The Corpse Guest House (2)

who blocks the road. There will be another one up ahead asking for toll.”I followed my older brother forward, while Jiang Qiyun coldly crossed his arms and kept to me at a distance. His icy aura felt...I picked up my backpack, and Meng Shu hurriedly took it, saying, "I'm here to serve the little princess. Let me do it."

Shi Fatzi and Long Xiaoge also had a car, a large seven-seater one. They laid down the back seats, and three bodies fit inside. On top of them were several boxes of frozen, fresh ice.

It seems that the methods used to raise corpses are all quite similar. Are there deep ties between those who practice this art and their origins

That young man surnamed Long was gloomy and taciturn. On the way, whenever he stopped to rest, Shi Fatty would keep us company by boasting: "The scenery in our place is beautiful! Along the tributaries of the Ye River, nestled between mountains and water, it's truly unique!"

It's impossible... How could a village of zombies possibly be scenic Just thinking about it is terrifying, like every door has a stiff with talismans behind it.

And every person looked fierce and menacing. While Long Xiaogē was considered handsome, his sullen expression was so heavy that just one glance could infect you with gloom.

Driving on the highway and then provincial roads would take a whole day. My brother was exhausted from the long drive, so he told Fatty Shi to split the journey into two days and not rush it.

As night fell, Shi Fatzi led us to a lonely roadside motel.

This hotel stood alone on an ordinary road in the dark, with fields all around. In the distance, a few lights flickered from farmhouses.

There's a large parking lot in front of the building, used for parking and car washing. The first floor houses a roadside restaurant, while the upper floors offer basic accommodation.

Two luxury SUVs with "road trip" decals were parked out front, indicating other guests were staying here.

I couldn't help but frown and ask, "Brother, you said they brought three bodies with them. How did they find accommodation And what about replenishing the ice tomorrow Are they going to scrape frost off people's refrigerators"

"Cut it, you don't need to worry about this These people who walk the rivers and lakes are already shrewd, let's have dinner first, tonight we squeeze into a room, can't sleep separately." My brother said to me.

I nodded, it's fine. With my relationship with my brother, even if he shared a bed with me I wouldn't mind.

We walked into the hotel. Behind the simple bar, a middle-aged woman glanced at us languidly and smiled, "Checking in or staying overnight"

This opening immediately gives off a strong sense of the martial world. Where do people say "eating" as "hitting the top" Especially here in the South, that's something northerners would say, right

There was still a table of people in this simple hall, they must be the travelers from the two self-driving tour vehicles outside. I glanced at them and saw that they were all young people in their twenties.

Shí Pǎizi took out eight hundred-yuan bills and slapped them on the counter, saying to the middle-aged woman, "The money for the fake ID, one night's stay, two rooms, and a dinner."

The middle-aged woman smiled and took the money, saying, “Boss, you’re so generous. How can I only give you one dinner Breakfast is also provided, come down at five o’clock to eat.”

Shi Fatzi nodded to indicate that he understood.

My heart pounded: what breakfast could possibly be coming down at 5am

Could this be a den of thieves When Shi Fatty took out eight hundred-yuan bills, he said, "protection money," it must be a code phrase with the boss lady, right

I, my brother, Meng Shu, Shi Fatty, and Long Xiao Ge are five people. He reminded the proprietress with eight "person's head cards" and there are three more "people" lying on the car outside.

As soon as I thought about it being a dodgy establishment, I felt a bit nervous. The group of young people at the table behind me were chatting excitedly, they seemed to be a group of young men and women who had arranged a road trip online.

A waitress at the restaurant brought them their dishes. She looked to be around twenty years old, fair and beautiful with delicate pink lips. She seemed graceful and gentle.

The organizer of that table of young people should be a rich second generation, constantly flirting with the little sister: "Beauty, leave your contact information!"

"No contact information." Xiaomei smiled and shook her head, but her eyes kept glancing at the rich second generation.

"You don't even have a phone Nowadays, who doesn't have one!" The rich second generation refused to give up, reaching out to grab the other person's wrist, his expression impatient and eager.

All the men and women around were egging him on: "This is a rich, handsome guy! You won't lose out, girl!"

"He claims to be a master at flirting with women, ladies, please ignore him and embarrass him!"

……

We listened silently to the conversation at this table. My brother let out a sneer and said, "Just that look of debauchery and disease!"

That little sister was a bit shy and timid, but her eyes told you she was an old hand at it!

She acted coy for a while, then said to the rich second generation: "Let's talk later, you eat first, I still have work to do..."

The rich kid saw that the other person was half-pushing and half-agreeing, and couldn't wait any longer. He said eagerly, "What are we waiting for Why don't we go to my room and chat"

Whispers filled the room, what were they talking about

The little sister blushed with annoyance and glared at him. She withdrew her hand and whispered, "… I'm not available these two days, don't talk to me!"

The rich second generation grumbled impatiently, "What a small matter! It's just fate... Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you!"

That table of young people laughed hysterically, each one living life to the fullest.

Then the little sister couldn't leave, so she could only nod and say, "Alright then, I'll come to your room later..."

The second-generation rich kid whistled, let go of his little sister's hand, and turned to his buddies, saying, "See A strong woman fears a persistent man. Women can't stand being pursued relentlessly by a gentle approach."

"Screw you, you're still being gentle"

"That's right! Remember to take precautions! Otherwise, you'll really be walking into a knife and out of another! Hahaha!"

Waves of laughter erupted in the hall.

Our table was eerily quiet. Shi Fatty let out a cold laugh twice, my brother snorted dismissively, Long Xiaogē remained as gloomy and taciturn as ever, and only Meng Shu excitedly grabbed my hand and asked, "What does 'entering with a white blade and leaving with a red one' mean Isn't that just a common saying used when making threats"

This... I can't explain it to you... it's something you have to experience to understand.

"So, being human is still pretty great! Talking can be so interesting!" Meng Shu couldn't help but compliment.

That little girl brought us the dishes. Seeing Shi Fatty and Long Ge, she smiled softly: "Welcome to both of you, it's been a long time."

Shí Pàngzi spat out a sunflower seed shell: "It's been ages, Xiǎo Yǎ. You're looking more and more lovely."

This girl named Xiaoya grinned, leaning down and saying, "How about I take care of you—"ies we worship have disappeared..."Their deity, should be Taichi God, a remote and ancient celestial god. Daoists believe Taichi is shapeless and takes the form of an immortal human. For a long time,...