Chen Tang's body was carried over and placed in the southwest corner of the main courtyard. Aunt Feng sent two maids and girls to guard it, and they continued to work.
The corpse was covered with white cloth, and through the white cloth, you could faintly see the burnt black color underneath, as well as the unpleasant smell of burnt clothing.
The two maids and the girl next to them didn't look very good-looking. The girl looked uneasy and kept looking at the rushing river next to her.
The mountain wind blew away the white cloth, revealing a large section of burned, curly hair.
A servant girl looked at the girl, pointed at her and said, "Go get a stone to weigh it down."
The girl glanced at the corpse and did not dare to go over. Many terrifying scenes appeared in her mind, such as Chen Tang suddenly sitting up, or suddenly raising his hand from under the white cloth to grab her wrist.
All kinds of messy pictures were put together, and she didn't even dare to move, she was frozen there.
"Go." The servant woman said displeasedly, "What are you doing standing there in a daze?"
The girl looked back to the water timidly, not wanting to pay attention to her.
The servant girl frowned, stood up and was about to go over to pull her, when a clear childish voice sounded: "I'll do it."
The two servant women looked over and saw a slightly thin and short girl walking down the small rocky slope over there, holding a small bamboo basin in her hands.
A taller maid recognized her immediately: "Ah Li."
Xia Zhaoyi walked over, covered the blown white cloth, picked up a stone and pressed it in the corner, then looked at the girl and said, "Go up and help, I'll take your place here."
The girl was relieved, but she didn't dare to leave and looked at the two servants.
"Go." Xia Zhaoyi said again.
"Yes." The girl nodded, turned around and left.
Xia Zhaoyi held a small bamboo basin and sat down on the stone where the girl had been sitting just now. The wind blew a lot of coolness, and her pigtails dangled behind her, brushing against the large unhealed wounds on the back of her neck.
"Is it that Ah Li?" another maid whispered.
"Yeah." The tall maid responded.
Regardless of whether there is a real ghost or a fake ghost, Liu Sanniang went crazy for no apparent reason because of this girl, so even mentioning her is a bit hairy.
They looked towards her and looked at her carefully.
The girl's sitting posture was very casual and relaxed, not as restrained and cautious as other girls. She raised her hands to take care of the small leaves in the bamboo basin, and then took a needle and thread to string the small leaves together.
"What are you doing?" the tall maid asked.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled and replied: "You can see for yourself."
"What's this?"
Xia Zhaoyi didn't answer. After threading a thin thread, he took another thread. He pinched the end of the thread and threaded it directly into the tiny pinhole without even aiming it, and then tied a knot neatly.
"What is this?" the tall maid asked again.
The girl paused, raised her head and looked towards the stone bridge on the other side, and said, "There is someone coming over there."
The two servant women turned around, and saw a huge crowd of people coming from the front hill. The leader was Mrs. Bian, followed by Bian Yuanxue. The aunts were all there, and there were more than a dozen maids surrounding them.
"Why are there so many people here?" The tall servant girl stood up and asked in confusion.
The servant girl on the side also shook her head and looked at the body covered with white cloth on the ground.
On the edge of the stone bridge cliff at this end of the front yard, a lot of earth and rocks have collapsed, and it looks a bit shaky.
The old pine that was blown down in the early morning is still hanging there. If the wind gets a little stronger, it will sway and it will only be a matter of time before it falls completely.
It was such a mess, Mrs. Bian frowned, not knowing where to stop.
"I don't know Xiu Xiu!" Bian Yuanxue shouted, "What were you doing so early in the morning!"
"They don't know how to build a bridge." Mrs. Bian said, "Let's go, one by one."
After saying that, she took the lead and stepped out.
Bian Yuanxue, who was supporting her, looked at the scene under the bridge, gritted his teeth, and followed.
The two little maids behind him were a little afraid. Just as they were hesitating, they were pushed by Aunt Liu behind them: "Come up."
Most of the servant women and girls at the back hill saw the people in the front yard and stopped to watch them approaching.
The mountain wind was still very strong, blowing the trees, and Aunt Feng stared at the stone bridge, wishing that the bridge would break quickly, so that all these people would fall down and die without any body parts.
But the stone bridge was really solid, and apart from some stones falling here and there, it didn't turn out as she expected.
Xia Zhaoyi stood up holding the bamboo basin and said: "They may come to do an autopsy, so you should prepare."
The two maids looked back and looked back at her: "What are you preparing for?"
"Bring the body up." Xia Zhaoyi replied, "Do you think they will come down here to see the body?"
The tall maid nodded, and seeing Xia Zhaoyi looking like she was about to leave, she frowned and said, "Then why are you going?"
"I have my own things to do." Xia Zhaoyi said, turned and left.
The two maids looked at her back, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.
People would die every once in a while on this mountain, and they were so used to it that they were numb to it. But compared to the people who were beaten to death, killed by illness, the corpse next to them that had been chopped to death by lightning was somewhat frightening.
The waterside was already shady, and when she met such a strange girl, the tall maid couldn't help but shudder. She stroked the goosebumps on her arms, looked at the body, and said, "Let's move."
Go up."
As soon as Mrs. Bian landed, Aunt Feng and Mrs. Liang greeted her: "Madam."
Mrs. Bian has been depressed in the past two years and rarely smiles. When she saw Aunt Feng, she smiled: "You have worked hard these days."
"Madam is here in person." Aunt Feng said with a smile, "Actually, just give us an order and we will go there."
"Still not." Mrs. Bian sighed, "The smell of blood over there is strong enough, don't add another ounce or two." After saying that, she raised her eyes and looked around, "Where is the maid's body?"
"We need to cook here, Madam, please go there with me." Aunt Feng said.
There is a flat open space on the downhill slope of the southwest corner. Going north over there is where the servant women and girls sleep.
Chen Tang's body had been carried up, placed on the ground, and covered with a yellow and old white cloth.
Bian Yuanxue covered her mouth, huddled behind Mrs. Bian, and said in disgust: "Mom, why do we still come to see you?"
"Open it." Mrs. Bian said to the tall maid.
The servant girl squatted down and lifted the white cloth away.
The aunts and maids nearby immediately turned their heads, not daring to look any further.
Aunt Feng also avoided her head. She had already seen it a few times when she had people go to bring the body over in the morning. Now that she saw it, she was still shocked.
"Check if there are any wounds on your body." Mrs. Bian said again.
The tall maid's eyes widened: "Check, check?"
Mrs. Bian looked at her majestically and said without comment: "Yes, remember to turn the body over and check the back."
