Lai Fu was stunned and asked, "A murder weapon?"

"Oh, you know, a knife that has killed a lot of living things. The executioner's ghost-head broadsword is best. If you don't have one, a butcher's pig-slaughtering knife will do, but you have to pay attention to the old knife, the kind with a handle soaked in blood until it turns black-red."

Fatty had encountered things related to murder weapons in previous missions, and the doctor had explained it to him in detail. Now he brought out this set of things again, intact.

Lai Fu nodded repeatedly when he heard this. "The executioner's ghost-head broadsword may be hard to find, but the butcher's pig-slaughtering knife is available. We have a butcher in our mansion who has slaughtered livestock for decades, so it must meet the requirements of you masters."

After saying that, Lai Fu didn't stop and ran out immediately, ordering the people guarding outside to find the butcher for a murder weapon.

During this period, Luo Tianhe dismissed the onlookers and then directed the crowd to put a rope around Master Wu's neck and pull him down from the roof. The corpse made a dull sound when it hit the ground.

Walking forward, everyone saw Master Wu face up. Reflected in the light of the red lantern, his terrifying face was even more distorted. His hands were claw-like, and his bluish, thin fingers were covered with blood. There were remnants of minced meat in his fingernails. The minced meat was flocculent, and it looked like it had been torn off alive by sharp fingernails.

Combining this with the nearby heads, it was not difficult to imagine that these heads were all torn off alive by Master Wu's hands. The scene was surprisingly terrifying.

"This Master Wu is probably going to become a fiend."

Yuan Shanyuan stared at the corpse's fingers, his face full of solemnity.

Lai Fu was surprisingly efficient. Before long, he ran back quickly with something wrapped in red cloth. When he tore open the red cloth, a burst of bloody smell hit his face.

The bright blade had a ghastly chill, which contrasted sharply with the black-red handle soaked in blood.

Luo Tianhe held the knife and waved it a few times in the air. "This is it!" After putting away the knife, he wrapped it in red cloth again and looked at Lai Fu, asking, "Where's the coffin?"

"It's ready and parked outside."

The crowd came to the outside of the courtyard gate. At this moment, a pitch-black coffin was parked on the originally empty ground. This coffin was a whole section larger than the one they had seen last time, and it felt like it could easily fit two corpses.

Even more bizarre was that the coffin was not on the ground, but propped up by several large, inverted porcelain bowls. There were four large porcelain bowls in total, placed at the four corners of the coffin. The mouths of the bowls faced down, and if you didn't look carefully, you would think the coffin was suspended in mid-air. suduxs.com

Seeing this scene, Luo Tianhe and Yuan Shanyuan's faces instantly darkened. "Where did this coffin come from? Also, who taught you the technique of using large porcelain bowls for serving rice to the dead to pad the corners of the coffin?"

Lai Fu had never seen Luo Tianhe so angry before, and he panicked immediately. "Master Luo… Master Luo, did we do something wrong? I..."

"Answer the question!"

"Yes, the coffin was carried out of the warehouse by us, like... like the last coffin. As for the bowls... the dead people's bowls you mentioned, I don't know about those."

Although Lai Fu didn't know, he immediately found a few people who had carried the coffin over just now. The leader said in fear that when they found the coffin, it was like this. They didn't know why, but to be on the safe side, they brought these four rough porcelain bowls with them and placed them underneath as they were, and then put the coffin on top.

"Really?" Yuan Shanyuan's expression, which was both smiling and not smiling, was full of pressure.

"Really, really! I swear!"

Luo Tianhe's eyes wandered back and forth among the few people who carried the coffin, and suddenly he drew out his voice and asked, "Which one of you... brought the bowls?"

Soon, a small man with a figure-eight mustache tremblingly stretched out his hand. "Master... Master, it... it was... was me." He spoke haltingly, not knowing if it was his habit of speaking like this or if he was simply frightened.

"What's your name?"

"I... I don't... don't have... have a name. Was... was... was..."

Lai Fu waved his hand, signaling him to shut up, and then explained to Luo Tianhe and the others, "He doesn't have a name. His parents were short of money when they were fleeing from the famine, so they sold him into the mansion, taking away his two normal younger brothers. This kind of status doesn't deserve a name. The young master was in a good mood one day and casually gave him a lowly name. We all call him Hua Guaizi."

"Okay, Hua Guaizi, you did a good job." Luo Tianhe nodded in praise, then looked at Lai Fu again, and instructed, "Give him some money, restore his freedom, and let him leave the mansion and live a stable life."

Lai Fu didn't hesitate and agreed immediately. "Okay, I'll take care of it right away."

Hua Guaizi was stunned when he heard this, and then he looked around as if he couldn't believe it. It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that he seemed to recognize this fact. For a moment, tears streamed down his face, and then he knelt down with a thud and kowtowed to Luo Tianhe, his head banging on the bluestone slab.

"Hua Guaizi, you remember, take the money and leave here immediately. Not only leave here, but also leave Wolong Town. Leave overnight. If I see you after dawn, I'll skin you alive!"

Luo Tianhe's tone was not harsh, but his attitude made everyone clear that he was definitely not joking. Hua Guaizi was so frightened by Luo Tianhe's eyes that he trembled all over, until Lai Fu kicked him, "Hurry up and get out of here! I'll burn the contract of sale later. Now go find the accounting room to get the money, hurry up!"

Hua Guaizi ran away as fast as he could, and the other people who carried the coffin over all stared at Hua Guaizi's back with envious, jealous, and hateful complex expressions, wondering what kind of dog shit luck this lowly thing had, and couldn't help but secretly regret it. It would have been great if they had brought those porcelain bowls.

After dismissing the irrelevant people, Lai Fu asked in a low voice, "Master Luo, is he... going to die?"

"Yes, the wandering ghosts nearby won't let him go after taking the rough porcelain bowl for serving rice to the dead. Keeping him in the mansion will be a disaster sooner or later."

Lai Fu couldn't help but frown, seeming to want to say something, but in the end, his lips tightened, and he gave up.

Then a few people dragged Master Wu's body out all the way, and finally, Bai Yu cooperated with Luo Tianhe to put the body into the coffin.

Standing in front of the coffin, Luo Tianhe tore off the red cloth, revealing the pig-slaughtering knife. "Everyone, later I will cut open the corpse's belly and take out the wooden heart and lungs one by one. You must remember that every time I take out an organ, one of you must come up and put the resentful infant bottle in your hand into the coffin. One item for one item. There must be no mistakes. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

After a pause, Luo Tianhe suddenly turned his head to look at Fatty, and said in a voice full of apology, "Brother Wang, there is one more thing I need to trouble you with separately. After you put down the resentful infant bottle, please bring over the eight missing heads and put them in the coffin. I'm counting on you."

Fatty was dumbfounded when he heard this. It took him a long time to react. "Why me?"

"Because you are blessed with good fortune, a rainbow between your eyebrows."