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Chapter 8: The Burial of the Dead.


When Shen Ruoshui heard this voice, she cried and laughed at the same time, and begged the eldest lady bitterly: "Sister, listen, it's Si'er, she is not dead!"

” The eldest lady's face became ugly, and Quan Dang didn't hear Chongmen Huan's call just now, so he waved his hand and ordered: "Burn this filthy mourning hall, don't let my Chongmen family be contaminated with this bad luck!"

” Nalan Wanru had already prepared, the liquor was spilled into the mourning hall, the torch was thrown down, and the fire immediately burned hotly.

The third aunt struggled to rush in, but was held down by the two mothers-in-law, she cried desperately and begged Nalan Wanru, who was standing in front of the fire, Nalan Wanru had a smug smile on the corner of her mouth, ignoring the third aunt.

The fire flooded the entire mourning hall in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Qiushui screamed: "Big lady, Zhu'er is still inside!"

” Just now, Zhu'er was so frightened by the sudden corpse that Chongmen Huan fainted, and she hasn't come out yet.

Nalan Wanru raised her eyebrows lightly, and said indifferently: "What is it called, it's just a minion, and if she dies, she should be buried with the fourth lady, lest she be a young lady and no one will take care of her there." ” Qiushui has always been good with Zhu'er, but seeing her innocent death at this moment, she silently held tears in her eyes and didn't dare to say anything.

The fire rolled, the wooden stakes of the already simple mourning hall collapsed, white smoke rolled up, and Qin Xuanji dragged Chongmenhuan's weak body out of the coffin, because she had been lying in the coffin for three days, her body was very weak, and she couldn't use any strength.

This black-hearted Nalan Wanru failed to harm her once, and now she dares to burn her to death in public!

Dragging her tattered body, she pulled up her clothes to cover her mouth and nose, and looked around to find an exit, when she heard a woman's frightened cry, it was the maid who was so frightened that she fainted.

At this moment, I was woken up by the scorching fire, and I saw that I was surrounded by the fire, holding my body and crying with snot and tears.

Feeling upset, she drank coldly: "Don't cry!

” "Ah, ghost!"

Seeing Chongmenhuan, Zhu'er was so frightened that her soul was almost gone, and she almost fainted again.

Chongmen Huan was annoyed by her noise, and reached out and slapped her in the face: "If you don't shut up, you will become a ghost." ” Zhu'er was stupid with fright, looking at Chongmenhuan, as if she didn't know her anymore, the fourth lady used to speak softly, cowardly and timid, and today she actually beat her?

looked at Chongmenhuan carefully, and saw that she actually had feet, so she asked timidly: "Fourth Miss, are you not dead?"

” The old man said that ghosts have no feet and chins, but the fourth lady has feet and chins, and it seems that the fourth lady is really not dead.

Chongmen Huan didn't bother to pay attention to her, just wanted to find a way, there was a Nalan clan with people in the front yard, and the door had been closed deadly, so he could only go out from other places, the simple mourning hall was surrounded by walls, and only there was a small air window about eight feet high on the wall.

"Open the door, open the door!"

Zhu'er saw that she and Chongmen Huan were locked up together and burned, so she was frightened and knocked on the door and shouted, but no one paid attention to her, the wooden stake on the roof was broken by the fire and smashed down, she held her head and screamed, and she didn't know how to dodge, or Chongmen Huan pulled her, and the two of them hid in the corner.

The fire burned violently, and the tongue of fire was like a viper spitting out a serpent in the darkness.

It's scary.