Li Chengmu felt sad when he thought about his mother's death without seeing her body. He knelt down again and kowtowed three times toward the black coffin: "Mother and concubine, your sons are incompetent. You can't even save your body after your death. You have lost everything."
The last thing I can do to show my dignity is to give you a burial tomb, what an unfilial son!"
Once his emotions were vented, they were out of control. Li Chengmu knelt in front of the coffin and rambled on about his crimes. Those who didn't know the details thought he was heinous.
Just when Li Chengshang could hear his ears pricking and the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, Zeng Yan and Li Chengzhan appeared one after another.
The rhythm of crying was disrupted by the two people who came in, and Li Chengmu couldn't cry anymore for a while.
"Uncle, Fifth Master"
Seeing the butler's hesitant expression, Li Chengshang asked, "Butler, what's the matter?"
Zeng Yan talked about the offerings above, "Nowadays, the world is in chaos, and it seems that the mausoleum area is not very safe. For the sake of your personal safety, we'd better set off as soon as possible."
When everyone present looked thoughtful, wondering who stole the offering, Li Chengmu slowly stood up and asked quietly: "Do you think it is possible that my mother and concubine really ate the offering?"
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Everyone's eyelids jumped after hearing this, and the one who had the biggest reaction was the second master, Li Chengzhan.
He jumped in fright: "Fifth brother, I don't want to talk about my strange power, but I'd better practice some moral integrity when I'm in the tomb."
Having said that, he glanced at the two coffins, one new and one old, one large and one small, placed in the main tomb with lingering fear.
Afterwards, You Jue felt uneasy and stepped forward to bow to the main tomb: "Mother and concubine, don't be surprised. My son also came down to disturb your purity for some reason. This time, with Mr. Xia accompanying you, you won't feel lonely down there anymore."
, If you need anything, just ask your son in your dream, and he will burn more for you, so that you can still live a life of making slaves and maidservants underground, and you will not be any worse than in the human world."
After hearing this, the fifth master Li Chengmu was not to be outdone, and said to the small coffin used by ordinary people: "Mother, there is a reason for this incident, and you have been wronged. When we come back in the future, my son will definitely order a very good coffin for you."
Shoucai, I will bury you again so that you can live a glorious life underground. If you are missing anything underground, you can tell your son in your dream, and your son will try his best to find it for you."
Seeing that his two younger brothers were talking more and more outrageously, Li Chengshang coughed twice and was about to stop him when a sudden sound from the corridor exit almost frightened everyone!
"Don't fall asleep, I'm telling you right now, I'm short of water!"
The guards' right hands were already on the handles of their knives, but everyone turned around with stiff necks. When they saw the pale faces, they almost rolled their eyes and fainted in fear.
Xia Jing didn't know how scary her image was now, seeing everyone's eyes bulging out in shock.
The bruised brows frowned and he glanced at the water bags on their waists: "What? So many of you don't have any water on you?"
She took a step forward, and Li Chengzhan couldn't stand it at first. He jumped up in fright and backed away, waving his hands crazily: "Don't come over, don't come over. Whatever you cook for my mother and concubine in the future, I'll cook double portions.
A tribute to you!"
Xia Jing paused. She was not frightened by this boy. Compared to the weird zombies in the apocalypse, this boy's body language was nothing to mention.
She was just curious if this guy really thought she was a ghost?
Looking around at the horrified expressions of others, maybe, maybe they really thought she was a ghost.
In the end, the mature housekeeper Zeng Yan was the first to react. He looked at Xia Jing's feet that were on the ground, and that there was a shadow on her backlit side that was illuminated by the light in the tomb.
"Are you really a princess?"
"Guaranteed replacement if fake!"
"How did you come back?"
"Nonsense, my tomb is here, where else can I go?"
Xia Jing pushed aside the two guards standing in front of her, walked into the main tomb chamber, and sat down on the small coffin.
The injury on the sole of my foot has not healed, and my foot started to hurt again after walking for so long.
Zeng Yan saw her careless behavior, and almost pinched mosquitoes with her brows. Why did the princess die once, and her behavior returned to the way it was when she first entered the palace? Could it be that she just broke the pot after dying once?
Li Chengshang, who had been observing her carefully, now smiled and said, "Did mother come back from the dead?"
Xia Jing endured the hunger, thirst, and soreness in the soles of her legs and calves, and sighed.
Then she felt that she wanted to get food and water from their hands. She said "hmm" too perfunctorily, and explained: "I didn't die in the first place, but because I choked on the glutinous rice balls, I couldn't swallow it all at once.
I fainted because I couldn't vomit it out. It was not death in the true sense. Later, I encountered banditry on the way, and a bump caused the ball blocked in the trachea to vomit out, and I came back to life."
The biological son of the original owner, the fifth master of the palace, Li Chengmu, was overjoyed when he heard this. He bowed around the tomb.
Then she ran to Xia Jing and said, "Concubine, I heard what you said, you know that we encountered bandits on the way? Can you hear the sounds from the outside world?"
In order to convince everyone, Xia Jing nodded: "Well, although I was unconscious at the time, I was still aware of the outside world."
Then, she recounted in detail what happened when the coffin fell downhill.
Seeing that they seemed to still have doubts, Xia Jing said "Oh!" without waiting for them to speak, and snatched the water bag from her son's waist, "I haven't had a sip of water from yesterday to now. I finally survived. When I see you,
You keep asking me questions because you want me to die of thirst so that you can bury me on the spot?"
These words scared the three sons and the housekeeper to the point where they couldn't even ask the remaining questions they originally wanted to ask.
The protagonist of the funeral came back, and Li Chengmu wanted to remove the newly transported coffin. Xia Jing stopped him, saying it was too troublesome, and she would wait until the day she actually moved in to talk about these things.
She is not dead, but the real original owner is buried. This coffin should be regarded as the original owner's tomb.
Because Xia Jing complained that she was hungry, Li Chengmu couldn't insist anymore, and the other stepsons couldn't say more or do more. Zeng Yan was a servant, so it was hard for him to make arrangements without authorization.
The group of people returned to the ground. When the guards outside saw Xia Jing with a pale and painted face, their eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight. Xia Jing could only choose to ignore it.
Anyone who sees a person who is supposed to be dead will feel horrified when he appears in front of him in the clear sky and in broad daylight. She can understand!
She understands, but she doesn't like the look in their eyes like they're seeing zombies. She's not a monster!
Xia Jing pulled her son beside her: "Xiao Wu, is there something wrong with my face?"
"Pfft!"
Li Chengzhan, who was following behind, couldn't hold back his laughter before his fifth brother could speak.
Xia Jing looked back at him, and he immediately lowered his head to look at his feet. Well, his leather boots were badly worn on the road this time, so he had to throw them away when he returned.
Li Chengmu knew why his second brother was so happy, so he helped Xia Jing enter one of the rooms in the Divine Kitchen Palace, and a guard brought in a basin of water.
"Mother concubine, it's a dry day and there is a shortage of water everywhere. My son cannot get water for you to bathe. Please make do with it and use this basin of water to cleanse your face first."
A day and night passed before Xia Jing drank water. Of course she knew that the world she first arrived in was also short of water.
Having a basin of water for her to wash her face was a luxury enough, how could she dare to expect more?
After driving her son out and using the water as a mirror, she realized how horrible the makeup on her face was, with black spots and white spots, and a lot of red lipstick smeared around her lips. If she didn't look closely, she would look like a basin of blood.
Big mouth is almost the same.
With this ghostly appearance, if you go to pretend to be a ghost at night and scare people, you will definitely scare them!