Chapter 1103: Burial in a Coffin
But it was only for a moment that Yu Chengmu’s expression returned to its original state, and even showed some calmness. He squinted at A Biao, and then turned to Jia Jinliang, "Haha , I originally I’m going to inform you later. Since Brother A Biao brought it up, then... well, I’ll tell you in advance.”
As he said that, Yu Chengmu put his hand into his sleeve and groped for a while, and finally took it out. A piece of furoshiki-style cloth.
The cloth was relatively worn and looked gray at first glance, but Jia Jinliang couldn't help but shrink his pupils because he noticed that from his angle, there was a faint golden light on the cloth, which was a strand of light. Gold thread embedded in cloth.
"It's the shroud..." Jia Jinliang whispered.
Yu Chengmu smiled slightly, "Boss Jia has a good eye, but this is not an ordinary shroud, but the cassock worn by a Buddhist monk when he is sitting in state."
Obviously, the thing in Yu Chengmu's hand is Just a fragment of the cassock.
This treasure must have been obtained by someone with evil deeds.
But what Jia Jinliang is really interested in is not the cassock, but the words revealed on it after it is fully unfolded.
The handwriting was not very clear, but after barely identifying it, the content inside made Jia Jinliang take a breath, "It seems that this is the real treasure. It is this letter that Empress Dahe has been asking for." .”
The notes on the letter were consistent with the handwriting on the letter they found at the paper maker's house. It was left by the paper man Lu Jianli. The content was to ask Miss Wu to trust the person who sent the letter and cooperate with him to complete the fake. The drama of the true elopement of the sacrifice.
After seeing this, A Biao couldn't help but curled his lips, "Stupid woman, you can believe such nonsense."
Hearing this, Yu Chengmu turned his head and looked at him, explaining: "The words It can't be said that they secretly used the soul-suppressing bell on Miss Wu's family to suppress her soul. Besides... Miss Wu's family was infatuated with Lu Jianli. With this result, it's okay "Usual."
Jia Jinliang frowned, as if he suddenly realized something, and slowly opened his eyes, "One soul and one soul... What is sealed in the soul-suppressing bell is Miss Wu's soul." Po?"
"I'm afraid so." Yu Chengmu nodded with a strange smile: "I just thought of this."
Even dogs didn't believe Yu Chengmu's words, but Jia Jinliang Abiao did not fall out because of the former's concealment. On the contrary, his attitude towards Yu Chengmu became more and more kind.
Because they were sure that the old man Yu Chengmu said this on purpose. The purpose was to beat the two of them and stop them from thinking about killing people and seizing treasures.
He knows...much more than the two of them combined.
Even if they really grab this treasure, they may not be able to use it without Yu Chengmu's guidance, not to mention the threat from five people in Jiangcheng, Chen Hao.
Yu Chengmu knew in his heart that after Zhang Junyu's death last night, Jia Jinliang and Abiao had become wary of him. When he went out this time, these two people would never let him go.
But he didn't think so, and he... wouldn't give these two people a chance to leave alive.
“Empress Dahe... can only be mine!” A trace of covetousness flashed in Yu Chengmu’s eyes.
......
The night was gradually getting deeper, but Jiang Cheng did not feel sleepy at all. The clues were mixed together, giving him a sense of powerlessness that could not be dismantled.
Tonight I am really crossing the river by feeling the stones...
"Doctor." The fat man looked worried, "Tonight...will Chen Hao die?"
After a long silence, Jiang Cheng turned his head, and the profile of his face under the candlelight actually made the fat man feel a little strange, "I don't I know, but tonight we want to get out alive , it’s impossible.”
This answer has long been expected by Fatty. The reason why he asked this question was because he expected to get a different answer from the doctor. This is a man who is good at creating miracles. You can trust him without any reason.
Hearing this, the fat man nodded and stopped talking.
You can imagine how difficult it is to get a doctor to say something like this.
"Boom!"
A sound came into his ears through the door, and the fat man trembled when he heard it.
It’s actually a bang!
But... the watchman is obviously dead. Tonight is to send his body to the Dushui River. Who is banging the clapper to tell the time?
Compared with Fatty's fear, Jiang Cheng was more concerned about the direction in which the banging sound came. This time the banging sound lost the ethereal texture before, and went straight, not far away from them.
Finally, Jiang Cheng determined that the sound of banging... came from the direction of Dahe Empress Temple.
This means that the man who knocked the clapper entered the Wu family mansion.
Who could it be?
A person who behaves in a negative way?
Or is it that the person who beat the clock is not dead at all, but just faked his death, or maybe... the person who hit the clapper this time is simply a ghost?
What was really difficult for Jiang Cheng to accept was that no matter which outcome it was, he was not confident enough to deal with it. As mentioned before, the initiative was never in their hands.
In any case, the sound of the bangzi means that their mission tonight has begun.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Cheng packed up his things and opened the door.
In the night sky, a waning moon hung.
Almost at the same time, two groups, Yu Chengmu and Chen Hao, also set off. The three groups met halfway. Silently on the way, the fat man who was in a depressed atmosphere couldn't help but open his mouth to breathe.
Standing in front of the Dahe Empress Temple, the scene in front of me was quite unexpected.
Four paper horses are placed side by side directly opposite the temple gate.
The paper horse is completely different from any paper horse they have seen before. The height is almost the same as a real horse, the body is stronger and stronger, and the expression and movement are different. The horse's hooves are slightly raised, and it seems that the next step is You can start moving in seconds.
Four paper horses pull a wooden trailer, and on top of the trailer is a huge coffin.
The coffin is almost half as wide as an ordinary coffin, with dragons and phoenixes painted in gold pen on it, which is very beautiful.
But everyone had no intention of admiring it. After all, the background color of the entire coffin was painted bright red, bright red in the night, as if it had just been fished out of a pool of blood.
"It's a joint burial coffin..." Du Moyu's face looked unnatural.
From such a distance, one could feel a strong evil spirit. The closer he got to the coffin, the temperature also dropped. The fat man couldn't help but rub the goosebumps on his arms, and suddenly felt that he was not in Wu. It feels like being inside a big house and at the bottom of a crossing river.
When I actually walked into the temple, I raised my head, and everyone's attention was attracted by the scene in front of me. The original sculpture of the Lady of the River was brutally smashed, and the scattered fragments and dust were scattered everywhere.
A Biao lowered his head and looked at the ground. After a moment, he seemed to have made a discovery. He pushed aside the dust and picked up a piece of debris.
There is a strange groove inside the fragment, which is very thin, and there are deep red marks in the groove, as if it were left after being soaked in blood.
"No wonder we didn't find Miss Wu's skeleton. It turned out to be sealed inside the sculpture." Lei Mingyu stared at the fragments of the sculpture, his voice suppressed. (End of this chapter)