Grave Robber: I became a mortician

"What a strange smell!?"

Once here, Ding Sitian covered her nose with a disgusted face, looking very uncomfortable.

Ye Yun and Lao Yangpi looked at each other, and said in unison: "The corpse stinks!"

Ding Sitian was startled and almost ran out directly.

"This should be the crematorium!"

Ye Yun looked at the small iron gates of about one meter on the wall, just suitable for putting a corpse in vertically.

In the corridor, there are also several flat-bed carts, which seem to be used to transport corpses.

"There are a total of eighteen crematoriums here, more than the average crematorium."

Ye Yun's face was a bit ugly: "It seems that the devil is here, and he has to deal with a lot of corpses every day."

Hearing what Ye Yun said, Ding Sitian also looked angry: "My uncle beat the devils back then. I heard from him that in Shanxi, after the devils fought, they either ignored the corpses or piled them together. Bury it, why would you want to build such a crematorium and burn these corpses?"

Lao Yangpi replied casually: "Does that matter? The devil is in our Inner Mongolia. He deliberately found such a place where no shit is found and built such a big building. It must be doing something shameful."

"It's like when I was young, with my child and his mother, sometimes I did things in the field, and I had to clean up after I finished."

Lao Yangpi didn't care about Ding Sitian at all, his face was already blushing, and he continued to analyze: "These devils, who murdered people and burned their bodies, must want to destroy the evidence."

At this time, the torch in Ye Yun's hand was about to go out, and he happened to see some shrouds hanging on the wall, so he took them down casually.

He also knocked down a few pieces of wood from the shelf next to the corpse disposal medicine, wrapped the shroud in it, and made some torches.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as destroying the corpse!"

Ye Yun looked at the shroud and wood in his hand: "The devil is an island country, where resources are poor, so everyone is a master of stinging."

"There was even a tradition in the past. If a person is old, if he is not dead, in order to save food, the son will carry the elderly parents and send them to the mountains to let them fend for themselves and save food."

Ye Yun looked at the shroud made of old clothes in his hand: "The devil is willing to build a cremation room and use precious oil to burn the corpse. Obviously there is a reason for doing so."

Ding Sitian said angrily: "I heard that Unit 731 specially used us people as experiments. Could it be that some corpses have poisonous gas and viruses, so they have to burn them?"

Ye Yun shook his head: "No, the devil is still strict, especially for his own life. If it is really a virus, even burning it cannot guarantee 100% killing of the virus."

"There is only one possibility. The corpse needs to be burned specially to get rid of the trouble forever."

Listening to Ye Yun's tone of voice, Ding Sitian already felt a little bad, and subconsciously asked: "What's possible?"

"Zongzi!" Lao Yangpi was also a veteran of tomb robbers after all.

All grave robbers know that sometimes black donkey hooves may not be effective against zongzi.

The most effective way is to completely burn the zongzi to ashes.

"Zongzi?"

However, Ding Sitian couldn't understand Lao Yangpi's slang, and asked innocently: "Devils also celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival? And why are they burning zongzi?"

"Silly girl, Zongzi is a zombie."

Lao Yangpi explained with a smile: "The zombie is wrapped in a shroud, isn't it exactly the same as the wrapped rice dumpling!"

Hearing Lao Yangpi's explanation, Ding Sitian was completely left with a psychological shadow, and never dared to eat zongzi again, and was even very afraid of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Seeing Ding Sitian's frightened face, Lao Yangpi smiled and comforted him: "But don't worry, once these zombies are burned to ashes, they will never..."

Boom!
As Lao Yangpi was talking, he suddenly heard a loud noise from the cremator beside the corridor, as if something had fallen and was struggling to get out of the cremator.

Boom!Boom!Boom! ...

Sure enough, there was only a violent knocking sound coming from the crematorium, and even the iron door of the crematorium was knocked violently from the inside. The iron door was trembling constantly, as if it might be kicked open at any time.

"Longevity, the old man has opened his eyes today. The rice dumpling has been burned to ashes, and yet he can cheat corpses in the crematorium!"

Lao Yangpi, who was talking and laughing just now, was as frightened as Ding Sitian when he saw this scene, and quickly hid behind Ye Yun.

Ye Yun's face also darkened, looking at the iron door of the cremator that kept kicking, he reached out to touch the talisman.

However, Ye Yun felt empty, and only then remembered that when he dealt with those gnats in the Hundred-Eyed Demon Cave, he was completely exhausted.

"When this zongzi is finished, I have to take the time to draw more talismans to defend myself!"

While Ye Yun was thinking, he was preparing to recruit Zhang San, the bloody corpse.

Boom!
At this moment, the iron door of the cremator finally couldn't bear it and was kicked open.

Then I saw a big black, greasy hand sticking out from the cremator, which looked like it was burnt.

Seeing the scorched hands, Lao Yangpi scolded quickly: "The devil is really stingy, and he is reluctant to give up the materials for burning the corpse, so he didn't burn it clean."

Ding Sitian screamed in fright.

I saw those two black hands clawing at the door of the cremator, trying to use their strength to crawl out of the cremator.

Naturally, Ye Yun wouldn't let it come out easily. Seeing a cart transporting corpses just beside him, he kicked the cart over.

boom!
The cart smashed against the black hand that was holding on to the door, and there was a cry of pain from inside the crematorium.

"This zombie is really powerful, and it still knows pain?" Lao Yangpi looked curious.

Ye Yun took advantage of this opportunity to recruit Zhang San, the bloody corpse.

As soon as the blood corpse Zhang San appeared, he immediately raised his sharp claws, intending to cut off the two black hands that were standing by the door.

"Keep your hands!"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the other side of the stairs.

I saw the fat man running down panting. Seeing the blood corpse Zhang San, he was about to cut off the black hand by the door, and hurriedly shouted: "That's Lao Hu!"

Fortunately, the fat man appeared in time, Ye Yun heard that the master of the black hand was Hu Bayi, and at the critical moment, he hurriedly took the bloody corpse of Zhang San back to the treasure house of ten thousand burials.

"What the hell are you doing? How did you crawl out of the cremator?"

Seeing the fat man crawling Hu Bayi out of the crematorium, who was covered in jet black, Ye Yun asked with a grim expression.

Sure enough, Hu Bayi at this time is still too young, has little experience, and is still too frizzy.

The fat man looked at Hu Bayi, who was covered in black and oily, and said with a smile, "Old Hu, you're really confused this time!"

But Hu Bayi said nervously: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, help, there is something in this cremator, and it's a big guy!"

(Thank you Bishop Xiaoyao for the reminder, there will be more changes today, but it is estimated that it will be past zero, you can watch it tomorrow)