Day and night tour

Chapter 41 The Obsession of the Six Corpses
After a person dies, his soul returns to dust and his body returns to the earth, just like a melon and its stem, which were originally one, but separated when ripe, never to meet again.

But there are exceptions to everything.

Some sophisticated methods can nail the soul into the corpse, so that the soul and the corpse are no longer separated and the corpse becomes a living dead.

The blood line Zhou Lingyi left on the six corpses' eyebrows was the result of this method.

……

There are several mass graves in Yunshan. If you go deeper into the mountain, you can see grave mounds everywhere. Some of the new graves were built too carelessly, with the covering soil not compacted, so wild dogs dug up the graves, dragged out the corpses wrapped in straw mats, and gnawed them into scattered bones.

The only regular cemetery in the mountains is the Yunshan Cemetery halfway up the mountain.

It's called a cemetery, but it's just a circle of red brick walls with a brave old hunter guarding the graves.

The conditions are simple, but the price is cheap. Some families who are short of money but don't want to ruin the remains of their ancestors often set up graves here.

The clock hands just passed eleven o'clock, the third watch, which is also the time when wild dogs like to appear most. The old hunter went to patrol the garden with a hatchet on his back and a lantern in hand. After walking around the garden for half a circle, he suddenly heard the sound of soil being turned.

"Are there really wild dogs that dare to come?"

The old hunter shone his lantern in the direction of the sound, and saw six "people" standing in a line. Everyone in the line had their hands on the shoulders of the person in front of them. The eyeballs of the "person" in the lead had rotted into slime, and maggots were crawling in his eye sockets...

……

Zhou Xuan was lying on the bed with two plasters covering his eyes. The plasters were backed by black plasters, and he looked like he was wearing a pair of ink-colored frog-eye glasses, which was a bit funny.

The plaster was given by Yuan Buyu.

Lao Yuan said that this ointment can relieve pain and offset some of the side effects caused by psychic communication. Although the effect is not very effective, it is better than nothing.

In addition to relieving pain, the biggest function of the plaster is to eliminate the blood wells in Zhou Xuan's eyes.

When Zhou Xuan first received the plaster, he heard Yuan Buyu explain its effects. He obviously had some misunderstandings and was overjoyed: "The elimination of the blood well means that I will no longer be a psychic and become a normal person?"

"You think too much. I am only trying to eliminate the blood well image in your eyes."

"What is the use?"

"After it disappears, no matter whether it is a god or a ghost, they will no longer be able to easily discover that you are a psychic from the Blood Well through your eyes."

"That's it?" Zhou Xuan completely understood the effect of the ointment and seemed very disappointed.

"That's it! Do you still remember what happened to the first group of boys and girls who communicated with the Blood Well?"

"I was being used for human experiments." Zhou Xuan subconsciously touched his kidney.

"Let me tell you, there are quite a few evil people trying to use the Blood Well Psychic for experiments. If you don't want to get into trouble, just stay away from them!"

When Zhou Xuan found out the truth, he wished he could weld the plaster on his face on the way.

"This medicine feels like a needle prick one moment, and like a hammer hitting my eyebrow bone the next. It hurts so much."

Zhou Xuan was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. When it was the most painful, he even wanted to peel off the plaster, but when he thought about the human experiment, he resisted the urge.

The pain lasted for half a minute, and after the peak of the pain had passed, it quickly subsided. When the pain was completely gone, Zhou Xuan tore off the ointment and looked at himself in the mirror impatiently.
The swelling in the eyes has subsided a lot and is almost invisible if you don't look carefully. Moreover, the strange beauty in the pupils of the eyes is gone. This is probably what Yuan Buyu said - the blood well image has disappeared.

"Old Yuan is such a good master."

Zhou Xuan was even more convinced of his inner choice - he had never doubted Yuan Buyu's ability.

However, if it was just because of his high level of Taoism, he would not have so readily chosen Yuan Buyu as his first choice for marriage.

A deep understanding of the Blood Well is the real reason.

Analyzing from the conversation with Yuan Buyu, Zhou Xuan felt that Old Yuan must have conducted in-depth research on the Blood Well over the years, which is why he was able to respond fluently in conversation.

Zhou Xuan was not very interested in Taoism. What he wanted to do most was to lift the "curse" of the Blood Well that would either cause madness or death, although the hope was slim.

"No matter how slim the chance is, we have to find the answer. What if we find it?"

He is always optimistic.

Of course, he did not place all his hopes of solving the Blood Well problem on Yuan Buyu.

You cherish your own life the most.

"Will she...know about the Blood Well?"

Zhou Xuan took out a business card from the drawer - Pingshui Prefecture Shande Hospital, pharmacy doctor Du Kaili.

Mr. Dai recommended a doctor who could "cure diseases" to Zhou Xuan.

"Mr. Dai was also obviously troubled by white noise when he was in the car. He and I are patients. Could it be that Mr. Dai is also a Blood Well psychic?"

In the car, Zhou Xuan saw that Mr. Dai was obviously also knowledgeable, that is, he had worshipped the hall and communicated with spirits. If he was really a psychic of the Blood Well, he had lived for nearly fifty years... If he hadn't performed the ritual to die himself, he might have lived longer.

Was it thanks to the doctor named Du Kaili that he was able to escape the "curse" of the blood well?

"Go look for her in a couple of days."

Zhou Xuan put away the business card and lay down to sleep. For someone who has a good sleepiness, no matter how big the problem is, he can deal with it after waking up.

Just turned off the light and lay down.

Zhou Xuan felt a little cold for no reason.

In July in Pingshui Prefecture, the heat was extremely severe. The wind from the fan was all hot. This cold came inexplicably.

Do not,
Not only is it cold,

I was freezing cold.

Zhou Xuan felt his hands were frozen, so he put them into his mouth and blew air on them to warm them up.

"Is the weather so weird?"

Zhou Xuan got out of bed and wanted to get the quilt from the closet. Just as he put on his slippers, he heard the sound of the door lock turning and footsteps...

He immediately felt that the situation was not good.

"Could it be... Could it be that Third Senior Brother is here?"

He still remembers vividly the scene where his third senior brother praised him, “Junior brother, you are so handsome.”

Damn, you sneak into my house and pick the lock to come and mess with me in the middle of the night?
Gays are really brutal!

He wanted to find some handy tool, such as a wooden stick or an iron bar, to teach his third senior brother a lesson.

Just as I turned over a wooden stick, the door suddenly opened.
What came into view was not the third senior brother, but a lantern and a strange face.

"Who are you!?"

Zhou Xuan held the stick horizontally, pointing at the man holding the lantern.

"Pfft!"

The man holding the lantern knelt down on his knees towards Zhou Xuanmeng. At the same time, the six "people" behind him also knelt down.

The knees of the six "people" were stiff and they knelt down very slowly.

Because the kneeling speeds were inconsistent, there was an order of sequence.

Just now, seven people lined up in a row. Because of the angle, Zhou Xuan thought that the other party was just one person. Now that they knelt down one after another, he could see clearly that there were seven people.

"Who are you seven? You're too polite. Why are you coming to my room to kowtow in the middle of the night?"

The light from the lantern was too dim and could not clearly illuminate the faces of the six people behind him. Zhou Xuan turned on the light and was immediately surprised.

"Why are there six of you?"

The one holding the lantern is an old hunter.
The six people behind him were six corpses that had already been buried.

A line of blood flashed between Liu Shi's eyebrows.

"Eyes...", "Nose...", "Hands...hands"...

The six corpses muttered incoherently to Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan listened for a long time and pondered before he figured out the situation - the six corpses knelt down to him specifically to ask for his help in finding the missing parts of their bodies.

These two days he heard from the master of the opera troupe that before the six corpses were sent to the Zhou family troupe's Jingyi, they were missing arms and legs, and each person was missing exactly one part.

"Where did your parts fall off?"

Zhou Xuan didn't say he wanted to help, he was just asking out of curiosity.

"Nose..." "Feet..." "Eyes..."

The six corpses seemed unable to speak complex words. They were only thinking about the missing parts of their bodies and were unable to communicate at all.

"You can't even tell me where your arms and legs are, so where am I supposed to find them? I can't help you, so hurry up and leave... Especially the one with the missing eyeballs, there are so many maggots growing in his eye sockets, look at how much he's ruined the floor of my house! It's uninhabitable!"

Zhou Xuan became angrier and angrier as he spoke. At this moment, a faint green light flashed in the eyes of the lantern man. He put down the lantern, reached out to grab Zhou Xuan's right wrist, and then wrote five words on Zhou Xuan's palm with his fingers at a speed comparable to that of a snail!
"Dai Siming is not dead."

Dai Siming is Mr. Dai!
(End of this chapter)