Nightmare Attack

During the transportation process, Ding Zhenzong inadvertently touched the abdomen of the corpse. The abdomen was bulging and felt... very hard. It was not like the stiffness after death, but more like there was something hidden in the belly of the corpse.

Luo Tianhe also noticed it. While the second young master was outside directing the servants to pack up the sedan, he boldly stretched out his hand to pull up the clothes of the corpse. By the weak candlelight, a hideous scar suddenly appeared on the abdomen of the corpse.

The scar was huge and terrifying, extending from the lower abdomen to the lower part of the neck. It was sutured with fine linen ropes, and the dense stitches made people feel scared.

Because it was covered by clothes, it had not been noticed before. The edges of the wound were ragged. Everyone's first impression was that it had been torn open by a huge force.

Luo Tianhe, a skilled artist, was so bold that he reached out to press the corpse's swollen abdomen. The feedback from his hand told him that there was indeed something hidden inside the corpse's abdomen, and it was very hard.

But there will never be anything like gold, silver, jewelry, and jade inside, because the weight doesn’t match.

Luo Tianhe instantly thought of the corpse's previous movements and the empty wooden shelves in the warehouse. Could it be that... the evil things placed on the wooden shelves were in the belly of the corpse at this moment?

Before he could think about it, the second young master came over with the support of Laifu. His leg disease became more and more serious. He had not been seen for a few hours, and his movements were obviously much stiffer than before.

Everyone quickly gathered around and blocked Luo Tianhe and the body. Luo Tianhe took this opportunity to quickly arrange the clothes of the deceased and pretend that nothing happened.

"Masters, it's getting late. I want to take my father's body back to the tomb." The second young master looked at the body on the ground, his expression full of grief.

Luo Tianhe raised his hands to the second young master, "We also want to give Master Wu a ride, but I don't know if it will break the rules."

"Where, I have all the masters to help me, I'm really looking forward to it." Hearing that these masters were also willing to go together, the second young master's eyes lit up and he hurriedly returned the favor to Luo Tianhe.

After all, he was facing a mutated corpse. Even if he was a close relative, the second young master's reaction was reasonable.

Naturally, it is inconvenient to send a body with a lot of fanfare, and it cannot use a coffin. The second young master chose a sedan, which needs to be carried at the front and back.

He planned to put the body in the sedan before dawn and send it back without anyone noticing.

The second young master's legs and feet were inconvenient, so he rode a sedan to clear the way in front, while Jiangcheng Fatty and his group followed the funeral procession. It sounded like they were holding back, but in fact they just gathered to discuss the case.

In order to prevent the people in front of them from hearing, they deliberately distanced themselves from the sedan chair carrying the corpse in front of them.

"There is something wrong with Mr. Wu's death. Did you see the scars on his abdomen?" Li Bai's voice was very low, "It was torn apart. What could have such power?"

"And there is something hidden inside. The thing is very hard and not heavy. I feel like it is made of wood." Ding Zhenzong also gave his own opinion.

Everyone said something to each other, but Luo Tianhe frowned and said nothing.

"Mr. Luo, what are you thinking about?" Lin Qianqian's voice was very pleasant and not offensive at all, especially those two big eyes that were blinking gently.

"Strange." Luo Tianhe spit out two words.

"This way of death is not only strange, it is simply weird. It must have been made right! Speaking of which, Mr. Wu's fate was quite bad, and his death was too miserable." Recalling the ferocious mark on his abdomen Ding Zhenzong couldn't help but wrap his clothes tightly around the scar. This was completely a subconscious act.

Luo Tianhe took a breath and his voice suddenly became serious, "That's not what I said. Mr. Wu should not die. I can't imagine how he ended up like this."

"You shouldn't die..." The fat man didn't understand. This person was already dead.

Yuan Shanyuan, who was walking at the back, nodded and looked at Luo Tianhe with something in his eyes. "Mr. Luo is a physiognomist. He must have met Mr. Wu when he was inspecting the corpse."

"Yes, Mr. Wu has a plump heaven and pearls in his earrings. Even though he has been dead for many days, he still has beautiful eyebrows. From his appearance, he is rich and noble, and he brings his own pearls. This kind of blessing is very rare, and it can protect people. He is prosperous and has a long life. He has at least twenty or thirty years to live. He definitely doesn't deserve to die here, let alone such a tragic death." Luo Tianhe's voice was filled with confusion.

"You mean...he shouldn't die?" the fat man asked cautiously.

When Luo Tianhe said this, the already weird atmosphere rose again. Staring at the rickety sedan in front, and thinking of Mr. Wu's body inside, everyone fell silent for a moment.

A burst of sneer sounded, which was very harsh in the silent crowd, "I said that this numerology number must be believed, but it cannot be fully believed. There is no need for you to be so nervous." Yao Shunyu squinted his eyes, still looking carefree, Cross your hands behind your head.

Before he finished speaking, there was a "plop" sound, and the sedan in front fell to the ground, and then the people walking in front suddenly started to commotion.

"What's going on?" Everyone rushed over immediately.

The sedan fell to the ground, and a man squatted aside with a pale face and his body was still shaking. Everyone recognized that this man was also one of the bearers carrying the sedan, and he had a white belt tied around his waist.

The second young master also limped over with the support of Laifu. Laifu stared at him and shouted in a low voice: "What are you doing? Why don't you send the master's body back quickly? It's too late. Can you afford it?”

"Wang Bao said he encountered something strange." Someone whispered.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the man squatting on the ground. It seemed that he was Wang Bao.

The second young master looked pale and said, "Wang Bao, what's going on?"

"I...I don't care anymore, Second Young Master, I don't care about this master anymore, please let me go!" Wang Bao's whole body was trembling, his voice changed, "Just now I...I felt that master moved. ”

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed, especially the bearers carrying the sedan chair. The second young master said angrily: "Wang Bao, our Wu family thinks we treat you well, how can you talk nonsense!"

Wang Bao was about to cry, and stood up from the ground tremblingly, "Second Young Master, I didn't lie to you, it's true, I really felt that Master moved."

"You are not the only one carrying the sedan. If the master is really strange, why didn't anyone else feel it?" Laifu is still a very smart person and immediately found the flaw in Wang Bao's words.

"I'm not lying to you. Just now, I felt my shoulders getting heavier and heavier, as if there was a force pulling me behind me. I looked back and saw that the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted open. It was the master! The master opened it with his hands. Open the curtain, you are...looking at me!"

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