The Mourning Hall looked very eerie, but after entering, he did not see a single ghost or encounter any danger.
Jiang Qiao did not pay attention to the wreaths and Scrolls of Condolence.
He walked straight to the coffin, grabbed its edge, and with a bang, flung the lid away.
"Bang!"
A corpse wearing a black shroud was immediately revealed inside the coffin.
The corpse belonged to an old man.
His expression was relaxed and his bearing peaceful. The wrinkles on his face showed that he was quite old. He should have passed away rather peacefully, without a struggle or much suffering.
But the problem was...
Why was there an old man's corpse here?
Jiang Qiao pressed down on the corpse. Rigor mortis was still present, but the body had already begun to soften. He could initially conclude that the man had died roughly two days ago.
Friends who often dealt with corpses should know that normal rigor mortis gradually eased after twenty-four to forty-eight hours.
It was a gradual process rather than a sudden release, so the condition of this corpse should have been right around that point.
"Not a ghost."
"Just a normal corpse."
After examining it, Jiang Qiao searched around again, but found no information about the deceased's identity.
This was just an ordinary Mourning Hall.
However, when he left the Mourning Hall and prepared to continue down the corridor, a problem appeared.
He turned a corner.
Another identical Mourning Hall appeared.
Not only was the arrangement the same,
Even the corpse inside the coffin was identical!
There were differences, however.
They were extremely subtle.
The change was in the lighting.
It had not grown dimmer. Rather, the white light had gradually acquired wisps of pale yellow.
Very faint.
Without careful observation, it was difficult to distinguish.