Lu Tong stopped in her tracks.
At the very edge of the burial mound, a few bodies lay exposed on the flat ground.
Perhaps because the heavy snow made it too cold and brought an early dusk, the execution ground staff hadn't even covered these fresh corpses with burial cloths, letting the white snow pile up layer upon layer, freezing the bodies into frosty white, hard ice sculptures.
The girl squatted down, rubbed her hands together, and, by the dim moonlight, began proficiently searching over the bodies with her hands.
After a moment of searching, Lu Tong found a corpse that was to her satisfaction.
It was the body of a headless, burly man who seemed to be middle-aged, more robust than the other corpses. He should be able to meet Lady Yun's needs.
