The speaker was a fifteen or six-year-old Taoist nun who had gone down the mountain to perform rituals with the masters. She seemed to have not gone through much, but now she pointed at one place with her hand, her face was pale and her voice was trembling.
This direction is right in front of Yu Xijiao, in the direction of the coffin.
It was just getting up, it was still early, and it was time to do things. Almost everyone from the Yu family was in the Zhengyuan Marquis Mansion. Everyone spoke very softly. They were startled by such a sharp voice.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of her finger.
"This...is blood?"
"Is there blood in Lanxuan County Lord's coffin?"
"This... this is bleeding. Is there... any grievance?"
Many people saw that on the edge of Yu Lanxuan's coffin, a wisp of red blood slowly slid down, reflecting in the white cloth, making people feel inexplicably heart-stopping.
Yu Xijiao helped Qingyue stand up and looked at the scene in front of her in horror. She stretched out her hand as if she wanted to say something, but her feet went weak and she almost kicked the brazier over. The person who was originally frightened became even more frightened.
How could a good coffin bleed?
Many people know that there is no body inside, just a few clothes. How come these clothes are bleeding? Is there really some injustice inside?
Regarding the death of Mrs. Zhengyuanhou and Yu Lanxuan, many people were suspicious, and many secretly suspected it. Now that they could see it clearly and intuitively, the doubts in their hearts were immediately expressed at this time, and they followed their footsteps.
More people became weak, and some could no longer stand. They knelt down with a thump and muttered to the coffin, begging An and Yu Lanxuan for forgiveness, saying that they knew nothing.
Ning was so frightened that her face changed drastically, her lips trembled, and she couldn't take a step. She looked at everything in front of her, and her hands and feet were stiff.
Yu Zhongyang saw that it was not good and hurriedly stepped forward and scolded: "Who accidentally dropped the red candle on the coffin? They haven't cleaned it up yet."
"There...are no red candles here." Someone said in a wavy voice.
A funeral is not a happy event, so why would red candles be prepared, let alone red candle oil dripping here?
Yu Zhongyang's face turned ferocious, he snatched a wet wipe from the hand of the woman next to him, and wiped it on the coffin in twos and twos. The wet wipe immediately turned blood red, as if it was swung out of blood.
, the blood on the coffin was not wiped clean, but it looked increasingly red...
"This is really an injustice."
"Mrs. An and the county prince...this is a dead injustice."
"It's... who harmed Mrs. An and the county king...?" Someone's teeth were chattering, making a rattling sound, which made people feel more and more gloomy in this mourning hall.
"What...is flying above this...?" Someone suddenly took two steps back and screamed at the top of his lungs. This sound made people feel inexplicably cold and uneasy from the bottom of their hearts.
Several pieces of gauze fell down, and one piece even fell into the brazier, and fire suddenly surged up.
It seemed as if something had torn away the last trace of peace, and I don't know who was the first to shout: "Hurry...Mrs. An and Lord Lanxuan are here to claim their lives!"
The sharp screams made many people turn around and run away. The people behind them dispersed in a rush, and the people in front were led away. There were also people who didn't actually want to run, but at this time, they couldn't allow her to run or not run.
The Taoist priests were originally the most courageous, but the female crowns were obviously not very courageous, especially the younger Taoist nuns. At this time, they also ran out in a panic and threw down the ritual tools in their hands.
At a time like this, it adds a bit of panic.
Yu Ruiwenhe and several clan elders scolded everyone to stop, while sending people to put out the fire first and maintain order. Unfortunately, many family members were frightened and did not dare to come back after they went out. Some people shivered and huddled up, and had no choice but to
I can send it back first.
There wasn't much white cloth burning in the brazier, and the fire was under control in a short time.
Yu Xijiao stood in the corner of the mourning hall and did not run away. Her eyes swept across the people present, specifically glancing over the faces of Ning and Yu Zhongyang, and a hint of darkness flashed in her eyes.
Ning was extremely frightened, her face was as white as paper, and her whole body was trembling.
Yu Zhongyang looked fine, but his face had a sinister look, and his expression was gloomy. He seemed to be the same person as the good-tempered second uncle in his memory.
A steward hurriedly came from behind the white cloth, and when he saw Yu Xijiao standing there in a lively manner, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Third Miss, Mr. Marquis, please go out, it is not safe here."
It was someone sent by Yu Ruiwen.
"No need, I'm safe here." Yu Xijiao shook her head and looked left and right.
"Girl..." The manager wanted to persuade her again, but Yu Xijiao had already waved her hand, "Reply to my father, I'm safe here and there's nothing wrong with me. I have to stay here in the first half of the night. I can't go back at this time, and it will be in vain."
It made people talk."
Seeing that she insisted on doing this, the manager had no choice but to go back and report.
At this time, the mourning hall has stabilized. Many of the female relatives have fled, but basically all the men have stayed. At this time, the manpower has been gathered, and the Taoist nuns have also called all their family members back. A few little Taoist nuns are following them tremblingly.
Behind the master, his face was as white as a ghost.
Their eyes looked around in fear, as if some evil spirit would suddenly come out and take their lives at the next moment.
"This is not blood, I don't know what it is." Yu Zhongwen took two steps forward and showed the wet wipe in his hand to Duan Yuwen.
Yu Ruiwen tilted his face, took two steps back, and shook his hand: "Take it, take it, don't show me what's going on with this coffin, why is it bleeding so well?"
He didn't want to look at something so unlucky.
"Master Hou, this is not blood." Yu Zhongyang said almost through gritted teeth.
"Even if it's not blood, this kind of thing is still very taboo. Did you get something dirty in your house? How could something like this happen?"
Yu Ruiwen frowned and glanced sideways at the wet wipes in Yu Zhongyang's hand. He felt like he couldn't bear to look directly at it, so he stepped back. If he could, he wouldn't even look at it.
Yu Zhongyang was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. If someone else had said this, he would have slapped him in the face. What do you mean by provoking something unclean? They are having a funeral, and they are holding a funeral now!
"Master Hou... this really isn't blood. Someone must have done it on purpose." Yu Zhongyang gritted his teeth and said with a ferocious look on his face.
"Someone did it on purpose? Why did you do this? Did you do... something?" Yu Ruiwen looked Yu Zhongyang up and down, and seeing that he was still coming, he hurriedly said: "Don't come over, just take two steps back and stay away from me.
Stay away, this kind of evil thing has nothing to do with our house."
After saying that, the disgust in his eyes was clear.
Yu Zhongyang was angry and anxious: "Master Hou, this is really... someone deliberately wanted to confuse the public... Someone should have sneaked in and done something."
After Yu Zhongyang finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed back: "Master Hou, you should know that there are only clothes in here, right?"
"I took off my clothes, so...why did it bleed?" Yu Ruiwen nodded to express his approval, but these words made Yu Zhongyang feel even more aggrieved.
"Master Hou, I don't know who did it." Yu Zhongyang took another deep breath, suppressed the annoyance in his heart, and pointed at An's coffin, "If there is really something, it shouldn't happen at this time.
Is there also sister-in-law’s coffin? Lan Xuan’s and sister-in-law’s coffins are the same, and they both contain clothes.”
"This means... someone really entered the mourning hall, and what did they do?" Yu Ruiwen touched his chin, and his eyes suddenly fell behind Yu Zhongyang, his eyes widened.
"Of course, yes, this matter needs to be investigated carefully. Everyone who has been to the mourning hall and may have encountered the coffin must be investigated." Seeing that Yu Ruiwen believed it, Yu Zhongyang took a deep breath and calmed down.
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Investigate, this matter must be investigated clearly, otherwise rumors will be flying all over the sky tomorrow.
"Then...what is it?" A clan elder pointed his hand behind Yu Zhongyang, his voice wavering.
Yu Zhongyang was stunned for a moment, turned around subconsciously, and suddenly froze.
Behind him was An's coffin. On the coffin, a drop of blood slowly slid down. The blood was bright in color, as if it had just drained from the body. It made people feel numb not only in their scalp, but also in their heart.
"Is this... really an injustice?" Another clan elder's eyes went straight, his feet went weak, and he almost fell, but Yu Ruiwen reached out to help him, which saved him from falling.
Yu Zhongyang's words almost made the situation in front of him even more horrifying.
Even though Yu Zhongyang didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he couldn't react for a moment and looked at everything in front of him with his mouth open.
"Brother, is there any grievance in the death of Mrs. Zhengyuanhou and the county prince?" Yu Ruiwen asked.
"No, how could it be possible? It's an accident, it's really an accident!" Yu Zhongyang almost gritted his teeth and said, the veins on his forehead bulging out.
After he finished speaking, he realized that he had overreacted. He breathed hard for a few times before calming down his voice: "This matter must be investigated. I don't know who wants to deal with our Zhengyuan Hou Mansion, and even died.
People's peace has been disturbed, this matter...this matter must be investigated."
Yu Zhongyang's head was buzzing, as if there were gongs and drums beating inside, and he had a splitting headache!
Even if he no longer believed it, he couldn't help but panic at this time, and subconsciously said "check" again and again. In fact, he had no idea what to say. He didn't believe this was true, and he didn't believe that this was the appearance of the ghosts of his sister-in-law and niece.
If it is true, shouldn't the eldest brother's evil spirit be more powerful than his sister-in-law and niece?
They both died violently. How could the eldest brother be inferior to his sister-in-law and niece?
After thinking about it this way, I felt at ease. I told myself that all this was false. Someone must be plotting something secretly. I gritted my teeth hard. It was impossible. An and Yu Lanxuan were not my opponents before they died. Let alone them.
, so what if he is the eldest brother, in the end it is not in his own hands.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Thinking of this, he suddenly paused, closed his eyes hard, and his rapid breathing became calmer. When he opened his eyes again, there was only gloom in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Please help me find out about this, Marquis Xuanping."
, who saw my eldest brother absent and took the opportunity to ruin the reputation of my Zhengyuan Hou Mansion."
As soon as he finished speaking, a maid stumbled in and said, "Second Master, it's not good, he's dead... he's dead!"