Chapter 1085: Head but no face
“There is a corresponding paper man near the corpse. The paper man has a head but no face. You need to draw a corpse’s face for the paper man.”
As expected, it was the corpse painter who heard this, and everyone's expressions couldn't help but change.
Chen Hao calmed down and asked in a low voice: "Is there any explanation for this?"
The watchman slowly turned his head and stared at Chen Hao with eyes exuding death, "Soul I have been wandering around for too long and need a new body.”
"These paper figures will eventually be handed over to the corpse's relatives or friends. If the people the corpse trusted most during their lifetime are willing to accept them, then your mission will be completed."
Everyone understands, that is, through Their face-painted paper figures need to satisfy the family of the deceased.
In other words, the face that needs to be drawn is very close to the face of the corpse.
“But we are corpse collectors, and we are not familiar with painting faces on paper figures.” Zhang Junyu expressed everyone’s concerns.
After hearing this, the watchman showed a strange smile, "Everyone just needs to do your best, everything will be determined by destiny."
After saying that, the watchman stopped dawdling and took out a small black box from his sleeve. After opening it, there were bamboo sticks inside.
After some screening, the task list for tonight was decided.
The first one is Zhang Junyu, the second is Lei Mingyu, the third is Abiao, and Wang Fugui is the fourth.
Abiao looked at the bamboo stick in his hand and turned his eyes towards the fat man with evil intentions. The last time he attacked Jiang Cheng, he failed, which indirectly led to Zhou Qing's tragic death. This time, he had to take advantage of it. Chance.
"Okay, you go back and prepare. At the third watch of the day, with the sound of the bang as a signal, the first one of you can set off."
Just when everyone thought that the watchman had finished his explanation and was about to leave as usual, the watchman paused and suddenly said: "If something unexpected happens while painting the face, I will ring the bangzi again. Remember, when I hear the bangzi Once the sound is heard, the second person can start.”
This rule has never happened before. It represents a new beginning. Zhang Junyu looked at Yu Chengmu with admiration, and the latter’s guess was taking another step. step into reality.
Yu Chengmu once told him that he was worried that the rules of the mission would change, and even everyone involved in the mission would be killed in one go.
At that time, Zhang Junyu thought that Yu Chengmu was overthinking. After all, judging from the previous missions, the mission would end with the appearance of victims.
But this time it’s different! The watchman personally said that if someone had an accident during the task, the next person should continue to complete the task after hearing the bang.
In other words, no matter how many people die, the mission must be completed.
According to this rule, under extreme conditions, it is possible that all four people participating in the mission tonight will be wiped out.
What Zhang Junyu could think of, other people present also thought of it. The dark faces were full of fear and uneasiness.
The watchman seemed to be very satisfied with the reaction of these people. He turned around unsteadily, took one step at a time, and left stiffly.
“The stars are not good tonight, so it is not advisable to go out. It will rain on the 4th watch, and it will rain on the 4th watch!”
The watchman's hoarse voice carried a strange rhythm, floating from a distance, and it was extremely clear.
After returning to the room, the fat man sat nervously at the table, holding the teacup with both hands. Even though he deliberately controlled himself not to appear too nervous, the ripples on the surface of the teacup still betrayed him.
Painting a face on a paper man sounds unreliable. If you change the doctor, you might still have a chance. He has seen the doctor’s painter, but he...
“Don’t be nervous. "Jiang Cheng comforted him: "You are the last one, maybe it is not your turn to appear."
This was a bit perfunctory. It can be seen that Jiang Cheng himself didn't believe it.
With the sound of the first bang, the third watch came. Zhang Junyu took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked into the vast night.
All the way east, the distance between the ancestral halls is farther than imagined.
It wasn’t until I left the village and walked for more than 10 minutes that I found a strange-looking building at the foot of a remote slope.
There was a faint light coming from inside.
After approaching, Zhang Junyu saw a stone gate made of white stone outside the building.
In the darkness, Zhang Junyu vaguely saw a few words written on the stone door.
He tried his best to see, but could not see clearly at all. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning passed by. When Zhang Junyu saw the words on the stone door clearly, his whole head buzzed.
Wu Clan Ancestral Hall.
He subconsciously determined that this was the ancestral hall of the Wu family who once lived in the Wu family mansion.
The task actually required him to be alone and come to such a place in the middle of the night.
After thinking about this mission in his mind, Zhang Junyu felt something was wrong the more he thought about it. With fear and doubt, Zhang Junyu bit the bullet and pushed open the door of Wu's ancestral hall.
The first thing you see when you enter the door is a dense collection of spiritual tablets, worth dozens of pieces.
There are incense and offerings in front of the memorial tablet.
Zhang Junyu knelt down in front of the memorial tablet sensibly and bowed devoutly, "Seniors, please, it is helpless for the juniors to bother me tonight. I hope the seniors will understand me."
< br>"Junior will leave immediately after finishing his work. Senior, please forgive me, please forgive me."
After paying homage, Zhang Junyu did not dare to waste any more time and immediately set out to search in the ancestral hall. Soon, he found the mission location behind the ancestral hall.
White burlap separates 4 areas, with corresponding numbers marked on them.
Opening the white cloth in the first compartment, what came into view was a corpse with a paper man lying beside the body.
The paper man’s head is bald, with no facial features or hair. As the watchman said, it has a head but no face.
A white candle burned faintly, emitting a half-dead light. The candlelight reflected on the face of the corpse, giving people the feeling that it could come back to life at any time.
An incense burner was placed in front of the body, with only the burnt incense ashes left inside.
Zhang Junyu had also seen big scenes, and he calmed down in a few breaths. He stepped forward, not daring to touch the body, but just observing.
The corpse was that of a man, about 40 years old. It could be seen that he had been dead for some time. The smell of rotten corpse irritated Zhang Junyu's nasal cavity.
A sticky liquid was constantly dripping along the edge of the wooden shelf where the corpse was parked.
What’s even more terrifying is that the corpse has its eyes open, its pupils dilated, staring blankly at the ceiling, its mouth slightly open, as if it still has something to say.
But Zhang Junyu was not a relative of the corpse. He just wanted the corpse to lie quietly, not to talk, not to move, and not to disturb him while he was painting the face of the paper man.
The paints for the face painting are all ready and placed on the ground. There are several small plates filled with various colors of paint.
Although the watchman did not give everyone a time limit, Zhang Junyu did not dare to neglect. He recalled the watchman's words and Yu Chengmu's explanation before leaving, and began to write.
The first stroke is to draw the eyebrows on the paper man. (End of this chapter)