Chapter 1080 The Corpse Painter
As soon as the name was spoken, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, and several people stared at Wu Ma's face.
But Wu Ma seemed to be unfamiliar with this name, her brows furrowed, and there were wrinkles on her forehead. After a while, she shook her head, "I've never heard of it."
Lei Mingyu interrupted anxiously. , "Wu Ma, think about it again, this is very important."
But Wu Ma still stubbornly shook her head and said in a certain tone: "I haven't heard of it, and I don't have any of my friends who often move around." I’ve heard of a family named Lu.”
"Perhaps he is not a friend of Mr. Wu." Jiang Cheng thought after thinking and said, "He is a scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam. Do you have any impression?"
"Scholar..." Wu Ma's whole face was tangled together. It can be seen that he is thinking very seriously.
Jiang Cheng reminded softly on the side, "About the time before the young lady was sacrificed, did a scholar come to the Wu family mansion, or was there any strange person who came to the door?"
A few seconds later, Wu Ma's expression suddenly changed, and her body began to tremble. Everyone knew immediately that there was a way out.
Jiang Cheng did not ask further questions. His first reaction was to wave his hand at the people behind him, indicating that they should keep their mouths shut if they could not help him.
"You said that, but I remembered something." Wu Ma hesitated and then said, "Some time before the young lady sacrificed to the river god, a young man did come to the Wu family mansion."
"But he They were not invited, but... picked up," Wu's mother recalled.
"What do you mean by being picked up?" Jiang Cheng was anxious, but his tone gave people a slow and comfortable rhythm.
"This has nothing to do with Miss. This young man was picked up by Li Dali, who was chopping firewood in the backyard. Oh, Li Dali is responsible for providing firewood for the house. He goes up the mountain to chop wood every day."< br>
“On that day, he did not bring firewood back, but carried a young man on his back, saying that he had picked it up in the back mountain. The young man had many injuries on his body and was still unconscious at the time.”
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"According to Li Dali's speculation, this person must have entered the back mountain by mistake. As a result, the road on the mountain was slippery in those days. He lost his footing and rolled down, which is why he ended up like this."
"That's right. This young man has a good life, and my husband is kind-hearted. Those days coincided with the fasting days, so he invited a doctor to come over and treat him specially. After a few doses of medicine, the man actually woke up. "
" After resting for a few days, I was able to go to the ground.”
“The young man thanked the master profusely and said that he was a candidate who came to Beijing to take the exam and entered by mistake because he was not familiar with the local terrain. In the back mountain, the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk. If you are not careful, you will fall down. When you open your eyes again, you will be in Wu's house. "
"What happened next?" Jiang Cheng stopped talking when he saw Wu's mother. Keep asking.
"Later...I don't know much about what happened next." Wu's mother recalled: "As long as he recovered from his illness, he hurriedly left, saying that he must not delay the exam."
"It turned out that he had just left home. Not long after, we encountered heavy rain, and an old illness broke out during the journey. I fainted on the roadside. This time …This time, the young lady and her group came back from Lixiang. They found him on the road and picked him up again.”
At this point, everyone heard the problem. The scholar was found and picked up twice. The Wu family mansion is still in a coma, so this must be such good luck.
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng seemed to have grasped the key point, but before he could speak, an old and dull voice suddenly sounded, and Yu Chengmu walked over, "This scholar's body is so weak, isn't it? ...He won’t go out as long as it rains?”
Wu Ma recalled for a moment, no. How can I answer with certainty: "I'm in the backyard. I don't have much contact with this young man, but I heard someone say that this man is very weak and seems to be particularly afraid of wet and cold air. Even if it's raining lightly outside, I can't walk from the backyard to the front yard for a few days." When walking, be sure to borrow an umbrella from the concierge in advance to avoid getting wet.”
As soon as these words came out, Yu Chengmu narrowed his eyes, and Jiang Cheng also understood in his heart that this young man refused to get wet with a little rain, not because he was weak, but because paper could not get wet. After all, his body was A paper man!
It’s the paper man that Du Moyu saw at the paper maker’s house!
Slowly, some seemingly clueless clues were gradually connected. This realistic paper man must have been made by a paper maker. To make the paper man come to life, the paper maker must be alone. It's definitely not enough. The help of other Yin Xing masters is indispensable.
Now the question arises, what are so many sinister characters gathering in this little-known mountain village to do?
The aspect of wealth can be ruled out directly. With such a superb ability, it is not too easy to get some gold and silver jewelry.
Seeking revenge?
Jiang Cheng didn’t think it was the same, and there was no need to make it so complicated.
With no clue at the moment, Jiang Cheng held back his thoughts. Things will eventually be clarified, and it won't be too long.
I asked some more questions, but Wu Ma’s understanding was limited. The group said thank you and planned to leave. The old things were brought up again. Wu Ma lost control of her mood and said to herself that she had also come out of the big door. However, when her family fell into decline, she was sold into the Wu family. Since her body had been weak since childhood, she could not do heavy work. It was the young lady who took pity on her, so she took a light job.
"Miss Wu is a very good person. We will definitely investigate the truth of the matter." The fat man grabbed Wu's mother's hand before leaving, which was a promise to her.
First, they returned to the village meeting hall. Jia Jinliang's injuries had been fully treated. When they entered, Jia Jinliang was sitting there drinking tea as if nothing was wrong.
Seeing everyone approaching, Jia Jinliang stood up and said politely: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
"How is Boss Jia's injury?" Chen Hao asked seemingly concerned.
Jia Jinliang lifted up the rebandaged severed arm and said with a smile: "It's nothing serious. Thank you, Brother Chen Hao, for taking the trouble. Did you guys find anything this time?"
Village Chang said he had to deal with matters in Yizhuang and left first. The group took Jia Jinliang with them and walked slowly along the dirt road in the village, chatting while walking.
Perhaps because he knew that Jiang Cheng had also seen what happened with the paper man, Yu Chengmu didn't hide it this time and took the initiative to make the matter clear.
“That’s actually the case.” Chen Hao touched his chin and agreed.
But judging from the indifferent expression, it was obvious that he had thought of it a long time ago. The fat man swallowed his saliva and thought to himself that these people combined must have 200 tricks. If he makes a careless move, he will be killed. There are no ashes left in the human pit.
"It seems that this time things are more difficult than we initially expected." Yu Chengmu said solemnly, "If you want to make the paper man move, you also have to talk and move like a living person. , it cannot be done by the papermaker alone, there must be other people involved in the process, such as the corpse painter who paints the soul first." (End of this chapter)