As soon as I arrived on the third floor, I heard the elevator door slam, and a bag protruded outward, revealing a palm-wide slit.

"Candy!"

Chu Siyu screamed, jumped out in one step, inserted his hands along the gap, and violently exerted force, breaking to the sides.

There was a screeching sound of friction on the elevator door, and it was forced open.

"Mom!"

Inside the elevator, the cries of candy rang out.

Chu Siyu jumped in one step, and then there was a muffled sound.

The next moment, Chu Siyu stepped aside and looked at the puddle of muddy things in the corner of the elevator with a frown.

"Are you alright?"

I glanced at the puddle of mud, which contained blood, stumps, fingernails, and a rag with strange runes.

"It's fine!"

Candy shook his head and clinged to Chu Siyu's body, and on his exposed arms, there were blood marks, and there were two cyan finger marks on his face.

"I'm fine, it's all minor injuries, eat some incense to replenish it, and I'll be fine soon!"

Seeing me look at him, Candy said with a grin.

"It's okay!"

I breathed a sigh of relief when I noticed that the head was not found in the elevator.

"Where's the head?"

Wang Yiran also came in at this time, and after seeing the filth in the corner, he frowned, but still squatted down, took out two pieces of yellow table paper, collected the blood and stumps, and then wrapped them in red ropes.

"It's the means of the Nanyang side, they refine the little ghosts, and they have always been how to damage how to come!" The third lady of the gray also came over at this time, sniffled, and took two steps back.

"That head ran away while I was fighting with the resentful boy!" Candy stretched out his little hand and pointed upwards and said, "He ran from above!" ”

"Huh?"

Several of us looked up at the same time as each other.

At the same time, the ceiling above the elevator creaked, revealing a crack and a head falling off.

Wang Yiran subconsciously stretched out his hand, caught the head, and then let out a miserable scream.

I hesitated, snatched the head from Wang Yiran's hand, and put it in the prepared bag.

The screams stopped abruptly, Wang Yiran gasped violently, leaned on the elevator, and after half a ring, he came back to his senses, touched a handful of sweat, and said, "It's so miserable!" ”

He said as he looked at the plastic bag in my hand.

"Get out of the elevator first!"

As I spoke, I picked up Wang Yiran and pulled him out.

Now the elevator stops on the third floor, and no one dares to guarantee that the elevator will not suddenly break down and fall.

Coming out of the elevator, Wang Yiran recovered most of his life, he looked at the black plastic bag in my hand with a complicated expression, and said, "Let's go, we can't stay here, let's go back to the funeral home immediately!" ”

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The murderer will take the initiative to find us, his corpse surrender technique has not been completed, within seven days, if he can't eliminate this head, he will be counterattacked! Today is the sixth day, that is, counting today, he still has two days left! ”

Wang Yiran explained.

"Let's go!"

I said right away.

Going down to the first floor, we immediately walked out.

"Squeak!"

He hadn't taken a few steps before he heard a rat scream.

"Hurry up!"

This time, it was the gray third lady who was in a hurry.

A few of us didn't say a word, and ran to evacuate.

After coming out of the community and getting in the car, Wang Yiran took out his mobile phone as soon as possible, notified Lao Dong, and told him about the situation.

"Brother, go back to the funeral home, Dong Tou is also rushing to the funeral home, tonight, let's open our eyes, Dong Tou wants to open the altar!" Wang Yiran said with a little excitement.

"How to open the altar?" I was somewhat surprised.

"Hmm!"

Wang Yiran nodded and said, "Brother, just now in the elevator, the moment I hugged that head, do you know what I saw?" ”

"What?" I asked.

"I saw me drive a nail into my head!" Wang Yiran glanced at the black bag I was holding in my hand with palpitations.

"You mean, he killed himself?" I looked down at the bag in my hand.

"Yes and no!"

Wang Yiran thought for a while and said, "He has already cut off his hands and feet, and at the moment when he hit the nail into his eyebrows, his head fell off!" ”

Looking at Wang Yiran's narrowed pupils and sweaty brain, I seemed to see a man with his limbs cut off, trying his last strength to hit a nail headlong and knock himself to death.

I now understand why this head survived!

After being hit by the corpse surrender technique, his limbs were cut off, which can be described as certain death.

Wang Yiran also said that even if he didn't kill himself, he would be beheaded.

But at the last moment, he chose to cut himself, so that he got a chance to fight back.

Nails are driven into the center of the eyebrows, which not only has the effect of locking the soul, but also can fix the soul and calm the soul, preventing the invasion of external evils.

This person can come up with such a solution in that situation, and he is also a ruthless person.

For another person, if his limbs were cut off, he would have been carried away by the pain, but this person not only did not faint, but also came up with such a way to retain a chance to fight back, I have to say, this is a ruthless person.

And judging from the method he came up with, this person is probably also a man in the shadows.

But in this way, I am even more puzzled by the murderer's actions.

Before the deceased's head arrived, he was in a hurry to throw the deceased's limbs and body out, which was not just a provocation, and even arrogant to the point of being a little brainless.

He knew that this kind of action would lead to the torturer, and he knew that the deceased's head was very likely to be obtained by the torturer, but still chose to throw the corpse, what did he want to do?

This approach is somewhat brain-dead.

Or is he sure enough to outperform the torturer in the fight?

I'm puzzled.

I put my analysis out and asked, "What do you say, what the hell is going on with this murderer?" ”

"Either he is really capable and arrogant to a certain extent, just like the Nanyang Jiang Shi back then; Either the murderer is also involuntary and has to do this! ”

Without waiting for Wang Yiran and Chu Siyu to speak, Gray Santai analyzed it decently.

I listened and glanced at Wang Yiran, this analysis is very reliable.

"I think it's the second case!"

"The second type!"

Wang Yiran and I spoke almost at the same time.

Even the genius head descending master of Nanyang Jiang, who can improve the flying head down, is now suppressed in the Canaan Art School, as long as he still has a little brain, it will not be the first situation.

In other words, most of this murderer is involuntarily.

If so, it fits with my previous analysis.

During this time, the business of the convicts has surged, and there are always different corpses sent over, and I analyzed with Wang Yiran before that we are very likely to be targeted by someone or a certain force, and we will continue to increase our business volume.

As for why this was done, it is not known for the time being.

This case of throwing corpses can more or less prove that our previous analysis is correct.

On the way back, everything went well.

When we entered the morgue on the negative floor of the funeral home, Lao Dong had already arrived, I didn't know, and a simple magic circle was arranged.

In the middle of the morgue, seven lanterns were placed in the shape of the Big Dipper, enclosing the headless corpse in the middle.

Seeing us come in, Lao Dong pointed to the neck of the corpse with a neat incision, and said, "Put your head on!" ”

Without hesitation, I immediately took my head out of the bag, put it on the corpse's neck, and asked; "Do you use sewing?"

"Just sew it up!" Lao Dong said.

"Hmm!"

I nodded, took out the needle and thread, and began to stitch up.

During the stitching, I looked at the corpse's face.

Judging by the face, the deceased was about forty years old.

The deceased was of ordinary appearance, with a wooden wedge the size of a one-yuan steel hammer at the center of his eyebrows.

I was somewhat surprised to see the round bottom of this wooden wedge, I thought it was an iron nail that was driven into the center of my eyebrows, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of wooden wedge.

How much force did it take to drive this wooden wedge-like nail into his eyebrows?

"Dong Tou, is there anything I need to do?"

I was sewing corpses, Wang Yiran approached Lao Dong and asked with a smile.

"Just don't mess around!" Lao Dong said expressionlessly.

I noticed that Mrs. Gray seemed to be very afraid of Lao Dong, and since she entered the morgue, it stuck to the corner of the wall without saying a word, like a schoolboy who was punished for standing, standing quietly.

"Sewn up!"

About three minutes later, I got the last stitch and said to Lao Dong.

Lao Dong glanced at the corpse, nodded, took out a needle and handed it over, and said, "You take this needle!" ”

I took the needle, the tentacles were warm, and the feeling of the yin needles and the tentacles of the needles was completely different, and my heart moved, and I asked, "Drying needles?" ”

"Yes!"

Lao Dong nodded.

The so-called "sun-drying needle" is to dry a household embroidery needle in the sun for 7749 days in a row, and the strongest sunlight is from 12 o'clock at noon to 4 o'clock in the afternoon every day.

Every day at 12 o'clock at noon, the embroidery needle is dried in the sun, and after 4 o'clock in the afternoon, after being retrieved, it is wrapped in a yellow or red cloth and taken home.

In particular, it should be noted that this embroidery needle should not be placed in some places with heavy yin energy.

If you have an offering table at home, it is best to offer this embroidery needle to enjoy the smell of incense.

The cycle repeated, and after forty-nine days, the sun was completed.

It is said that after 49 days of drying the needle, one last step is needed before it can be completed.

As for what the last step was, Grandpa's notes didn't say it.

The sunning needle has many uses, it can ward off evil spirits, track yin spirits, etc., and it is a relatively secret magic weapon in the yin line.

I didn't expect that Lao Dong would have a drying needle, and I didn't expect that Lao Dong would hand over the drying needle to me to use.

But if you think about it carefully, the torturer is a semi-official organization after all, and it is normal to have some secret methods and magic weapons that are unknown to the outside.

However, judging from Lao Dong's action of giving me the sunning needle, he still trusts me quite a lot.

"How do you use it?" I asked.

Although I have heard and know about the needle, I have never used it, and I am a little embarrassed.