In the end, it is made of mud, and the saw saws on it are much less labor-saving than saws on wood, but unfortunately, because the mud is mixed with a lot of plants such as hair and hemp, wherever the saw goes, plants such as hair and hemp will pull some mud.

Mrs. Huiping and another old nun walked into the main hall with a lantern. The back of the bodhisattva is very dimly lit and needs to be illuminated by a horse lamp.

Ma Jianping and Lu Qian took the horse lantern from the hands of the two masters and stood on the left and right sides of the horse foreman.

After about 20 minutes, the foreman and another master took a square clay tablet from the back of the Bodhisattva that was about 90 centimeters long and 3 centimeters thick.

At the moment when the two masters removed the clay tablet, Ma Jianping and Lu Qian smelled a very unpleasant smell, and after a while, everyone smelled it.

Master Huiping stood aside with his hands folded, and chanted the words in his mouth: "Amitabha." ”

Lu Qian took out a flashlight, a few pairs of gloves, and a few masks from the criminal investigation box.

Xiao Lao, Zhao Zimeng, Ling Hu Yunfei, and Xiang Daimo put on masks and gloves. Lin Di handed a large flashlight to Xiao Lao's hand.

Xiao Lao walked to the square cave, turned on the flashlight, and shone it into the square cave.

Forty centimeters below the square hole, there are some small mud tires, and there are many small mud tires on the west side of the square cave and diagonally below, that is, at the bottom of the bodhisattva and under the slope.

Worried that the craftsmen would find the body inside the Bodhisattva's stomach when they were repairing the hole in the Bodhisattva's back, he threw some mud tires into the Bodhisattva's neck and shoveled them to pieces.

He expected that the craftsmen would not clean the mud from the Bodhisattva's belly, for the simple reason that the Bodhisattva itself was made of mud, and there were a few pieces of mud in the stomach, which was harmless.

Master Huiping's words confirm the author's statement: "When several craftsmen were repairing Guanyin Bodhisattva, they saw the mud tires in Guanyin Bodhisattva's belly, and originally wanted to clean up the mud tires, because these mud tires are useful. ”

Master Huiping looked at the mud tires stacked in the corner of the wall, "But these mud tires in Guanyin's stomach have been broken into mud, so they are placed inside." At that time, we didn't think much about it, how could these mud tires run into Guanyin Bodhisattva's belly? I thought the Redguards had thrown it inside. ”

Jianyang Gaya was worried that the craftsman would take out the mud tire in Guanyin Bodhisattva's stomach when repairing Guanyin Bodhisattva, so he deliberately smashed the mud tire.

Now, the mud tire in Guanyin Bodhisattva's stomach must be cleaned out before Ning Yannan's body can be retrieved.

The horse foreman used a hacksaw to cut the checkered wooden frame in the square hole, and without sawing the wooden frame, it was impossible to get Ning Yannan's body out.

The checkered wooden frame is fixed with iron wire, the wooden frame is the sinew, and all the mud tires are attached to the wooden frame.

Ten minutes later, the checkered wooden frame was sawn open.

The diameter of the square hole is about 90 centimeters, and people can get into it, but people can't get into it, because the environment inside is too bad.

Xiao Lao and Ma Jianping aimed the light of their flashlights at the west and diagonally below the square cave at the same time—the corpse should be in this position.

A worker hands a shovel to the foreman.

The horse foreman used a shovel to pinch the mud tire in Guanyin Bodhisattva's belly to the outside of the square cave one by one.

The mud tires were about a meter away from the entrance of the cave, and the length of the shovel was just right.

After a few minutes, the foreman was sweating profusely, and he simply took off his coat and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

Another master took the opportunity to pick up a shovel and pinch the mud tires out one by one.

Another master brought a three-toothed rake with mud, and he moved some of the larger mud tires towards the hole, and then took the mud tires out of the hole with his hands.

Lin Di took out three pairs of gloves from the criminal investigation box and handed them to the three masters.

Descending Yang Gaya threw a lot of mud tires into Guanyin's stomach.

After the three masters took turns to pinch and plane for about 30 minutes, they put down the tools in their hands and retreated to the side.

If it is only digging the mud tire, the speed will not be so slow, under the mud tire, there is a corpse, when digging and digging the soil, several people can not scruple to the corpse under the mud tire.

It's time for the comrades to do the following.

Ling Hu Yunfei took the shovel in the hand of the foreman and continued to pick it up, but the speed was significantly slower. Because the shovel is getting closer and closer to the corpse.

Fifteen minutes or so, the head of the shovel touched a hard object—a relatively hard object.

Xiao Lao and Zhao Zimeng heard the sound of the head of the shovel coming into contact with a hard object at the same time.

Ling Hu Yunfei had to slow down, he simply went into the square hole, and used his hands to remove the debris around the hard object—the further down he went, the more crumbling the soil became, and some of it had already become powdery.

Soon, one foot was exposed—just the ankle bone and heel, to be exact.

"Jianyang Gaya, how did you put Ning Yannan's body inside?"

"Head down." Yang Gaya said in a low voice.

Since it was head-down, the hard thing that Zhao Zimeng and Ling Hu Yunfei saw should be Ning Yannan's feet.

Soon, Ling Hu Yunfei pulled out two feet from the soil with his hands. As there were fewer and fewer mud tires in Guanyin's stomach, the smell of corpse decay became heavier and heavier.

Ning Yannan's body had been in Guanyin's stomach for several months, and now it was the period when the corpse was at its most decomposed.

How can the body of the deceased be brought out of Guanyin's belly? Everybody is a little bit of a problem. If it is pulled upside down, the two arms of the deceased will definitely get in the way. Because there are criss-crossing wooden shelves crisscrossing the Bodhisattva's belly, this is also the main reason why Jianyang Gaya threw Ning Yannan's body upside down into the Bodhisattva's belly.

Therefore, it is unrealistic to drop the body of the deceased one by one in the belly of Guanyin Bodhisattva - because the space inside the belly of the Bodhisattva is limited.

Master Huiping saw everyone's embarrassment: "Captain Zhao, let's come out upside down!" If it's in the way, see off some of the wooden shelves that are in the way. Anyway, Guanyin Bodhisattva has to undergo a major overhaul. As long as you can get the body out, nothing else- you don't have to think about it. ”

Zhao Zimeng nodded at Ling Hu Yunfei.

The foreman handed the hacksaw to Ling Hu Yunfei's hand.

Linghu Yunfei sawed off the wooden shelves that might get in the way.

A master found a rope.

Linghu Yunfei took the rope, tied the end of the rope into a loop, and then put the rope loop around the feet of the deceased.

Ling Hu Yunfei drilled out of the square hole.

Xiang Daimo, Ling Hu Yunfei, and Ma Jianping grabbed the other end of the rope and then pulled it hard.

After the deceased's legs were straightened, they could no longer be pulled.

Zhao Zimeng shone it with a flashlight, and saw that the deceased still had some relatively large mud tires pressed on his body.

The space at the bottom of the bodhisattva's belly is narrow, and it is difficult for a person to reach the bottom.

Master Huiping found a bamboo pole more than two meters long, and the mud tire deeper than the shovel could not reach.

The foreman took the bamboo pole from Mrs. Huiping's hand and removed the mud tires that were pressing on the deceased one by one.

Zhao Zimeng said: "You can drag it, but it should be slow." ”

Linghu Yunfei and Ma Jianping tried to pull slowly, and the corpses began to move.

As long as the body can slowly move upward, there is hope, the key is not to use too much force, after all, the body has begun to decompose, and a third of the deceased's body is still buried in the crushed mud tire.

A minute later, the corpse suddenly stopped moving upward, could it be that a certain part of the corpse was stuck by a relatively large mud tire!

The excavated part of the body did not have pants.

Zhao Zimeng stood up and walked to Yang Gaya: "Yang Gaya, were you the first to throw down a few big mud tires?" ”

"Yes, I threw down the big mud tires, and when I was done, I smashed the mud tires with a shovel. I'm worried that when the craftsmen find a problem when they repair the bodhisattva's back, they will turn a blind eye when they see the mud tire shattered into dirt. ”

"Did the deceased have any clothes on?"

"I took off all the clothes on Meizi."

"Where's the clothes?"

"Burned with fire."

The foreman took the flashlight from Ma Jianping's hand and shone it at the deepest point, only to find that a leg-shaped mud tire was stuck under the deceased's neck, and the two ends of the mud tire were stuck on the wooden shelf.

"Captain Zhao, you take a flashlight to shine the light, and I'll get in and move the mud tire." The foreman said.

"It's too small inside, so let's find another way!" Zhao Zimeng said. It wasn't a problem for the foreman to get in, but it was definitely a matter of getting up close and personal with the corpse. How can such a thing be done by a horse foreman?

"Captain Zhao doesn't have to worry, I usually do heavy work, I don't believe in ghosts and gods, after I'm done, I'll just go to the bathhouse and take a shower." The foreman said as he put his right leg into the square hole.

"It's not appropriate, let me do it!"

As soon as Zhao Zimeng's words were finished, the foreman Ma had already crawled into the square hole with his upper body: "Captain Zhao, you quickly shine a light on me." ”

Zhao Zimeng and Xiang Daimo aimed their flashlights at the bottom of the square hole.

The foreman slowly climbed to the bottom, he removed the columnar mud tire, and as he retreated, he pushed the crushed mud tire from the corpse.

After Zhao Zimeng dragged the horse foreman out of the square hole, he ordered Hu Yunfei and Lu Qian to start pulling the rope.

All wore masks as the feet of the deceased had been pulled out of the square hole. The smell of rancid smell in the air is getting stronger. Master Huiping and the other three masters had already retreated to the outside of the main hall, and the monks could not see this kind of scene at all.

Because the body had begun to decompose, the rope had been caught in the flesh, and the soft tissues on the legs of the deceased looked like rotten winter melons that had been sitting for a few days in the summer.

The first to be pulled out of the square hole were the two legs of the deceased.

"Pull a little bit out, but slowly." Xiao Lao Dao.

Linghu Yunfei and Xiang Daimo pulled out little by little, and soon, the deceased's knee was also pulled out of the exit.

Guo Xiao and Zhao Zimeng walked up to Linghu Yunfei and Xiang Daimo, motioned for them to put down the rope, and the four of them directly carried the body out of the square cave with their hands.

After a while, everyone saw the deceased's thighs, then the abdomen, and then the head.