Chapter 778

Fengxi thinks it's a corpse or something, so she's ready to disgust herself. Besides, it comes from the world's first Fengshui family.

Is she afraid of ghosts? The last time I worked with Huasheng, it was more terrible than this.

During the conversation, the wind lifted the bed sheet. Unexpectedly, it was not a mummy, but a wet corpse.

And it's a man's body. It's well preserved. There's no initial decay in the whole body.

It's just that the man's face is blue and his lips are slightly white, which makes him seep.

"Yu Dali." She called out the man's name.

The man poked his head at the door and dared not come in.

"What is it?"

"What is the origin of this thing?"

"It's from my friend, and I don't know what it is."

"Well, you don't tell me the truth. It's just unearthed. I'm most sensitive to the smell." I can't guess wrong.

The man suddenly felt guilty and explained, "Miss Feng, don't worry that I didn't do anything against the law. This was found in Xiaqiao village. It was dug by the local villagers when they dug the land. My friend and I happened to pass by and gave some money to buy."

"Why do you buy a body? Do you want to be a specimen? " The wind came back and stared.

"No, no, no, I'm a businessman. I just want to see if there's any archaeological value, because when the man found it, he was wearing clothes of the Qing Dynasty."

"What?" The wind suddenly changed her face.

At this moment, the man is wearing a sick suit, so she has no doubt about the clothes of the Qing Dynasty

"I have put away the clothes. I think I can sell some extra money."

"When this man finds out what it is like, you'd better keep it for me. Otherwise, I won't do your business."

Hua Sheng felt that the man was open-minded and concealed too much from himself. He didn't want to take over the business.

How can he let Hua Sheng go? I hurried to another room with the wind and saw what the man had been wearing.

This look, ooh, the wind is really shocked.

The Qing Dynasty's black imperial clothes have some worn-out beads. The black boots are covered with mud. The hats matching the imperial clothes are also very well preserved.

Look at the style of imperial clothes. It should be a six grade suit. It's not an official. It's just that the trouble lies behind.

Along with the clothes appeared a bundle of red rope, a chain, and several curses that had been torn.

Wind Xi took a look at the charm, eyes dark, "this body can't stay, I suggest to cremate immediately, and all the things of this body should be destroyed."

"Cremation? Then I didn't spend five thousand yuan in vain, and You know what? I've just asked a few friends about these clothes and beads. They can sell at least 300000. "

The cold wind swept the man's face, "I ask you, do you want money or life?"

"Here Of course I do. "

"Then listen to me, don't grind haw. Since you believe me, just do what I say. This corpse is not a normal corpse. He has been noisy before and is suppressed by the high people. Look at these broken spells. This is the dead charm of Maoshan, which is specially used to suppress zombies."

"Zombies?" The man's face is obviously inconceivable. He even thinks the wind is nonsense.

"You don't have to doubt it. I don't need to lie to you. In an hour, all these things are burned, otherwise You and your friend are going to be unlucky, because she will remember the smell of people who have touched him, let alone I didn't remind you. "

"Here..."

"Well, I'm done. Give me the 40000 as soon as possible." Wind Xi is a little impatient, more and more disgusted with this man.

"Miss Feng, is there any way to stop the body, and then I'll sell it. Write a token for me. I can't bury it again."

Men also want to be simple, or don't want to lose those money, focus on their own interests, but also let wind Xi write for him.