Chapter 247 Under the Foundation On the eight construction sites, workers were working hard with their headlights on, and large and small pieces of building debris were constantly being transported out. Ranran and the others stood on the uneven mud ground, watching the huge lights gradually blend into the sky. Dawn breaks through the darkness, shining bright white light into this steel forest rooted in the soil. Building 8 looked more like a ruin than when Ranran and his friends came here before. All the steel bars and cement had been pushed away, and in the distance a worker was driving an excavator towards them. "It's time to start digging..." Shen Dinghai's eyes never left the ruins, "Cousin... what do you think is underneath?" The first thing that Ranran thought of was what the worker had said before. "Every time we build it to the eleventh floor, we can't go any higher. It's bound to collapse!" She murmured, "Eleventh floor, what do they want to say?" After being absent-minded for a moment, she suddenly raised her head and stared at the excavator, "Don't think it is what I think..."
Shen Dinghai, who was standing by, suddenly became curious, "Is that what you think, cousin? Do you know what's underneath?" Ran Ran, who always told Shen Dinghai everything, kept her mouth shut at this moment. She looked intently at the piles of soil that had been turned over, with a solemnity in her eyes that Shen Dinghai had never seen before. Shen Dinghai was a little surprised, but didn't say anything. Time passed minute by minute. No one knew how long the three excavators had been digging together or how long Ranran and the others had been waiting. Everyone at the scene could only feel that the sky was getting brighter and brighter. Finally, the driver of the excavator shouted, "We found something!" As soon as these words came out, Ran Ran took a step forward instantly, and his movements were faster than those workers who were originally surrounding the excavator. Ranran was the first person to see it. Shen Dinghai and his companions followed suit only to realize it later, and they were not even able to see the situation of the pit clearly at the first time. Their attention was all on Ranran's ugly face. "It turns out to be true..." Ran Ran's face was cold, and she seemed shocked and puzzled by what she saw. But from what she said, the scene under the foundation was clearly within her expectations. Only then did Shen Dinghai divert his attention and slowly shifted his gaze towards the pit. This sight almost frightened him to death. Buried in the shovel of soil was actually a section of limbs. After being processed by microorganisms and time, the flesh on the surface had rotted away, revealing the white leg bones mixed with the soil. The scene looked incredibly horrifying. There was a moment of dead silence, and then a loud shout broke out from the crowd. Like the originally calm water surface suddenly boiling. The discussions at the scene surged up like bubbles in boiling water. "This is a human leg! It's a human! A dead person!"
"There's a dead body buried under this building?! I thought these young ladies and gentlemen were going to dig up some antiques!" "Building 8 can never be repaired. Could it be because of this dead man?!" "Yes! This has been the case since ancient times! Building buildings and bridges all require attention to Feng Shui. This place already has its own appearance. If you insist on building something on top of it, it will destroy the original appearance!" "This is unjust! If we don't find a way to resolve this situation, there's no way we can finish building the building!" When the crowd heard the words "Heaven will not tolerate this", they were horrified and could not help but ask. "Resolve it? How? Do we need to ask a Feng Shui master? And what does Feng Shui have to do with the dead?" "You idiot, what I mean is that this place must not have been used to bury the dead like it is now! Look at how deep the excavator dug to dig out the body. You can imagine how big a hole was dug here to bury the body." "I see! What it means is that it's not the eight buildings that changed the feng shui of this place, but the pit where people are buried!" "How stupid! If digging a grave has an impact, then building a building will definitely have an even bigger impact! Besides... cremation is being promoted now, who would want to bury a serious dead person like this?" "Not to mention the coffin, there's not even a straw mat. He was just buried in the ground like that. Someone must have murdered him!" "It's easy for people who are murdered to become evil spirits after they die!" "With the influence of feng shui and the curse of ghosts, it's a wonder this building can be built!" Every word of the whispers from the crowd reached Shen Dinghai's ears. He looked at Ranran's solemn profile and seemed to be hesitant to speak. "Cousin... Is this the woman who was killed by the lucky beads business?" Ranran slowly turned her head and looked at Shen Dinghai, her eyes a little cold, like the cold light revealed when a weapon is sharpened. "It's them." Before Shen Dinghai had time to react to what these three words meant, he heard Ranran say again. “Keep digging.” Just three short words, but no one present dared to ignore them. The workers hurriedly got the severed limb out of the shovel and retreated to a safe area, and the excavator operator immediately continued working. Ran Ran pursed her lips and suddenly said, "One master is enough. Please move slowly." Everyone was shocked. The person who had insisted on being the fastest before had changed his mind now. They only saw the girl lowering her long eyelashes and pursing her lower lips, showing a kind of stubbornness. "At least try to preserve their bodies." When the workers on the scene heard this, they were horrified at first, with a lot of guesses in their minds but they didn't dare to say it out loud. But one thing is the same. They probably knew that these women buried under the foundation were murdered. They have been wronged and they feel aggrieved. The occasional whimpering sounds on the construction site might be their wandering souls crying.
They thought of their wives, their mothers, their daughters. A worker said, "I don't think we should use an excavator, just dig by hand!" Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, only to see a determination gradually revealed in the worker's eyes. As they watched, a determination unconsciously formed in their eyes. "Okay! Let's dig it manually! Anyway, this pit is already this big and deep! The follow-up won't take much effort!" "Add me one!" "I still have!" For a moment, the scene was full of workers who volunteered to help, and the excavator master looked at Ranran hesitantly. "Little girl, this..." Ranran raised her eyes. Although her eyes were full of sadness, she curved the corners of her lips, revealing a smile like a spring breeze breaking through the ice and snow. "I want to thank everyone on their behalf. Even though we are separated by the Yin and Yang, I will try my best to pass on this warmth to them." Although the workers were confused about what this meant for a moment, how could a little girl convey warmth to the dead? Was she burning paper as a sacrifice? But they basically understood that Ranran agreed to let them start digging, so they started to act. Zhang Wei had contacted her colleagues from the Public Security Bureau as soon as she first discovered the remains, and now they have also joined the excavation team. Although a worker had said before that the excavator had completed a large part of the work and the exposed pit was already large and deep, the remaining part would still take a lot of time using only manpower. But no one present was impatient, and silence and sweat spread across the scene. No one spoke. The light in the sky soon became brighter and brighter, and as time passed, more and more bodies were dug out. "Here's one! Come and give me a hand!" "coming!" "That's true! It's really a sin..." The longer the digging took, the more complicated the workers' expressions became. "So many... What on earth is this..." In the blink of an eye, the sun rose above our heads. Although the weather was clearly getting colder day by day, everyone's face and body were covered with sweat. But no one could tell whether the sweat was caused by the hard work of digging and carrying, or by the fear caused by the scene before them. "there is none left……" After confirming it again and again, the worker gritted his teeth and whispered this sentence. Ranran scraped the mud off his hands with a sullen look. Thirty-three female corpses were neatly placed on the open space nearby. Due to insufficient tools at the scene, only some of the bodies were covered with cloth or oil paper. The remaining bodies were covered with clean tops that the workers had taken off long ago.
There was a flicker of emotion in Ranran's eyes. "Thirty-three bodies, eleven floors. That's why eight buildings can't be repaired."