Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 75 The Code of Conduct for the Misty Tengu

   Jiang Xia didn’t explain it to the little monk, it was too outrageous.

   He first folded his open wings again—it was very tiring to hold it all the time, then walked to the old monk and lifted the old corpse from the ground.

  The man was no longer breathing and seemed to be walking peacefully.

   Jiang Xia wanted to go out with the corpse, but Xiunian happened to be sitting at the door, blocking the way.

   Jiang Xia wanted him to move away.

   The sight of the two sides met, and the little monk covered his heart in panic, and wrote “I’m going to die when it’s over, see me”.

   Jiang Xia: “…”

   He flicked Xiunen aside with his wings, reached out to open the door, and took the corpse into the corridor.

   Xiunian stayed for two seconds, and found that he was still alive, and heaved a sigh of relief.

  … Wutengu doesn’t seem to intend to kill him, otherwise he must have been killed by a look like the old abbot just now.

  Thinking of this, Xiu Nian got up, hesitantly followed after the foggy tengu who seemed to have no ill will towards him.

  The appearance of the foggy tengu is indeed somewhat similar to his brother, but after calming down a little, Xiu Nian intuitively feels that this tengu is not Zhongnian.

  Maybe it’s just an ordinary bump in the face.

It may also be that his brother picked up a young foggy tengu when he was a child. On the way to support, the tengu and his brother grew more and more like him. When he grew up, the tengu went out to travel and came back to find that his brother was dead, so the tengu killed the old abbot to repay his kindness + revenge… …Well, it makes sense when you think about it.

  Xiu Nian approached lightly, and observed the pair of Wutengu’s wings extending from the gap in the clothes, which were folded behind their backs. No matter how you looked at them, they thought they were the real thing.

   He was once again convinced of his brain supplement, and then cautiously asked: “You… what more do you want?”

   I heard that monsters all need sacrifices, and humans need to hold specific rituals for them. Without these, they would eat people.

  Looking like this, the old abbot will definitely become a ration. But after the misty tengu took the abbot, he did not return to the woods, but continued to wander in their temple…

   Xiunian was worried that Wutiangou would eat his brothers and sisters, or two innocent guests, so he wanted to risk his life to discuss with Wutiangu whether he could eat incense instead of people.

   However, when Wu Tiangou heard Xiunian’s question, he didn’t order food, but replied, “I said it just now.”

   “Huh?” Xiu Nian was startled.

   He thought about it carefully and found that Wutengu only said two sentences in total.

  ——It’s actually very simple to make the performance return to the peak. It only needs to add another victim of the ‘Fog Tengu’ here.

  ——…I think, you are very suitable.

   Then, as soon as Wutiangu finished speaking, the old monk died.

  … From this point of view, it seems that the target of Wutiangu is really only the old host who borrowed its name to commit murder.

  This, this is a good monster who doesn’t take anger and is sensible!

   Not to mention that Lord Wutengu avenged his brother.

   Thinking of this, Xiu Nian was very moved, and his eyes looking at Wutengu were no longer frightened, but full of awe and gratitude.

   Moreover, this Lord Wutengu is really not savage at all. He didn’t bang through the wall all the way to his destination as in the legend, but walked along the corridor politely to the confinement room…

   Having said that, Lord Wutiangou is really familiar with the layout of their temple. Shanni Temple is built next to the mountain. In order to fit the cliff, the corridor is very tortuous. Most people come in and turn around for two times and get lost. However, Lord Wutiangou can find the destination quickly and accurately… Xiunian is just guessing for himself. I found the evidence and felt like a genius of reasoning.

   Jiang Xia can’t read minds, and he doesn’t know that the quiet little monk behind him has so much mental activity that he can swipe the screen.

   He took the old monk into the confinement room and looked at the well-like room.

  The new ghost fetus died quite tragically – he was about to bring the beauty back, but he was suddenly “suicided” and watched his childhood sweetheart marry another person.

   Jiang Xia just signed a contract with Zhongnian, who was cheated by him. After signing it, he felt that he was suspected of taking advantage of the fire, so he decided to help the new ghost cut off his obsession, and let the old monk experience the feeling of being hung up by Tiangu.

   However, after coming to the confinement room, Jiang Xia suddenly realized that there seemed to be a problem with the implementation of this plan.

  ——When visiting the temple before, a lock was hung on the door of the confinement room, and visitors were not allowed to enter. Jiang Xia did not come in in order to avoid arousing suspicion.

   Now, standing here, he realized that although the ceiling of this small rectangular room is very high, it is very narrow horizontally, and the length and width seem to be less than three meters.

   Jiang Xia carried the old monk’s body, hesitated for a moment, tentatively spread his wings, and waved it unskillfully.

   With a muffled groan, Xiu Nian, who was standing at the door, was kicked out by him with one wing, and the other half of his wings hit the wall.

   Jiang Xia: “…”

  …The person who made this legend has a problem with the designation of his head.

   How can this fly up, it’s almost the same as climbing up with wings.

   Jiang Xia silently poked the wall with the tip of his wing, made a gesture, and found that it was impossible to fly up, so he had to change the road and plan to walk from the outside.

   As soon as he turned to the door, he saw Xiu Nian trotting back, “Put Tong”, and knelt down on the ground, and apologized in panic: “I’m sorry! It’s all my fault that we made the confinement room too narrow!”

  ”…” Why is this person still here?

Next to    is the waterfall, the rumbling water is so loud that the speech cannot be heard.

   Jiang Xia’s plan didn’t go well, and he was in a bad mood. He waved his wings to chase people away: “You go, don’t disturb me.”

   Xiunen was not very relieved.

But Lord Wutiangu said so, and he didn’t dare to stay. If Lord Wutiangou couldn’t fly up, he would lose face and hang him as a witness on the beam, which would not be very good. …

   Xiunian’s desire to survive finally recovered, he got up, bowed, and ran back to the bedroom.

  The surroundings were a little quieter.

   Jiang Xia took the old monk around the house.

  Although it is also possible to take the stairs to the top of the confinement room, his plan is to hang people in the way of a foggy dog, so if he says it is done, he must take the person to fly up once before it counts.

   And this is the first time Jiang Xia has encountered a winged puppet. If you are not curious, do not want to drive a few laps, that is impossible…

  Compared to wings, the skills of the new ghost awakening are very difficult to describe.

   This skill is similar to death reappearance.

   However, it is a physical “rebirth” and can only act on itself.

   In other words, this skill allows the user to commit suicide with one click using a specific method of death.

  Just now, when the contract ended, Jiang Xia stared at this skill for a long time and decided to pretend it didn’t exist and concentrate on studying wings.

  …

   The weight of the puppet can be adjusted, but the weight of the old monk is fixed.

   Jiang Xia tossed for a long time, stole from the birds in the forest, and finally used his wings to fly up from the outside of the house in the way of a tengu.

  Plan pass√

   Jiang Xia took out a piece of rope and hung the old monk on the beam on the roof of the confinement room.

  The beam has not been taken care of for two years, and a layer of ash has accumulated.

   Jiang Xia carefully used the new organs on the puppet, and finally left no footprints on the beam, only a little wing print.

   But the foggy tengu kills people, what’s wrong with printing a wing print. This is not a mistake, this is the proof that “the foggy dog ​​came here” deliberately.

   Jiang Xia looked at the corpse on the beam, clapped his hands relaxedly, flew around again, and then lifted the puppet.

   When driving the puppet, the physical sensation is not obvious, and when I return to the main body, sleepiness immediately surges up.

  Fortunately, after signing the contract, Jiang Xia first moved the body back into the quilt, and now he can sleep with his eyes closed.

  Jiang Xia yawned, thinking that if he is unfortunate to lose sleep in the future, he can summon this puppet, carry heavy objects and fly a few laps, so that he can sleep soundly when he comes back.

  He discovered the new function of the puppet and fell asleep with relief.

   (end of this chapter)