C5 Strange Bones

Hearing Floral Shirt's shout, they hurriedly turned around and saw Floral Shirt standing beside the pit, looking like he had seen a ghost. Because Floral Shirt was too frightened, he threw away his phone and almost turned around to run.

Seeing this, the two of them walked towards the side of the pit, puzzled. If the coffin contained the corpse of a dead person, Floral Shirt would not have been so scared. Because he already knew that there was a corpse in the coffin before he took the photo. From this, it could be seen that this guy might have seen something unexpected.

However, Floral Shirt did not turn around and run. This meant that the things in the coffin were not much more frightening to Floral Shirt than to have his legs broken by threats.

Seeing the two of them walking over, Floral Shirt hurriedly waved his hand, "Quickly come and take a look."

"What?" Wu Zhongyuan casually asked.

"Your master." Floral Shirt hesitated.

Wu Zhongyuan became even more confused when he saw Floral Shirt's expression. The reason why Floral Shirt hesitated was undoubtedly because he was considering his words. He was worried that his words would offend their master. This meant that the corpse in the coffin was a human's corpse. Could it be that the corpse in the coffin was a man's corpse that had not decayed?

In a hurry to know the truth, Wu Zhongyuan hurriedly walked forward. He walked to the side of the pit and lowered his head to look. After that, he furrowed his brows. It turned out that his guess was wrong. The bones in the coffin had already decayed. This corpse was the corpse of an adult male, 90% similar to a human. This corpse was different from a human's corpse on the face, or to be more precise, the mouth. The skeleton in the coffin did not have a human mouth, but a bird's beak. It was about ten centimeters long, gray yellow in color, and very sharp. Its beak was very similar to the beak of a falcon or fierce bird.

When Wu Zhongyuan lowered his head to look, Lin Qingming was also doing the same thing. After looking at the situation in the coffin, the two of them looked at each other in confusion again. The skeleton in the coffin was indeed strange. No wonder Floral Shirt was so afraid.

At this moment, Floral Shirt still thought that the skeleton in the coffin was their master. "How did your master become like this? Your master is a Daoist priest. He has become a Divine Immortal."

If they denied that the skeleton wasn't their master, it would involve the true burial place of their master. Wu Zhongyuan was originally worried. When he heard what Floral Shirt said, he immediately cast a secretive look at Floral Shirt. "This is a secret that cannot be divulged."

"I understand." Floral Shirt nodded his head repeatedly.

The engine made a lot of noise. The gangster driving the excavator could not hear what the two of them were talking about. However, when he saw the strange expressions on the three people's faces, he curiously stretched out half of his body from the driver's seat, wanting to see the situation at the bottom of the pit.

Seeing this, Floral Shirt hurriedly shouted loudly, "If you see a dead person, you will be unlucky. Quickly go in."

After driving the gangster back to the driver's seat, Floral Shirt looked at Wu Zhongyuan with an inquiring gaze.

As the wound on Wu Zhongyuan's head was bleeding slowly, he felt a little dizzy. He did not want to waste time to investigate further, so he waved at Floral Shirt and said, "Bury him well."

"My phone." Floral Shirt pointed at the coffin in the pit. Because he was too nervous earlier, the phone slipped from his hand when he was taking pictures and fell into the coffin.

Wu Zhongyuan did not want to go down. "Even if I pick up your phone, can you still use it?"

Just as Wu Zhongyuan finished speaking, Lin Qingming's voice came from the side. "Come here."

Wu Zhongyuan turned around and walked over. When he got closer, Lin Qingming pointed at the coffin cover that was only half open, indicating for him to look carefully.

After that, Wu Zhongyuan looked at Lin Qingming in puzzlement. It was very rare to see coffins now, and very few people were familiar with coffins. However, the two of them knew a lot about coffins. Because their master had once made a coffin for himself in front of them when he was alive. According to the five elements of Yin and Yang, iron was inauspicious. Therefore, a coffin could not be fixed with a metal nail. It needed to be fixed with a mortise and tenon. The mortise and tenon on the coffin cover was a kind of golden Nanmu wood, and the coffin cover itself was a local oak wood. This was the same material that his master used to make his own coffin. Moreover, the mortise and tenon's style was also the same. This meant that this coffin was very likely buried by his master when he was still alive.

They had no idea who the corpse in the coffin was or what relationship it had with their master. Because their master had never mentioned this before when he was alive.

Lin Qingming and Wu Zhongyuan looked at each other for a short while, then they lifted the coffin lid to the side of the pit.

"Phone." Floral Shirt was still thinking about his phone.

"Don't take that phone. Just treat it as giving it to my master." Wu Zhongyuan was not willing to help Floral Shirt retrieve his phone, mainly because he was worried that Floral Shirt had already used his phone to take pictures.

"I can give my phone to him. If anyone calls me, he must not answer." Floral Shirt looked like he was about to cry.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't want to respond to Floral Shirt. He went to the bottom of the pit and picked up the phone. He wanted to put it in his pocket for the time being. He found a white jade object in the coffin, so he threw the phone to Floral Shirt. Then he picked up the white object and put it in his pocket.

Wu Zhongyuan did this purely out of curiosity. Lin Qingming naturally saw this, but he did not stop Wu Zhongyuan. He jumped down and closed the lid with Wu Zhongyuan.

After Wu Zhongyuan jumped out of the pit, he staggered again. The wound on his head was very serious. Although the wound had been bandaged, it was still bleeding slowly.

Lin Qingming reached out his hand to support Wu Zhongyuan. He turned to Floral Shirt and said, "Open the phone."

Floral Shirt vaguely guessed what Lin Qingming wanted to see. He hurriedly entered the password and handed the phone over. "I didn't take any pictures. I know I can't reveal the secret."

Lin Qingming did not respond. After he confirmed that Floral Shirt did not take any pictures, he returned the phone to Floral Shirt.

Floral Shirt took the phone, turned around and shouted. The excavator started to fill in the soil. Not long after, the ground was filled up.

Floral Shirt felt guilty and timid. After filling up the hole, he put his palms together and bowed to the coffin.

"Dig these two trees and move them away. Then, dig the ground within a hundred meters." Lin Qingming said in a deep voice.

Floral Shirt agreed without asking why. He knew that Lin Qingming did this because he didn't want others to know the exact location of their master's burial, but he didn't know that the person in the coffin wasn't their master.

The excavator continued digging. The two of them went to the ruins of the house and searched for usable utensils.

Wu Zhongyuan had lost too much blood and had no strength. After he moved a few stones, he felt that his physical strength was not enough, so he sat down in a corner of the ruins.

Floral Shirt bowed to the east, then ran over and bowed to the ruins. Then he went to Wu Zhongyuan's side and said, "Little Daoist priest, I was too reckless and offended a Divine Immortal. I will compensate you with more money. What do you think? "

" Are you afraid of retribution? "Wu Zhongyuan said angrily. No matter how gentle a person was, he would not be polite to the person who tore down his house, not to mention he was not gentle.

"I'm afraid." Floral Shirt nodded awkwardly.

"Tearing down a living person's house or digging up a dead person's grave is the most evil thing. If you really believe in karma, you shouldn't have done something that brought you misfortune just to earn money. " Wu Zhongyuan said.

Wu Zhongyuan's harsh words made Floral Shirt shiver in fear. In fact, he didn't believe in karma before, but now he believed it. Because he saw the skeleton with a bird's beak. In his opinion, this was the same as the legendary Daoist priest in the outside world turning into an immortal after its death. That Daoist priest had a bird's beak, which meant that he was no longer a human. At least that was what he thought.

"I'll send someone to send you the money right away." The only way Floral Shirt could think of to atone for his crimes was to give them money.

Wu Zhongyuan was a little tempted. Once a person needed something, he would care about it. They really needed money now.

Wu Zhongyuan hesitated, but Lin Qingming did not hesitate. "Don't give us less money. Similarly, we don't want any money that doesn't belong to us."

Hearing Lin Qingming's words, Floral Shirt became even more afraid. He realized that Wu Zhongyuan was easier to communicate with than Lin Qingming, so he looked at him with pleading eyes.

Wu Zhongyuan turned his face to the side, not looking at Floral Shirt. Although Wu Zhongyuan and Lin Qingming were only three years away from each other, Wu Zhongyuan listened to Lin Qingming. Since Lin Qingming said that he did not want any extra money, Wu Zhongyuan would not take it either.

"Young master." Floral Shirt felt guilty and afraid, and bowed to Wu Zhongyuan again.

Seeing Floral Shirt's frightened look, Wu Zhongyuan said, "Don't be afraid. The exposure of Master's corpse won't affect his ascension. But if his corpse is exposed again, it will bring disaster to his descendants."

Floral Shirt was both happy and scared when he heard that. "Don't worry. From now on, I will send someone to take care of Master's corpse every day."

" You will arouse the suspicion of others if you do that. " Wu Zhongyuan shook his head helplessly.

"Then what should I do?" Floral Shirt was at a loss.

"You should act according to the situation." Wu Zhongyuan impatiently waved his hand.

While they were talking, Lin Qingming was rummaging through the ruins for something. Almost everything that could be used in the house had been smashed. He did not find anything that could be used. The only thing he got was more than a dozen books.

Lin Qingming walked out of the ruins and put the bundle of books beside Wu Zhongyuan. "I don't have time to read. There's no place for books in the mine, so you can take these books."

"Where did you get these books?" Wu Zhongyuan patted the dust on the books.

"These books might have fallen from the ceiling." Lin Qingming said casually.

After Wu Zhongyuan patted off the dirt on the books, he saw that the book at the top was a thread-like Book of Daoism. He guessed that this bundle of books was a Taoist scripture that his master had collected when he was still alive.

"Brother, I'm a little tired. Let's go." Wu Zhongyuan said. In fact, it was not because he was tired. It was because he had lost too much blood that he was dispirited.

Lin Qingming nodded and walked towards the motorcycle. Wu Zhongyuan carried the bundle of scriptures and walked behind Lin Qingming.

"Are you guys leaving now?" Floral Shirt followed behind them.

"Do you still want us to eat here?" Wu Zhongyuan said in a bad tone.

"I'm afraid you don't want to eat here." Floral Shirt smiled.

"You're right." Wu Zhongyuan said.

Lin Qingming started the motorcycle and Wu Zhongyuan sat on it. After that, the motorcycle went down the mountain and headed east.

Watching the two of them go down the mountain, Floral Shirt turned around and shouted at the excavator, "You just need to touch the ground. We should finish our work quickly and leave quickly. I'm really unlucky. "

Not long after, the motorcycle left the village road and went to the town road. Wu Zhongyuan said," Brother, what's that thing in the coffin? What does that thing have to do with our master?"

"Master didn't tell us when he was alive. This means that he doesn't want us to know. Don't ask. " Lin Qingming said.

Wu Zhongyuan could not suppress his curiosity and said again, "Did you notice that person was buried naked? If he was wearing clothes when he died, then his clothes couldn't possibly be so tattered that there wasn't even a trace of it."

"What did you take from the coffin?" Lin Qingming asked him.

Wu Zhongyuan took out the white thing from his pocket. It was flat and round, irregular in shape, and very smooth on the surface.

"This could be a small stone, or a jade." Wu Zhongyuan handed it to Lin Qingming to take a look.

Lin Qingming was not interested. He rode the motorcycle and looked straight ahead. "Don't take things from dead people in the future."

"Okay." Wu Zhongyuan responded.

When they reached town, Lin Qingming found a clinic. He asked the doctor to treat Wu Zhongyuan's wound again. Wu Zhongyuan's wound was deep and long, so he needed stitches. But in that case, Wu Zhongyuan had to shave his head. He felt that it was very ugly. So he refused to shave his head. In the end, the doctor only disinfected his wound and stopped the bleeding.

After eating in town, Lin Qingming rode the borrowed motorcycle back to the mine. Wu Zhongyuan carried the book and sat on the bus back to the county town.

Not long after he got on the bus, Wu Zhongyuan fell asleep.

When he woke up, Wu Zhongyuan was surprised to find that he was no longer on the bus. Instead, he was lying on the hospital bed.

The ward was very big, but there was only one bed. There were more than ten doctors and nurses standing around his bed. They looked very old.

"Why am I here?" Wu Zhongyuan sat up in confusion.

"You are intravenous. Don't move," a nurse with two bars on her hat said. "You fainted in the car. The driver sent you to the hospital."

"Okay." Wu Zhongyuan nodded. After nodding, he found that everyone was looking at him strangely. "Why are you looking at me?"

No one answered.

Wu Zhongyuan was a little nervous under the strange gazes of everyone. If he only had simple external injuries, there would not be so many doctors here. "Am I seriously ill?"

"No," a tall and thin old doctor walked to Wu Zhongyuan's bed and said, "Young man, let me ask you something."

"What?" Wu Zhongyuan became more and more nervous, because he could see that although old doctor spoke amicably, he was very excited.

"Have you ever taken a blood test since you were young?"