Zhang Yuanqing knew the correct usage of the tongue after reading the notes.

Immediately walked out of the stone house, walked through the small courtyard, came to the unconscious old man, and stuffed his tongue into the other's mouth.

In the next second, the tongue was miraculously connected, intact as before, as if it had never been cut off.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Yuanqing slapped the old man awake.

The old man opened his eyes, jumped up in horror, and cursed:

"You bastard, you bastard, I can talk now?!"

The old man was full of surprise, and scolded him a few more times to confirm that he really recovered his ability to speak.

"Master, I have something to ask you." Zhang Yuanqing said.

"You bastard, ask, ask you." Seeing the young boy raising a bright knife, the old man changed his words:

"The young man is really pissed. His martial arts are superb. He killed Wang Xiaoer for us all. If you want to know anything, the uncle will tell you everything."

Zhang Yuanqing put away the knife in satisfaction and asked:

"The first question, how did Wang Xiaoer become like this?"

Generally speaking, there are two ways to form a corpse. One is artificially refined, just like he refined the No. 1 dead.

The second is that the corpse is buried in a place with a lot of yin, and the yin energy is absorbed over time, giving birth to weak intelligence and becoming a zombie (yin corpse).

Wang Xiaoer does not fit the second category. If it is the first category, he can turn an ordinary villager into such a powerful Yin corpse, even surpassing the number one dead man.

This method is a bit scary.

The old man grieved and said:

"It's not because he went to the tomb and brought back unclean things. A while ago, Wang Xiaoer, who had been missing for several days, suddenly returned to the village with a large bag of gold, silver and jade objects, saying that he had become rich and wanted to build a whole house. The best house in the village, marry a girl from the provincial capital.

"He asked Mr. Xu, a teacher in the village, to help him look at some antiques and estimate the price."

Antique Zhang Yuan didn't worry about Wang Xiaoer's turning into a corpse, and said:

"What antiques did he bring back?"

The old man recalled:

"At that time, I was on the sidelines to join in the fun. He showed Mr. Xu three antiques. One was a sculpture of a female doll without a tongue. It had a pair of protruding ears. It was black and shiny. It was cool to the touch. Mr. Xu said This is Yin jade, it has to be kept in the tomb for several years before it can be so smooth."

"One is a rouge box. The box is made of silver and carved with flowers. It is beautiful. The rouge in it is as gorgeous as blood. You said this thing has been in the tomb for so long, why not what to do."

"What about the third item?" Zhang Yuanqing asked without answering.

"A bronze mirror, dusty, embedded with a few beautiful stones. Mr. Xu said they were precious stones. It's a pity that the mirror can't reflect people, otherwise it could be sold to the wife of a wealthy family in the provincial capital."

Well, none of these three things are used by living people, Wang Xiaoer can really pick Zhang Yuanqing and can't help complaining.

"Wang Xiaoer sold those three items?" He remembered that he had searched the house for a long time, but found nothing.

The old man nodded, then shook his head again: JrNovels.com