Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 1693: Someone Must Have Cleaned It Up

Chapter 1693: Someone Must Have Cleaned It Up

Ning Shu suspected that the people who were killed had been killed while they were unconscious. The people in the same room hadn’t noticed anything, so maybe everyone in the room had been dead asleep.

Ning Shu sniffed but didn’t smell anything in the house. She checked everywhere and found a pile of delicate ash at the foot of the wall behind the door. They were in small broken off mounds.

Someone had lit incense in the house.

Ning Shu put a bit of the ash on the tip of her finger and smelled it. There was no smell at all.

The uncle came over and crouched beside Ning Shu, looking at the ash.

“Hidden fragrance.” The uncle said bluntly.

Ning Shu was a little surprised. She heard of it and knew that the incense didn’t have any smell.

The incense had a powerful calming effect. When the legendary Hua Tuo sc.r.a.ped the bones of Guan Yu to remove poison, he lit a stick of hidden fragrance, so Guan Yu didn’t feel any pain at all. While his bones were being sc.r.a.ped, he drank wine and ate, laughed and played chess.*

Similarly, the victims were completely unconscious and everyone in the room was dead asleep.

Ning Shu walked to the two girls who were cowering at the corner of the bed. She reached out to pinch the girls’ arms but they didn’t seem to feel any pain at all.

This wasn’t found in the room before, so someone must have cleaned it up.

Hidden fragrance was a very rare and hard to craft item. It had a secret recipe that had long been lost and there was no such item on the market.

Rare things were definitely expensive, outrageously so.

Was it possible for something like this to appear in a place like this?

749 leaned in to Ning Shu’s side and said, ”In this group, excluding the dead Pan Chen, Fan Junyang’s family is the richest.”

Ning Shu glanced at the bloodied Fan Junyang. He was slumped on the floor, leaning against the wall.

All these indications showed that Fan Junyang was the most suspicious.

The uncle stood up and told Ning Shu, “Get the body down.”

“My hand is crippled,” said Ning Shu as she lifted her hand.

“I’ll do it.” 749 said.

749 was strong enough to carry the bodies which were tied together downstairs.

The uncle told Fan Junyang, “Gather everyone in the living room.”

“Alright.” Fan Junyang struggled to stand up. Earlier he had b.u.mped his head too hard and was dizzy. Even then, he still went to call everyone.

Ning Shu followed the uncle to the living room. The old woman looked at the corpses in the courtyard and mouthed that evil was here.

“Can’t you guys get out of here!? What have you messed with!?” The old woman said in a panic.

“You must leave, please. I don’t want your money!” The old woman was pivoting on her crutches. She looked panicked, scared and in stark contrast to Xiao Lan behind her.

Xiao Lan’s expression was a little dazed. Since she couldn’t see, even if she knew someone was dead, she couldn’t see how they died.

Xiao Lan was the only one in the group who was truly fearless.

Fan Junyang called everyone down. The living room was filled with people, all of whom were trembling with fear.

There was also a frightened girl who was giggling continuously. Her smile was creepy, especially when there was such a tense and scary atmosphere.

“Advisor, what exactly should we do?” Fan Junyang looked about to fall apart. He said, shouting, “I f*cking can’t take it anymore!”

The uncle asked indifferently, “So what do you want to do? Leave?”

“I’d rather leave than stay in a place like this. There are ghosts here! I really can’t take it anymore!” Fan Junyang’s voice changed and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

“You’re the ones who got involved with something and brought it here! Yet now you’re saying that this place is haunted.” The old woman twisted her cane indignantly.

Xiao Lan pulled on the old woman’s clothing and said, “Grandma, it’s snowing outside. How can we ask them to leave?”

“Then do we let these people die in our house!? How can we allow that!? How are we supposed to keep living in this house!?” The old woman’s voice rose.

Editor: Kai

Translator: Kaho