Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 246 Meat

   "The internal organs in the abdomen disappeared, so I filled it in with a fake," Jasmine muttered, "Could it be the person who had died?"

   "Do you still care about this when you enter the assassination?"

   "It's all in charge now," Jasmine said. "The current enrollment industry is also a one-stop service. We generally include body beauty."

This…

  Some super-classes, Xiaolan thinks about how to change the topic.

   Jasmine put the fake internal organs in front of her and sniffed, "Hmm! I just thought something was wrong..."

   said, slamming the thing under Xiaolan's nose.

  A pungent smell.

   Xiaolan quickly stepped away, suppressing the urge to retching.

   "What is it, what's the matter?" Xiaolan waved his hand dissatisfied.

  "Did you not smell the blood?"

  "Isn’t it normal to have a **** smell, it’s stuffed in my stomach after all."

   "But there is no blood on his wound," Jasmine rubbed the surface of the fake internal organs with clear texture, "there is no **** smell on the corpse, but there is on it."

   Xiaolan raised his eyes, meditated for a few seconds and said, "I'm afraid we have to open it."

  The faint **** smell is indeed lingering on the fake internal organs.

  The two rummaged, and finally found an exquisite nail clipper in the desk drawer.

  Cut off the end of the thread, remove it, and cut it open.

  The material used for filling is only ordinary pearl cotton, which has strong memory, but the weight is not right.

   Xiaolan then dug deep.

   "Huh?" Jasmine pointed to the red object that suddenly appeared in the cotton fiber and said, "There is something buried in it."

   Xiaolan also saw it, grabbed a corner of the thing, fixed the lower edge of the fake internal organs with the other hand, and pulled out the object abruptly.

   is a very small sachet bag.

  Rose red silk beam blessing bag is bright in color, smooth and brand new, only one-fourth the size of the palm, flat and empty, but you can feel a trace of weight when you pick it up.

   "Open!" Jasmine was rather straightforward.

  Pinch both ends of the beam mouth, Xiaolan applied a little force, and the blessing bag opened the small mouth of the black hole.

   Flip it over and pour it on his hand a few times.

  Sure enough, something flew down from the mouth of the bag.

  Two heads close together.

   "What is this?" Jasmine narrowed her eyes.

  Xiaolan took a closer look, then reached under her nose and smelled it, her face suddenly changed.

   Jasmine saw her face and asked quickly, "What's the matter? What is it?"

   "This... seems to be meat."

  White and tender, delicate, which should have dried up and wrinkled due to the loss of blood, but at this time it is still full and elastic.

  This is a piece of human flesh.

   "Meat?!" Jasmine's eyes trembled, "You mean..."

   Xiaolan nodded, "Yes, that's what you think."

   "So the fishy smell is on this piece of meat." Jasmine slowly calmed down.

   Xiaolan raised her hand in front of Jasmine, and Jasmine lowered her head and sniffed a few times, then frowned and pushed her hand away.

   "Is there such a piece of meat in all the fake entrails in his stomach?"

   "It's hard to say," Xiaolan squeezed the piece of meat with her fingertips, "The fishy smell is too weak, but I just took one casually..."

  The village chief’s abdomen was cut open. The wound was smooth and there was no blood loss. The fake viscera filled with pearl cotton replaced the real viscera in his abdomen. In the fake viscera, there is also a piece of human flesh that remains fresh.

What exactly is going on?

  "The village chief’s wife must know this." Xiaolan said first.

  I remembered that when we first met, the wife of the village chief said that the two quarreled and separated because of the problem of moving to a big house. As a result, the village chief was hanged to death. Thinking about it now is simply outrageous.

  The village chief’s wife has never told the truth.

   "Who owns this meat, do you think?" Jasmine asked.

   "If it is the village chief's own, he should have wounds on his body," Xiaolan replied. "Last time we took a brief look, it seems that there are no injuries on the surface of the body."

  Jasmine pointed to the piece of meat, "And its owner should have a fair complexion."

  Frightening thoughts appeared in their minds.

  Should not...

   "No way..." Xiao Lan murmured.

  What does she picture?

   "I heard that in order to hold the husband's heart, a woman will cook her own flesh and blood, and a man will be loyal to his wife forever after eating the food made by his wife's meat." Jasmine said.

  Xiaolan thought about his wife's face, and then about the village chief's face.

   Although a little disrespectful, it seems that a person who has grown up like a lady does not need to tie the village head’s heart in this way.

  And the village chief is dead, so what are you doing?

   Xiaolan shook her head, feeling incompetent in acceptance.

  Is the adult world like this?

  My thoughts were broken again, and things became more troublesome. I thought it was just a simple murder, but more and more weird things were involved.

  "Pretty women always behave weirdly." After a while, Jasmine concluded.

  Xiaolan didn't know where Jasmine came to the conclusion, and when she said this, she seemed to completely ignore that she was a beautiful girl herself.

  So Xiaolan only squinted at her, but did not dare to speak.

  It's a quarter past three in the afternoon. In the world last time, they should be running back and forth on the road.

  It’s not time to rest.

  When the two were about to go out again, the father and mother appeared again. Seeing that Xiaolan and Jasmine were close together, the father and mother were happy but a little worried.

   "There are still two hours before it will be dark, Xia Meng remember to take Xiao Qiu home in time." Dad reminded.

  Although the two are going to guard the fire tonight, Jasmine nodded solemnly, “Don’t worry, let’s go out and play for a while.”

  Mother sighed, "Seeing that your sisters’ relationship has improved again, we can rest assured..."

   Jasmine smiled, "Our relationship has always been very good."

   "Yes... You looked like a demon before, I thought..."

In the middle of what    said, she was gently interrupted by her father, "Oh, why did you mention it at that time? I said that Xia Meng can't do it. Isn't it all right? Don't mention it again."

   Xiaolan moved her eyes, raised her head and asked, "What happened to my sister before?"

  My parents’ smile stiffened for a second.

  Jasmine also looked at them curiously.

   "It's okay... It's okay, you guys go out soon, come back soon..."

   Father and mother stammered and pushed the two out of the door. The two looked at each other in wonder, took a few steps away with heavy footsteps, and slipped back to the door with their toes in a tacit understanding.

  Sure enough, there was a low conversation in the door.

   "You shouldn't mention..."

   "I'm not excited, I can't be happy, Xia Meng has changed for the better, what else can I do?"

   "Things are over, you have to mention it, do you think Xia Meng Zhongxie didn't last long enough?"

   "Xia Meng is not evil!"

   "I know... I know, don't yell, it's fine now, don't talk about it again, okay?"

   "Then I won't mention it..."

  Father and mother's footsteps sounded, and the conversation was over, Xiaolan and Jasmine also quickly fled the small steps at the door.

   "What do you mean? I am evil?" Jasmine muttered.

   "Because of the evil, the sister relationship has become very poor," Xiaolan said, "It should be like this, you shouldn't hit me."

  Jasmine raised her hand, she was about to fight, Xiao Lan smiled and stepped away, and as she walked to the turning point, a black shadow suddenly rushed out and directly threw Xiao Lan down.

  (End of this chapter)