Chapter 135

fear

Mrs. Luo, who was always dignified and elegant, was stumbling at this moment. The paleness made the wrinkles on her forehead particularly obvious. Her tears fell on the coffin. Looking at her little son who was covered in blood with wide eyes, she wailed and threw herself on the coffin, leaning over to protect him tightly.

She cried uncontrollably until she was hoarse.

When she learned that her beloved youngest son had been murdered outside the city, she fainted immediately. When she woke up, she heard that the coffin was going to be opened for an autopsy.

She could accept opening the coffin, but she absolutely could not perform an autopsy.

Everyone is dead.

And also be blasphemed.

"Everyone go away, everyone go away, no one can touch my baby, no one can."

They hadn't seen each other for several years and only saw each other's letters once every few months. She missed her son so much that she became sick.

In order to wait for his return, she started decorating their courtyard a year ago, thinking about what he liked and needed, and did everything herself, even the pattern and fabric of the pillows were selected by her.

now.

But they all became buried with him.

How could she accept this?

"Then close the coffin."

Shangguan Shujue knew that it was useless to say more, so he decisively took a step back.

Turn your head.

He looked at Jiang Zhaoying and saw that Jiang Zhaoying had an indifferent expression and didn't seem to care, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Minister Luo looked helpless and raised his hand slightly.

The servants then carried a new coffin lid and closed the coffin.

“Boom.”

As soon as the first nail was hammered in, another click was heard.

Amidst all the shocked gazes, everyone saw a crack appearing at the place where the nail was inserted. The crack spread along that place and finally meandered to the other end of the coffin lid.

The entire coffin lid was cracked.

"ah……"

The old lady was so frightened that she trembled all over and took two quick steps back. Everyone looked at her in fear, not knowing what it meant for a moment.

"What's going on? What on earth is going on?"

That's right.

The daughter of the Imperial Observatory is here, what's her name? Old Madam Luo looked around in panic, then grabbed Jiang Zhaoying's wrist.

"You can observe the sky and see ghosts and gods. Tell me, what happened?"

"Old lady."

Jiang Zhaoying slowly pulled her hand out, and Minister Luo stepped forward and hugged his mother in his arms.

"I've read in ancient books that this usually happens when someone has been wronged and resented so much that he doesn't want to die in vain and wants revenge."

"But you didn't allow Mr. Shangguan to perform an autopsy. If you want me to summon the soul, I'll have to pay you with some things from your Luo Mansion."

"Mother, let him test it."

The Second Master Luo and the Third Master Luo stepped forward with red eyes to persuade them.

"If they can't redress Fourth Brother's grievances, it won't be too late for you to punish them. If there is really an injustice and they find it out, we can avenge Fourth Brother, right?"

then.

Everyone's eyes fell on Minister Luo. Minister Luo lowered his eyes and looked at Old Madam Luo. Old Madam Luo cried and shook her head, firmly disagreeing. Seeing her like this, Minister Luo sighed, turned around and asked Shangguan Shujue with some embarrassment.

"Brother, if we force the burial and do something to calm the situation, is that ok?"

Shangguan Shujue understood what this meant. It was to do something and suppress the corpse soul together to prevent his resentment from spreading.

But this kind of thing can only be managed in the village but not in the root cause. It can only be guaranteed for one year, not two years.

"I have encountered this kind of thing three times. They were all caused by great injustice. The host family had a guilty conscience, so they forced the burial. The worst result was that within a month, the entire family went crazy or died, and even the poultry were not spared. If you want to force the burial, brother-in-law, I can't guarantee what the consequences will be."

Shangguan Shujue turned around and looked at Jiang Zhaoying, bowing to her.

"Miss Jiang, can you see anything?"

"resentment."

Jiang Zhaoying looked towards the door. It was apparently calm, but for some reason, everyone could feel a cold and brutal wind blowing around their necks. Not only was the back of their neck cold, but the entire back of their head was cold.

At this time.

A servant ran in and whispered something in Minister Luo's ear.

original.

Minister Luo sent someone to invite Jiang Jianzheng over, but when Jiang Jianzheng heard that his daughter was in Luo Mansion, he quickly waved his hand and said that the effect would definitely be better with Jiang Zhaoying there, and there was no need for him to go over at all.

Minister Luo's expression gradually became heavy, and he looked at Jiang Zhaoying with a little more fear.