He was really anxious. Xu Yaxian came to find someone, but the person died in his own home. Now that Xu Yaxian is nowhere to be found, can he, the second uncle, not be in a hurry to get angry?
Since there is no trace of Xu Yaxian, I basically don't worry too much. If Xu Yaxian is not found, it can basically be confirmed that nothing happened to her. Otherwise, there should be a body at the scene now.
"I guess she was probably delayed by other things and didn't have time to find her way here."
Seeing Xu Duobao's anxious and angry look, I shook my head speechlessly and reminded him: "You don't know how to call Xu Yaxian?"
I didn't dare to contact Xu Yaxian before because I was worried that the matter would be exposed and I had to agree with this group of tomb robbers in advance. Now that everyone is dead, there is nothing to worry about, just call.
Xu Duobao slapped his forehead and said, "Look, I was so anxious that I forgot all about this." After saying that, he took out his mobile phone.
But before he could dial the number, the phone rang first. Xu Duobao answered the call, and then a somewhat frightened voice sounded on the other end: "Hey, is it Boss Xu? I'm with your niece now.
Where are you? We'll come find you."
"Why are you with my niece?!" Xu Duobao was shocked.
But now is not the time to ask these things. Judging from the tone, this person may be at the scene. After making an appointment with him to meet at the Central Park in the city, we rushed there immediately.
It was lunch time, and there was no one in the park. At the place we agreed on, Xu Yaxian and a man were suddenly there.
"Second uncle!" Seeing a few of us appearing, Xu Yaxian stood up from the stone chair with a frightened expression, ran over in a few steps, and threw herself into the arms of his second uncle. The frightened people beside him also relaxed obviously.
One breath.
"Second uncle, that tomb robber was killed, I...I saw it with my own eyes." Xu Yaxian said in horror.
Xu Duobao quickly patted her back and comforted her: "It's okay. It's all over. You see there are so many of us here. No matter what ghosts or zombies there are, they don't dare to show up."
After comforting Xu Yaxian, we found a stone table and sat down together. After listening to Xu Yaxian's story after she had calmed down, we learned what happened after she ran away to find someone.
Xu Yaxian was impatient. She came out of home and took a taxi directly to the tomb robber's house. Although she knew the specific address, it was already close to noon when she finally found his house for the first time.
At this time, every household was cooking, and there were no people nearby. Xu Yaxian arrived at the door of his house, and when she was about to call someone, her sharp eyes saw that the courtyard door was not closed, revealing a gap. She changed her mind and thought:
If you ask people like this, you will most likely be prevaricated, so I quietly opened the courtyard door and sneaked in.
Unexpectedly, what was waiting for her in the yard was a complete nightmare.
What kind of terrifying existence is that?
Even at this moment, with the noon sun shining on her body and so many people surrounding her, Xu Yaxian couldn't help but feel chills in her heart and her body was visibly shaking when she was describing the blood corpse of a Rakshasa she saw.
When Xu Yaxian walked to the door, there was a figure standing in the living room with his back to him. He was about 1.8 meters tall and had no clothes on. He could vaguely see that he was only wearing a pair of underpants. The reason why he was vaguely visible
It was because there was not a single piece of good meat in this man's body. It was as if his body had been churned by a meat grinder inch by inch, and all his flesh and blood were turned out.
The whole body was covered with blood, but it would not flow out. The whole body was covered with bulging blood and pus, and the underpants were mixed with the blood and could barely be seen.
Near the feet of this strange man was a devoured corpse, and opposite was the trembling figure of another man.
Seeing the minced meat and bones scattered on the ground, Xu Yaxian almost vomited out all the overnight meals. At this moment, the weirdo seemed to notice Xu Yaxian appearing behind him and turned his face.
Seeing the strange man's face, Xu Yaxian could no longer bear the fear rising from the deepest part of her heart. She couldn't even scream, so she turned around and ran away.
That was definitely not a human face.
It seemed that someone had forcibly removed the entire face. There was no skin or facial features on this weird man's face, and his flesh and blood were directly exposed.
There are two bloody holes in the nose, the red eyes are embedded in the eye sockets, two rows of sharp teeth are directly exposed, and he doesn't even have lips.
Xu Yaxian dragged her limp body and wanted to escape.
However, this weirdo didn't interrupt and came over. He rushed out of the living room like a gust of wind. In almost a blink of an eye, he rushed behind Xu Yaxian and grabbed Xu Yaxian with a hand that was also dripping with flesh and blood.
Without that protective pendant, it would be impossible for Xu Yaxian to sit here and tell us her experience.
The moment the ghost hand touched Xu Yaxian's body, the pendant she was wearing around her neck suddenly burst out with a strong light, instantly covering Xu Yaxian's body.
The ghost's hand touched the aperture, and the strange man howled in pain and was knocked back a few steps. He was unable to catch up at the same place for a while.
Taking advantage of this little gap, Xu Yaxian rushed out of the courtyard and ran forward without daring to look back. At a speed she had never experienced before in her life, she ran out of a side alley more than ten meters deep and arrived in the middle of the road.
Although it is at the junction of urban and suburban areas, the central area still seems a bit prosperous. Both sides of the road are full of shops, restaurants, and people are coming and going, making it very noisy. When Xu Yaxian looked back, the side alleys were empty, and the weirdo was not chasing her.
Get out on the street.
When talking about this, the man also interjected, saying that it was at that time that he slipped out of the back door while the weirdo was shocked by the pendant.
The two people encountered such a bizarre thing, and for a while they only dared to go to a crowded place. The lively place was so big, so the two people naturally met.
The two of them had just met each other, so they simply stayed together and took a taxi to leave. When they got to the city, they called Xu Duobao.
There is no need to elaborate on what happened after that. Xu Yaxian contacted Xu Duobao, so we rushed over.
After listening to Xu Yaxian's story, several of us looked at each other in shock, all terrified of the Rakshasa blood we had never met before.
This thing is obviously not afraid of the sunlight during the day, and it doesn't matter if it looks ferocious. Ugliness does not mean fighting ability. But just listening to Xu Yaxian's few words, we understand that this bloody corpse is definitely difficult to deal with.
"Lin Kun, what is that thing? Will it come to me?" After Xu Yaxian finished speaking, there was still a look of fear on her face, and she raised her head and asked me.
I patted her hand and comforted her: "It's okay, it's all over. You can think of it as a kind of zombie, but don't be too afraid. It's not a fairy. It can know where you are with great powers. Don't worry.
I won’t come looking for you.”
After comforting Xu Yaxian, I gave Ren Yonghai a wink and motioned for her to take Xu Yaxian aside. However, Xu Yaxian, who is usually shrewd, was really frightened and was taken away without any reaction.
When Xu Yaxian followed Ren Yonghai and sat down on a nearby stone chair, her attention was no longer here. I turned to look at the man beside me and said, "What's your name?"
"My name is Gao Shan... the person who was killed... is me... is my cousin."
"Okay, Gao Shan, let me tell you, since the thing you met today killed your cousin, I'm afraid it will be your turn next. You and Xu Yaxian are different. I think the other person should have something in his hand.
It’s your home address.”
Gao Shan has not yet recovered from his panic. He has more things to worry about than Xu Yaxian.
Hearing my words, Gao Shan suddenly burst into tears and looked at me pleadingly: "This little brother, you are a capable person. You must help me this time, otherwise I will die."
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"Don't worry, if we can help, we will definitely help. However," I paused, looked into his eyes, and continued, "but you have to tell us the truth."
"Okay, okay, you can ask whatever you want. As long as I know, I will tell you everything." Gao Shan seemed to have picked up a life-saving straw and nodded hurriedly.
"Okay, tell me, how did your cousin get the news about the soul-suppressing mirror, and how did he find the exact location of the ancient tomb?" I asked.
Gao Shan readily gave me a name, Zhang Weidu.
"Zhang Weidu?" Xu Duobao said in surprise.
"you know?"
"Of course I know you!"
This is not a very unfamiliar name. Zhang Weidu is well-known in the Xi'an cultural relics circle and is a black market cultural relics dealer. Within Xi'an, there are not only ancient tombs from the Western Zhou Dynasty with more than 2,000 bronzes unearthed, but also ancient tombs from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
The tombs of the Chu State, as well as the tombs of the nobles of the Chu State in the Han Dynasty, have always been coveted by tomb robbers.
Tomb robberies are becoming common in the countryside, and cultural relic dealers are naturally like sharks that smell blood, flocking to them, and Zhang Weidu is one of them. As a person in the circle, there are some gossips. It is said that when Zhang Weidu was young,
I went to Nanyang to do business, but within a few years I lost all my savings from working part-time. After returning, I started selling cultural relics.
Combining the two and one, there must be something wrong with Zhang Weidu. He must be inextricably linked to the corpse refiner. Gao Shan knows Zhang Weidu’s address. I left Ren Yonghai to send Xu Yaxian home. The rest of us
Take the car and set off directly to find Zhang Weidu.
Making phone calls about this kind of thing will only alert the snake. Who knows how deeply Zhang Weidu is involved in this matter. If you go to him directly and cross-examine him face to face, you won't be afraid that he will make up lies.
Most of these cultural relic dealers who have direct contact with tomb-robber farmers are locals. They often wander around the countryside and villages to see where there are newly unearthed artifacts.
Zhang Weidu's home is also in the neighboring village. Although these people are not famous, don't underestimate them. Although they seem to be engaged in the business of peddlers traveling from village to countryside, these people often have several domestic connections behind them.
black outside
Municipal smuggling line.
The first step for the unearthed cultural relics that leak out every year must go through the hands of these people. Judging from Zhang Weidu's experience, the channels this guy has are really not to be underestimated. The news of the soul-suppressing mirror spread from his hands
, nine times out of ten, it was the corpse trainer who was doing it behind his back.
Things have developed to this point, and unknowingly, two originally unrelated things have been dramatically connected together.
"The soul-suppressing mirror case seems to be the work of the same person as the ancient tomb case and the corpse robbery case." I shared this situation with Ren Yonghai while driving.
"What am I talking about? It takes no effort to break through iron shoes and find no place. The same person is behind these three unsolvable cases. It's really incredible. But now it's better. The truth has been paid.
The water is over, and the dawn of victory is not far away."
When we arrived at the village, the sky was already dusk, and Gao Shan had never been to Zhang Weidu's home. We got out of the car and stopped a villager on the roadside to ask for directions.
"Are you looking for Zhang Weidu?" The villagers looked us up and down with a trace of suspicion on their faces.
I nodded, took out the cigarette case, and handed over a cigarette: "That's right, I'm looking for him to discuss a business deal. It's my first time here and I can't find a way. Brother, can you give me any advice?"
The expressions on the villagers' faces made me feel that something had happened.
"Oh, it's an unlucky time for you to come here." The villager took the cigarette and took a look. When he saw it was Yuxi, his tone became much better. He stuffed the cigarette behind his ears and then continued, "The boss of the Zhang family is here.
He just passed away a few days ago, so you guys are late. Oh, by the way, the eldest son of the Zhang family is Zhang Weidu, and Zhang Weidu is his nickname."
"What? Zhang Weidu is actually dead?" I asked in surprise.
"Yes, the eldest son of the Zhang family is only in his fifties or sixties. His body should be quite strong. I haven't heard that he has any incurable diseases." The villager's unfinished tone made me feel a little strange, so I got closer to him.
asked forward.
The villager seemed to be interested. He took the cigarette out from behind his ear, held it in his hand, raised it, and said, "Young man, do you have a fire?"
I quickly clicked on it and waited religiously for him to speak.
Seemingly satisfied with my listening attitude, the villager came up to light a cigarette, took a long drag, exhaled a column of smoke, and then said with a pair of bright yellow front teeth:
"Not many people know about this matter. Lao Zhang's family is hiding it and not talking about it, for fear of causing trouble again. However, young man, you are right to ask. In the village, there is really no one like me.
Things you know.”
"Haha, then, who are you? You know everything about Lao Zhang's family." I said with a smile.
The villager flicked the ashes from his cigarette and glanced around. Seeing that no one was paying attention around him, he came to me with a mysterious look and whispered: "This is what the Zhang family thinks it is secret. In fact, how can it be hidden from a village?"
People inside. They said that the boss of the Zhang family died of an emergency, but that was not the case at all. He was bitten to death by a zombie!"
"Are there zombies? No way, there are really no zombies anywhere in this world."
"Young man, don't think I'm telling you lies," the villager said, taking another puff of cigarette, "The night the Zhang family boss died, the dogs in the village seemed to be going crazy and barked all night long.
We didn’t know what was going on at the time, but when we woke up the next day, we found that the eldest son of the Zhang family was dead.”
"Then how do you know it was a zombie that killed me? Have you seen a zombie with your own eyes?" I deliberately pretended not to believe it.
"I didn't see it, but," the villager paused, seeming to recall some horrific scenes, and couldn't help but shudder, "the next day I heard that the boss of the Zhang family was dead, so I went to the old man's house.
The Zhang family wanted to take a look at the situation, but they didn’t expect that the Zhang family wouldn’t let us in. But who am I? I sneaked around to the backyard and leaned on the wall to take a look."
"What did you see?" I asked following his words.
"In the house of the eldest son of the Zhang family, there is blood all over the floor! Although his body has been collected by the family, the crumbs and minced meat all over the floor, tsk tsk, I really don't know what happened to him."
Having said this, the villager's face also looked a little ugly, probably because the scene he recalled made him feel a little chilled.
Zhang Wei was bitten to death by the Yin evil ghost corpse. We looked at each other and felt confident.
After sending this know-it-all villager away, we discussed it for a while and decided to take a look at Zhang Weidu's house. After all, we were already here. We might have a search at his house, maybe we could find something.
It is not difficult to find Zhang Weidu's home. There is only one funeral in the whole village, and there is no other place.
His house is a typical small farmhouse, with a white paper elegiac couplet posted at the door. There is a shed in the yard, with wreaths, quilt covers, some paper figures and furniture piled up.
Several tables were leaning against the courtyard wall and had not yet been set up. They were large round tables that the family was preparing to hold a banquet when a funeral was about to take place.
Chapter completed!