The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 45 The Stuffed Corpse
The recovery of the forgotten ghost will continue to affect Li Leping's memory, and even affect the memory of those who have come into contact with him.

People will forget his appearance and things related to him, and even when the ghost recovers to the limit, it will directly cause irreversible damage to people's memory.

However, at this moment, the driver named Lao Zhao could remember that Li Leping had paid him for the car earlier and took his tricycle into Qingshi Village.

Even when he saw Li Leping, there was no strangeness on his face.

"How is this possible?" Li Leping looked at Lao Zhao in disbelief.

Could it be that this old Zhao is a ghost master?
And Lao Zhao just looked at Li Leping in a daze, seemingly unable to understand what he meant: "Why can't I remember you?"

"Although your appearance is ordinary, I have not reached the level of dementia."

"Ah?" Lu Sheng pointed to Li Leping's face. He wondered if there was something wrong with the old man's eyes because he cried too much.

This is comparable to "Bai Gu"'s appearance, which makes Lu feel a little inferior, but you actually said that he looks "average"?
Li Leping's complexion became a little complicated, which was extremely rare, he was so choked that he didn't know how to reply.

"Could it be that the recovery of the Forgotten Ghost has been suppressed in Qingshi Village?"

Suddenly, he seemed to have captured some details.

Something unknown is affecting the Forgotten's effect on memory.

He even found that the speed of forgetting his memory had been slowed down a lot.

So, the recovery of my emotions is not an illusion?

"Forget it, we can only take one step at a time." Li Leping said to himself.

In this village where an old man lived in the period of the Republic of China, there are many things that Li Leping cannot explain.

Qingshi Village, no one knows how many secrets are hidden under this village that has been located here for an unknown number of years.

"lets change a topic."

Li Leping changed the topic back, "Since Lu Sheng has already explained the situation to you, I'll get straight to the point."

"I want to examine the condition of your grandson's body."

He didn't shy away from anything, and directly stated his purpose.

Of course, he still greeted him in advance in a friendly manner, and didn't directly forcefully go up for the autopsy.

The principle of not forcing others to do things without forcing them is still maintained.

"Uh, brother, aren't you being too direct like this?" Lu Sheng couldn't bear it, and felt that such a direct way was like rubbing salt on the wound.

"No problem." Old Zhao said.

His appearance seemed to have aged a dozen years for a while, and his speech was also weak. The original free and easy look had disappeared, leaving only decadent and helpless eyes.

Li Leping just nodded slightly when he heard the words, and didn't say much comforting words.

The more you talk, the more likely it will be counterproductive.

The white and swollen corpse was lying on the ground all the time. Since it was fished out of the water, the river water flowing from the corpse wet the surrounding ground.

Li Leping didn't have any scruples, stepped forward, squatted down, and lifted the trousers of the corpse.

"Sure enough." Li Leping's expression moved slightly.

Pulling up the trousers, you can see the swollen calf of the corpse.

On the bloodless calf, a clear scratch mark visible to the naked eye was left on it.

The scratches left by the five fingers were very strong, and even left bruises on the calf of the corpse, which looked extraordinarily weird.

"Ok?"

After inadvertently touching the corpse's calf, Li Leping suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

"What's the matter?" Beside, Lu Sheng asked puzzled.

"This touch..." Li Leping withdrew his hand, and then looked at his palm.

After a while, he turned his head to Lu Sheng and said, "Come here and touch it."

"What the hell?" Although Lu Sheng didn't understand, he still did it.

He also squatted down, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed the skin of the corpse.

It has a cold touch, but also has an indescribable softness.

If you press down a little harder, you will find that this soft touch is not the softness of the skin at all.

This kind of very viscous feeling is a bit like the illusion of stirring mud with hands.

"damn it."

Lu Sheng seemed to have bumped into something scary, he quickly withdrew his hand and stood up.

"There's something under this skin." He said with certainty, even full of panic in his tone.

It's not like he hasn't seen a dead person before, but the body of a dead person definitely doesn't feel like he's touching a ball of paste.

Li Leping didn't speak, his gaze returned to the corpse again.

Stretching out his hand, using his thumb and index finger together, Li Leping lifted the corpse's eyelids.

"Fuck."

In an instant, his heart trembled, and his body trembled.

When the eyelids were lifted, the corpse's eyeballs were no longer visible.

What can be seen is only a kind of mud that exudes a strong smell.

The blackened and rotten soil filled the corpse's eye sockets like fillers.

Going up, carefully opened the corpse's mouth.

What is seen in the mouth is not a tongue, but a piece of stuffed mud.

It is very possible that this body has been hollowed out, and there may not even be internal organs inside, and what is left is just a body filled with mud.

"Is this ghost's attack method related to the dirt?" Li Leping realized something.

The next moment, he took out a golden knife from his pocket.

The sharp blade easily cut through the corpse's skin.

Immediately afterwards, the pupils of the three present shrank, as if they had seen something terrifying.

When the skin of the corpse was cut open, what flowed out was not blood.

What flowed out of the mouth was actually a kind of foul-smelling mud.

The thick stench caused Li Leping's expression to change. He subconsciously stood up and quickly took a few steps back.

"What is this?" Lu Sheng looked at the mud flowing out of the crevice in astonishment.

The blackened mud seemed to have accumulated in the corpse for a long time, and after Li Leping gently cut an opening with a knife like this, it spewed out like a flash flood.

The original opening of a few centimeters was instantly torn into a big gap, and the disgusting smell of mud didn't pour out for too long, and soon, most of the mud accumulated in the corpse was removed like this.

As a result, the swollen corpse shrank a lot.

"No wonder." Lu Sheng clapped his hands, "I just said how this corpse is swollen like a pineapple."

"If you don't talk, no one will think you are dumb." Li Leping covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and raised the other hand to hit the back of Lu Sheng's head.

Lu Sheng was in pain, and quickly stopped talking.

Suddenly.

He glanced at him, only to find that Old Zhao had fallen to the ground, unconscious, as if he had lost his breath.

"I'm rough? Uncle, are you okay?" Lu Sheng hurried over to check.

Li Leping glanced at Old Zhao who was lying on the ground, and immediately knew what was going on.

I couldn't accept the facts for a while, completely lost control of my emotions, and collapsed. It is normal for my brain to faint and faint.

Needless to say, Lao Zhao, Li Leping couldn't stand the rotten smell.

(End of this chapter)