Bone fragments the size of a fingernail were mixed in.
Those were fragments of Zhang Xixi's skull.
"ah!"
Upon seeing a skull actually appear inside the wall, Lin You screamed and backed away.
The hammer struck his instep, but he was oblivious, staring at the shattered bones on the wall and shaking his head. "Impossible... impossible... there really is a corpse... ugh!"
Lin You bent over and kept dry heaving.
Fortunately, he hadn't eaten anything all day, otherwise he would have thrown it all up.
"Give me a hand."
I put on gloves and pried open the broken wall.
Several strands of long hair were wrapped inside the cement block. The hair was rough and dry, clearly having been forcibly torn off after death.
Lin You stiffened and leaned closer, then suddenly pointed to a piece of bone with a dent: "This... this looks like a knife wound..."
"Seventeen cuts."
I took out a talisman and stuck it on the broken bones: "She counted very clearly."
The metal cover of the kitchen drain was so rusted that it couldn't be turned off.
Lin You grabbed a kitchen knife and chopped at it more than ten times, rust mixed with sewage splashing all over his face.
When the severed left hand was pulled out of the pipe, he sat down on the ground with a thud, staring at the rotting hand.
The index finger remained bent, as if it were grasping at something before it died.
Underneath the flowerpot on the balcony, the severed right leg was buried in the withered roots of a pothos plant.
As I dug away the soil, Lin You suddenly pointed to the edge of the flowerpot: "This... this mark looks like blood..."
Seven severed limbs were laid out on the living room floor, each covered with a talisman.
I lit the incense to guide the soul, and the smoke twisted into the silhouette of a woman in the morning light.
Lin You hid behind me, trembling all over, but staring intently at the severed limbs.
"Master, do you...do you have a feeling?"
I asked him how he felt.
"Is...is she...watching us?"
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