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The Zhenxi Mass Grave.
For the third time, the Luoyang Shovel brought out a knot made of human hair, and Xu Wenshan set up the Ultraviolet Lamp beside the excavation site. Under the light, the soil layers revealed seven layers of Hair Net, each embedded with fragments of a Lipstick Coffin. At the deepest point, the bottom board of a coffin was etched with marks resembling Comb Teeth, and black-red Corpse Wax accumulated in the grooves.
"This isn't a burial pit; it's a weaving workshop."
Chen Yu's voice suddenly echoed as he shone his police flashlight towards Xu Wenshan's feet. "Each corpse is like a spindle." Following the beam of light, they saw a half-bone wrapped in Hair, its end tied to a Carved Wooden Comb—the very one that had gone missing from the teahouse's secret room.
As the two pried open the Coffin Lid, a foul stench mingled with the acrid smell of tung oil filled the air. The female corpse inside wore a wedding dress from the Republic of China, her hands frozen in a hair-combing pose, with forty-nine sewing needles stuck in her hairdo. Chen Yu used tweezers to peel back the hair ornaments, revealing a rotting scalp marked with the character "殁," (death) perfectly matching the carving on the wooden comb found at the Li Xiuyun case site.
"Yin Marriage requires seven lifetimes of calamities." Chen Yu flipped through his grandfather's Criminal Investigation Notes, where yellowed pages depicted a star chart of Hair Nets. "The Zhou Family marries a First Wife every seven years using seven Yin Shus, accumulating to form a Rebirth Formation over forty-nine years." His hand suddenly froze as a wedding invitation from 1996 slipped out from between the pages, prominently featuring Zhou Fulai's name in the groom's section.
In the Antique Shop Secret Room, Xu Wenshan pried open a hidden door with a wooden comb, revealing half a blood-stained scalp stuck in the copper lock hole. In the center of the secret room stood an Eight Immortals Table, where forty-nine wooden combs were arranged in a river and Luo number formation, each Comb Teeth adorned with cut Hair.
When he examined a Republican Wedding Comb under his Magnifying Glass, he discovered tiny inscriptions on its back: "Bing Xu Year, Hai Hour, Three Quarters, borrowed four taels and nine coins using Yin Fa."
Suddenly, his phone vibrated; an urgent report from the Evidence Department indicated that Widow Lin's DNA had a maternal genetic relationship with the female corpse from the Republic of China. Xu Wenshan stumbled backward and knocked over an altar dedicated to spirit tablets. The back of one tablet revealed blood-written characters: "Zhou Linshi, born in Bing Xu, died in Bing Shen, Forty-Nine Calamities Reincarnation."
A chilling wind surged as the Hair in the comb array suddenly tightened like violin strings. Xu Wenshan pulled out his Swiss Army knife to cut through the Hair; black blood sprayed from the severed ends and splattered against the wall, forming a star chart.
In that chart, the North Star Position suddenly opened a bloody eye, reflecting Widow Lin combing her hair at Qinghe Tailor Shop—her wooden comb was growing new teeth.
Xu Wenshan followed the blood trail to Zhen Dong Ancestral Hall, where family trees on the offering table moved without wind. When he flipped to Zhou Mingde's page, ink characters began to shift and rearrange themselves into forty-nine names marked by red circles—each one representing individuals who had gone missing in recent years from Xushi Shengren. The latest red circle was oozing blood and encircled none other than Xu Wenshan's name.
Suddenly, a Lipstick Coffin fell from an overhead beam in the ancestral hall; as the Coffin Lid flew open, seven Wooden Combs shot out. Xu Wenshan rolled to evade them as Comb Teeth grazed his cheek and embedded themselves into the offering table, forming the shape of Beidou's seven stars.
The female corpse slowly sat up, revealing the face of Widow Lin beneath the wedding gown of the Republic of China. The Jade Thimble nestled in her hair suddenly exploded, shooting out forty-nine poisoned silver needles.
"Only three more Yin Fa left," Zhou Huaisheng's figure flickered among the ancestral tablets. The Wenwan Walnut in his hand had completely cracked open, and a fetal corpse was rapidly growing. "Mr. Xu's Xu Time soul, Widow Lin's afterlife hair, plus..." He suddenly pointed to a hidden compartment beneath the offering table, where Chen Yu's police sidearm lay.
As Xu Wenshan lunged for the hidden compartment, the threshold of the ancestral hall suddenly rose with a Hair Net. Widow Lin's scissors came slicing through the air, catching his collar.
In a critical moment, Chen Yu kicked open the back window of the ancestral hall. The beam of an ultraviolet flashlight shone directly on Zhou Huaisheng's face—his visage resembled a melting candle, revealing the skeletal remains of a Republican Groom beneath.
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