After leaving Baomo Zhai, the two of them found a place to have a meal and wandered on the street for a long time. When they found a rickshaw to take them back, the sun was almost setting.
The day passed quietly. Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, Fatty suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart. It was going to be night again. After nightfall, the ghost horse would return to the world again with its innocent soul.
And according to what the shopkeeper said, someone would be taken away every time, and I don’t know whose turn it will be this time.
In front of the sofa, everyone had returned. Jiang Cheng and Fatty were the last group. After listening to the two briefly describe the clues they had collected, everyone fell into deep thought.
The amount of information is a bit large, and the rumors about "Ghost Horse Picture" are even more bizarre, but if you think about it carefully, many places are consistent with the information they collected from other channels.
After a long silence, Zhang Shiwei said in a low voice: "I believe what Brother Jiang said. Ding Zhenzong and I went to that hospital again today and found the bodies of those Japanese people."
"Ding Zhenzong was right, we saw a pair of cloth shoes on the feet of one of the corpses, with a plum blossom embroidered on the upper, which is very easy to identify."
"But...but there are still some differences. Let Ding Zhenzong talk about this matter." Zhang Shiwei showed a strange expression, and no one knew what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
"Those corpses are different from when I went to see them yesterday!" Ding Zhenzong spoke urgently. His appearance instinctively made everyone feel uneasy. "When I saw them yesterday, the corpses wearing plum-print cloth shoes were lying on the second to last morgue. On the bed, but this time, he actually changed to the penultimate bed!"
"Who would be so bored to move the corpse? It must be... they must have moved on their own. They got up last night to come to us, and tonight... they will come tonight too!" It seems that last night's scene left a lasting impression on Ding Zhenzong. It cast a huge psychological shadow, and after mentioning the ghost horse and the corpse, it was difficult to speak.
"Come on, come on, what are you afraid of?" Yao Shunyu said in a frivolous tone, "You are an experienced veteran after all. Look at your cowardly look. You can't live or die."
Hearing Yao Shunyu's words, Ding Zhenzong was not angry, but just stared at him coldly. Later, he really calmed down his fear and his expression returned to his natural state.
"Mr. Luo, what did you find there?" Jiang Cheng always paid attention to Luo Tianhe and the others.
"We found Fengtou Village and learned from the villagers that this incident really happened. Someone had erected a solitary grave where the tragedy occurred."
"The solitary grave is what the locals call it. It is actually a joint burial tomb. According to the villagers, there are no corpses in the tomb, only seven heads."
"The tomb was built by people from the city. Everything was kept simple. There was no name engraved on the tombstone. It only said Tomb of Seven Gentlemen. I think it was because I was worried that the Oriental people would come back for revenge."
"The biggest gain of this trip is that I found a witness to the tragedy." After a pause, Luo Tianhe changed his words, "It's not appropriate to say he was a witness. To be precise, he was an insider."
After hearing this, everyone became interested. The information from an insider was so important, and they might be able to find out the whereabouts of "Ghost Horse Picture".
"This person is a villager from Fengtou Village. He came back late because he was drinking in the city that day. By the time he almost reached the village, it was already midnight."
"After drinking too much, he wandered to the side of the road, but he heard strange noises in the woods not far away, and there was a faint sound, as if there was a fire."
"So he curiously climbed up the hillside and looked down, but the next second, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. In the light of the fire, he saw several people being pressed to the ground, and then their heads were chopped off one by one. The head as big as a gourd rolled on the ground, and blood spurted out from the headless cavity as if it was for free."
"The man sobered up immediately. He wanted to run, but his legs and feet no longer obeyed him. They were as soft as mud, and he collapsed directly on the ground."
"Those who beheaded people were very vigilant. After cleaning up the traces of the scene, they began to send people to search nearby to see if there were any forgotten places. Just when they were about to search the place where the man was hiding, what a coincidence, God It rained heavily, so those people dragged a cart of things and evacuated, and the man also saved his life."
"Drawing a cart of stuff?" Jiang Cheng grasped the key point keenly.
Luo Tianhe nodded and responded with an affirmative look, "Yes, it's what you think. I think the things in that car are cultural relics, and the "Ghost Horse Picture" is also among them. Mr. Ke Gong and others want to secretly steal the cultural relics overnight. He was transported out of the city, but unexpectedly he was betrayed by Song Keli and fell into an ambush by the Japanese."
"Also, after the Japanese people left, the man didn't know how long it took for him to finally struggle out of fear. Unexpectedly, he saw something else." Luo Tianhe's calm face was slightly broken, "He heard a burst of Strange grinding noise."
"The friction sound became louder and more harsh. Even the sound of heavy rain could not completely cover it up. It was like sharp claws scraping the wooden board. The man followed the sound and found that the sound was coming from the place where the coffin was buried."
Such a picture appeared in Fatty's mind. In a dark and sealed coffin, a headless corpse was digging at the coffin with bloody nails, one after another, faster and faster.
"Until a hand stretched out from the soil, and then corpses emerged from the soil. In the gloomy environment, there were a total of seven corpses, all without heads, standing upright together."
Just imagining this scene was terrifying enough, and everyone suddenly sympathized with the unlucky guy who was watching the whole process. If he didn't get scared to death on the spot, his life would be in danger.
"Later, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance, and a huge horse appeared in front of the corpse. The black horse, if you don't look carefully, almost blends into the night."
"Then the headless corpse standing at the front suddenly moved, stretched out its hands stiffly, and grasped the ponytail. Then the remaining corpses seemed to have received the signal at the same time. One after another, they stretched out their arms and put them on the shoulders of the person in front of them. Above, the seven corpses were just like this, following the black horse, not lifting their feet, and dragging their feet on the ground."
"Also, the corpse's feet were shackled, and the sound of the clattering was very clear." Luo Tianhe lowered his voice as he spoke.
The level of detail in this story was beyond Jiang Cheng's expectation. It was even so detailed that he doubted the authenticity of the story. "Mr. Luo, how does this man know so much detail? Also, why hasn't such news been circulated before?"
There was no intention to argue, Jiang Cheng's question was very pertinent. Judging from everyone's reactions, everyone had similar suspicions. At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Tianhe, Yuan Shanyuan, and Bai Yu.
"Because this man has gone crazy." Luo Tianhe said, "He was scared to death."
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