Exit the village entrance and head west.
Under the thin moonlight, Yu Chengmu found a path hidden in the grass. The path was winding and winding. He walked along the road and bypassed a relatively large slope. A wooden building appeared not far away.
The building has an odd shape, is quite large, and is taller than ordinary houses. Two white lanterns hang under the eaves, swaying left and right in the night wind, emitting a miserable light.
A large word "Die" is written on each lantern with a black brush.
A pitch-black plaque hangs above the door of the building. After years of exposure to wind and sun, some of the words on the plaque have long since peeled off and cannot be read. Only the last two words are vaguely visible.
Yizhuang.
After approaching, Yu Chengmu squinted his eyes and looked at the door. A double wooden door was also dilapidated, as if no one had been there for a long time.
But what was alarming was that there was light coming out along the crack in the door.
With two hands, one left and one right, he gently pushed the door. The door was not locked, but was just ajar. The old door shaft made a harsh friction sound. Yu Chengmu stepped over the high threshold and walked into Yizhuang.
What appeared in front of him were dozens or hundreds of coffins.
At the same time, an indescribable stench rushed towards me.
But Yu Chengmu did not reject this smell. On the contrary, it made him feel relieved. He would be surprised if there was no smell of rotting corpses in this place.
Out of habit, he carefully observed the order of the coffins, but after a while, he gave up because these coffins were completely thrown here casually, and some of them didn't even have the coffin lids tightly closed.
The quality of the coffins was very poor. Most were made of thin wooden boards and many had cracks.
When passing a coffin, Yu Chengmu stopped.
Through the gap above, Yu Chengmu could see the legs of the corpse. After a moment, his pupils froze. On the black ankle of the corpse, there was actually a bell tied with red thread.
Only a corpse with a lot of resentment would do this.
At the same time, he suddenly thought of a rumor that some Yizhuangs who had bad feng shui or had been involved in evil activities had the habit of setting the threshold very high.
This is because once the corpse is lifted up, the muscles of the newly lifted corpse are stiff and they can only walk close to the ground and cannot make movements like jumping. The high threshold can prevent them from leaving.
Yu Chengmu calmed down, left the coffin, and walked toward the middle of the lobby. There, there was a space covered by a white cloth, with light shining through.
After getting closer, I found that there were several independent spaces separated by white cloths. The corresponding numbers were marked with pens on the cloths, but only the first three were marked, and the fourth one was... empty.
Obviously, the first three were prepared for them, and the corpses placed inside were the ones that needed to be mended tonight.
When the first piece of white cloth was lifted, what came into view was a wooden shelf with a corpse lying on it. On another shorter shelf were the tools that needed to be used.
A red candle burned faintly, and the light it emitted was barely enough to illuminate.
There is a small incense case in front of the corpse. There are three incense sticks in front of the incense case.
Yu Chengmu respectfully lit the incense on the candle flame, bowed to the body three times, and then inserted it into the incense burner.
After seeing the incense burning smoothly and the smoke floating straight upward, Yu Chengmu breathed a sigh of relief and went to observe the body.
The corpse was that of a man, all wet. It seemed that he had just been picked up from the water not long ago. Water was still dripping down along the edge of the wooden shelf.
The male corpse's abdomen was torn open, and the purple intestines and internal organs were clearly visible. There were wounds on his face and shoulders.
The skin and flesh were everted, the wounds on his face tore apart his nose and half of his cheek, and his ugly gums were exposed, which looked quite scary.
Yu Chengmu wanted to get closer to see more clearly, but the candlestick on which the candles were placed was very heavy. It was difficult to pick it up with one hand to observe the body. With his peripheral vision, he saw that on the shelf where the tools were placed, there were also There is a candle.
After checking it first and finding no problems, Yu Chengmu lit a new candle.
The watchman explained that the entire sewing process can be summarized in five words: respect, clean, organize, mend, and pinch.
The incense had been offered, and Yu Chengmu found a piece of cloth and began to wipe the body.
While wiping, Yu Chengmu noticed that the corpse's left hand was pressed under his body, but after pulling out the arm, he discovered that the corpse had no left hand at all, and pale bones were exposed at the wrist.
At this moment, Yu Chengmu probably had a good idea.
There were three places that needed to be mended, namely the face, shoulders, and abdomen. Among them, the wound on the abdomen was the largest, but Yu Chengmu knew that the most difficult part was the one on the face.
What needs to be kneaded with dough is naturally the missing left hand.
Without any further hesitation, Yu Chengmu took out a needle and thread. The needle was relatively thick, and he used the same corpse-binding thread he had seen before. The first thing he chose was the wound on his shoulder, so he could get familiar with it first.
The needle pierced the skin, and with a slight pull, an uncomfortable friction sensation came from his hand. Yu Chengmu was highly focused and his hand was very steady.
After the sutures were completed, he turned his attention to the abdomen of the corpse.
The intestines and internal organs are mixed together, making people feel numb when watching this scene.
Although Yu Chengmu was a tomb robber, most of the corpses he had seen were rotten and only bones were left. He had rarely experienced situations like this.
He held his breath and leaned forward. He did not choose to sew immediately, but observed first.
Until a few seconds later, as if he had made up his mind, he actually put his hand into the abdomen of the corpse, inserted it into the tangled intestines and internal organs, and groped back and forth, as if he was looking for something.
Yes, he was looking for something.
Find the missing left hand.
Yu Chengmu suspected that one of the traps in this mission was related to the missing left hand.
If the left hand was hidden in the belly of the corpse and he didn't notice it, but still kneaded the left hand out with dough and spliced it together, the consequences would be disastrous.
But after a while, Yu Chengmu took out his hand and his expression eased slightly.
Since his left hand was not found, he could safely suture the wound.
The abdominal wound was so large that it took him half an hour to suture it up. At this moment, the incense was almost half burned. Yu Chengmu calmed down, knowing that he had to seize the time.
Not for himself, but for Jia Jinliang.
Jia Jinliang was last in line. According to time, each of the three of them had an hour, which was a full two hours to deal with the body.
But you know, the watchman also made it clear that no matter what happens, the body must be sewn up before dawn, otherwise something big will happen.
The task started on the third day, which meant that Jia Jinliang, who was ranked last, definitely didn't have enough time.
And if he wanted to save Jia Jinliang, he had only two ways, either to be fast enough to buy as much time as possible for Jia Jinliang, or... to let the next person die and try to end the mission early.
Both Yu Chengmu and Yu Chengmu planned to give it a try.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
After a long wait, brothers, here I come.
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