Divine Burial

Chapter 15: Digging people

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"Taste? What taste?" I asked puzzled.

"There are two flavors." Ren Daozhen frowned and said, "One is the smell of dead people..."

"Dead!" I was taken aback.

Lian Daozhen glanced at me with a mocking expression on his face, seemingly disapproving of me making such a fuss. With embarrassment on my face, I muttered, "Isn't it surprising that there are dead people in the house?"

Lian Daozhen shook his head and said, "Although the smell of death exists in the house, the real root is elsewhere."

"Dead people in other places, so there will be a smell in the house? And, I don't smell the smell either." I said in a puzzled way.

"The smell I'm talking about is not what your nose can smell, but a breath of breath. Many people can smell a strange smell before encountering danger, and that smell is a bad omen. But actually The smell doesn’t exist.” Lian Daozhen explained, “So when I say the smell of the dead, I actually refer to the smell of the dead. The smell is not far away, it is probably coming from the underground.”

"Underground?" I followed him, frowning and asked: "You mean, there are dead people under the house?"

After Lian Daozhen gave a hum, I asked, "Could it be left over from the previous houses? It's not that the houses in many cities used to be graveyards and mass graves."

"The smell of dead people is not too long. If it is more than thirty to fifty years, the breath will have disappeared long ago." Lian Daozhen said.

"Do you think this deadly smell has something to do with the answer we are looking for?"

"It's very possible!" Ren Daozhen made an almost affirmative judgment. Before I asked a question, he said, "The reason why I say this is because there is a smell besides the deadly smell."

I let out a cry, and then I remembered that he had said that he smelled two kinds of smells before, and quickly asked: "What is the other one?"

Lian Dao really thought about it, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

I'm almost crazy, I don't know if you say it smells.

However, Lien Daozhen actually explained the truth: "Although I don’t know what the smell is, it does exist. Do you remember that when she answered my question on the paper, she also mentioned However, when Zhao Qiming came back on the third day after his death, there was an unclear smell on his body? I was wondering whether the two smells would be the same."

"According to what you said, it's really possible. But if the dead person is really under the house, we can't get in."

"It's a pity that I don't know how to escape from the Five Elements. Otherwise, I'll know if I go and take a look below." Lian Daozhen sighed.

"Five elements escape method?" I was a little surprised: "This kind of fairy magic really exists?"

"This is what a fairy spell." Lian Dao really looked at me like a tubaozi and said: "There are many Qin Dynasty or earlier spells in the Peach Blossom Spring, some of which can even move mountains and seas."

When I heard it, I couldn't help but let out an exclamation: "Wow!"

"It's a pity that no one can practice it now." Lian Dao really added.

I can't help but want to take a bite of him. I can't practice what you said to scare people.

"Since there is that kind of magic, why don't you practice it?" I asked.

Lian Daozhen had a complex expression on his face, saying: "I am not a real Taohuayuan Mountain after all, I just went in by chance. They value inheritance very much. I can get so much trust. It's hard to come by. As for thinking. It is absolutely impossible to practice spells."

"That's because they have eyes but no knowledge of gold inlaid jade, Zheng Qiuyuan is still a native of Taohuayuan, and he still intends to do something bad to Taohuayuan!" I said.

"Actually, it doesn't matter to me whether I practice or not." Lian Daozhen stretched out his arms quite confidently. He clenched his fists hard, making a terrible noise, and said, "My inborn boxing technique is enough. Opening a mountain and cracking stone is not inferior to those spells."

"I can see it." I nodded in response. I still remember the mighty appearance of Lien Daozhen when he burst into the ground that day when he was besieged.

"You can tell?" Lian Daozhen laughed and said, "What you see is only the tip of the iceberg. You have never seen the real power of Wudiquan."

"Okay..." I knew that even Dao Zhenxiang was self-confident, so I didn't refute him, thinking that no matter how powerful a fist was, I wouldn't be able to punch the sky through the hole. And those spells are omnipotent. However, the name of Lian Daozhen's boxing method is very domineering: "Five Emperor Boxing? You did it?"

"No." Lian Daozhen put down his fist, showing a look of memory, and said, "When I knew I knew this set of boxing techniques, this name was naturally printed in my mind. You will never realize it, I saw it at the first time. Those pictures of, are so spectacular... ”

"What picture?" I asked curiously.

Liandao laughed and said nothing, which made people want to hammer him. If it weren't for thinking that I couldn't beat him, I really want to teach him to do this!

"What shall we do next? Is there no other way to go down and see?" I asked.

Lian Daozhen stood there, frowning and said, "I don't know how to escape. I want to see the truth, so I can only make a way out. But if there is too much movement, I'm afraid it will attract those people."

"It's enough to distract them." I said disapprovingly.

"Yeah!" Lian Daozhen clapped his hands, looking at me with bright eyes.

I was terrified by him and said, "Why are you looking at me like this."

"Didn't you say to lead them away?" Ren Daozhen said as expected: "Go and lead them away, and then I will take the opportunity to take a look."

"are you kidding me?"

"Otherwise, who else can lead them away."

"Well… "

"That's right!" Lian Daozhen suddenly thought of something, and said: "She can too! Most of the purpose of these people's surveillance is to watch her. If she makes a lot of noise, it will definitely work well."

"She?" I reacted immediately: "You mean Aunt Mei? Uh, it sounds good, but can she be willing."

"It should be no problem, she wants to know the answer more than we do." Lian Dao said with confidence.

For some reason, seeing his confident look on his face, I followed him to believe it. However, Lian Daozhen immediately said: "I remember that the woman said that Zhao Qiming suddenly disappeared after being dragged away by the arm. From this point of view, the dead under the house might be related to Zhao Qiming."

I was incomprehensible, but I thought about it carefully. If a dead person appeared under the house more than ten years ago, it might be Zhao Qiming.

"You can't tell her about this. In case she thinks too much, something must happen." I said.

"Naturally, so let's say this..." Lian Daozhen's brain turned fast, and in the blink of an eye he came up with a reason.

After that, the two of us strayed down the same road and hopped back to Aunt Mei's house.

After going back and forth, Aunt Mei was a little surprised.

My statement to Aunt Mei was: "We wanted to leave, but Lian Daozhen suddenly reminded me that although you did not find anything strange that Zhao Qiming brought back, you can't completely rule out that possibility. Therefore, he intends to stay with you. Dig a hole in the house and bury something similar to that arm for surveillance and defense. But in order to keep it secret, you must come out personally and lead the surveillance people away. If you want to be more secure, it’s better to do it later. Come back, so it won’t be easy to be spotted."

Aunt Mei believed it to be true, after all, the reason I said was very good. She nodded and agreed. When I asked what I planned to use to distract the watcher, Aunt Mei sighed first, and then wrote three words: "Don't worry."

The three of us went downstairs together, and first chose a less conspicuous location: the kitchen.

Not only is there few underground pipelines, it is also the most overlooked place. Lian Dao really made me and Aunt Mei stand farther away, and then drank softly, only to see a phantom with his fists like raindrops. At this time, Aunt Mei began to throw things. The pots and pans fell to pieces, and the sound of clattering completely covered the sound of Lian Daozhen's fists.

I don't know what technique Lien Dao really used. When his fist was punched, the ground was flying with cement. I can't be too far away, but I can only hear a slight bang. In the blink of an eye, he hit a big hole, and even the slight buzzing sound is hard to hear at this moment.

Needless to say, Aunt Mei walked to the door very consciously. She took a deep breath, and then suddenly let out a stern cry: "Qiming! Qiming! Don't go!"

Then she opened the door and ran out, then closed it again with a croak. That terrifying shout, just like this, getting farther and farther. Standing by the window, I could vaguely see many people coming out from all directions, chasing Aunt Mei.

I sighed in my heart, life in suffering is a genius, Aunt Mei really has great wisdom. (End of this chapter)