Unexpectedly.
In these mountains, I encountered the old hag of the yellow weasel again.
However, this creature fled upon seeing us.
In these mountains, it was also a night of heavy rain.
We really couldn't catch her, nor did we have anywhere to pursue her.
There was nothing we could do, so the matter had to be dropped!
As for Master, a hint of melancholy played on his face.
He also let out a long sigh:
"Malevolent spirits are frequent, zombies have emerged, and an old demon has appeared in the mountains.
The heavens, I fear, are truly about to change..."
Mo Ting and I listened to Master's lament, unsure how to respond.
After sighing, Master led us swiftly back to the male zombie.
We saw that the male zombie's chest had been hollowed out.
Let alone the corpse core, not even two pieces of intact zombie flesh could be found on its body.
It had all been eaten by the old hag of the yellow weasel.
Besides the male zombie's body, the surrounding walking corpse bodies also had their heads bitten off and chests ripped open.
Black blood flowed everywhere, and the scene was as disgusting as it could get.
Looking at the surrounding zombie and walking corpse bodies, I felt a measure of worry.
These were all people.
Especially the walking corpses; they were previously missing workers.
If this matter were to escalate, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Before, we had only dealt with ghosts and the like.
After killing a ghost, its soul would scatter, leaving nothing behind.
But with these corpses here, if not handled properly,
And if the investigation led back to us,
We might even be accused of murder.
Therefore, I opened my mouth and asked:
"Master, there are so many corpses here. How should we handle them?"
Mo Ting frowned:
"Why don't we dig a pit and bury them all?"
Master shook his head:
"It's not a problem. In our line of work,
We won't let these matters tie our hands."
With that, Master, carrying the rain, took out his mobile phone.
However, after pressing it a few times, it wouldn't turn on.
Seeing that Master intended to make a call, I handed him my phone.
Because it was stored in my treasure bag, which was waterproof, it hadn't gotten wet.
"Master, use my phone!"
Master nodded with an "mm."
Taking my phone, he skillfully dialed a number.
The call connected quickly.
I heard Master speak a few words into the phone, reported our location and the number of corpses, and then hung up.
Mo Ting and I stood nearby, but due to the rain, we couldn't hear very clearly.
However, from Master's conversation, it seemed he was calling someone to collect the bodies.
"Master, did you call someone to collect the bodies?"
Master handed me his phone and nodded:
"Of course. We earn our living from the underworld.
We conduct affairs between the yin and yang.
If we can't even handle these minor issues properly and end up in trouble,
How can we continue to make a living in this profession?"
Master was quite confident and instinctively took out his pipe.
He then discovered it was already wet and couldn't even have a smoke.
Mo Ting was curious and pressed me about who Master had called.
Master was direct, saying it was from the crematorium...
He also said that the crematorium, like our "white shops" (funeral services), was the same. Despite the modern appearance of funeral parlors now,
There were people with real skills guarding them.
And we who deal with the underworld are all connected.
In this era, due to the general environment,
There are many areas where both sides cooperate.
Take, for example, various corpse fiends.
Because most corpse fiends are formed from human corpses.
After killing a corpse fiend, the body remains.
If not handled properly, one could end up in jail.
Therefore, we need the assistance of our colleagues at the crematorium.
They can then use their power to manage these corpses.
After receiving Master's explanation, Mo Ting and I finally understood.
Our hearts were filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
It seems our industry is indeed deeply interconnected.
Although it cannot be openly acknowledged, it plays a vital role behind the scenes of the city.
Next, Master instructed me to call Boss Ma.
To have him come and see the results.
And also to collect the final payment.
I had previously received Boss Ma's business card, so I found it and quickly contacted him.
This fellow was clearly not asleep yet.
The phone rang, and he answered immediately.
"Hello!"
"Boss Ma, this is Qin Ze.
We have finished handling the matter.
You can come up the mountain alone now."
I said calmly.
Boss Ma replied repeatedly with "okay."
After hanging up, Master assigned me and Mo Ting some more tasks.
That was to gather all these corpses together, so they could be transported away at once.
Master was coughing quite badly today, for some reason.
So he could only sit under a tree to rest.
Old Mo and I quickly gathered the ten walking corpse bodies and the old zombie's body.
Lined up, the corpses looked quite eerie.
If it were in the past,
Let alone moving them, just seeing this disgusting scene might have made me vomit.
Now, my heart had become numb.
After all, in our line of work, we deal with corpses, ghosts, and the dead...
Not long after, Boss Ma came up the mountain with an umbrella.
Trembling alone, he called out in the mountains.
Upon hearing our response, he hurried over immediately.
However, when he saw the rows of corpses on the ground, he was completely stunned...