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Chapter 170: Making a scene in the mourning hall (4112 words in total)
One minute later.

Lin Yi was wearing the coat he had taken off from Hua Zi, holding a few cards in his hand and sitting stiffly next to him.

It looked like four people playing cards.

In order to prevent himself from being easily exposed by keeping his eyes open, he deliberately held half of his face with his hands and squinted slightly.

You can see what's going on outside without being noticed by anyone blinking.

There was silence in the mourning hall, and the sounds of chaotic footsteps were getting closer and closer.

"What are you doing waiting around? Come in quickly."

A grumpy voice sounded.

The first person to walk in was a middle-aged man, wearing white mourning clothes and frowning.

He has gray hair, a slightly chubby figure, and a very fast pace.

Really annoying.

Only the little boy who was left behind said nothing and stared silently at the middle-aged woman who had already entered in front.

"No, no." Axiu shrank back in fright and explained in a panic: "How dare I be disrespectful to Lady Dragon."

After saying that, he sneered, turned around and continued to chase the middle-aged man.

There was a gloomy smile on his face, and he clenched his fists hard.

The statue stared at the middle-aged man in silence, the corners of his mouth widening under the man's expectant eyes.

As he walked, he urged those following him to move faster.

Although he has an honest and honest face, his actions and words reveal a sense of irritability.

But no one dared to refute, they could only speed up and move forward silently.

The little boy Azhi pouted reluctantly, deliberately slowed down and walked towards the door.

As he spoke, he stretched out his fist and wanted to greet Axiu.

He is the head of the Mei family, and no one except the old woman dares to disobey him.

It's like protecting some peerless treasure.

"I don't dare. Trust me, husband." A Xiu said fearfully.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry."

He is a man with a bad temper.

There is also the second brother who is smart and popular. He is always overpowered at home, but he is not taken seriously outside.

"Yes, father." The short-haired Ayong and the short-haired Ade immediately started moving and walked towards the door.

After the man looked away, he put on another expression.

The remaining three boys looked at each other with ugly expressions on their faces.

Only then can he get rid of everything.

"I'm not afraid of pushing myself to death."

"Lord Dragon Girl, please continue to bless the Mei family with abundant wealth and prosperity."

What a gentle and virtuous wife, she knows how to take care of herself day by day, and she cannot do this or that.

"For the sake of my sincere service to you, please, please."

The middle-aged man placed fresh fruits and pastries. Seeing the woman muttering something to the statue, he immediately scolded: "What are you doing? You don't want to live anymore, how dare you disrespect the statue!"

"Everyone is under control. You hurry up and start." The middle-aged man briefly checked the five people in front of the mourning hall and found no problems.

"Coming, coming." The woman behind him quickly quickened her pace, her shoulders flinched, and she looked submissive.

"I'm just sincerely begging Lady Dragon to continue to protect the Mei family."

He looked around, his eyes fell on the statue, and he showed a flattering smile, "Lord Dragon Girl, please wait patiently, the sacrifice will be ready soon."

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and excitedly directed to the four people who were still standing: "Axiu, hurry up and tidy up the offering table. Ayong and Ade, hurry up and carry the sacrifices in. Azhi, please give it to your brothers." Give me a hand."

The middle-aged man stared at Axiu's face suspiciously for a while before retracting his fist, "It's best this way. Don't let me find out that you have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, or I'll make you walk around without food. ”

Axiu took out a clean white handkerchief from her arms and carefully approached the statue, wiping it carefully bit by bit.

Two boys of similar age looked at each other with a hint of resentment in their tone.

They all forgot their identity and that he was the eldest brother.

While wiping, she whispered, "Dragon Girl, please bless me to be beautiful and charming. It is best to be more beautiful than Auntie Liu next door."

However, the middle-aged man was not aware of this, and even became more and more excited because of the changes in the statue.

All this is thanks to Lady Dragon.

"I'm sorry you don't dare." The middle-aged man pointed at the incense candles piled aside and said, "Quick, light the incense."

His slender eyebrows were raised high, and with a hint of meanness in his eyes, he shouted to the three boys following him: "Aren't all of them hungry? Walk faster!"

This scene also caught the eye of Lin Yi, who had been observing secretly.

The most irritating thing was the old woman, who held all her money and property tightly in her hands and was unwilling to leave even a small fingertip for him.

Isn't he his biological child?
But it doesn't matter now.

All those who stood in his way were gone.

Thanks to Lady Dragon Girl for her help, these eyesores have disappeared from the world.

Only then could he live such a comfortable life, with money, power, and a beautiful newly married woman.

The only regret is that A Xiu has an unpleasant temperament and is timid.

If something happens, he will show his dejected expression of whether he wants to cry or not.

If it weren't for his good-looking face, he would have been replaced by someone else.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man once again stared at the statue eagerly and lowered his voice and said: "Ms. Dragon Girl, you will definitely like this sacrifice. I hope you can give me a beautiful and lovely woman to accompany you again."

"I promise I will find a better sacrifice for you next time."

The statue's eyes moved slightly, but there was no response.

The middle-aged man is not discouraged. He will know how good it will be when the Dragon Lady receives the sacrifice.

He spent a lot of effort on this sacrifice.

Even his three sons used it to put on a good show and found the perfect sacrifice.

"Damn stuff." Axiu, who had returned from setting up the incense candles, apparently overheard the middle-aged man's words, and a cold flash appeared in his eyes.

It seems that she also needs to prepare early.

Otherwise, the fate of the previous daughter-in-law of the Mei family would soon be her turn.

As long as the offerings are good, it doesn't matter who is in charge.

Axiu made up her mind, her eyes flashed slightly, and she secretly began to plan how to take away the statue.

No one knew that the desires in their hearts turned into traces of black energy and were continuously sucked into the statue.

The crack on the statue expanded again, and something let out a cold and sharp laugh.

Hee hee hee.
Soon, I will be free.

Lin Yi didn't know why he caught a strange sound in his ears.

There was a hint of sinisterness in the high-pitched voice, sounding like that of a young child.

He adjusted his perspective slightly and moved his gaze closer to the door.

I found that the little boy Azhi was still walking slowly like a turtle, standing by the door without taking a step out.

"Come here and help me, if you keep hiding, I'll let dad whip you." A Yong clicked his tongue impatiently and shouted to Azhi who was standing by the door, with a hint of threat inside and outside his words. Adé, who had already grabbed both ends of the wooden frame, immediately let go and stood dissatisfied.

The wooden frame suddenly fell to the ground with a bang.

Even the person lying on the wooden frame was hit.

"Hey, you little bastards don't want to live anymore? Why are you so angry with me?" The middle-aged man heard the noise and walked over quickly.

He first picked up the little boy Azhi's clothes, dragged him out, and threw them on the ground.

Azhi's face was facing the ground, with several scars scratched by the rough sand and stones, and half of his face quickly swelled.

However, he didn't shout. He just tried to get up using his hands and feet and stood honestly with his head down.

"Who made that noise just now?" The middle-aged man glanced back and forth between A Yong and A De, and his hand movements were fast and swift.

One in each hand, when you go up, it will be a big slap of photons.

Neither of the two people who were beaten dared to say a word.

There was blood at the corner of his mouth and he didn't dare to wipe it with his hands.

This obedient look pleased the middle-aged man to a great extent.

It made the other person feel a lot better and his anger subsided a bit.

"Hurry up and bring the sacrifices in. The time is coming soon." The middle-aged man shook off these words, turned around and walked back to the front of the mourning hall, continuing to arrange other items devoutly.

At this time, Ade and Ayong dared to reach out and touch their swollen cheeks. They took a breath and made a hissing sound of pain.

"Unlucky guy."

"What an unlucky thing."

The two of them said something to Azhi in unison, then stretched out their hands to lift the wooden shelf and walked inside with cold expressions.

No one said a word to Azhi again.

At this time, A Xiucai dared to walk over from the side, took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, opened it and said sincerely: "Why are you so stubborn?"

"If you don't obey, you will be beaten. Don't always go against your father."

She dipped her fingertips into some ointment from the small porcelain bottle and gently applied it on Azhi's red and swollen wound.

There was a hint of distress in his eyes.

But what can be done?

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

What's more, the other party also has extraordinary power in their hands, which they cannot compete with.

"Mom, I don't want to be a puppet without freedom." Azhi whispered, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. He looked forward to his mother taking him out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Unfortunately, Axiu just shook his head silently, touched his head with his hand and said softly: "Living is more important than freedom."

"Then I would rather die." Azhi lowered his head in disappointment and said decisively.

Axiu disagreed, thinking that Azhi was just young and couldn't figure it out at the moment, so he just lost his temper at her.

Death was not as easy as he thought.

Axiu is also unwilling to leave the Mei family and lose everything she has now.

Wealth and beauty are both inseparable.

"It's done, let's go in." Axiu rubbed Azhi's head again and warned, "Be good and be obedient."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Azhi's answer, reached out and grabbed his hand and walked forward.

Azhi stared closely at the warm hand holding him, but his heart became colder and colder.

Why don't you want to give up.

Didn’t you say that the person you love the most is me?
Mother, you are also a big liar.

Azhi coldly shook off Axiu's hand, ignored her startled eyes, and quickly walked into the mourning hall.

He won't hesitate about what happens next.

"It's almost time to start the ceremony." The middle-aged man shouted loudly, "Prepare the sacrifices."

Ayong and Ade dragged the man out of the wooden frame and placed him on the ground in front of the statue.

The middle-aged man took out his coat, took out the dagger hidden in his waist, and stepped closer to the sleeping man on the ground.

Just when the blade was about to cut through the skin of the opponent's wrist.

Suddenly, a strong wind roared in, bringing with it groups of black shadows that flew in from the windows and doors, flying and flowing freely in the mourning hall, destroying everything present.

The incense has been cut off, the candlelight has been extinguished, and the tributes have been knocked to the ground in a mess.

Fresh fruits rolled down, crunched, and mixed with dust, making the scene a mess.

Many seats fell to the ground, and most of the white curtain hanging high above the door was torn off and fell on the threshold.

The black shadow shone with a dark light and was so erratic that it was impossible to catch a clear trace with the naked eye.

They were whirling and circling in the air, like a group of uninvited guests breaking into this silent mourning hall, interrupting the ceremony.

With the howling of the strong wind, the atmosphere in the mourning hall became eerie and terrifying, as if there were unspeakable secrets hidden, making people feel a sense of inexplicable fear and uneasiness.

However, this is not the end.

boom.
boom.
boom.
There were inexplicable knocking sounds.

The source is the black coffin.

"What's going on!" The middle-aged man was shocked, with a horrified expression on his face, and his hand pointing at the coffin kept shaking. "Didn't it mean that with Yang Qi suppressing her, it would be impossible for her to move?"

"I don't know, is there something wrong?" Axiu was so frightened that her body couldn't stop trembling. She could only place her hope on the middle-aged man.

After all, he knows the ritual best and is most familiar with it.

"Which part?"

The other party's words reminded the middle-aged man, and he looked at Axiu with an evil look, "Do you have to use your hands and feet?"

"I'm not really me." Axiu kept backing away under the middle-aged man's cannibalistic gaze, and finally her feet gave way and she hit the card table directly.

His eyes happened to meet one of the people on the card table.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, pointed at the person at the card table and shouted: "The number of people is wrong."

"That's right, the number of people is wrong." Axiu reluctantly stood up on the chair, swallowed nervously and continued: "There should only be four people, but now there is one more."

"There's one more!" The middle-aged man followed Axiu's gaze and saw that there were four people on the card table.

But they had all forgotten that there was someone sitting on the chair next to them.

Because the card table is located in a more eye-catching and forward position, you can see it almost every time you turn around and look up.

The presence of the person lying on the chair next to him is not that obvious.

As a result, they were never aware of the problem of numbers.

"Damn it." The middle-aged man was furious.

Even if a problem is discovered, he has no way to tell which extra person it is.

In order to avoid being noticed by others, I only found relatives who were not very close to me.

He didn't recognize any of them.

"Let's go, follow me to get the weapons given by Lady Dragon." The middle-aged man glanced angrily at the black coffin that was still ringing, and muttered: "Old immortal, I didn't want to kill everyone, but you forced me to of."

After the two left, the remaining three looked at each other, with a smile on their lips.

(End of this chapter)