Next, Wang Dabao also talked about what he experienced yesterday.
Wang Dabao's job in Yizhuang is actually relatively easy. He just cleans the house and wipes the dust on the coffins every day.
As for how much life there is to live, it depends on how many coffins are stored in the charity village. During this period, there are not many coffins in Qin's charity village, only about a hundred. Generally, they can all be cleaned up in one morning, and then You can rest by yourself in the afternoon.
The salary is high and the life is leisurely. It is indeed a very good job.
Of course, this job is not something just anyone can do.
In such a large charity village, there is only one coffin caretaker, who has to walk back and forth among the rows of coffins every day to clean them. Only a naturally courageous person like Wang Dabao can do this job happily. If it were anyone else, let alone Lying on the coffin and wiping ashes, letting him stay here for one night might scare him into something crazy.
Yesterday morning, Wang Dabao finally went to Mrs. Qin's corpse room after cleaning up the coffins in other places.
Because when Mr. Qin comes, he often brings him some exquisite food, and occasionally gives him some rewards.
Although Wang Dabao didn't know the specific identity of Mr. Qin, he also knew that he must be a big shot.
For such a big shot, Wang Dabao was naturally very grateful to him for speaking politely to him and giving him gifts and money from time to time, so he always worked extra carefully and diligently when cleaning Mrs. Wang's corpse.
Yesterday, he walked into Mrs. Wang's morgue. He first cleaned the floor, wiped Mrs. Wang's nanmu coffin until it was spotless, and then added some light to the ever-burning lamp in the morgue. kerosene.
After doing all this, when Wang Dabao packed up everything and was about to leave the corpse room, he suddenly heard some strange noises coming from Mrs. Wang's coffin.
I have to say that Wang Dabao is really a very bold person. If it had been anyone else, if they had encountered this kind of thing, their legs would have been so frightened that they would have run away.
But Wang Dabao returned to the coffin and leaned on the coffin lid to listen for a while.
There was a rustling sound inside, as if something was moving.
Wang Dabao didn't think much about it. A suspicious person couldn't be a cobbler, nor could he be a coffin bearer in this righteous village.
At that time, Wang Dabao just thought that maybe a mouse or some kind of snake had got into Mrs. Wang's coffin.
The coffin was made of nanmu.
But Wang Dabao is just an old man with little knowledge. He has lived in an isolated valley all his life. There is no nanmu in Taoyuan Village, so he doesn't know how strong and corrosion-resistant this wood is.
And if Mrs. Qin's bones were eaten by rats, snakes and insects, Mr. Qin would definitely be very sad.
This was Wang Dabao's only thought at that time.
So he went to find a crowbar and eagerly prepared to pry open the coffin to see if there were any snakes, insects, mice inside. If so, he would help clean it up, and maybe Mr. Qin could give him a little more. Pen reward money.
But when he brought a crowbar and prepared to pry open the coffin, the lid of the coffin was pushed open from the inside, and then a very young woman sat up from inside.
At that moment, Wang Dabao was frightened.
Da Baoye is very courageous and has never been afraid of dead people. However, just because he is not afraid of dead people does not mean that he is not afraid of ghosts.
Maybe his previous boldness was just because he didn't believe in ghosts or that the dead would come back to life.
But at that moment, Wang Dabao really saw a dead man come to life.
The woman who emerged from the coffin, wearing many jewels and a white skirt, turned her head and glanced at Wang Dabao.
According to Wang Dabao's description, the woman really "twisted" her head. At that time, Wang Dabao was standing directly behind her. The woman did not turn sideways, but turned her head directly behind her and glanced at Wang Dabao.
Wang Dabao has never seen such empty and cold eyes. He has seen many dead people.
Eyes, the eyes of the dead are empty, but not cold.
So just by being glanced at by the woman in the coffin, Wang Dabao felt that the hairs all over his body stood up. Then Wang Dabao saw an even more terrifying scene. The woman in white floated up from the coffin, like a picture. Like pieces of paper, they floated past him and out of the funeral chamber.
Wang Dabao stood there blankly for a while, then let out a scream and ran out of the tomb.
Outside the mourning room, he almost bumped into Qin Songling, who happened to be visiting his late wife today. But because he was too scared, he ran away without saying hello to Mr. Qin.
Then Wang Dabao spent an afternoon before finally returning to Xintaoyuan Village, but he did not dare to tell others what he saw today. He just hid in his own home until the patrol found him the next day and brought him to the village. Brought to the patrol station.
Wang Dabao has finished speaking.
He had already told Inspector Lin and Qin Songling about these things.
But Qin Songling's face still showed a look of absolute disbelief.
"What a lie. Amei has been dead for fifty-three years, how can her body not rot yet? Do you mean she turned into a ghost? That's ridiculous!"
"You were nowhere to be seen yesterday afternoon. You must have gone to hide the jewelry, property, and Xiaomei's bones."
If it is based on ordinary people's cognition, Qin Songling's inference is very reasonable. At this time, in the office, both Detective Lin and Director Liu showed expressions of deep approval on their faces. Even Wang Dahu's expression They all became a little weird, as if they wanted to believe what the great treasurer said, but they couldn't convince themselves.
Only Shu Guan chose to believe in Wang Dabao.
He could see that Wang Dabao was telling the truth and could understand what Wang Dabao said because he was not an ordinary person.
So, the great treasurer... met a ghost?
To be honest, Shu Guan has been a practitioner for more than a year and has never seen a ghost.
Then he slowly raised his head, and Qin Songling said calmly:
"I have to take my people away today, but I will give you an explanation for this matter."
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Half an hour later, Shu Guan's figure appeared outside Qin's Yizhuang.
Qin's Yizhuang is not far from Bell Tower Street, which is why Qin Songling chose that patrol station to report the crime.
Wang Dabao had already asked Dahu to take him back first. As for the address of Qin's Yizhuang, Shu Guan also knew that when he was searching for those men in black in Yingcheng District some time ago, he passed by here, but he never went in because they came from outside. When passing by, I didn't notice anything unusual here.
It now seemed that although they had searched extremely carefully, they might still have missed something.
Although Qin's Yizhuang is located in the center of Yingcheng District, the surrounding area is quite desolate. After all, this is not the era when Shu Guan traveled back in time to a big city where every inch of land was precious. Some time ago, Shu Guan had already discovered that there are many people in this Yingcheng District. In fact, there is no difference between open space and the wild.
Qin's Yizhuang is located in an open space by the river. The Qin family is a large clan in Chuzhou and a famous family in the Great China Dynasty. It used to be a thousand years ago and the Yizhuang covered an area of several hundred acres, including public fields. There are private schools and ancestral halls, but now their scale has shrunk a lot, with only a few dozen houses left, which have not been repaired for a long time and are only used to store some coffins.
Shu Guan walked into the righteous village. On both sides of the path were open wooden houses, with coffins placed one after another in the wooden houses. When Shu Guan passed by those wooden houses, he felt a gust of wind, which made him It was inevitable that I would feel a little chilly in my heart.
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It's Yin Qi.
With so many corpses parked, it is naturally easier to gather the spiritual energy of the bardo of heaven and earth.
Of course, these corpses are ordinary people who died normally. The yin energy they gather is also very normal yin energy. It is not "evil" and has no impact on ordinary people's bodies. Otherwise, the great treasurer would stay like this every day. This place has been plagued by serious illnesses for a long time.
According to what the great treasurer said, Shu Guan followed the path to the end and saw a lonely wooden house standing there. The wooden door was somewhat damaged, as if someone had hit it hard, and a faint light came from inside.
Shu Guan pinched the fingers of his left hand quickly a few times, then raised his palm and took a look.
The hexagrams of Yi Zhang Sutra show that there will be no danger in walking in.
So Shuguan stepped in.
The light inside the wooden house was very dark, but there was a long table with an exquisite copper lamp lit on it, and the large flame was swaying slightly.
There is a white curtain hanging from the ceiling, surrounding the center of the house. Due to the passage of time, the white curtain has turned yellow, but it is still neat. Under the dim light, the back of the white curtain can be vaguely seen. , place this coffin.
Just with such a scene, ordinary people dare to stand here, which is considered to be very brave.
Shu Guan originally wanted to lift up the white curtain and take a look at the coffin, but at this time he noticed that there was another thing on the long table.
That's a picture frame.
So Shu Guan walked over, picked up the photo frame and took a look.
There is a black-and-white photo in the photo frame. In the photo is a woman wearing a traditional Dahua shirt and skirt. This photo should have been taken a long time ago. The photo has already turned yellow, and the photographic film technology of decades ago is simply incomparable to what it is now. In comparison, the portraits taken out are somewhat vague.
But even so, the woman in the photo looks so beautiful. The woman looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, with her long hair tied up in a loose bun, and a few strands of hair floating on her forehead, smiling slightly. She was smiling, with two shallow dimples appearing on her cheeks, her eyes were gentle and bright, and her temperament was natural and friendly.
It seems that this is Qin Songling's first wife who died young and young. No wonder Qin Songling has been obsessed with his first wife for so many years. It is indeed difficult for people to forget such a beautiful and gentle-looking woman.
Shu Guan sighed softly, put the photo frame back on the table, then turned around and came to the white curtain. He lifted the curtain and saw the coffin behind the curtain. The coffin lid had fallen to the ground aside. Several thick coffin nails fell beside the coffin.
Shu Guan bent down and picked up a coffin nail and looked at it. The coffin nail was already rusty. It was about a foot long and as thick as a finger. Once this kind of specialized coffin nail was nailed into the coffin, it could only be done by manpower alone. It's impossible to pull it out.
That's why the great treasurer went to find a crowbar.
And if an ordinary person is locked up in such a mahogany coffin and nails are hammered into the coffin, there is almost no possibility of escape. Even a top martial arts master like Han Biao may be able to crack the coffin, but he has to push it away from the inside. The coffin lid, however, is powerless to do so.
Therefore, the woman who pushed open the coffin lid and sat up as the great treasurer mentioned cannot be an ordinary person.
...he is really strong...
Shu Guandi muttered, then took out a turtle shell and a few ancient coins, and placed the turtle shell in the empty coffin.
When he bent down to put the turtle shell away, he noticed a strange and strange smell permeating the coffin.
Not the unpleasant smell of rotting corpses, but an indescribable smell.
If there really was a corpse in this coffin that had been stored for more than fifty years, then that corpse should have never rotted.
Shu Guan thought this, then straightened up and threw the copper coins in his hand on the turtle shell.
He wanted to divine where the female ghost was now.
