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Chapter 253: Death in Place - Song Weiyang 18



Chapter 253: Death in Place - Song Weiyang 18

Looking at Song Weiai's ferocious expression, Xihe thought of someone. How could he forget him?

Song Luo felt like he was about to die these days. Every few days he would appear in the pool where he fell. The freezing cold water made him feel worse than death.

"Young master, just eat something! Otherwise you won't be able to bear it." Song Luo's servant persuaded softly.

"I don't want to eat it. Take it away. I never want to see these things again." Song Luo looked at the fragrant white rice with a look of disgust.

If you look closely, you will find that fine beads of sweat are faintly oozing out of Song Luo's forehead.

He clenched his teeth, his cheeks slightly puffed up, obviously trying hard to suppress the nausea in his heart.

"Master..."

Song Luo couldn't bear it anymore, so he covered his mouth and rushed out the door.

Song Luo felt like he was about to die these days because the food he saw every day looked like insects, making it impossible for him to swallow.

He had just finished cleaning himself after vomiting when he was picked up by someone. Before he could see who was holding him, he found himself thrown into the mourning hall.

"Your father is dead, why didn't you come to the wake?"

Song Luo was thrown to the ground, and before he could react, he heard a familiar voice. He looked up suddenly, and it was Xihe who came into his sight.

"You, you killed my aunt, you must pay for my aunt's life." Song Luo yelled at Xihe angrily.

"You deserve to die. You and your son attacked me so many times. Have you forgotten?" Xihe replied coldly.

"Then, we didn't harm your life. You shouldn't be so cruel to my aunt." Song Luo retorted unwillingly.

"I'm already dead, what can you do to me?" Xihe smiled lightly and blurted out ruthless words, which were so infuriating that they could kill people.

"You, you..." Song Luo was almost going crazy after hearing Xihe's shameless words.

"Evil creature, evil creature, you have destroyed this whole family, don't you feel any guilt?" Song Shu, who was trapped in his own body, kept scolding Xihe in his heart.

"Stop whining and go to your good father's wake! Take a few more glances while you still have the chance, or you'll never see him again."

"Dad, how come Dad is gone?" Song Luo turned around hurriedly and saw that his father's name was written on the tablet.

"How would I know? If you want to know, go to the coffin and ask him." Xihe said sincerely, because Song Shu's soul was really in the coffin.

Song Luo ignored Xihe. He was afraid that he would be angered to death by this yaksha.

As for the revenge for his aunt, he no longer thought about it. He couldn't defeat this yaksha, and his father was dead and would not be able to make the decision for him. He had better save his own life first.

The time came, and Song Weiai thought he could finally be free. But when he felt the gravity on his shoulders, he realized he was wrong.

Because she replaced the pallbearer who originally held this position.

She wanted to call for help, but she couldn't open her mouth.

The pressure on her shoulders made it almost impossible for her to straighten her back, and Wei Jinran was hanging in front of her, which added to her burden.

"Hey!" Wei Jinran felt as if he had grown new feet. He lowered his head and really started to move his feet as he was familiar with them. After his joy, he prepared to run away.

However, he seemed to be stuck to the coffin frame and could not move at all.

Song Luo didn't run away either. He felt like he was about to be crushed to the ground.

He also tried to call out to the people around him, but it was as if there was a piece of land between them, and they couldn't hear his shouts at all.

They wondered if they could get out of this situation by going to the cemetery.

……

Every time they lifted their feet, they could feel sweat oozing from their foreheads, sliding down their cheeks and soaking their clothes.

The physical fatigue and inner anxiety intertwined together made every step seem extremely heavy, as if dragging a heavy burden under the feet.

Just when their eyes went dark and they were about to faint, they finally arrived at the destination.

When they thought they were about to be freed, they discovered that their bodies were being buried in the earth.

"Don't fill it with soil, I'm still alive, alive..." Song Weiyang shouted hurriedly, but her body was buried little by little, and no one heard her shouting.

"Save me, save me..." Song Luo was buried in the yellow earth as soon as he shouted.

"My son! My son! Song Weiyang, you evil creature, how could you treat them like this? What?" Watching his children being buried, Song Shu cried out desperately.

Now he is just a living dead, and no one can hear his cries.

Song Weiai, Song Luo and the other two were buried underground. Before they could figure out what to do, the cemetery caught fire and the scorching flames chased after them.

The three people were in so much pain that they kept slapping themselves, and in a trance they saw things from their previous life.

"Hahahaha..." Song Weiai laughed wildly after reading it.

"Song Weiyang, I still beat you. You, a fool, have never beaten me in my life."

"At least I have truly enjoyed the love of my parents, brothers, and husband."

"And you have nothing, nothing..." The yellow earth that flowed into her mouth and nose blocked her next words.

Wei Jinran thought of the scene in his mind. He felt the pain in his body, but remained silent.

In his previous life, he had harmed Song Weiyang, and when Song Weiai was taken back to the palace by the prince, he did not end up well either.

No man can tolerate his wife cheating on him, let alone the crown prince of a country.

Wei Jinran died a miserable death in his previous life, being poisoned to death by the person he loved most.

After his death, his house was ransacked and his ancestral hall was demolished. It can be said that the Wei family suffered unprecedented humiliation.

"Grandfather, I am unfilial..."

They thought being burned to death was not a bad thing, but the fire seemed to be torturing them, burning their bodies bit by bit.

The scorching heat and the suffocation in the soil made their life worse than death.

Song Shu was not burned by the fire, but hearing the screams of the three of them made him suffer.

"Stop shouting, stop shouting! To save yourself some suffering, just end yourselves!"

However, only he could hear his cries. None of the three people who were tortured to the point of going crazy could hear his cries.

Now none of them had the heart to listen to others. They just wanted to be burned to death as soon as possible and be freed sooner.

However, they didn't know that Feng Qi had set up a barrier outside the tomb. If they wanted to escape, they had to wait until the formation was broken.

……

After her son and husband died, Mrs. Song went mad and ran around the mansion. Because the mansion was neglecting her due to the funeral arrangements, she fell into the pool and never woke up again.

(Sorry, sorry, the author went to buy New Year's goods and came back late)


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