The monk suddenly spurted blood from his mouth, fell to the ground unconscious, and everyone stepped forward to help him up. Yuantong pinched his pulse, probed the breath on his neck again, and said contemplatingly: "It's me who is careless, this kind of corpse cold qi is unique, I'm afraid that people who are not from the ghost hall can't break it." ”

I hurriedly said, "It's still too late, hurry up and find the White Lotus Lady." ”

Li Bugou asked me, is it the old lady whose daughter-in-law is particularly greedy for money? I nodded, "That's her, last time my friend was poisoned, she was the one who saved her." ”

The monk slowly opened his eyes, broke free from his senior brother's arms, and said with a pale face: "I'm okay for the time being, I used the meridians to cut off the corpse cold attack heart, and it can last for a few days." ”

Yuantong nodded with satisfaction: "Senior brother, you really have a bit of my demeanor back then." ”

None of us spoke, and I don't know if the old monk was pretending to be forced or telling the truth.

"Elder, what now?" I asked.

Yuantong looked at the corpse of the old man Li Chunman and said, "Dissect the corpse first, the secret is in front of you, and then go to heal the junior brother after finding the secret." ”

Noh nodded and sat on the side pranayama.

Round channel: "Two Li Shizhu." ”

Li Tao and Li Bugou barely cheered up, and Yuantong said: "You two clean up this place with water, the body of the female benefactor is splashed with flesh and blood, and it will be troublesome to stay here and be seen in the future." ”

Li Tao and Li Bugou were about to vomit, and Li Bugou said with a bitter face: "Elder, where to clean up these bits and pieces." ”

Round channel: "Don't you have the tools, dig a pit in the backyard and bury it, after burying it, I will be excessive, it has nothing to do with you, go ahead." ”

The Li brothers went to work with a bitter face.

Yuantong looked at me: "Master Feng." ”

I hurriedly answered.

Yuan Channel: "My junior brother is now poisoned by the corpse cold, and you are the only one who can do the autopsy, no problem." ”

"No problem, listen to the instructions." I say.

Yuantong asked me to lay Li Chunman's body flat on the table with him, and he used a scalpel to re-cut the wound, then turned the skin over to reveal the internal organs.

I stabilized my mind and watched the YTO operation. Yuantong asked me to hold on to the corpse, and he was going to dissect the corpse's stomach.

After tossing all night, it is supposed to be early in the morning, but looking outside, the sky is still gloomy and has not melted.

"Focus." Monk Yuantong reminded me while cutting his stomach.

He said: "This corpse is very demonic, it has become a corpse, we are all trapped in the corpse and can't get out, only by unlocking its secrets...... There's something, Master Feng, you bring me the tweezers. ”

I took out the tweezers from the tool bag next to me and handed them to him, and the monk Yuantong put the head of the tweezers into the abdominal cavity of the corpse, and after a while, he pulled out something very strange.

It was a plastic bag, covered in blood, sealed, and filled with things.

YTO carefully took out the plastic bag and asked me to find clean water to wash it off. I went outside with the plastic bag, and when I saw Li Bugou carrying a basin of water to mop the floor, I asked him to wait first, and then put the plastic bag in the water and shook it, and a layer of blood floated out of it.

Li Bugou was surprised and asked what it was.

I told him it was taken from the corpse's appetite. Li Bugou rubbed his eyes and said, "You mean, when my grandfather was dying, he swallowed something?" ”

The blood stain on the outside of the plastic bag is washed off, and you can see what is inside. Inside was a curled oilcloth, nested in a ball, and tied tightly with silk threads.

Li Bugou pleaded me to open it, I didn't dare to open it, the plastic bag may be vacuum, what will change after opening it is unknown, even if it is opened, I have to let the Yuantong monk do it.

I went inside and handed the plastic bag to the monk. Li Bugou didn't clean up, stretched his neck to look, Li Tao didn't do it anymore when he saw this, and came over.

Monk Yuantong did not have to let them work unreasonably, just look at it, he used a scalpel to seal and cut open the plastic bag, and then poured out the oilcloth inside.

He carefully untied the silk threads on it, and the tarpaulin suddenly spread out, revealing the contents of it.

The tarpaulin is specially treated, which can be stored for a long time after being soaked in oil, and has a good waterproof function. The oilcloth is very thin and dark yellow in color, and there is nothing wrapped in it, but words are written on it.

"This word ......," Li Bugou wondered.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Li Bugou said that the oilcloth will not be stained with ink, even if you write on it with ink, it will be stained, and the handwriting on the oilcloth in front of you is quite clear, and it should be an extraordinary ink. He used to make a work of art, which was to paint on oilcloth, and at that time he thought of many methods, and finally found a solution in an ancient book, that is, to sharpen the bamboo and paint it, which was very troublesome.

Monk Yuantong valued his opinion very seriously and asked him what he meant.

Li Bugou thought for a while and said: "I don't know what is written on it yet, just from the material and texture, this oilcloth has been carefully designed, and it takes a long time to write, and it is by no means possible to be completed overnight." My grandfather must have been premeditated when he died. ”

I said, "You mean, that's how he saves information?" ”

"Yes." Li Bugou suddenly slapped his thigh: "I have a very unbelievable idea, I don't know if it's right." ”

Yuantong made a gesture and motioned for him to speak.

Li Bugou said: "How do I feel that my grandfather has become a shadow corpse, in fact, he did it on purpose, and it is also a way for him to save information." ”

I kind of understood: "Your grandfather designed himself as a non-rotten safe in order to preserve the words on this oilcloth, and then this oilcloth was stored in his stomach?" ”

"Yes, yes, that's what it means." Li Bugou said.

Everyone in the room looked at each other.

Circle Channel: "Let's see what is written on it first." ”

He carefully unfolded the tarpaulin, there were few words on it, and on the blank front drew a sketch of a thumbsnail map, they were puzzled and did not know what it was, and when I looked at it, my heart chuckled, and cold sweat burst out.

The map is surrounded by water, marking two continents, with a tiny island in the middle, one of which is pointed to by an arrow and the character "Hu" written in very small text next to it.

I immediately recognized that this island was where the three of them were in retreat, and the word "Hu" had already explained a lot of things.

I had a hunch that perhaps the big secret of their retreat had been brought out by Li Chunman, who had kept his mouth shut all his life, and when he died, he painted the big secret on a tarpaulin and swallowed it in his stomach.

YTO spread the oilcloth on the table, and the light in the room was dim, and we took a flashlight to shine it. At the bottom of the map of the island, there is also a very strange shape, a circle with a triangle inside. Li Bugou is indeed a well-informed artist, and he immediately said: "This shape seems to be from Judaism." ”

At the three vertices of this triangle, three villains are drawn, with "I" written at the top, "Black" on the left, and "Jing" on the right.

I don't know what this means, there are only two figures on the front of the tarpaulin, and when I turn to the back, there are some small letters densely written.

Yuantong read slowly: "...... Yu landed on the island, entered the strange gate, and went deep to the ultimate ...... It is to know that all things in the world are one, and they are all born of gasification, and the so-called void god, deification of gas, gasification of form, and form of all things. He knows that all things come out of nothing......"

Li Tao was impatient: "Elder, these are clichés, they don't mean anything, my grandfather's secret is not written below, so don't read it word by word." ”

Yuantong ignored him and continued to look down: "The ultimate sight in Qimen, I understand a lot of the principles of the world, as the so-called form is not hindered and people are hindered, things are not stagnant and people are stagnant, so that in the ultimate to see the three sides of the human body, or can become three souls, can also be called the three sides of people, respectively, me, black me, and essence self." All three are the same source of me, but they are different from me, and they are wonderful......"

Seeing this, we looked at each other and were about to look down, when suddenly the flashlight went out, and the room was pitch black.

In the dark, I vaguely saw that the monk Yuantong made a gesture, signaling everyone not to speak, only to see the door "squeak" open, and a person came in from outside, dressed in black and black pants, with a brim on his head, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

I'm a little trembling, I can't be a ghost hall again.

Monk Yuantong said one word in a very low voice, "scattered". He picked up the tarpaulin, rolled it on the spot and hid it in a corner, and we were scattered at once. I haven't forgotten to hold a hand. We hid behind our chairs.

Suddenly there was a light at the door, and the man in black turned on the flashlight, he was masked, wearing a big hat, and he couldn't see his face clearly. He swept the flashlight, and the light fell on the corpse on the table of the Eight Immortals, and when he saw the corpse being disemboweled, he was obviously stunned.

He walked slowly and looked around, and we hid in the darkness and couldn't sleep. The man in black stood in front of the corpse, illuminated the corpse's stomach with a flashlight, took a breath, and sighed: "How did I forget this stubble, the thing is hidden in the stomach." ”

Monk Yuantong stood up, and the man hurriedly swept over with a flashlight, shining on him, and said, "The donor is polite." ”

"You dissected the corpse?" The man asked, "Open your stomach?" Is there something hidden inside? ”

"Donor, who are you?" Yuantong asked.

The man was silent for a moment and said, "I am Li Chunman's senior brother. ”