Chapter 637 636. Tribute

   It wasn't until Lu Han mentioned it that Stone and Shia suddenly remembered this matter.

  Since it was Browning's funeral, what about his body?

   Even if the spiritism is real, we have to start from his corpse, right?

  Why did they keep ignoring this?

Stone felt that there might be some supernatural forces interfering and affecting cognition. He stood up and felt as if his brain was bound by something thick and turbid, and the electrical signals in the ravines were difficult to spread, like He was knocked down like a sap, and he was in a daze.

  Standing still, Stone is convinced that this is the result of the cognitive tampering imposed on him by some extraordinary power that is being eliminated bit by bit.

It's like the world that a person sees when he is drunk. Although his eyes understand what it is, his head will have all kinds of thoughts. When he sees familiar people, he can't name them. Instead, he hugs strangers and howls. cry.

   It’s just that this cognitive tampering is something so trivial that they don’t even notice it.

   In everyone's perception, Browning is already a dead man, and it is not important to investigate his corpse. The important thing is to find the Horcrux or legacy left here by Daoist Heming.

   But does it really matter?

  Browning had been in a young state before his death. How he is now after his death, and whether he hides any secrets, is crucial to the advancement of the mission.

   But the three of them subconsciously ignored Browning's body, and even Browning's children didn't notice it.

   At first glance, this kind of thing has no effect, but thinking about it in reverse, using the extraordinary ability to obfuscate cognition, just to cover up Browning's body, this is indeed too big of a problem.

   Shia stood up immediately, came to the door, and called the old housekeeper.

   "Where is Mr. Browning's body?"

   Facing her question, the old housekeeper was taken aback.

   The expression on the old man's face was erratic, as if he was remembering, but also thinking.

   After waiting for a while, the old butler suddenly came back to his senses.

   "The master's body is in the coffin in the lobby, how could I forget it"

   He still seems to be complaining about his fault.

   "Take us there, Stone, you stay here and watch him."

   Shia said.

"no problem."

   Stone nodded, Byron definitely couldn't just leave it here, there must be a chosen person watching him.

Lu Bian and Shia walked towards the hall under the leadership of the old housekeeper. Lu Bian was surprised to find that they had never been to the biggest room in the house before, and this room was at the very beginning of Lu Bian and Shia. next to the room that came.

   It can be said that when they first walked out of the house, they walked in the other direction led by the old housekeeper, and they could see the hall where the coffins were displayed.

   Cognitive changes have also experienced a lot in Lu Jian's exotic tasks, but this is the first time that such a small change in details leads to a cognitive bias in the general direction.

Most of the cognitive changes that Lu Bian has experienced in the past have directly made something unrecognizable, or the truth cannot be learned in a time loop, or else it is a visual fraud that regards monsters as teddy bears, all of which are on a large scale. tampering.

   In this case, it is easy to feel a sense of incongruity. After all, the gap between reality and what you see is too great. In order to make up for one lie, a thousand lies are needed, which will eventually lead to cognitive bias and see through fraud.

   But what Lu Han and the others encountered in this Rainstorm Villa was extremely misleading.

   This kind of misdirection does not even require the help of extraordinary power, but only a certain amount of visual and verbal deception.

   The further he walked towards the hall, the more Lu Kian felt the throbbing of something about to be revealed.

   is like the first ten minutes of the college entrance examination, and when you take the test, there are several multiple-choice questions that are uncertain, and there is always a feeling that a big one is coming.

   turned the corner, Lu Bian saw the door of the hall, he walked in and saw a coffin.

   This coffin is pure black, tightly stitched, and tightly closed. The hall is arranged like a mourning hall, with a portrait of Browning hanging there.

This photo was probably taken before, but Browning in it really looks like an old man in his 70s or 80s, with a serious expression and flickering red candles, making the hall look dim. Feeling something, unpredictable.

  Lu Kian came to the coffin. At first glance, there was no problem, but after thinking about it, it was all problems.

   "The burning conditions of these candles cannot last so many days without anyone replacing them."

   Shia pointed out the doubts.

   Even the old housekeeper forgot the existence of this mourning hall, so naturally no other servants will come to renew the candle, so what does this candle rely on to keep burning?

Lu Bian carefully watched the burning of the candles for a while, and found that these candles do not consume wax, just like decorations, only the wick in the middle is constantly emitting fiery sparks, it seems to be frozen in this period of time, cannot be consumed normally.

   Similarly, the tributes placed in front of the spirit cards are also very fresh, just like the ones that have just been placed.

   Shia poked the grilled chicken with her fingers and could even feel the temperature.

  A bold thought popped into Shia's mind, she grabbed the shiny chicken thigh of the roast chicken and tore it off.

   "Ah this."

   When the old butler saw this, he wanted to stop him, but he hesitated for a while and did not continue to speak.

  I don’t know why, but this kind of disrespectful behavior to the deceased is quite normal for Shia.

   Moreover, the old butler looked at Shia's armor and felt that he would definitely not be able to beat her, so he honestly shut his mouth.

   Shia tore off the drumstick, put it in front of her nose and sniffed.

  The honey-coated roast chicken is oily on the surface, crispy on the outside, tender and juicy on the inside, and in the hand, the white meat is as attractive as a girl's soft catkin.

  Xia took a bite of the chicken thigh, and the juice contained in the meat was even more abundant. It spread directly from the lips and teeth, and flowed down the tongue into the throat. The taste was moderately salty and delicious.

"delicious."

   Shia commented that he gnawed the chicken leg until only the bones were left, regardless of whether Browning, who was enshrined, had any comments, and then stared at the other chicken leg.

   "In my hometown, all the offerings for offerings are eaten at the end. These things bear the incense and can bring good luck and good fortune."

  Lu Bian explained to the old housekeeper, then he tore off a wing and started gnawing.

  The old butler didn't dare to make a sound, he could only watch Shia and Lu Bian quickly eat up the whole enshrined chicken, full of food and drink.

  The two did not sit still after eating, and studied the coffin.

   "We're going to examine the remains."

  Lu Bian said to the old housekeeper and added another sentence.

   "Don't worry, I won't eat it."

   He and Shia looked at each other, and immediately lifted the lid of the coffin.

   removed the heavy wood, and the two took a look inside.

  In the coffin, there is no body.

   (end of this chapter)