There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 685 A Thousand Miles of Fatal Pursuit (2)
"Husband, you just went like this, what should we girls do, husband..."

"Father...Father...you can't leave Hu'er, woo..."

"Mr. Jun, kind official, please, let us take him outside the city and bury him. He went there at such a young age, it's already very pitiful."

"Stop talking nonsense, and immediately open the coffin lid. The imperial court has orders. No matter who leaves the city, they must take a careful inventory. Not to mention Fenglin City, even all towns and cities in the entire Chu Kingdom must be checked one by one. I Regardless of how he died, open the coffin lid immediately."

"My lord, you don't know. The head of my family died of leprosy. He is contagious."

"Leprosy should also be checked. If we don't check, our whole family will die. Hurry up and open it."

"..."

Yang Churuo listened quietly, and seemed to be able to feel that someone was patting the coffin containing her, and then assembled their conversation, Yang Churuo suddenly understood something.

Is she lying in a coffin now?Fenglin City?where is that?Have you already left the capital of the Chu Kingdom?Why has she never heard of Fenglin City?I'm afraid it's far away from the emperor, right?How long has she been unconscious?How far has it gone?

Yang Churuo wanted to open her mouth, but she couldn't even open her mouth. It was obvious that even the Ya point had been clicked, so she could only wait quietly, waiting for the soldiers to open the coffin.

Maybe we can see her when we open the coffin.

"Father, don't touch my father..."

"Husband, you died so pitifully. When you were alive, everyone bullied you, insulted you and scolded you. You can't rest in peace when you die. Why are you so miserable? God, why did you treat us like this? .”

Yang Churuo could clearly feel that many people were crying around, and there was a woman lying on the coffin, slapping the coffin, weeping uncontrollably, telling the tragic things that happened in the past one by one, crying From time to time, it was mixed with a child's loud pain.

Yang Churuo really wanted to slap that swollen woman away, so he was very irritable when he heard it.

I don't know who she is from Feng Ling, or was bought by Feng Ling, pretending to be lifelike, if this continues, those soldiers will definitely give up.

Sure enough, another soldier suddenly stepped forward, frowned, and said, "Who am I, so it's Bao Sanniang from Dongjie? Why, the head of your family is dead?"

"Yeah, I'm miserable, he left us both, and I don't know how to live from now on." Bao Sanniang covered her mouth and sobbed uncontrollably.

"What? Do you know her?" The soldier who had just yelled asked his companion.

"That's right, Bao Sanniang on the East Street, who sells steamed buns, married a sick ghost, and was dying every day. The family spent a lot of money to treat him. Unexpectedly, she died. I think he's fine. Well, there is no need to check, so as not to be infected."

"How is this possible? What if the people in the court know? The court has issued a death order. No matter who enters or leaves the city, they must be carefully checked."

"There are tens of thousands of people in the world, and it can't be such a coincidence. Besides, Bao Sanniang's family has lived in Dongjie for decades. That's all, if you are worried, go and check it yourself. I don’t want to get sick all over my body.”

"This……"

"Oh, are you annoying? What's there to check? It's bad luck. Just let them go. The imperial court is so strict that it's nothing more than a shame. Our Fenglin Mountain is high and the emperor is far away. Who will come? Here? Who can come out of the imperial capital, who is not a high-ranking big shot, heh, I don’t want to stay in this small Fenglin City.” Another guard roared impatiently, and as his voice sounded, another Several equally impatient voices sounded.

(End of this chapter)