Chapter 0092 The coffin can’t leave the town!

Style: Fantasy Author: plow the skyWords: 2918Update Time: 24/01/12 00:42:15
Jiang Yue didn't want to say it, but Lao Han was also an understanding person, so he didn't continue to ask.

After being in contact for such a long time, Jiang Yue's mysterious aura has become stronger and stronger. Old Han has long been accustomed to this, and it doesn't seem to matter if he has more secrets and less secrets.

The important thing is that Jiang Yue is on their side, and that's enough.

"Old Han, don't be too happy. Killing the replicators is only the first step. There is more terrible news that I have to tell you."

"What?"

"The replicator may be just the most insignificant chess piece in this strange situation in Yunxi Town. Moreover, didn't you notice? There is one less replicator in Yunxi Town."

"Zhao Shouyin!" Old Han blurted out, "Is he really not in Yunxi Town, but in Panshiling?"

Jiang Yue had some doubts about this earlier, but now he believes that Zhao Shouyin might really be in Panshiling.

The former rehabilitation practitioner was full of bitterness, and Jiang Yue actually heard a lot of useful information.

This Zhao Shouyin is most likely the mastermind behind this.

Moreover, this Zhao Shouyin is most likely not a replicator, but a living person!

This is the scariest place.

Jiang Yue waved to Wang Xiang.

After this series of stimulation, Wang Xiang's mentality became obviously much more cheerful. He became more and more convinced of Jiang Yue, and his attitude changed significantly.

"Brother Ergou."

"Wang Xiang, haven't the bodies of all the dead in the town been burned or buried?"

"In our remote and remote country, there are many mountains. We can bury people in any mountain. They are usually buried in the ground." Wang Xiang replied.

"So, have any of these victims been buried?"

"No..." Wang Xiang shook his head in frustration, and a strong look of fear flashed across his face, as if some terrifying memory had been evoked.

"Don't hide it from me, this matter is very important." Jiang Yue stared at Wang Xiang seriously.

"I...I'm not going to hide it from you. In fact, in a place like ours, people don't die in peace, and their corpses usually don't lie dormant for too long. Under normal circumstances, they will be buried early."

"Then why wasn't it buried?"

"It's not that I don't want to bury it, but something happened! Earlier, several people wanted to carry the coffin up the mountain, but after crossing the bridge, the coffin... the coffin suddenly became heavier. Those who carried the coffin could not walk a few steps, and they were sweating all over their bodies. I couldn't move any further. It became heavier and heavier as I walked, and in the end I could hardly breathe..."

"So evil?" Old Han on the side felt his scalp numb when he heard it, and couldn't help but interjected.

"There's something even more evil!" Wang Xiang swallowed.

"There was another family, and the coffin bearers had just crossed the bridge. There was a movement inside the coffin. They said that the movement was very exaggerated, as if the corpse in the coffin was kicking the coffin board, and the kick was very fierce and hard. It’s as if a living person is being strangled by the neck and struggling to the death with such intensity..."

"Is there anything else?" Jiang Yue took a deep breath and continued to ask.

"There is..." Wang Xiang wiped the sweat from his forehead, "There is another family that is even more terrifying! The sealed coffin actually overflowed with black liquid after crossing the bridge, and the white coffin was quickly dyed black. I heard that the coffin bearers were so frightened that they peed on the spot!"

In many places, white coffins are often used to bury young people who died violently. This is not unusual among the people.

There was some corpse water overflowing from the coffin, which is possible if the seal was not tight. But the corpse water can never be black.

Moreover, to say the least, even if what it overflows is corpse water. The amount of corpse water that overflowed would never be able to stain the entire coffin black.

This is like using a bottle of mineral water to extinguish a raging fire. The quantity is definitely not enough.

You know, the materials of coffins are generally very thick. The corpse water overflowing from the inside to the outside will dye the surface of the coffin black. This requires a huge amount of corpse water.

"What happened next?" Old Han couldn't help but ask.

"Then? Later, we could only carry it back to the town, where each surname has its own ancestral hall. Those with other surnames could only park it in their old house."

When Wang Xiang said this, he hesitated to speak.

I secretly glanced at my mother and saw that her attention was not here, so I lowered my voice and looked secretive.

"Brother Ergou, that night, I was keeping vigil for my sister in the ancestral hall...I heard something moving in my sister's coffin!"

"Later I asked several other family members, and they said they didn't hear anything, but from the looks of them, I must have heard something."

There are four coffins in the Wang family ancestral hall, which means that four people from their Wang family alone were murdered.

Jiang Yue sighed, all kinds of evidence were already obvious.

Behind all this weirdness is human manipulation.

Especially those who want to carry the coffin up the mountain for burial are obviously targeted by ghosts.

There is only one purpose, not to let them bury their bodies in the ground.

The motivation for doing this is self-evident.

Zhao Shouyin is not only creating resentful spirits, but also using some secret method to intensify the resentment of the resentful spirits.

The reason why he did this was most likely to improve the abilities of these resentful spirits.

Any resentful spirit will be cut off once its bones are buried in the ground. No matter how strong the resentment is, it will be dissipated a lot.

Rest in peace, rest in peace.

The ancients did not say this for nothing. Once buried, it is the end of Yin and Yang.

If the corpse is burned, the vengeful spirit with an unstable foundation will even disappear directly into ashes.

After all, even the kind of resentful spirit that turns evil into evil will eventually have some connection with the main body. Once the body's bones are burned and it becomes a lonely ghost, it will have some impact.

Once the corpse's ashes are wiped out, it will be much more difficult for these resentful spirits to become stronger, and they must go through a long period of dormant cultivation.

But these resentful spirits in Yunxi Town did not die long enough, and the time to turn into evil was not long enough after all.

Becoming a mandrill ghost with great supernatural powers cannot be achieved overnight.

Judging from the tone of Zhao Shouyin's group, it was obvious that they couldn't even wait for tonight. It is impossible to wait for these resentful spirits to grow for a long time.

Therefore, Jiang Yue has every reason to believe that this is Zhao Shouyin's masterpiece. He must let the bones of these resentful spirits stay in the town and must not be buried in the ground.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yue felt a little creepy.

So, wouldn't it be profound to let the replicators occupy the bodies of the shuttle bus victims for a long time?

After all, Lao Han is an old detective, and his specialty is observing words and emotions.

Seeing something wrong with Jiang Yue's face, he asked with concern: "Xiao Jiang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but the matter in Yunxi Town is far from over."

Looking up at the sky outside, although it is still some time before dark, the night is approaching after all.

Once night comes, the situation may not be like this.

"Old Han, something is difficult to handle, but we must step up."

"What's the matter?" Seeing Jiang Yue's solemn tone, Old Han did not dare to slack off.

"We must quickly convince the families of the victims that the corpses must be disposed of as soon as possible. The sooner the better. Including the corpses of these replicators!"

"Process? What do you mean?"

"Burn!" Jiang Yue's facial muscles twitched slightly as he said these two words.

"What? This can't work!" Wang Xiang changed his face in shock. Yunxi Town was semi-isolated from the outside world and still retained its ancient traditions. There was no time to implement the cremation policy, and the practice of burial prevailed.

Cremation is very taboo in Yunxi Town.

Old Han also looked troubled. He obviously knew that it was difficult for residents in such remote areas to do psychological work. It is extremely difficult to persuade these people to accept cremation.

Why doesn't Jiang Yue know this?

What's more, there is no crematorium in Yunxi Town, so if you want to cremate, you have to use local materials.

In remote places, matters such as funerals and marriages are very ritualistic. Asking them to have a hasty cremation, especially in a town, is a bit difficult, and the conditions are completely unallowable.

"Xiao Jiang, is there any compromise?"

"Old Han, that resentful spirit in Crescent Harbor, you haven't been dominated by that kind of fear, have you?"

"A resentful spirit? We have prepared a lot of child urine and black dog blood. Also, isn't it possible to put the body with its head down and its back up?"

"Haha, that's just a resentful spirit that just transformed into an evil spirit that day! The resentful spirit in Yunxi Town has been transformed into evil spirits for many days. The method of putting the head down and the back up may not work. And..."

"Do you know how many resentful spirits and evil ghosts are squatting in this area of ​​Yunxi Town?"

"How much?" Old Han swallowed slightly.

"A conservative estimate would be fifty or sixty."

"What?" Old Han almost dropped the cigarette in his hand in shock.

"You heard me right, this is the number I know, and there may be others I don't know."

It wasn't Jiang Yue's scaremongering, the old rehabilitation practitioner accidentally revealed the secret. There were 43 people on the shuttle bus and 13 people were killed in the town.

These victims, without exception, have become ghosts.

Moreover, Lao Kang suspected that Zhao Shouyin might have raised a ghost slave.

Fifty or sixty heads, this is still a known number.

When Lao Han heard this number, he was really panicked.

Although he has never faced the resentful spirit head-on, he has learned about it from the side.

The methods of vengeful ghosts are far more difficult to deal with than replicators and year-eaters.

There are so many wraiths and ghosts, it makes me shudder just thinking about them.

"So, can burning corpses destroy these ghosts?"

"Maybe it's a little late!" Jiang Yue shook his head solemnly, "All we can do now is try to suppress it."

These bones must be burned!