"Wanxi." Warlord Wu had a sad face.

Wanxi was supported by Xiang'er, her body still unsteady, "I know this request is very rude, but I really miss him." ”

What just happened didn't look like a dream.

She must open the coffin to see if it is rotten wood.

"Then open the coffin." Warlord Wu actually agreed.

The adjutant was taken aback, "Dashuai-"

"Eh~"

Warlord Wu raised his hand to stop the adjutant from going down and said, "It is not in accordance with the rules to open the coffin after the burial, but there is no one else in this mourning hall." ”

"If you open the coffin rashly, it will disturb the third young master." The adjutant whispered in the ear of Warlord Wu.

Warlord Wu squinted his eyes and said hatefully: "Disturb and disturb, leave him alone." ”

"Why are you like that!" The adjutant frowned and reasoned with him.

Warlord Wu smiled coldly, "When he went to find the corpse demon and killed himself, did he consider us?" If so, there is no need to think about him. ”

But just a few words, the adjutant who blocked was speechless.

I can only listen to orders and find tools.

Prepare to remove the coffin nails on the coffin lid one by one.

"Dashuai, this coffin seems to have been opened." The adjutant shouted as he touched the nail eye on the coffin lid.

Warlord Wu paced behind his back with his hands behind his back, "I'll take a look." ”

When I saw it, I was also shocked.

The seven soul-calming nails on the lid of the coffin were all gone.

There were only seven holes left, and it was clear that someone had already opened the coffin in advance.

It is said that the Wu Mansion is heavily guarded.

Not even a fly can fly in, how can someone enter the mourning hall silently.

Also pried open the coffin!!

Warlord Wu took a half step back, "Open it and take a look." ”

"Yes, Marshal."

The adjutant looked serious and pushed the coffin away.

There is no imaginary stench, but there is a smell of orchids.

Wu Lingheng was lying inside, dressed in a white robe.

With a mask on his face, he couldn't see his face clearly.

He wears a silver pocket watch on his chest and folds his hands on his abdomen.

The fingers are clean and slender, like jade carving.

On such a hot day, it should have rotted a long time ago.

How does it feel......

No change at all.

The adjutant looked at Warlord Wu, "Everything is normal in the coffin. ”

"Isn't there anything missing?" Warlord Wu asked.

The adjutant counted the things buried next to Wu Lingheng, "No, it's all there." ”

"Take the mask off and take a look." Wu Warlord Dao.

The adjutant unveiled Wu Lingheng's mask and gasped, "Big handsome, third young master, shouldn't you also cheat the corpse." ”

Under the mask, his face was like jade.

It's lifelike, as if you're just asleep.

It's just that in the middle of his face, there is a clear splicing line.

"Husband." Wanxi called softly.

Covering his heart, tears flowed down his eyes.

Why......

Not wood.

Everything that happened just now was really just a dream of Nan Ke.

When Warlord Wu saw his remains, a trace of burning pain flashed in his eyes, "If it's really a fraudulent corpse, I'm afraid it won't be able to be buried easily." ”

Generally speaking, the body does not decompose or decay.

It's likely that it's a corpse, if you go into the ground.

It's hard to get out of the dirt one day!

"You have to find a Taoist priest, or a monk to go over." The adjutant said solemnly.

Wanxi stared at the person in the coffin, and her eyes were reluctant to leave for a while, "Didn't Tang Fang go to Longhu Mountain?" ”

"I'm afraid the surname Tang has run away." Wu Warlord Dao.

Wan Xi was taken aback, "How come?" ”

"It's been so long, enough for him to go back and forth between Yuanshu Town and Longhu Mountain several times." Warlord Wu said coldly.

It was really a coincidence that Wu Lingheng had asked Tang Fang to go to Longhu Mountain to move the rescue troops early.

If the master of Longhu Mountain is a master, he was invited to Yuanshu Town on time.

They will definitely be able to subdue the corpse demon, and they don't have to think about it themselves, and they will deal with the corpse demon.

At this time, Wu Yougang walked in from outside.

He was dressed in a formal suit, and his hair was meticulously combed.

His steps were steady, and he didn't feel tired from a night of sleep, "What are you talking about?" ”

"It's possible that Heng'er has cheated the corpse." Warlord Wu said dryly.

Wu Yougang smiled lightly and glanced at Wu Lingheng's handsome face, "It's really possible, and it's not in the cold storage, it can still be maintained like this after seven days." ”

has no heart and no lungs, as if it was someone else's brother who died.

The attitude is very different from when Wu Lingheng just died a few days ago.

"The body is not rotten or rotten, and there is usually resentment in the heart." Wanxi clenched the edge of the coffin with both hands, and her fingers buckled into the wood.

The nail cap was bloodshot and felt like it would turn over at any moment.

Wu Yougang glanced at her fingers, his smile faded, and said, "Then find a Taoist priest or monk to go over." ”

"Now I just don't know where to go to find him who can be suppressed." The adjutant only said that the third young master was powerful during his lifetime, and several of Na's rooms died.

That is, his wife Chu Wanxi survived, and it was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp after death.

The ordinary Taoist monk came, in case he was killed by the third young master.

Wu Mansion must not suffer.

Wu Yougang said: "You can recruit on the list." ”

"Then recruit on the list." Warlord Wu made a decision.

Subsequently, Wu Yougang entered the study.

Drafted a copy of the content of recruitment.

The documents in the Wu family army were transcribed many times.

In the nooks and crannies of the town, they were all pasted all over.

But I don't want to think that although Yuanshu Town is big, most of the people in the town are mediocre.

Where are the masters like Longhu Mountain for them to drive?

——

Soon after Wanxi returned to the courtyard, Ren Langzhong, who was invited by the Wu warlord, came.

After Ren Langzhong checked her pulse, he asked her, "Has the young lady had symptoms of hematemesis recently?" ”

"In the mourning hall, I vomited blood once." Wanxi was surprised in her heart, this Lang Zhong is so powerful.

But if you take a pulse, you know that she has vomited blood.

Lang Zhong sighed and scratched his beard several times.

Seeing it, I was about to grab my sparse beard.

Wanxi said bluntly: "Is my body not good, old man, if you have something to say." ”

"You're just grieving too much, hurting your heart and lungs." Ren Langzhong waved his hand again and again.

Wanxi is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of affecting the flesh and blood in her abdomen.

The hand fell on the lower abdomen and said, "If it can be cured, you can look at the medicine." ”

"You have internal bleeding, you have to call the doctor of the foreigner hospital, and you can diagnose and treat it together with the old decay." Ren Langzhong said cautiously.

Wanxi thought for a while, and then said weakly: "I guess I have to ask Wu Dashuai, Lan Zhu, take Lang Zhong to see Dashuai." ”

After waiting for more than an hour, Wanxi fell asleep on the hospital bed.

In a daze, I saw a blonde man coming in with Ren Langzhong.

Lan Zhu blessed his body, "The foreigner doctor is here." ”

"Let him be treated." From beginning to end, she was a little delirious.

I only felt that my heart was pressed by something like cold metal.

was pricked with a silver needle by Ren Langzhong again.

Then, he fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already nightfall.

Lan Zhu brought a black decoction and a few Western medicines into the door, "Young lady, it's time to take medicine." ”

"I'll eat it myself, you go to the kitchen and see if there are any small fish and shrimp or anything like that." Wanxi slept and felt much better.

Get out of bed by yourself and walk to the table.

Lan Zhu saw that she didn't seem to be in a big deal, so she retreated, "Yes, young lady." ”

"Little thing, do you want a husband?" Wanxi sat down on the embroidery pier and stared at the "egg".

Although I am asking it, it is more like asking myself.

The egg squirmed, as if it understood what she was saying.

Then, it was a shock.

When your fingertips touch it, you feel numb.

Tears flashed in her eyes, and she stroked the egg a few times, "Don't worry, even if my husband is gone, I will definitely take care of you." ”

The wind blew in her ears, and a clear voice whispered in her ear: "It's time to take medicine." ”

"I'm hallucinating again."

She laughed self-deprecatingly and picked up the bowl with the brown potion.

Bow your head and take small sips.

But the blood suddenly surged in his chest, and he spat blood for no reason.

The body was supposed to fall backwards, floating and falling.

actually fell into a warm embrace, and his vision was blurred.

The man was handsome and elegant, and his face was full of concern for her, "Wanxi, are you okay?" ”

"Husband, is that you?" Her cool little hand touched his face.

His body shook like an electric shock, and he picked her up horizontally, "You just take me as him." ”

"Husband, I miss you so much, I wish I met you in the mourning hall, not in a dream." Hands hooked around his neck, little face buried in his chest.

Tears wet the hem of his clothes.

He stood in front of the bed, and was about to put her down, but he didn't move, "Of course it's not a dream, Wu Lingheng is not dead." ”

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