Her body began to decay first, and then her soul was also corroded. It gradually turned black, just like a corpse rotting...
This pain that makes life worse than death seems to come from the depths of the soul.
She watched with her own eyes as the "black" on her soul continued to spread, and the depths of her soul were invaded by a kind of madness. She felt that she wanted to kill people and drink blood, and she could no longer suppress her murderous intent.
What's even more terrifying is that her mouth and her fingers began to move occasionally, and especially when she smelled blood, the feeling of being out of control became even stronger.
She was very scared, scared that one day she would completely lose her mind, scared that when she woke up one day she would slaughter all the living things in the world.
She doesn't want to hurt anyone.
Even if her soul was scattered, even if she would completely perish in this world, even if she would never have the chance to see the old man in the underworld again...
She thought of the girl from yesterday again, the girl who seemed to have torn apart the darkness and stood in front of her.
There was a glimmer of light in her cloudy eyes again.
Now, she can finally be free!!
Old Madam Murong's pupils quickly became blurry and distracted.
She used her last bit of strength to say to the cat again with great effort: "Thank you."
Good boy! The cat squatting beside her patted her head with its paw and meowed.
The cat tilted its head and looked at her, its messy white beard trembling. Its expression was elegant, proud, and compassionate, as if it was saying, poor and weak human!
However, in just a few breaths, Madam Murong's eyes became more cloudy, no longer focused, and lifeless.
There was only a pool of cold, stagnant water.
She died without closing her eyes. She passed away with her eyes open.
The corners of her mouth curved up slightly in a pleased smile.
The room was quiet. A cold wind suddenly blew up, as if carrying away something invisible.
The person died, and Madam Murong's body began to decay at an extremely fast speed. The dark purple corpse spots on her body spread rapidly, connected into one piece, and then turned green. Her body also swelled...
An extremely unpleasant stench of corpse quickly spread in the air, becoming stronger and stronger, making people want to vomit.
It stinks! The calico cat showed a disgusted expression, it is uglier than dog shit!
It has always loved cleanliness and can't wait to run away.
After jumping off the bedside, the cat rubbed its claws on Madam Murong's clothes to wipe off the corpse stench on its claws, then jumped out of the window and ran away.
As soon as the calico cat left, the room became even quieter, with only the sound of everyone's breathing. After another three breaths, everyone in the Murong family finally woke up in a daze.
Mrs. Murong II covered her nose with a handkerchief and frowned, "Why does it seem to stink even more?"
The others also frowned and covered their noses. When they looked around, they immediately noticed the talismans torn to pieces on the ground.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and the scene of them tearing the talismans off the windows and walls and presenting them to the cat emerged in their minds. Their expressions were quite subtle.
On the one hand, they felt that they were not the ones who had done such a stupid thing.
But on the other hand, he felt that there was nothing wrong in them playing with the kitten, and his mood was wavering.
The stench of corpses in the air became stronger and stronger. Murong Hao frowned, reacted first, and rushed to the bedside quickly.
The scene he saw made him gasp in shock, and the others quickly gathered around the bunk bed.
Madam Murong was still decaying. Her belly was bulging under the quilt. Her skin was turning black, her nails were falling off, and her facial features were completely unrecognizable. Her skin was rotting and pus was oozing out. You could vaguely see her white bones, and her eyeballs were about to fall out...
The strong smell of decay hit me in the face!
Madam Murong let out a hysterical scream from her throat, the sound so sharp that it almost blew the roof off.
She staggered back a step, then another, her face pale with fright, almost frightened to death.
Mrs. Murong II also screamed with a pale face, turned her head hurriedly, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and vomited repeatedly.
The three sisters-in-law quickly hid in another corner of the inner room, all of them were frightened.
"Mother." Master Murong II called out to the corpse on the bed, his voice trembling.
but--
Old Madam Murong would never answer or make any response again.
She had become so corrupt that it was obvious that she was gone.
The person is dead! This thought echoed clearly in the minds of everyone present.
This fact is like a sharp blade stabbing into their chest, pulling and twisting in their chest repeatedly.
After the initial shock, Murong Hao and the others were all stunned, with complicated expressions and a hint of confusion, not knowing what to do.
"Yes, it's not the auspicious time yet." Second Master Murong said, looking at the leaky pot next to him.
It was still half an hour away from the auspicious time! The three brothers Murong Hao were all panicked, standing in front of the bed, looking at each other, feeling as if a mountain was weighing heavily on their hearts, and the strong stench of the corpse made them breathless.
Emotions of fear, irritability, panic and confusion are intertwined.
The three brothers didn't know what to do when faced with their mother's body.
How come my mother died?
My mother shouldn't have died! "It's over, it's all over." Second Madam Murong held onto the coffee table with one hand and sat down on the armchair by the window. Her pale lips trembled like a sieve, and she murmured, "All these years of hard work have gone to waste..."
"Brother, did you hear the auspicious time wrongly?" Master Murong San couldn't help but question Murong Hao, with a bit of anger and accusation in his expression.
The second master Murong frowned and looked at Murong Hao, with the same emotion in his eyes.
Murong Hao was in a confused mood, and for a moment he doubted whether he had remembered it wrongly, but then he remembered that Shangqing Zhenren personally accompanied his second son to the marquis's mansion to welcome the bride.
"Of course I heard it right!" Murong Hao waved his sleeves and angrily said, "Are you blaming me?"
Master Murong San felt guilty at first, but then he continued to argue: "Mother was fine yesterday. My eldest brother and sister-in-law took care of her last night. She became unwell this morning..."
His voice became louder and louder, and he was just about to say that it was Murong Hao who caused the current situation.
Sparks were flying between the three brothers, and at that moment, the door curtain leading to the outer room was rudely lifted from the outside.
"Second Young Master!"
Following a scream from the maid outside, Murong Yong, wearing a bright red groom's robe, strode into the inner room like a gust of wind. The maids and old women could not stop Murong Yong at all.
What greeted me was a nauseating stench, so strong and so pungent.
Even the maid outside the door curtain smelled the horrible odor through the gap and almost fainted.
Murong Yong's heart was as cold as ice, and he was absolutely sure that this was the smell of a corpse.
He immediately saw the elders standing in front of the bunk bed. He suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, held on to the last glimmer of hope, and slowly walked over.
"Ayong."
Murong Hao and others all saw Murong Yong, and the three brothers subconsciously formed a human wall in front of the bed, trying to block his sight.
However, Murong Yong had a clear goal. He pushed away the second master Murong who was closest to him without hesitation and walked to the bunk bed.
What I saw was a rotting female corpse.
The hair fell off along with the scalp, the gray eyeballs fell halfway out of the eye sockets, and the lips were mostly rotten. White bones and yellow teeth could be seen between the flesh and blood flowing with pus...
There was no intact skin left on the body.
This is not a bed, it's a coffin! Murong Yong has been in the army for many years and is used to seeing corpses. He has collected corpses for his comrades, cut off the heads of enemy leaders and presented them to his superiors as trophies, and has also been to villages that were massacred by bandits...
He had thought that nothing could scare him, but now his face changed terribly, and there was another hole in his heart, with cold wind pouring in and out of the holes.
He did not close his eyes. Instead, he stared at the scene without blinking, as if he wanted to engrave it deeply in his heart. His eyes turned red little by little.
It is a sad red, an angry red.
"What's going on?!" Murong Yong shouted sternly. His angular facial features looked even more fierce and sinister in the shadow of the bed curtains, and his eyes were filled with anger.
Murong Yong had just rushed back from the Gu family, wanting to see whether his grandmother was alive or dead. Even though he had guessed from the reaction of Shangqing Zhenren that his grandmother was probably not well, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
He hoped that his grandmother was still alive and that his family had not committed such a heinous crime! However, reality shattered the last glimmer of hope in his heart.
The ugly and cruel truth was laid bare before him.
There is absolutely no way a corpse that has just died could decay to this extent in such a short period of time.
How long has grandma been dead?
One year, two years... or three years?!
Murong Yong's shout just now brought Mrs. Murong, who was still frightened in the corner, back to her senses. She then slowly realized that her second son had returned.
Madam Murong's originally dull eyes brightened up the moment she saw Murong Yong, and she asked excitedly, "Where is the girl from the Gu family?"
"Hurry up, it's definitely not too late to get married now!" Murong Hao immediately said, his eyes burning with an almost crazy obsession.
Taoist Shangqing has extraordinary magical powers and will definitely bring the old lady back to life! The other people in the Murong family also rekindled their hope and all looked at Murong Yong.
This scene was like pouring a bucket of ice water on Murong Yong's head, extinguishing the last flame in his heart. The bone-chilling cold quickly spread to every part of his body.
A wry smile appeared on Murong Yong's handsome face, which was extremely bitter, extremely sad, and slightly sinister.
(End of this chapter)
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