Chapter seventy-fifth long-cherished wish (18) - corpse
After Yu Xing got into the hall, he immediately looked around.
He could hear the conversation between Madam and Si, and knew that if Madam was not stupid, she would definitely hear something wrong in Si's words. After all, no matter how suitable Si was for the role of Xiao Meng, and no matter how smart she was, the words she made up on the spur of the moment would always work.
It's full of loopholes and seems deliberate.
In order not to trap the priest or himself, he had to find a place to hide before his wife reacted.
Otherwise, it would be awkward for the lady to turn around and meet his eyes with a man who is 1.85 meters tall.
Oh, you can’t say that, Xiao Jin doesn’t seem to have 185.
In a short period of time, Yu Xing had no time to identify what was in the room. His eyes swept over the large and small objects one by one, and settled on a desk used for incense burners.
The desk has four sides and is covered with a thick red cloth that extends to the ground, making it very suitable for hiding people.
Yu Xing immediately bent over, walked to the desk, lifted up the red cloth and got in.
The red candles were dazzling. Fortunately, Yu Xing was often surrounded by candles during deductions and adapted well. He put down the curtain, thought for a while, and looked out from a small corner that was not easy to detect.
Almost as soon as his eyes reached the door, he saw the lady turning back and looking into the hall with a gloomy look on her face for a long time.
“Tsk, the time is pretty good, the plan works.” Yu Xing said secretly.
He would not be discovered from this angle, so he simply lay down on the ground, propped up his chin, and waited comfortably.
He planned to stay here until the master finished picking up the body and exiting, then he could get out and interfere in the worship hall.
However, before Yu Xing put down the red cloth, he saw a dark figure quietly stepping in while the lady was questioning the priest. Then the person glanced around and actually took a fancy to the desk where Yu Xing was hiding, and looked towards
Here it comes!
Yu Xing: “……”
He moved in thoughtfully, planning to wait for the other person to come in, first cover the other person's mouth to prevent the other person from screaming in fear, and then kindly allocate half of the place for him to hide.
The figure quickly walked to the desk and gently lifted the curtain, but did not go straight in. Instead, he took a cautious look first.
At this glance, I saw Xiao Jin lying on the ground in a casual posture.
Shadow: “……”
Yu Xing mouthed: "...Hi? It turns out it's Brother Jiu~"
Since the appearance and figure of the character he played were very different from his own, Zhao Yijiao, who was not recognized by Yu Xing at a glance, paused for a moment, then without saying anything, he got under the desk.
When the red cloth was put down and all the candlelight outside was blocked, Yu Xing's eyes were completely dark. His night vision ability was suppressed. Now he was no different from ordinary people. He only felt that he couldn't see his fingers.
It was Zhao Yijiu who seemed to see clearly. He put his hand on Yu Xing's shoulder to help Yu Xing position himself.
He said in a voice so soft that only two people could hear: "How did you get in?"
Yu Xing was too embarrassed to lie down anymore, so he turned over and sat up: "The same method as you."
The implication is that they all came in when the lady was not paying attention.
Zhao Yijiu seemed to feel more at ease in the darkness than usual. Even the depressed gloom he usually felt had dissipated a little. He added, "Are you going to watch a show here? There are three people outside. Can you help me?"
"The red silk is affected by Liu Xue. After a while, the silk and satin will not move when they start worshiping. The three of them will be fine." Yu Xing was close and keenly felt the difference between Zhao Yijiu. He was a little surprised that Zhao Yijiu was there.
Feeling like a fish in water in the darkness, I felt a little more interested in Zhao Yijiu's past.
"Fang Pian said that he has a way to get in, and with Si who has been digging around for the plot beside Madam, it shouldn't be difficult for their team to explore 60%. But Luoliang's team" Zhao Yijius said in a cold tone
Analyzing, those who don't know can't tell that he is weighing whether he needs help, and may even think that he is talking about a murder plan.
“You want to help?” Yu Xing raised his eyebrows in the darkness.
Zhao Yijiu pondered for a moment: "It's up to you."
It means, if you say you want to help, then you will. If you say you don’t, then forget it.
Yu Xing smiled and whispered: "The right path is so terrifying."
Zhao Yijiu moved, and then a muffled voice came: "What's wrong with the right path?"
"No, no, it's very good. I especially like the Righteous Line." Yu Xing denied it teasingly. He did admire the Righteous Line deducers. Now he was just lamenting that Zhao Yijiu's cold temperament was not something he didn't have in the Righteous Line.
It makes sense, because beneath the cold surface, his heart is quite warm.
Besides, Zhao Yijiao is not a Holy Mother. He only chooses to help others when he is safe, and he seeks the opinions of his teammates as much as possible.
Yu Xing smiled and agreed: "Okay, after the master has finished what needs to be done and exits, we will find a way to bring Luo Liang and his teammates in."
Zhao Yijiu asked: "What if the master and his wife want to finish the worship service before leaving?"
"I just destroyed this place. Anyway... out of the master's control, the ghosts of Master Fang and Liu Xue will not attack me first no matter how unconscious they are. They will definitely seek revenge on their old enemies first!"
The area of the mourning hall is exactly the same as that of the mourning hall in the first stage. It is enough to show that for Mr. Fang, the wedding hall decorated with swaying red shadows is like a mourning hall, which makes him depressed and desperate.
At least in the extension of this image, Yu Xing can be sure of Master Fang’s attitude towards the wedding.
This young master agrees with them in general stance. Even if it is dangerous, he can still be used or helped.
Yu Xing guessed that Zhao Yijiu could see everything, so he was testing whether he could see anything. After speaking, he gestured to Zhao Yijiu.
Zhao Yijiu's tone was a little strange: "What are you doing?"
“It’s okay, I just want to see if you can see. Hey, do you have such strong night vision?”
"……Um."
Madam probably never dreamed that there would be two guys with such courage, hiding under the desk, chatting in this cold and strange environment.
After chatting for a while, Yu Xing picked up a corner of the tablecloth again. This time, he carefully looked at the furnishings of the hall.
In the spacious rectangular space, red candles are inserted one by one into candlesticks placed on the ground. In the middle of the room are two empty wooden chairs, with a couplet hanging between them.
There are red flowers hanging above the couplets, which look very festive.
According to the requirements, the father-in-law and mother-in-law should be sitting on the wooden chairs during worship, and the other side should be to worship heaven and earth. I just don’t know what will be sitting on the chairs at this white wedding.
Every pillar in the house is decorated with red 囍 characters, and an unlit brazier is placed next to the threshold...
Many details are consistent with ordinary people going to the wedding hall to get married, but no matter how you look at the wedding hall in Fang Mansion, you can't get rid of the weird atmosphere.
Because, in front of the wooden chair, there was a huge black coffin.
Yu Xing glanced at the coffin involuntarily. Its presence was too strong, no less than the corpse wearing a red suit sitting on the empty chair on the other side.
The body's back was facing the coffin, and Yu Xing could only see a figure that should have been slender, but was wrapped very heavily in layers of cloth.
The candle burns shorter and shorter, the tears of the candle drip like blood one by one, the exchange rate is on the plate below, and the cold temperature penetrates into the bone marrow.
The corpse was motionless, with the red hijab covering the black hair tied up in a bun. It always gave people the illusion that the corpse would soon stand up like a living person and smile cutely.
Yu Xing felt that this back was very familiar, just like when he went to Liu Bingxian’s shop on Funeral Street to find Liu Xue and saw Liu Xue’s back turned to him when he was making paper figurines.
"Tsk, what if after I die, someone keeps me intact, puts on red clothes, and goes to marry the soul of a strange woman..." Yu Xing muttered in a low voice, frowning tightly, "Oh, that's so wicked.
"
Zhao Yijiu: "..." Why do you always look for a sense of immersion in strange places?
He felt weird for a moment. He always felt that Yu Xing had something to say, but he couldn't grasp the specific direction.
There was no time for Zhao Yijiu to figure it out. The time finally came to this moment. The door creaked and was completely opened. Three figures outside the door flashed past and entered the hall.
The master walked in front of his wife, taking evenly spaced steps, and came to the coffin.
Madam didn’t get too close to the coffin. She seemed to be afraid, and leaned weakly and bonelessly on the low cabinet, while the priest followed her obediently and stood silently.
The master looked around, pressed his mask with his hand, and said slowly in a deep voice: "There seems to be a little insect here."
"What? Someone came in?" Madam's eyes were sharp.
The master was silent, standing there with a sarcastic smile on his face: "Some little bugs don't know their own abilities and always think they are well hidden. In fact... they just throw themselves into a trap."
Zhao Yijiu’s pupils shrank under the desk. The master had already discovered him and Yu Xing!?
Is this also what the master has deduced, or does the master have other perceptual abilities?
If this is the case, the master's fearless performance probably means that the incident of him and Yu Xing sneaking into the temple was the result of the master's expectation and even indulgence.
He moved his right hand, and was about to take out [Stop Kill] to ensure that he could counterattack as soon as possible in case of danger. A hand with clear joints placed on the back of his right hand. The force was neither light nor heavy, but it was obvious that
Stop his movements.
Zhao Yijiu looked at Yu Xing in confusion, and saw that Yu Xing was calm and shook his head at him, mouthing: "He is bluffing."
Zhao Yijiu was stunned for a moment and stopped, waiting for the master's next move.
Unexpectedly, Yu Xing reached out to cover his eyes again and shook his head: "Don't look, some people are very sensitive to eyes, especially those with strong emotions."
Zhao Yijiu could barely distinguish the shape of Yu Xing's mouth and lowered his eyelids.
Why does Yu Xing seem to have a lot of peeping experience...
His heartbeat, which had been shocked by what the master said just now, gradually returned to a steady state and he regained his composure.
Sure enough, the two of them waited quietly, but the wife did not have the patience. Seeing that the master did not take any action after finishing speaking, she asked: "Who came in? Where?"
The master waited for another two seconds before smiling and saying: "Madam, I misunderstood. What I said was just an insect crawling on me."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand.
Between his index finger and thumb, there was a black reptile the size of a fingernail, which was already dead.
Mrs. : "...You didn't succeed in trying to scare people, but you frightened me instead."
The master did not reply to her, but walked to the coffin and touched the end of the coffin with the gap.
"close the door."
Madam turned around and closed the door obediently.
The master stretched out a hand backwards, and the priest who was responsible for the preparations for the ceremony immediately came forward with an altar, walked to the master, and opened the lid of the altar.
A strong smell of blood wafted out from the jar, making Yu Xing curl his lips in disgust under the desk.
This is the same smell he smelled on the blood array in the auricle. It was stronger than half of the blood and made it nauseating.
The master took the small spoon handed by the priest, scooped a spoonful of blood from the jar, and skillfully poured it on the coffin lid. Yu Xing could only judge from the movement of the master's arm that the first stroke was an arc.
The priest held the jar expressionlessly and watched the master spoonful by spoonful to complete the reduced version of the blood array on the coffin lid. Finally, the master cut his finger with a knife and filled the gaps for the five human sacrifices in the large blood array.
The position squeezed out his own blood.
The blood falls and the formation is formed.
An unprecedented coldness quickly enveloped the entire room. The lady was wearing very little, and goosebumps were already beginning to appear on her skin.
The master asked the priest to step back and stared at the black coffin intently.
“Dong.”
Suddenly, the coffin shook, and in the silence, a knocking sound came from inside, which was extremely scary.
The master laughed: "It's done, exit."
“Dong, dong…”
The knocking sound in the coffin became more and more rapid. From the perspective of others, the coffin was shaking continuously, as if the next moment, the things inside were about to lift the coffin board and snatch out the coffin.
Madam looked at this scene, her beautiful eyes lowered, her hands folded, and she said softly: "Heh... I hope you like your new wife."
The master opened the door and turned around and said, "Someone needs to be watching inside. If something unexpected happens, knock on the window to remind you."
The lady snorted coldly at him, and then looked at Xiangsi with some reluctance: "Xiaomeng, as we said before, you stay in the room. Remember, stand by the window and pretend to be a paper man for decoration. Don't
Let the young master and Liu Xue discover you. After the matter is over, you don’t have to worry about it and escape from the door, do you understand?"
Si, who was thinking about how to stay inside, was startled, and then calmly responded: "I will pay attention to my own safety."
She didn’t know that “she” had discussed this matter with her wife. Thinking about it, this should be something Xiao Meng experienced before the time jumped to today.
What an unexpected surprise.
The lady and the master left the room. The moment the door closed, the priest looked around.
She would not stand obediently by the window and pretend to be a paper figurine. The madam and the master may not have the intention of sacrificing her, but as a deducer, she knew that Liu Xue was best at making paper figurines.
If she really acted as an observer and stood there motionless, she would be in a dead end.
Liu Xue will definitely recognize her as a living person.
I can only say that the Xiao Meng she played was able to get many plots and clues that others could not get, but the pitfalls were one after another, and a little carelessness would lead to disaster.
Simply...she is not a vegetarian.
“Boom!”
“Dong dong dong!”
The shaking of the coffin became more and more violent. Suddenly, five pale fingers squeezed out from the gap and grabbed the lid of the coffin.
The things inside obviously realized that this was how to get out, so they no longer kept banging, but slowly pushed the coffin lid down with their hands...
The red cloth on the desk next to it was lifted to a very conspicuous height. Yu Xing stuck his head out and waved to her.