"Uncle Chen... there is someone over there..." I tried my best to calm down my breathing and walked quickly towards the wall.
When I walked past those walls, I discovered that there were murals on the walls.
Most of these murals depict men prostrate at the feet of a woman.
The men's faces are more "facial". After all, they are just murals. Where are the photos from a hundred years ago?
And the features of that woman's face were extremely obvious.
Who else is a shoehorn-faced woman besides the bun girl?
It suddenly occurred to me that I am afraid this is not a place used for makeup only after the bun lady died, nor did the bun lady take a husband only after her death. She had many faces when she was alive, and this place existed at that time. .
The red lanterns and red damask on the ground fully illustrate this point.
When the bun girl was alive, this was where the man she was going to marry would put on makeup!
When I walked to the top wall, I scanned all the murals left and right. There was nothing meaningful, at least for outsiders like us, it was particularly boring.
The white cloth is close in front of you, with a bulging top and an umbrella shape going down.
The person with the white cloth on his head is indeed a "person"...
My eyelids twitched slightly and my heart was extremely throbbing. I raised my hand and lifted up a piece of white cloth.
What he saw was a shriveled old woman with sunken cheeks and dry skin. Under the half-closed eyelids, the eyeballs were already dehydrated.
This is a mummy, but the clothes she wears are somewhat similar to Soupa.
Then I lifted three more white cloths.
Underneath them were the corpses of three old women, similarly dressed and with similar body shapes.
Blind Chen stood still next to me. I took a slight breath and said, "Uncle Chen, the four corpses should belong to Shu Po in the past dynasties. The rules of the bun lady are so weird. Even after the death of Shu Po, they still have to be kept." The body cannot be buried in the coffin yet."
Blind Chen ignored me. He suddenly turned around and walked towards another location.
I quickly followed.
On the edge of the wall on the other side, there is a carved wooden bed.
There is a bedspread on the wooden bed blocking the view.
Blind Chen suddenly opened the bed cover, and half of the clean and tidy bed was covered with bedding.
On the other side is a small coffin...
Blind Chen couldn't see well and could only see vague outlines, but his intuition seemed to be ridiculously accurate.
My heart was racing.
This bed must belong to the current Su Po. Putting a coffin on the bed is definitely not the habit of Su Po in the past.
I didn’t say much and just pushed open the coffin lid!
The coffin lid had no seal and was easily pushed under the bed.
There was a "person" lying in the coffin!
This is the dwarf who took the abacus from my hand!
His eyes were closed tightly, and his face was livid, with some fluff showing through, alternating between white and black.
The chest rose and fell slightly, very weakly.
This scene slightly overlaps with a scene in my memory.
At that time, Liu Wensan and I went to Mashan Yizhuang and found Ma Baozhong in the coffin in broad daylight.
Isn't he just lying in the coffin like this?
The living corpse doesn't wake up during the day and only comes out and walks around at night!
At that time, Liu Wensan made a decisive decision and directly nailed Ma Baozhong to death. Finally, we set fire to the coffin and crushed his bones to ashes.
"Uncle Chen, he is a living corpse."
While I explained the situation inside the coffin to Blind Man Chen, I then reached in and groped around.
The dwarf's body was extremely cold and stiff, and I soon found the golden abacus.
Most of it was pressed under him, and the exposed part was tightly held by him.
I was so happy that I quickly took out the abacus.
Blind Chen's movements were very crisp and clean, and he struck the mourning stick in his hand fiercely.
There was a cracking sound, and the dwarf was directly penetrated by Chen Xiazi's mourning stick from the position between his eyebrows.
This scene made my eyelids twitch slightly, but originally I thought it was fine.
Cut the grass without eradicating its roots, but it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.
But after taking another look, I felt something was abnormal...
This dwarf also has a Chinese character face.
If you look carefully, you can see that his closed eyes are a bit narrow...
I don’t know why, but I suddenly thought of Ma Baoyi’s Chinese-character face.
"Let's go after getting the things. This Ji Niang Village is not a place to stay for a long time. Liu Yushu doesn't know when he will come. If Shen Ji is stubborn, we will be in a lot of trouble."
"Okay." My thoughts were pulled back, and the two of them left the coffin room.
Back in the courtyard of her residence, Mrs. He sat on a small bench, crossed her legs, swayed her little feet, and hummed a weird tune that was very captivating.
There were several villagers standing next to them, and the first one was Shen Jiu.
There was sweat on his forehead and he was twisting his body unnaturally.
The other villagers were obviously more embarrassed. I could tell at a glance that Mrs. He was torturing them by humming this tune.
"Luo... Luo Shiliu... Ji'er asked me to come get the book."
The title Shen Jiu is quite affectionate.
I could tell from the beginning that regardless of whether they were young or old in this Bun Niang Village, as long as they were men, they looked at Shen Bun in a different way.
This is also a large part of the reason for their hostility towards me.
And how could a woman like Shen Ji and a man from Ji Niang Village fall in her eyes?
Thinking of this, I still feel a little sigh in my heart.
The former bun lady was fond of men and had many faces. Even after she died, she had to marry a husband every year.
Nowadays, Shen Ji's blood is flowing with the bun mother, but she doesn't show mercy to men. In the end, she became the most critical variable. The destruction of the bun mother's grave proved that there is reincarnation in the way of heaven.
In a trance, I took out the Burial Shadow Viewing Mountain.
Shen Jiu's eyes narrowed, his face flushed a lot, and he looked straight at Ming Ying Guan Shan.
I handed the parchment to Shen Jiu.
Shen Jiu quickly took it, and he quickly and cautiously hid it in his arms, and then the people around him surrounded him.
I'm afraid I'll take the book back.
"Luo Shiliu, you'd better not go back to Ji Niang Village. You are not welcome here. This is also my advice to you on behalf of most people in the village."
I laughed dumbly. Shen Jiu's words did not affect my mood. I even felt a little immature.
His hostility was too obvious.
I nodded and said, "Don't worry too much, Ji Niang Village and I are not from the same place."
The vigilance in Shen Jiu's eyes still did not diminish.
At this moment, I suddenly thought of something again, squinted my eyes slightly and said, "You can go to the coffin room and have a look."
Shen Jiu looked stunned.
I opened my clothes, revealing half of the golden abacus, and said directly: "There is a coffin on Su Po's bed, and there is a corpse in the coffin. If nothing else, Shen Sheng died in his hands."
The next moment, Shen Jiu's eyes turned red.
Without saying a word, he led the people out of the yard.
I suppressed the faint palpitations in my heart. I had already been attacked by Blind Man Chen, and I just borrowed the knife again.
I also hope that this is just unnecessary worry.
