Mystery Leaks

Chapter 66
I shared my thoughts with Huangmao, and Huangmao nodded and said that if he wanted to go, he would go in the daytime.

I also had the same idea, so I asked Cao Nan, and the three of them went together, bringing a hoe, a shovel, a crowbar, glutinous rice, fire peach pits, gasoline, etc., all of which were used to suppress corpses. I took two jujube stakes, which were left over from the last time I went to set up a formation.

We arrived at the location when the sun was three poles. Looking from a distance, the locust tree was still there, and it was more lush and green. Compared with the surrounding trees that were almost dead, it was so much more energetic. .

"What a ghost locust tree!" Huang Mao's face changed slightly.

"What's the point of planting locust trees on the coffin?" I asked a little timidly, because he didn't explain clearly last time.

Huai, a ghost word next to the wood core.

Chinese pagoda tree is the most typical yin tree, because it has too much yin energy, so it has the effect of adsorption.

It is said that if a person who has just died is buried under the locust tree, his soul will be firmly absorbed by the locust tree, and he will never leave or be reborn forever.

It will even be swallowed by the locust tree, which is a very vicious method.

"There are two situations."

Huang Mao said: "The pagoda tree is like a millstone, it can absorb the things below it and prevent it from leaving. It has a sealing effect. The first kind is more evil, and it is used to make some special things, similar to making Gu insects. , is to put many kinds of insects in the same jar, cover the lid, let the insects devour each other, and the last one that survives is Gu. This coffin and locust tree are equivalent to the jars containing Gu;
The second type is the suppression. There are powerful things in it, which are adsorbed with locust wood, and they will be destroyed after finding a way. It is equivalent to a cage. "

I nodded. His description is very vivid and easy to understand. The same "jar" can be used to make some evil things, and it can also be used to trap some evil things.

There is no good or bad jar, it depends on the purpose of the person who arranges it all.

To be precise, it was the Feng family.

"Then which one do you think?" Cao Nan asked.I also nodded, this is very important, if it is the first type, destroy it decisively, if it is the second type, it is hard to say, who knows what the hell is inside.

Huang Mao looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and said: "Whatever it is, as long as the scorching sun is in the sky, you don't have to be afraid of it."

So, the three of us excavated, and first carefully removed the acacia tree. This thing looks very lush, but the root system is not developed at all, and it only drilled less than two feet.

Huangmao was right, this thing loves yin and grows by absorbing yin and evil energy, and the name of ghost locust tree is not wrong at all.After the locust tree was removed, the coffin's cover panel was exposed underneath, which was painted red, which was thrilling, like blood.

The function of the red coffin is the same as that of locust wood, both represent the township.

Afterwards we dug a little further to dig up the grave thoroughly for the convenience of prying the coffin. It happened to be noon in the midst of the scorching sun.

"Good timing, open the coffin." Huang Mao made a decisive decision.

Cao Nan and I immediately picked up the crowbar, plunged it into the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin body, and pressed down hard.

"Oh!"

The first nail jumped up, revealing a black corner of the coffin.

Cao Nan and I stayed away immediately, for fear that something would be sprayed out of it. This was discussed before, and we were afraid of anything but just in case.

In the end, it was quiet, there was no movement inside, and nothing spewed out.

The yellow hair is sure it's safe, let me continue.

Cao Nan and I stepped forward again, and pried off all the remaining seven coffin nails, then hooked the coffin board with a hoe, and slowly pulled it apart.

Suddenly, what was revealed inside surprised us.

hair!
A whole coffin of white hair!

It's like the white mycelium that grows when making stinky tofu, but it's much longer, covering the entire coffin, even like a cocoon.

Cao Nan and I hurriedly dropped our hoe and took two steps back.

Huang Mao's face changed slightly, "Is this stiff **** hair?" I gasped, this tofu has rotted hair, and the corpse also has hair?

"Yes, but don't be afraid, it's just that the lowest level of white hair is stiff, and it can't even move under the sun, so there is no danger." Huang Mao said.

Cao Nan and I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the sky. It was cloudless and safe.

"Then what do we do now?" I asked hastily.

Huang Mao looked at me and said, "Do you want to know who is in the coffin?"

Of course I nodded. I didn't know who burned Feng Deliang's body, but it wasn't Feng Deliang anyway.

And the charred corpse attacked me later, to see that the coffin was not damaged, and the buried one was not the charred one.

This is strange, as soon as Feng Deliang died, there were three corpses.

One of Feng Deliang turned into a monster on the mountain, and one of the burnt half-burnt ghost thing, it has gone to nowhere, and here is another one.

Zombies evolved from corpses turned into bones. As long as the face is complete, you can recognize who he is.

"Sprinkle the boy's urine and glutinous rice, and shave its hair first." Huang Mao said.

I quickly agreed that glutinous rice, like jujube wood, has its own vitality, and it is a good thing to deal with corpse changes. The boy's urine is positive, which can make the effect of glutinous rice better.

I dug a hole first, put the glutinous rice in the hole, peed on the glutinous rice, mixed it with a wooden stick a few times, put on rubber gloves, grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and threw it towards the coffin.

"chi chi chi..."

An astonishing scene happened. As soon as the glutinous rice fell on the white hair, it was like red-hot iron sand falling on the wax. Black smoke sizzled, the white hair melted and the glutinous rice also turned yellow and black quickly. .

"Come again!" Huang Mao said.

I did as I said, and threw a few handfuls of glutinous rice in. The white hairs melted more and more, and the glutinous rice sank quickly, and it didn't take long before a blackened corpse was exposed under the coffin.

He was a man with strong limbs. Although his body surface was black, it was well preserved and did not rot. He had a beard and a square face.

Cao Nan was taken aback when he saw it, and said, "Isn't this Liu Wentong from the forest farm? God, he's really dead."

"Do you know it?" I asked hastily. Cao Nan's family is in the wood business and is familiar with the people in the forest farm.

Cao Nan nodded immediately, "At the beginning of last month, the north field said that two forest rangers were missing. They have been looking for them, but there is no news after that. I didn't expect him to die here."

"At the beginning of last month?"

I muttered for a while, and suddenly my mind flashed. Wasn't that about three or four days after Feng Deliang's death?

Before Feng Deliang died, Wang said that he had been to the forest farm several times, and that Liu Wentong also belonged to the forest farm.
He didn't return all night for a few days, and when he came back, he had an extra piano coffin in his hand, and then he was killed by something.

Could there be such a possibility that Feng Deliang did not act alone, but three people, and the ones who acted with him were the two missing people from the forest farm?
Here is one, and the other is the one that was half-burned by itself.

With this explanation, it all makes sense.

Feng Deliang turned into a monster with fangs, Liu Wentong turned into a white-haired jerk, and the other one was half-burned and could attack people, of course it was also a monster.

All three were killed and turned into monsters.

Thinking of this, I feel chills running down my spine. What is it that not only killed Feng Deliang, but also the other two?

"What do you think?" Huangmao asked me.

So I made a guess, Huang Mao nodded, and Cao Nan said directly: "Nine times out of ten, otherwise how could the two people in the forest farm die here, and the timing is so coincidental?"

"That means that the harmonica coffin really came from the mountain." Huang Mao said seriously.

I said yes, this point is almost certain, and I was only suspicious before, because the cultural relic with patina in Feng Deliang's hand seemed to be dug out of the soil.

The three of them acted together, dug out the Qin coffin, and then all died.

"How many people know about the woman in red so far?" Huang Mao seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly asked me seriously.

I thought for a while and said, "Just you, Cao Nan, and Chen Laogen."

"Where's that ghost?" Huang Mao asked again.

I shook my head, "It doesn't know."

Every time Ghost Shadow pretended to be Chen Laogen, he told me not to ask too many questions and not to talk too much. I wanted to talk about the woman in red several times, but I didn't find a chance.

The ghost image was afraid that it would reveal its secrets if I asked too much, otherwise it would have forced me to open grandpa's coffin that night, and it wouldn't have been beaten by the rouge seal and flew out.

Lucky in misfortune!

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(End of this chapter)