Seeing Liu Fan's expression when he asked in the tunnel, all the people at the scene showed a trace of consternation, host Qihong and Zhang Banxian looked at each other with puzzled expressions, while Feng Jincai walked to the entrance of the tunnel with a nervous face, he pushed the coffin with both hands, wanting to block the tunnel, but due to lack of strength, the coffin was motionless there.

"Brother Jincai, don't get it."

A sweet and soft female voice came from the entrance of the tunnel, and then, a woman walked slowly out along the steps in the tunnel. I saw that this person was about thirty years old, wearing burlap clothes, messy hair, and a delicate and dignified face, this was Feng Jincai's wife who had a relationship with Liu Fan, that is, the Chunling girl in Liu Fan's mouth.

After walking in front of Liu Fan, she glanced at Liu Fan with a calm face, and asked softly: "Liu Gongzi is very capable, there is something unknown in the slave family, we have only met once, how do you know that I am Chunling?" ”

"It was Zhang Banxian who told me." Liu Fan said lightly.

"Me?" After hearing this, Zhang Banxian was stunned: "I saw her for the first time today, and I didn't even know who she was before, where can I tell you this?" ”

"Looks like you've forgotten." Liu Fan smiled and explained: "When we chatted, you once said an unintentional word, you said that you and several people in special industries are called ominous people, and they are destined to be lonely and miserable for life, except for women from bad backgrounds, those women from good families refuse to marry you."

Among the so-called ominous occupations you mentioned include the work of the dead, it stands to reason that the work of dealing with dead bodies for the rest of his life, and being rejected and disliked all the year round, but any rational woman will definitely be taboo about this profession and will avoid it. But when I came here last night, I found that Feng Jincai had a wife. ”

"Even if he has a wife, he may just be an ordinary person, why did you hook up with Chun Ling?" Zhang Banxian asked puzzled.

"Didn't I say it before, I saw the ghost of the spring spirit from here last night, and I also dreamed of the manifestation of the spring spirit, she wrote a word from the palm of my hand in the dream, and the two times I saw her, she was wearing that red wedding dress. Think about it, in a place like Yizhuang, except for Chun Ling herself, who would dare to pretend to be a ghost and pretend to be her? ”

After saying this, seeing that Zhang Banxian still had a puzzled expression, Liu Fan continued to explain: "After Chun Ling committed suicide, her body disappeared, but the eight handwriting on the coffin were obviously left by Chun Ling, since she can write, it means that she is not dead." And at this time, Feng Jincai had a daughter-in-law again, who else could it be if it wasn't Chunling?

I guess Chun Ling should really hang herself, but by chance she entered a state of suspended animation, when Feng Jincai went to the autopsy, Chun Ling happened to open her eyes, Feng Jincai did not disclose the truth, but under the pretext that Chun Ling was dead, she was gathered into the coffin and transported the coffin back to Yizhuang.

After returning to Yizhuang, Feng Jincai rescued Chun Ling from the coffin, perhaps with resentment towards Zhu Zishan's family, Chun Ling wrote eight blood characters from the lid of the coffin, and then she changed her outfit, and Feng Jincai hid in this taboo Yizhuang, secretly conceiving her revenge plan.

Feng Jincai is proficient in the way of autopsy, and naturally he also has some knowledge of medicine and stone, otherwise he would not be able to inspect the corpses that died due to poisoning, I sleep relatively lightly, and I will wake up at the slightest movement, but last night when I dreamed that Chun Ling wrote from the palm of my hand, I didn't wake up, but didn't wake up until dawn, which is a problem.

Because if there were ghosts, it would be fine, but the problem is that there are no ghosts. Since there are no ghosts, who is writing into the palm of my hand? It can only be Chunling. She cleaned up the room I was living in, and she lit the candles, and I thought about it for a moment, and I fell asleep immediately after entering the house, and I suspected that there was something wrong with the candle.

If I'm not mistaken, the candle in my room should be mixed with incense, once the candle is lit, the drug inside will also burn, I entered the house and smelled a small amount of incense, so I slept groggy, since I want to create a supernatural event of female ghosts dreaming, then how can there be less female ghosts?

However, the door bolt of the house is closed, and it can't be opened at all after being plugged in from the inside, if Chun Ling wants to enter the house and pretend to be a ghost, it can only enter through the secret door, Feng Jincai also makes coffins part-time in addition to work, and can make the coffin neatly, then his carpenter skills must not be bad.

Just imagine, Feng Jincai can even make a secret door on the wall of the Hongyun Inn, and it must be easy to make a secret door from the door of the wing room, and after I was stunned and fell asleep, Chun Ling went to me to write in a wedding dress, because I was in a state of waking up but not waking up, so I mistakenly understood her actions as a dream.

As for the blood in my palm? I woke up and carefully discerned, it was indeed blood, but not human blood, this morning I saw a clean slaughtered white chicken from the kitchen, if I guessed correctly, that chicken should have been slaughtered by the Chunling girl herself when Feng Jin and I conducted an autopsy last night, in order to take the blood of that chicken.

At first, I was skeptical, but I didn't think much of it. When I woke up this morning, I saw that he and his wife had not yet gotten up, so they left Yizhuang. But I came back again in the middle, when they were no longer in the room, I inadvertently walked around several rooms one by one, and found that Feng Jincai and his wife actually slept in separate beds.

At first, I didn't pay much attention to it, but when I walked to Feng Jincai's wife's bedroom, I found something interesting, that is, the way she folded the quilt was very special, everyone else folded the quilt under the futon and put the pillow on top. But the way she folded the quilt was the opposite, she had a pillow underneath and the futon pressed on top.

I remember when I first inspected the Hongyun Inn, I also found this phenomenon from Chunling's boudoir, Chunling's method of folding the futon is very clever, she folds the bedding boxy like a tofu block, in addition, Chunling's bed has two pillows, she is used to placing the two pillows side by side below, and the folded futon is pressed on top.

At first, I thought everyone was like this, but when I walked through the rooms of the entire Hongyun Inn and several bedrooms in the courtyard, I found that there was only one pillow on all those beds, although the bedding in those rooms was also folded neatly, but none of them could be folded into tofu blocks, only Chunling had such techniques and habits.

When I inadvertently walked into Feng Jincai's wife's bedroom and saw that she also used two pillows, the same boxy quilt folded, and the same habit of pressing the pillows side by side under the futon, I instantly guessed her identity, Feng Jincai's so-called wife was actually the ghost bride ------ Chunling in this case. ”

"You...... Did you sneak back? Feng Jincai was stunned.

"I see?" Zhang Banxian's face showed a hint of realization.

"It's really ingenious, the old man admires." Qihong whispered the Buddha's name.

Liu Gongzi was thoughtful and accurate, although he did not witness what happened with his own eyes, but his words were not bad at all, as if he was at the scene. The slave family sincerely admires the son's talent. After praising Liu Fan, Chun Ling sighed softly: "I didn't expect that it was my habit that exposed my identity and was careless." ”

"Since the female donor has admitted it herself, the old man has also been offended, and the old man has a few things that are not clear, and I hope the donor can teach her." The host of Qihong glanced at Chun Ling and asked unhurriedly: "After the female benefactor takes revenge, why doesn't she leave this place and fly away?" Instead, choose to live in seclusion from this Yizhuang? Although this place is hidden, after all, there are people who patronize it, and the female benefactor is not afraid of being recognized? ”

"In today's world, apart from Zhu Zishan's family, who else knows me? Now that they are dead, missing, and missing, all of them are gone, what else do I have to be afraid of? It's a bad place, and it's full of dead bodies, but it's a place to stay, and my child's body is still here, so I have to guard him. ”

Speaking of this, Chun Ling's tone was full of sadness, he walked up to Feng Jincai, gently stroked Feng Jincai's cheek, and said softly: "Zhu Zishan redeemed himself for me, married me Ming Media Zheng, and has affection and righteousness for me, but unfortunately we have a deep relationship, the fetus in my womb died for him, and I hanged myself because of him, which can be regarded as repaying his friendship." ”

Brother Jincai was collecting the autopsy for me, and found that although my breath was broken, there was still life, he rescued me from the ghost gate, if he hadn't rescued me, I was afraid that I would be the same as those corpses at the moment, and it would have become a pile of rotten flesh and mud, Brother Jincai saved my life, carefully helped me take care of my body, and collected the fetal corpse for me, and had the grace of reinvention for me.

I will never forget the scene of those men chopping up my six-month-old child alive, and in despair, I chose to hang myself, but I don't know how? I was actually woken up by Brother Jincai who came to the autopsy, I was already disappointed in the Zhu family at that time, I didn't want to stay in the Zhu family anymore and suffer insults, I wanted to flee the Zhu family.

So after opening my eyes, I begged Brother Jincai to let him hide this matter for me, I didn't want the people of the Zhu family to know that I was still alive, but at this moment, a catcher saw me with my eyes open, in order to help me cover up, Brother Jincai lied that I was dead, and then put me in the coffin, and quietly left a gap in the coffin.

On the way back to Yizhuang lying in the coffin, I suddenly figured out a lot of things, since God let me live, then I must do something, I want revenge, both for myself and for the child who died unjustly in my womb, under grief and resentment, I bit my fingers, endured the pain of piercing my heart, and I wrote two lines of blood from the lid of the coffin.

Back in Yizhuang, Brother Jincai will be rescued from the coffin, he understands medical skills, help me regulate my body, and during my recuperation, I came up with this female ghost to ask for the soul, in, I used the happy costume ghost I wore when hanging, and Brother Jincai went into the narrow alley behind the inn at night to make a secret door, as for the rest of the matter, you already know.