It was just dawn, and terrifying screams pierced the tranquility of the Qin residence.
The big butler Liu Chun was washing his face. He frowned when he heard the movement outside, and was about to ask questions, but the door was pushed open, and the valet He Xing ran in with a panicked expression, "Master, it's not good! Nine Miss is back!"
Liu Chun frowned, suspecting that he was hallucinating, "What did Miss Jiu do?"
He Xing said in a hurry, "Back to the soul! Miss Jiu has returned to her soul, and Yang Nanny, who is guarding the spirit, ran to the front yard like crazy. She kept calling Miss Jiu to die all the way, and said that Miss Jiu stood up to speak. Now Everyone in the mansion went to the west backyard..."
Liu Chunnian has a wide range of knowledge and knowledge, but he really doesn't believe that a dead person will return to his soul.
He Xing took a breath, "Besides, Nanny Yang also said that Poria hanged herself!"
Liu Chun's eyelids twitched, he wiped his face and hurried out, "Where is Madam Yang?"
"She yelled all the way, she seemed to be dazed by fright, and now someone has restrained her, the main courtyard and the old lady must have got the news, master, what should I do?"
Liu Chun strode forward, "You go to the west backyard to have a look, I'll go to the main courtyard."
He Xing responded quickly, and ran to the northwest when he went out.
"Returning to the soul! Miss Nine has returned to the soul! This is not yet the first seven!"
"No, could it be that she was possessed by some evil spirit? When Miss Nine was picked up, several people checked her pulse, and they all concluded that she had died. Also, when Miss Nine died, her eyes were always open..."
"Could it be that the resentment is too heavy and turned into a ghost?"
The road to the west backyard was full of servants of the Qin family. There were many legends about the return of the dead, but few saw them with their own eyes.
He Xing ran all the way, and couldn't help being dumbfounded when he reached the west backyard.
The deserted and secluded Xiyuan is surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, so there are so many people here!
He Xing frowned, pushed aside the ones blocking the way, and when the last person was pushed away, He Xing's scalp went numb for a moment!
The mourning lights at the gate of the courtyard were eye-catching. Qin Wan was wearing a plain white shroud, with a pale complexion and black hair shawl. He was walking on the path to the west backyard with his clothes left behind. Looking at him from a distance, he could only feel his figure was ethereal, and he couldn't tell whether he was a person or not. ghost.
He Xing's eyes widened, but Qin Wan was fished out of the lake with his own eyes!
"Nine, Miss Nine, please forgive me. This servant deserves to die for saying something disrespectful to you. Miss Nine, your lord has a lot to spare. This servant will copy scriptures for you ninety-nine times, and I will offer you ten everlasting lamps..."
Grandma Zhao walked forward tremblingly, crying out of fear, Nanny Yang screamed and ran out, but she was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground, she thought Miss Jiu's dead body was here to kill her, but she just Tell her to lead the way to Poria.
Did she know Fu Ling was dead? Want to take Poria cocos with you
Qin Wan looked at the small courtyard in front of him blankly, frowning slightly.
The west backyard is less than twenty feet away from the mourning hall. The gate is narrow, the walls are low, and the surrounding vegetation is overgrown. It is remote and lonely. Miss Jiu of the Qin Mansion lives in such a place
This thought flashed by, Qin Wan only had two words in his heart at the moment, Fu Ling.
Whether it was her instinct as a doctor in the past, or what she heard when her consciousness was blurred, she couldn't give up on this loyal servant who wanted to go with her master. Thinking so, Qin Wan walked to the door of the west backyard.
"Open the door." Qin Wan's voice was hoarse, inexplicably tinged with a chill in the cool morning light.
Mother Zhao trembled, and hurriedly stepped forward to push open the half-closed courtyard door.
As soon as the door is opened, people outside the courtyard can see the people hanging from the beams in the house at a glance across the atrium.
Qin Wan's eyes sank, and he walked past Zhao Nanny and stepped inside.
He Xing in the distance gasped, what Nanny Yang said was true, Fuling hanged herself!
"That's Fuling! Fuling really hanged herself!"
The onlookers only watched from a distance, and did not dare to get close to Qin Wan's body. They dared not move until Qin Wan entered the courtyard. The closer they walked, the clearer they could see the scene in the courtyard.
"Do you think Miss Nine is a human or a ghost?"
"It's already dawn, if it's a ghost, how dare it face so many of us?"
"Yes, have you seen that there is Miss Jiu's shadow on the ground!"
"So Miss Jiu is... a fraudulent corpse? Miss Jiu is alive?"
There was an explosion of discussion, and this rare event that was rarely seen in a century was right in front of them, and everyone watched Qin Wan's every move with wide eyes.
Qin Wan was not in the mood to listen to people's discussions. Resurrection from a dead body was a strange talk, and she didn't even realize it. She just stared at Fu Ling, entered the room without any scruples, and then hugged Fu Ling's hanging legs.
Fu Ling was dressed in filial piety, her neck was hung on a cloth rope, and her body was already stiff.
Qin Wan hugged, but didn't move, she turned to look at Zhao Nanny who was still at the gate of the courtyard, "Help!"
Nanny Zhao trembled, and immediately entered the room like an obedient puppet.
At this moment, Qin Wan glanced at the room. The layout of the room was simple, the utensils were placed neatly, the stool under Fu Ling's feet was tilted backwards, and there was no sign of struggle or fight.
When Mother Zhao entered the room, Qin Wan said, "Slow down."
Qin Wan didn't talk much, but every word was full of oppressive force. Mother Zhao was so scared that she had no choice but to say what Qin Wan said. She carefully put Fuling down together with Qin Wan.
Qin Wan immediately went to touch Fuling's heart, and at the same time, Mammy Zhao also sniffed Fuling's breath.
After this probe, Zhao mama cried and crawled outside.
"Dead! Poria is dead—"
The people outside the hospital listened, and they didn't react as expected. Fu Ling must have hanged herself in the middle of the night, and it's dawn now. Could it be that she is still alive? Besides, Fu Ling is just a servant girl, so what if she dies
Everyone's attention was on Qin Wan.
Died by jumping into the lake, it is confirmed that the last breath, the mourning hall has arranged the shroud and put on the ritual ceremony, and it seems that it is about to be dragged out to be buried, but the person is still alive
"Look, what is she doing?"
I don't know who yelled, everyone saw Qin Wan squatting beside Fuling, holding Fuling's arm, she quickly rubbed Fuling's arm, and after a while, moved to Fuling's throat, chest and abdomen and lower limbs.
This scene was so weird that everyone looked at Qin Wan in the room in confusion.
"Is this saving people? They are all dead, how can they be saved?"
When the words were finished, Qin Wan suddenly got up and stepped on Fu Ling's shoulders. The next moment, she pulled Fu Ling's hair. Not long after, she squatted down and pressed Fu Ling's heart...
Although he knew that he couldn't be saved, Qin Wan's serious and focused look made everyone hold their breath. At this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded.
"Get out of the way, the old lady is here, the lady is here-"
Liu Chun shouted loudly, and the surrounding servants hurriedly stepped aside as if they had just woken up from a dream.
On the small path outside the West Backyard, Jiang Shi, the third wife of the Qin Mansion, was standing in a dark black jacket and holding a silver stick in her hand. Unfathomable depression.
Behind her is Mrs. Lin, the head of the Qin family in Jinzhou. Lin's clothes are graceful and her eyebrows are docile. The fly in the ointment is that she is almost forty years old. Shi suppressed.
The two of them rushed forward, but they seemed to be taboo and did not approach.
At the end, seven or eight monks in gray robes followed.
"Meet the old lady, meet the lady—"
The servants who were watching all knelt down to salute, and even Mother Zhao in the yard quickly knelt down.
Mrs. Jiang didn't move, and Mrs. Lin didn't make a sound, only Liu Chun walked to the front.
He saw Qin Wan in the room at a glance, his slender eyes trembled fiercely, and then hurriedly walked to Jiang Shi and Lin Shi, "Qi old lady Qi Qi madam, Miss Jiu has really returned to her soul, she The servant girl was lying in the room and looked dead."
Lin's eyes flashed with horror, "Mother, this matter—"
Disgust flashed in Jiang's cloudy and deep eyes, "I have lived for so many years, I haven't seen anything, it's just a resurgence. Fortunately, the masters have not left the Qin residence. The masters have their own judgments about what happened!"
After finishing the words, Mrs. Jiang told Liu Chun, "You—"
"Cough cough! Cough cough cough!"
Just as Jiang spoke, a cough sounded suddenly.
Before Mrs. Jiang could react, all the servants at the gate of the courtyard looked inward. Everyone's eyes widened when they saw this.
Fu Ling, who was already dead, sat up!