Chapter 416 Grave
“Daotingsi's wife went into the mine to examine the corpses, and finally concluded that these mine repairmen were killed by monsters and then eaten by monsters..."
“Someone from the Lu family came and said they would pay for the spiritual stone.”
“The mine repairman's family will stop causing trouble if they can get the spirit stone.”
“Daoting Secretary, this matter is like this for the time being...”
Situ Fang said helplessly.
Mo Hua's eyes darkened slightly, "It's not that simple..."
If nothing else, at least those mine repairmen were definitely not eaten by monsters.
Ink painting is in Daheishan, and I often deal with monsters, so I am very confident.
Seeing that there was no one else around, Situ Fang lowered his voice and said:
“That's right, that fool told a lie.”
Mo Hua was a little confused, "How do you know he told lies?"
Situ Fang said: "I gave him the spirit stone. He told me himself."
Mo Hua nodded.
Spiritual stones can indeed make people honest.
He gave two spiritual stones to the Yaren who bought and sold the cave, and he told the truth.
Situ Fang continued:
“Wu Zuo told me that these mine repairmen were first killed and then eaten by someone unknown…”
“I have been dead for a long time, and the foul smell in the cave is very strong, so the smell of putrefaction and death is mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish what kind of thing the cannibal is..."
Mo Hua was slightly shuddered in his heart, and then he felt a little emotional.
The mine repairman died like that, and this guy can actually determine the cause of death. He really has real skills.
The practice of doing everything, even if it seems inconspicuous, is regarded as a "low" behavior, has a special doorway and cannot be underestimated.
"Then why doesn't this guy tell the truth?" Mo Hua asked again, "Is there anyone who doesn't want him to tell the truth?"
"Yes." Situ Fang nodded, "Zhao Diansi of Daotingsi secretly mentioned him."
“Zhao Diansi?”
Situ Fang said in a low voice: "You are more senior than me. I have been a Dian Si in the Daoting Division of Nanyue City for sixty or seventy years, and I am deeply trusted by the chief."
Are you in charge?
Ink painting is somewhat clear.
That was the order of the head of Nanyue City, who suppressed the matter and found a "proper" reason to reduce the major matter to a minor matter.
When a monk kills someone, it is murder.
When monsters kill people, it's an accident.
Since it was an accident, it was inevitable.
Daotingsi doesn't need to bother to investigate. The Lu family's responsibility is not big. They just need to pay some spiritual stones.
The family members of the mine repairman will receive spiritual stone compensation and will not continue to cause trouble.
The situation calmed down...
On the surface, it is indeed considered “appropriate”.
Mo Hua glanced at Situ Fang's expression and saw that she was worried, so he asked in a low voice:
“Sister Situ, do you want to continue the investigation?”
Situ Fang hesitated for a moment and nodded:
"You are right, this matter is not that simple. We must find out who killed the mine repairmen and what ate their bodies."
Situ Fang sighed, "If I don't understand, I guess there are still mining cultivators who have died so tragically..."
Mo Hua then said: "Your boss won't allow you to continue the investigation."
Situ Fang said indifferently:
“I am on duty and have family support behind me. Just be polite to him and don't be too scrupulous about him.”
Mo Hua nodded and praised, "Sister Situ is so kind-hearted!"
Then he patted his chest again and said, "I'll check it for you!"
Situ Fang glanced at the ink painting suspiciously again, "What are you checking?"
“Check the cause of Mining Xiu's death.”
Situ Fang was puzzled, "It's my duty to investigate, so why are you wading into this muddy water?"
Mo Hua thought for a while and said:
"I want to find Yan Jiaoxi. Since he also disappeared in the mine, it may be related to the cause of death of the mine repairman."
“Besides, I also want to find out the truth, and I can't let these mine repairmen die in the dark.”
Of course there is another key point, which is the decisive battle.
Mo Hua sensed the evil aura of Jue Zhen from the tragic death of the mine cultivator.
Mo Hua really wanted to know what this Jue Zhen was and why it had an evil aura.
Who is it that is using this formation to harm people...
But it was about Jue Zhen, Mo Hua didn't say anything about it.
Situ Fang thought deeply for a moment and nodded, "Okay."
Then she warned again:
"But you must be careful. This matter is probably very involved. If the opportunity is not good, you should run away quickly."
“No matter how powerful they are, they are only in Nanyue City.”
“You leave Nanyue City and return to Tongxian City. It's your own territory, so you don't have to worry about anything.”
Mo Hua's eyes flickered slightly, and it seemed that Situ Fang also vaguely noticed something.
Mo Hua nodded and said: "Okay!"
Although we need to investigate, the clues are very limited.
Mo Hua wanted to see the corpse of the mine repairman first.
He wanted to use his spiritual consciousness to sense what the filthy smell of death on the corpse was, and how it was different from the ordinary breath of heaven and earth.
I also want to do some calculations to see if I can get more clues about the final battle.
After the mine shaft was cleared, the body of the mine repairman was sealed in Daotingsi.
Mo Hua followed Situ Fang to Daotingsi, but was told that the body had been given to the family for cremation.
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.
Situ Fang also frowned, "Who allowed it?"
"Who else could it be?" Wu Zuo curled his lips and pointed upwards when he saw no one was around.
At the top, that's the head of Nanyue City. Mo Hua made secret calculations in his mind.
The body was disposed of in such a hurry...
This boss seems to have a big problem.
This also shows that these corpses do hide some ulterior secrets.
Situ Fang's eyes flickered, and he seemed to have the same idea.
They didn't even think about confronting the boss, because it was pointless.
“Let's ask the family members of those mine repairmen.” Mo Hua suggested.
Situ Fang nodded.
These mine repairmen live in residential houses near the mines.
These houses are very small, dirty, messy, and smoky.
The mining repairmen who live there are all unkempt.
It was noon at this time, and many people were eating clear porridge and black and hard pickles.
The porridge is mixed with flour, but not a few grains of rice.
Children running around in the narrow alleys are also dirty.
Situ Fang looked unbearable.
Even Mo Hua, who is used to the poverty of casual cultivators, sighs slightly.
Even among casual cultivators, the mining cultivators here are almost the poorest ones.
Mo Hua always felt that the casual cultivators in Tongxian City were hard enough.
But I didn't expect that the further you go and the more you see, the more you can see the lower limit of poverty.
It seems that what Elder Yu said is right, "It is very hard for casual cultivators in Tongxian City, but outside Tongxian City, there are many casual cultivators who are even harder than Tongxian City..."
Ink Hua's eyes are obscure, and he is silently pondering something in his heart.
Situ Fang brought the ink painting to a dilapidated house.
The door of the house is closed.
Situ Fang asked his neighbors and found out that Daotingsi had cremated the body and sent it back, and that this family had gone to bury the deceased mine worker.
The burial place is in a large piece of wasteland in the south.
It was a mass grave.
When Mo Hua and Situ Fang arrived at the mass graves, they saw many tombs standing haphazardly on the desolate ground.
Some have monuments with the names of the deceased written on them.
Some of them are just wooden signs, which have been exposed to wind and sun, and the wood has rotted away.
Most of them have no monuments, and it is unknown who is buried in the tomb and who buried them.
In the mass graves, a new grave is being laid.
As Mo Hua and Situ Fang approached, they saw three or four families gathered together, wearing white clothes, burning paper money, and sobbing softly.
There is only one coffin in front of me.
Situ Fang asked about it and learned that the five people were torn apart and died miserably, and their limbs could not be separated.
On the other side of Daotingsi, they were mixed together and cremated together.
The families of the mine repairmen could only bury five of them in one coffin.
Situ Fang said angrily: "How can this be done?"
A middle-aged woman with a haggard face and a skinny child said helplessly:
“Even if we were separated, we couldn't afford a coffin. This coffin was made by the four of us.”
“Isn't it the five families?”
"There is another family. His wife has remarried with her son, and there is no one to bury him."
Situ Fang was speechless.
The woman sighed and said:
"We don't blame her either. She is orphaned and widowed. She won't survive unless she remarries."
Situ Fang frowned and said, "Didn't the Lu family lose the spirit stone?"
"We paid one hundred, but in our hands, we only have twenty. These twenty spiritual stones won't last long."
Situ Fang's face turned cold, "Who deducted it?"
The woman muttered, but could not say anything. She could only sigh with a sad face.
Situ Fang asked again. The woman just shook her head and stopped talking.
Everyone was a little silent.
The desolate cemetery became dead silent again, only feeble sobs could be heard one after another.
After the tomb was erected, everyone offered incense.
cigarette smoke curls up and the tombs are lonely.
The family members of the mine repairman looked sad.
Making a living as a mining repairman is hard, and I don't know how long I can survive.
I don't know when I will encounter an accident in the mine, and another grave will be added to this mass grave.
In the end, these tombs will be nameless and erected among these desolate hills.
No one asked about it, no one paid tribute to it.
Just a bunch of unknown mounds of earth and rocks.
Mo Hua glanced around, feeling inexplicably desolate and emotional.
After a moment, Mo Hua was startled.
He looked at these monks again and frowned slowly.
He remembered that when the families of these mine repairmen made trouble and asked Daotingsi for an explanation and argued with Situ Fang, they were accompanied by several big men.
But now, these families are either women or children, or they are old people.
There are a few young monks, but they are also thin.
Where have those big men gone?
Mo Hua's eyes were slightly cold.
My schedule is a bit messy, and I'm a little late. Sorry.
(End of this chapter)
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