Beauty is sick

Pei Zhe turned around in doubt: "You are not lying to me again... Hey! What is this?!"

He jumped back a step, almost crashing into Jin Lingjiu's arms.

"It doesn't look like a human being." Jin Lingjiu supported his shoulder, and passed the fire bag forward.

As the firelight approached, the thing hidden in the darkness was completely illuminated, and the whole body was gray and white. From the perspective of material and shape, it was a mold of a human figure.

Pei Zhe put his heart into his throat, and he just got stuck: "Is it full to eat, to make this kind of thing!"

"Scared?" Jin Lingjiu laughed shortly, "It's easy to be startled."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Jin Lingjiu didn't continue to tease him: "This model is very detailed, you can take a look."

Pei Zhemu put on a face, and said angrily: "If you want to knock you, I can't do it."

The model in front of me was about the same height as them. Judging from the material, it was made of plaster, which was very lifelike. The nose and eyes were all very delicate. If the color was ignored, it was not much different from a real person.

Naturally, Jin Lingjiu wouldn't touch this thing. He pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak, just looking at Pei Zhe like this.

Jin Lingjiu is arrogant, and has always taken everything into his own hands. When he deliberately shows a wronged expression, it is difficult for people to remain indifferent.

In short, Pei Zhe couldn't stand by and watch.

"I owe you what I owed you in my previous life. You're sure I'm soft-hearted!" He gritted his teeth, raised his hand and knocked on the mold as if defeated, "It's over, tell me, what do you see?"

Jin Lingjiu smiled comfortably, like a child who got his favorite pastry: "I'm really honored that Pei Lang is so indulgent, just now when you knocked, I don't sound like a hollow one, and something needs to be poured into the mold." , as far as I can see, it should not be a mold for porcelain, it should be regarded as a... statue?"

Pei Zhe was silent for a while, with a puzzled tone: "You can guess it just by looking at it, who would make porcelain of this shape?"

Jin Lingjiu stayed away from him silently, and took a model with a torch, carefully sized it up, and ignored his words.

Pei Zhe stood sullenly for a while, then realized that Jin Lingjiu couldn't think of something he could think of, this guy definitely did it on purpose!

Today, Jin Lingjiu seems to be a different person, and he does not hide his bad taste at all. Pei Zhe was teased several times: "How old are you, and you are still lying!"

The person inspecting the statue cleared his throat, and smiled in a serious voice: "I didn't lie to you, I just asked you to knock, and I didn't say it was for business."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Jin Lingjiu: "Are you thinking too much?"

Pei Zhe has no expression on his face: "...Yes, but there is no other way. It's my fault that I'm just an ordinary person who only takes advantage of beauty tricks."

Jinling Nine: "..."

Jin Lingjiu squatted down and looked at the statue from head to toe: "The carving is relatively rough, so it should not be for viewing."

Pei Zhe patted the statue's shoulder casually: "You don't need to make such a big one for viewing, just a palm-sized one."

"Wait!" Jin Lingjiu raised his head abruptly, "Knock again?"

Pei Zhe was taken aback: "What's the trick this time?"

Jin Lingjiu urged: "Hurry up, this time it's not a joke, I heard that the sound is not quite right, you can knock it again, on its body."

It was the head that was hit just now, Pei Zhe frowned, and decided to trust the little liar again: "If you lie to me again this time, there will be no trust between us."

As he spoke, he tapped the statue's chest twice.

Jin Lingjiu shook the hem of his clothes, and his tone became a little excited: "I know something is wrong! The voice before was dull, but the voice just now has changed slightly. The head of this thing is solid, but the body is hollow!"

"Really? Why didn't I hear it?" Pei Zhe knocked on the statue's head and body a few more times, "It sounds the same to me, you won't be lying to me again, right?"

Jin Lingjiu stood up helplessly: "It's my fault, next time I tease you, I must tell you in advance, this time I'm not joking, it's really different."

Pei Zhe looked at him suspiciously: "Is the body hollow?"

Jin Lingjiu nodded: "My hearing is better than ordinary people, you can trust me."

This is still modest. His senses of taste, smell, hearing, etc. have been deliberately trained, and ordinary people feel that they are not much different, and he can hear the subtleties.

Before in Huaizhou City, Pei Zhe had seen his strong sense of smell. Seeing his words with certainty, he believed in him a little: "If it is hollow, there may be something hidden in it."

Jin Lingjiu handed him the Huozhezi, and took out a handkerchief from his bosom: "According to my observation, this should be made of plaster. If you want to make the head solid and the body hollow, it must not be successful at one time, and you have to separate it. There are gaps in the connection."

He rubbed the veil against the neck of the statue to wipe off the dust, and exerted force with his fingers through the veil, as if trying to pick something out from there.

Although he is not as familiar with these things as Jin Lingjiu, Pei Zhe is not idle. He knocks on the body of the statue from top to bottom, not even letting go of the feet: "It sounds like the head is knocking." It's not the same."

Jin Lingjiu laughed: "Only the head?"

Pei Zhe hesitated: "Maybe there are still legs?"

"I didn't listen carefully when you knocked just now, but if you want to hide something inside, then the legs should be empty too." Jin Lingjiu exhaled, "Okay."

Pei Zhe came over: "What did you find?"

Jin Lingjiu: "There is a slit here, where the head connects to the body. If I guessed correctly, there should be such a slit on the waist."

As he spoke, he squatted down and groped around the waist of the statue through the veil: "Here."

Pei Zhe: "So there is indeed something hidden inside?"

Jin Lingjiu lost the veil: "It can only be said that this statue is used to hide things, it is not certain whether it is hidden or not."

Pei Zhe took the torch and turned it around, and picked up the torch that he dropped earlier: "Then let's verify if there is anything hidden, and get out of the way."

Judging by his posture, he wanted to smash the statue directly.

"The wood used as a torch is relatively brittle, and it has been placed in this porcelain kiln for such a long time, so it may not be able to break the statue." Having said that, Jin Lingjiu still stepped back, "First pick the place with the best force to hit the statue." Well, hit the neck where the head connects to the body."

Pei Zhe gestured twice with the torch: "Shoot your head directly to the neck, Xiao Jiu'er is quite ruthless."

Jin Lingjiu said slowly, "It's average."

Pei Zhe clenched his hands, without making a sound, and charged towards the statue's neck.

Only a "bang" was heard, and the torch broke.

Pei Zhe was a little dazed, holding the torch with one third remaining, and turned to look at Jinlingjiu: "It's broken."

The torch was more brittle than they imagined, and it was shattered as soon as it hit the statue. Pei Zhe had tried his best to hold back his strength, but the effect was not good. His tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and his whole forearm was burning hot , the tendons inside seemed to be twisted, and the feeling had not been fed back to consciousness, and Pei Zhe also forgot to cry out the pain.

Jin Lingjiu's eyes were sharp, and he noticed that Pei Zhe's arm was trembling slightly. His heart beat violently. Before he could react, he had already stepped forward and supported Pei Zhe's arm: "Are you hurt?"

"squeak--"

At this moment, the neck of the statue split open. The blow just now was still effective. The crack between the statue's head and body widened a little. A small hole appeared.

Pei Zhe opened his mouth, and belatedly said "Hey": "I'm crying out for pain now, is it a bit late and seem hypocritical? But it does hurt, and if I don't cry out, I'm not too reconciled."

"..." Jin Lingjiu knew that he was deliberately comforting himself, and his tense expression relaxed a little. He took out the remaining torch in his hand and squeezed his hand, "It's good to know that it hurts."

"If you don't know it's painful, isn't it over?" Pei Zhe couldn't laugh or cry, "It's not a big problem, it's not as delicate as you think, don't worry."

Jinling Jiu was noncommittal.

While speaking, the statue made a little movement again.

The crack became bigger and bigger, and along the small hole, the head of the statue slowly tilted, and finally separated directly, and Gululu rolled to the ground.

Pei Zhe whistled: "It's okay, it's not in vain."

Jin Lingjiu glanced at him, and stroked his crotch: "I have studied medicine a little, and your hands are fine, it's just that you used too much force all of a sudden. You just need to recover for two days."

Pei Zhe couldn't care about his hand at this time, and urged him to look at the statue: "Quickly, see if there is anything inside."

The torch was broken, and there was no way to separate the statue's upper body from its lower body. Fortunately, both of them were taller than the headless statue, so we could see from above whether there was something hidden.

Jin Lingjiu let go of his hand, took the fire folder, and put it on the statue's neck.

Pei Zhe followed behind him and kicked the stone head away from the ground. Not to mention, it was quite scary.

"What treasure is hidden inside?"

Pei Zhe leaned forward and was about to look, but was stopped by a hand.

Jin Lingjiu's face was a little ugly, he pushed his forehead, and pushed him away: "Don't look."

"What's wrong?" Pei Zhe could see that he wasn't pretending now, and asked curiously, "What's in it?"

Jin Lingjiu took a deep breath and almost gritted his teeth: "It's a person, there is a person inside."

Pei Zhe instantly restrained his expression: "This statue is of the stature of a normal man, and the space inside is limited. Those who can fit in it must not be adults."

Jin Lingjiu nodded heavily: "It's a girl."

Pei Zhe pushed him away, and resolutely walked to the side of the statue: "I appreciate it, but I have to see it with my own eyes."

Speaking of this, Jin Lingjiu knew that it would be useless to stop him, so he silently moved away.

Pei Zhe was already mentally prepared, but the actual situation still surprised him.

The space inside the statue was even smaller than he had imagined. The light from the bean-sized fire was not very clear, and he could only see the gray skull that hadn't rotted clean, covered with flesh, and the hair was combed into a double bun, and there was a layer of dark brown hair underneath. Something, that is rotting flesh soaked through the clothes.

The stench of corpses spread out, making people want to vomit.

Pei Zhe stepped back with a serious expression: "Judging from the degree of decay of the corpse, it should not exceed half a year."

He had not seen many corpses, so he could only judge the approximate time of death from the degree of rotting flesh.

Jinling Jiu said in a deep voice: "Fold it in half. It's dark and humid here, and it will rot faster. Judging from the hair and bones, it should not exceed three months."

Just when Pei Zhe was about to speak, a rush of footsteps came from behind them.