Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The Wen family ancestral hall on the other side.

The Wen family stood there with numb expressions. This incident was too much of a shock to them. They thought they had attracted some evil spirit, but they didn't expect that their ancestor was the source.

If they had not been discovered, they would have died quietly, no, they would not have been able to rest in peace even after death.

Wen Sheng straightened his expression, thought of what Su Chen said and said, "Dad, now is not the time to be sad. We haven't finished what the master asked us to do."

Mr. Wen came back to his senses and looked at him blankly.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Master Su told us to carefully check the ancestral hall. I think that since he said that, there must be something wrong with the ancestral hall. Let's look here first."

"...Well, you bring your bodyguards to look for it."

Old Wen's eyes dimmed. In the past, out of respect for his ancestors, he would never touch anything in the ancestral hall, but now the behavior of that ancestor was really hard to describe.

The master mentioned this before he left, saying that there must be a problem and they should investigate it carefully.

Wen Sheng had a table brought over, put all the wooden signs on it, and began to check inside and out, almost turning the rat hole over to take a look.

His eyes fell on a golden Buddha. The Wen family was originally a family of scholars and they were not very fond of things like gold, but that was only because their ancestors had told them so in their books.

The golden Buddha must never be touched, or if it is left by someone, then what secret does this golden Buddha have?

Seeing that he was staring at the golden Buddha, Elder Wen said in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong? Are you wondering what's wrong with the golden Buddha?"

Wen Sheng paused and said, "I'm not sure, Dad. Can I smash this golden Buddha and see if I can fix it? If there's no problem, I can have someone repair it tomorrow."

"...!!"

After a long while, Mr. Wen turned his face away and closed his eyes, pretending he heard nothing.

Seeing this, Wen Sheng understood and raised his hand to signal the bodyguard to break it open and see. With the sound of "dong dong dong", the golden Buddha was soon cracked and something fell out.

Everyone looked at the ground together. The light in the room was bright, so they could see the thing clearly at a glance. It was a white finger bone.

The bodyguard picked it up and looked at it, then said in a deep voice, "Boss, this looks like... the remains of a child, probably about one year old. Do you still want to smash it?"

The appearance of a child's corpse in the golden Buddha is chilling to think about. The Buddha is supposed to be the most compassionate, but there are human corpses sealed inside.

Wen Sheng's heart sank, and his eyes suddenly became much deeper.

That's exactly what he thought. No wonder Master Su left such meaningful words. If people outside knew about this, the Wen family would probably become the laughing stock of everyone.

Damn it, let him know who did it and never let him off easily.

He took a deep breath and said coldly, "Smash it all. Smash it all for me."

The bodyguard nodded: "Yes, boss."

For a moment, the only sounds in the ancestral hall were banging sounds. After all the golden Buddhas were smashed open, the bodyguard felt a chill down his spine when he saw the twisted skeleton.

It was an extremely twisted posture, with the skeleton of his shoulders slung behind his back and a rope hanging around his neck, as if he was being forced to look up.

The bodyguard carefully looked at the inner wall of the golden Buddha. His eyes fell on the scratches and his pupils shrank. He looked at those fine scratches in disbelief.

Scratches? No one is unaware of what they mean.

That is to say, the child in the golden Buddha was still alive when he was sealed inside. How is this possible? Then how was the golden Buddha sealed? Was a living person sealed inside?

The bodyguard felt a sense of unease at the thought, and his expression collapsed. "Boss, come and take a look. This child was sealed in alive."

Wen Sheng was shocked when he heard that. He walked towards him, squatted down, picked up a piece of debris and looked at it in the light. The scratches on it were obviously made by fingernails.

There are also some dark marks, which should be the blood that has turned black due to long-term oxidation.