"What should I do?" asked Brother Zhang.

The staff replied: "You're not serious, are you? Do you still have to put this jade pendant on the dried corpse?" Kaohsiung said that this is the case, and I hope you can coordinate it. The staff shook their heads again and again, saying that it was unlikely. Government agencies and institutions don't believe this, and the leaders of museums can't give this green light, they will find it ridiculous.

I asked, "Do you know anyone from the city museum?"

The staff said: "There must be acquaintances, how can the Cultural Relics Bureau not have acquaintances with the museum, what's the use?" Kaohsiung smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying You can help coordinate it, where is there any need to alarm the leadership, just let us go to the museum's warehouse and do a simple ritual. The staff shook their heads again and again and said no, it would be bad if the leader knew.

Kaohsiung gave me a look: "Of course I won't let you coordinate in vain and bother." I opened my purse, counted out five hundred-dollar bills and handed them to the staff. He was very surprised, looked at the money but didn't take it, and said no, no, it's really difficult. I took out five more and put a thousand dollars on my desk.

"Not really, even if I agreed, it wouldn't work, and the museum's storekeeper wouldn't agree. The staff said. Kaohsiung nodded at me, and I counted out another thousand yuan and put it on the table.

The staff was a little flustered: "It's not about money, it's this, it's really hard to do, put the money away, if someone comes in for a while, it will be troublesome!" Kaohsiung smiled and said yes, put it away quickly, otherwise people who come in will see it, then you won't be able to say clearly. The staff took two breaths, stopped talking, and saw that we had no intention of collecting money, and hesitated to reach out but didn't. At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and the staff was so frightened that they hurriedly picked up the money and put it in their pockets.

The footsteps didn't come into the house at all, and the farther and farther they went, the staff said, "You'd better get the money back." "I put my hand in my pocket, but I didn't pull it out. Kaohsiung and I ignored him at all and asked us if we were going back to our hometown now or just waiting for news. The staff was very helpless, so they had to take out their mobile phones and make a call. It sounds like I'm asking an acquaintance at the city museum who is in charge of the warehouse.

Finally, he hung up the phone and told me, "Wait a minute, I'll ask someone to find the warehouse administrator." So, a few of us found a restaurant nearby to eat and rest. Half an hour later, the staff called me and asked me how to do this exorcism and how long it would take. My reply was very simple, that is, a few of us went in and let the mage from Thailand recite a spell and cast a spell, without any props or destroying anything, at most half an hour.

"Alright then," replied the staff, "you have to make sure you don't damage the artifact, or the caretaker and I won't be able to eat and walk around!" I repeated reassurances that it would be fine. The staff instructed us to rush over at midnight, and now the administrator is not working. So I found a cheap hotel nearby.

In the evening, we left the hotel, Guan Yu drove to the city museum, the road is really not close, the museum's warehouse is just behind, there is a separate small building. The staff helped me get in touch and asked the warehouse manager to wait for me at the door. When we arrived outside the warehouse building, we saw that there were seven of us, and the administrator said directly: "There are too many people, can there be less?" Kaohsiung and I looked at Azan Budan, Lao Zhang, and Brother Zhang, and said that this is the mage, this is the evil master, this is the owner of the matter, and he has to watch from the side, otherwise he doesn't believe in the effect of the spell. In the end, Guan Yu and his uncle could only stay in the car, and the two were very regretful, but they couldn't help it.

I guess the administrator also took the staff, maybe they gave it a thousand each. Anyway, the administrator finally agreed, if it was not beneficial, I am afraid he would not be so willing to cooperate, it is not profitable to be early, who would do this? Entering the small building, the administrator took out a large set of keys to open the thick steel door of the warehouse, and told us to be quiet. With the lights on, the warehouse is probably no bigger than two basketball courts, with electronic displays on the walls that show temperature and humidity. Nearly half of the warehouse was piled with things, large and small boxes and platforms, and the other half was basically empty, and there was a large black and red coffin in a corner, which seemed to be painted with patterns on the outside, mottled and dilapidated.

"It's that coffin," the administrator closed the door, "and it was brought from XX Township, saying that it was dug up by the construction team with a bulldozer, and the bones were on the platform next to it." "We walked over and saw that there was a small platform made of wooden planks, covered with plastic sheeting, which seemed to be covered with something, in the shape of a long strip, which looked like it should be a human shape.

The administrator said, "I don't know what kind of spell you are going to cast, but I said in advance that I can't destroy the artifacts or touch them, otherwise I will have to do this job and lose money!"

Kaohsiung said: "I promise that it will not be destroyed, you are next to you, just watch Master Azan cast the spell." The Administrator nodded in agreement, and he walked over and carefully pulled the black plastic sheet away from me, revealing a dried corpse. This dry corpse is still wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, exactly the same as in the Qing court drama, wearing a flower feather on the head, and a blue gem, the body is an official uniform, there is a square frame on the chest, it seems to be a crane or something pattern, and there are auspicious clouds around, which is very exquisite. There are two strings of beads around his neck, one red and one black, and he is wearing black morning boots on his feet.

The corpse's face and hands were shriveled and blackened, and two rows of teeth were clearly visible. It's very strange, it stands to reason that the corpse of more than two hundred years ago should have rotted into bones a long time ago, but this one is still covered with skin, it seems that the coffin is very well sealed, and bacteria cannot breed in it, so it can become a dry corpse. Kaohsiung motioned for Azanbudan to start, and asked Lao Zhang to hold the jade pendant in his hand and kneel next to the small platform, while Brother Zhang and I were guarding on both sides of him. The administrator and Kaohsiung stood opposite each other, and Azambudan began to cast a spell, first standing in front of the dry corpse, plucking the black bone bead from his neck, and began to chant the mantra. Ten minutes later, I saw Lao Zhang holding a jade pendant in his right hand, stretching it out, and muttering: "Give it back to you, return it, come to you......"

The administrator seemed to be in a bit of a hurry and whispered when I was going to finish. I said, "It's almost there, it's usually half an hour, and no one comes here at night anyway." The administrator nodded.

At this time, I saw Lao Zhang slowly stand up, walked to the platform, and put the jade pendant on the chest of the dried corpse. The Administrator was nervous, afraid that he would destroy the corpse. Fortunately, no, Lao Zhang finished putting the jade pendant, turned around and walked in the direction of the warehouse gate, his face expressionless, his eyes straight to the ground. The administrator hurriedly went over to open the door, and Kaohsiung motioned for Brother Zhang and I to go over and watch, and Azanbudan was still casting spells over there. The two of us followed Lao Zhang's ass out of the warehouse, and saw him walking straight to the northeast, and we didn't know where to go. Brother Zhang asked me, "Boss Tian, what's the matter?"

(Starting tomorrow, the four watches will resume every day, and the time will still be 8, 12, 16, 20 o'clock)

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