses in the coffins had been transformed, and they had actively provoked this transformation.

The warlock seemed to be quite nice just now, but he actually took the initiative to let the corpse that was already undergoing corpse transformation see blood. There was something evil about it!

After the chicken blood entered the coffin, the evil spirit inside was obviously intensifying, and had even faintly seeped out of the coffin.

"Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click."

There was a somewhat scary creaking sound from the coffin. It was the sound of the coffin wood, the sound of the ropes binding the coffin, and some heart-wrenching sounds.

Among the group of people who were resting, the warlock woke up, and his disciples also stood up and looked at the coffin.

After a while, the movement of the coffin stopped, the nervous disciples breathed a sigh of relief, and the warlock spoke slowly.

"No fuss, no big deal, rest!"

Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes and looked down at Shi Sheng, who was curled up in his arms. The latter's eyes were wide open, and he was obviously a little scared.

"Master, what is that sound?"

"The sound of fingernails scratching the wood."

"Are these people warlocks?"

"So be it!"

Shi Sheng lowered his voice to the lowest level, grabbed Yi Shuyuan's lapel and asked again in a breathy voice.

"Can the coffin trap the contents inside?"

Yi Shuyuan thought for a moment and said truthfully.

"Can't be trapped."

It is obvious that the evil spirit inside the coffin is far stronger than the power wrapped outside. It is not a question of when it will be broken, but when the contents of the coffin want to be broken.

The thing inside is already intelligent, and it is observing the outside!

Is this people raising corpses, or corpses raising people? ——

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