Funerary Lady - C90

He didn’t know what to say, so he just quietly listened, wanting to see if he could find any useful clues.

At this moment, when I suddenly heard the Village Chief and the rest mention the old man, I was stunned for a moment.

They had never heard of this person before. Just who was this so-called old man …

Everyone in the village was an unreasonable person, but when they heard the words’ old man ‘, they all held a bit of admiration for him.

Who exactly was this person?

Judging from that person’s words just now, this old man should have been a villager in the village in the past. It’s just that he went to the city and hasn’t returned for many years.

“He will come back. Although he hasn’t shown himself in all these years, he has been helping us all this while, hasn’t he?”

Moreover, if all the villagers were dead, the old tutor wouldn’t be able to leave either.

Whether it was for the sake of everyone or for his own sake, he would definitely come back.

You guys just stay here, I’ll call you later.

You must not act rashly before the old tutor arrives. ”

I heard a few young people ask the old man next to them who the old man was.

Moreover, many of the youngsters were confused and had some doubts.

It seems that the village, like me, does not know who the old man is. Basically, there are people under the age of 27 who do not know who he is.

If that was the case, how did the Village Head know of this person? The village chief was also a young man, but he said it as if he was very familiar with the old man.

However … The Village Head was studying in the city, and the Old Master was also in the city.

At this moment, the surrounding flames were almost completely lit up. The originally lively and joyous event had actually turned into this state.

To say that the villagers’ hearts were not heavy was a lie. Everyone had a dejected look on their faces.

I am no exception, I brought Lingling and went back like this, leaving behind a few people who were dealing with the two corpses that were just burned to death.

Er Nao was serious, seeing that the villagers had all dispersed, he immediately stood up, and started singing.

Maybe it was because in the process, it had affected his own wound. As he sang, Er Nao also grimaced.

However, he was truly powerful. After being surrounded by so many people just a moment ago, he was still able to stand up.

Seeing that Er Nao had also left, I couldn’t help but feel my heart ache. He was originally a man who dared to say it out loud, but now he had fallen to such a state.

From start to finish, I didn’t dare let Lingling see the two corpses on the ground. The air was filled with the stench of burnt flesh, causing me to feel waves of nausea.

I frowned as I brought Lingling back to my house. My mind was still filled with countless random thoughts, and everything I saw and heard today, was completely subversive.

I need to slowly digest and reorganize my thoughts.

The cause of the massacre, the tragic result.

Everything that had happened could be summarized in these words.

To put it simply, in this village, there had once been a bloodbath. Many villagers had been killed.

I don’t even know who these outsiders are, or when they were killed, or how many people in the village knew about them, or how many people were involved.

The so-called Door of Karma, at this moment of death, was repayment for the slaughter that occurred in the past.

Even though he didn’t dare to say anything about it now, it was a real dream. Death appeared again, and it happened again and again.

The news revealed by the villagers, as well as the events that happened in the past half year.

I know that even if I can’t be certain, this matter is pretty close.

But I still can’t figure out why the villagers want to kill people.

As for wealth, after so many years, the villagers have all lived a self-sufficient life. I have never seen anyone that was rich or rich.

There was naturally nothing more to be said about seeking money. However, if one did not seek money, then why would it be impossible to cause such a tragedy?

Also, what role did Liu Songxian and his foster father play in this matter, and what exactly were their positions?

With all that has happened, I feel that my foster father and Liu Songxian are opposites with the villagers.

Could it be that they were the people who pushed open the so-called Karma Gate?

The so-called Door of Karma was only a metaphor. There was no such thing as a door in this world.

Or it could be said that this door existed in everyone’s heart.

The Gate of Karma represented repayment, a repayment between good and evil.

In front of the Door of Karma, life and death were discussed ….

I took a deep breath, sat on the kang, and slowly closed my eyes.

At first, I thought the Aunt Zhang on the other side was lingering and killing so many people.

But now that he thought about it, these deaths might not have anything to do with the Aunt Zhang …

No… Wrong…

I frowned slightly and took out the photos from that day to examine them.

That was my former owner, and according to my speculations, it is very likely that all of them are related to the death of Aunt Zhang.

After half a year of understanding, I was even more clear on this point.

Not only the people in the photo, but also the two that died later, were all linked to the Aunt Zhang.

Now that he thought about it, the death of Aunt Zhang was definitely not a coincidence, it was the spark that ignited everything that happened.

If the death events in the village were to be arranged in order, then the earliest death events would start from Aunt Zhang.

It was only after the death of Aunt Zhang that new deaths occurred after a long period of calm.

At that time, it was also the first time I became a Funerary Lady.

It had already been a few years since Aunt Zhang’s death, and this matter had already faded from the minds of many people.

New deaths had occurred, and the deaths at that time had all seemed like pure accidents. Naturally, no one would link the two together.

Actually, there aren’t many people in the village that can link these deaths with the Aunt Zhang. If I didn’t see the photo in my foster father’s pocket, I probably wouldn’t have thought of this …

Furthermore, after studying the contents of the Compendium of Evil Theurgy, I found out that the Aunt Zhang’s house has a few ways to raise ghosts.

The words that were written between the Aunt Zhang and the spirit tablet were called “Wishing”, meaning to write down the wishes of the living, so that the dead could see them.

Normally, there would be very few people who would write such a thing, because it might cause people in the underworld to linger in the mortal world, unwilling to leave.

And even if they did, they would usually write something like ‘easy way’.

However, the words written by the adoptive father were like a malicious curse, expressing the desires in his heart.

He hoped that the dead soul would always be able to turn into a malicious ghost that could never reincarnate.

In the past, his foster father must have performed some sort of technique to raise ghosts.

Raising ghosts to kill people was to nurture the resentment of the Ghost Being and then drive it to kill the people it wanted to kill.

However, this was a sinister method, and the damage to himself was very serious. It was basically the same as killing one thousand enemies and inflicting eight hundred damage to himself.

Use power that doesn’t belong to you to kill others, this will naturally have a very serious impact on yourself.

The reason for this was because of what he had done, if it was for his own benefit.

To harm others’ lives for your own benefits was originally something that went against the heaven’s way. Adding on the fact that he was driving the Ghost Being, it was an even greater crime, an even greater sin!

In this situation, the backlash he suffered would be more severe.

Therefore, divine punishment depended on one’s starting point. The Samsara of the Heavenly Dao was very mysterious.

He did not directly order the Ghost Being to kill people. Instead, he caused the grievances on the Ghost Being to grow, and used the photos of the people from Aunt Zhang as a catalyst, creating the grievances.

Just like this, when the grievance had risen to a certain level, the Ghost Being would naturally go take revenge, and at this time, the foster father would no longer be able to control it.

So even if the photos did not contain my picture, the Aunt Zhang had still found me.

One more question… Questions about Uncle Zhang…