"That's not a tower," the Taoist priest retracted his arms and crossed his chest, "that's a chimney."
Xiaolan nodded. The cylindrical object in front of her eyes was indeed the chimney image in her mind.
"Why is there a chimney behind the ruined temple?"
Several people looked at each other and walked out of the hall in unison, heading towards the back where the chimney stood.
"It's really a chimney," the little fool walked to the front again and shouted to them from a distance.
Xiaolan came closer and looked up at it from a close distance, and realized that the chimney was indeed tall and dark, standing behind the ancestral hall, as if it was telling something quietly.
Feng Tang looked around, then suddenly pointed to the main hall and said, "There is a door here, which leads from the main hall."
Xiaolan glanced at the door. Like the front door, it was a spacious double door. For some reason, the back door was also so exquisitely built.
But the door problem did not bother her for too long. Xiaolan soon followed the Taoist priest to think about the chimney that should not appear here.
This chimney was slightly thicker than ordinary chimneys, and under the flashlight it showed a dark texture like oil. Xiaolan stretched out her finger and poked it, and a dark, greasy substance with a peculiar smell stuck to her finger.
The Taoist priest reluctantly handed Xiaolan a pack of tissues. The light from his flashlight wandered along the outer wall of the chimney, and different colors appeared.
Xiaolan probed her head to observe carefully, then turned to look at the Taoist priest, "This chimney also has a door."
As he was about to reach out and grab the slightly raised door handle, the Taoist Master quickly stopped him, holding the same dirty handle with his gloved right hand, and gently pulled it open.
"What does it smell like?" Xiaoyin covered her nose and approached them, "What are you doing?"
An indescribable smell came to my face, as if it had been sealed in the chimney for too long, with a strong and pungent resentment.
The Taoist priest was choked and took a step back. Xiaolan felt that it was okay, and the smell was not any worse than that of the Blood House.
Inside the chimney are the ashes left after burning. The original appearance of the ashes cannot be seen, but the stench in the air shows everything. This is by no means a simple chimney.
"What is that?" The little fool pinched his nose and pointed a flashlight at a location in the chimney from a distance. Everyone looked and saw an object there that was reflecting the light of the flashlight.
Xiaoyin narrowed her eyes, "Metal, something... not too big."
"Who goes in and takes it out?"
Maple Sugar moved closer to the small door, ready to hold the edge of the chimney and poke her head in. As soon as his hand touched the wall of the chimney, he said "Huh..." with a look of disgust on his face.
It seems that no one intends to enter the inside of the chimney that smells of old odor.
"Then go ahead," Xiaoyin said without hesitation, turning directly to the fool, "If you find out, you go in. That's fair, right?"
The idiot was about to open his mouth to retort, but the Taoist priest nodded and answered, "Idiot, just go ahead. You are the tallest among the boys, and you can see the things. We are grabbing your legs, and you try hard to see if you can take it out."
The fool was alone and helpless. Under everyone's expectant and sympathetic eyes, he put on disposable protective gear and climbed into the chimney.
Xiaoyin was suppressing laughter, but Xiaolan didn't think there was anything funny, so she couldn't help but laugh when she saw Xiaoyin's expression.
The fool began to retreat, and several people quickly tensed up their expressions, looking at the fool with a disgraced face, coughing, and jumping out of the small door.
"I picked it up. It's a ring." The fool shook off the dust on his head and stretched out his right hand to reveal the small gadget held in his palm. "Also, why is there such a strong smell? This chimney is not burning firewood. This chimney is burning people.
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Upon hearing this, Xiaolan's eyes immediately left the silver men's ring and looked at the fool in shock.
The others had the same expression. The idiot took off his mask and pointed to the inside of the chimney, "There are human skeletons inside that have not been burned clean. When I exited, I still touched them with my hands and they were buried in piles of ashes. This is not a chimney.
This is obviously a crematorium."
The oil stains on the outer wall and the pungent smell should have been thought of earlier.
Why is there a crematorium behind the ancestral hall in Lianshui Village?
"You read that right, it's not unburned wood?" Xiaoyin said.
"How about you go in and take a look?"
"……Kill you!"
"There are so many secrets in Lianshui Village..." The Taoist priest took Xiaolan out, who was about to stick his head into the stove, and took the ring that the fool found. "We have to come here during the day. It's best to find someone willing to do it."
The villagers who said something.”
"Taoist Priest!"
Bao Mu's scream sounded from behind everyone, and the fright in his scream made everyone tremble.
"What's wrong?"
"Taoist Priest!" He turned around and saw Baomu pointing at the back door of the hall, his body and voice trembling, "Just now... this door was opened just now!" This chapter has been completed!