Day and night tour

Chapter 105 Corpse Whisper
"Xiye Mansion!"

Zhou Lingyi leaned close to Zhou Xuan's ear and said, "I still remember that many days ago, my brother called the Zhou Clan at Xiye Mansion and asked me to pick him up. We had a very bad relationship at the time, but since he asked, I still went."

"Then I have to go to the mansion and take a look." Zhou Xuan stood up.

"Let Fifth Brother go with you." Zhou Lingyi instructed.

……

Xiye Mansion is very much like an enclosed holiday estate.

The light and shadows of the trees are mottled, and the road surface has been sprinkled with water by a special person. Walking on the road can relieve a lot of anxiety in your heart.

"The houses in this villa area are very beautifully built." Zhou Xuan pointed to the red brick buildings and said to Lu Mingkun.

The walls of the small buildings are not completely flat. Some sections of the walls protrude outward with obvious arcs. If the small buildings on a street are strung together as a whole, they look like a standing red wave.

"Rich people know how to enjoy themselves."

Lu Mingkun smiled gently and walked towards the repair room with Zhou Xuan.

The two men had inquired at the gatehouse of the mansion and found out that ceramic repair, pipe maintenance, clock repair, garden cleaning, key making, and knife and scissors sharpening were all under the responsibility of the repair shop.

They walked to the end of Xiye East Road and saw a two-story red brick building with a white wooden sign hanging on it - Xiye Mansion Repair Shop.

Zhou Xuan shook off the dust on the front of his gown and strode into the house.

There was an old man wearing a melon-shaped hat in the room. He fiddled with the abacus for a few times and then wrote and drew on paper.

"Old man, is the key matter your responsibility?"

"Did you lose your keys?" the old man asked, his right hand already on the drawer handle.

"No, no." Zhou Xuan took out the key and said, "I came from another place to visit relatives. My cousin lives here. She gave me a key and told me the house number, but I forgot it, so..."

Lu Mingkun couldn't help laughing. Apart from anything else, his junior brother just kept telling lies.

"So let me show you the way? To the building where the key is?" asked the old man.

"That's what it means."

"That won't work. What if you are a thief, you picked up a key on the ground, and asked me to lead the way so you can go in and move in?" The old man was very alert.

Lu Mingkun leaned close to Zhou Xuan's ear and said, "Junior brother, your trick doesn't work?"

"It's okay. I have a secret weapon." Zhou Xuan was confident.

"What's the trick?"

boom!
Four ten-yuan banknotes from the Jingguo government were placed on the table.

Lu Mingkun: “…”

"Lead the way!" Zhou Xuan didn't want to say another word.

Money is power.

No one else was in the repair room. The old man quickly put away the bill, took Zhou Xuan's key, opened the drawer, took out a row of keys, carefully compared the key teeth, and said, "No. 126 East Road."

"What's his name?" Zhou Xuan asked again.

"His name is No. 126."

"I'm asking what the owner's name is." Zhou Xuan had already spent the money, so of course he wanted to ask for details.

"I'm afraid this is..."

Two more ten-yuan Jingguo banknotes were placed on the table.

"Her name is Zhang Yihua. I guess you all know her. She's a movie director. A little over two months ago, she released a movie called Hell Manor. It was really scary."

"Then I haven't seen it." Zhou Xuan secretly complained.
More than two months ago? I hadn't come yet more than two months ago.

After getting some useful clues, Zhou Xuan was too lazy to argue with the old man anymore. He left the repair room with Lu Kunming and headed towards No. 126.

……

No. 126, like the other villa buildings, is a small red brick building with a brown-red wooden door.

Lu Mingkun and Zhou Xuan used the key to open the door, entered the house, and closed the door.

No one had lived in the house for a long time. There were spider webs in the corners and a thick layer of dust on the table.

Zhou Xuan and Lu Kunming searched the first and second floors carefully.

There is no reception area on the first floor. Books are piled all over the floor, covering all aspects, from essays to poetry, from wood crafts to sweater knitting.

The second floor is much cleaner and more like a rich person's home. The furniture is exquisite and well-made. There is a telephone and a record player. There are oil paintings on the walls. Judging from the level of the paintings, they must be quite expensive.

Next to the bedroom, there is a small spiral staircase that leads to the attic.

The attic was very small, with a bookshelf against the wall, a desk next to it, and a Kirin brand safe.

"This doesn't look like a movie star's home, it looks like a best-selling author's home."

Zhou Xuan found it hard to imagine how a wicked young man like the original owner could have had a relationship with the owner Zhang Yihua.

"Junior brother, I have checked both floors. There is nothing strange. There is no smell of blood or corpses..."

“That doesn’t make sense.”

Zhou Xuan felt that since the original owner kept the key and the diary together, it meant one thing - the key and the diary were closely related.

The key can open Building 126, so the diary should have been obtained in Building 126.

The diary itself is weird, how could this room be anything but ordinary?
Zhou Xuan went to the first floor and continued his inspection.

This time he checked very carefully, not only rummaging through drawers and cabinets but also checking the walls, tapping with his knuckles to see if there were any secret doors.

Zhou Xuan checked all the way to the innermost storage room on the first floor and found something wrong. There was a hollow sound when he walked.

He immediately squatted down and tapped his knuckles.

The hollow sound is more pronounced.

"Fifth Brother, lend a hand."

Zhou Xuan called Lu Kunming over and found two thin iron wires along the gap between the floor tiles.

The two of them pulled one brick each, and after they pulled up the one-meter-square floor tile, they saw a secret door. "Sure enough, there is a secret."

Zhou Xuan lifted up the floor tiles next to him and opened the secret door, revealing a staircase extending downwards.

Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun walked into the basement one after another.

The space in the basement is surprisingly not small.

It is more than ten meters long, more than ten meters wide and three meters deep.

In the center of the basement ceiling, there were two iron locks as thick as wrists hanging, connected to pulleys, and covered in rust.

"Why is there such a pulley lock in a basement?"

Zhou Xuan frowned. What puzzled him even more was that in the huge basement, there was nothing except four walls, a piece of land, and pulleys and iron locks.

"After cleaning up such a large place, we should put something there, right?"

The first floor is filled with books, so it would be unreasonable not to put something in the basement.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan released his perception.

He released his senses as soon as he entered the house, but did not find anything strange - he went into the basement and tried his best to save the situation.

He sensed...

"Little Junior Brother, what do you feel?"

Lu Mingkun is Zhou Lingyi's confidant and also the confidant of the Zhou family. He has worshipped the ancestral tree as his grandfather and is someone who Zhou Lingyi can completely trust.

After Zhou Xuan came back to life, Zhou Lingyi told him many things, including that Zhou Xuan was a psychic from the Blood Well.

Therefore, Lu Mingkun knew that his junior brother's sensing ability was extremely amazing. At this moment, Zhou Xuan had already released his perception, so he went to ask about the results.

"I sensed that there is something wrong with the wall of this basement."

Zhou Xuan's forehead was covered with sweat because of the release of his perception.

He pointed at the wall and said, "My perception cannot penetrate these four walls."

When Zhou Xuan was on the first floor, he did not detect the existence of a basement when he released his perception. Now he knew the reason.
He didn't know what was so special about this wall, but it acted as a shield to his perception.

Like a cage of perception.

"Find someone to do something and beat down the wall."

After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he went up to the utility room on the first floor and found two hammers, then went to the bathroom and found some towels.

He gave a hammer to Lu Mingkun and started to chisel the wall.

Afraid that the noise of chiseling the wall would be too loud and attract the attention of people around the villa, they wrapped the heads of the hammers with towels and continued to hammer away.

Because there was no specific target, the two men smashed the wall at will, and they just punched wherever they didn't like.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A crack first appeared in the wall, and then a hole was chiseled out. The force of the chiseling was so great that the wall, which was already a little damp, fell off in large chunks.

Maybe Zhou Xuan was lucky, because he actually found something where he was chiseling. It seemed like a little finger was embedded in the wall, and now that it was chiseled open, it saw the light of day again.

"Damn, there is someone inside the wall!" Zhou Xuan saw the little finger clearly and shouted to Lu Mingkun.

"Let me see……"

Lü Mingkun picked up the hammer, looked into the hole in the wall, and immediately said, "We won't have to work so hard to chisel down there."

He threw the hammer on the ground, took out a flat iron wine jug from his inner pocket, unscrewed the lid, and poured some yellow liquid into his hands.

The liquid smell was so strong that Zhou Xuan couldn't help but take two steps back, frowning and asking, "What is this?"

"Corpse oil."

"..." Zhou Xuan didn't understand why Lu Mingkun carried corpse oil with him.

"Junior brother, I am also a Yin person. My hall is called "Wuzuo". The name of the hall has changed before. A long time ago, this hall was called "Corpse Talker".

Our gang's ability is tied to corpses."

Lu Kunming gave a brief explanation, then spread the corpse oil evenly on his hands, then poured some more and put a drop of oil on his eyelids, nose tip, and behind the ears.

After doing this, Lu Mingkun stretched out his right hand and tightly grasped the little finger inside the wall.

The Fifth Senior Brother, who was so energetic just now, suddenly became dazed and muttered, "Junior Brother, take two steps to the left, and hit where your eyebrows are level!"

Zhou Xuan followed the instructions, went to the designated location, and smashed it with a hammer.

Boom!
There was a hammer mark on the wall.

"Take three steps to the left, and hit where your abdomen is level."

Zhou Xuan hit the wall again.

"Go left to the bend in the wall, at the level of your heart, and smash..."

Lu Kunming's eyes were blurry. After giving Zhou Xuan more than a dozen instructions, his eyes finally became clear and he said, "Where we just smashed the wall, there are heads of corpses inside. If we smash along the wall, we can knock out all the people inside."

"There are a dozen people in these four walls?"

Zhou Xuan was a little confused about the character of the homeowner. What kind of perverted murderer could trap more than a dozen people in the wall of his basement?
He complained and punched the wall.
Lü Mingkun also followed suit.
Using two hammers to dig more than a dozen intact people out of the wall is a laborious and laborious task.

The two men discussed and decided not to carve out the entire thing, but to carve out the face first, otherwise they would have to do it until the day after tomorrow.

Chiseling out just the face reduces the workload, but it is still strenuous.

Fifteen human faces were finally pulled out from the wall after Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun's arms were numb from the smashing.

The faces are all men. Although each face looks different, their expressions are basically the same: hideous, distorted, and with dilated pupils.

Lu Mingkun's understanding of corpses was far beyond that of ordinary people. After he stroked each face with his fingers, he said to Zhou Xuan,
"These fifteen people died at about the same time. In the same storage environment, their skin moisture loss was similar and their skin elasticity was similar.
Moreover, judging by the richness of their expressions, they were not sealed inside the wall after they died..."

"They were all buried alive." Zhou Xuan narrowed his eyes and found that things were not simple.

The owner of the house was a movie star. How did she manage to bury fifteen men alive in the wall at almost the same time?

"Junior brother, the matter does not end here. These fifteen people should have all been worshipped by the hall."

(End of this chapter)