In the mass graves outside Guobei County, many corpses were wrapped in straw mats and then thrown away. The remains of corpses were everywhere.
The place is indeed quite decent, but it is overgrown with weeds. It is obvious that no one has taken care of it at a glance, and most of the graves do not have signed tombstones.
Qin Bai searched for a moment in the mass graves. Fortunately, Zhu Erdan's status as a civil servant was of some use, at least there were still tombstones.
The tombstone is made of wood and has mostly decayed. It may be that too much money was spent on carving the stone monument. There are a few large characters written on it.
"The tomb of Zhuerdan, a Juren in Gusu City."
Compared with the tomb next to it, Zhuerdan's tomb is taller, half a meter in size, and has a peach sapling planted on it.
However, perhaps because no one had fertilized or watered it for a long time, the peach saplings had withered. Several black catalpa-shaped insects crawled on them, and they spread their wings and flew away as he approached.
Zhu Erdan's tomb has been found, but what should be done next is not to dig the grave.
After this idea came to mind, Qin Bai couldn't stop thinking about digging up the tomb.
Is it possible that I really have some perverted tendencies? No, no, I am just seeking the truth out of the desire to solve crimes. Yes, there is only one truth.
He was mainly curious. In a sense, the appearance of the corpse before death would be reflected on the resentful spirit, so something must have happened when Zhu Erdan died, otherwise the resentful spirit would never be so weird.
At this time, the sky had begun to get darker and the sun was about to set. Since Qin Bai had decided to do such an immoral thing as digging graves, he naturally did not plan to do it during the day.
He directly found a relatively flat place on the grave and lay down, planning to wait until it got dark. There were weeds all around, so he couldn't be seen.
Qin Bai was not idle during this period. He was drawing strokes in the air with his hands, actually practicing the talisman of the Taiyin Formation.
But there is really not much progress. The Taiyin Formation is too complicated for a novice like him, so he doesn't need to think about it in a short time.
Unless you obtain intermediate painting skills when unlocking the achievement, you may need to practice for a while.
In comparison, paper swordsmanship is much simpler. According to Qin Bai's current progress, he can master it within a month, and then he can try to carve spells.
Moreover, using bark paper and adding his own infuriating energy, even if the painting style is not that good, the power can still compete with the flying sword.
Coupled with the fish bag engraved with the Taiyin Formation, when the time comes to use this to keep the sword, I feel it is enough to compare with Yan Chixia's sword box.
Qin Bai felt very motivated and could not help but immerse himself in drawing the symbols. Time passed in the blink of an eye.
By the time he reacted, the moon was already high in the sky and his body was soaked with dew.
After Qin Bai came back to his senses, he couldn't help but stretch his waist, and suddenly found that sleeping on the grave was more comfortable than sleeping on the bed.
He felt more and more like a heretic. He was either doing trouble all day long or on the way to doing it.
"It's better to dig the grave quickly and go back to the inn. The more you treat people here, the more you feel like the underworld. You even have the urge to dance on the grave."
He took out a relatively wide-edged dagger from his arms. Tools such as shovels were not available in the Points Mall, unless he signed in to start a gold-making career.
Although he was not fully prepared, with his strength, even giving himself an ear spoon was enough to stage a prison break.
However, Qin Bai dug his dagger into the soil and suddenly felt something was wrong.
You must know that Zhu Erdan has not been buried for long, and there is a lot of rain in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. How can the soil be so hard?
He subconsciously picked up a handful of soil and rubbed it with his fingertips. It felt like grainy gravel on his hand, which was really weird.
Maybe because the weeds were too lush, he didn't notice the problem with the soil here.
Qin Bai couldn't help but walk around and found that the soil in most of the tombs was normal, except for three of the tombs that were slightly different.
"It could be that the soil to fill the tomb was transported from elsewhere, but why waste this effort..."
He knew that the fat owner of the inn must be hiding something, but since he said it was run by the Yamen, he would never lie to himself, and there must be something hidden in it.
No matter what, he dug first. Qin Bai started digging up the soil with his dagger, but after just a few digs, footsteps suddenly came from the dirt road not far away.
He dodged and hid in the weeds, then looked in that direction in the moonlight, and saw two people walking towards the cemetery one after the other.
The leader was a thin middle-aged man with a sinister look on his face, his back hunched over as he kept glancing around.
A crow sounded, and he was startled, but then he couldn't help but curse a few times, and then looked towards his companions.
"Is it true? How much money can be made in this damn place?"
The other person was a man with a fair face and no beard, carrying a big bag and walking quickly. He answered in a hoarse voice.
"Old Wu, you don't know this. Although it is a mass grave, at least three masters of Juren are actually buried here."
Old Wu was shocked. No matter how he thought about it, it was a bit unusual. How could anyone be buried in a mass grave?
"Liu Fu, don't fucking talk nonsense. Can there be a candidate in this place?"
"It's harmful." Liu Fu patted his head helplessly and continued: "Isn't there a relative in my family who works as a servant in the magistrate's house? I heard it accidentally. It is said that they were all unrelated and died tragically. There is no such thing. People claim the body.”
"There is such a fucking weird thing, so why are you digging these tombs of masters?" Old Wu became interested in him, and he licked his lips, with greed in his eyes.
"What do you know? These three candidates all died tragically. According to our rules here, the burial standards must be of the highest standard, otherwise their resentment will not be suppressed at all."
Liu Fu licked his lips, his face full of greed. He actually wanted to have it all for himself, but he tried it out at the mass grave a few days ago and didn't have the courage at all, so he simply called for another person.
This old Wu was famous in Gusu City for his courage. He did a lot of sneaky and unethical things, and even went to other people's ancestral halls in the middle of the night to eat sacrifices.
"What's in it?" Old Wu couldn't help but ask. He just owed a lot of bad debts a few days ago. It would be great if he could make a fortune from it.
"Not to mention anything else, the Juren master's shroud is decorated with gold threads, and he has jade in his mouth, which is worth his money."
Liu Fu rubbed his hands and quickened his pace towards the mass grave. Old Wu immediately followed behind him.
What they didn't notice was that Qin Bai was secretly observing.
"The gravedigger has arrived."
