The man squatted on the ground and looked at the corpse oil in the basin, his eyes full of longing and longing.

Apart from several houses, Mao Xiaocao was instantly awakened and walked out of the bedroom in her pajamas. Just as they saw Wang Jingzhe pushing open the door, they came to the yard and looked at the family they passed by before.

"It's him that smells so heavy with corpse oil?" Mao Xiaocao said with a frown.

Wang Jingzhe nodded and said, "It should be."

"It is said that in order to preserve the corpse of wizards, the ancient witch tribe would apply the corpse oil that flows out from cremation on the corpse, which can achieve an antiseptic effect. Not only can the skin remain the same, but the internal organs will not rot. It looks like a living person, but it needs to be applied every few months. However, this method was hundreds of years ago, and no one would be willing to waste the corpse of himself or his family members like this. Over time, the corpse oil will not be enough, so naturally it will not be able to maintain it."

Wang Jingzhe said: "There is such a thing?"

"There are records in the classics of Fanjing Mountain, and I have read them by chance, but I didn't read them in detail and just glanced over it. I wouldn't have thought that there would be someone who would use this method to preserve corpses. Where did you find so many corpses in this era?" Mao Xiaocao sighed and said worriedly: "It's a sin."

"Make it, go back to sleep." Wang Jingzhe yawned, turned around and left.

Mao Xiaocao blinked his curious eyes and asked, "Hey, are you not going to see it, keep in mind?"

"Brother, after all, it's not the gentlemen in the righteous sects who eliminate demons and defend justice. I just need to manage my own land one acre and three-point area." Wang Jingzhe waved his hand and said, "Sleep, sleep, do whatever you want!"

Mao Xiaocao was speechless: "Actually, I'm not that gossipy..."

In the eyes of ordinary people, corpse oil has always been very terrifying and terrifying. It is said that the early Persians even had the habit of eating corpse oil, and the food made with corpse oil is very delicious.

There is something even more terrifying that most people may not have thought of, that is, when vegetable oil was not widely used, the lard we used to cook was also called meat oil in the north, but in fact it is corpse oil, which is made of pig corpses.

Think about it now, do you feel disgusting?

In Thailand, corpse oil is widely used in raising ghosts, gumman and divination, and many temples are even used openly.

In the yard in front, after the corpse in the stove was burned, almost a pot of corpse oil was collected from the copper basin below. The man dug out the residue of the corpse in the stove and threw it into the bag. After cleaning it, the oil in the basin was poured into a bottle and then left the basement.

The woman's body was lying quietly on the bed. At this time, the corpse spots on her body gradually increased, and the smell of corpse in the room became even heavier.

The man moved a chair and sat beside the bed, rubbing the corpse on the bed with his fingers, which was very rhythmic. He picked up the bottle and slowly dripped the corpse oil on the corpse. He then gently wiped it with his left hand and evenly applied the corpse oil on the skin of the corpse. He wiped it very carefully, carefully and slowly, just like a perfect work of art under his hand, without any flaws.

His technique may be much more delicate than any massage master.

For two hours, a bottle of corpse oil was evenly applied to the corpse by the man. Every inch of the skin was not missed, even in the gaps between fingers or toes.

After the corpse oil was applied, the man wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, looked at the corpse on the bed and admired the artwork from his hands. At this time, the corpse was filled with a faint luster, as if it was rejuvenated, and the corpse spots and corpse energy gradually faded away.

"Wait for a while, I'll put on some makeup for you..." The man gently stroked the corpse's cheek, got up and picked up a few bottles of cosmetics from the table, and even a bottle of nail polish, and then grabbed the woman's hand and applied bright red nails to her.

At this time, the sky gradually shines, and the whole night is about to pass.

The man put down his things, took off his clothes, went to bed, closed his eyes next to the body, and fell asleep not long after.

The next day, in the morning.

On the mountain opposite Liangshui River, a group of nearby villagers took sacrifices and paper money to the hillside and walked towards a cemetery.

A few days ago, an elderly man from a family passed away and was buried on this mountain. Today is the day when the elderly are burning seven, and the family rushed over in the morning.

When I went up the hillside and walked towards the cemetery, someone suddenly realized something was wrong. The grave in the distance was obviously covered with a layer of new soil, and there were traces of excavated around it. It was obvious that it had been moved by someone.

The new soil and the old soil can be distinguished at a glance, but it is obvious. It only took less than a night to go away. If it is tomorrow, the traces may completely disappear after a heavy rain.

It’s just a pity that today is just the day to visit the deceased’s grave!

The deceased's family suddenly changed his face and hurried to the grave. A middle-aged man in his forties said with his lips trembling, "The grave is passive? Yes, someone has dug up the grave?"

"Is it the corpse stole? It doesn't make sense. My second uncle is so old. Why does anyone steal his corpse? It's not worthy of the ghost..."

"I heard that someone would steal dead organs and sell them..."

The middle-aged man climbed up from the grave and turned around and shouted: "Go back to the village and call someone, come here with tools, open the grave and take a look!"

More than an hour later, the grave was dug up, revealing the coffin in the grave. Then, after the coffin board was lifted, the things buried inside were still there, but the body was gone.

The villagers and their families were all confused.

Decades ago, there were stole corpses or even earlier, but the bodies of young men and women were thrown into yin marriages. When the corpses that died of illness or old age were not stolen, there would be no stolen because there was no place available if the stolen.

Half an hour later, the police from Liangshuicheng Police Station came and asked about the causes and consequences. The police were also a little stunned. The body of a man in his sixties was stolen. This matter is a bit evil no matter how you look at it.

"Let's do this, we will file a case first, then look for witnesses, investigate the scene, and see if we can find any clues..."
Chapter completed!