Sorry, I don't know how to write the sequel to the previous chapter. I have no inspiration. I will add it after I finish writing it. Just treat it as a new case.
In a century-old theater in Bangkok's Chinatown, Tang Yu was whistling at the female role in "The Legend of the White Snake" when the lotus mooncake in his hand suddenly broke in two. I snatched the mooncake and found a bloody jade earring embedded in the filling - exactly the same tribute found in the Malacca shipwreck case last month.
"The corpse is moving!" Qin Feng suddenly pulled my sleeve. On the stage, the martial artist who played Fahai flipped over, and the red cassock spread out in the air into a blood curtain. When the cloth fell, Fahai turned into a corpse hanging from the beam, with a wire rope tied around his waist.
When I rushed onto the stage, the steel rope was still trembling slightly. The corpse's right hand was tightly holding half a ticket, on the back of which was a picture of the Big Dipper painted with cinnabar. Tang Xiao came over to touch it, and the corpse suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a bronze bell, the tinkling sound mixed with the sound of gears turning.
"Get down!" Qin Feng threw us down. The lantern above us exploded, and the debris dropped into twenty-three pieces of gold foil, each with a different face etched on it. I picked up a piece of Guan Gong's face, and the gold foil suddenly caught fire, revealing a line of small characters in the ashes: "At three o'clock in the morning, the tower's shadow swallowed the moon."
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As we followed the night watchman's clappers into the midnight market, Tang Wo's compass needle began to spin wildly. In the steam of the wonton stall, the old man selling candy figures suddenly blew out a Q-shaped candy painting. Just as Qin Feng was about to pay for it, the candy painting suddenly exploded, revealing a golden silkworm squirming inside.
"You Miaojiang insects!" I pulled the two men back. The old man took off his straw hat, revealing the flame scar on his forehead - the remnant of the voodoo cult who escaped from prison three years ago. He giggled and overturned the soup pot, and seven lotus lanterns floated in the boiling water, each holding a numbered jade ring.
Tang Xiao picked up a bamboo pole to catch it, and the jade ring suddenly shot in different directions. Qin Feng threw out the spare fishing line, and twenty-three silver hooks woven into a spider web in the air, but only caught five rings. I looked carefully in the moonlight and found a mortise and tenon structure diagram from the "Construction Method" engraved on the inside.
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When the bell of the Jade Buddha Temple struck Chou hour, Tang Yu pointed at the river and exclaimed, "The moon has been eaten!" He saw that the shadow of Zhengwang Pagoda just pierced the center of the full moon, and the light spots cast by the top of the pagoda on the water formed a Bagua formation.
We rowed closer to the light spot, and suddenly the bottom of the boat hit a hard object. Tang 꿦 dived and pulled up a copper box with twenty-eight constellations cast on the surface. Qin Feng used five rings to arrange the stars according to the star map, and the copper box popped open with a "click". Inside lay a half-roll of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", and a pawn ticket torn page was pasted on the position of the Rainbow Bridge.
"This, this..." Qin Feng's flashlight beam suddenly shook. The word "wine" on the wine flag was bleeding, and the ink was reorganized into new words: "At dawn, the bone flute summons the soul."
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When Tang Yu ran to the charity house following the sound of the bone flute, he kicked over the eternal lamp that was used to guard the spirit. The moment the green flames rose, the seven corpses on the morgue suddenly sat up, each holding a half-broken jade flute in their mouths. Qin Feng pulled the jade flute closest to the corpse, which had a bloated music score, and the notes were actually written in oracle bone script.
I blew the jade flute, and the bats on the tiles fell down, revealing a bronze compass hidden behind. When Tang 꿦 turned the scale on the compass corresponding to the "Yin" hour, the floor of the morgue suddenly cracked, revealing a secret room full of bronze objects.
The most conspicuous thing in the secret room is a square tripod, with gold ingots with gold stamps piled inside. Qin Feng shines a UV light on it, and the indentations of the gold stamps actually form a map of Manhattan. At this time, the ears of the tripod suddenly emit poisonous smoke, and the inscription on the body of the tripod reorganizes in the smoke: "The tea cools down at 5 pm, and the game ends when people leave."
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