Chapter 1224 Wood Heart and Lungs
Everyone rushed to the tomb of Master Wu before dawn. When they arrived, they gasped at the scene in front of them. The tombstone was pushed down, and the paper figures and incense, candles, and paper money buried with the dead were trampled into a mess. The most terrifying thing was that the hard tomb was dug up, revealing a big black hole.
The edge of the hole was convex outward, which means... the hole was dug from the inside out. Judging from the traces at the scene, only Master Wu's body could do this.
Luo Tianhe squatted down and picked up a brick from the chaotic scene. After shaking off the soil on it, it can be seen that the brick is green and has a relatively fine texture.
"Is there something wrong with this brick?" Ding Zhenzong looked at the black hole, then at the brick in Luo Tianhe's hand, and a sense of uneasiness inexplicably emerged in his heart.
"It's a green tomb brick, removed from an ancient tomb. This kind of tomb brick is very solid. When building this tomb, a layer of glutinous rice juice was poured on it." After saying that, Luo Tianhe tapped the tomb brick lightly with his knuckles. Sure enough, the sound was very dull.
"But even so, it was still dug up, and most of these bricks are broken bricks." Li Bai stared at the ground, where many broken bricks were scattered.
Facing the scene in front of them, the second young master and his group seemed to have been prepared. They immediately called for manpower, some moved bricks, some cleaned up the scene, and some took out incense and offerings from the carrying pole.
After a lot of trouble, the body of Mr. Wu was finally buried back in the tomb.
It's called a burial, but it's more appropriate to stuff it back in. After all, we have to rush, so there's nothing to complain about. The ceremony is simple. Everyone just put Mr. Wu's body down from the dark hole with a rope, and then sealed the hole with bricks. As long as there is no problem from the outside, it's fine.
After all this, everyone's heart was put back in their stomachs.
The second young master came with Lai Fu's support and thanked Jiang Cheng and others, especially Luo Tianhe, and promised to give the masters an extra gift after the matter is completely resolved.
On the way back, Luo Tianhe also took the opportunity to ask about the cause of Mr. Wu's death.
"My father... He was killed by those things." The second young master's voice was very low, as if it was squeezed out from his throat bit by bit, and it sounded very uncomfortable.
"Those things..."
"Yes, otherwise what could do such a cruel thing! When we arrived, my father's stomach was torn open, and the heart, lungs, intestines and so on inside were all... all emptied out, leaving only a piece of skin in the entire abdomen! Blood... blood splattered everywhere." As if recalling the scene at that time, the second young master's nervous voice trembled.
Luo Tianhe was silent for a moment, "Did you find Mr. Wu's heart and lungs later?"
The second young master pursed his lips and shook his head painfully, "No, we looked everywhere, but we couldn't find them. We had no choice but to find someone to make a set of heart and lungs, using good wood, and then..."
The second young master suddenly choked up, and didn't say the rest of the words, but everyone already understood that there is a saying that people are buried with the whole body, and finally they stuffed this set of wooden heart and lungs into Mr. Wu's abdomen and buried it with the body.
This can also match the weight of the body.
They still sent the corpse out of the side door in the alley, which was the door they entered the house. It was already dawn at this time. In order to avoid attracting attention, they also quietly walked here when they returned.
Just after walking a few steps into the door, someone came and called the second young master away. Before leaving, the second young master gave Jiang Cheng and the others a sign, saying that with this sign, they could freely enter and exit the Wu Mansion, which would facilitate their investigation.
After everyone in the Wu Mansion left, Ding Zhenzong couldn't wait to ask: "Remember those shelves in the warehouse? Do you think the wooden heart and lungs in Mr. Wu's body are also made of that kind of coffin wood?"
"It must be uncomfortable to put such a weird thing in the body. Mr. Wu's corpse transformation may be related to this coffin wood. He came back every night to make a finger gesture just to remind this point." Ding Zhenzong became more and more certain.
Until...
"No, if the body is made of coffin wood, then the body will never be so light, but very heavy, much heavier than a normal person." Luo Tianhe frowned slightly, and subconsciously rubbed the sign in his hand.
Yao Shunyu stared at the sign in Luo Tianhe's hand, and then said: "There are too few clues. It's useless to rack your brains here. Should we go back to the warehouse and take a look? Maybe there will be new discoveries."
Back in the hall again, the bloody footprints on the ground are still there, giving people the feeling that there is an invisible person standing there, covered in blood.
The door of the warehouse is not locked, and it opens with a push. The stale smell hits her face. Lin Qianqian keeps fanning the air in front of her face with her hands.
Although it is daytime, the warehouse is still dark, with only a little light coming in through the gaps in the window.
The fat man found the location of the window and wanted to open it, but he accidentally found that the window was sealed. He tried several windows in succession, and they were all the same.
"Don't try it. It's not suitable to see the light here, otherwise the things on the shelves can't stand it." Luo Tianhe's tone is as simple as eating and drinking, but his wording makes the fat man feel creepy.
Those things can't stand it...
Could it be...the things that were once stored on the shelf are still alive?
Thinking that the shelf was made of coffin wood, since there was a coffin, the corpses stored on it must be those who have been dead for who knows how many years. Several zombies wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms with green faces and fangs immediately popped into Fatty's mind.
The nails on the zombie's hands are still blue-black and more than an inch long.
No, it was becoming more and more specific, and Fatty immediately interrupted his thoughts.
Here, Luo Tianhe and others seemed to have made a discovery.
Luo Tianhe stood in front of the wooden shelf in question, lowering his body and twitching his nose constantly, as if he was smelling the smell of the wooden shelf. But as his body got lower and lower, he was almost lying on the ground.
When the fat man got closer, he could smell a faint fishy smell in the air.
"It seems... it's the smell of corpses." Li Bai squatted down, with a very serious expression on her face. Paired with her white coat, she felt like a forensic doctor at a crime scene.
Yuan Shanyuan seemed to have thought of something, and he lowered his body as Luo Tianhe, his nose twitched slightly, and then his expression changed, "Not only is there the smell of corpses, but there is also a smell that is covered by the smell of corpses."
"Come here and help, move this shelf away." Luo Tianhe seemed to have confirmed the source of the problem, and immediately stood up and greeted everyone.