That night, Zhuo Datong tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. His mind was full of the scene of seeing Jiang Guirong sitting in the yard early in the morning.
Sometimes he was frightened, sometimes flustered, sometimes he felt that there was a person standing next to the bed, and sometimes he seemed to hear someone knocking on the door outside the yard.
Opened his eyes and scanned the bedroom, there was no one other than himself.
Listening carefully outside the room, there is silence, and there is no knock on the door.
It was so tossing until midnight, and I don't know when it was when Zhuo Datong finally fell asleep in a daze.
At this time, he slept unsteadily, as if he was not asleep at all, and the whole person was sometimes awake and sometimes confused.
In the early morning, after the day lighted up, Zhuo Datong simply sat up, sat down and lit a cigarette for himself, smoking like this, while looking forward blankly.
After smoking a cigarette, I got up from the drowsiness, ready to go to the bathroom to take a pee and come back to sleep again, to see if I can sleep.
Everything that he experienced yesterday seemed to him as if he had just had a nightmare, and it seemed not so real anymore.
Glancing out the window, Zhuo Datong suddenly froze in place.
Looking out from the window, I saw Jiang Guirong in the familiar wooden chair in the yard in the early morning, still sitting there in a colorful shroud, the tightly wrapped sheets and the tied ropes no longer where.
But this time, Jiang Guirong's sitting posture is no longer so correct.
Her head was drooping, and she dropped to her chest, almost losing sight of her face, and her feet were also slanted, as if she could not sit still and slipped at any time.
Her hands were placed on the wooden armrests on both sides of the wooden chair, and they also looked loose.
And unlike yesterday, Jiang Guirong at this moment has blood dripping all over his body, and it seems that the inside of his body has rotted more severely.
Under the chair she was sitting on, there was already a pool of black sex that seemed to be black, emitting a strong smell.
Zhuo Datong tremblingly picked up the phone and called the old man Ye in the coffin shop.
One and a half hours later.
With a serious face, Old Man Ye stood in the middle of Zhuo Datong's room, looking at Jiang Guirong's body, who had been wrapped in ragged cotton by his two apprentices outside.
Wrapped with broken cotton batting is to achieve the purpose of absorbing water and prevent corpse water from flowing out.
A layer of lime powder was also sprinkled on the ground in the yard to neutralize the foul-smelling sex just now.
Withdrawing his gaze from the busy apprentice, Old Man Ye's face was still a little red at this time, but he had already woken up from the wine last night.
He looked at Zhuo Datong and asked solemnly: "Did you do something to sorry Gui Rong?"
Zhuo Datong was stunned, and then shook his head into a rattle, "No, I swear by Zhuo Datong to heaven, absolutely not!"
"Then does she have any unfulfilled wishes in her lifetime?" Old man Ye continued to ask.
"No, she said she only hopes that I can live healthy and healthy." Zhuo Datong replied.
Old man Ye lowered his head, thought about it, and asked again: "Do you usually have any symptoms, such as getting up by yourself when you fall asleep?"
Zhuo Datong replied: "You mean sleepwalking, right? I don't. I can sleep well. I never go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, except to get up to take care of Gui Rong."
Speaking of this, Zhuo Datong suddenly realized why Old Man Ye had asked so, and looked at the body that had been re-wrapped.
He said with horror on his face: "You mean, I had an episode of sleepwalking, and went to dig through Gui Rong's grave in the middle of the night and then carry her back?!"
"It's just a guess." Old man Ye said, "After all, when Gui Rong was alive, neighbors in the neighborhood knew that you were in a good relationship. Perhaps you subconsciously couldn't bear to let her go? Then she fell asleep and unconsciously took her back home. "
"No, no!" Zhuo Datong shook his head vigorously. "Definitely not. I hardly fell asleep last night. Even though I might have slept for a while, I would never get up and go to the graveyard four kilometers away. Open Gui Rong's grave and carry her back again."
"And..." At this point, Zhuo Datong pointed to the lime powder on the ground, "If I carry the corpse on my back, the clothes will not be stained with any stinking sex, and they will be clean."
Old man Ye nodded. Looking at it this way, Zhuo Datong really didn't memorize it.
At this moment, Qiusheng and Wencai tied up the corpse, and they carefully washed their hands with hand sanitizer at the faucet in the yard, and came to Ye Old Man.
Qiu Sheng said: "Master, this matter is too evil! I have discussed with Wencai, we think we should not touch this matter again. It just happens that there is something in my house this afternoon..."
Before he finished speaking, Old Man Ye's complexion had become ugly.
Zhuo Datong hurriedly took out one thousand yuan and gave each of the two apprentices five hundred, and said: "Trouble you, it's really troublesome!"
As he said, he stuffed his body the last thousand yuan to Old Man Ye in a calm manner.
According to yesterday’s practice, even if the corpse is returned to the tomb for re-burying, it will have to wait until after the evening, so at this moment we can only wait.
The two apprentices accepted the money, and no longer asked to leave, and sat honestly under the eaves.
Old Man Ye sighed and sat on the backing sofa near the courtyard, and Zhuo Datong quickly made a pot of tea for the three of them.
After the tea became warm and cold, Old Man Ye picked up his teacup and took a sip. He had been thinking about the key to this evil incident and stood up and said, "I'm going around in your room."
"Well, you just watch it." Zhuo Datong nodded.
Old man Ye looked at it and asked, "Are there any antiques in the house? I mean antiques, the ones that have been dug out from the grave for a few years?"
Zhuo Datong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Where did I buy that kind of thing?"
Because he hadn't rested well, his eye bags looked bigger at this moment, as if there were a pair of fleshy eyes under his eyes.
Old man Ye asked again: "Then you can recall carefully. Is there anything from the house that was recently brought back but did not belong to this house before?"
At this point, Zhuo Datong was stunned.
"It seems, there really is one!"
After a while, Old Man Ye took the mask woodcarving that Zhuo Datong took out of the bedroom, and said in amazement: "You bought this thing for 10,000 yuan?"
"Well, although it is not an antique, I feel that this mask is very similar to Gui Rong when she was young, and I can even feel her smiling at me." Zhuo Datong explained, "Because at that time I knew Gui Rong was leaving In order to have a thought in the future, so I paid the deposit as soon as I gritted my teeth. It didn't take long to get it back a few days ago."
Old Man Ye and the two apprentices looked at the mask curiously, but they felt ordinary, and they didn't feel the more they looked like who they were.
So they at the same time came up with a thought: This Zhuo Da hanbao must have been deceived!
…
Sitting in front of the workbench in the Tingwu woodcarving shop, Shen Xing suddenly sneezed twice in a row.
He pulled a piece of tissue and wiped his nose, crumpled it into a ball, and threw the tissue into the trash.
"Have I caught a cold?"
Shen Xing looked down at this increasingly robust and perfect body. Since his body's strength has increased, where has he ever thought about catching a cold
Looking at the pectoral muscles and biceps, the more they look, the better they look. After almost a minute, he suddenly praised from the bottom of his heart: "It's so powerful!"
Suddenly, he felt the sense of words. When he raised his head, he saw a male customer who had entered the store without knowing when he was stunned, staring at himself nervously with an alert look of "Stay away from me, you gay guy". (End of this chapter)