Chapter 29 Chapter 8: The Living Corpse as a Target in the Killing Field

"Boom, boom, boom..." We were still asleep when we were suddenly awakened by a knock on the door. Rubbing his eyes, he saw that the sky was already bright.The Swordsman is waiting outside for us to hit the road. Tian Xiaomei and Wang Erya also wanted to follow, but the swordsman flatly refused, and the two women argued with him.The swordsman looked indifferent and didn't answer. I guessed that the place where we were going to clear the corpses was not convenient for women to enter, and Tian Xiaomei and Wang Erya were afraid that we would dump them.So I persuaded Tian Xiaomei to let them stay here first, and we will come back to pick them up.Wang Erya refused, Tian Gudao threatened them: "If you continue to quarrel, we will not come back to pick you up!"

This trick really worked, and they reluctantly acquiesced. They were still worried, and suggested that the ghost cubs stay with them, but I had no choice but to agree. Tian Gudao whispered to me: "They won't trick the ghost cubs away, will they?" I said: "No, they personally inspected the ghost cub demon's body, and the suspicion in their hearts has not been completely resolved, so they probably won't act rashly." So, we drew a circle around the dead body of the cattle dealer Wu Liucong, chanted a spell, and told the ghosts and demons to keep an eye on the dead body and avoid being disturbed by foreign objects.

"Hold on, hold on!" Gui Zaiyao blinked, said to pay attention, and stood beside the dead body with the flag of Tianlu Corpse. The Broken Swordsman led us to go deep, and estimated that it was half a stick of incense, and came to a remote place where mountains overlap.There are no traces of people, no cooking smoke, and no smell of chicken crowing. Except for the birds in the forest, there are almost no signs of life, which makes people feel like a world apart.Then there are turns, turning one after another, large and small, long and short, steep or slow, fierce or dangerous, a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one turns.My mind is a bit confused, and I vaguely feel that these bends are like a gossip array, which seems to be formed naturally, as if there are traces of artificial carvings, which is specious, making people confused, like entering a maze.

An hour later, we came to a secluded place. From a distance, the terrain here was dangerous, like a tiger preying on it, which made people feel ominous.It is unbelievable that birds and beasts are frequently active in places that are usually inaccessible, but here, although the trees are lush, there is no one, let alone the shadow of birds and beasts, and the silence is suffocating. In a mountain depression, the knife-breaker put his fingers in his mouth and blew, making a piercing and loud whistle.Soon, there were several responses from the other side of the col. When we were wondering, we came to a slightly gentle place in the forest, a shack built at random, lying there very lonely.There are mostly towering old trees here, and a few dead old trees add a bit of chill to this secluded place.

"Kill! Kill! Kill, kill, kill!" Such a ferocious voice suddenly came out from a place where not even a single bird could be found, which really surprised people. My heart tightened, and I searched for the sound, only to see not far away, an adult man was tied to a tree, and a fifteen-year-old boy was stabbing the bound man with a long knife.The young man's attack was vicious and merciless, his eyes showed a murderous look, one knife, two knife, three knife... the knife hit the vital point. Standing next to the young man was a white-haired old man, thin, with cold eyes, but looked hale and hearty, pointing at the side.

I watched my scalp tingle.What the hell!I began to doubt the identity of the man who led us here. This is not for us to drive away the corpses. I am afraid it is a black shop for murder. This is the first time I have seen such a scene of murder without blinking an eye. Throwing out the knife, spinning the knife, bayoneting the knife, drawing the knife, spinning the knife, retracting the knife, the young man kept repeating such movements, one time, two times, three times... unexpectedly, he showed no signs of fear, what a murderous young man! Surprisingly, every time the boy drew out a knife, there was no blood on the knife!Could this be the frightening cold-blooded knife that killed people in the world? !

Tian Gudao asked me softly: "Xiu Cai, is the person tied up in the tree alive or dead?" I said, "If you were stabbed so many times, would you still live?" Seeing our abnormal expressions, the knife-breaker who led the way was very calm: "That's my master who is instructing my junior brother to practice sword skills." When he spoke, he was expressionless, as if he was used to the scene in front of him. The knife-breaker led us to the hut and told us: "Take a break, both of you, and we will talk about removing the corpse after Master finishes work."

After speaking, he got into the shed by himself. "Xiucai, I suspect that the young man and the old man who are practicing are the two figures we met in the cemetery before. I think they look very similar. The one tied to the tree should be the one just dug from the cemetery last night. out of the dead." I was wondering whether the person who was tied to the tree as a target was a living person who was stabbed to death just now, or a dead body. Hearing what Tian Gudao said, I felt that it made sense. I wonder why swordsmen don't use scarecrows instead of using dead bodies as targets in their practice.

Tian Gudao said: "Their experience is worth learning, not bad! There is only one purpose of swordsman training, and that is to kill. In order to defeat the enemy, it is necessary to carry out more actual combat simulation exercises. In this regard, I think such simulation training is very desirable. One can overcome one's inner fears." "Junior brother, look quickly!" I suddenly found that there were many dead bodies not far behind the young man, probably because they were blocked by leaves, we didn't see them just now. Some of those corpses were tied to trees, some were tied to branches, and they were kept in certain postures, such as standing, walking, squatting, or bending over. posture……

"Xiucai, there are still people there!" Tian Gudao let out a scream, and I stopped him quickly, for fear of scaring these killers. Sure enough, I saw two strong men stabbing knives back and forth on the corpses in different postures one after another. The movements and postures fluctuated wildly. They began to approach the corpses in a very ordinary and ordinary posture, and then drew the knives, drew the knives, rotated the knives, and bayoneted them all in one go. Send the knife inside the corpse!Quickly draw the knife, rotate the knife, put the knife back into the sleeve, this is the completion of an attack.Repeatedly like this, without any tiredness, the stabbing became more and more fierce, and the stabbing became faster and faster, it was dazzling and dazzling.A set of movements is natural, coherent, and fast, so fast that people can't believe it. From drawing the knife, to stabbing, and then withdrawing the knife, it only takes a blink of an eye.

Swordsmen pay attention to fast, accurate and ruthless work, and the masters of swordsmen have a very high level.Before making a move, the knife must not be exposed, that is, the knife cannot be seen before it hits the target; outside. For a swordsman, the sword in his hand is his life, the sword is loyal to the master, the master cherishes the sword, the swordsman and the sword are inseparable and integrated.The sword of the swordsman has been used from the beginning of training to when he walks the rivers and lakes, and when he puts away the sword and washes his hands! No wonder the swordsman who led the way wore a broken knife and didn't change it! Out of curiosity, we decided to get closer and see what happened. I saw that the boy in front was still repeating the action of "drawing the knife, rotating the knife, bayonet, drawing the knife, rotating the knife, retracting the knife". Since we came here, he has repeated this action at least hundreds of times. Calculating in this way, it is estimated that there are thousands of times a day! The dead body in front of him had already been stabbed riddled with holes. What was amazing was that every knife he stabbed was so accurate. Although he had stabbed many times, except for the throat, heart and other vital parts, the other parts were actually intact. "Xiucai, do you smell something strange?" Tian Gudao asked me softly, covering his nose. As soon as he reminded him, he suddenly smelled a stench blowing towards his face with the wind, and the stench was mixed with a fishy smell.The strange smell must have come from the corpses behind the young man. When those corpses were dug out from the cemetery, they were not fresh in the first place, and some of them had even begun to deteriorate.After being carried here by the knife hand, he was assassinated every day, and within a few days, it began to rot. "Junior Brother, don't they know the Snow Mountain Curse?" The Snow Mountain Mantra is a kind of Chenzhou Talisman, which can guarantee that the corpse will not rot for 30 days, and it is also a basic skill that the mortician must master.When the mortician drives the corpse, he must recite the Snow Mountain Mantra when sealing the corpse, just to prevent the corpse from deteriorating and rotting while walking. "I think the swordsmen who roamed the rivers and lakes should know the alchemy of the Snow Mountain Curse. Did they deliberately not recite the Snow Mountain Curse? The purpose is to test the swordsman's willpower and endurance?" Seeing those dead bodies cut to pieces, I couldn't help but think of some sayings that are quite popular in our countryside.No matter what treacherous and evil things a person did during his life, he would have to go to hell, but after he dies, he suffers from thousands of cuts every day, and any sin can be washed away!After the monk completes the ritual, the soul can ascend to heaven! On the one hand, I felt sorry for these dead bodies, and on the other hand, I lamented the karma. These dead bodies were stabbed and ravaged by knives. The dead must have been wicked people who did unforgivable bad things. Thinking about it this way, there is no need for sympathy.This emotion is related to my profession. When a mortician sees a dead body, he always has a desire to protect it. This kind of thinking is uncontrollable. "Scholar, look!" Tian Gudao tugged at my clothes. I saw the old man, the young man, and the two strong men in the forest had put their knives into their sheaths. The old man burned incense in front of a rotten and deformed corpse, and then the four of them prayed together.After praying, the old man gestured at the dead body in front of the three swordsmen. Because of the decay, the head of the dead body had drooped feebly, and the face had become blurred.There seemed to be something wriggling on the face, but when he took a closer look, it was maggots crawling, and many small maggots crawled out of the dead body's eyes, nose, and mouth. Suddenly, the old man yelled. The boy walked ten steps away, and then sprinted for a while. Before we could react, the maggot-covered head disappeared.And the boy's knife was also in the scabbard, as if nothing happened. We looked left and right, but we didn't find the head of the dead body.Looking around, I found that the head was hanging on the branch. A gust of wind blew, and the head shook... It all happened so fast! The old man patted the young man on the shoulder, as if to show his appreciation. Then, the three young men put down the headless dead body from the tree, dragged it to one side, brought firewood, and placed it in a circle around the headless dead body.The old man put his hands together and prayed, and then lit the firewood.After a while, a raging fire was ignited on the firewood pile, and there was a sizzling sound. I don't know if it was the sound of firewood branches exploding, or the sound of dead bodies being incinerated... "Cough..." Just as Tian Gudao and I were shocked by the scene in front of us, a cough suddenly came from behind us, which startled us, and when we looked back, it was the knife-breaker. "This is a gift to the gods. Our swordsman business has its own rules just like yours, and we must not destroy them. When we train with dead bodies, we must sacrifice every seven days, burn incense, set candles, and place offerings. Wait until the body is completely The rotten pus flowed, and the stench continued. The corpse was useless, so incense was burned and firewood was set to cremate the corpse. Afterwards, the master would set up an altar for seven days of religious rituals, and then send the ashes to the original grave for burial .” I have always thought that throwing away corpses is something that frightens ordinary people. In fact, the most frightening thing is the practice of swordsmanship.People like us who often deal with dead bodies are shocked when they see such a scene. If ordinary people see it, they will be scared to death.Tian Gudao said, there are mountains beyond the mountains, and heaven beyond the sky. For those swordsmen who have been trained in this way, every time he stabs, his violent aura will increase by one point. After three years, his face will be pale, and his whole body will have a gloomy, cold and murderous aura.If he made a murderous move, people who were a mountain away would not be able to help but shudder!When the swordsman moves with murderous aura, the eyeballs will turn green. People who see his eyes at night will involuntarily feel weak in their hands and feet, unable to walk.If it is the target of assassination, there is nowhere to escape...