Chapter 16: The Expert Who Nailed the Weasel Spirit

Chapter 16: The Expert Who Nailed the Weasel Spirit

Qi Tiezui carefully rolled the cloth down to reveal the body underneath. As soon as the face appeared, Zhang Qishan realized that this was the man who had hanged himself on the train. At this time, all of his clothes had been stripped off, his eyes were still open, and the two small, weasel-like eyes looked especially muddy as they stared straight up at the ceiling.

At the moment Qi Tiezui lifted the cloth and exposed the face, the eyes suddenly turned and looked at the approaching Zhang Qishan.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

Lieutenant Zhang was shocked and immediately stepped back and pulled out his gun: "Not dead."

"He's dead." Qi Tiezui sighed. "Lieutenant, you should know better."

Lieutenant looked into the corpses eyes coldly as Qi Tiezui removed the rest of the cloth from the body. There were dozens of places up and down the corpses body that had coffin nails sticking out of them, and a lot of symbols had been drawn around the wounds.

Zhang Qishan looked at the corpse without a hint of fear and then walked around to its other side. The eyes hesitated for a moment before immediately moving to follow him.

"This is the Qi familys expert. I guess you can say he sacrificed his life to send the train here." Qi Tiezui sighed. "Hes got a total of twenty-seven nails in his body."

"For what purpose?"

"I really don't know. Ive only heard that there are immortals in the Northeast who invite the four sacred spiritsfox, weasel, snake, and hedgehoginto their bodies. Theyre commonly called old immortals. When they arrived in the Central Plains later and started doing bad deeds, feng shui masters placed coffin nails in their bodies to seal them. When these old immortals from the Northeast possess someone, they can only stay in the body for an hour at most. Once the expert figured out how long it would take to drive the train back, he must have asked the weasel spirit to help him. Once it entered his body, he used the coffin nails to seal it. This expert must have also suffered from moth disease and placed the spell while he was dying."

"Is there really a spell?" Zhang Qishan was skeptical.

Zhang Qishan went up and grabbed its chin, squeezing it until something hidden under its tongue was revealed. He took it out and found that it was a rotten piece of oracle bone.

As the corpses mouth quickly collapsed, Zhang Qishan coldly looked at the oracle bone in his hand. He remembered the other fragment he had found in the coffin before and suddenly understood something.

He grabbed Qi Tiezuiwho kept bowing all around and thanking the weasel spirit for leaving a message by the back of the neck and shouted to Lieutenant Zhang, "Pull up all the maps of the whole province and all the townships. Especially those marked with geological and mineral resources. Dont miss a single one."

Lieutenant immediately got to work and started barking out orders. It was almost midnight by this point, yet everyone at headquarters was called up.

Not long after, Er Yuehong was passing by outside the defense headquarters when he saw the bright lights inside and became thoughtful.

He continued walking all the way through the old part of the city until he was back at his old mansion. The manager had prepared some tofu and mung bean noodles, so he hurriedly took a few mouthfuls before heading to his training room. When he got there, he stepped on a few boxes, quickly jumped up to the beams overhead, and pushed up one of the tiles above the beams.

It wasn't a roof above the tiles, but a hidden room. Even though it was only as tall as a person, it was filled with various boxes and ancient books that were buried in dust. Since he stopped going underground, he hadnt come up here for a long time. He took out the thimble that Zhang Qishan had given him, went up to a three-meter-long box, and opened it. There were hundreds of identical thimbles inside, which had all been neatly placed in the dusty insert. The insert had several grids, many of which were empty.

Er Yuehong blew off the dust and saw that the bottom of each grid had been painted with a flower pattern. He compared the flower pattern on the thimble to the patterns on the bottom of the grids and found a blank space that had the same pattern.

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My A1C was 7.0 so here's a chapter in celebration o(^^)o