Chapter Eighty-Five: The Corpse on the Taishi's Chair......
I turned my head and asked Zhong Bai in disbelief, "What's going on?" How so? ”
Zhong Bai's expression was also a little flustered, and he took a deep breath that was ugly, it was estimated that he would not expect this kind of thing to happen, he looked at the sky in the distance, and said a little anxiously, "At most, there will be half an hour before the sky is bright, if the sun rises and is not buried, and the corpse is stained with sunlight, the consequences are unimaginable." ”
"Look for it, look for it."
Zhong Bai instructed on the side, my father and I were in a hurry to panic, and hurriedly looked around, Zhong Bai also turned his head directly, only the villagers who carried the coffin were cowering and scared.
One of them also whispered uneasily, "You shouldn't come to help, they are right, this Chen family is evil." ”
We kept looking back along the road carrying the coffin, until we entered the courtyard of my grandmother's house, and rummaged through the mourning hall again, but we didn't see any clues.
I'm very flustered now, I really can't think that my mother won't even have a chance to enter the loess after she dies, so I kept asking Zhong Bai how could this be.
Zhong Bai just had an ugly face, and instead of answering me, he walked back and forth in the mourning hall, and finally took out the Tianchi compass where he ate.
Last time in the Yang Family Spiritual Hall, he took out this thing, and then when he was looking at feng shui, he took out this thing again, and now that my mother's body is gone, he still took out this thing.
I was a little upset and wanted to ask him, but the hands of the Tianchi compass sneered, and then Zhong Bai paused and looked down at the locked door behind the mourning hall.
"What's in there?" Zhong Bai asked suddenly.
My dad was sweating profusely, and when he asked, he said that there was some old wood or something inside, and the lock was already rusty.
"Open the door, quick." Zhong Bai's voice shouted anxiously.
I know the house behind the hall, which used to be used to put straw and some dry firewood.
There were also a lot of shabby and unusable woods, but the only thing that might have intrigued me a little before was a very old Taishi chair with red paint painted inside.
The lock has been rusted and a little rotten, I told Zhong Bai about the general situation inside, but he didn't listen, my dad took out the key next to open the door, but the keyhole that had been embroidered was necrotic and couldn't be inserted.
The sky was about to get bright, and the anxious Zhong Bai jumped to his feet, and then couldn't help but take two steps back and kicked the door open with one kick, and a lot of dust was shaken off when the door opened.
Zhong Bai got into it at once, I waved my hand in front of me and followed, it was very dark and there was no window to see clearly, my father thought thoughtfully, took a candle from the mourning hall that had not yet been withdrawn and lit it.
My dad dangled in the doorway with a candle, and the flames swayed red in the dark room, but Zhong Bai in front of me stood in the darkness and blocked my vision, and I only saw a lump of things on the Taishi chair in the center of the back room.
Zhong Bai didn't speak, I felt that the atmosphere was not quite right, I called him softly, and he said lightly, "Found it." ”
I was just about to ask Zhong Bai what he had found, when my dad walked past me and raised the candle high, and the red flame made the whole back room clear at once.
There was a faint musty smell mixed with the smell of rotten wood powder that had not been ventilated for a long time, and a rotting stench, similar to the stench of rotting dead rats.
I only saw Zhong Bai's back and the dry firewood and straw piled up in it, but my dad saw it, and he was so frightened that he screamed and fell to his knees, and then shouted Xiulian.