"Old Liu stunned as he handed over the canvas bag."
"What Old Gong said, no matter how much it affected him, the existence of Old Liu could clamp down on Wei Youming, he was also the vice dean before his death, having equal responsibility for the patients in this hospital."
I took the things and began to thread the needle, a process that was slow. Embalming requires sufficient time and patience to leave as few traces as possible.
Tang You, who is crucial to the overall plan, has done many things for me. I can only return a little of what he has done. This matter must be done well.
Starting from the body, I began with the limbs and ended with the skull. I used the inner thread stitching technique, making the traces so weak that a quick glance would reveal it to be more of neck wrinkles than scorpion-like scars.
As the corpse was nearly finished being stitched up, Old Liu walked in.
I originally thought he wouldn't come back, but I didn't expect him to reappear in front of us a few minutes later, holding an item in his hands.
At first glance, I recognized it.
Robe!
"There is another room on the third floor. At first, she lived there, but not long after, she disappeared. That room has been left untouched." Old Liu spoke with a melancholy tone.
Then it dawned on me.
Old Liu and the geomancer have been communicating all along. I sensed Old Liu, but his consciousness had been deeply immersed in a conversation with the geomancer.
I'm not sure what it means that Song Fang keeps Tang You's room, but I do understand that.
"Thank you." Si Yan softly said thank you, after receiving the robe, she looked at me with a gaze that implied I should avoid something.
In fact, when I embalmed the body, I had paid attention to not removing the original clothes on the body. As much as possible, I didn't look at the body parts to avoid unnecessary exposure, which was a form of respect for He Youtian.
Old Liu turned first, and he walked away again.
I turned my back, and at the same time called out to Old Gong.
To my surprise, Old Gong seemed not to hear me at all. I frowned and said that if he continued to feign deafness, I would seal a talisman on his spout.
Old Gong then sullenly returned to my shoulder, and we stood together, facing away from each other.
A few minutes later, Si Yan said that it was time.
I turned around, and what met my eyes was a body lying on the ground, which no longer looked like a dismembered one.
I let out a soft sigh, then began to apply makeup to the body using the cosmetic items from Si Yan.
About an hour later, the makeup was completed.
What met my eyes was that Tang You's face no longer looked like an iron-gray, but instead appeared lively and lifelike, as if she were a person sleeping.
"Hmph!"
Old Gong heaved a long sigh, then, spoke word by word, "I and Song Fang are completely at odds!"
"……"
"Si Yan Dao Long, please carry Tang You senior on your back."
Although Tang You was not very old when she died, she was the beloved of He Youtian, so calling her senior is not an overstep in terms of generation.
"Grandpa... let me do it. Bring back the soul through borrowing a body, and give some comfort to Old He." Old Gong made a move to approach the corpse.
I grabbed Old Gong's head and, without any hesitation, shoved him into the night pot inside the bag.
"Be careful! Do you want to anger Master Brother?!" I whispered, reprimanding him.
Old Gong didn't make a sound, leaving only a small part of his head visible, with his eyes darting around.
......
When we returned to the hospital building, He Youtian was sitting beside the coffin meditating, and the Seventh Elder stood off to one side, seemingly lost in thought.
As He Youtian slowly lifted his head, his gaze fell upon Si Yan, causing him to jolt upright in surprise.
"Tang junior sister!?"
This sound was filled with sorrowful tremors.
Trembling slightly, He Youtian approached Si Yan and looked at the corpse of Tang You, with her head hanging over Si Yan's shoulder. A smile crept onto his sorrowful face.
"Little brother, thank you."
"Master Brother, you exaggerate. I bow slightly in respect."
He Youtian was in a daze, shaking his head and saying, "I'm not exaggerating. This is what it should be. Tang sister-in-law cared most about her appearance. She has been gone for years, rotting away in the dark crypt, and little brother has done so much to restore her appearance. My heart is at least a little better now."
He Youtian's gaze never left Tang You, as if he had lost his senses.
Behind him, the Seventh Elder looked at He Youtian, with a complex expression and a hint of bitterness.
What happened in the middle of this is something I don't know.
I didn't interrupt He Youtian's lost reverie. I glanced at the coffin of Four Norms Immortal, and I too fell into thought.
Old Gong's deduction that Zheng Ren has arrived and notified the plague ghosts in Changfeng Daoist Temple, intending to attack us.
Until this moment, he has not appeared.
Perhaps he is afraid to confront He Youtian's sharp edge.
If Zheng Ren continues to stay hidden, we will have to retreat back to the Four Norms Mountain for a standoff.
He has betrayed his teacher and disgraced his ancestors; it's an established fact, with ironclad evidence.
There is no chance for Zheng Ren to turn the tide in Four Norms Mountain.
At this moment, Zheng Ren should not have known yet that the evidence is in He Youtian's hands.
His previous "intervention" represented fear.
The thoughts slowly calmed down, and since Zheng Ren has not come forward himself, we cannot expose him either. The only option is to return to Four Norms Mountain.
The only slightly troublesome matter for me is that all the things are ready, so I should go to Jianghuang City.
But there is no reason to leave now...
"Little brother, you contact the master who sent us here. Maybe he can send us to Four Norms Mountain. Otherwise, it might be troublesome to find others."
He Youtian woke up from his daze and told me.
"Yes, Master Brother." With that, I realized that since there was no signal in the mental health center, we would have to leave as a group first.
He Youtian and the Seventh Elder lifted the coffin, Si Yan carried the corpse, and we left the hospital's exterior.
As we walked towards the road, I subconsciously glanced back, spotting the vice president, Old Liu, standing at the doorway and waving to us as if bidding us farewell.
Behind him, a group of people dressed in hospital garments were hobbling towards him.
"Liu smiled, seemingly without any fear."
The mist started to envelop the entire mental health center.
After we had walked a distance, the mobile phones started to have signal. I contacted the driver, briefly explained the situation, and also reported the price.
That driver was very enthusiastic, even offering to bring over a coffin for us without a problem.
The night was getting darker, and it was almost time for dawn. I really didn't expect to find an excuse to leave.
At this moment, the dazzling headlights appeared from a distance, and a car approached, but it was not the one we had been in earlier.
My heart slightly aroused.
When the car stopped, a person got out from it.
My face changed slightly.
The person wearing a square hat with a square face, pale as if he hasn't seen the sunlight for a long time, was exactly Huang Shu.
Why would he suddenly be here?
It seems like he has a specific target and is deliberately coming to see us.
When Huang Shu saw me and Si Yan, he was surprised and seemed to have not expected to find me here. He especially looked at the robe on my body and then cast his gaze upon He Youtian, bowing and making a fist gesture.
"In the jurisdiction of Jin Yang, serving as the City God, I have met the Fourth Norms Mountain's Elder."
He Youtian's face was calm and even, and his eyes still had a hint of scrutiny and skepticism.
Gradually, a murderous glint emerged in his eyes!
