Chapter 25: The Poor Young Master
Shen Wan's face suddenly changed. She saw that there was no one else in the coffin except her, but that ghostly voice was still cold and filled in her ears, as if there was also a "person" lying next to her.
"People are separated by a piece of paper, ghosts are separated by a mountain, kill the evil and go away!"
She recited the formula silently and made quick hand seals with both hands.
The cold feeling was instantly dispelled.
Boom!
There was the sound of a coffin falling to the ground outside.
Then I heard someone yelling, "How did you carry the coffin?"
"If you affect the burial of the Second Young Master, the head of the family will definitely not let you go after he finds out!"
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and lift it up! The coffin cannot be placed on the ground before we reach the cemetery, otherwise something terrible will happen!"
The man carrying the coffin said in horror: "It's not my fault, the coffin suddenly became heavy."
"Bullshit, I think the coffin fell to the ground because you were distracted."
"Uncle, the coffin has really become heavy..." Others suddenly said in horror, "We can't lift it anymore."
Eight burly men tried their best to lift the coffin, but they couldn't do it. The coffin seemed to be firmly sucked to the ground and could not be moved at all.
The big men were very nervous: "Second Uncle, what should we do?"
The second uncle looked at the pitch-black coffin, gritted his teeth, and bowed to the head of the coffin: "Second Young Master, every wrong has its perpetrator, go find the one who killed you, don't bother us servants... If you can't be buried successfully this time, your body can only be cremated into ashes."
After saying this, he signaled with his eyes for everyone to carry the coffin.
Everyone tried to lift it, but the result was the same, the coffin didn't move at all.
"Second Uncle, do you want to ask a fortune teller to take a look? This is too weird." The strong men looked fearful.
The second uncle frowned: "The clay basin has been broken, which means that the second young master is willing to be buried. Why did he suddenly change his mind?"
At this moment, a cold and gloomy voice came from the coffin next to it.
"Huo Shaoqing, if you continue to be willful, I will scatter your ashes."
The second uncle's face changed, and he angrily slapped the coffin board that held Shen Wan, "Who told you to speak?"
"It's lifted up!" the strong men suddenly shouted in surprise.
The second uncle was shocked, cold sweat running down his forehead.
"As expected of the Yin Yuan chosen by the master, the Second Young Master listens to his wife so quickly."
The second uncle hurriedly urged everyone: "Hurry up and leave. Don't delay the burial! Lift the body carefully. If anything goes wrong again, I'll skin you alive!"
Eight strong men carried Huo Shaoqing's coffin carefully and steadily and walked in front.
The coffin containing Shen Wan was not that good, it was just ordinary wood and not heavy, so only four people carried the coffin.
After about an hour, the bumpy ride finally stopped.
Once arriving at the cemetery, the burial ceremony begins.
Place the coffin.
The two coffins were buried together.
Before the burial, the second uncle came to Shen Wan's coffin and said, "Miss, I'm sorry, your mission is to go down and accompany the second young master. Don't worry, I will transfer the remaining 900,000 to your parents, so you can go with peace of mind."
"Okay, seal the soil."
Half an hour later, Shen Wan could no longer hear any sound from outside. After realizing that they had left, she began to shout softly, "Crack the earth, drive away evil spirits, remove obstacles, break—"
There was a loud bang.
The coffin lid flew out of the ground.
A hole was blown in the tomb.
Chen Wan climbed out of the coffin and took a deep breath. "Fortunately, it's not sealed with cement, otherwise it would be a bit difficult to break it open with my current level of cultivation."
"Who are you?"
A cold voice sounded.
When Shen Wan looked up, he saw a ghost covered in blood sitting on the tombstone.
The ghost was Huo Shaoqing.
He crossed his legs and stared at her with a cold expression.
"The one they chose for me was an ordinary girl born in a yin year, yin month and yin time. I've seen what that girl looks like, and it's not you."
Chen Wan stood up, brushed off the dirt on his body, and said calmly: "My name is Chen Wan."
"Chen Wan?" Huo Shaoqing snorted coldly: "I don't know her, but you have already married me, so you are my wife in name only."
The corner of Shen Wan's mouth twitched slightly: "Bullshit."
Huo Shaoqing frowned slightly: "You rude little girl."
"You are polite, but even if you become a ghost, you will not let Zhang Xia go. Did she offend you? She must be buried with you."
"I didn't choose her. My family arranged her for me. They said this would help me calm down."
"Have you calmed down?"
Huo Shaoqing shook his head: "I have a lot of resentment, but I don't know where it comes from."
Chen Wan said calmly, "Just now your second uncle said that every wrong has its perpetrator. It is obvious that you were killed by someone. You just forgot the memory before death, but the resentment is still there."
"He's not my second uncle, he's my family's second housekeeper." Huo Shaoqing changed the subject, staring at her with his bloodshot eyes, "Are you a metaphysical master?"
Shen Wan hummed and walked around to the tombstone to read the words on it.
I thought the tombstone would clearly state the deceased's life, but I didn't expect there would only be a name.
【The Tomb of Huo Shaoqing】
Chen Wan couldn't help but wonder, "You seem to be a young master from a wealthy family, why is your funeral so shabby after your death?"
Huo Shaoqing had an expression that showed he was used to it. "I'm just an illegitimate child who can't even enter the ancestral tomb. It's good enough that I can be buried in the back mountain of my own family."
"Illegitimate child..." Shen Wan tried to recall, "The Huo family...the Huo family, one of the four major families in the imperial capital?"
Huo Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "You look like a country bumpkin dressed like that, I didn't expect you to have some knowledge."
If it was the Huo family, it would not be surprising for Huo Shaoqing to fall into such a situation.
She had been in contact with the Huo family.
The Huo family is a prominent family with strict rules. To this day, they still continue the tradition of male superiority and female inferiority, and clear distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children.
Huo Shaoqing was an illegitimate child who was not even considered a concubine's son. After his death, his funeral was so shabby.
"Who told you that arranging a ghost marriage for you can appease your resentment?" Chen Wan said, "It is a sin to bury a living person. Fortunately, I found it in time, otherwise an innocent girl would have been killed by you."
Huo Shaoqing: "I said, it was arranged by my family, I don't know."
"When I found out, I couldn't help but appear beside Zhang Xia."
Chen Wan held his forehead with his hand: "After both parties have passed the door-to-door appointment and signed the ghost marriage contract, your soul will be unconsciously attracted to the living Zhang Xia. As long as she dies, you two will be recognized as husband and wife in the underworld."
Huo Shaoqing looked at her and said, "I don't want to marry Zhang Xia."
"but……"
He jumped down from the tombstone and was in front of her in an instant.
"If my significant other is a young master, I'd be willing."
Huo Shaoqing's blood-red eyes were filled with a seductive smile that looked quite alluring.
Chen Wan stared at him getting closer and closer with wide eyes.
Then, I couldn't help it.
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