Wrong marriage at night: the princess has yin and yang pupils

Chapter 648 Fell hard to the ground

The old man's protruding eyeballs were grayish-white as if cooked.

She opened her mouth, and there was a sticky gasp in her throat.

Groping around, tremblingly trying to get out of the coffin.

But the next moment, he became unsteady and fell out.

I got up subconsciously, rushed over with a stride, and caught her the moment she fell to the ground.

At this moment, a strange picture appeared.

I hugged the old man by the waist without feeling heavy.

The old man hooked my neck with his hands, and his rough hands pricked my skin.

When my eyes met, I froze a bit.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" After a while, the old man said in a hoarse voice.

Recalling the instructions of the second soldier before, I didn't mean to talk.

Instead, he raised his neck and opened the distance between the two faces, holding the old man in his arms and trying to move silently towards the coffin.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Suddenly the old man stretched out his hands and grabbed my neck, shaking desperately. "Say! What's your relationship with my son?"

This spirit is so cruel!

She wants to kill me!
Thinking of this, I abruptly broke off the old man's hand and pushed her away.

Taking advantage of the old man's fall, he overturned the rice bowl and stabbed the old man with the broken pieces.

Seeing that it was about to be stabbed, a big hand grabbed my wrist first.

Looking along the trend, I saw Xiao Lie.

"Stop, Queen Mother!"

Xiao Lie's fingers tightened slightly, and I let go of the fragments.

"General Xiao, she..."

Before I could finish speaking, Xiao Lie stepped forward to help the old man up.

The old man clutched his stomach, his face pale.

She groped her way to the coffin, and wailed with her whole body attached to it.

I froze for a moment, then walked over.

When I took a closer look, my heart skipped a beat.

The one lying in the coffin was actually a second soldier.

He was wearing a shroud with jade in his mouth.

The exposed skin was already covered with corpse spots.

Glancing at the corpse in the coffin, I turned to look at the second soldier in the corner.

He was closing his eyes tightly, as if dead.

……

While the old man was crying intermittently, I finally figured out the truth.

The person who died was not the second soldier's mother at all, but the second soldier himself.

He died without knowing it, and has been hanging around at home.

Seeing the coffin, he thought it was his mother who had died of illness, so he began to watch the coffin.

Er Bing once said that he did not see his mother on the first day and his relatives ignored him.

I didn't see my mother, because I fainted because of the pain of losing my son.

The relatives didn't ignore him, but they couldn't see him at all.

The so-called mother's soul would come over every night, because his mother was reluctant, and would climb into the coffin every night, and it was his corpse that hugged him and touched his face and wept.

As for the old man's eyes, it was because of illness that he had pterygium.

And the 'corpse spots' on her face are actually age spots.

Because of Er Bing's preconceived ideas, I mistook her for a spirit.

"Son!"

The heart-piercing cry of the old man made the second soldier slowly open his eyes.

He got up and wanted to get closer, but was stopped by Xiao Lie.

"It's past the first seven!"

Spirit over the head seven, reincarnated.

The second soldier knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the old man.

She twitched the corner of her mouth, but suddenly stretched out her finger to the door.

The pupils that were originally full of tears were full of astonishment.

Following the direction of the second soldier's finger, I saw a small black figure standing in the yard.

When a ray of moonlight peeked out from the clouds, I saw Caiwei.

At the moment, she is holding a swaddling baby.

Staring straight at me, I pulled a baby out of it.

Then he let out a strange laugh and fell to the ground fiercely.

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(End of this chapter)