This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet - Chapter 63

The legendary Third Young Master of Zhou Mansion was on Zong Yuan’s body, his body faintly, braving a gloomy and heavy aura like ice, things in all directions disappeared little by little, and the entire space sank into darkness.

There were countless pale hands waving below, and they could even reach Zong Yuan’s scattered clothes.

The things pressing on Zong Yuan kept sinking with Zong Yuan, and stopped suddenly when Zong Yuan was about to fall into that pile of hands. The horrible scenes rising from the soul instinct seemed to be useless for Zong Yuan, he seemed I couldn’t see what was behind me, “Master Wednesday, my clothes are still dripping.”

Zhou Jin’s hand was pinched on Zong Yuan’s neck, and the cold breath approached Zong Yuan extremely, “Get out, get out, Zhou, Mansion.”

Zong Yuan turned his head, “I’m not deaf, you can stay away from me.”

Zhou Jin smiled coldly, and pinched the man’s face.The black silk thread stretched from him and wrapped Zong Yuan’s limbs.His patience was about to run out.His black eyes were staring at Zong Yuan with malicious eyes that were like the abyss. ,”roll.”

Why not kill him, because my brother likes him.

Zhou Jin loosened Zong Yuan and watched him with his own black silk thread in a ghostly hand.

Zong Yuan looked at him closely.

Hundreds of hands rubbed Zong Yuan’s body indiscriminately, and the feeling of not being full of lifeless temperature could almost drive people crazy. Zong Yuan and Zhou Jin’s eyes touched in the air, and they slowly conjured up a smile.

In the next second, he ignored these things and closed his eyes calmly.

The next day, the weather was bright, and when the others got up and went out, they saw Zong Yuan standing under the tree.

Ayu walked over with concern, “Master, what’s wrong?”

Zong Yuan walked around on the ground under the tree, with a thoughtful expression. He stepped on the ground and asked, “Is Aning awake?”

Ayu replied, “Master Zhou Ning is still sleeping.”

Zong Yuan laughed, “Then call everyone, and dig this land for me!”

If the living can’t play with the dead, it would be a big joke.

Ayu called people, and there were five adult big men who followed Zong Yuan into the Zhou Mansion. They were already full of anger at the four characters written on the back of the young master, and they got the order and went straight to work.

The land is constantly being dug deep. Today is obviously the seventh day. It may be the morning. It may be that the ghost is not there. In short, there is no interference. Everything is calm.

Several people dug a cup of tea for a long time. The depth was deep enough and still nothing was found. Zong Yuan walked into the locust tree, took out a dagger, and gently made a mark on the surface of the locust tree, a layer of white. The color of the wood was revealed, and Zong Yuan drew another slice, and the red blood appeared under the bark, flowing inside the trunk like a living one.

Just as Zong Yuan was about to stretch out his hand, his subordinates suddenly cried out behind him.

They dug up a corpse wrapped in a straw mat.

There really is something! Several people held their breath and looked at Zong Yuan subconsciously.

Zong Yuan, “Come up and have a look.”

Several people worked together to lift the body up. Based on their previous encounters, they did not dare to be careless and carried it up politely.

Zong Yuan squatted beside the corpse, pinching the corner of the straw mat with his fingers, but suddenly stopped when he wanted to lift it up.

Wu wondered, “Master?”

Zong Yuan looked up at the sky. The sun was about to rise. He pondered for a while, hugged the drafting table, and ordered: “Leave three people to fill in the soil, and the rest will follow me.”

He strode ahead, not as if he was holding a corpse, but a normal person.

Ah Wu and Ah Yu looked at each other, and followed Zong Yuan in a tacit understanding.

Zong Yuan never thought of putting this thing on his bed. He looked at Zhou Ning’s face and put this thing on the floor in the house.

Ah Wu Ayu stood beside Zong Yuan, secretly watching Zong Yuan lift the drafting seat.

Inside was a pale, slender young man.

It may not be long, although it looks lifeless, it is still normal.

The facial features of this young man are not fine, but he has his own flavor. If he is still alive, he is definitely a gentleman like a jade figure. His face is pale, there is a red mark on his neck, and his hands are a little swollen.

Ah Wu stepped forward boldly, “Master, isn’t this the Third Young Master of the Zhou Family?”

Zong Yuan picked up the corpse’s hand to observe, and said with one heart and two: “Why?”

Take it for granted, “How could my young master be wrapped in a straw mat when he died?! Still buried in this place!”

Zong Yuan put down his hand and raised his eyebrows, “Naturally because he died wrong.”

“what?”

Zong Yuan took a step forward and lifted the young man’s eyelids. There was no movement of his eyes, but Zong Yuan had to boast: “If you are not dead, these eyes will definitely look good if you open them.”

The pupils of these eyes are extremely light, as if they can be illuminated by sunlight. It is a pity for Zong Yuan, “The third son of the Zhou family is really not ugly.”

Ah Wu was scared to death, “Zhou and Zhou’s three sons?!”

Ayu was also taken aback, “The third young master of the Zhou family was buried here like this?”

Zong Yuan touched the red mark on his neck, with a profound meaning, “Well, this question, it seems that I need to ask this Zhou Mansion carefully.”

It looked like being strangled and drowning.

Or both.

Although he didn’t see it too clearly last night, he could at least see the outline.

Zong Yuan said lowly: “Return to the soul night…”

He returns a lot of souls on weekdays, where is he going tonight?

Wu fought two battles, crying, “Master, let’s go out tonight to find brothers.”

too frightening!

Zong Yuan turned Zhou Jin’s body over to see if there was something deadly behind him, “Huh?”

Ayu, “what’s the matter, master?”

Zong Yuan frowned and took off the top of Zhou Jin’s body. He cursed unbearably. The two people around him leaned forward to look at them, their eyes widened.

The clothes on the corpse’s back were stained with blood, and the back was marked with scars. I don’t know which cruel person would not let him live after his death, and abruptly engraved a line on his back: Good boy, and Like your mother, you can never live beyond life.

The knife is very deep, and the handwriting is small and cruel. I want to know how much effort it took, full of jealousy and vicious irony.

Zong Yuan, “Damn…”

Who would engrave such words after a person dies!

It’s too much to let people die!

How did Zhou Jin’s mother die?

Who was the one who killed Zhou Jin?

“Good boy”, who is it? Mrs. Wang? Second wife? Or is it Zhou Taixing?

Zong Yuan took a deep breath and whispered, “Master Wednesday, you are offended.”

He put on the clothes slowly for him. The fabric of this clothes was very poor. Zong Yuan’s lips were tightly pressed. What kind of life did Zhou Jin have before his death?

Suddenly someone outside came to report, “Master!”

It was the person who was filling the hole outside. Ayu asked, “What happened?”

The person who notified him was in a trance, and was terribly frightened. “Someone just said…someone said that Young Master Zhou is dead!”

Zong Yuan moved for a while.

Zhou You died under everyone’s eyes. Before his death, Mrs. Wang’s method of death was weird enough, and Zhou You’s method of death was even more creepy.

He, Master Zhou and others were using rice, and after drinking a sip of soup, they used chopsticks alive and stuck themselves to death.

He was sitting on the chair, his chopsticks were erected at his throat, and he wailed for help. The blood drained from his mouth and even dripped onto the food.

In the eyes of Master Zhou, Zhou Fang, his second wife and a few girls, he stuck himself alive.

“……what–!!!”

Zongyuan acted decisively, and he told Ayu, “Take advantage of the chaos of Zhou Mansion, you go outside the city and bring your brothers to station outside Aning’s courtyard, hurry up! Awu, lock the courtyard door, look after Aning, and send someone closer View in the main hall.”

“Yes!”

The two looked serious and turned and ran out the door. Zong Yuan suddenly said, “Ayu.”

“Master?”

Zong Yuan looked at Zhou Jin and sighed, “…Buy some good sacrifices. The third young master of the Zhou family suffered during his lifetime, and he should do what he can after his death.”

“……Yes.”

Zhou You’s death is too weird. How could a person kill himself like this, but would it be Zhou Jin who killed Zong Yuan?

And what does Zhou Jin have to do with Zhou You?

“brother.”

Suddenly the immature voice sounded, even Zong Yuan was taken aback. He turned his head to look, and Zhou stood quietly in front of the door, staring at the corpse on the ground.

He walked over with a small step and touched Zhou Jin’s body, tears filled his eyes again, and he slammed on Zhou Jin’s body.

The sadness of a child is more contagious than that of an adult.

Zong Yuan touched Zhou Ning’s head, “Hey, does your brother live here?”

Zhou Ning touched her tears and replied with her nasal voice: “Well, it’s in this room.”

Zong Yuan’s back felt cold, “…”

He held Zhou Ning in his arms and diverted his attention, “Good boy, can you help your brother a favor? How about we find something about your brother together?”

Zong Yuan paused for a while and then said, “Shall we find your brother’s things and give them to him tonight?”

Zhou Ning held back tears, “Okay.”

Zong Yuan got up and turned over the cabinet, trying to find clues. However, there was not much in this room, otherwise he would not know that this is Zhou Jin’s room until today. Zhou Ning silently ran over and pulled Zong Yuan’s clothes. Yuan followed him obediently to the bed.

Zhou Ning squatted on the ground, hugged a brick under the bed with a small hand, and buckled it out of the ground, with a small wooden box inside.

Zong Yuan took out the box, Zhou Ning hugged him, and ran to his brother again, lying snuggled in his arms.

Zong Yuan looked up and down the box. It looked like a lady’s style. He had guesses in his heart and opened the wooden box with a calm face.

Inside are stacked letters.

Zong Yuan picked up the top one at random and unfolded it carefully. He looked at it word by word, his face getting darker and darker.

The signature below is the name of Zhouyou.

This is all a letter from Zhou You to his third wife.

Extremely insulting.

I can never think of what is under the skin of a gentleman. This letter is full of insults. The “slut” throughout the article, traveling around with Brother Zhou Jin, threatened the third aunt to do extremely dirty things.

Zhou Taixing had long thought that her two sons had corrupted Menting. Who would pay attention to their life and death?

Those who travel around with a mouthful of mouthfuls, this letter is extremely crude!

The author has something to say: Zhou Jin (sneer): Wait for me to return to my soul…