Qian Huailin was surprised that Ji Qian had waited until now to ask about this matter; he thought Ji Qian had long forgotten about it.
In fact, Ji Qian had indeed forgotten, but when she saw the two bears pretending to wipe each other's sweat while digging the pit, it triggered her to remember again.
With things having progressed to this point, Qian Huailin had no time to keep the secret: "Since my younger sister is about to get married, my older brother and I are both a little sad, so that night our two families had a small gathering in the small courtyard next to the backyard."
My older brother and I had both drunk quite a bit, so when the thieves broke in, we were killed almost without any resistance.
Although the elder sister-in-law fought desperately, she was quickly killed with a single blow.
Only my wife, still thinking about our youngest son who was playing outside, fled all the way to the gate of the yard.
After catching up with her, the bandits cut off both of her legs. Once they were sure she was unable to escape, they burned down the small courtyard.
In other words, my wife was burned alive.
Wait, I remember the Yin-Yang Transformation Array requires someone to be burned to death, right?
You remember correctly, but I previously thought Qian Huailin was the one who burned to death.
You are not alone.
So now all that's left is to bury them alive or suffocate them.
[It seems like the progress hasn't changed. Is it just my imagination?]
It's not your imagination; it's just that someone else was burned to death.
When this matter was mentioned, Qian Huailin's voice became even more hoarse and unpleasant: "When I regained consciousness, my wife had turned into a demon."
She tore apart and devoured all the other ghosts in the courtyard. Relying on my past spiritual power, I tried to persuade her to stop, but I ended up being locked up in the courtyard where I lived in the past.
"Thanks to your arrival, I was able to be released."
"Wait a minute! According to you, Chunhua should have been eaten long ago, right?"
"Chunhua was a servant she brought from her maternal home. They grew up together since childhood, so she probably cherishes their old friendship."
As for Wang Dahai, after killing all the ghosts, my wife fell into a deep sleep, and I suspect she had no idea there was another person in the yard.”
"Then why did you say they would die?" Ji Qian felt even more confused.
"Because I recently sensed that she has awakened. Although my cultivation is not high, I have absorbed the essence of the sun and moon over the years, so I can still sense such small things."
"Then why hasn't she made a move yet?"
"She made her move the very next day!" Qian Huailin was quite surprised by Ji Qian's words: "Didn't you even fight with her?!"
To his surprise, Ji Qian was even more astonished than he was: "Isn't that you?!"
"How could it be me?!?!" Qian Huailin couldn't help but roar out.
Although he had noticed that Ji Qian was occasionally a bit slow after spending a few days together, he never expected her to be so silly as to not be able to distinguish between men and women.
Qian Huailin gave an extremely vicious comment: "No wonder you're friends with that Xu Qi."
"Hey, why are you swearing when you're supposed to be speaking properly!"
Enraged, Ji Qian slapped Qian Huailin on the back of the head, sending the little scarecrow that Qian Huailin was possessing flying. It landed right in the pit that Ji Qian and the others had dug.
Before he could even crawl out, he heard Han Mengyao loudly announce, "Alright, we can start preparing to bury the body!"
Hearing the sound, Ji Qian moved closer to Han Mengyao, looking at the bright red unidentified object on the table, hesitant to speak:
"This...is this the wedding dress you made?"
"Yes, isn't it beautiful!" Seeing Han Mengyao's excited expression, Ji Qian struggled for a while before finally managing to say, "Yes, it's a dress."
So, none of these six people are good at handicrafts?
Actually, Ying Xu did a decent job; only the two sleeves he was responsible for showed any outline of the wedding dress.
[The main problem is that Sister Meng was too ruthless; she cut off every mistake, turning a perfectly good robe into almost a miniskirt!]
[Miyesi wasn't much better off; her hands were shaking so badly while she was cutting the collar that the stand-up collar instantly turned into a jagged collar.]
[If we disregard scale and aesthetics, it's not entirely unacceptable to use it as a wedding dress.]
That's true, at least it's red.
【If all else fails, just use that prop. Does it really have to be made of paper?】
It's too late; Ji Qian has already torn the original to rags.
"Why did you tear it?" Han Mengyao stared in disbelief at the red cloth strip in Ji Qian's hand. Just thirty seconds ago, it was a normal piece of clothing.
Ji Qian's reasons for this are quite sufficient:
"Evil spirits are not clear-headed; it would be terrible if they got confused."
After saying that, Ji Qian stuffed the red cloth strip in her hand into Ying Xu's hands and told him to burn it all together later.
Since there was no time to prepare a coffin, Ji Qian had to dismantle two sets of tables and chairs and piece them together to make a makeshift coffin.
So you've learned to do crafts again now, huh?!
I can tell, she's just not good at delicate tasks.
[Strong physique, skilled in carpentry, and capable of digging holes—what kind of multi-talented worker is this, perfect for construction sites?]
[Did Ji Qian choose the wrong career? If she had gone directly to a construction site, she might be a real estate developer by now.]
After placing the coffin containing Qian Handuo's remains into the pit, the remaining four guests, apart from Xu Qi who had already died in battle, began the burial work.
Wang Dahai and Master Qian wanted to help, but due to the limited physical abilities they could use, they had no choice but to give up after a brief attempt.
Ying Xu worked diligently for half a day before taking a moment to wipe his sweat and ask Han Mengyao, "Where's Sister Qian?"
"I don't know, she disappeared right after we put the coffin down." Han Mengyao was also exhausted and missed the only strong laborer among the guests.
When they had almost finished filling the pit, the voice of the "strong laborer" finally came from afar.
The crowd turned to look in the direction of the sound and saw a boulder about half a person's height.
As they drew closer to the boulder, they finally saw the face hidden in its shadow—it was Ji Qian, who had just disappeared.
Ji Qian placed the boulder in front of the pit, patted it proudly, and then turned to the crowd, saying, "This is the tombstone I found for Miss Qian. Isn't it perfect?"
Actually, the shape of this stone was not suitable as a tombstone, but no one dared to tell Ji Qian the truth at this moment, so the only response she received was enthusiastic applause.
Ji Qian asked the assistant director to bring her a brush and ink, and then wrote Qian Handuo's name by hand. A hastily made but complete temporary cemetery was thus built.
With the preliminary preparations complete, Ying Xu, holding the paper wedding dress, squatted down in front of the newly lit brazier, waiting for Ji Qian's next instructions.
Ji Qian first made Han Mengyao run far away, and then took out that familiar Coke bottle again.
Having learned from her previous experience, the female ghost quickly emerged the moment Ji Qian unscrewed the bottle cap, and the bluish-gray mist gradually condensed into a human shape in the air.
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