C32 (2/2)

Just as I was looking at the blood stains on the ground, I suddenly heard a crashing sound coming from behind me. It was the sound of the grass outside.

It was as though someone was walking past me. Hearing the voice, I hastily turned my head to take a look …

Nothing...

It was still early in the morning, so there shouldn't be too many evil things happening.

According to the elders, ghosts only appeared at night.

But after two bloody days, I overturned it.

Most Ghost Being would probably only come out at night, but … Not all.

Even during the day, the Aunt Zhang's house was not bright, it was already gloomy outside.

And Aunt Zhang's house seemed to be covered by something, making it even more gloomy.

Looking at the windows in the room, they were all very bright, so why … Would he feel blocked?

Maybe it was just an illusion caused by being too nervous …

I swallowed and stood at the junction of the back room and this one, my eyes slightly closed.

It was at this location that I saw my adoptive father and Aunt Zhang all those years ago …

I was too young to know what they were doing.

When I grew up, I seemed to understand a little bit, but after my adoptive father died, I overturned what I knew.

Candle, corpse, the two of them, as well as the series of shouts, if one thought carefully, it seemed to form a strange scene.

Perhaps everything that happened today did not start when his foster father died, nor did it start when Second Uncle Li died.

From the day my Uncle Zhang died ten years ago, from the moment I broke through everything, this huge wheel had already started turning.

His foster father had changed since then, and his Aunt Zhang had died because of that.

However, for the past ten years, this seed seemed to be taking root.

As for the people who died in my two years as Funerary Lady, they were only a few bifurcation growing out of this seed.

Right now, the seed had yet to bear fruit.

Everything that happened now seemed to indicate that the calm period had ended. Everything had just begun …

What happened now was just an appetizer …

Behind him, there would be surging waves of energy …

These thoughts had emerged from my mind during this period of time.

After all, what had happened in this period of time was truly too abnormal, and it was hard to use common sense to understand it.

Within the waves of killing intent, there seemed to be an even deeper killing intent.

Who was behind this? Liu Songxian? Adopt a father? Or a so-called ghost? Undispersed vengeful spirit?

He was dressed in paper clothes, and there were many rumors in the village that the Aunt Zhang could turn into a ghost and take her life.

All these years, there had been even more rumors about Aunt Zhang's house, saying that they could see a ghost at night.

However, there were many things that were only passed on. Whether or not they were true was no longer possible.

Could it be that the ghosts of the Aunt Zhang were lingering, and they had killed all the people who were related to her death?

This way, his foster father would most likely be killed by the Aunt Zhang's ghost as well.

If that was the case, then it was reasonable to say that the weird way of dying, and even the corpses being ruined after death, were now in such a state.

However, ten years of concealment, wasn't that a bit too long? Furthermore, if the Aunt Zhang's fiendish ghost were to seek its life, then the picture on the foster father's body would be unjustifiable.

I don't think my adoptive father had those pictures with him, just to get away from the dead.

Thinking about those cursed sentences in the middle of the tablet, I fell into a daze.

How many things had been planned in secret all these years, and what role had the adoptive father played in it?

Just as I was thinking about this, I suddenly heard a series of banging sounds coming from the house …