There is a trick

Chapter 48: Bai Family Tomb (Please read on!)

Baijiafen is surrounded by mountains. There is only one road leading to the outside world, which is rugged and tortuous and rarely visited by people.

To the left of the village there is a green dragon stretching its claws, to the right there is a white tiger squatting, with a majestic peak at its back and a mountain across it, a bright hall and endless dragon energy flowing around the village - based on the knowledge of feng shui, it is indeed a rare and good cemetery comparable to the tombs of royal nobles.

However, although Baijiafen has the word "grave" in its name, it is actually a small village where strangers live.

If the living live in a place that benefits the dead, many bad things will happen.

Bai Xiu'e stood on the mountain path, looking out at the Bai family tomb surrounded by mountains.

The Bai family tomb in the dark was as lifeless as it was during the day, as if there was no life in it.

The mountain wind was cold, blowing against Bai Xiu'e's frail body.

She stared at the Bai family tomb in the distance for a while, then lowered her head, took slow steps, and walked along the hidden mountain path covered by dead trees, through the forest overnight, towards the Bai family tomb at the foot of the mountain.

Xiu'e pursed her lips and tears silently slid down her cheeks.

Ripples appeared on half of her cheek, and Bai Ma's face quietly emerged. She looked around for a long time, sighed, and said: "Everyone is like this...

Everyone has something they cannot resist. If you think clearly, it is not a bad idea to submit to it as early as possible..."

Bai Ma also lowered his eyelids, his eyes dim, "Your Wen Yongsheng is more terrifying than a vulgar god like Feng Qi... That man could easily be tortured to death by Feng Qi's death omen, let alone Ancestor Wen?
It is better to accept your fate and avoid causing trouble to others."

"Ah."

Bai Xiu'e wiped her tears with the back of her hand. She remembered something and suddenly burst into laughter: "He is actually a good man."

"Can a heartless and cold-hearted person be called a good person?
I think you have never seen a man. " Bai Ma obviously sneered at Bai Xiu'e's comment.

Bai Xiu'e smiled and did not refute Bai Ma.

She realized her current situation and could no longer laugh: "I was sent to marry Patriarch Wen, are you still going to possess me?"

Bai Ma frowned and said, "You are a boy born in the lotus womb, and I am the soul of a twin lotus womb. Even if I don't want to be attached to you, I can't do anything about it."

"Well, that means going through fire and water... If there are two of us, we can talk to each other and relieve each other, then we won't be afraid..." Bai Xiu'e suddenly felt much more at ease.

"Are you more afraid of having no one to talk to and relieve your boredom than you are of death?" Bai Ma laughed at her.

But Bai Ma immediately remembered that Bai Xiu'e had actually tried to hang herself in front of the Bride's Pond together with her six sisters.

"Yes, someone is coming."

While the two were silent, Bai Xiu'e caught a glimpse of a long line of people pushing carts slowly coming down the mountain path shaded by dead trees. She nervously reminded Bai Ma.

Then, wisps of lotus root silk floated up from her body, drifting like smoke and entangled on the branches of a big tree.

With a slight lift of the lotus root threads, Bai Xiu'e's figure floated up and hung on the branches of the big tree.

She was wearing an off-white dress, and looking up from below, it would make people feel that she was just a piece of off-white cloth hanging on a tree branch, fluttering in the wind.

Bai Xiu'e on the treetop held her breath and looked at the mountain path below with a nervous expression.

Gradually, human voices were heard on the originally silent mountain road.

Some men wearing black short clothes and red belts gathered around several carts, pushing or pulling the thin-skinned coffins on the carts and transporting them along the mountain road.

There is not much good wood used for coffins around Baijiafen, but Baijiafen often sells coffins to the outside world.

Moreover, every coffin sold in Baijiafen is extremely expensive.

People who come to buy coffins are not actually looking for those thin-skinned coffins with rough workmanship and inferior materials, but for the "things" that come with the coffins.

Just like Bai Xiu'e, the Wen family ordered a coffin at the Bai family cemetery, and she was sent to the Wen family in the city as an accessory in the coffin.

Bai Xiu'e counted the coffins on the cart and found there were six in total.

As the people on the mountain road pushed and pulled the cart, the coffin lid on the cart swayed, and a faint stench of corpse drifted into Bai Xiu'e's nostrils.

"Another six poor women..." Bai Xiu'e thought of her six sisters and companions, and her heart suddenly became sad.

"call--"

At this moment, a sudden mountain breeze blew past.

The strong wind blew up the dust and mud on the ground, making the branches of the trees rustle.

The lids of the six thin-skinned coffins on the carts suddenly shook and slid down slowly—an even stronger corpse stench gushed out of the coffins! As the lids slid down, Bai Xiu'e suddenly saw that the bodies lying in the six coffins were not other women from the Bai family, but her six little sisters!

Their skin was purple and dark, and their tongues hung out of their black lips.

There were deep marks of strangulation on the neck of every corpse!
"Sister Xiu'e!"

"elder sister!"

"younger sister!"

Blood-red tears flowed from the eyes of the hanged women. They opened their pale eyes and stared straight at Bai Xiu'e on the tree: "Don't let us suffer even after death, don't let us suffer even after death!

Sister, please push our bodies down the mountain path!

It is better for us to be crushed into dust than to serve the ghosts of the masters in the city!"

"Sister, we are waiting for you to go to the garden together..."

"Let's go to the garden together..."

Swish!
Bai Xiu'e was in tears on the treetop, and clumps of lotus root silk burst out from her fingertips.

The slightly white and transparent lotus root silk followed the evil wind and floated to the six coffins on the mountain path. As Bai Xiu'e flicked her fingertips, the six coffins flipped off the cart, and the corpses in the coffins rolled down the mountain path!

Some people saw that something was wrong and hurried to support the coffins. At this time, Bai Xiu'e floated down from the treetops silently. She wrapped the corpses in the coffins with lotus silk and threw them off the cliff.

When she looked at the bodies in the coffins again, they no longer looked like her six little sisters, and not all of them had died by hanging.

She was distracted for a moment just now, and what she saw was completely different from the actual situation.

The female corpse in the coffin was not her six sisters.

But she did not regret doing so.

When the people around saw the figure floating over the treetops and saw the dense holes on the other person's face, they were so frightened that they no longer cared about moving the coffin and kept shouting, "There's a ghost, there's a ghost!"

They all fled in all directions.

Bai Xiu'e threw the last female corpse off the cliff.

She seemed to hear the laughter of several women, which echoed in her ears for a while, but then disappeared in an instant: "Sister Xiu'e, thank you so much."

"Let's go to the garden..."

"Sister Xiu'e, let's meet in the flower hall later..."

Those romantic and lovely voices drifted away.

Bai Xiu'e was stunned on the mountain path for a moment, then she continued walking down the road.

The strands of lotus root silk floating around her body unconsciously emitted a faint silver glow, and even the material seemed to have changed because of this slight luster.

……

"Xiu'e, Xiu'e!"

Before she knew it, Bai Xiu'e had walked around the path and arrived at her own courtyard.

She paced back and forth around the yard, hesitating, but not daring to knock on the door.

At this moment, a deliberately suppressed call suddenly sounded from behind her.

When Bai Xiu'e turned around, she saw an old man carrying a mountain of firewood, his face frosted, walking towards her.

The man walked up to her, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, his expression was filled with joy and fear: "My youngest daughter, my youngest daughter is not dead, I knew it, I felt that you were still breathing at that time!

What are you doing back here, youngest daughter?

Go, go! Your mother will wake up soon!"

As he spoke, the man grabbed Bai Xiu'e's arm and pulled her outside: "Don't come back!
This place is not worth your return, little girl!

Don’t go back!”

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