Funerary Lady - C43

His body was covered with old wounds of all sizes. His clothes were tattered, and these old wounds all had strange appearances.

Actually, it was an old wound, but it wasn’t today’s wound. These wounds wouldn’t take too long.

Furthermore, Liu Songxian had just been fiercely moving and there were many wounds on his body that had been ripped apart.

However, too much blood had gushed out of the metal tube, so it was hard to tell that the wound was bleeding.

Some of the wounds seemed to have been cut by tree branches, others by knives.

There was a cut on her wrist where the knife had cut. It had already formed a scab, but judging from the scab, the wound must have been very deep.

Judging from the shape of the wound, it should have been made by Liu Songxian himself.

Before he died, my adoptive father cut open the wrists of his hands and feet, but I was too nervous to see if his wounds were man-made or made by me until he was buried.

I have to say, after going through all these events in this period of time, I have grown quite a bit.

What exactly had Liu Songxian done in this period of time that caused him to be riddled with scars?

I frowned as I looked at the blood stains on the floor and slowly approached his corpse.

Lingling followed behind me. From the moment I entered until now, she had not said a single word, and her cute face had become extremely gloomy.

However, from the beginning to the end, her eyes did not reveal any fear.

I knew that this child must be feeling very sad right now. He was just trying not to show it.

Who exactly was that masked man? Why did he use such a method to kill Liu Songxian?

Also, what were these wounds on his body?

In this period of time, could it be that he had always been in our village and didn’t return to the Old Bull Village?

Then why had he stayed in the village for so long, and even lost his life here in the end?

Liu Songxian’s body still had a few new wounds, which were the injuries he had sustained a moment ago.

However, they were all bruises or something like that.

Seeing those old wounds, Liu Songxian’s body must have been weakened to a certain extent. To be able to fight with someone else for such a long time under such circumstances, the person who killed him probably did not have particularly good stamina.

Looking at his surroundings, and some branches and straw, it looked like Liu Songxian had probably lived here before.

Two candles were on his head, and the wind from the wooden house was blowing gently.

I was standing over the body, studying it, trying to pick up some clues.

Suddenly, I saw the two white candles above Liu Songxian’s head.

The flames immediately became gloomy, as if they were about to be extinguished.

The light from the candle was almost extinguished, and the whole room became darker.

Furthermore, after the flame was suppressed, it never started to burn, as if it was hypoxic, or … It was as if something had pressed down on him.

Immediately after, I heard a strange sound, as though I was trying to catch my breath, coming out of my throat.

Following that, my feet abruptly tightened. A hand that was covered in blood directly grabbed onto my ankle.

The lights flickered. The people who were already dead under my feet suddenly grabbed me.

I subconsciously retreated, but because of the firm grip of that hand, I couldn’t move at all and almost tripped on the spot.

“Girl …” “Little girl …”

Liu Songxian’s eyes that were originally open actually turned as if he was alive.

I clearly saw just now that this person is completely dead. How is this possible … It will come alive.

I felt a stab of pain all over my body, like a needle, an abnormal reaction from being too nervous.

Liu Songxian was definitely not dead just now, but the two candles on top of his head seemed to have some sort of effect.

Otherwise, it was impossible for him to be swayed by the flickering candle light. It was as if he had suddenly returned to life.

And seeing that Liu Songxian had suddenly spoken, Lingling did not have any expression, she was still standing behind me, looking at me, I could see that within Lingling’s eyes, there were tears rolling down.

Hearing Liu Songxian call me out, as if he had something to say to me, I immediately squatted down and looked at him.

“Uncle Liu …”

Now that I treat Lingling as my blood sister, since Lingling calls him Uncle Liu, then I will follow Lingling and call him Uncle Liu.

Unexpectedly, before I even finished speaking, Liu Songxian’s eyes seemed to light up, and in a moment he became spirited again.

At the same time, his other bloody hand slapped something black into my mouth.

During this process, the iron pipe in his chest had already sunk into the ground, causing a series of creaking sounds as it rubbed against the ground, which made one’s hair stand on ends.

I don’t know what method Liu Songxian used, nor do I know what he threw at me.

But strangely, this thing seemed to be directly thrown into my throat, Liu Songxian pushed towards my chin, and this thing directly slid down my throat.

Or rather, it could be said that I subconsciously swallowed it.

At this moment, I reacted and asked with my eyes wide open,

“What are you doing!”

Even if Liu Songxian was already dead, or perhaps he was already dead, it was unknown how he was able to live for now.

I should have respected him, but the vigilance towards him hadn’t lessened. At this moment, he suddenly threw something into my mouth, which immediately made me alert.

After completing this series of actions, Liu Songxian seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden. He chuckled, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then laid on the ground, satisfied as if he were mud.

The turbid look returned to his eyes, and he looked as though he was about to die.

And in that instant, it was as if the light had come back to the world, as if it was only for the sake of completing that action.

Before I could finish my words, my eyebrows creased slightly.

Although the thing that Liu Songxian threw into my mouth had slipped into my throat, I could still faintly feel the smell of blood.

Through the smell of blood, I could taste a familiar scent.

The smell of blood makes me feel nauseous. That familiar smell makes my breathing quicken.

“What exactly is this!?” Uncle Liu, tell me, what exactly is this!? ”

Seeing my change in attitude, Liu Songxian’s smile became even more brilliant:

“I’ve already done everything I need to do, and I can now face those people from back then with a smile on my face.

Fortunately, my old face has not been completely lost. ”

Liu Songxian didn’t answer my question, but instead let out a sigh.

And the smell of that stuff is the black pills my foster father forced me to take over the years!

This taste, I will never forget for the rest of my life!

But, why would Liu Songxian have such a thing! Why did he put it in my mouth?

What is this pill that I’ve eaten for so many years and what does it do!

Countless questions churned in my mind. I wanted to ask these questions all at once to Liu Songxian.

However, it was already too late. His eyes became increasingly dim.

Slowly, he lost his spirit.

“It’s time to start… It’s time to end this. ”

Muttering to himself, Liu Songxian rolled his eyes slightly, as if he was looking at two candles which were already very dim.

Then, his smile became even more radiant, as if he had seen something …

His eyes had lost all color and turned gray.

“Uncle Liu!” “Uncle Liu!”

I shouted loudly, but I also knew that this kind of call would have no effect.

The person who saved my life is also the person I suspect the most. He died just like that.

However, at this moment, the sound of a hammer dragging on the ground came from outside …

The person who had killed earlier seemed to have returned!

At the sound, my spirits tightened, and I gripped the knife that had been hidden in my sleeve.