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At the bottom of the Bone Needle, small characters were engraved: Seven Stars Borrowing Longevity, Soul Exchange at the Hour of the Rat.
Suddenly, the sound of shattering porcelain echoed from the basement. Chen Mo kicked open the wooden door leading to the cellar, and the beam of his flashlight illuminated eight Ceramic Jars arranged in a Bagua formation, each containing the remains of an animal.
In the center, a Purple Clay Pot was covered by a Yellow Talisman. When he lifted it, he was shocked to find seven decaying right hands, each adorned with a Silver Ring engraved with the Lin Family Crest on their ring fingers.
"What is this... severed fingers of seven generations?" A wave of nausea rose in Chen Mo's throat. Suddenly, one of the outer Ceramic Jars cracked open, and a palm-sized corpse beetle crawled out, its shell naturally adorned with patterns resembling the Big Dipper.
The laughter of Paper Man and Maiden echoed from all directions. Chen Mo grabbed a shard of the Peach Wood Sword, slicing his palm; as droplets of blood fell into the incense burner, the Seven Corpse Oil Lamps ignited with green flames simultaneously.
The firelight revealed hidden compartments on the wall, neatly stacked with thirty urns of ashes, each sealed with a blood-stained fingerprint.
"Lin Family's Thirty Members..." As Chen Mo counted to the seventeenth urn, he noticed that the inscription had changed to "Madam Lin Qiu Yu", but the date of death was marked as Fifteen Years Ago, on Lunar July Fifteenth.
Suddenly, candlelight flickered deep within the cellar. Following the light, Chen Mo passed through an archway but was stunned by what he saw—ninety-nine Paper Men kneeling in unison before a Ritual Altar, which displayed a memorial portrait of Lin Qiuyu in her wedding dress.
The background of the photo was not the Lin Family Old Residence, but rather a wooden cabinet from the Principal's Office. The sound of a copper bell suddenly rang out. Turning around, Chen Mo saw a Paper Bride floating toward the Ritual Altar, its paper hands able to hold a real White Porcelain Wine Cup. As it splashed wine onto the memorial portrait, Lin Qiuyu in the photo suddenly turned her eyes, and blood oozed from her mouth.
At that moment, his phone regained signal, and an urgent message from Forensic Doctor Zhou popped up on his screen: "The principal underwent heart transplant surgery this morning; the donor was... Lin Qiuyu!"
The candles on the Ritual Altar burst into sparks as Chen Mo noticed dark patterns appearing around the frame of the memorial portrait—it was a unique anti-counterfeiting mark from Tong Ren Tang.
When he reached out to touch the frame, the Paper Bride suddenly shattered into pieces, revealing a brass key among the paper scraps, inscribed with three seal characters: "Land God Shrine".
A rumbling sound echoed from deep within the cellar as bricks shifted. Gripping the key tightly, Chen Mo rushed toward the source of the noise and discovered that at the end of a hidden passage was a room styled like a Diagnosis Room from the Republic of China era.
Blood-stained talismans were scattered across a rusty operating table, and handwriting in a medical record book matched exactly with notes from the Principal's Office.
"On July 15, 2003, seventh blood transfusion completed; however, cracks appeared in the Zhenhun Bell..." As he read this aloud, the shadowless lamp in the diagnosis room suddenly exploded.
Amidst flying shards of glass, seven paper figures burst through a window carrying a thin coffin; inside lay a jade ring engraved with "Jia Shen", resting on red silk.
The cold light emanating from the Sandalwood Frame felt like corpse wax in Chen Mo's hand. In the memorial portrait, Lin Qiuyu, dressed in her golden-thread wedding dress, sat gracefully in an armchair; behind her stood an intricately carved screen.
The date printed in the lower right corner of the photo was July 15, 2004—the day after the tragic events of the Lin Family Massacre Case occurred fifteen years ago.
"This is a case of double exposure." As he spoke, Forensic Doctor Zhou picked up one edge of the photograph with tweezers. "A digitally aged photo created using modern technology; however..." He suddenly tilted it toward a light source. "There’s an actual old glass plate sandwiched between layers."
The antiseptic smell in the forensic room was suddenly overpowered by an oddly sweet odor. Watching as two images overlapped on a projector screen revealed that Lin Qiuyu's wedding dress perfectly matched that of her spirit hall from fifteen years ago at Lin Family Ancestral Hall.
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