When several concubines saw Aunt Feng hanging on the beam of the room, they were all frightened. If Aunt Feng had just hung her, those concubines would not be so frightened. The key is that Aunt Feng was hanging too abnormally. The blood on her body was almost dry. A weight was falling from her waist, and the blood from her body dyed all her clothes. The most terrifying thing was that she stabbed herself several times before she hung her, and the last knife was directly inserted into her heart.
I have heard of many people who hang themselves and have never heard of someone who has to stab him a few times before hanging him. What’s even more terrifying is that Aunt Feng is already so terrible that there is a strange smile on the corner of her mouth. No matter who sees the smile on Aunt Feng’s face, she can’t help but have a cold war all over her body.
The concubine of the sixth room ran out of the woodshed like a ghost crying and howling, crying one by one, making her calves cramped.
Someone shouted loudly: "It's bad, it's bad... Yang Xiaofeng hanged herself..."
Aunt Feng's suicide soon spread throughout the Marshal's Mansion and also alarmed the Marshal.
The commander led a dozen guards to the woodshed and saw it, and was immediately shocked.
Aunt Feng, who was still fine yesterday, ended her life with such tragic means today.
The little warlord shook all over. Seeing the bitter smile on Aunt Feng's mouth, she couldn't help but gasp in fear, and the cold sweat on her body fell.
At this time, an adjutant beside the Grand Marshal said, "Master, it's strange that the seventh concubine died. She has a weight on her body, six holes and three swords on her body, and is wearing a blood-red wedding dress. After death, she is afraid that she will turn into a ghost. I think it's better to find a Taoist priest to save her."
Anyone who saw Aunt Feng's tragic death was a bit abnormal. The general had been fighting for countless people throughout his life, and had never seen any scenes. Seeing Aunt Feng die like this, he couldn't help but feel terrified.
He stared at Aunt Feng's body hanging on the beam of the house for a while, sighed and said, "Forget it, after all, it's a couple. Buy her a good coffin and find a Taoist priest to save her in the evening, and then bury her the day after tomorrow."
The adjutant got the order and ordered someone to take down Aunt Feng's body hanging on the beam of the room.
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That night, white banners were hung throughout the Magistrate's Mansion, and a large black coffin was placed in the courtyard.
The entire Magistrate's Mansion gathered in the yard, and hundreds of guards stood on both sides.
There was an old Taoist in a Taoist robe standing in front of the Dharma platform, holding a peach wood sword in his hand, muttering and releasing Aunt Feng's undead.
There were various tributes placed on the platform, and a table filled with them.
The old Taoist held a peach wood sword in his hand and turned around the large black coffin. He stepped on the steps under his feet. After several turns, he finally walked to the front of the ritual platform and sprinkled some things into the brazier that he didn't know what it was. The fire in the brazier suddenly burned very vigorously, illuminating the entire mansion, which made everyone scared to scream.
The old Taoist then turned around and looked at everyone and said, "Okay, everyone should go back and rest. The seventh concubine died so miserable that the resentment is difficult to dissolve. I have to spend all night to relieve the resentment in her heart. After you go back, close the door tightly and don't come out no matter what movement you hear, otherwise I will bear the consequences. I will not be able to save you."
When everyone heard this, they nodded one after another. The general looked at the coffin and said politely to the old Taoist: "Master, I will trouble you in this matter. After the burial, I will definitely give you a big red envelope."
"Master, you are so polite. I will do my best to do your business. Master, hurry up and rest. Your health is important. I am here, so I will guarantee that nothing will happen." The old Taoist said with a flattering look on his face.
The coach responded, then turned around and walked towards his room.
In a short while, everyone in the yard was exposed. Except for some guards not far away, there were no people around.
After everyone was exposed, the old Taoist immediately walked to the front of the ritual platform, pulled off the chicken leg of a tribute chicken, ate it in big mouthfuls, and grabbed the wine from the ritual platform and drank a few sips.
While eating it was fragrant, he said in a vague way: "The people in the Grand Marshal's Mansion are all fools. What's the hell in this world? Otherwise, who would dare to come out to cheat and cheat and drink? Hehe... I'll have a good sleep later and the coffin will be buried tomorrow. Master Dao, I can eat and drink for another half a year."
The old Taoist became more and more excited as he ate. He sat cross-legged on the ground, siping wine and meat.
When it was just delicious, I took a look at the coffin inadvertently. It didn't matter when I looked at it, and I immediately scared the old Taoist.
I just remembered that the coffin was behind me, but why did it seem like I had moved three or four meters in this moment and reached my left rear?
Is it really haunted?
The old Taoist, full of confusion, stood up, put down the wine bottle, applied greasy hands on the Taoist robe, picked up the peach wood sword, and walked towards the coffin.
He first walked around the coffin and said puzzledly: "It's strange, why does this coffin seem to have moved a few meters? It was obviously just behind..."
While he was puzzled, a strange sound suddenly came from the coffin, as if someone was talking in a low voice.
The long man was also very brave. He directly put his ear on the coffin board and listened carefully to the movement in the coffin.
After a while, the old Taoist vaguely heard the sound coming from the coffin.
It was an extremely sinister voice, and the words were repeated in a low voice: "You are all going to die...you are all going to die..."
When the old Taoist heard the sound clearly, he was so scared that his whole body shook, his face turned pale, and his calves were almost soft.
At this moment, suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder. The hand was very cold and scared that the old Taoist almost peeed his pants.
"What are you looking for?" A slim voice suddenly came.
"Don't make a fuss... It's scary and scary..." The old Taoist thought he was a servant from the Grand Marshal's Mansion and said without looking back.
"Did you hear what's said in the coffin?" the slim voice asked again.
When the old Taoist heard such a strange sound, he finally couldn't help but look back. After this look, his soul was almost flying.
A woman wearing a blood-red wedding dress appeared behind her at some point, with a ferocious face and red blood vessels, like a demon crawling out of the Jiuyou Underworld.
Chapter completed!