Night, night. In this village, where the sky has not yet been corroded by light, the night is not too dark. The starry sky was clear, reflected on the ground, silvery white, as if a layer of salt had been sprinkled all around.

Zhao Yunhan and I prepared tonight's itinerary early in the morning. At half past nine, I saw that everyone in the hotel had returned to the room one by two, so I used my mobile phone to notify the other party. Climbed out of the window on the first floor.

Cautiously walked through the yard and hid into a cornfield not far away. Zhao Yunhan was wearing a set of black clothes and pants, and her face was full of excitement as a thief, and I wanted to laugh when I saw it. Although I don't look much better than her.

The threshing floor in Yangma Village is not large, only a little more than 200 square meters. In the fall, it is used to stuff grain and corn on the cob in turn, but due to the popularity of machines in recent years, this place is rarely used. Nowadays, it is more used as a venue for art performances or film screenings.

On the right side of the threshing floor is a small brick house, called the Corpse Pavilion, which is used to store the corpses. There is a custom among the people of Yangma Village that the dead cannot be allowed to enter the door, so I don't know when a small house was built here. For thousands of years, it is not clear how many corpses have been spared in that house.

The years have not carved many traces of the house, and it can be seen that the villagers often renovate it. Since I attach so much importance to this place, I just want to repair it for some reason.

Out of the cornfield, the threshing floor arrived. Under the starlight, the entire threshing floor glowed with a terrible white light, which made people shudder. After looking around a little, Zhao Yunhan and I looked at each other and smiled strangely.

The door to the corpse pavilion closed slightly, and although it was not obvious, it was still clear that it was not locked. It can also be assumed that the original lock was broken by someone. It seems that we are not the only ones staring at the corpse. At least, someone got in before us.

The two of us crept forward, slowly circled the threshing floor most of the way through the cornfield, moved to the back of the corpse pavilion, and looked through the vents. Surprisingly, there was no movement inside. There was no one and no trace of any observation equipment ever erected, only the corpses lying there quietly.

But for some reason, this death-like calm, I have a vague sense of incongruity. Something is wrong.

Zhao Yunhan obviously didn't see why, she made a few gestures to me and asked me to follow the plan. I thought about it sideways, nodded, and stepped on the threshing floor to the door of the corpse pavilion.

There was no lock here, but the lock bed was a little twisted, as if it had been broken by some tool. I pointed to the door at Zhao Yunhan, who was on guard around, she looked at it for a moment, and immediately understood what I was suspicious, and whispered, "It shouldn't be those people from the research institute." They all have the tools to pick locks and won't be so barbaric. Moreover, if the lock is broken, it will leave traces of break-in. The first to be suspected must be those of us outsiders. ”

As I thought, if it wasn't the group that studied corpses for their own purposes, who would be the ones who broke the lock and broke in? Could this be a trap set by the locals who are aware of it?

Wrong! This assumption was quickly overturned by himself. If it was a trap, the locals could have waited for those interested in the corpse to come into ambush. The person who broke the lock must also have some kind of purpose, and he was not afraid of startling the snake at all, because he knew that even if he was discovered, he would only suspect outsiders. Could it be that this person is a local?

If it was really a local, then why did he run to the place where the body was parked under the pressure of breaking thousands of years of tradition?

Zhao Yunhan pulled the door open hard, and the door that looked light made a heavy sound, and the heavy scratch made a deep mark on the dirt. Gently pulled me who was in a daze. I had no choice but to shake off the doubts in my head and walk in.

This corpse pavilion is only about 40 square meters in size. It is rectangular in shape. The door opens from the far right. From right to left, there are two rows of plank beds nailed from wooden planks, and there are sixteen of them. I touched the half-human-high bed board with my hand, the wood was very hard, and it should not be cheap wood. I'm afraid these bed boards have the same history as this corpse pavilion.

In the last slot, the corpse of a child is placed. It should be the dead Zhao Wei. Feeling Zhao Yunhan swallow the secretions in his mouth hard, and walked nervously towards the corpse.

"You're scared. Why, I've never seen a corpse before? I chuckled.

"What is there to be proud of when you have seen it. People are delicate ladies, and the fear of corpses is a natural human reaction. In such an eerie atmosphere, her voice trembled.

I smiled even more, "Then you have to be prepared." When I see a corpse, I instinctively trigger a strange hobby. ”

"Hobbies? What hobbies? She was alarmed. Before she could react further, I jerked open the sackcloth covering the corpse.

Zhao Yunhan's pupils suddenly dilated, and he wanted to scream subconsciously, but reason immediately stopped this unwise behavior. She burrowed into my arms like a frightened sika deer.

"Dead man, almost scared me to death." It was a long time before she made a startled sound. But I didn't dare to open my eyes, and buried my head deeper in my arms.

I had a big smile on my face that had succeeded in my mischief, and my eyes kept slowly scanning the corpse. This is a very healthy boy, slightly brown skin, and a fairly delicate face. The body that should have been full of vitality has long been lifeless at this moment, like the silence of death in the middle of the night, and it is very completely dead.

Wearing gloves, I habitually tapped the corpse with my right hand, and I frowned, "Yunhan, this corpse is a bit weird." ”

"What's weird?" It took her courage to look in the direction of the corpse, but before her eyes could make full contact, she buried her head back in my arms in fear.

I was a little helpless, and I squeezed the abdomen of the corpse with more force with my hand, "Look at it. ”

Zhao Yunhan glanced at it cautiously, "It's nothing." ”

"You take a closer look at the ears, nose and mouth of the corpse." I reminded.

She finally got serious, looked at me, and looked at me with a strange expression, "It's a little weird indeed. ”

"Not bad." I nodded, "Generally, people who drown, unless they can be picked up within 4 hours after death, the body will be swollen and stinky due to soaking." The swelling has led to the loss of hair and epidermis, the protrusion of the eyes and tongue and even the loss of the tongue, and in the living water of the Yangma River, the corpse is more likely to be eaten by aquatic organisms and mutilated. Moreover, most of the drowning victims had bleeding from seven holes. A thick foam forms on the nose and mouth that does not break easily. But this sentence of corpse is too complete and normal. ”

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