"Then—" Just as everyone was silent, Yan Che spoke up at a very inopportune moment. He pointed to the person and the coffin on the ground, looking even more confused.
"Then what's the deal with those two?"
Everyone looked at Dr. Zhang's wife, but she shook her head, "I don't know anything about this either."
Just then, the butler suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, what goes around comes around! It turns out even the heavens couldn't stand you two scumbags anymore! Now, I understand a little better."
He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Madam Zhang, and the wrinkles on his face smoothed out.
"This matter must have started because of this old servant. I never thought that the problem that has tormented these two scoundrels for over a hundred years would be solved by just one act of kindness from this old servant."
"Hahaha--"
The butler laughed again, appearing exceptionally pleased. Only after he had finally finished laughing did Yan Qing truly understand the speed at which the legendary retribution had arrived.
According to the housekeeper, the lady went to rest early that afternoon and instructed him to bring chicken soup to Mo Li, who had caught a cold.
"When I saw that Miss Mo Li was soaked, I kindly brought her a bowl of chicken soup. When I delivered it to her room, I was surprised to find my master there as well, so I put the chicken soup on the table and left."
Looking back now, those two must have taken the opportunity to have an affair. If Yan Qing wasn't mistaken, they might have shared that bowl of chicken soup together, all lovey-dovey.
Haha, I wonder how shocked they were when they woke up the next morning and found that they had become exactly the same person!
Yan Qing looked at the man in black robes and saw that his face had turned ashen. It seemed that the butler's words had hit a nerve.
Even Yan Che, who was watching the gossip from the sidelines, couldn't stand it anymore. "You two are worse than pigs and dogs! With such filthy hearts, you deserve to be punished by God!!"
The scratching sounds that had been emanating from the black coffin gradually fell silent.
She should know what happened next without even thinking. Two Sima family members wouldn't do; Mo Li, as the original form of Tai Sui, should have already sought a way to turn them back.
After all, no beautiful woman would willingly become a rough old man.
Yan Qing tapped on the coffin lid. "Mo Li, wake up. Stop pretending to be dead. Aren't you going to tell me what you did afterwards?"
The coffin remained deathly silent; it seemed Mo Li intended to continue feigning death.
Oh, no, strictly speaking, Mo Li is already dead. But she just doesn't plan to come back to life.
Madam Zhang opened her mouth to continue speaking, but the butler interrupted her.
"After observing for so many years, the old man must know some secrets."
He pointed at the man in black robes, "The next morning, he brought a masked man to the backyard, where there used to be a small scenic lake. And the lady was thrown into the lake by him."
“My master told me that my wife is ill and should not be exposed to the wind, so she should live alone and he completely sealed off the backyard. Although I had my suspicions, I did not dare to investigate.”
"After the lady disappeared, Miss Yu'er made a fuss about finding her mother every day, but this scumbag fooled her every time. Until one night, Miss Yu'er came to this old servant and said that she had a dream."
"In the dream, Madam turned into a transparent giant meat cage and was thrown into the scenic lake. Every day, she was tortured by her owner in various ways, and her owner even cut flesh from her body to conduct experiments. Madam said she could not take it anymore and hoped that someone could give her a release."
The steward wiped his sweat. "I've seen that big meat cage before, and I even personally sent someone to throw it into the scenic lake. But Miss Yu'er has never seen it before."
"So this old servant became suspicious. Since Mo Li came, the madam has never seen this old servant again. So, while Master Sima was out, this old servant secretly slipped into the backyard and found a Master Sima who looked exactly like him."
The steward still feels terrified when he recalls the scene from that year: "That Master Sima was actually clinging to a maid's neck and drinking blood in large gulps!"
"What?!?!" There's such a thing?!
Yan Qing finally understood why one or two servants had been dying every day for the past eighteen years. So that was the reason!
Why did Mo Li have to be so cruel as to take a life?
Although she was curious, she listened quietly as the butler continued.
The steward, as expected of the lady's capable assistant over the years, didn't alert the Master Sima, even though he suspected him of being a monster. He quietly circled around to the viewing lake, and unexpectedly, he heard the lady's voice.
"Kill me, kill me! Please!"
"At first, this old servant thought he was hallucinating, that a large meat cage could actually talk. But the lady said many things that only this old servant and the lady knew. Only then did this old servant realize that this large meat cage was the lady who was harmed by a monster."
"The lady begged me to kill her, saying that the wealthy man Sima had been experimenting on her with dead bodies, and she didn't want to harm anyone or continue living like this. So she asked me to invite a celestial master from the Xuantian Sect to perform a ritual to permanently suppress her—"
The butler stopped there. Yan Qing could guess that something must have gone wrong, otherwise a six or seven-year-old child wouldn't have been involved.
"Madam, it's all my fault! If I had discovered that Miss was secretly following me, this tragedy wouldn't have happened!"
Unexpectedly, Sima Yu'er was such a bold and meticulous child, daring to track down the steward all by herself at the tender age of six or seven.
Yan Qing could hardly imagine how furious she would be when she discovered that her mother had been murdered and turned into a giant meat cage!
However, the steward couldn't care less about that at the time. On one hand, he continued to pretend he knew nothing and continued to feign compliance with Master Sima. On the other hand, he secretly sent a trusted confidant with his handwritten letter of appeal to find Master Mu, a friend of the Xuantian Sect.
Everything was going smoothly until Master Mu arrived, ready to expose Master Sima's conspiracy. However, he was ultimately too late.
“Miss Yu’er, she—it’s all my fault for neglecting my duty! Miss Yu’er took advantage of my inattention and secretly slipped into the backyard to see Madam, only to find Mo Li cruelly murdering a servant and devouring his flesh.”
"When this old servant found her, Miss Yu'er was already a cold corpse. Master Sima said that Miss Yu'er had unfortunately drowned, so he buried her body under the willow tree by the lake."
At this point in the story of the steward, the old monk couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.
"Amitabha Buddha, Benefactor Sima, even tigers don't eat their cubs. Aren't you afraid of retribution for your actions that defy Heaven?"
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