Fan Ergongzi had a hemp rope tied to his wrist, and one end of the rope was in the girl's hand, making Fan Er, who was squatting in the corner, look like a prisoner.

There were cries and shouts in the room, and the sound of tables and chairs toppling overturned.

The female dependents fainted directly in fright, and the bold ones screamed a few times and fell down.

Master Fan was shocked, angry and afraid, but as the head of the family, he had to cheer up at the critical moment, and ordered his subordinates to bring down those female dependents who would only add to the chaos, and ordered people to invite Prince Fan back to his house, and by the way, invite all the doctors in the city back.

to the old lady, the old lady and a group of female relatives who arrived later but also fainted.

The Fan family has a big business, and Master Fan has a group of wives and concubines, but there are only two men.

The eldest prince of Fan is the city guard of Qiongcheng, and he married a county lord, and he will not come back easily if he lives in the city guard's mansion.

Although the eldest son of Fan is beautiful, in fact, he is equivalent to joining another family, even if he has a child, he has to follow the surname of the female family.

Master Fan is old, and it is unlikely that he wants to have another son, so Fan Er is the only one who can inherit the Fan family.

This is also the reason why no matter what he does, the Fan family is up to him.

The Fan family has power, the Fan family is rich, Fan Er can do whatever he wants, and even Fan Da's warnings are all against the law.

A few days ago, Fan Er kept saying that he was uncomfortable, always feeling cloudy and windy, and he had nightmares at night.

Fan Fu invited all the 'gods' who could be invited to eliminate the disaster for Fan Er, and the result was ......

Master Fan was heartbroken, and fainted three times in the little half an hour that Fan Da rushed back, and every time he woke up, he rolled his eyelids as long as he glanced at the bed.

Later, it didn't stand up, but it was put out by everyone.

Fan strode into the courtyard, and before he could say a word, Master Fan screamed and pounced on him, howled twice, rolled his eyelids, and fainted.

Fan handed over Master Fan to the doctor who came with him, and walked into the house with a calm face.

He didn't know the general situation, and the little guy who went to pass the word just said that the second son was not good, as for how it was not good......

When he saw Master Fan's appearance, he already had a bottom in his heart.

This is not good, it is very, very bad!

Obviously, he already had the bottom, but when he saw Fan Er's miserable death on the bed, Fan Da couldn't help but widen his eyes.

In terms of appearance, the two sons of the Fan family are excellent, but Fan Dake and Fan Er are much more masculine.

No matter how much Fan Er made up for it, he couldn't make up for his excessive and empty body, which looked pale and weak.

Today's Fan Er's face is pale and blue, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he can't look at it......

It looks like he died of poisoning, but even if the person who dies of poisoning will have a hideous face, he will not be as blinded as Fan Er.

He was more like he was scared to death.

But what could scare him to death?

A soup woman?

Fan Da's eyes were gloomy, staring at the soup woman who Fan Er was clutching.

It was a pumpkin-shaped copper kettle, covered with a navy blue cloth cover, more luxurious and delicate than ordinary people, but there was nothing strange about it.

But looking at Fan Er's eyes that almost protruded from his sockets, he was staring at that soup woman!

Fan Dayin grimaced, covered Fan Er's eyes with one hand, and dragged Fan Er's soup woman with the other hand.

Fan Da has been more serious than Fan Er no matter what he has done since he was a child, Wen is better than Fan Er, and Wu is even better.

But he neither could close Fan Er's eyes, nor could he take away the things in Fan Er's second-hand.

Fan Er's eyelids couldn't be closed like iron, and so did his arms.

Fan Da tried his best, and invited all the people who knew how to handle corpses in the yamen, but he couldn't let Fan Er's arm down, but he finally closed his eyelids.

The old man took a silver needle and pricked Fan Er's body for a long time, and then he said in Fan Da's eyes that wanted to eat people: "The second son is not poisoned, he is scared to death......

There is a saying called heartbreaking, which is very appropriate to describe Fan Er.

Fan Da's brows furrowed more and more tightly, and his face became more and more ugly.

He couldn't accept this result!

Scared?

How to scare to death?

Who scared him to death?

Where is he going to find the murderer?

How could he avenge his brother?

How will he explain to his relatives?

A series of questions rolled in his heart, Fan Da's eyes were red, his face was pale, and the people around him were so frightened that he even became cautious.

What Fan Da didn't know was that his brother was watching all this happen.

Not long ago, Fan Er, who lifted up the soup woman, looked at a very beautiful face.

That face is naturally noble and arrogant, when it is squinted, it makes people feel dangerous, and when it is widened, it is clear and agile, pure like an elf who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

But such a beautiful face scared him to death.

At that time, the owner of that face was gnawing on another person's face, and the flesh was blurred and miserable.

Obviously, there are only two heads, no body support, and no arm assistance, the gnawed face not only does not hide, but seems to take the initiative to stick it.

The beautiful man crunched and chewed with relish, and the gnawed did not know whether it was painful or comfortable, and kept moaning strangely.

Blood flowed down the corners of the beauty's mouth, dripping onto Fan Er's side and even splashing onto his face.

As for Fan Er, he was obviously sane, but he couldn't move, and he couldn't even blink his eyes.

What scared him to death were three words and one action.

"Do you eat?"

The beauty smiled sweetly, the head that was being eaten slowly turned around, and the flesh and blood grinned at Fan Er vaguely.

Fan Ergongzi was scared to death like this.

Because the gnawed face is his!

Now Fan Er knew that it was indeed an illusion, but it was too late.

He was tied by the wrists of a female ghost with a blurred face, and watched his family in a mess, but no one could see him.

The female ghost didn't say anything since she tied him up, just stood aside indifferently, watching coldly, and chewing something incessantly.

Fan Er didn't want to know what she was eating, and even as long as he heard the sound of chewing, his whole body would be chilled and frightened.

He died, at a young age.

It's not over when he's dead, and now he's tied up by a female ghost, and he doesn't know what else awaits him.

In the past, I often heard people say that if you die, you will be a hundred, go to the Yellow Spring, drink Meng Po soup, break off the past life and reincarnate as a human in this life, or something.

Now it seems that that is the wrong statement.

He didn't go anywhere, just squatted in his room, watching his brother unload his joints and break his fingers, and took the soup woman from his hand and straightened his body.

He was busy working on his face, trying to make his expression look as serene as possible......

Seeing his corpse being fiddled with, Fan Er could only smile bitterly.

He had a hunch that this was just the beginning.