Humans in All Heavens: Starting with Detective Dee

"Um?"

On the futon, Jiang Laosi, who was just dozing off, suddenly jolted awake.

I was instantly wide awake.

He looked around nervously, his gaze wandering across every corner of the mourning hall, trying to determine if he had misheard.

There really was a sound coming from it.

"Sizzle, sizzle."

Suddenly, at that moment, the sound of fingernails scraping something on a wooden board rang out again.

"Um?"

Now Jiang Laosi knew where the sound was coming from.

His eyes were fixed on the coffin in front of him.

"Bang, bang, bang." This time it wasn't the sound of fingernails scraping against a wooden board, but the sound of the coffin lid being pushed open.

"Huh?" The sudden scene startled Jiang Laosi so much that he fell backward.

It crashed to the ground with a thud.

"Huh?" she exclaimed repeatedly.

Jiang Laosi stared at the coffin lid in front of him with a look of fear.

"A ghost, a ghost!"

With a loud bang, another sound followed, this time a deafening roar.

Jiang Laosi only saw the coffin lid being blown away.

A disheveled figure suddenly stood up from inside the coffin.

Black hair fell to both sides, partially obscuring his face, but the face in the middle still allowed Jiang Laosi, who was familiar with Liu Chuanlin, to clearly recognize that this was Liu Chuanlin.

"Young master? Young master?"

I know you died unjustly, that you were wronged, but that has nothing to do with me!

Jiang Laosi's face was filled with unbearable fear.

With a look of terror on his face, he scrambled to his feet, knelt before the coffin, and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Give me back my life! Give me back my life!"

A sinister voice drifted through the mourning hall.

Jiang Laosi only saw Liu Chuanlin inside the coffin, with his arms outstretched.

Suddenly, it jumped out of the coffin.

"Huh? A ghost?"

Terrified by Liu Chuanlin's ghost, Jiang Laosi leaned back, opened his mouth wide, and his pupils shrank.

With a scream, he fell straight backward.

He was clearly so frightened that he fainted.

"You, I told you to know your limits."

You still come all this way...

Just then, two figures emerged from behind the mourning hall.

It was Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang.

Di Renjie pointed at Zhou Yi and said with dissatisfaction.

"Sir, this is how you create a proper atmosphere."

It makes people believe that ghosts really exist.

"We need to create a tense atmosphere," Zhou Yi defended himself.

Di Renjie ignored him, strode up to Jiang Laosi, bent down, and placed two fingers on Jiang Laosi's pulse.

After taking his pulse, she stood up with relief: "He's fine, he just fainted from fright."

"My lord, I told you, I knew how to handle things properly."

It's fine."

"Alright." Di Renjie waved his hand, not wanting to dwell on the matter.

"Quickly carry the body out."

Put it in the coffin.

In the original development, because Liu Chuanlin was not dead.

As a result, the person inside the coffin kept scratching the coffin lid with their fingers, which the person keeping vigil thought was haunted and was terrified.

Yingyu discovered that Liu Chuanlin was not dead and rescued him.

Then they took a body from the county government's morgue and put it in there.

Liu Chuanlin has now been rescued ahead of schedule.

Nobody would be so idle as to open a coffin to look inside.

Now, Di Renjie wants to create a haunted atmosphere in Liu Family Village.

To prevent anyone from opening the coffin to look inside, it was necessary to prepare a corpse.

The body was also disfigured, just like Liu Chuanlin's.

"Okay." Zhou Yi replied and quickly carried a body out from behind the mourning hall with Li Yuanfang and put it into the coffin.

Then put the lid back on.

Seeing this, Di Renjie waved his arm and said, "Withdraw."

The three of them hurriedly left the mourning hall.

Just now, Jiang Laosi let out a scream before he fainted.

The decibel level was very high.

Someone will probably arrive soon.

Sure enough, after the three left...

Several servants from Liu Family Village came over with puzzled looks after hearing the sounds from the mourning hall.

"Fourth brother, wake up, wake up..."

One of the servants stepped forward and patted Jiang Laosi repeatedly.

"Wake up, fourth brother."

"Let me do it, your movements are too small." Another servant stepped forward, took Jiang Laosi's hand, placed his thumb on the philtrum, and pinched it hard.

A hard.

"Ugh." Jiang Laosi woke up from his coma in pain.

My memory is still stuck on the moment I saw Liu Chuanlin's ghost.

She screamed loudly as soon as she woke up.

"Ah, a ghost, a ghost..."

Its body thrashed about wildly, and its arms waved incessantly in the air.

"There's a ghost."

Shouting incessantly, Jiang Laosi was so frightened that he stood up abruptly.

"What ghost? Where's the ghost? Why are you shouting?" The others weren't scared by the ghost, but rather by Jiang Laosi's series of actions.

One of them was dissatisfied and went forward to restrain the restless Jiang Laosi.

With his arms bound, another person stepped forward and restrained Jiang Laosi's head.

He shouted, "What the hell? What's going on? Wake up!"

After a long while, Jiang Laosi finally calmed down.

"There's a ghost..."

By this time, he was exhausted and covered in sweat.

"What the hell?"

Once he calmed down, Jiang Laosi looked around and realized that the people around him were just like him, servants of Liujiazhuang.

Liu Chuanlin's ghost has vanished without a trace.

"You, didn't you see it?"

"Is it the ghost of the young master?"

Jiang Laosi said with lingering fear.

"Young master's ghost? You didn't sleep well last night, are you hallucinating?"

The group was puzzled and looked around, but there was no sign of Liu Chuanlin's ghost.

"It's true, it's true."

It is the ghost of the young master.

I saw it with my own eyes.

Just now, with a bang, the coffin lid was knocked off from the inside by the young master's ghost.

Then the young master stood up.

With arms outstretched, he kept shouting, "Give me back my life! Give me back my life!"

I kept repeating that sentence.

Then I was so scared that I fainted..." Seeing that the others didn't believe him, Jiang Laosi quickly described the situation vividly.

Upon hearing this, the group felt a little uneasy.

One of them said in a trembling voice, "You, you're not trying to scare us, are you?"

"Oh dear." Old Jiang slapped his thigh: "How could I possibly scare you with something like this?"

If they find out, the master will skin me alive!

The group thought about it and realized that it made sense; how could Jiang Laosi possibly use such a thing to scare them?

They looked at each other.

One of them was frightened, his eyes filled with terror: "Could it really be the young master's ghost?"

"This, this... this can't be..."

One person said it was impossible, but his trembling body proved everything.

"Let's talk to Butler Liu about this as soon as possible."

I don't think it's a ghost, but rather the spirit of the young master manifesting himself.

"Yes, yes, yes... let's go report to Steward Liu..."

The group was terrified; their jaws were chattering.

Looking around the mourning hall, a gust of cold wind blew in, further intensifying the terrifying atmosphere.

It was as if Liu Chuanlin was right beside them.

"Run!" someone shouted, and everyone scattered and ran out of the mourning hall.