Chapter 143: Chapter 143: The Bold Ancestor
Chapter 143: Chapter 143: The Bold Ancestor
The tomb was specially sealed with water cement, and now a hole neither too large nor too small had been opened up on it, revealing the inside quite clearly.
Fu Shiyan’s grandfather was a hero of the older generation, who lived frugally and never indulged in extravagance.
Even in death, it was the same.
The tomb was no different from ordinary graves in terms of size and lacked excessive decoration.
However, it was scrupulously cleaned by someone on regular basis, making it look very neat.
Now a hole had been opened on it, allowing one to see inside with utmost clarity.
What caught the eye was a large patch of bloodstains.
Those bloodstains had grown dark, clearly not fresh.
The shape of the stains was strange, resembling some special talisman patterns.
At several spots where the bloodstains were distributed, there were clumps upon clumps of… something drenched in blood.
At a glance, it looked like bags of blood, but on closer observation, they were a mix of various animal corpses and entrails tangled together.
Others couldn’t make out the details clearly, but the sight was extremely shocking.
Accompanied by the nauseating stench, several people nearly fainted.
Wen Zishu ran a few steps to the side, propped himself against a tree, and began vomiting violently, almost bringing up his bile.
Xia Xin, who had been holding back, couldn’t help but run to the side after seeing him start to vomit, and he too began throwing up.
The two of them were practically retching in agony.
Aside from Jiangli, everyone’s faces couldn’t look any worse.
Only Fu Shiyan, though his expression was as cold as the ice water, remained relatively composed.
“This…” Duan Jianchuan forcefully suppressed his galloping heart, clasped his hands together to calm himself, but the bulging veins at his temples still betrayed his true emotions, “Abbot, what’s going on here? How did these things get into the tomb?”
Jiangli squatted at the opening, staring intently inside without any fear or disgust at the smell.
Fu Shiyan glanced at her small figure.
Jiangli picked up a nearby branch and, while poking around the stuff inside, said, “This is quite normal. As long as there is determination, someone can quietly make a hole and put the things in.”
Fu Shiyan’s Spiritual Light flashed, “Abbot, the spot you picked earlier?”
“Right, the place that was previously opened. It’s a good spot. It’s somewhat distant from the coffin, and there’s a lot of empty space in between, ensuring the coffin isn’t directly damaged. It seems the person who chose this spot knows their stuff.” Jiangli had scraped all those bloody things out.
Duan Jianchuan immediately said, “But who would harm the old master’s grave? Uncle Song is always watching here, and without familiarity, it’s impossible to get in.”
As he spoke, his voice deepened.
“Could it be Uncle Song…?”
Fu Shiyan and Jiangli spoke in unison.
As their words fell, the two exchanged a glance.
Fu Shiyan: “Abbot, what do you think?”
Jiangli turned back and continued to poke around while speaking, “That Uncle Song, despite his fierce appearance, is actually quite righteous. With clear and sharp eyes, he is a very loyal person and wouldn’t engage in these tricks.”
Duan Jianchuan regretfully said, “Right, Uncle Song is definitely not that kind of person. I shouldn’t have doubted him.”
“However, even if he didn’t do it, perhaps he was deceived by someone.” Jiangli, holding the branch, pointed to other areas, “Moreover, this is a mountain, it’s not the only entrance. There could be other places for people to sneak in. If someone really did infiltrate, he might not have noticed them.”
Hearing this, Duan Jianchuan looked carefully at the surroundings.