Chapter 460 The return of the soul
Those eyes were now as dry as a dry well, empty and lifeless.

But it turned slowly a few times, like a puppet.

Thinking that this was actually a dead person's eye, everyone felt a chill spreading from the lower back to the top of the head.

"Soul, come back... Soul, come back... Come back..."

The witch held a paper streamer and jumped around the coffin with a strange dance step. As she moved, an inexplicable force gathered around her.

White paper money flew up in the wind and danced all over the sky. White flags tumbled in the wind, like countless pale hands waving in the air.

The wind was so strong that it dazzled everyone's eyes. They seemed to really see Miss Lu walking towards her coffin step by step from somewhere.

But the wind was so blurry that every time I looked at it, I had to close my eyes. Therefore, every time I opened my eyes, I could see Miss Lu approaching.

Until the end, he even walked in front of everyone.

It should be said that everyone felt that Miss Lu was right in front of them, very close.

Wen Weilan looked at the Miss Lu in front of him. There was a strange and mixed energy on her body, which seemed like divine energy, strange energy, and even spiritual energy.

Cuicui hugged Wen Weilan's arm and dared not open her eyes.

Wen Weilan opened her eyes again and was surprised to see that Miss Lu's face was right in front of her. The pale face was so close that she could see every detail clearly.

She even noticed the mottled corpse spots on the other person's face, the swollen and deformed cheeks, and the tiny shriveled pimple on the chin.

Although Wen Weilan was calm, the scene before her still made her heart tremble.

There were constant screams all around, and most people were frightened out of their wits by this horrific scene.

Jiang Caibin did the same. He let out a very shrill cry, took a step back quickly, and then seemed to have bumped into something, and instantly fell into a dreamlike virtual world.

He saw that he seemed to be sitting at a table full of leftovers. The Jiulong Lake outside the window was silent and cold in the night, and it looked particularly gloomy under the cold white lights.

In his vision, there was a man and a woman sitting by the lake.

The woman's body was extremely twisted and strange, with tiny claw-like hands and a long tail.

She reached out to grab the man opposite, but the man seemed extremely indifferent and was very resistant to physical contact.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could not see the man's appearance clearly.

He clearly knew who it was! Why couldn't he see clearly?

At this time, Jiang Caibin suddenly realized that something was missing.

That is the divine brilliance!
This is an illusion, so there is no divine light!
Thinking of this, Jiang Caibin suddenly woke up and fell out of the illusion.

After regaining his sight, he found that everyone was staring at him, with expressions of curiosity, suspicion and uneasiness on their faces.

At this moment, the strange witch leaped over and grabbed Jiang Caibin's hand with such great strength that he could not break free.

Her slender lips parted and uttered harsh words: "We have caught... the witness that night... or... the suspect?

The witch's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it was squeezed out from a flattened trachea.

All eyes were on him, even Jiang Caizhi was no exception, with a gloating smile on his face.

"Tell me...what did you see that night?" The strange man's white face came close to Jiang Caibin and looked at his expression carefully, as if trying to see through the secrets deep in his heart.

Jiang Caibin's heart was pounding. He was not afraid before because he was sure that he had not done anything and would not be wrongly accused.

However, this certainty made him suspicious.

He knew who the murderer was.

Moreover, he could be sure that it was definitely not Han Lu.

But why would he know?
Obviously, he was not sitting on the second floor.

The memory in his mind showed that he did not witness it with his own eyes, he only saw the scene of Miss Lu falling from the building. So where did those clips come from?
Jiang Caibin's silence made him look particularly suspicious.

People around started whispering.

The smug smile on Jiang Caizhi's face became more obvious.

Jiang Caibin felt that the witch's hands were getting tighter and tighter like an iron hoop, causing him unbearable pain, as if trying to squeeze the truth out of his body.

At this moment, a tentacle came out of the body, passed through the inside of one side of the cheek, and slowly reached the inside of Jiang Caibin's eardrum.

A thin mouth extended from the tiny tip of the tentacle, and Liu Sheng's voice came out of this tiny mouth, and a subtle airflow hit Jiang Caibin's eardrum.

"You...just say that you saw someone..."

Jiang Caibin was stunned, not knowing why Liu Sheng's voice suddenly appeared. But thinking about his current predicament, he felt that he should listen to Sister Liu Sheng for once.

So Jiang Caibin said these words.

The witch raised her thin lips and continued to ask: "Is the person you mentioned...here?"

"I saw it!" Jiang Caibin repeated what Liu Sheng said in his ear, "I saw him!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed in a direction.

Everyone looked and saw that he was pointing at the handsome young man who was guarding Old Madam Lu - Wen Xuanning.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wen Xuanning frowned slightly, looking unhappy, "Do you have evidence that I was there?"

"I may not be able to prove anything by myself, but why not ask your fiancée?" Jiang Caibin gradually calmed down and said calmly.

"fiancée?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone started talking about it, and they were all wondering, isn’t his fiancée Miss Lu?

Wen Xuanning pursed his lips tightly, his face gloomy, but he did not refute everyone's speculation.

At this time, the witch suddenly murmured: "So that's it... So that's it..."

The spirit-calling flag in her hand was pointed at a corner of the yard, and the bell was ringing.

When everyone was still confused, they saw the witch pull out a thin girl from the crowd. Her face was haggard and a little confused, but when she saw Wen Xuanning, her eyes were full of complicated expressions.

When Wen Xuanning saw Ling Yuke suddenly appear at this time, his face was cold and his pupils were trembling, as if he was a little bit unbelievable.

Everyone observed the changes in Wen Xuanning's expression and naturally knew that something was wrong.

Jiang Caibin watched this scene while also paying attention to the expression of his cousin Jiang Caizhi.

Obviously, no matter how well he concealed it, a hint of stiffness still leaked out.

"Yu Ke? Didn't I tell you not to come?"

Suddenly, a lady spoke in a stern voice, strode over, snatched Ling Yuke from the witch's hands, and asked with a concerned and anxious look on her face.

This lady was the wife of the Minister of Works, Du Yue'e. She had thought that the relationship between Miss Lu and Wen Xuanning was a little unclear, and was afraid that her daughter would act impulsively and cause trouble, so she did not let her come, thinking that she would just stay in the National Academy.

I didn't expect Ling Yuke to come after all.

"I, I, I..." Ling Yuke was caught by her mother, and she was even more flustered and confused. She couldn't utter a word of defense for a long time.

Everyone's attention was drawn to this bloody scene.

He first looked at Wen Xuanning, then at Miss Lu standing in the coffin, and the haggard Miss Ling. It was really interesting.

What’s even more interesting is that Miss Lu’s body suddenly sat up.

The claw-like hand slowly rose up and pointed steadily at Ling Yuke.

What this means is already clear.


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