This was a single coffin. Sun Yaozu lay underneath, and Gao Xuan lay on her side on top of him.
At first glance, it looked like a scene of lovers committing suicide together.
The two stick figures, stripped of their limbs and tongues, could only express their fear and pleas through their eyes and facial expressions.
Qi An was still dressed as a bride, "standing" on the other end of the coffin with her feet not touching the ground.
"Look at this, what a touching story of free love! Living together in the same bed and dying together in the same grave. Sister An'an, you are so kind."
Fu Gui sighed.
"It's alright, it's alright. I'm just too soft-hearted and can't bear to see lovers separated."
She brought her eerie face close to the couple who had committed suicide together: "I know you two are a match made in heaven, so I, a feudal dreg, will not disturb you. I offer my blessings and wish you both a long and happy life together."
Amidst the extreme fear in Sun Yaozu and Gao Xuan's eyes, Qi An waved his hand and closed the coffin lid.
Fu Gui hummed appropriately, "I thought dying for love was just an old legend..."
"Sister An'an, is that all? Isn't that letting them off too easily?"
Qi An smiled slyly: "Of course it's not over yet."
Fu Gui, now in high spirits, asked: "So?"
Qi An said, "If a normal person is buried alive, they will slowly suffocate and die after the oxygen runs out. Although the process is very painful, they will be relieved soon."
"The talismans on their bodies will keep them alive and insane even if they are buried underground for thousands or hundreds of years, as long as they are not removed. I want them to suffer in the darkness while they are still conscious."
"When I remember them someday, the talisman will spontaneously combust, burning them on the spot and scattering their souls."
Fu Gui clapped his hands: "Being unable to live and unable to die is much more satisfying than killing them with a knife."
Qi An smoothed out the grave mound, and grass and trees grew, making it impossible to tell that someone was buried there.
Daylight broke.
The servants of the Sun family, seeing that the master and mistress had not gotten up for a long time, pushed open the door to check.
After the screams subsided, Sun's mother, who was unconscious on the ground, and Sun's father, who was barely alive due to blood loss, were discovered.
Sun's mother was so frightened that she woke up after the doctor gave her a few acupuncture needles.
"Guangzong..."
Thinking of the horrific human head she had seen last night, Sun's mother was filled with dread and screamed wildly as if she had lost her mind.
She could no longer tell whether everything that happened last night was real or a nightmare.
"Where is Guangzong? Has anyone seen Guangzong?"
"Reporting to Madam, the eldest young master... has gone missing."
She's missing? Then what about the head she saw last night?
Sun's mother led people to Sun Guangzong's courtyard, and there was nothing unusual about it, inside or out.
There was no blood, no body; Sun Guangzong seemed to have vanished into thin air.
Just as Sun's mother was about to look elsewhere, she turned her head inadvertently and noticed a pair of red embroidered shoes placed under the window.
"Ahhh..."
Grandma Sun rushed out of the yard like a madwoman, shouting, "She's back! Go find the master, go quickly..."
However, the master she was looking for had turned to ashes, and she was destined to return empty-handed.
Sun's father had only lost too much blood and was not seriously injured. He woke up quickly thanks to the power of money.
Sun's mother sat by the bedside, trembling with fear. She cried, "Master, it really is her! She's going to kill our whole family! What are we going to do?"
Mr. Sun was still shaken as he recalled the events of the previous night: "Where's Yaozu? Is he alright?"
Sun's mother was stunned. "That's right, where is Yaozu?"
If it really is Liang Huanyu's ghost seeking revenge, there's no reason for Yaozu to be let off the hook.
"Someone, quickly go and fetch the second young master."
Before the servants even arrived, a series of screams could be heard from Sun Yaozu's courtyard in the distance.
Because Sun Yaozu and Gao Xuan had been busy with business late last night, and because he was known for his bad temper, the servants in his courtyard dared not disturb them.
It was almost noon, and there was still no movement from inside the house, so the servants had no choice but to muster their courage and push open his door.
Then I witnessed that scene that resembled hell.
The once pearl-white bedding on the luxurious bed was now a deep crimson of blood, and the white carpet was soaked through with blood.
But that's not the scariest part.
Sun Yaozu's room has a crystal chandelier brought back from abroad, which is elaborate and luxurious, and looks beautiful.
At this moment, four arms, four thighs, and two long tongues hang from the circular frame surrounding the crystal chandelier, giving it the appearance of dried bacon.
These things were all covered in blood, and blood was still dripping from them.
The servants who saw it were almost scared to death.
Upon hearing the devastating news, Sun's parents refused to believe it, so the servants helped them to come and see for themselves.
Sun's parents immediately slid to the ground.
Unlike their neglect of their eldest son, their youngest son was their life.
"Yaozu, my Yaozu..."
"My son..."
The two collapsed to the ground. The servants dared not approach the room and whispered in the courtyard that the young mistress's ghost had returned to claim their lives.
A pool of blood on the floor suddenly began to flow and transformed into several bloody characters: "Give me back my life."
At the same time, a chilling female voice said in their ears, "Next, it's your turn."
Sun's mother screamed and backed away: "Master, what are we going to do? She's really back, and she's come to take revenge on us."
Sun's father roared, "Go find a Taoist priest or sorcerer who can exorcise ghosts. No matter how much money it costs, I want her soul to be scattered to the winds."
Lured by the promise of money, everyone, regardless of their actual skills, claims to be able to catch ghosts.
That night, Sun's parents, along with a group of Taoist priests, appeared at Liang Huanyu's grave.
They looked very confident; some carried peach wood swords, some carried talismans, and some carried black dog blood—none of them were empty-handed.
"Don't worry, Master Sun. With us here, we will definitely annihilate that female ghost, so you can rest easy."
Surrounded by them, Sun's father grew bolder: "Dig it open for me."
The servants, who had signed the death contract, silently prayed, "Young Madam, please choose your enemy carefully; we were all forced into this situation," before digging up Liang Huanyu's grave.
The coffin was exposed, and the servants opened the coffin lid amidst the scolding of the grandson's father.
They had expected to see Liang Huanyu's grotesque and terrifying corpse, but instead, they found a male corpse lying inside.
The Taoist priests all took a step back, none of them daring to look inside.
Wasn't it supposed to be a female corpse? How come they switched people?
The man's head was a bloody mess, and his features were no longer recognizable, but Sun's parents still recognized him from his clothes.
"Guangzong..."
The person lying in Liang Huanyu's coffin was none other than the missing Sun Guangzong.
Sun's mother, her face contorted with grief, screamed, "Where is that bitch? Where is her body? Could it be that she's not dead?"
Yes, where is Liang Huanyu's body?
Having lost two sons in succession, Mr. Sun lost his mind and roared, "Liang Huanyu, come out if you dare! Even if you turn into a vengeful ghost, I'm not afraid of you!"
The sorcerers he hired, eager to impress their employer, also shouted, "Come out quickly!"
In their hearts, they thought that this Master Sun was definitely sick; how could he summon ghosts?
The next second, a cold wind swept through the graveyard, and a sinister voice echoed: "Are you looking for me?"
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