OBS 16. Qiushi Manor! The Wronged Soul of the Beautiful Woman!
16. Qiushi Manor! The Wronged Soul of the Beautiful Woman!
Qiushi Mountain Villa.
It is surrounded by three rocky mountains.
They are in the stone carving business.
It has three major workshops: Jinshi Workshop, Moshi Workshop, and Caishi Workshop.
Jinshifang workshop, carving tombstones.
And everything related to our ancestors, including the surrounding stone carvings.
It is the Qiu family's ancestral craft and the foundation of their wealth.
Moshifang Workshop was established seven years ago.
We serve only one client: Mojiao.
The Great Xuan Dynasty was in its final years, and various sects sprang up like mushrooms after rain.
Mohism is just one of them.
The deity worshipped is General Mo.
This was the first time Yang Zhao had heard of it.
It must be a local religious sect.
The scope of the activity has not yet extended to Qinghe County.
The workshop sculpts objects offered by followers of the Mohist religion: a statue of General Mo.
Among believers, it has another, more common name: stone sacrifice.
Qiu Chengxian and his son led the way.
They were heading to the haunted place, the Colored Stone Workshop.
The sculptures range from tiny fish and shrimp the size of a thumb to stone Buddhas, artificial mountains, and carved beams and painted rafters several meters tall.
Everything is available.
It brings in more than half of the revenue for Qiushi Mountain Villa.
Their market share continues to increase.
How could Qiu Chengxian not be extremely anxious!
"Ah Zhao!"
"This is the haunted factory!"
"I'll go in with you! Um... Qingniu, you stay outside!"
The factory gates and windows were all opened.
The skylight is ingeniously designed, providing excellent protection from wind and rain while allowing ample natural light.
even so.
A layer of mist flowed through the factory.
Everything looked blurry and extremely strange.
Qiu Chengxian swallowed hard.
He tried to sound calm.
A pair of feet that, no matter what, cannot take even half a step.
He had already completely betrayed his inner fear.
"Uncle Stone, you should stay outside."
"Going in wouldn't be of much help; in fact, it would only distract me from taking care of you."
Yang Zhao spoke honestly.
He then strode into the factory.
hiss!
Just one step away.
The temperature dropped by at least ten degrees.
In the distance.
In the mist, it seemed as if someone was boiling water.
soon.
Boiling water boils, bursts, and overflows.
Extremely urgent!
"Okay, whatever you say!"
"Ah Zhao, be careful! Remember, if you can't handle it, run away immediately."
"Don't act impulsively. We're all on the same side; no one will laugh at you! In fact, many famous martial artists, monks, and Taoist priests in the past also fled in disgrace. There's nothing shameful about it!"
Qiu Chengxian, his face pale, gave loud instructions.
It was out of concern for Yang Zhao, but also to bolster his own courage.
"Oh my god!"
The voice just fell.
Qiu Qingniu suddenly let out a scream.
Startled, Qiu Chengxian hugged his son tightly, and they both fell to the ground.
But he instinctively shouted, "Ah Zhao, run!"
Yang Zhao remained unmoved.
Arms crossed over the chest, observe the situation calmly.
Inside the factory, all the mist rapidly converged in one direction.
It forms the outline of a person.
It gradually became clearer.
She was a slender young woman wearing a pink dress.
You can't tell her age.
Beneath her long, beautiful hair.
It was wrapped around a skull.
Visible to the naked eye.
On the skull, there were still some pieces of what looked like cooked flesh.
Pink Skull.
Very apt.
Absolutely terrifying!
"Please stop hitting me. I know I was wrong. I promise I won't bother you again..."
"I said, I'm a despicable person, a despicable person even more despicable than pigs and dogs..."
"Waaaaah..."
The woman sobbed.
Like weeping and pleading.
Aside from two sentences that were barely recognizable, it was all that could be made out.
The rest of the words were like a foreign language, completely incomprehensible.
"A ghost!"
"Father, Brother Zhao, let's go..."
Qiu Qingniu let out a scream that sounded inhuman.
He kept urging his father and Yang Zhao to leave quickly.
"Ah Zhao!"
"Can you kill him?"
"If you can't, don't force it, just give up! I'd rather not have this factory!"
Qiu Chengxian became less and less confident as he spoke.
"She's a pitiful person, I won't kill her."
The vengeful spirit of Wen Xiaoqian, having suffered inhuman torture for a hundred days before finally dying, remained restless, unable to quell her resentment.
Yang Zhao looked at the text on the [Demon Detective Manual].
He spoke calmly, leaving no room for argument.
"Ah Zhao, can you understand what she's saying?"
Qiu Chengxian's extraordinary path.
The endless fear was somewhat alleviated by Yang Zhao's calm demeanor.
"I understand, Uncle Stone. Do you know Wen Xiaoqian?"
Yang Zhao nodded, his tone somewhat heavy.
Humans and ghosts are on different paths.
After a person dies, they become a ghost.
From then on, he stayed away from the human world and had no contact with living people.
There are exceptions, though.
Those with deep-seated resentment and obsession.
They remain in the world even after death.
Limited by the rules of heaven and earth.
They lost their human speech.
The living could only hear sobbing sounds.
And a few words expressing resentment or obsession.
The wonders of the [Demon Detective Manual] have once again been revealed.
Yang Zhao mastered a special foreign language without a teacher.
Ghostly language!
"I know perfectly well!"
"Miss Wen can write and do accounting, and she is very thoughtful, so I arranged for her to assist Brother Lin with registering and arranging incoming and outgoing goods."
"Four or five months ago, she suddenly resigned and went home! Alas, to this day, four or five people have come in, but none of them have been as capable and reliable as her."
"For this, I lost my temper with Brother Lin for the first time ever. Why didn't he inform me before Miss Wen resigned, and just let her leave in private? If I had known..."
For the past two years.
Thanks to Wen Xiaoqian's help.
Everything in the factory, big and small, is handled in an orderly manner, and the work efficiency is extremely high.
Things have been a mess since she left.
Even more so now.
Whether the factory can continue operating remains to be seen.
Thinking of this, Qiu Chengxian couldn't help but sigh.
Suddenly, a thought struck him, as if he had just realized something.
"I remember Miss Wen usually likes to wear pink dresses, could it be...?"
Qiu Chengxian looked up.
The gaze directed at the pink skull.
Seven-tenths of the fear had subsided.
There was an added layer of shock and disbelief.
Where is Zhou Chujun?
Yang Zhao remained noncommittal and continued to ask questions.
"Zhou Chujun?"
Qiu Chengxian looked at his son blankly.
"There is no such person at Qiushi Manor!"
Qiu Qingniu said with certainty.
"Is Zhou Chujun not at Qiushi Manor?"
The answer surprised Yang Zhao.
"What about Lin Ruosi?"
Yang Zhao asked hurriedly.
"Lin Ruosi is Brother Lin!"
"He is very easygoing and has excellent interpersonal relationships."
"At Qiushi Manor, from the maids to my father, from three-year-old children to old men and women, everyone affectionately calls him Brother Lin!"
Qiu Qingniu nodded repeatedly.
Clearly, he highly approves of Lin Ruosi.
"Uncle Stone, please send someone to bring Lin Ruosi and her husband here immediately."
"The matter of the Red Powder Skull can be resolved naturally, and Qiu Shi Manor will no longer be haunted."
There is a person named Lin Ruosi at Qiushi Mountain Villa.
The problem will then be easily solved.
"I'll go too!"
The matter of Zhou Chujun remains a mystery.
To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, Yang Zhao thought for a moment and decided to go along.
"Qingniu, go and invite Instructor Sun immediately. Select ten of your most capable guards and bring them here with single-edged swords and ropes."
"Remember, do not alert anyone in the manor, and do not tell them why!"
Qiu Chengxian gave his instructions cautiously.
"Are you going to arrest Brother Lin?"
"Brother Zhao, is there some mistake?"
"Also, Brother Lin has always lived alone and is never married, so where did this couple come from?"
Qiu Qingniu couldn't believe what he was hearing.
He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
But they also knew that the matter was of great importance.
It did not delay his work in the slightest.