In fact, everyone's senses were correct. This old man in yellow robes was indeed a wicked cultivator who practiced evil magic. One moment he was cultivating in the coffin, and the next moment he was dragged out of the coffin by Master Liu.
If it weren't for their twenty-year friendship, and the fact that he heard it was the Shangguan family who had invited him, he might have gotten into a fight with them.
Master Liu smiled and introduced, "Patriarch, this is Huang Buzheng, a good friend of mine. He often deals with corpses and has some psychic abilities. Perhaps he can find out the cause of the Second Young Master's death!"
Huang Buzheng?
Isn't that evil?
Everyone couldn't help but shudder; this person did indeed look quite sinister.
Shangguan Yuan nodded, "Then I'll have to trouble Master Huang!"
Without saying a word, Huang Buzheng squatted down next to Shangguan Wenyue's body and began to observe him silently.
This observation lasted for a full fifteen minutes.
Everyone was getting impatient.
Just then, Huang Buzheng finally spoke, "The corpse can talk. It just told me that the Second Young Master died two hours ago!"
As he spoke, he closed his eyes and began to tremble uncontrollably, as if performing a shamanic ritual.
"A dagger! A sharp dagger plunged in, shattering his heart! Blood, blood everywhere! The woman was an absolute beauty, oh oh oh, she died a worthy death, a worthy death, hahahahahaha!"
In the end, Huang Buzheng seemed to have gone mad, jumping up excitedly and letting out a strange laugh.
For a moment, everyone in the Shangguan family felt a chill run down their spines!
But then, he abruptly stopped. "No! There's another person... a master! Who is he? How terrifying, how terrifying! Ah—"
In the darkness, Huang Buzheng seemed to see something, his eyes stung, and the next second, a line of bright red blood flowed down, like a vengeful ghost.
Psychic communication, or prying into the secrets of heaven, comes at a price!
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