ragginovel Chapter 701 - 700: Facial Reconstruction
Chapter 701 - 700: Facial Reconstruction
This doubt made these guards, although showing no reaction in their actions, look at each other. Some already had doubt and hesitation in their eyes, seemingly afraid that blindly trusting their former Guard Commander Lin Kun would lead them to stand on the wrong side and end up doing the wrong thing.
Zhu Yu snorted coldly, signaling Fu Lu to stop looking for the edge of the fake skin and return here.
"I know that seeing his face might make you doubt what we say, which is only natural. After all, we all believe in seeing is believing." She turned around, her gaze sweeping across the guards, "Everyone present here served in the Prince Mansion when Prince Lan and several of his sons were still alive. You must know the past events better than outsiders like us.
Over the years, there’s no need for me to elaborate on how bizarre this person’s behavior has been.
Today, daring to confront him here, we certainly aren’t unprepared.
I believe everyone remembers that Prince Lan once contracted a strange illness, which only a Divine Doctor could treat. Afterward, that Divine Doctor gained Prince Lan’s deep trust, being kept at his side every day until he suddenly died without warning."
Listening to Zhu Yu, the guards nodded. They vividly remembered the event because it initiated a series of tragedies within the Prince Mansion.
"If I’m not mistaken, Prince Lan in your memory should be much more tall and mighty than the current person sitting here, right? Did he tell you that he lost so much weight because he was devastated by the Divine Doctor’s sudden death?
Have you ever questioned something?
The one who died back then, was he truly the mysterious Divine Doctor?"
The question Zhu Yu threw out immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, including the powerless Prince Lan, who also stared at Zhu Yu fixedly, his expression becoming more tense.
As for the guards, they didn’t show much surprise at this question.
In fact, over the past decade or so, they had privately pondered and secretly mused over this overly bold speculation, but they had never dared to voice it out.
"This time, we specifically located the burial place of that so-called ’Divine Doctor’ and unearthed his skull." Zhu Yu looked around, smiling calmly and composedly, as if she were discussing something as ordinary as philosophical discourse, "I’m not talented, but I happen to have learned the skill of ’Bone Healing’ from my master.
Today, in front of everyone, I will restore the appearance of the person who died back then, so that everyone can see who the deceased actually was."
Her words caused a stir among the crowd, and even the guests showed surprised expressions.
Prince Lan’s cheeks twitched a few times, his eyes locked onto Zhu Yu, seemingly worried but also suspecting that she was bluffing and trying to scare people.
After Zhu Yu finished speaking, Lu Qing clapped his hands, and the recently departed Hong Liu’er returned, now holding a large wooden box.
Following behind him were several guards, each carrying a tray with some clay and sculpting knives.
Those items weren’t anything unusual. Craftsmen making clay figurines frequently used them, so everyone’s attention naturally shifted to the wooden box in Hong Liu’er’s hands, speculating what it contained.
Hong Liu’er approached, motioning for a nearby guard to move a low table over, then carefully placed the wooden box on it, respectfully stepping aside.
Zhu Yu walked over, sat down at the low table, opened the wooden box, and slowly lifted a skull from inside.
At the sight of the chilling white skull, those around were shocked, with several nearby guests nearly stumbling backward in fear, rolling quite a distance away.
Calmly, Zhu Yu moved the wooden box away, placing the skull upright on a piece of silk on the low table, showing a respectful attitude. Then she took the clay and sculpting tools from the side, beginning to apply and sculpt them on the skull.
Her actions were skillful and natural, sending chills down the spines of the onlookers.
Just looking at the human skull unsettled them, and imagining having to touch it was enough to scare them to death.
Among all present, only Lu Qing maintained the same calm demeanor as Zhu Yu, standing aside, intently watching her work as if appreciating a masterpiece.
Chang Yu, although aware of Zhu Yu’s plan and knowing that Hong Liu’er had procured a skull for her, couldn’t help but show surprise seeing her handle it so casually, and upon seeing Lu Qing’s undisguised admiration, he felt further intrigued and more admiring.
Zhu Yu skillfully covered the originally bare skull with clay, then slowly used a sculpting knife to chisel out the facial lines, revealing features like cheekbones, nose bridge, cheeks, lips, gradually shaping an appearance.
After a while, Zhu Yu slightly stretched her sore neck, set down her tools, moved her body backward, and showcased the skull to those around her: "Everyone, please take a look."
The veteran guards of the Prince Mansion, initially filled with skepticism, gathered around to see clearly the reconstructed face on the skull by Zhu Yu.
This look shocked everyone, their faces displaying horror.
The head placed on the low table, though sculpted from clay with no eyebrows, hair, beard, or eyes, undeniably bore a striking resemblance to Prince Lan.
To be precise, it resembled the Prince Lan in the guards’ memory, reminiscent of the Prince Lan from over a decade ago, even more so than the one slumped in the chair!
Zhu Yu watched the expressions on those people’s faces with satisfaction, silently sighing. Indeed, it’s valuable to have many skills; back then, many believed with more precise and advanced technology, the original cranial restoration was too imprecise and obsolete, unnecessary to learn.
Yet, she found it interesting, so she learned it for fun, never expecting that this seemingly impractical skill would prove to be of such great use today.