Chapter 36 Dark Lantern

Miss Zi Hui said that the light emitted by this ghost lamp is very warm for living people, but is too hot for dead ghosts.

After walking for a while, I remembered a question I wanted to ask Miss Zihui. I am the descendant of an underground burial master. The three souls and seven souls should not be comparable to normal people, but she just said that my attainments in precognitive dreams are better than hers. Gao, what on earth is going on?

Miss Zi Hui was silent for a while, and then said, "I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on, but... looking at it now, maybe the truth is hidden in your life experience."

"In life?" I asked. I didn't expect Miss Zi Hui to answer me like this. I have never felt that there was anything strange about my life experience. There is nothing surprising in the first place, isn't he just a poor boy born in a remote town?

Miss Zihui asked me if your family has been a burial master for generations. I said I don’t know, but my grandfather is a burial master. My father is the same as me. He has the blood of a burial master, but he doesn’t. Practice the Burial Sutra. So Miss Zihui asked me if my mother was also a burial master. I said that I had never seen my mother since I was born.

Miss Zihui stopped talking and apologized for a long time. Then she said that the answer to the mystery is more likely to be hidden in your mother's life experience. Maybe my extraordinary talent in predicting dreams comes from your mother. I said it is true. It's possible.

Miss Zi Hui and I were chatting and unknowingly left the forest. What appeared in front of Miss Zi Hui and me was the very familiar courtyard of Mrs. An's house.

"You were here when you came last time, right?" Miss Zi Hui asked, staring at the villa compound whose style was slightly different from now.

"Yes, a woman was dragged into the house at the entrance of the yard. Then I opened the door and saw nothing."

"Then we have to go and have a look."

It was quiet all around. Miss Zi Hui and I walked hand in hand and cautiously towards the door of the villa. At this time, I suddenly realized that the ghosts who had been following Miss Zi Hui and me had started to appear. Has completely disappeared.

Miss Zi Hui held the doorknob tightly and opened the door with a creak. I nervously hid on Miss Zi Hui and looked inside - what appeared in front of me was a decoration style that was completely different from today's, very simple but luxurious. structure. This guy is acting weird. It's not completely dark anymore?

"This is completely different from the scene I saw last time..."

"Let's go in and take a look before we talk."

I saw furniture carved from mahogany, huge murals hanging on the walls, and ceramics of different sizes placed in specially made glass cabinets. It looked like a wealthy family. But there seemed to be no one in the house, and there was no movement at all. Only Miss Zihui and I were searching inside.

Miss Zi Hui and I searched for a long time but didn't see anyone. Just when I was about to leave the villa and go outside to take a look, Miss Zi Hui's face suddenly changed, and she hurriedly put away the lantern in her hand, and a white light flashed out. Flash, the dark lamp turned into a necklace again.

Miss Zi Hui pulled me and stood in a corner. Just when I didn't know what Miss Zi Hui was doing, the door creaked open - a graceful young woman wearing a cheongsam walked in. Her big butt and small waist are very coquettish at first glance. When she walks, her waist twists so much that it almost looks like it is about to break.

Behind her was an old woman—the same old woman I saw before. There were a few bloody scabs on her face, which were obviously scratched by the poor woman called the eldest mistress.

"Don't make any noise, watch quietly." Miss Zi Hui reminded me quietly.

"Wang Po, how is that old thing doing now?"

I found that when this woman came in, the atmosphere of the entire space changed. If there was a dreamlike feeling before, now it is like being in a living real world.

"Third Young Mistress, the old woman surnamed Liu has been beaten severely by the master all afternoon, and now she has only one breath left. When evening comes, you can try to persuade the master. I guess it won't be long before the master agrees to drive her away. Got out of the house.”

The old woman looked like a bitch, and when she tried to smile, the wrinkles on her face made me feel sick to my stomach.

However, this woman seems to be some kind of third young lady? In other words, she is also the wife of the owner of this house?

Different from modern times, it was normal for wealthy people to have three wives and four concubines in the past. I understood it as soon as I thought about it.

"Kick her out of the house? Are you kidding? I have endured fighting with this bitch for so long. Do you think I just want her to get out of this house?"

The woman sneered, her eyes filled with resentment, and she threw the pipe that the old woman handed her fiercely. It fell to the ground with a crack and broke.

"What does the third young lady mean...?" The old woman did not dare to look up at her, so she had to ask cautiously.

"Haha... Granny Wang, isn't there an abandoned well in our backyard? Do you still remember what is in that abandoned well?"

"...!! Third, third young lady, this, this seems a bit too much...?" The old woman was startled and seemed a little panicked.

The woman's expression turned gloomy, and she was gnashing her teeth as if she wanted to tear the woman called the eldest mistress alive.

"Too much? When I first walked in, that bitch humiliated me and called her a sister. What about her! Will she treat me like a human being one day?! Now she finally has such a good opportunity, I want to see her thrown into that well with my own eyes!"

"But, third young lady... this is killing people..." The old woman's skinny hands were trembling as she said tremblingly.

"Who said I'm going to do it myself?" The woman's face changed at every turn, and she suddenly showed a full smile.

"Grandma Wang, today I can make the master whip that woman with a riding crop all afternoon, and tomorrow...I can make the master personally order that bitch to be thrown into the well."

As if she had thought of something very pleasant, the woman started to throw her head back and laugh, her laughter getting sharper and crazier.

"Three, third young lady..."

"Wang Po, do you still remember who prepared that well?"

The old woman was so frightened by the madness emanating from the woman that her lips were pale and trembling, and her two cloudy eyes looked around restlessly.

"Three, third young lady, everyone will be back in a while, please keep your voice down..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Granny Wang, let me ask you if you remember who prepared that abandoned well!"

"Yes, yes! Old slave, remember, remember! It is prepared for women who are unfaithful and violate women's morals!"

The woman nodded with satisfaction. Under the split cheongsam, her plump and fair legs were lifted up, revealing a large area of skin. The red skin on her feet was as red as if it had been soaked in blood.

"That's right, haha... Then Granny Wang, tell me, what should we do now to prevent that bitch from being thrown into the well by the master's order?"

"...Three, Third Young Madam, you mean to make that woman named Liu..."

The woman moved her face closer, gently raised the old woman's old and ugly face with one hand, looked into her frightened eyes, and said with a smile, "Well, continue."

"You want that woman named Liu...to commit adultery...with someone else's man?"

The woman then patted the old woman on the head with a smile on her face, as if she were treating a dog.

"That's right, haha... So what if one day of marriage means a hundred days of kindness? I don't believe that the master can still show mercy to that woman after knowing that she betrayed him!"

"But where can we find such a man?"

The woman raised her eyebrows, looked at the old woman with a puzzled look, and said, "Wang Po, did I hear you correctly? You said you were looking for one man? When did I say I was only looking for one man?"

The old woman was stunned for a while, then took a breath of cold air. Seeing the resentment and madness flashing in the woman's eyes, she no longer dared to speak.

"Wang Po, please go down now and gather all the strong men who have just been captured from the countryside. They will be of great use tomorrow."

"Three, Third Young Mistress! You can't do this!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Whatever I tell you to do, you do it for me!" The woman screamed angrily and slapped the old woman hard on the face, causing the old woman to fall to the ground.

Miss Zihui and I watched the whole thing silently, and after that, the precognitive dream continued. On another day, although the old woman's face was full of fear and uneasiness, she still gathered a group of strong men according to the woman's instructions and sent them to a small hotel.

Soon after, the old woman helped the drowsy young lady to the hotel. She threw her on the bed and slowly closed the door under the bewildered gazes of the strong men.

In the afternoon, the third young lady said something to the master, and his expression suddenly changed. He led a group of people angrily to the small hotel. What happened next was obvious. The master took the haggard young lady home and gave her another inhumane beating.

Miss Zi Hui and I watched as the eldest mistress was thrown into the warehouse where food was usually stored. She didn't even have a piece of clothing to cover her body, and her whole body was covered with bloodstains from the riding whip. At this time, she seemed to have fallen into a state of collapse. She said nothing else except mumbling her daughter's name.

Late at night, a few strong men opened the door. Without saying a word, they lifted the young lady up and carried her all the way to the abandoned well in the backyard. Then, under the instructions of the old woman, they gently pushed her inside. As soon as he threw it, he heard a "thud" sound of the heavy object falling to the ground soon after.

After that, the news of the eldest mistress's death due to illness spread under the instructions of the master. The woman who designed everything successfully took the eldest mistress's position and lived a very comfortable life.

Under the "service" of the young and charming woman, the master came out of her house with weak legs every day, and he had no intention of marrying a new wife. Soon after, the woman became pregnant with the master's child, and her status in the family skyrocketed.

But when the precognitive dream reached this point, I heard a vague and sad sigh, followed by a low sob. The sound became more and more obvious, which made me uneasy. At this time, Miss Zi Hui grabbed my hand.

"Don't panic. If you panic now, we will wake up from the premonition dream."