Chapter 415: Burial

"Dao Ting Si's coroner examined the corpses in my mine well and finally determined that these mine cultivators were killed by demon beasts, and then eaten by demon beasts..."

"People from the Land family came and said they would compensate with spirit stones."

"The mine cultivators' family members can get spirit stones and will no longer cause trouble."

"In the Dao Ting Si, this matter is temporarily settled like this..."

Si Tu Fang said helplessly.

Mo Hua's gaze slightly sank, "It's not that simple, is it..."

Leaving other things aside, at least those several mine cultivators were absolutely not eaten by demon beasts.

Mo Hua often dealt with demon beasts in Da Hei Mountain, so he was very certain.

Seeing that there were no other people around, Si Tu Fang lowered her voice and said:

"That's right, that coroner said false things."

Mo Hua was a little doubtful, "How do you know he said false things?"

Si Tu Fang said: "I gave him spirit stones, and he told me himself."

Mo Hua nodded.

Spirit stones can indeed make people honest.

He gave the broker at the trade cave mansion two spirit stones, and he also told him everything truthfully.

Si Tu Fang continued:

"The coroner told me that these several mine cultivators were first killed by people, and then eaten by something... I don't know what."

"They had been dead for a while, and the foul gas in the cave was heavy, so it was rotten and filthy, mixed with dead turbid breath, making it difficult to distinguish what exactly ate them..."

Mo Hua's heart was slightly startled, and then he sighed.

For the mine cultivators to die in that manner, this coroner could actually still determine the cause of death, he indeed had real ability.

Cultivation involves a hundred professions, even if they seem inconspicuous and are considered "lowly" professions, they all have their own unique ways and cannot be underestimated.

"Then why didn't this coroner tell the truth?" Mo Hua asked again, "Did someone prevent him from saying it?"

"Yes." Si Tu Fang nodded, "Dao Ting Si's Zhao Dian Si secretly reminded him."

"Zhao Dian Si?"

Si Tu Fang lowered her voice: "He's older than me in seniority, and he has been a Dian Si in Nan Yue City's Dao Ting Si for sixty or seventy years. He is deeply trusted by the Head Si."

Head Si...

Mo Hua somewhat understood.

That is to say, the Head Si of Nan Yue City instructed this matter to be suppressed, found a "proper" reason, and turned a big matter into a small matter, and a small matter into nothing.

Cultivators killing people is murder.

Demon beasts killing people is an accident.

Since it's an accident, it's also considered inevitable.

The Dao Ting Si doesn't need to bother investigating, and the Land family's responsibility is not significant, as long as they compensate some spirit stones, it will be fine.

The mine cultivators' family members can get spirit stone compensation and will not continue to cause trouble.

The matter then subsided...

On the surface, it indeed seems "proper."

Mo Hua looked at Si Tu Fang's expression, seeing her brooding, and then softly asked:

"Sister Si Tu, do you want to continue investigating?"

Si Tu Fang hesitated a bit, then nodded:

"You are right, this matter is not that simple. We must thoroughly investigate who killed the mine cultivators and what ate their corpses."

Si Tu Fang sighed, "If we don't figure it out, I estimate that other mine cultivators will still die miserably like this..."

Mo Hua then said: "Your Head Si will not agree to you continuing the investigation, right?"

Si Tu Fang said indifferently:

"I am on duty, and I have family support behind me. On the surface, I should be polite to him, but I don't need to worry about him too much."

Mo Hua nodded and praised: "Sister Si Tu's heart is truly good!"

Then he patted his chest and said: "I'll help you investigate!"

Si Tu Fang looked at Mo Hua suspiciously again, "What are you investigating?"

"Investigating the cause of death of the mine cultivators."

Si Tu Fang didn't understand, "I am duty bound and will investigate, why are you getting involved in this muddy water?"

Mo Hua thought for a moment, then said:

"I want to find Yan Jiao Shi. Since he also disappeared in the mine, perhaps it is related to the cause of death of the mine cultivators."

"Furthermore, I also want to investigate the truth clearly and not let these mine cultivators die unclearly."

Of course, there is a key point, which is the absolute array.

Mo Hua perceived the aura of the evil absolute array from the bodies of the tragically killed mine cultivators.

Mo Hua really wanted to know what this absolute array was and why it had an evil aura.

And who exactly was using this kind of array to harm people...

But Mo Hua didn't mention anything related to the absolute array.

Si Tu Fang thought deeply for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

Immediately, she admonished again: "However, you must be careful. This matter is likely to involve something significant. If you see the situation is not good, just run quickly."

"Their power is great, but only in Nan Yue City."

"If you leave Nan Yue City and return to Tong Xian City, which is your own territory, you don't need to fear anything."

Mo Hua's gaze slightly flickered, and he also vaguely perceived something by looking at Si Tu Fang.

Mo Hua nodded and said: "Good!"

Although they said they would investigate, the clues were very limited.

Mo Hua thought of going to see the mine cultivators' corpses first.

He wanted to perceive a little with his divine sense, what exactly the dead filthy breath on the corpses was, and what was different from ordinary heaven and earth breath.

He also wanted to deduce and calculate a little, to see if he could get more clues about the absolute array.

After the mine well's cave was cleaned, the mine cultivators' corpses were sealed in the Dao Ting Si.

Mo Hua followed Si Tu Fang to the Dao Ting Si, but was told that the corpses had already been sent to the family members for cremation.

Mo Hua's gaze slightly condensed.

Si Tu Fang also frowned tightly, "Who allowed that?"

"Who else?" The coroner curled his lips, and seeing that no one was around, he pointed upwards with his hand.

Above, that was the Head Si of Nan Yue City.

Mo Hua secretly calculated in his heart.

So quickly, they just disposed of the corpses...

This Head Si seems to have a big problem.

This also explains that these corpses indeed hid some unspeakable secrets.

Si Tu Fang's gaze flickered, and she seemed to have the same idea.

They also didn't think of going to confront the Head Si, because this kind of matter was completely meaningless.

"Go ask those mine cultivators' family members," Mo Hua suggested.

Si Tu Fang nodded.

These mine cultivators lived in civilian houses near the mine.

These civilian houses were very narrow, dirty, messy, and smoky.

The mine cultivators living inside were all disheveled and dirty.

At this time, it was exactly noon, and many people were eating thin porridge with black and hard pickled vegetables.

The porridge was mixed with flour, and there were not many rice grains.

The children running around in the narrow alleys were also all dirty.

Si Tu Fang showed an expression of unbearable suffering.

Even Mo Hua, who was used to seeing the hardships of scattered cultivators, also sighed slightly.

Even among scattered cultivators, the mine cultivators here were almost the most impoverished batch.

Mo Hua always felt before that the scattered cultivators in Tong Xian City were already bitter enough.

But he didn't expect that the further he went, the more he saw, the more he could see the bottom line of poverty.

It seems that Elder Yu was right, "The scattered cultivators in Tong Xian City are very bitter, but outside of Tong Xian City, there are scattered cultivators who are even more bitter than those in Tong Xian City everywhere..."

Mo Hua's gaze was obscure, and he was silently pondering something in his heart.

Si Tu Fang brought Mo Hua to the front of a dilapidated house.

The door of the house was closed.

Si Tu Fang asked the neighbors, only then knowing that after the Dao Ting Si cremated the corpses and sent them back, the people of this household went to bury the dead mine cultivator.

The burial place was in a large piece of wasteland to the south.

That was a disorderly burial ground.

When Mo Hua and Si Tu Fang arrived at the disorderly burial ground, they saw many grave mounds standing messily on the desolate ground.

Some had steles, with the name of the deceased written on them.

Some only had wooden plaques, which were already rotten from the wind and sun.

Most had no steles, and they didn't know whose grave mounds they were, or who buried them.

In the middle of the disorderly burial ground, a new grave was being buried.

Mo Hua and Si Tu Fang walked closer, and then saw three or four households gathered together, wearing white clothes, burning paper money, and sobbing in low voices.

There was only one coffin in front of them.

Si Tu Fang asked a little and then learned that these five people had scattered limbs and died miserably, and their limbs could not be distinguished.

The Dao Ting Si simply mixed them together and cremated them together.

These mine cultivators' family members could only bury the five people together in one coffin.

Si Tu Fang said angrily: "How can it be like this?"

A haggard-faced, middle-aged woman, with a skinny child, said helplessly:

"Even if they were separate, we couldn't afford coffins. This one coffin was still pooled by our four households."

"Not five households?"

"There's still one household. His wife has already remarried with her son, and no one is burying him."

Si Tu Fang was speechless.

The woman sighed and said:

"We don't blame her either. As a widow and orphan, if she doesn't remarry, she can't survive."

Si Tu Fang frowned: "Didn't the Land family compensate with spirit stones?"

"They compensated a hundred, but only twenty reached our hands. These twenty spirit stones can't support us for long."

Si Tu Fang's face turned cold, "Who deducted it?"

The woman hesitated, but did not say anything, only sighed with a worried face.

Si Tu Fang asked again, but the woman only shook her head and did not speak again.

Everyone was a little silent.

Between the desolate graves, it became dead silent again, only weak sobbing sounds one after another.

After the grave mounds were set up, everyone offered incense.

The incense smoke curled up, and the grave mounds were lonely.

The mine cultivators' family members looked worried.

The mine cultivators made a hard living, and they didn't know how long they could live.

They didn't know when they would encounter an accident in the mine well and add another grave in this disorderly burial ground.

And finally, these grave mounds would all be nameless, standing on this desolate hill.

No one would ask, and no one would sacrifice.

Just a pile of unknown earth and rocks.

Mo Hua looked around, his heart filled with inexplicable desolation and sigh.

A moment later, Mo Hua was startled.

He looked at these several households of cultivators again and slowly frowned.

He remembered that initially, these mine cultivators' family members made trouble, demanding an explanation from the Dao Ting Si, and when they argued with Si Tu Fang, there were several big men following beside them.

But now, these several households consist only of women and children, and old people.

There were several young cultivators, but they were also thin.

Where did those several big men go?

Mo Hua's gaze was slightly cold.

The schedule is a bit messy, and the update is a bit late, sorry.

(End of this chapter)