Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Chapter 300 The Bride Shed Blood and Tears, Go To Bury My Son

The young master of the Jiang family is dead.

Soon, many people gathered inside and outside the wedding room.

Master Jiang also rushed over, hugged his dead son in his arms, and tears fell silently.

The butler next to him stepped forward to comfort him, "Master, the young master has already gone, you must take care of yourself."

"Give me this cheap hoof!"

"I want her to be buried with my son!"

"Unlucky mourner star!"

"Just coming to the door will kill my son, my poor son, woo woo..."

Master Jiang couldn't hold back any longer, and cried while hugging his son.

The servants onlookers also pretended to wipe their tears.

There was a sad atmosphere at the scene.

Everyone's attention was on the dead young master.

No one paid attention to the bride who had just passed through the door, and no one noticed the blood and tears on her veil.

Han Feng squatted on the ground, looking at the body of Young Master Jiang's family.

The body was already cold, and it seemed that he had been dead for several hours.

It is estimated that he went there not long after the wedding.

This death is too strange, it's okay for a person to suddenly say no and then disappear.

"Master Jiang, I am a Taoist priest, if you trust me, let me show it to your son.

People are gone, but it's not clear why they can't die, isn't it? "

Mr. Jiang glanced at Han Feng, "It's you again? You were the one who broke into the front hall just now. Aren't you the servant of my family who moved the wax? Why did you become a Taoist again? Tell me! Did my son's death have anything to do with you?" relation?!"

"I go!"

Han Feng wanted to cry but had no tears. He was really going to be pissed off by this old man.

"Why did I harm your son?!"

"Hmph, do you want to covet my family property?"

"I'm plotting your property? Are you kidding me! Money is what I, Han Feng, don't need!"

This is true.

There is no specific amount of money in Han Feng's hand for a long time.

Points in the system can also be converted into real coins.

But what Han Feng wanted was strength, and money was no longer so attractive to him.

"Let me tell you the truth, your house is not clean and has a very dark atmosphere. Your son's death is definitely not a normal death."

After Han Feng finished speaking, the onlookers sighed.

On the contrary, Master Jiang's reaction was very dull.

"You fart, how many generations have lived in this ancestral house of my family, with the protection of the ancestors above, and the guidance of Mr. Feng Shui below, how could there be such a thing."

"My son has been weak and sick since he was a child, and the wives he married before all died. I didn't expect this woman to be killed this time!"

With that said, Mr. Jiang cast his ferocious eyes on the bride again.

The bride covered her face with a handkerchief, not daring to look.

Han Feng was speechless at what the old man said.

"You said that you have the protection of your ancestors and the advice of Mr. Feng Shui, so why is your son still weak and sick? It is too absurd to restrain his wife."

"The Feng Shui master your family hired used to sell stinky tofu."

"you--"

Master Jiang was very angry.

But people are already dead, so it's useless to say more.

Nothing is more unlucky than the bride.

Her husband died just after passing the door, and it was said that she was unlucky and killed him.

She was also locked up in the firewood room without food, saying that she was going to starve to death, and then when it was time to bury her, she was buried with her son.

The life of the poor in this era is worthless.

When someone buys you back, let them dispose of you.

The young master of the Jiang family was covered with a white cloth, and everyone dispersed.

late at night.

Han Feng went to the firewood room in the dark.

When I turned in from the window, the bride was already lying on the ground, with only one breath left.

Lift the person up and lean against the wall.

Wen Cai came closer, stared at the woman for a long time, and said with emotion, "Made, she looks so good-looking, marrying this family is really useless."

"Junior brother, let's take her away and send her to my godfather, who happens to serve my godfather."

Although Wen Cai looks silly at ordinary times, he is not stupid at all when it matters. He will never let go of this kind of cheap work.

But he didn't know that not all advantages could be taken advantage of.

Han Feng didn't bother to talk to him, "Okay, you go and watch outside the door, don't be noticed."

The bloody veil on the ground was wrinkled and out of shape.

Gently raised the girl's arm, the pulse beat faintly.

"No, it's almost over."

In desperation, Han Feng twirled his palm, transported a burst of true energy, and hit the girl's chest, trying to inject the true energy into the opponent's body.

As a result, the infuriating spirit couldn't get in.

It was as if there was something inside the girl that was contending with her true energy.

After resisting for a while, Han Feng finally chose to give up.

In the next second, the girl tilted her head, her arms hung down, and she died.

When Wencai saw it, he sighed, "It's a pity that such a young girl lost her good time."

"But Junior Brother, why did she cry tears of blood?"

Han Feng thought for a while, then hesitantly said, "Could it be, did you get some kind of Gu?"

"Could it be that there are Gus in this area? Isn't that only found in the Xiangxi area of ​​Yunnan?"

Han Feng shook his head, "I don't understand this either, I know some spells, but I'm really not good at things like poison.

But what is certain is that someone must be behind the scenes and someone is doing it. "

Just then.

There were footsteps outside the door, and the two hurriedly retreated into the darkness.

crunch.

The dilapidated firewood door was pushed open from the outside.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure in a robe walked in from the outside.

Taking a closer look, this person is none other than Mr. Jiang, the owner of this house.

Mr. Jiang walked up to the bride, put his hand under her nose, saw that she was out of breath, and smiled contentedly.

"It's great, it's a couple. In this way, you can stay with me forever. From then on, the whole family will be happy and never be separated."

After finishing speaking, Master Jiang turned and left.

Han Feng and Wen Cai appeared from the shadows.

"Damn! Isn't this mother a lunatic?"

"It seems that this old thing killed them, even my own son. I'm really out of my mind!"

Han Feng's heart was also in a mess, "Okay, this is a pervert, let's go and find Master."

Seeing this, Han Feng thought that this mansion was just a pervert who killed his family, and nothing else.

All of a sudden, Han Feng lost interest in this place.

The most important thing is to find the master and find the general zombie.

The two turned around and were about to leave.

As a result, suddenly, there was a strong wind outside!

The door of the woodshed rattled in the wind.

Han Feng couldn't even open his eyes, "Wen Cai, get up! Don't push me!"

I can't even open my eyes, they are full of sand, why are you pulling my shoulders?I'm going to fall over.

In the confusion, Wencai shouted, "What? I didn't break you."

"..."

At this moment, the hearts of both of them trembled suddenly.

An ominous feeling arose.