Wangjia Village, next to a Yangtze River tributary, the river terrain is special, the upper part of the drowned bodies, will drift to this, since ancient times is the boundary of the cadaver, Zhang Hao this line to drive away the cadaver, is to take these water ghost business.

Don't underestimate this business, this Yangtze River tributary of the river, every year can drown dozens, coupled with some murder cases, if the years when there is more rain, the dead will be more.

During the Republic of China, the new and old ideological conflicts, the rise of the "forensic" profession, as well as the judiciary, took over these bodies, the transportation of these bodies, Zhang Hao's business was greatly affected, gradually fell, and finally only a single seedling, that is, Zhang Hao's master.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, several major purges, the inheritance of the entire lineage was broken, although the later policy was relaxed, but the master was also old, could not run long distances, could not do the business of sending the body, and gradually changed his career to help people with funerals to see the feng shui.

In fact, Master did not want him to be a priest again.

Now the times are different, to do this line, it is not a decent occupation, but Zhang Hao from childhood to listen to Master to tell those stories, and cleverly over-the-top, thinking that he can cultivate into a fairy, hard to enter the line, he is also regret ah.

At the end of the day, Zhang Hao got up and went to Uncle Wang’s house.

Uncle Wang is a cadaver, and Zhang Hao's family is a worldly handover, one is a corpse, and a corpse is sent.

Strictly speaking, the cadaver is not a Taoist, but a witch, the grandfather worships Qu Yuan, Qu is native to the Chu country during the Warring States Period, Chu believes in witches, and Qu Yuan is a master of the ritual of sacrifice, and Qu Yuan is a master of the ritual of sacrifice, and then committed suicide in the river, legends that some people for Qu Yuan's body to attract souls, there is also a cadaver this line of inheritance.

The ferry body, the river to the soul, passed down from generation to generation, and now those who fished the body can be different.

Uncle Wang lives in the village, is a two-storey building, these years, Wang uncle has made a lot of money, is the richest in the village, a few years ago built a new house.

The industry of eating dead food, although the reputation is not good, but it is very rich.

But the body is not easy, the body is blistered, decomposing, and even infectious diseases, dirty and stinky, ordinary people are afraid to look at a glance will be disgusting vomiting, and the water salvage is also very dangerous, and dealing with ghosts, even the insurance company refused to enter the insurance.

The Wang Uncle family is a heritage of the cadaver, there are grandfathers and grandfathers of the rules, never did the delicous things that are worth holding the body, the fortune of the dead man has never been touched, but it is only to earn a few hard money.

Zhang Hao came to Wang's house downstairs, looked at the courtyard, parked a small car, the house also planted a lot of flowers and grass, upstairs lights, but also put a piano song.

"When did Uncle Wang become so rich, used to be an old-fashioned motorcycle, now he has changed his car, and he is still so good idle, planting flowers?

Zhang Hao felt strange, but he knew that Wang Uncle did not even graduate from primary school, on a big old and coarse, who knows what piano, and because this profession is too taboo, more than 30, even his wife did not mix, even if he earned a few money, but not like the city people so extravagant to play with the car.“Uncle Wang!” cried Zhang Hao, he opened his voice and shouted.

"Who, big night, don't know that Lao Tzu is listening to Bergafen's piano music."A loud voice upstairs, afraid that others would not know that he was listening to the piano.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but be embarrassed, this year, even Wang Uncle will pretend to be forced.

Wang Dequan pushed open the window upstairs, it was too dark outside, and he did not see who it was, "Who are you?"

“Open the door, I’m back.”Zhang Hao shouted, and the flashlight shone his handsome face.

Wang Dequan looked at it, the angle of the flashlight from the bottom up, like a ghost, but Wang Dequan still recognized it and said, "Ooo!

With that, Wang Dequan hurried downstairs to open the door, turned on the light, and saw Zhang Hao, Wang Dequan was overjoyed, "It's really this boy, come in."

“Oh, Uncle Wang.”

Zhang Hao's face smile, heart cordial, see Uncle Wang's face, radiant, cheekbones calm, brows with the right, this is a family, knees have children, parents, and face to love, is obviously a born daughter, but Wang uncle wearing a decent home shirt, but the neck with a gold necklace, like a native.

“Uncle Wang, you are rich, you are married, you have a daughter!”

"Well, you just came back, how do you know?" Wang Dequan paused, then reacted, "yes, your boy is a literary star, out of the house for a few years, can pinch the count, really become a living god!" 」