Chapter 3: Autopsy
Meng Fan followed his father in a state of disorientation, with a pitiful look on his face, until he reached the courtyard of the Pillar's house.
At this time, the courtyard was already crowded with villagers, buzzing and talking, and when they saw Meng's father coming over, they quieted down and let a path automatically, the look on their faces appearing very uneasy.
After all, two days ago, someone just died, causing panic, and now there is another death, or a strong young man, it is normal to be uneasy.
Meng Fan looked around the villagers, although the number of times he went home after school is gradually less, but most of those faces, he is familiar with. Many of them also greeted Meng Fan and invited him to sit at home, which let a trace of warmth rise in Meng Fan's cold heart.
At this moment, an old man came up and stuffed twenty dollars into Meng's father's hand, his tone was sad: "Meng old brother, the old rules, you give the autopsy."
"Village Chief Sun, I won't charge you this time, the village isn't generous." Father Meng raced the money back into the old man's hand, patted it down, and led Meng Fan inside the pillar's dilapidated old house.
"Then I'm grateful!" Sun Village Chief collected the money, shook his head and sighed, "Hey, you said that Zhang carpenter just left, I can't imagine that the pillar is gone again, this is really a dead man who is afraid of loneliness, and is not at peace on his way out, he has to call for a companion to go with him!"
After saying this, he took a step to the house and closed the door tightly, blocking out the villagers who were concerned about this matter.
Zhu Zi's body was lying flat on the kang, covered by a broken futon, and a foul odor permeated the air.
Meng father's face was solemn, walked towards the front, lifted up the broken bedding, revealing the real face of the pillar, fiercely stunned, his complexion changed, only to return to normal in a few moments, checking up without saying a word, his heart floated out a sentence, this pillar died even more tragically than Zhang carpenter.
"Pillar!!!"
Meng Fan only looked at a glance, but like a thunderbolt, immediately became bloodless, the whole body shivering, and then, two lines of hot tears flowed down, want to jump to the bed in front of the column say a few more words, but was Sun village head tugged, can only be stupefied at the side of the watch.
Yesterday, he was still alive and drinking with him, but after one night, he turned into a dead man!
A dead man with such a horrible, miserable death!
"What in the world did you go through?!"
In heart-stopping fear, Meng Fan stared at Pillar's face in death; Pillar's complexion was already dark, but at this moment, it was miserably white without a trace of blood, as if she had rubbed foundation on a woman;
In particular, a pair of eyes, covered with dense blood filaments, turned crimson, becoming frighteningly incomparable blood pupils!
This pair of blood pupils were round and open, as if they were two blood holes, oozing out sticky and smelly black blood, shocking to the eyes, seemingly gazing at Meng Fan, and letting a burst of chilling feelings rise from the bottom of one's heart;
Moreover, this pair of blood pupils seemed to be filled with the power of soul-taking, only to have to look at a glance, there was a feeling of losing one's soul.
Gazing down, Meng Fan suddenly went black, stumbled, and almost fell to the ground.
"Little Fan, you'd better stop looking and go stay outside."
The old village chief held Meng Fan in time, his gaze filled with compassion, he had watched Meng Fan grow up, often using Meng Fan as a role model to teach the uneducated young people in the village, and did not look down on Meng Fan because he had graduated and returned to the village.
"Uncle Sun, I'm fine."
Meng Fan pinched his thigh, not looking into the pillar's eyes, and after a slight reprieve, his mind cleared up a bit. But the shocking scene just now, let him associate it with the fact that he might die like this tomorrow as well, and his heart became trembling, it doesn't matter if he dies, but what about his parents …… and them?
"Dead two people now, the death of both tragic, is it really a coincidence?"
"What should I do? Gamble?"
"Bet that it's a coincidence, bet that the deaths of Pillar and Carpenter Zhang were nothing more than accidental deaths? Bet that I won't die? Bet that I'll be able to get through the night in peace?"
Meng Fan's heart was in turmoil and his mood became irritable.
"Can't! I have to go find out the truth and give your pillar an explanation! Not to mention, I can't let my father personally give me an autopsy!"
Meng Fan walked out of the house and quickly walked towards his home, the sunlight was fragmented by the leaves, messing up the shadows of his feet.
It wasn't long before Meng's father also finished the autopsy, re-covering the pillar's body, and after a moment of silence, he said to the village chief, "The autopsy is finished, the pillar's death is the same as Old Zhang's, no trauma, and no illnesses were detected, and he died in a very strange manner."
"Cough." The old village chief covered his chest and coughed twice, sighed non-stop, "Hey, our Mengjiazhuang this is hit what evil ah, how strange things one after another, it seems that we have to find a wet woman to do puja, Meng old brother ah, you and the Zhang family have always had dealings with the old lady, this matter will please."
"No problem, I'll go and inform Granny Zhang, it's been a long time since I've seen her." Meng's father was also quite helpless, glancing at the door, "What will you say to the townsfolk about this? It's inevitable that they'll have to inquire."
"Let's just say that he died in his sleep." The old village chief shook his head, "The village is short of strong laborers, so don't die again."
Meng's father went out and gave a brief explanation to the onlookers, the villagers' hearts were filled with sadness, and they slowly dispersed individually.
"The deaths are strikingly similar ……"
Thinking back to the process of giving the pillar autopsy, Meng father had an ominous feeling in his heart, the pillar died in the same way as Zhang carpenter, it is very likely that he also encountered something dirty, and Meng Fan is to take the pillar's car to come back, it is hard not to believe that Meng Fan is also ……
"Not good!"
Meng's father's right eye jumped violently, as the saying goes, the left eye jumps to wealth, the right eye jumps to disaster, he couldn't help but panic in his heart, his brows were locked tightly as he hurriedly walked towards his home.
"Son, son!"
As soon as he entered the gate of the courtyard, Meng's father called out sharply, shouting Meng Fan out of the house.
"What's wrong, Father?"
Meng Fan was in a six-pack, and looking at his father's anxious appearance, his heart became even more flustered.
"Tell Father, did you and Zhu Zi encounter something unclean halfway across the country?" Meng father pulled over Meng Fan's hand as he watched this Meng Fan's eyes, revealing undisguised concern and anxiety.
"No …… there isn't, all the way I was sleeping, and it went very smoothly to the village." Meng Fan's eyes flickered, his arm was raw from his father's grip, and he avoided his father's gaze, pretending to look as if nothing had happened.
"Don't have an accident, don't have an accident." Meng's father's words repeated, unable to hide his worry, whispered, "Don't run around without anything recently, the village is not peaceful, even two people have died, I don't want to even you …… too."
"Uh-huh." Meng Fan nodded, his heart was guilty, and looked deeply at his father.
"Village Chief Sun intends to invite Wet Woman to do a spell to avoid another death, you go to Zhang's house and invite someone, and let Zhang help you look at it and get rid of the dirty qi on your body." Meng's father said uneasily, and then added, "Isn't Granny Zhang's granddaughter your classmate, don't forget to say hello when you go, that girl is quite good, but it's a pity …… hey."
"Well, I will go."
Meng Fan nodded, as if seeing a ray of light ……