Chapter 184 - 117: Ruan Lang Lost (3)
"The begonias bloom perfectly, and my mother can hear me speak."
Wan Lu’s heart trembled as she whispered softly, "This is too sinister."
Xiao Song’s eyebrows slightly raised. If he remembered correctly, Huan Kong’s master was Jing Hui, not Jing Yuan. "Are you saying you never knew your mother’s memorial day until your master told you yesterday?"
When Huan Kong met his gaze and quickly shrank back behind Ran Yan, he murmured quietly.
Xiao Song looked around and, not seeing Jing Hui, he called out, "Someone go and summon Grandmaster Jing Hui!"
In Xiao Song’s experience with handling cases year-round, there were no coincidences unless there was sufficient evidence.
The tomb had been completely excavated, yet instead of a coffin, there was a wooden box about the size of a water tank. The spotty appearance of the box indicated its age, and there were slight gaps at the junctions, with dense roots from the begonias penetrating, the roots by the box faintly reddened.
The Government Official efficiently pried open the wooden box, and when the crowd saw what was inside, their faces were instantly filled with astonishment.
The box did not contain bones, but six jar-like containers of equal size arranged in the pattern of a plum blossom, with one sealed jar in the center surrounded evenly by five unsealed jars, each filled with a deep red liquid! Numerous begonia roots extended into the jars, absorbing the liquid within.
Ran Yan knew plant roots were pervasive, flourishing where nutrients and water were abundant, sometimes reaching several meters underground—this was their natural tendency. However, even so, she found the situation eerily uncanny, as did everyone else present!