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Chapter 40 The Spirit of the Hearse

In order to maintain my image as a gentleman, I had no choice but to carry the toothbrush and go to the kitchen.

She moved very quickly. By the time I came out after brushing my teeth, Xie Xin'an had already put on a suit and high heels and was standing at the door waiting for me.

I speeded up the progress, and five minutes later, the two of them were sitting in the bun shop downstairs (I forgot about the fish on the roof of the car yesterday, and it had become smelly, so I had to throw it away). Xie Xin'an still had rice for breakfast as usual.

, and sneered at my tofu brain, saying that it looked like a human brain, which was fine with me. After all, I often came into contact with corpses. The guests at the surrounding tables were so disgusted that they glared at Xie Xin'an and left the table one after another.

There is no way, she is an "adult", I can't reprimand her.

After breakfast, the two went to the funeral parlor in the same car. Because the Li family lost their daughter and she was just an adult, she was not mourning, so there were not many people who came to attend the funeral. There were only about 20 people with hangings on their arms.

Wearing black veil, it's all about family ties.

The funeral was simple and solemn. They found the host themselves. After reading the memorial text, the relatives circled around Li Xiaotao's body and then went out to burn the fire ring and clothes. When they came back, the workers of the funeral home had already pushed Li Xiaotao into the funeral home.

I entered the human-refining furnace workshop. Originally, I had arranged for workers to replace the body, but Xie Xin'an was a little worried, so she went in personally, left Li Xiaotao's body, and put the dead dog I bought yesterday on the iron bed.

Push it in and burn it.

Our funeral home is equipped with a high-temperature electric furnace, which is very efficient and can burn cleanly. The deceased's family and I have been waiting outside. Half an hour later, the door of the workshop opened, and Xie Xin'an personally pushed the small iron cart out, with some scattered debris placed on it.

It’s hard to tell whether the bones are human or dog, they are all small pieces and powdery matter.

Seeing that his daughter had turned into a pile of bone powder, Li Xiaotao's father finally couldn't stop feeling sad and started crying. He slumped on the bench and refused to face it. The host directed other family members to gather the ashes and put them into a box.

Then he killed a big rooster and let the bleeding rooster lead the way for the dead dog. He shouted all the way and left the funeral parlor.

I followed the whole process and sent the dog's ashes back to the village in a hearse for free. There were more people in this side of the village. It felt like the whole village came to watch. The white coffin that Xiaotao's father insisted on buying was already in place and placed there.

After reaching the edge of the grave pit, the host performed a ceremony to place the urn in the coffin, and then hammered nails into the coffin. Then several young men carried the coffin with wooden poles, carefully placed it into the pit, filled it with soil, and erected a monument.

Son.

At ten o'clock in the morning, all the funeral activities were over. I comforted Li Xiaotao's father a few more words and asked him by the way: "Is the Taoist priest who looked at the cemetery before a boy or a girl?"

"It's a man. How can there be a female Taoist priest? She's an old man."

I nodded. It seemed that he was not the same person I met in the Blancpain watch store.

The work of changing the corpse had to be done at night. I said goodbye to the Li family, returned to the funeral parlor, and went directly to the morgue. As I expected, Xie Xin'an had brought Li Xiaotao's true body back to No. 11

In the ice coffin, fortunately, the weather is relatively cool today. After some troubles in the morning, Li Xiaotao's body did not seem to be damaged. I even got closer and smelled it, and there was indeed no peculiar smell (except for the smell of the dead body itself).

"You must do this well tonight. Remember the time of burial. Seven days later, dig it out at the same time, so that the spiritual power will be the strongest." Xie Xin'an told me.

"Spiritual power? What do you mean?" I asked.

Xie Xin'an smiled and said nothing, pushed the ice coffin and walked away through the wall.

If I remember correctly, the side of the wall she walked through seemed to be the toilet. I hope she wouldn't step in.

Back in the team's duty room, I sent a WeChat message to Fangyuan and asked her if she had gotten up. Fangyuan sent me a photo. The steering wheel of her luxury car looked like she was going to work. Their forensic doctors did not need to be on duty.

(Because I often have to work overtime, day and night), I will only go to the unit when something happens.

"I may have been a little rash in the movie theater last night. I apologize to you." I sent a voice message. This is called playing hard to get.

But Fangyuan didn't reply. After a while, she replied with a voice message: "Have you received the notification?"

"What?"

"My colleagues discovered a male body in Qipanshan."

Qipan Mountain? Is it related to the pair of senior sisters?

"Then what?" I asked.

"To be precise, it's half a corpse, as if it was eaten by a wild beast. Are there wild beasts on Qipan Mountain?" Fang Yuan sounded suspicious.

There is definitely not one. If there was, it would have been exposed by netizens long ago. Besides, Qipan Mountain is so small, and the surrounding area for hundreds of miles is all plains and full of villages. It is impossible for large carnivores to migrate from the deep mountains and old forests.

"I'll go over first and contact you later." Fangyuan said.

About five minutes later, I received a call from the funeral home office, informing me to collect the body.

I wanted to tell Xie Xin'an, but I remembered what she said before - she doesn't care about the affairs of living people - that's all, she only cares about Li Xiaotao, and she doesn't know what she will make after seven days.

I drove my new car and went to Qipan Mountain. According to the position given to me by the office, I turned around and walked to the artificial forest yesterday. I got out of the car and checked. There were many new ruts in the forest.

I drove along the rutted tracks and walked inside. Soon, I arrived at the place where I met the two women yesterday. I continued to drive forward until I reached the junction of the artificial forest and the virgin forest. I finally found the patrol team's vehicle.

There are seven or eight vehicles in the area, as well as heavily armed special service personnel wearing helmets and masks. They should be the group of people participating in the mountain search operation.

I got off the car and dragged a comrade over to ask about the location of the body. The patrol comrade said that it was at the top of the mountain and could not be accessed by car, so we had to hike.

"Are there many people at the top of the mountain?" I asked. The mountain was relatively steep and I couldn't get the body down in a body bag by myself.

"Quite a few."

I nodded, opened the trunk, and prepared to get the body bag. What the fuck? New writing appeared on the wall of the car: TRAP!

What do you mean? Is it a trap to catch those two women, or... a trap to catch me?

"I said... you come out and speak!" I scratched my head and said, it's not a problem to always communicate with a pen.

But the "spirit of the hearse" did not come out, but continued to use air to paint the talisman inside.

"Female..." I read, it was written too slowly.

"Nu...heaven? Is Nuwa mending the sky?" I guessed.

It seemed that I was angry with him. He swung his "big pen" and made a cross on the word. He also had a bad temper.

I re-observed the characters written on it, and found that the right side was not Tian, ​​but the first stroke was a stroke, which was the character Yao.

Female...Yao.

Demon!?

"You mean, the dead man was a monster?" I asked in surprise.

The spirit of the hearse didn't say yes or no, it just slowly "erased" all the traces of words.

My understanding is that it defaults to my guess.

I am an unconditional new user of this thing in my car because the information it provides me every time is accurate.

Demon, I didn’t expect that such a thing really existed in the world...


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