Then Manager Wu carefully moved away from Zhao Ya and Bai Yinglin, took a step forward, and opened the wooden door of the hut.
The room was dim and bright, and it was impossible to tell what was going on from the outside. Manager Wu was the first to step in, followed by Bai Yinglin.
Manager Wu lit the lantern beside him, and with the help of the light coming through from the skylight, a chilling scene appeared in Zhao Ya's eyes.
"This, this, this... is this a pile of dead bodies?" Zhao Ya hid her head behind Bai Yinglin, looking at the figures under the white cloth on the ground in front of her, as well as the vaguely visible arms, which made her scalp tingle.
"Princess Ya, don't be afraid. With ginger slices in your mouth, the stench of corpses here can be effectively blocked." Manager Wu said.
After hearing what Manager Wu said, Zhao Ya finally understood what Bai Yinglin and Manager Wu had said outside just now. The so-called Zhebiehe was the plant outside the hut used to isolate the odor.
However, these ginger slices are used to isolate the odor from the body and the dead body.
This change made Jing Yi extremely surprised. She knew nothing, but a young lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion knew everything. She didn't know whether she was ignorant or Bai Yinglin was a monster.
After all, only those who guard the charity cemetery know these things.
Zhao Ya couldn't help but give Bai Yinglin a thumbs up. Awesome, really awesome.
"Yinglin, how do you know all this?"
"This... is a long story." Bai Yinglin didn't want to say it. After all, she couldn't explain it. These things were actually some strange miscellaneous things she had flipped through when she was bored, and she remembered them. It was not bad that she could pretend to be cultured at this time.
Manager Wu continued walking forward, followed by Bai Yinglin and Zhao Ya. Although the room looked rather dark, the good thing was that the light was bright enough to see every inch of the land clearly.
Manager Wu turned left and right, as if looking for something. She frowned and looked a little anxious.
When Bai Yinglin saw her like this, she knew that the person she was looking for might not be there.
According to common sense, the so-called palace maid who knew Wen must be the person who managed the charity cemetery, but unfortunately that person happened to be away.
Just as Bai Yinglin was about to tell Manager Wu not to waste his energy, Zhao Ya suddenly bumped into a coffin.
Zhao Ya was hit and felt depressed. She turned her head and found that she had bumped into a coffin board.
Normally, in this situation, the collision wouldn't hurt him, but the coffin lid was actually sticking out a little.
Zhao Ya was just about to start to wonder when she saw the coffin lid move in front of her again. Then a rough hand reached out from the coffin lid. She was so frightened that she shuddered.
Seeing this, Zhao Ya hugged Bai Yinglin's arm, her wounded heart needed comfort.
Tears already appeared at the corners of his eyes.
"Oh my God, there's a ghost!" Zhao Ya's sharp voice was deafening.
Bai Yinglin frowned and became more alert. She knew that there were no ghosts in this world, but when she came to such a place inexplicably, she began to doubt too many things.
It’s always right to take precautions.
Just then, Manager Wu's frown relaxed, and suddenly the mist above Bai Yinglin's head dissipated.
This person is probably the one that Manager Wu is looking for.
Then a woman stood up in the coffin.
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