Chapter 879 You have to believe that my skills as a corpse stitcher are professional
Jin An hummed and began to ask Team Leader Huang how he met Shi Zhiping.
"Shi Zhiping?"
"Taoist Master Jin'an is talking about Wang Donglin, right?"
Shi Zhiping not only changed his appearance, but also used a pseudonym.
What happened was that one morning when leader Huang was practicing his voice, he overheard Shi Zhiping singing a cappella and was amazed by Shi Zhiping's voice.
After asking about it, I learned that Shi Zhiping had loved listening to and singing operas since he was a child. He always sang and guessed by himself and had never joined any opera troupe.
Leader Huang became interested in talents and recruited Shi Zhiping into the theater troupe.
Not to mention, since Shi Zhiping was recruited, the troupe gradually improved, and more people came to listen to the opera. It took Shi Zhiping less than ten days to establish a firm foothold in the troupe.
"This means that smart hunters often appear as prey." The old Taoist priest added at the right time.
It is said that young girls who are in love admire talented people. After a while, the daughter of class leader Huang has a secret crush on Shi Zhiping. This has long been an open secret in the theater troupe. Neither of them refuted it, and even class leader Huang did not object.
The feelings between the two.
If there had been no accident later, if Leader Huang’s daughter had not gone crazy...
Shi Zhiping has always played a kind and loving character in the troupe. Even if Leader Huang's daughter goes crazy, he will never leave her. Apart from Leader Huang, he is one of the few people who often comes to visit Miss Huang. This kind of disguise of his
, and also won unanimous favor from everyone. People in the theater troupe were even more convinced of Shi Zhiping, who had both ability and political integrity.
Of course, Shi Zhiping was all pretending to show others. He had pretended to be a harmless third housekeeper in the Song family. If Jin An hadn't appeared to solve the case, who would have thought that such a person would be a murderous kidnapper.
Killed Miss Song, the pig butcher, and a maid next to Miss Song.
When he learned that Shi Zhiping's true identity was a criminal wanted by the imperial court, and was testified by a government official, Team Leader Huang was so frightened that his legs and feet trembled on the spot, and he almost lost his balance.
"The theater troupe has no money to blackmail. Even if Miss Huang is kidnapped, she cannot get a ransom. What is Shi Zhiping trying so hard to get into the theater troupe?" Zhang Hu, a yamen servant, humbly asked Jin An.
Jin An: "I have to ask Shi Zhiping personally about this matter."
It was inconvenient to talk in the pit. When several people wanted to carry the corpse out, the smiling corpse with slit eyes opened its mouth and a luminous pearl fell out. Zhang Hu wanted to bend down to pick it up, but Jin An stopped him.
Jin An personally picked up the luminous pearl, and smoke emitted from his fingertips, like hot oil meeting cold water, causing a violent reaction.
The old Taoist priest came over to take a look out of curiosity and called out "Mother". Why was there a face floating in the night pearl?
Just after he finished shouting, the old Taoist priest's eyes widened in surprise: "This face looks familiar...isn't it Miss Huang!"
"I understand, old man. Miss Huang's soul was sucked by this ghost bead! It must be Shi Zhiping's bastard who did something immoral again. He wanted to take advantage of the corpse energy of the Slit Eyes Laughing Corpse and the yang energy of the living person.
Come and raise this ghost bead!"
The old Taoist priest cursed angrily.
"Old Taoist, do you still remember the bronze mirror with human face, stone with human face, square tripod with human face, statue with human face, and night pearl with human face that Fatty Li mentioned..."
Jin An's eyes were cold: "It seems that the Human-Faced Night Pearl came from the same origin as the Human-Faced Bronze Mirror. The source of Miss Huang's nightmare has been found. It is most likely that the evil spirit in the Human-Faced Night Pearl stole it through nightmare scares.
The three souls and seven souls of Miss Huang finally plan to borrow Miss Huang's body to be reborn, just like the bronze mirror with a human face in Lin Cheng's family."
At this time, Team Leader Huang knelt down and cried again, begging Jin An to save his daughter. Jin An helped Team Leader Huang up and said that he must save her, but this would have to wait until Miss Huang fell asleep at night, and he would be able to escape from the evil spirit in Miss Huang's dream.
Safely retrieve the stolen soul in your hands.
The old Taoist priest also nodded in agreement, and then added: "It seems that the troupe's recent good business is related to this female corpse with slit eyes and a smiling face. From a Feng Shui perspective, this is called raising evil spirits to attract wealth, just like raising a little ghost.
It probably has something to do with Shi Zhiping. He used sideways to make the troupe's business prosperous and everyone felt that the troupe couldn't do without him, so he could continue to stay in the troupe."
After learning all the truth, the one who was most shocked was Team Leader Huang, who looked ten years older.
Failure in both career and family is probably the biggest blow in life.
Now that the cause of Miss Huang's illness has been found and a solution has been found, the next step is to interrogate Shi Zhiping. They have just arrived at the stage, and "Ambush from Flying Daggers" has just reached the climax of the second half of the opera. The general is ambushed and leads his troops.
After a desperate resistance, the sword flashed, and the soldier's head flew up. The column of blood sprayed several feet high, and the headless body fell heavily to the ground.
Gurgling gurgling——
The blood from the broken neck was flowing like a stream, immediately staining the stage red and flowing to the ground.
Not to mention that the spectators did not react for a while, even Zhang Hu and the government officials did not react to this sudden scene. When Zhang Hu and his men rushed to the stage and subdued the murderer who was stunned, the hundreds of spectators below
When they finally came to their senses, there was an explosion, and people stampeded in panic and rushed to flee.
"Killing! Killing!"
"Dead people!"
"Run!"
The grass wall that was originally separated by straw curtains was directly smashed by the panicking crowd and could not be stopped at all. The government officials guarding outside could only watch the crowd flee and were helpless.
The tragedy and shock were the most debilitating. There were so many changes on this day that Team Leader Huang finally couldn't bear it anymore. His legs went limp and he was paralyzed. Fortunately, Jin An, who has quick eyes and quick hands, held him back.
He took a sip of Zangqi to adjust the breath of Team Leader Huang, and then handed it to the old Taoist priest: "Old Taoist, help Team Leader Huang find a place to sit down and rest."
After saying that, he rushed to the stage to check what happened to Shi Zhiping's death.
There was blood all over the stage, and blood was sprayed everywhere by the blood pillar. Jin An touched the headless corpse, and it still had body temperature. It was indeed a living person who had been beheaded.
"It's interesting. I'm even more curious. What on earth is Shi Zhiping up to?" Jin An pulled away his fingers and looked at the headless body that was still bleeding on the ground. Instead of looking annoyed, he looked at it with interest and followed
Ordinary people react differently.
"Brother Zhang, go to Wu Zang Taoist Temple and ask my uncle to bring a coffin, and then transport Shi Zhiping's body to a mass grave and bury it." Jin An said with a smile on his face. Everyone could see that his intention was not that.
Simple.
There is never a shortage of people watching the fun in this world. At this time, people who like to join in the fun learned that the troupe was actually performing a fake show and someone died, so they gathered around to watch the fun. As the situation spread, it spread to ten,
Rumor has it that this bizarre murder case quickly spread throughout Goulanwasi, and spread throughout most of Jiangzhou Prefecture in less than a day.
On this day, what people discussed most after dinner was the bizarre murder case that the troupe faked for real.
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After dark, the mass graves are littered with tombstones, dotted with will-o'-the-wisps, and filled with mist and miasma.
At night, hungry wild dogs with green eyes would run into the mass graves and dig up the corpses. Everywhere you could see open graves and cleanly gnawed human arm bones, leg bones, and skulls.
Not to mention the gloomy atmosphere during the day, no one dares to come to the mass graves. At night, it is even more gloomy and there are no human figures. There are only wild dogs or wild beasts with hungry green eyes running around the graves, and the crawling black figures in the graves.
It is easy for people to be confused and mistakenly think that they are grave robbers digging into the grave.
swish swish...
swish swish...
In the barren mountains, there was a strange noise from a grave, as if several figures were secretly digging the grave. When the dark clouds drifted away and the moonlight illuminated the mass grave, it was clear that several wild dogs were digging the grave.
This grave is covered with new soil, and there are incense candles and traces of paper money in front of the wooden plaque. This is a new grave that has just been buried. I don’t know if it means that this person is unlucky or that this person’s ancestors were too wicked and smoked, so he suffered this just after he was buried.
Wild dogs dig graves.
These wild dogs are accustomed to eating human flesh in mass graves. They are very skilled and quick at digging graves, and they quickly pulled out the black coffins.
Strange to say, these hungry green-eyed wild dogs dug out the coffin, but did not rush to bite it open. At this moment, a white lantern appeared at the foot of the mass grave.
The white lantern was not very fast, and the person holding the lantern was an old man in coarse cloth who was almost seventy years old and whose skin was as loose as the bark of an ugly old tree.
The old man was really too old and his climbing speed was not very fast. It took several times the time for an ordinary person to reach the new grave that had been dug up by wild dogs.
"Hey, your death is a complete solution. You can escape yourself, but it will make me climb a mountain in the middle of the night to sew your body, carry your body, and take care of the rest of your funeral."
The old man in coarse cloth stood in front of the grave and talked to himself. The hungry wild dogs with green eyes sat quietly aside and did not attack the old man.
"You guys go hunting nearby."
These dogs were not wild dogs, but were actually raised by humans. Following the old man’s orders, the dogs began to scatter and dig into the graves, and the sound of grinding teeth began to be heard in the quiet mass graves late at night.
These dogs either hold the skulls of people on the roadside and gnaw them, or they pick up the hands and feet of dead people from graves dug by other wild dogs and start chewing them. In this late-night mass grave, it sounds particularly harsh and creepy.
I don’t know who this old man is, but he actually tames a vicious dog that eats dead human flesh.
Speaking of the new tomb, the old man took off his baggage from behind, took out the red candle and three incense sticks he had prepared in advance, inserted them into the soil of the tomb and lit them one by one.
"Don't think that I have many pedantic rules, and don't be impatient. Although I came here under your instructions, the rules passed down by my ancestors of corpse stitchers cannot be thrown into my hands. The process of leaving is still
I have to walk it again."
The old man talked to himself in front of the incense candle and the coffin. He didn't jump into the grave until the three sticks of incense were burned out.
Not to mention, the old man who was slow on his feet not long ago actually shattered the coffin nails sealing the coffin with one palm of his hand, pushed the coffin open, and revealed a headless corpse inside.
There was a mouthful of black cloth next to the headless body. When the black cloth was untied, it was revealed to be Shi Zhiping's head.
"Hey, they say that ruthless people tend to come out in the north, and they are ruthless in doing things. Today is indeed an eye-opener. I didn't expect you to be so ruthless that you would chop off your own head, tsk tsk."
The old man held up the human head, which had long since lost its body temperature, looked at it for a while, and started talking.
It seems that what he is holding in his hand is not a monstrous head.
Just an elm pimple.
As soon as the old man's hand touched the dead man's head, the next moment he put his fingers in his mouth and blew a sharp whistle. Immediately, a vicious dog ran over with a dead man's arm in its mouth.
The old man took off a handful of dog hair from the evil dog's tail, then patted the dog's head affectionately, and let it go back to eating.
"You were always thinking about my sons before your death, and wanted to use them to stew dog meat hot pot, saying it nourishes yin and replenishes qi. Today, I decided to use my sons' dog tail hairs to prolong your life. Hey, let's see how you can continue to eat them in the future.
Dog meat hot pot. They say that saving a life is like remaking your parents. Hehe, there are thousands of dogs in the world. From now on, they will all be your dog father and mother. In terms of seniority, you will have to call me grandpa from now on, haha..."
The old man became more and more cheerful as he spoke, and at the end he couldn't help laughing out loud, like a night owl in this gloomy and dark mass grave.
Next, he rubbed the dog tail hair in his hand into a long black thread, and then threaded the needle and thread, preparing to use it to sew up Shi Zhiping's body.
call--
The dark wind blew the red candle, and the candle flame swayed violently, as if it was going to go out at any moment.
The old man paused with a needle in his hand and curled his lips: "Don't be unhappy, you feel aggrieved. If you want to survive today, you really have to rely on my filial sons to save you."
The old man lay down in the coffin and began to sew up Shi Zhiping's severed head stitch by stitch.
"By the way, dog whips can aphrodisiac, do you need a complete set? Let me sew a dog whip for you. You have to believe that my skills as a corpse stitcher are professional..." The old man buried his head in sewing the corpse and turned to the dead man.
Talk to yourself to relieve boredom.
After sewing the head, the old man spread out the baggage, which was a big piece of cloth, and draped it over the body of the dead person to isolate the skin from contact with the moonlight, so as to prevent the yin and yang from conflicting and deceiving the corpse in advance. Finally, he carried the dead person and left the mass grave.
Before leaving, the old man whistled again, calling back his filial sons to bury the grave again, and finally left together.
At this time, Shi Zhiping's grave bag has been restored to its original state.
If the grave had not been opened deliberately, the body buried inside would never have been discovered to have been stolen.