Super Soul Gatherer

Chapter 86
Jiang Yuan glanced around, seeing that it was of no value, he just skipped the warehouse.

Jiang Yuan focused on the main house in front of him.

There is a rusty big-head lock hanging on the wooden door of the main house. This kind of lock is extremely old, and it seems to be the kind of lock that only existed in the old society. It needs a long key to be inserted to push the lock cylinder to the top. Come out, or the lock cylinder and the lock body are stuck together, and pass through the two locks of the door.

However, it is estimated that the age is very long, and the weathering is quite severe. The brass lock looks like a stone at this time.

Jiang Yuan didn't need to unlock the lock at all, and the door opened with just a slight push. To be precise, the entire wooden door was reduced to powder, and like the brass lock, only a dark door opening was left. This made Jiang Yuan a little embarrassed. He was considered an intruder now, and it would be of no benefit to open the door of other people's houses like this.

Fortunately, the old house seemed to be deserted, so no one would blame him.

Jiang Yuan took the lead and stepped into the old house.

The scene in the old house can be seen comprehensively at a glance, a black earthen bed, the quilt on it has long been rotten into strips of cloth, hanging dirty on the bed, the furnishings in the old house are simple, only A bed, a pair of tables and chairs, and a cabinet, among which two thigh-thick wooden pillars support the old house.

But Jiang Yuan didn't dare to touch these two pillars at all. As the support points of the whole old house, if these pillars were touched and turned into ashes, the house would probably collapse.

Although the wooden house didn't hurt much when it fell on him, and he couldn't hurt himself at all, but it was normal for the dust and dirt to fall on his body for many years, and he was in a mess.

In fact, the old house was extremely simple, and there was nothing special about it except for its long history. Ye Sheng also lost interest after looking around, and just watched Jiang Yuan fumble and study something.

In fact, Jiang Yuan and Ye Sheng had the same idea at the beginning, but he felt that the room seemed a little weird because of his careful thinking. Although the furnishings were simple, the order of arrangement was very strange. For example, the bed was on the left side of the room. , that is, the east, but under normal circumstances, the beds in farmers' homes are placed on the wall facing the door.

This is related to the living habits of the ancient Chinese people. Chinese people like to build houses facing north and facing south, and the bed is placed in the north corner, so that the door and windows can face the south, which is more conducive to lighting, and the south also symbolizes vitality.

But this bed runs in the opposite direction. It is placed on the east side, and this bed is made of loess, with a hole underneath, and the inside is hollow.

People who have lived in the north all the year round know that this thing is called a kang, and it is usually made of loess, also called a soil kang.

But the earthen kang was sealed by several stones, without any gaps. The most important thing was to burn firewood under the earthen kang to increase the temperature of the earthen kang.

Jiang Yuan had some doubts in his heart. This Fenghua Mountain belongs to the south. Although it is not like spring all the year round, it is definitely not cold in winter. Harmful gases after combustion are emitted.

And the discharge pipe is on the north wall. There is an obvious pipe on the wall, and the pipe is dark. It is obvious that it has been smoked by the fire frequently, and such traces will be produced after frequent use.

The pipe and the kang obviously don't match up. One is on the north side and the other is on the side, as if the direction was deliberately assigned. What makes Jiang Yuan even more surprised is that there is a large wardrobe standing on the right wall of the room, and The tables, chairs and benches blocked the door of the big wardrobe, as if they were afraid that the wardrobe would be convenient to use.

These weird clues unfolded in front of Jiang Yuan.

It seems that curious little hands are seducing Jiang Yuan and exploring the mystery.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Yuan walked to the dilapidated wardrobe like a ghost, and slowly removed the tables, chairs and benches blocking the wardrobe.

Facing the old wardrobe more than two meters high, Jiang Yuan suddenly felt a little nervous. He was always a little afraid of unknown things. Still a little worried.

Jiang Yuan stood at the door of the closet and hesitated for a few seconds, but was taunted by Lao Hei, "What? Didn't the dignified soul gatherer dare to open this closet?"

"Fart, I'm not, I'm just afraid that if the wardrobe is broken, it's still a cultural relic."

Fortunately, it is in the depths of this dense forest. If it is placed in other places, it is estimated that the whole house has collapsed, turned into ashes and ceased to exist.

Jiang Yuan sighed, and gently opened the closet in front of him. The closet was not empty, nor was there an ordinary soft bedding, but a twisted corpse.

The owner of this corpse should be a male, with a tall stature, about 1.8 meters tall, and he seemed a bit aggrieved in the two-meter-high wardrobe.

At this time, a three-inch long dagger was stuck in the chest of the corpse. The man covered his chest with his painful hands, and his legs were slightly bent. Even though he had been dead for many years, the corpse had completely desiccated and turned into a mummy.

The eyes and mouth of the face were opened wide, as if roaring unwillingly.

Want to tell who the murderer who killed him is.

Although the clothes on his body were severely corroded, judging from the style of the clothes, he should be from more than 200 years ago, and he was also wearing a vest made of animal skin. If Jiang Yuan read correctly, it should be wolf skin.

The coat color of this wolf fur is gray, gray and white, and the fur is thick. It should be a wolf species that only exists in the north.

Even if there were wolves in the primeval dense forest of Fenghua Mountain, they were wild wolves with khaki fur, relatively small in size, and better at catching some small herbivores living in the jungle.

Jiang Yuan was absolutely sure that this kind of wolf would never appear in Fenghua Mountain.

Ye Sheng, who was waiting outside the door, also sensed something was wrong inside the room, ran in, and saw a mummified corpse lying in the closet.

Ye Sheng couldn't help being a little surprised, how could there be a dead body in a house that was in disrepair for a long time.

"Brother Jiang Yuan, is this?"

Ye Sheng was puzzled, and Jiang Yuan was also puzzled. The corpse died of homicide. The cause of death was obvious. It was because of the dagger on his chest. , a few have been 200 years, want to find the murderer?
It is estimated that the murderer is also a dead bone.

(End of this chapter)