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The Ultraviolet Lamp Tube in the Forensic Laboratory buzzed softly as Chen Yu peered through the protective mask at the slide containing Sophora Wood Shavings. When the magnification was adjusted to 2000 times, the gaps in the wood fibers revealed miniature seal scripts, each stroke composed of dried blood cells.
"This is not ordinary Thunderstruck Wood," Master Wang, an old woodworker specially hired by the Provincial Department, tapped the Spectrometer screen. "Look at the abnormal peaks in the Carbon-14 test—these Huang Mu were struck by lightning three times in 1949, 1968, and 1996."
His withered finger traced the chromatogram. "Each time after being struck, they were soaked in human blood, with blood types O, AB, and..."
"And matching my blood type." Chen Yu tugged at his collar, revealing an old scar at his collarbone that glimmered with a purplish hue. "Three years ago, when I was collecting evidence here, I was scratched by a wooden splinter."
Suddenly, the laboratory lost power. As the emergency lights flickered on, everyone noticed that all Huang Mu samples were oozing blood. Old Zhang grabbed a centrifuge tube to catch Blood Bead when a Test Tube suddenly exploded, sending shards of glass flying against the wall to form the Big Dipper constellation.
In the center of the star formation was a Jade Thimble, with a needle threaded through Gray-White Strands—exactly what Widow Lin had left behind three days ago when she went missing.
At Zhenxi Coffin Shop, Xu Wenshan kicked open the crooked wooden door, and a foul odor mingled with the musty scent of tung oil assaulted his senses. Ninety-six-year-old Old Sun lay sprawled beside the planer, his right hand tightly clutching a bloodied Yin Wood comb, with several fibers from a police uniform trapped within it.
When he illuminated the corpse with Purple Light, he discovered that fluorescent Sophora Tree bark was embedded in the old man's nail seams—identical to the samples Chen Yu had analyzed in the lab.
"The old man left a message." The forensic technician Xiao Wu pried open the deceased's left hand to reveal half of a Rebirth Knot drawn in blood on his palm. "The mortuary worker said he suddenly mumbled this morning about 'forty-nine thin coffins not being able to hold it down.'" As soon as he finished speaking, the blood crust beneath the planer began to writhe and surged forth large amounts of Gray-White Strands, with a wooden comb piercing Xu Wenshan's throat.
At that moment, as Chen Yu raised his gun and shattered the comb, the entire Coffin Shop trembled violently. The Eight Immortals Table in the corner suddenly cracked open, revealing an account book from the Republic of China hidden within.
Xu Wenshan used tweezers to flip through the brittle pages and saw under the entry for "Bing Xu Year July": "Received Xushi Shengren forty-nine; bled three liters to nourish Yin Wood."
"This isn't a Coffin Shop; it's a blood pool." Chen Yu's tactical boots crushed the tiles beneath him, exposing a dark red layer of clay underneath. The soil brought up by his Luoyang Shovel was mixed with human teeth and nail covers; probes indicated that seven Red Lacquer Coffins were buried five meters underground, arranged exactly like those in Zhenxi Burial Mound.
The shadowless lamp on the Autopsy Table illuminated Old Sun's scalp to a ghastly white. When Old Zhang sliced open his scalp, something suddenly jammed his scalpel.
What he extracted with tweezers was half of a Jade Thimble, threaded with polyester thread produced in 2016—belonging to the same batch as that found on Li Xiuyun's corpse.
"There’s something in the deceased’s mouth." Chen Yu inserted an Endoscope into his throat; on the display screen appeared a decayed face. Xu Wenshan recognized it as Zhou Huaisheng's visage, but what was even more chilling was that lodged in the corpse's trachea was a Huai Wood Plaque inscribed on one side with "Chen Guohua 1996" and on the other side "Chen Yu 2016."
The laboratory lost power once more; when backup power activated, everyone discovered that all Refrigerator doors were wide open. Li Xiuyun's corpse sat upright in a wheelchair, her Braids sewn onto her head disassembling and reassembling themselves automatically while casting a projection of a Rebirth Knot onto the wall.
As Old Zhang reached out to touch the projection, forty-nine Acupuncture Needle Deployment s shot out from the ventilation shaft, pinning him to the Spectrometer.
"This is a warning." Xu Wenshan pried open Old Zhang's tightly clenched fist, revealing a half-drawn "Zhou" character painted in blood on his palm. "They know we've uncovered the matter of Yinmu Nourishing Soul."
Suddenly, he shone an Ultraviolet Lamp on the Huai Wood Plaque, and hidden fluorescent characters emerged: " Three-Quarter Hour of the Dog, Nirvana Formation Eye."
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