I saw that my cousin Jiang Wenyue was still wearing pajamas, but the clothes seemed to be wet and dry, and dry and wet again. Not only was the waist and abdomen almost turned into a solid white board, but also some areas were covered with coagulated blood clots.
.
Horrible.
The closer you get to the bed, the stronger the smell of heather becomes.
Jiang Heng had to hold his nose and move closer. Only when he was three or four meters away did he stand up and take a look at his cousin's appearance from a distance.
At this time, Jiang Wenyue no longer looked as elegant as he had seen a few days ago. His entire face was sunken. Not only that, he seemed to have lost dozens of kilograms and looked skinny. His eyeballs were sunken, but vaguely
There is still a smile on the corner of the mouth, as if he is experiencing the ultimate enjoyment.
"It's not a bad thing for my cousin to die!"
Jiang Heng cursed secretly, covering his nose and quickly exiting the room.
The situation here is unclear, and no one can guarantee that the ghost is still there.
When Jiang Heng came outside, he let out a long sigh of relief.
This was so damn uncomfortable, it was so pungent that it even made my eyes smudge. I have to say that my cousin’s fighting ability was still very strong.
It’s just that this female ghost’s hands and feet are really fast!
Not long after, I vaguely heard the sound of messy footsteps outside. The first person to come over was my uncle who was running all the way.
I rushed directly to the house, and not long after I heard my uncle's heart-rending cry of pain.
My cousin was my uncle's only son. Now that he is dead, you can imagine how he feels.
Seeing this, Jiang Heng sighed slightly, this was the white-haired man giving the black-haired man a gift.
After a while, the small courtyard became overcrowded, and the whole family rushed over in a hurry.
The situation is almost exactly the same as a few days ago.
This time the situation was still very strange. The head of the family, Jiang Erhai, asked no one to touch the body and began to arrange a funeral at home.
There was nothing wrong with Jiang Heng here. He stood for a while, comforted his uncle and then returned to his small courtyard.
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At night, the moonlight shines like a flower, and it is extremely quiet.
At midnight, Jiang Heng came to the hall that had been temporarily decorated as a mourning hall. Now it was his turn to keep vigil.
Originally, I wanted to spark a fire directly, but the uncle refused to say anything. In the end, the head of the family, Jiang Erhai, had no choice but to agree to stay overnight and prepare for cremation early the next morning. So no matter how reluctant the uncle was, he had no choice but to agree.
There are far fewer people in the mourning hall than during the day. Apart from the uncle, there are only a few servants here who take turns to be on duty.
Although there is moonlight, it still seems a bit dark outside tonight, and the silence feels very strange.
Several servants were sitting outside in the yard drinking, eating pork elbows, cold dishes, and roast duck with wine, and their mouths were full of oil. However, when they saw Jiang Heng approaching, they were frightened and hurriedly hid him behind their backs with a look of embarrassment on their faces.
Jiang Hengda did not blame these servants. After all, it was a bit cold in the middle of the night, and the wine could help keep warm. Besides, there was no need to worry about such trivial matters now.
"Uncle!"
"Brother Heng is here, sit down!" the uncle said with dull eyes.
"Uncle, my condolences and my condolences, my cousin's death was mysterious. We will definitely find the murderer!"
"The murderer? Haha... So what if we find it?" The uncle smiled bitterly.
Jiang Heng was also silent. This matter was indeed unsolvable. He didn't know how terrifying and evil these ghosts were. In short, they were probably not something he could deal with now. Even if he told his uncle what happened that night, maybe
You are not helping your uncle but harming him!
The night becomes darker and darker.
Gradually the ugly time came.
The moonlight outside had been shrouded by dark clouds, and the outside of the small courtyard was completely plunged into darkness. At this time, the chill had become more intense, and it was even colder than before, as if it was biting cold.
But at this moment, those who drank too much secretly felt as if their bladders were about to explode.
I can't hold it in anymore.
One of the servants named Li San could hardly hold back the horse urine.
He felt that his little egg had shrunk back, and if he didn't release the urine, his little egg would burst inside.
In fact, he was not the only one who had the urge to urinate, but the other servant who secretly drank with him also felt bloated.
It's just that no one dares to relieve themselves alone. The house has been uneasy recently, so no one dares to go out at night unless they are together. But no one dares to speak first. After all, they are all big men. Who can
I don’t dare to admit that I don’t dare to relieve myself alone.
So the two of them were in a stalemate, and there were two servants beside them who were a little confused, but they continued to chat without changing their expressions.
Time passed like this little by little, about half an hour later.
Li San felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. If he continued, he would definitely pee his pants, and then it would no longer be a simple matter of ridicule.
"Brothers, you... you... any of you want to pee? Do you want to go together?"
"I...I happen to want to go too."
Maybe it was because they had endured it for a long time, the other person also said quickly, but it was because he had endured it for so long that his words were trembling.
The other two people who were chatting at first looked at Li San gratefully after hearing this, and they also walked over.
No one should look down on anyone at this moment.
"You want to go too? But if we all leave, here..." Li San frowned.
"It's okay, there are a few brothers inside. Let's go there for a while. Neither the young master nor the elder will know about it!" someone whispered.
Everyone nodded repeatedly. The group of people just slipped into the darkness.
Jiang Heng knelt down in the mourning hall, his ears twitching slightly and frowning. After entering the realm of high-level people, his hearing had also been greatly improved, and he listened carefully to the actions of these people.
"These old guys!"
I cursed in my heart, but I couldn't walk away, so I had to pretend nothing happened for the time being.
The uncle seems to have not stepped into the first-level power-refining realm. This is what Jiang Heng has felt after sitting here for a long time. Although his energy and blood are relatively strong, it is more than a little bit behind the level of the power-refining realm. Moreover, he has passed his prime and his body has begun to decline.
, Qi and blood give people a feeling of sluggishness.
It seemed that about half an hour had passed, but Jiang Heng was shocked to find that those old guys never came back?
"Did you just go back to sleep because you were lazy?"
But at this moment...
"Crunch!"
The originally silent mourning hall suddenly heard a sound that sounded like fingernails scratching from the other end of the coffin, where Jiang Heng and others could not see. Moreover, because it was scratching, the sound was particularly harsh.
"what sound?!"
The person who spoke was one of the servants waiting in the mourning hall. There were four servants waiting in the mourning hall. At this moment, his face, which was already bloodless from the cold, looked even more pale.