At this time, no matter how hard-working Xiao Linzi was, he was still stunned. He sat down on the ground and pointed at the pickle jar in front of him with trembling fingers.
Along with the skull, there was a lot of dark juice and shapeless rotten pickles.
Liang Yuanque didn't want to touch it with his hands, so he fiddled with the skull a little with his toes and turned its dark eye holes towards him.
There is also a layer of slimy, sludge-like substance hanging on the surface of the skull, which is probably skin and meat that has been over-salted.
Judging from this, it has been pickled in this pickle jar for some years.
Since it had a head, it probably also had limbs and a torso. Liang Yuanque lifted up the pickle jar that had fallen to the ground and looked inside with a flashlight. Sure enough, he found a few bones that looked like hand bones.
Xiao Linzi was petrified and couldn't do anything to help. Liang Yuanque could only shine a flashlight up and called Zhuang Youjie.
"I don't!"
Zhuang Youjie thought he was asking him to go down, so he immediately refused.
"I want you to find me a pair of gloves!" Liang Yuanque swore, "On the way, find a few servants who are strong and bold to bring these pickle jars up and check them out!"
Zhuang Youjie hurried back and left him a pair of gloves first. As for the servant who was willing to do this, the third lady and the uncle had already gone to find him.
The gloves were made of cotton and couldn't provide much insulation, but they were better than nothing. Liang Yuanque put them on and took out the bones in the jar with his hands.
These are indeed two human hand bones. One arm is still connected to the palm, while two parts of the other have fallen off.
There were very rough cutting marks on the joints of the bones. Someone must have used a blunt instrument to cut off the limbs from the body.
Holding back his nausea, he continued to go down, and found a cervical vertebra from the bottom, which also had rough slash marks.
Absolutely, this Lin family is simply a devil's cave, and there are more and more cases!
Liang Yuanque thought that he had not discussed the price with the Lin family yet, and thought that he would have to mention the cost later.
Their family's situation is so complicated, they need to pay more!
After all, the master came forward and found a few brave servants, but they refused to carry the bones that Liang Yuanque took out, and were only willing to move the pickle jar up.
Liang Yuanque shrugged and wisely did not mention what might be in the jars as they worked.
He asked the uncle above him to throw down his coat, wrap the skull with some other bones, make a bundle, and carry it on his back.
"First of all, sir, may I ask who this sufferer is?"
The eldest uncle was frightened when he saw him carrying the rotten, slimy bones on his back.
Liang Yuanque answered him while laying the bones flat on the open space beside him,
"It was a woman. She said she died miserably."
People around him regarded him as a Feng Shui master, so they naturally thought that he had learned it through a psychic.
But Zhuang Youjie knew his true identity after all, so he thought to himself, why should he ask through a psychic?
This friend was cut into sections and made into pickles. If this is not miserable, what is miserable?
As for how he found out it was a woman, Zhuang Youjie heard from a friend who studied medicine that some bone structures of men and women are different.
Liang Yuanque directed the servants to open all the pickle jars. As the lids of each jar were opened, screams came one after another.
Sure enough, every pickle jar contained some bones with rotten skin and flesh.
Liang Yuanque arranged the bones in his hand and went to check the other jars one by one.
In the second jar he opened, he took out a half-leg bone and another spine.
In the third tank is a pelvis, which is the hardest bone in the human body and is difficult to break with normal strength.
There were many obvious marks on the pelvic bone where he had been hacked and smashed. It was obvious that the assailant tried hard but failed.
Liang Yuanque held the scarred pelvis, a trace of doubt rising between his brows.
He looked at the skulls on the ground and murmured, "Two people?"
The first skull discovered had the eyebrow arch above the eye socket and a small and thin lower jaw. It was a typical female skull.
The pelvis he discovered now was narrow and tall, with a narrow lower opening. The entire pelvis was funnel-shaped. It was obviously a man's pelvis.
Liang Yuanque couldn't think of the origin for a moment, and he couldn't figure out who the two bones belonged to, so he could only sort out all the bones first.
Since no one was willing to come forward to help, he performed the work alone, so the progress was very slow. It was getting dark, and there were still two pickle vats that had not been sorted.
At this time, the old lady of the Lin family, who had collapsed due to stimulation, woke up, heard about the situation here, and was helped to stagger over to take a look.
When she first arrived, the old lady was startled when she saw the human bones all over the ground. But after all, she had lived for so many years and had gone through many storms, and she finally stabilized.
"Sir, these are all..."
She walked up and asked Liang Yuanque who was working hard.
Liang Yuanque showed her a piece of spine in his hand.
"Discovered in the vegetable cellar, a man and a woman were dismembered and stuffed into pickle jars."
The old lady looked at the disgusting thing in his hand, her heart trembled, and she asked hurriedly,
"Did these two people die together?"
Liang Yuanque raised his eyebrows, feeling that the old lady's question was strange.
It seems more reasonable to ask, "How did they die? When did they die?"
But what she said was not an ordinary question, but a selective question whose answer was nothing more than "yes or no".
Liang Yuanque put down the things in his hands and pointed to the two corpses that he had spread on the ground and tried to put together.
"In terms of the degree of decomposition, the female corpse died first, and the male corpse died after her, and the time should be in recent years."
Among them, the female skeleton had been basically pieced together under his sorting, with only some fragmentary bones missing.
As for the male skeleton, the limbs and torso were basically pieced together, but there was no crucial skull.
Liang Yuanque had stirred the remaining jars in advance, but there were no skulls in them.
In other words, although this eldest brother was cut into pieces and stuffed into the pickle jar, his head was nowhere to be found.
Maybe he was taken away by an intentional murderer.
Liang Yuanque saw the old lady's hands shaking visibly again, and thought to herself, if you can't bear it, just stop watching, aunt!
But the old lady seemed to be possessed. She couldn't help but pounced towards the male corpse, her mouth wide open, and it took a long time before she let out a shrill cry,
"Son, son! My son!"
