Chapter 1071 Charity Cemetery

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Under the thin moonlight, Yu Chengmu found a path hidden in the weeds. The path was winding and twisting. Walking along the path, he bypassed a relatively large earth slope and saw a wooden building not far away.

The building was strange in shape and quite large, taller than ordinary houses. Two white lanterns were hung under the eaves, swaying left and right in the night wind, emitting a miserable light.

On the lanterns, a large word "Dian" was written with a black brush.

A black plaque was hung above the gate of the building. After years of wind and sun, some of the words on the plaque had already peeled off and could not be examined. Only the last two words were vaguely visible.

Yizhuang.

After approaching, Yu Chengmu narrowed his eyes and looked at the gate. A double wooden door was also dilapidated, as if no one had been there for a long time.

But what was alarming was that there was light coming through the crack of the door.

With two hands, one on the left and one on the right, Yu Chengmu gently pushed the door. The door was not locked, but just ajar. The old door hinge made a harsh friction sound. Yu Chengmu stepped over the high threshold and walked into the charity cemetery.

In front of him were dozens or hundreds of coffins.

At the same time, an indescribable stench rushed towards him.

But Yu Chengmu did not reject this smell. On the contrary, it made him feel a little relieved. If there was no smell of rotting corpses in such a place, he would be surprised.

Out of habit, he carefully observed the order of the coffins, but after a moment, he gave up, because these coffins were thrown here randomly, and some of them even had no lids.

The quality of the coffins was very poor. Most of them were made of a layer of thin wooden boards, and many of them had cracks.

When passing a coffin, Yu Chengmu stopped.

Through the gap above, Yu Chengmu could see the feet of the corpse. After a moment, he paused. On the dark blue ankle of the corpse, there was actually a bell tied with a red line.

Only corpses with extremely heavy resentment would do this.

At the same time, he suddenly thought of a rumor that some cemeteries with bad feng shui or where evil things had happened before had the habit of building the threshold very high.

This is because once the corpse is resurrected, the muscles of the corpse are stiff and can only walk close to the ground, unable to make movements like jumping. The high threshold can prevent them from leaving.

Yu Chengmu calmed down, left the coffin, and walked towards the middle of the hall. There was a space covered by white cloth, and light was shining through it.

When he got closer, he found that several independent spaces were separated by white cloth. The corresponding numbers were marked on the cloth in turn, but only the first three were marked, and the fourth one was... empty.

Obviously, the first three were prepared for them, and the corpses that needed to be mended tonight were placed inside.

When he lifted the first piece of white cloth, as expected, a wooden shelf came into view, on which a corpse was lying, and on another shorter shelf were placed the tools that needed to be used.

A red candle was burning quietly, and the light it emitted was barely enough to illuminate.

There was a small eucalyptus in front of the body, and there were three incense sticks in front of the eucalyptus.

Yu Chengmu respectfully lit the incense on the candle flame, bowed three times to the body, and then inserted it into the incense burner.

After seeing the incense burning smoothly and the smoke floating straight up, Yu Chengmu breathed a sigh of relief and went to observe the body.

The body was a man, all wet, and it seemed that he had just been fished out of the water not long ago. Water was still dripping down along the edge of the wooden shelf.

The skin and flesh were turned outward, and the wound on the face tore the nose and half of the cheek, exposing the ugly gums, which looked quite scary.

Yu Chengmu wanted to get closer to see more clearly, but the candlestick on which the candle was placed was very heavy, very heavy, and it was difficult to pick it up with one hand to observe the body. He glanced at it and saw another candle on the shelf where the tools were placed.

After checking it first and finding no problems, Yu Chengmu lit a new candle.

The night watchman explained that the whole mending process can be summarized in five words: respect, clean, sort, mend, and pinch.

The incense had been offered, and Yu Chengmu found a piece of cloth and began to wipe the body.

While wiping, Yu Chengmu noticed that the left hand of the corpse was pressed under the body, but when he pulled the arm out, he found that the corpse had no left hand at all, and the pale bones were exposed at the wrist.

At that moment, Yu Chengmu had a rough idea in his mind.

There were three places that needed to be mended, namely the face, shoulder, and abdomen. Among them, the wound on the abdomen was the largest, but Yu Chengmu knew that the most difficult one was the one on the face.

And the missing left hand that needed to be kneaded with dough was naturally.

Without hesitation, Yu Chengmu took out the needle and thread. The needle was relatively thick, and he used the corpse-binding thread he had seen before. He first chose the wound on the shoulder to get familiar with it first.

The needle pierced the skin and flesh, and gently pulled it. An uncomfortable friction came from his hand. Yu Chengmu was highly focused and his hand was very steady.

After the stitching was completed, he fixed his eyes on the abdomen of the corpse.

The intestines and internal organs were mixed together, and the scene made people's scalps numb.

Although Yu Chengmu was a tomb robber, most of the corpses he had seen were rotten to the point that only bones were left. He had rarely experienced a situation like this.

He held his breath and moved his face closer. He did not choose to stitch immediately, but observed first.

Until a few seconds later, as if he had made up his mind, he actually reached into the abdomen of the corpse, inserted his hand into the mixed intestines and internal organs, and fumbled back and forth, as if looking for something.

Yes, he was looking for something.

Looking for the missing left hand.

Yu Chengmu suspected that one of the traps of this mission was related to the missing left hand.

If the left hand was hidden in the corpse's belly and he didn't notice it, and he still kneaded the dough to make the left hand and spliced ​​it, the consequences would be disastrous.

But after a while, Yu Chengmu pulled his hand out and his face eased a little.

Without finding the left hand, he could sew up the wound with confidence.

The wound on the abdomen was so big that it took him half an hour to sew it up. At this moment, the incense had burned almost half. Yu Chengmu calmed down and knew that he had to hurry up.

Not for himself, but for Jia Jinliang.

Jia Jinliang was the last one in line. According to the time, each of the three of them had one hour, which was a full 2 ​​hours to deal with the corpse.

But you have to know that the night watchman also clearly mentioned that no matter what happened, the corpse must be sewn up before dawn, otherwise something big would happen.

And the mission started on the 3rd watch, which meant that Jia Jinliang, who was the last one in line, would definitely not have enough time.

If he wanted to save Jia Jinliang, there were only two ways. Either he was fast enough to buy as much time as possible for Jia Jinliang, or... let the next person die and try to finish the mission early.

Yu Chengmu planned to try both.

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