Especially the piece of mud and the bodies hugged together in this way made him feel chills again and again.
Xia Zhaoxue was not horrified by the corpses, but was puzzled by his words.
What if he is also a heinous villain?
This kind of if, in fact, there is no conclusive evidence, and it has never appeared on my sister's side.
"You just said vicious." The old man suddenly said.
Xia Zhaoxue looked at him. The old man did not raise his head, and his hands did not stop. He was planing, prying, drilling, and digging out the mud.
"Yes," Xia Zhaoxue nodded, "it's vicious."
"What do you think Zhaoyi would think if she were still alive?"
"Vicious," Xia Zhaoxue said, "My sister doesn't like to torture people, she will give them pleasure."
The old man said "hmm" and said, "If Ah Li were here, I don't know what she would say. You should have heard about what she did in the capital. She traveled thousands of seas and stayed at home in autumn."
Xia Zhaoxue raised his eyebrows and watched the old man pick up a broken piece of mud and throw it aside.
After a pause, Xia Zhaoxue's lips curled up slightly and he suddenly smiled.
It's strange, but not strange, for the same master to teach such different disciples.
"Master only controls me on the issue of laziness. The rest is up to me. He allows me to grow freely and never interferes too much with my thoughts." This is what my sister said.
Xia Zhaoxue turned around, squatted down next to the old man, looked at the old man's flexible hands, and said, "My sister likes to carry a small package with her, which contains various small tools. She likes to knock."
The old man nodded, said nothing, dug out some more mud and threw it aside.
The face that was about to be torn apart and frightened has gradually become clearer. There is a mummy, it is difficult to distinguish the male and female, and there is another one underneath. The skull of that one seems to be broken, and it must be beyond recognition.
Xia Zhaoxue stopped talking and watched silently as the old man handled the corpses. Zhili sat with his back to them, looking at the bookcase in front of him sadly, wanting to leave quickly.
It gradually became clear that there were five corpses in total. They were tightly tied together with hemp ropes. They were so sticky that they were inseparable. In addition to the hemp ropes that the old man took out first, there were five more corpses tied to them.
Road hemp rope.
After checking the hemp rope and the cloth on the body, the old man looked up and looked around, then picked up the hammer and walked towards the next pillar.
Zili hurriedly got up and said, "Master..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the old man's hammer knocking the pillar open.
Zhili pursed his lips, bent down obediently, collected the small tools on the ground and put them in a small bamboo basket, then walked towards the old man holding the bamboo basket.
This pillar also contained corpses. After the old man roughly processed the mud, there were six corpses inside.
There are four statues in another pillar, and five in the remaining pillar.
"What's the significance of this?" Zhili looked at the corpses on the ground and said, "Five plus five plus four plus six, that's twenty."
"I don't know the details, but," the old man said, looking at the corpse dug out from under the first pillar, "I know him."
"Ah!" Zhili was surprised, "Master, your old friend?"
Xia Zhaoxue was also surprised and looked at the twisted mummy over there.
"Five, five, four, six, this is the evil formation," the old man stood up and said, "Every seven months, Ziwei Yuan sits on a sky boat, accumulates corpses, and the southeast autumn, Lingyan will form an evil hidden image.
The number of each star is five, five, forty-six, but not more than that."
"What does more than mean?" Zhili asked hurriedly.
"On the same day, the four stars all changed, with a total of six ominous signs." The old man raised his head and looked around and said, "This is one of them, the corpse monument. The other five stars, I don't know if they will be moved here."
"If there is, then it is not just these twenty people who died tragically," Zhili said. "Master, he is your old friend, so he is not a bad person, right?"
"You can't say that he is an old friend of mine. He is a porter from Liurong Village at the foot of Liling Mountain. I have met him a few times, but he is certainly not a bad person."
"Then...it's really too vicious. Who did this to an ordinary villager? It's so despicable!" Zhi Li said.
"Senior, the porter from Liling appears here?" Xia Zhaoxue said.
"It's not surprising," the old man said, looking indifferently at the corpses on the ground, "because his surname is Qiao."
"Qiao..." Xia Zhao paused, "Qiao family from Liling."
"People from the Qiao family!" Zhili said in surprise.
Although he didn't stay in Liling for much, he had vaguely heard about the Qiao family.
Nantang County is located in Liling. When Zhaozhou reported that there was a big rebellion, the Qiao family, who had heard the news early, were afraid that the whole city would panic, so they did not inform the government immediately, but ran away first. In the end, Nantang County was destroyed.
slaughter.
Three years later, a pile of coffins floated to a small riverside village in Kuozhou, a total of eighty-six coffins, all belonging to the Qiao family and distant relatives of the Qiao family.
That's right, not only the maids and servants of the Qiao family, but also the innocent poor relatives of the Qiao family who were five generations away were not spared.
And these coffins are just one of the most famous ones in the story about the Qiao family. I am afraid that the storyteller could not finish talking about all the weird and bizarre things that happened to the Qiao family in three days.
"Let's go." The old man said, walking over to pick up the sledgehammer, as if he wanted to take it away with him.
Seeing this, Zhili ran up and took the small bamboo basket with him. After looking at the scattered corpses on the ground, Zhili said, "Master, shall we just ignore these corpses?"
"Why do you care?" The old man didn't even look back.
"They were innocent. They died violently like this. It would be nice if we tidied them up a little and gave them a rest."
"You're dead," the old man said softly, "There's no point in doing anything. If you feel you can't bear it, you can stay."
She frowned, holding the small bamboo basket in her arms and watching the old man walk away.
The slender young man next to him said at this time, "My sister once said something."
She turned to look at him.
"All living things must die, and after death they must return to the earth. There is a clear distinction between the upper and lower parts. The bones and flesh are dead below, and the shadow is the wild soil. The living people stand above, and everything is clear."
A thin and slender hand patted the scattered shoulder, and Xia Zhaoxue continued, "She doesn't like to attend funerals and rarely participates in funerals. But if you want to tidy up this place, I can stay with you temporarily."
"I'm just a child." Zhili said.
"What?"
"I just said they are not vicious, but if they are innocent people, they are really vicious." Zhili said while looking at the corpses.
"Whether they are innocent or not, taking pleasure in humiliating and destroying other people's bodies is vicious and has nothing to do with whether the other person is heinous or not," Xia Zhaoxue said.
"What about Yi Shurong?" Zhili raised his head and looked at his beautiful features, "Senior sister and second brother, I just asked you, but you haven't answered me yet. If I catch Yi Shurong and Tao Lan in front of you, you will
How to treat him?"
"Death by a thousand cuts." Xia Zhaoxue said calmly without any further hesitation.
