Holy Bone

Chapter 878 The fifth corpse, the smiling female corpse
"What! He is Shi..."

The yamen servant was just about to stand up in exclamation, but was immediately dragged back to his seat by the mature and stable Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu glared at his own younger brother, and said in dissatisfaction, "Don't startle the snake!"

Hearing that the "Zhao Yun" on the stage was Shi Zhiping who they had found for a month, Jin An couldn't help but look at the actors on the stage a few more times, never expecting such an unexpected surprise.

Who would have thought that Shi Zhiping, a wanted criminal by the imperial court, was quite versatile. He fled from the north to kidnap and kill people and fled to the south to work as a housekeeper for the Song family, and then fled from the Song family to sing and draft stage plays in the Caotai troupe. He disguised himself all the way and changed his identity. One after another.

"It seems that you brought the old Taoist priest right this time." Jin Anchao gave the old Taoist priest a thumbs-up, without hesitation in complimenting him, calming down the old Taoist priest with pride, pretending to be an expert in the world in front of outsiders The cloud is light and breezy.

Others may have doubts about the old Taoist's physiognomy, but Jin An absolutely trusts him. If the old Taoist said that the actor on the stage is Shi Zhiping, then he must be Shi Zhiping.

Well.

It doesn't have to be.

"It's interesting."

"Brother Zhang, please tell me in detail how the evil spirit talisman spontaneously ignited."

Jin An turned his head and said.

Zhang Hu: "This matter has to start with a woman."

It turned out that when Zhang Hu and the others were arresting the pickpocket, the pickpocket entered the theater troupe's viewing booth, and Zhang Hu and the others also entered the viewing booth. When they passed by a simple house made of straw curtains, they heard a woman pinching her throat. The sound of singing came from inside the house.

It's an indescribable feeling, but the woman's singing always gives people a creepy feeling, like a mourning voice whose throat has been choked.As soon as the pickpocket climbed over the wall and hid in the troupe, he was frightened by the woman's singing voice, and wanted to retreat and find another way to escape, but was caught by Zhang Hu and the others who were chasing him.

Even Zhang Hu and the others, who are full of courage and officialdom, were startled by the creepy singing from the house, making the back of their heads feel cold.

At this moment, all the evil spirit talismans carried by several people spontaneously ignited, and they all went out after leaving the room.

Before they could check what was going on with the woman living in the house, the head of the theater troupe who heard the noise rushed over with a few people, thinking that there were thieves in the theater troupe.

After resolving the misunderstanding, Zhang Hu and the others also asked the class leader about the situation of the woman in the house.

That woman was the only daughter of the class leader, she suddenly went crazy not long ago, she didn't allow anyone to approach her, even the old father of the class leader was almost bitten off a piece of his face.Since then, the class leader locked her daughter up alone and tied the iron chain to prevent her from running around and hurting others.

That is to say, from that day on, the troupe's daughter has been singing opera crazily, singing so frighteningly, crying and mourning, except for the troupe delivering meals, everyone in the troupe stayed far away from the thatched curtain room.

Zhang Hu continued: "Our brothers saw the evil spirit talisman spontaneously igniting on their bodies, and knew that this matter was definitely not as simple as the leader said. So we asked the leader if he suspected his daughter's sudden madness, and whether it might be caused by evil spirits. , have you asked a Taoist monk or Taoist priest to show it to your daughter?"

"At that time, the leader of the class replied that he had invited several doctors and gentlemen from the people, but either the medicine stone was ineffective, or the husband was beaten to a bloody head by his daughter, and he was not cured, not to mention that the leader gave him money for the medicine."

"The grass-stage theater troupe run by the troupe owner has mediocre business and low income. They can't afford to hire talented people from famous monasteries and Taoist temples. I guess they met charlatans for cheap."

"Catching thieves is the specialty of our brothers. Exorcising evil spirits is the specialty of Daoist Jin'an and Daoist Chen. Before we left, we kept an eye out and told the class leader that we know the masters in the Taoist temple of the five internal organs and can help him. Take the line and ask."

Jin An exaggerated that Hu and the others did the right thing, and they must be cautious when it comes to the matter of the human mirror.

"it is good!"

"Wonderful! Great singing!"

At this time, the spectators applauded and drank collectively, interrupting the conversation. It was the end of "Changbanpo", and the people who watched heartily threw copper coins on the stage one after another. Someone immediately took the troupe members to the stage to give thanks.

"The skinny old man who takes the lead on the stage is the troupe leader of this troupe, his name is Huang Fulin." Zhang Hu pointed to the stage and introduced to Jin An.

At this time, the spectators were enthusiastic and unwilling to leave, so the troupe continued to sing "House of Flying Daggers".

Outside the viewing shed at this time, there are new spectators coming in one after another, and the aisles have already been crowded. Even the sunny summer days can't stop everyone's enthusiasm for watching the theater.

At this moment, Huang Fulin, the theater troupe leader, came towards Jin An and the others: "The official duties of the poor masters are so efficient. I didn't expect to invite the Taoist priests just after leaving for a while. The grassroots Huang Fulin was far away. I hope the poor masters will forgive me."

Huang Fulin, the head of the theater troupe, with the tact of a businessman, looked at Jin An and the old Taoist politely with his fists clasped: "I think this is the Taoist priest of Jin'an who is so popular. I didn't expect that my daughter's illness could be moved to the Taoist master of the five internal organs. The Taoist priest of Jiangzhou Prefecture The common people know that the masters of the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera are young and promising, and there are very few people who have truly attained the Tao. This time, with the appearance of Taoist Master Jin'an, the little girl's illness must be cured."

Huang Fulin wasn't all polite and smooth. When talking about his daughter's illness, the head of the theater troupe, who supported the stage troupe alone and suffered through life, couldn't help showing sentimentality, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Team Leader Huang, you're being polite. Miss Huang's illness won't last for a long time. Let's go and check on Miss Huang's condition." Jin An briefly greeted her, and under the leadership of Team Leader Huang, several people walked towards the back of the grass platform.

During this period, Zhang Hu quietly arranged for someone to watch Shi Zhiping on the stage.

Although Jin An felt that this was unnecessary, he did not stop Zhang Hu and the others from doing so.

Now that Shi Zhiping has been found, he is not worried that the other party will run away under his nose. Let Shi Zhiping continue to sing to consume his excess energy. After dealing with Miss Huang's matter, he will save energy in interrogating him.

As Zhang Hu said, this grass-stage troupe is indeed very simple. After walking around the stage, you can see a few very simple houses with straw curtains. It may not be able to prevent the rain in heavy rain.

There are many bamboo poles supported on the open space, and rows of costumes are drying, which is quite spectacular.

Leader Huang led the way, saying that the theater troupe is small and a bit messy...

After coming to the stage, the sound of gongs and drums became much quieter, and Jin An really heard the voice of a woman singing opera.Just like what Zhang Hu said, the voice sounded like a choked cry and a crazy voice, and ordinary people would get goose bumps when they heard it.

No wonder it can scare away a pickpocket and dare not go any further.

Leader Huang is very caring for his daughter. Miss Huang's house is facing the sun, with plenty of sunshine and good light.Jin An had just arrived at the Straw Curtain House, and hadn't opened the door to enter. With his spiritual sense, he had already keenly sensed that there was an aura similar to that of a human-faced mirror lurking in the house.

The old Taoist took out a yellow talisman on his body. The yellow talisman ignited spontaneously without fire, and the closer it was to the straw screen house, the faster it burned.

"This is..." Team leader Huang was not a dull person, and his face turned pale with fright on the spot.

Jin An pushed open the door, and the sound of singing continued in the room. Others followed Jin An into the room. Suddenly, an unkempt, crazy woman with dirty clothes rushed out from a corner, trying to hurt someone.

"Oh, my mother!" The old Taoist priest and others were scared by the sudden appearance and hid behind Jin An.

Like a flock of chicks shivering for shelter behind an old hen.

As if Jin An had expected it long ago, he stood there with a calm expression, and saw that the crazy woman's feet were covered with two iron chains, which restricted the range of movement and could not approach the door to hurt people.

At this time, Jin An noticed that the woman's feet and ankles had worn out a large area of ​​skin and flesh. Due to repeated wear and tear, the skin and flesh of the wound had eroded and turned black.

"It's the hot weather right now. Your daughter's foot injury will be delayed for a few more days. The madness has not been cured, and both feet will be disabled first." Jin An frowned and looked at Team Leader Huang.

Team leader Huang said with a sad face that he also knew this truth, but his daughter would get hurt when she saw anyone, and the ordinary hemp rope would not be able to bind her, and she would be bitten to pieces, so she had to go to the blacksmith's shop to tie her with two iron chains.

"The loss of two legs is at most a disability. It's better than running out and hurting people and losing their lives." Leader Huang said helplessly.

"Ah!" Ms. Huang screamed suddenly, covering her eyes with her hands and curling up in the corner. She looked like she saw a scary person, was frightened, and tried her best to stay away from Jin'an.

"This……"

Leader Huang was stunned: "This has never happened before, what happened to the girl today?"

"Is the girl afraid of Daoist Jin'an?"

The old Taoist forgot his fright just now, calmed down, and once again returned to his misty image, he said to Team Leader Huang: "My little brother is full of blood, and has a righteous spirit in his chest. Anyone who has ghosts in his heart will not dare to confront my brother." See."

Leader Huang and Zhang Hu were stunned when they heard this, and they all looked at Jin An in surprise.

Team leader Huang suddenly knelt down at this moment, and said with tears in his eyes, Daoist Jin'an, you seem to be a master with real skills, and you are not the same as those gangsters. Daoist Jin'an, you must save my daughter today.

Pity the parents of the world.

Jin An helped Team Leader Huang up, and after a while of consolation, he persuaded Team Leader Huang to kneel down for the second time, and promised to help him solve his daughter's strange disease.

After persuading Team Leader Huang, he did not act immediately, but first looked at the layout of the house, and then asked casually: "There are a lot of women's daily items in this room. This is Miss Huang's room originally?"

Leader Huang said: "It's not all."

"This girl in my family has lost her mother since she was a child, and she has lived with the female relatives of other members of the troupe since she was a child, but since the girl went crazy, everyone has moved away, leaving only the girl locked up here."

Jin An looked around, but found no trace of the human-faced mirror in a conspicuous place. He casually asked Mr. Huang, who said blankly that he had never seen such an evil-looking thing in the troupe.

At this time, Ms. Huang, who was curled up in the corner, was very quiet, with her head buried deep in her knees, her back facing Jin An, as if she was too frightened to look at Jin An.

Leader Huang was once again surprised by Jin'an's ability.

He has approached folk gentlemen a few times, but they are all charlatans who swindle food and drink. No one can get close to his daughter. Only Jin An can not only get close, but also scare people into curling up in the corner, even looking back. Not even a glance of courage.

Zhang Hu and other yamen servants all looked at Jin An with admiration.

"Master Huang, did your daughter have any weird behaviors before she became ill?" Jin An walked towards Miss Huang, and just as he was about to approach, Miss Huang crawled to the other corner and curled up in fright.

"Weird behavior?"

Team leader Huang said solemnly this time without thinking: "Once, the girl woke up from a nightmare, saying that she dreamed that a dead person was buried in a certain part of the theater troupe, and the dead person kept smiling at her. It was late at night, and the other girl who lived in the same room The women are all waking up."

"At that time, there was a lot of turmoil about this incident, and people were panic-stricken. In order to dispel everyone's suspicions, I concentrated on preparing for the opera on the fifteenth day of the market. I led people to dig up several places. Except for mice and ants, there was no trace of it. Find the body."

"As the girl never had the same nightmare again, this matter gradually faded away. After all, it was just a nightmare, and everyone didn't take it seriously."

"It's not a nightmare. It seems that it is the distrust of Team Leader Huang, who took her daughter to bring her knots and psychological shadows. Later, when she had the same dream again, she dared not tell Team Leader Huang again, for fear of being scolded by Team Leader Huang."

Jin An pointed to the location of the bed and said to Zhang Hu: "Everyone find shovels and hoes, remove the bed, and dig down six feet and six feet deep."

As soon as Zhang Hu heard the spirit, he could accurately tell the location and depth, and knew that there was probably something underground.

Faced with Jin An's words, Team Leader Huang's expression was startled, and then he regretted looking at the back of his mad daughter: "Hey, because of the theater troupe, I'm usually a little harsher on everyone, and my temper is a little hot, everyone thinks I am a class leader who is difficult to get along with, and even the girl is afraid to see me angry."

"In addition, the theater troupe has been struggling to make ends meet. Since I worry about the troupe's rehearsals during the day, I also have to worry about how the troupe will survive at night. Sometimes the unknown fire comes up, and I always lose a lot of patience with the girl. Maybe it's because of this, She started keeping things to herself."

Leader Huang's eyes were flushed, regretful.

"Heart disease hurts the heart medicine doctor, wait until we dig out the underground things." It is said that it is difficult for an upright official to break up housework, and Jin An doesn't know how to persuade this kind of father-daughter relationship.

With the joint efforts of several people, a large earth pit was quickly dug out on the ground under the bed. After Zhang Hu and the others stopped their actions and called to Jin'an, there was a female corpse buried under the earth pit.

Seeing the corpse, Team Leader Huang screamed in fright and backed away.

Only Jin An and the old Taoist dared to go down into the pit.

This corpse was just like the nightmare that Ms. Huang had, with a smile on her face. This smile was not scary, but it still gave people a sense of horror and absurdity in broad daylight, because both eyelids of the dead man were sewn shut.

"Laughing Corpse? Joy Corpse? People have joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and shock. Little brother, do you think this is the joy after thinking, shock, fear, and anger?"

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he cursed loudly: "This thing must have been buried by that bastard Shi Zhiping!"

(End of this chapter)