Chapter 24 Chapter 6: The Secret of the Morgue

Since ancient times, the behavior of stealing chickens and dogs has been carried out at night. Because night is the time when the human spirit is the most relaxed and lazy, and it is also the time when everything is asleep and the world is dark. Putting on a black night suit, putting on a pair of thick soft-soled shoes, and doing "night activities" lightly and quietly, usually it will be successful.This is only "usual". If you're going to a "special" place, if you're going to a "secret" place, if you're going the "usual" way, the result you get... usually is failure.

Failure is sometimes death. Zang Hua is not a "normal" person, so she didn't use this "normal" method. During the daytime, the "Transcendence Medical Pavilion" is full of noise and people. People come and go, so lively. When there are many people, there is vitality. Zang Hua has always liked this feeling. Standing in the lobby, she happily admired the various expressions.The medical cabinet is full of people of all kinds, some come here to see a doctor, some to see friends, some come here to pass the time out of boredom, some come here to wait for an opportunity to seduce "certain women", and some even come here to show off the talents of the "Three Hands".Whether these people are old?Is it less?Is it male?Is it female?Is it a rich man or a beggar?They all have one thing in common.

Purpose. They must have come here for a purpose. To see a patient, to relieve loneliness, to see a doctor, to "get" something, no matter why they come, they all have a "purpose".There are also Tibetan flowers. Her purpose is to enter the "mortuary house" of the "Traveling Divine Medicine Pavilion". The "mortuary house" is the place where the dead are released, that is, the main place where empty coffins are found. Zanghua believes that the only way to unlock the secrets of the empty tombs on the top of the back mountain is in the "mortuary house".

She believed even more that if there was some kind of shady secret in the "Traveling Divine Medicine Pavilion", then the "morgue" must be heavily guarded. Come at night, just courting death. Only in broad daylight, when there are many people, will their defenses be relaxed. ——Who would do some "secret" things in broad daylight when there are many people? A lot of people is a cover, and daytime is the best time. That's why Tibetan flowers come to the "Traveling God's Medicine Pavilion" during the day. She knew that Yang Zheng lived here, but she didn't want to see him.

"It's better not to see each other than to meet." Before Zhong's destruction was completed, she really didn't want to see him—not because she didn't want to, but because she was embarrassed. Following the crowds, Tibetan flowers walked from the lobby to the long corridor, passed the "asking ward", and leisurely admired the exotic flowers and birds in the medical pavilion along the way.Fortunately, there was no acquaintance on the "journey", and Zanghua arrived at her destination unhurriedly. As soon as we got near the "mortuary house", the crowds lessened and the noise was no longer heard.

Looking from a distance, the surroundings of the "mortuary house" seem to be covered with a layer of eerie and strange atmosphere. There is a wisp of blue smoke floating out of the window, slowly climbing up to the sky.It is now three quarters past noon. Most of the "main personnel" in the medical cabinet had already rested and had a meal, and the remaining people also gathered together in twos and threes to chat.No one noticed that Tibetan flowers were walking towards the "morgue". No one will notice at all. There are seven long platforms in the "Taiping House".

Only three tables were occupied. Three people, six sticks of incense. The green smoke is lingering, and the fragrance is diffuse. The house is full of "fragrance" and a unique smell that has begun to "death". Zang Hua fixed her eyes and saw that the three people on the stage did not know each other, so she turned her head to look outside vigilantly. Nothing happened. She smiled happily, and immediately launched her "purpose" for coming here today. No. Nothing was found. The "peace house" is still as peaceful. There is no uneven place to be found.

Zang Hua looked around unconvinced. impossible. The secret must be here. Zanghua believes that to reveal the secret of the empty coffin, it must be here, definitely here. Why can't she find it? Not careful enough, not necessarily. No secrets here? impossible. The secret must be in this room, Zanghua searched carefully again. No, still can't find it. Why? It should be here, why can't I find it? Zang Hua found an empty table in frustration and sat on it. Could it be that she guessed wrong? Is there any secret in this place at all? Then what are the empty coffins on the top of the mountain for?

Is it the coffin bearer's trick? Or as soon as the coffin was buried, someone came to steal the body? What is the purpose of stealing corpses? Suddenly there was a "squeak", and the door was opened. Just when the "Zhi Ya" sounded, Zang Hua turned over and hid under the long platform next to the dead body. The door opened, and a stooped old man walked in. The dumb uncle held six sticks of incense in his hand, and closed the door smoothly.Step by step, he slowly inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burners in front of the feet of the three corpses.Zanghua couldn't see his face, only his feet.

He was wearing a pair of worn black cloth shoes and no socks.The shoe was covered with mud, but his calf was as smooth as silk.Why does a bad old man who looks after the dead have such smooth legs? A pair of feet like this must be someone who lives in a wealthy life and is good at taking care of them. Why does this old man have such a pair of feet? Zanghua thought it was very interesting, it seems that today is the right place. Uncle Dumb stood in front of the long stage where Zanghuazang was, silently looking at the corpse on the stage, his tired and lifeless eyes gradually began to shine.A ray of wisdom.

His back has also gradually straightened up. He used to look old-fashioned, but now there is no trace of "old traces" on him.There was already a smile on his face, but the smile in his eyes was even stronger. He raised his right hand towards the statue on the opposite wall, and moved in the air.From where he was standing to the opposite wall, there was at least two feet away, and he was able to twist the nose of the statue on the wall with his internal force from such a long distance. "Punching acupoints from the air" is already a legendary martial art, but what kind of martial arts is "manipulating objects from the air"? When the nose of the statue was crooked, Tibetan flowers heard a "squeak" sound coming from the ground, and then she She felt that the long platform she was hiding on was sinking.It was dark at first, and after the "squeak" sound stopped, it became bright. A very gentle, soft light. When it was confirmed that there was no one and no sound, Zanghua slowly poked her head, and the first thing she saw was a white iron platform that was exactly the same as the corpse, covered with a white cloth cover.There is a small table next to the white iron table, on which there are various shapes of small knives, some of which Tibetan flowers have seen and "tried" before. ——On the creek in the plum blossom forest behind Dalin Village, an old man in a small boat cured her poison with thirteen thin and sharp knives.There is also a small table with dozens of bottles on it, some of which are filled with liquid and some of which are filled with powder, which seems to be medicine.Zanghua looked at other places again, and she found that everything in this place is so pure, regular, even cold and silent.The air is filled with the smell of medicine.What is this room for?Why is it built underground in the "mortuary house"?Why are there so many strange things in it?What are these things for?Who is this old man in charge of the "morgue house"?When Zang Hua was about to stand up, she suddenly heard the sound of "squeak", and she immediately hid in the long platform again.As soon as she hid, she saw a door suddenly appeared on the left wall, and a person in a white robe walked out of the door.On his head was a cap made of white cloth, covering all his hair.The nose and mouth are also covered with a white cloth cover, and the hands are wearing a pair of transparent gloves, which look very light and soft, and I don't know what they are made of.The only place where Tibetan flowers can be seen is the eyes. His eyes are big, round and bright, full of wisdom and domineering.He was about five feet eight, neither fat nor thin.A pair of firm and powerful hands, with slender fingers, one can tell at a glance that people who use their fingers often use such a pair of hands to launch hidden weapons, and they will definitely be among the top three.His steps were vigorous, but he didn't make a single sound. He must be first-class in lightness kung fu. He moved the corpse to the long white iron platform without any effort, and took off the dead man's clothes quickly and neatly.Pick up a bottle containing liquid, unscrew the cap, pour out the liquid and pour it on the abdomen of the deceased, and then rub the liquid all over the body with both hands.The knife he picked up first, Zanghua knew its purpose, it was used to cut flesh.The blade is long and narrow, nine inches long, and only seven fen wide.He skillfully cut open the chest and abdomen of the deceased, and then replaced it with a thin knife like a hook and sickle, which shattered the bones and joints.Si Zanghua didn't even dare to breathe hard, the room was so quiet, it was terribly quiet.What she saw was also horrifying.She watched helplessly as he cut open the corpse, took out the internal organs, put them in bottles containing liquid, and then poured some powder into the empty body of the deceased. When he was satisfied, he put down the bottle, and took up a long, thin needle with a thread dipped in oil at the end.The wound was stitched up one stitch at a time, Zanghua counted for him, a total of seventy-two stitches were needed to close the wound.He walked to a Kongming lantern, twisted the lamp stand, and immediately another cabinet appeared on the wall.Take out a bunch of cloth strips from the cabinet, pull out the end of the cloth, and start wrapping around the dead man's feet. In less than a while, the dead man is completely wrapped up in the cloth strips.He took out a human-shaped box from the cabinet, opened the lid, put the corpse wrapped in cloth strips into the box, and marked the number and date on the lid.Seventy-six, the ninth day of October. He looked proudly at the corpse inside the box. "That's the mummy." "Who's he talking to?"Zanghua thought to herself, could he have found someone in the house? "What you saw just now is the operation of making a mummy." He turned his back to the hidden place of Tibetan flowers, and said slowly word by word: "It's not wonderful," "It's wonderful, it's wonderful." Tibetan Flower Station I got up, patted my body, and said with a smile: "Your performance is really top-notch." "thanks." He turned around slowly, facing Tibetan flowers. "If you enter the six doors, you must be a first-class catcher." He smiled and said, "You can find this place." "I didn't find it." Zanghua said, "You brought me down." .” His eyes were razor sharp on her. "How did you suspect the 'morgue' was the problem?" "The cemetery, the cemetery on the top of the back hill." "Those empty coffins?" "yes." "I didn't expect those empty coffins to become clues?" He sighed. "If you put some stones in the coffin to increase the weight, I wouldn't have suspected the 'Traveling God's Medicine Pavilion' so early." "You know how to make 'mummy' technology." Zang Hua stared at him. "You were responsible for the massacre of Zhong Bannong in Shizi Town twenty years ago?" "If you know how to cook braised pork in brown sauce, you must be the butcher of pigs?" He asked with a smile. "Twenty years ago, Zhong Bannong wanted to submit the secret of the 'mummy' to the imperial court, but he was killed on the day he arrived in Lion Town after passing through the customs." Zang Hua said: "The murderer must have hijacked the 'mummy' A secret person." "A traitor that the court wants to find." "How do you know about this?" "I know the manufacturing technology of 'mummy'." He said with a smile, "How can I not know about this?" Zanghua stared at his only pair of exposed eyes. "Strange? Your eyes, why do I feel so familiar?" Zang Hua said, "I don't know who's face I've seen?" His eyes flickered, and then he immediately pretended to laugh. "Everything in nature is bound to have similarities." "No, it's not like." Zang Hua confirmed him, "I must have seen it, and it was within the last half month." In the depths of his big, round and bright eyes, there seemed to be a hint of panic. What is he terrified of? Is he afraid of being recognized by Tibetan flowers? Zanghua has already let Zanghua know his secrets in this room, will Zanghua still let Zanghua get out alive? Isn't he eloquent? See if his figure is vivid. There are so many secrets hidden in the secret basement, why does he appear here?Why does he also make "mummy" technology?What is the relationship between him and Feng Chuanshen? He appeared here today, and dissected the "mummy" of the "Seventy-six", as if it was deliberately made for Tibetan flowers to see. What is the reason for this?From the looks of it, he didn't want to put Tibetan flowers to death, and why. He did not hesitate to sacrifice "this secret", must it be for a bigger secret? What is this bigger secret? "You must be able to tell that I don't know martial arts." He stared at Tibetan flowers. "I can see that you must be someone I know." Zang Hua said, "Although you change your tone." The look of horror in his eyes deepened. "Of course I can see that you don't know martial arts." Zanghua said lightly, "That's why I wonder why he asked you to do this?" "He, who is he?" "He is the one who taught you the technique of making 'mummy'." Zanghua stared at him. "The one who asked you to come here and let me know these secrets." Zanghua continued: "He must have a purpose for doing this, do you know?" "I... how would I know?" "I believe you don't know." Zanghua looked around. "He didn't hesitate to sacrifice these secrets, what is it for?" Zang Hua touched the thin knife on the small table, then turned to look at the "mummy" in the box, she didn't even miss the Kongming lantern on the wall. She didn't do this to see, but to use this action to think about the problem. "What's the best thing to do when a secret can no longer be kept?" Tibetan flowers asked him. "Open," he replied. "Since it can no longer be kept secret, the only option is to make it public." "This is one of the ways, but it's not the best." Zang Hua said, "Then what is the best way?" "destroy." "destroy?" "Yes, secrets can only be preserved if they are destroyed." Zanghua Fufu said to him, "The question is, why didn't he destroy these secrets before I came? Did I come too late for him to do it? Or—" Zanghua's face suddenly changed. "not good." She looked up, jumped up, and reached out to touch the top wall above. He didn't understand why she made such a sudden move. Tibetan flowers settled, clap your hands. "it is as expected." "What is this?" "Apart from the long platform I came down from and the secret door you came in, is there any other exit here?" "No." He asked her suspiciously. "Why are you asking this?" "What is the best way to destroy the secret?" "Burning." As soon as these two words came out, his expression also changed. "Is it already..." "Yes." Zang Hua said, "And the fire is already very big." He suddenly turned and ran towards the hidden door in the wall. "It's useless, that road must be blocked." Sure enough, he backed out after a while, looking at the Tibetan flowers in horror. "what to do?" "Add soy sauce for cold dressing." Zang Hua smiled wryly. Now I really hope for "cold salad". If there is a sudden heavy rain now, Zanghua and the others may be saved. But she knew that there was no such good luck. Since "he" is determined to destroy these secrets, he will not let the fire go out quickly. Maybe the fire used is "black oil" from the Miaojiang area.Thinking of "black oil", a smile suddenly appeared on Zanghua's face. "You can still laugh?" "Guess who I just thought of?" Zang Hua asked him with a smile. "Sun Wukong." He said: "Except for Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations, which may save us, I can't think of anyone who can save us." "Although this person does not have Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations, his story can save us." "Who? Who is he?" He asked anxiously, "What story?" "Chu Liuxiang." "Chu Liuxiang?" "That's right." Zang Hua said: "When Chu Liuxiang was investigating Bat Island in the past, he was attacked with fire at sea." He is listening. "Everyone on the boat was in a hurry, because all they could see was a sea of ​​flames, and there was no place to escape." Zang Hua said: "At this time, Chu Liuxiang told everyone that the only way to survive is to go into the fire." Jump." She went on to say, "Everyone thought Chu Liuxiang was crazy, but after jumping into the sea of ​​fire, everyone realized that Chu Liuxiang was worthy of being Chu Liuxiang." "Why?" Because the fire only burned on the surface of the sea, and there was water under the fire. The only way to escape is to bravely jump into the fire. "It's a pity that we are not at sea now, there is no water under the fire, and there are only two of us under the fire." ""Although there is no water under us, there is fire above us." "He doesn't understand the meaning of Tibetan flowers." Back then, Chu Liuxiang bravely jumped into the fire, and now we have to learn from him. "Zanghua said: "Bravely drill into the fire. " "Yes, as soon as you drill into it, the fragrance is guaranteed to overflow, and you will become a 'roasted person' alive." "The fire above must be very big now, and there must be many people fighting the fire." Zanghua said: "As soon as we climbed up, we ran to places where there are many people." "What if I can't run?" "Then we will meet again in twenty years." "It seems that there is only this way." "Where is the switch that activates the rise of the long platform?" Zanghua asked. He didn't speak, but only responded with actions, reaching out and twisting a Kongming lantern on the right wall. Immediately there was a "squeak" sound, and the long platform began to rise slowly. Tibetan flowers immediately jumped up. "Quick, come up quickly." When he went up, the long platform was almost drawn to the top wall. The closer to the top, the heavier the heat. As soon as the top wall was separated, several burning wooden pillars fell down immediately, and the flames also rushed down. Tibetan flowers already smell of burnt hair. Sure enough, there was a lot of fire above, and there were a lot of people. After seeing the firefighters, Zanghua realized that she had miscalculated. Where there are more people, the fire must be bigger. Because firefighting must start from the place where the fire is large. The fire is so big, how can people run over it? Just when Zanghua wanted to tell him not to run to crowded places, he had already jumped out and ran to the place where the fire was raging. "Danger!" It was too late, his men had already run into the flames. This man was really obedient, and he really ran to a crowded place. It would be her pity if he was burned to death. If she didn't say to run to places with many people, based on the wood energy of people, she must run to places with little fire. This mistake is really too big. Zanghua can't just watch Chi being burned to death, no, absolutely not. She suddenly jumped up and flew to the place where the fire was the biggest.