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Just now Boss Cao said that all the good wood is underground. I can only imagine that the only wood underground is the coffin board, and the materials used for the coffin board aren't too bad. It is said that in the past, many rich people used Golden Silk Sauna Wood to make coffins.

The thought of that blood-sucking wardrobe made me feel a little bit of self-truth, and my body began to feel cold. I remembered that my father had taken all the furniture in my room from this furniture factory.

But the thought that the furniture might have been made of coffin boards made me feel cold, and I thought that I would burn it all up when I got back, no matter how much it cost, and that I would never buy it again, and that I would rather use the kind of cardboard I had now.

"Not really." Boss Cao did not deny it. He looked at the furniture in the house in the blink of an eye, "There are not only coffins buried underground, there are also many good lumber buried underground. For example, the ancient mountain temple?"

"Old Cao?" Hearing that, father also lost his voice in shock, but Boss Cao only coldly looked at me, completely ignoring him.

I quickly reached out my hand to hold my father, to prevent him from jumping up and then looking at Liu Kunsheng to let him make a decision.

"It's fine." Liu Kunsheng waved his hand at me, and coldly looked at Boss Cao as he laughed: "He knows the outcome himself. You just have to settle the matter of the blood sucking wardrobe, and take the thing."

I nodded and comforted my father. "You are indeed rich. I just don't know what problem you called me here to solve."

"The wardrobe." Seeing me walk up to the stage, the Boss Cao poured me a cup of tea and told me what had happened.

These days, it was being developed everywhere, whether it was building roads or houses. Many hills were dug up, and many coffins that had been buried for who knew how many years were dug out.

The Boss Cao knew his way around, so he would keep all the coffin boards that he had dug out for him. He wanted to buy them with the price of rotten wood, to make some furniture, and to sell them at the price of the materials themselves.

About ten days ago, the development of the neighboring city had pushed up a hill and dug out a good coffin. The coffin was all there, but it was empty inside.

Those who dug up the mountains did not believe this. Just as he was about to burn the coffin, someone from the Boss Cao sold the coffin to him.

It was made from high quality sandalwood, and the made wardrobe had a natural fragrance. As long as it had a bit of varnish on it, the inside of the wood revealed natural wooden patterns. It was beautiful and ancient, extremely easy to sell.

On top of the coffin, Boss Cao had a total of six closets. Thus, the things he had used in the past were all solid.

The strange thing was that although it was originally just a material, when the wardrobe was placed there and ready to be painted the next day, blood began to seep out from the wardrobe. The blood seeped out bit by bit, as if the wood was soaked in blood and then seeped out, bringing with it a faint smell of blood.

The workers were scared and wanted him to burn down the wardrobe, but the price of the sandalwood was too high. Boss Cao clenched his teeth and said that the worker painted the wrong color last night.

For the sake of the rice bowl, the workers had also painted it.

The paint hadn't even dried yet, yet he had sold four of them. They were all engaged, and a lot of people from outside the city came to his place to order furniture.

However, on the third day after they sold out, they heard that a couple had quarrelled. The man's head knocked against the wardrobe door and he fell inside. His head smashed into a big hole, causing him to bleed to death.

The second was that five days after it was sold, the man had hidden himself in the closet for some reason. Something had cut a huge wound in his back, causing him to bleed to death.

Today, it was the third one. The wardrobe door held his head.

Because they were both sold far away and because the first two were too strange, they couldn't find the Boss Cao. This time, the closet door was clamped tight, he couldn't escape, and he was also from the neighboring town, so the family came to cause trouble.

I felt weak in my heart listening to this, it was too cruel. Thinking of the scene where Hu Guyue pulled open the wardrobe and blood flowed profusely, my entire body shivered.

"If you can solve the problem, I will double the price according to Ceng Xiaoqiang's rules, forty thousand yuan, and one hundred grains of rice. I will pay the rest." Boss Cao was rich and imposing, as he looked straight at me.

I sat up straight and told him, "It's actually very easy to solve the problem. Just take the cabinet back and burn them all down."

"I can't burn it." Boss Cao took a sip of tea and looked outside the window: "The two workers in my factory were placed outside and wanted to burn them. However, if one of the workers near us was not crazy, he would suddenly faint and nobody would come near him.

"Then just leave it like that, as long as no one uses it." I smiled lightly. With Boss Cao's adventurous attitude, it didn't affect anything major. He wouldn't have spent so much money to invite me here.

"Old Qin is right." Boss Cao laughed and put down the teacup in his hand.

Only then did I notice that his hands were trembling slightly. His calm face could no longer remain calm.

Although he tried to pretend nothing had happened, he spoke slowly. "My son has been hiding in the closet lately, saying that a sister in red is calling for him."

"I only have one son, and he's only three years old this year. Since he was young, his body was weak, and he had spent a lot of effort to protect and grow up. My mom has been watching him closely." Boss Cao took off his glasses, and his eyes became profound.

"So he was following behind his ass every day, and that day, in a blink of an eye, he went to hide in the closet, and my mom pulled him out. But while she was going to the bathroom, he hid in a cupboard under the dressing table and took a big bump on his head. Over the next few days, the teacher called several times to tell him that he only needed to hide into various wooden cabinets in the blink of an eye. Another time, he actually crawled into a desk, but fortunately, the desk was very small so he couldn't climb in. But every time I ask him, I tell him that a big sister in red clothes is calling him in. "

His voice shook slightly, and he looked at me powerlessly.

"Ask them what was in the coffin when it was opened!" Liu Kunsheng's gaze turned cold.

I asked the Boss Cao a few times, but he always said that the interior was empty, not even wood shavings. Whether it was the coffin or the coffin inside, both were swept clean and empty.

"Is there any difference in color?" Liu Kunsheng thought for a while and asked again.

Boss Cao thought for a moment, and only said that the coffin had been buried for a long time, and the color was still bright, without the slightest bit of change in its appearance.

Liu Kunsheng's expression darkened, and suddenly said to me: "Where are the village materials that we left behind?"

Although he was saving on materials, the wood saw head was still a bit scummy right?

The Boss Cao took us to the place where the scraps were kept. His factory is big, so the scraps are dealt with once a week.

Letting his father go back first, he was very angry at the Boss Cao for using the coffin board as a coffin. He left angrily, not even giving Hu Guyue the time to do so.

I pulled Hu Guyue along and secretly asked Liu Kunsheng what was the relationship between him and that piece of trash.

"There is a rule for burial, if there is a corpse you must bury it, and even if it is incomplete you must use things to make up for it, so as to avoid reincarnation, it is still incomplete. In the worst case scenario, if there wasn't even a corpse, he would just use a coat to replace it. There's never been a word about an empty coffin, and it's even possible to use sandalwood incense as a coffin, but it doesn't have the slightest bit of accompanying death. It's too weird. " Liu Kunsheng was more knowledgeable about this.

I nodded my head as I listened. Boss Cao brought us to where the trash were and used a wooden stick to sweep through a pile of sawdust. After a while, he called us over to take a look.

Our luck is not good, because it is not the season, and there is not much waste, and it has not been treated.

He pointed to a pile of dark red wood scraps and said, "This is it. It smells good."

I was too embarrassed to not look. I reached out my hand to go over, but Liu Kunsheng pulled me back. Then, he shook his head.

"Stop looking." Hu Guyue's voice turned hoarse, he glanced at the wood dregs and said, "Don't you think that color is a little too red?"

"This is a red sandalwood, this is its own color." When Boss Cao saw us being an amateur, he immediately introduced us to the color and fragrance of purple sandalwood.

"It's stained with blood." Hu Guyue immediately interrupted his words and turned around, refusing to look any further.

"You!" Boss Cao treated me fairly well, but he was no longer polite to Hu Guyue. "You're just a kid and not eating your candy, what nonsense are you spouting?"

I know what Hu Guyue is capable of, and quietly looked at him.

Hu Guyue coldly snorted, and with a flip of his hand, he grabbed a handful of wood dregs. Then, he took a worker's water bottle from the side and sprinkled the wood dregs.

When the red splinters entered the water, they did not float but sank straight into the water. Soon after, strands of bright red substance seeped out.

"It's not that there's no corpse in the coffin. It's that the corpse has fused with the coffin." Hu Guyue held onto the water bottle, quietly looking at the blood lines that were slowly spreading out.