"So...she committed suicide by jumping off a building, which is why she broke into several pieces?"
"That shouldn't be the case. I've heard that people falling from a great height can't be broken into several pieces."
"The higher a person falls, the flatter they become, not the more they are torn to pieces."
"I feel more like I've been dismembered."
The man said, "I don't know either. I've heard there are other versions of the death, but..."
"If it weren't for the fact that Qiu Ran came back to life the night before last, no one would have noticed that Qiu Ran's body was made up of pieces."
"This morning, another group of police came, but they left without finding anything."
Upon hearing this, everyone found it even stranger.
Bai Xi and Chen Yuan had just sat down at one of the tables when they heard those whispers.
The guests all looked over when they saw Chen Yuan.
Their attention was drawn to the person Chen Yuan had brought; she was an extremely beautiful girl, even more beautiful than any TV star.
An elder who knew Chen Yuan came over and said, "Yuanyuan, it's rare for you to come over. How's business at the company lately?"
Chen Yuan smiled and said, "It's fine."
"That's good."
Another girl sitting next to Aunt Huang saw Chen Yuan and her eyes lit up. She quickly came over and said, "Sister Chen Yuan, do you remember me?"
Chen Yuan remembered her; she was the granddaughter of the Huang family next door in her hometown. She never imagined that the girl had grown up so much after not returning home for so many years.
My mother told me that our rural hometown is developing very fast now, and many families have built small villas that are no worse than those in the city.
The elderly woman and her daughter were both dressed very well, suggesting that their family must be quite well-off.
Chen Yuan said, "You should be in college by now."
Huang Meng nodded, "Yes, I'll be a sophomore soon."
Upon seeing this, Aunt Huang praised her daughter, saying, "She's the only one in my Huang family who went to university."
An older woman came over and said, "Sigh, what's the point of girls studying so much? They'll all get married sooner or later anyway."
Hearing this, Aunt Huang was a little unhappy. "What era are we living in now? It's good for girls to get more education."
The old woman ignored her words and asked, "Your daughter is quite pretty, does she have a boyfriend?"
Aunt Huang smiled and said, "Not yet."
"After the funeral, let's find an auspicious day and I'll introduce your daughter to a good match. We have a relative's son who is honest and hardworking, but he's not very good-looking. He built a pig farm in the village and makes a lot of money every year."
Before Aunt Huang could speak, Huang Meng said, "No need, Auntie, I'll find it myself."
The old woman chuckled and said, "What good ones can you find on your own? Girls shouldn't be too picky; it's good to get married early."
Huang Meng remained silent.
Aunt Huang said, "My daughter is destined for great things, just like her sister Chen Yuan. She can't just marry anyone."
The old woman said, "Why do girls work so hard? Chen Yuan is too hardworking. What's the use of earning so much money? She's over thirty years old and hasn't even settled down. At her age, having a baby is a difficult thing."
"Last time, I kindly introduced her to a divorced man in his forties who also had a son. She could have become his stepmother without having to have children of her own, which seemed great. But she just gave me the cold shoulder."
Chen Yuan went to the restroom, so only Bai Xi was sitting here.
After the old lady finished speaking, her gaze fell on Bai Xi, who was sitting quietly beside her.
This little girl is so beautiful, she looks like an angel.
Her eyes lit up, and she was about to speak.
Bai Xi knew what she was thinking and said, "I am a Taoist priest and have already seen through the illusions of the mortal world."
The old woman was somewhat taken aback upon hearing this.
The others were surprised to learn that the friend Chen Yuan had brought was actually a Taoist priest.
No wonder she looks so young, yet she always exudes a calm and composed aura.
A hint of regret flashed in the old woman's eyes.
Huang Meng then spoke up, "Who said Sister Chen Yuan isn't married? She's already married and has a marriage certificate."
The old woman was taken aback. "When did this happen?"
Aunt Huang laughed and said, "You don't know yet, do you? She got her marriage certificate a while ago. I saw her husband. He's very handsome and young."
As she spoke, she opened her phone's photo album and showed her Chen Yuan and Mr. Zhuo's wedding photo.
"Look, how well these two match! They're hundreds of times better than the one you introduced."
The old woman remained silent after seeing the photo.
Aunt Huang added, "Actually, a woman's value is not limited to marriage. Chen Yuan is very lucky. She must have accumulated a lot of good deeds in her past life. In this life, heaven has given her wealth and a happy marriage."
Sitting next to Aunt Huang was a middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties. She hadn't said a word since she sat down, and the younger generation all called her Sister Wu.
Bai Xi noticed her; her clothes were wrinkled and looked nothing like what Aunt Huang was wearing.
Almost everyone at this table was a poor relative of the groom's side. The wealthy relatives were in their own circle and had their own things to talk about.
...
As night fell, darkness descended.
Bai Xi sensed that the surrounding magnetic field had changed, and the entire hall was suddenly enveloped by a dense yin energy, forming a small area of yin energy.
Places surrounded by yin energy are prone to attracting all sorts of ghosts.
In another room, a man and a woman were lying on the bed, tenderly cuddling. The man was Qiu Ran's husband, Zhong Shiqi.
The woman hooked her hand around the man's tie and said with a coquettish smile, "Aren't you afraid your wife will come back to life again tonight?"
The man put his arm around her and said, "Don't worry, that woman is going to be put in a coffin and nailed up soon. Even if she comes back to life, she won't be able to get out."
"Alright." The woman slapped him. "I don't believe in zombies or anything like that. I think it's probably done by someone. There are no ghosts in this world. Even if there are, I'm not afraid."
"I'm going to the restroom first, wait for me a moment."
As she spoke, the woman got out of bed and went into the bathroom in the room.
After a while, she came out of the bathroom after rinsing herself and turned on the tap to wash her hands. At that moment, she suddenly felt a shadow flash past her.
She paused, then quickly turned to look.
"Zhong Shiqi, did you come over here just now?"
Zhong Shiqi responded, "No, I've been sitting on the bed the whole time without moving."
The woman breathed a sigh of relief and continued washing her hands. At that moment, she felt a chill approaching from behind.
She looked up, and suddenly a grotesque, distorted face appeared in the mirror in front of her, grinning eerily at her.
"Ah!" the woman screamed, clutching her head. "A ghost!"
Zhong Shiqi rushed over, "What happened? What happened?"
The woman rushed into his arms, trembling as she said, "Shiqi, there's a ghost, there's a ghost! I just saw... Qiu Ran."
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