Chapter Ninety-Three: Nanshan Cemetery

I secretly praised in my heart that Xiao Shanbo had also used this method, which was a method of "conjuring spirits". These three people are haunted by evil spirits, and their souls are wandering. In this way, the soul can be recalled, and evil energy can be expelled.

At this time, in the security room on the left side of the cemetery gate, there was a leader-like person accusing his subordinates. After seeing Han Qimen, he greeted him with a smile on his face, grabbed Han Qimen's hands, and said in a panic, "Master Han, you are finally here, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this job." This man is in his forties, wearing a Mao suit, and is the curator of Nanshan Cemetery.

Han Qimen asked with a concerned face, "Director Wu, don't panic, what's going on?" Where I can be used, I will do my best to help."

Curator Wu sighed and said, "I'll take you in and have a look, and you'll know." While speaking, Director Wu politely greeted me and the Taoist boy of Xuankong Gate, and led the way in front, followed by Han Qimen and I.

As he walked, Director Wu said, "The cemetery I manage is the largest in the city. Originally, only the urn was accepted for burial, but after the new policy came out last year, where the customs and habits have not improved, coffins can be used for burial, so on the north side of the cemetery, dozens of acres of land have been expanded for burial, and the monitoring has not had time to be installed. That's the problem."

Han Qimen walked all the way, looking at the surrounding cemeteries all the way, Han Qimen knew the feng shui pattern here well, and he also handled the planning of expanding the burial.

Director Wu continued, "In the past two months, 17 bodies have been buried here, but yesterday overnight, all of these 17 cemeteries were dug up."

Hearing this, we all stopped, stared at Director Wu with round eyes, and were greatly surprised, there are still people digging graves in the cemetery, which is really unheard of.

Curator Wu looked at us standing still, sighed, and said, "Master Han, the police station is already inside, and the families of the seventeen corpses have also come to several houses, but what can they find out? This is your area of expertise, and I think only you can help me."

Han Qimen frowned and said, "This is so strange, no wonder the three vendors in front of the door are gray, they must be stained with unclean things." After a moment's thought, he asked, "When did you find out?" When was the grave dug up?"

We then walked deeper into the cemetery, and Director Wu said, "Since the burial place is in the deepest part of the cemetery, the distance is relatively far. The administrator made rounds every morning, and today I was a little lazy and only went to see it at noon. At that time, it was found that seventeen graves had been dug up, and there was also a patrol yesterday morning, and the results were recorded as normal, so if you calculate this, it must have been dug up last night."

I asked curiously, "Are there any valuable burial goods in the tomb?"

Curator Wu waved his hand and said, "How can there be any valuable funeral goods, they are all small people's families, and at most they will accompany the burial of some objects that the deceased liked during his lifetime, which are not valuable."

Han Qimen fell into deep thought and asked in a low voice, "Then why would someone dig a grave?"

Curator Wu let out a long sigh and said, "Who knows, if you put up this stall for no reason, you say that my job can be kept. They all say that they can't afford to be early, digging graves and stealing corpses, what benefit can they have, is it just to rob me of food?"

Han Qimen smiled and said, "Digging graves and stealing corpses can be of many uses, and saying it will scare you to death."

When Director Wu heard this, he knew that it was an extremely terrifying thing, and he shuddered, he may have heard of practices such as "matching" and "practicing corpse oil", and he didn't dare to mention it again, just complained.

After walking for about twenty minutes, we arrived at the burial area of the cemetery, where several policemen walked between the graves, and there were several people standing or kneeling in front of several graves.

Han Qimen led us to a tomb where the mound was loose and the coffin was open in the tomb, the lid of the coffin was still on the side, and the coffin was empty. Han Qimen looked up, and there were more than a dozen cemeteries in the front and back rows.

Seeing a tomb in front of him exposed, there were already three family members, a man and two women, the man was kneeling on the ground, and the woman was half-squatting next to the tomb, with a solemn expression. Han Qimen stepped forward and saw that the coffin of this tomb was also empty. So he asked, "Ladies and gentlemen, who are the deceased ancestors?"

The three of them turned around and saw the appearance of Han Qimen Taoist, and they were not wary in their hearts, and the kneeling man said, "This is my father, who died last month." The other two women were about his age, and I guess one was his sister and the other was his wife. When one of the women saw Director Wu, she was immediately angry, pointed at him and scolded: "How do you manage the cemetery, if you don't have the ability, just go home and let my father rest in peace after he dies." Another woman cried and cried, grabbed the arm of the man who was scolding, and comforted him, saying, "It's useless to scold him now, it's better to let him find a way to get it back." The woman snorted, as if she was making a great mockery of Director Wu.

Director Wu was scolded so red that his face turned red, and he couldn't reply, so he could only bow his head silently. Han Qimen said soothingly, "Don't worry, everyone, I'm Han Qimen from the Xuankong Gate of Sanqing Mountain. I'm going to help you figure it out."

Han Qimen's name is well-known in the industry, and people outside the industry may not have heard of it, but Sanqingshan Xuankong Gate is still famous. The three of them looked at Han Qimen's outfit and called themselves Xuankong Gate, so they behaved very politely. The man asked, "Then please ask Master Han for help, my father can't go to the earth for peace, and the spirit in the sky can't rest in peace."

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