Wang Tianyou's body was placed at the gate of Wang's house, attracting many passers-by again. Before leaving, he shouted and slashed the officials, but within two hours, his face was dark blue and his breath was cut off, which made people feel embarrassed.
"Retribution, this is!" I don't know who exclaimed.
After hearing the news, Mrs. Wang and Wang Xiangqian hurried there, grabbed the official and asked questions, and ordered the body to be covered with white cloth and carried into the house.
"Why is this happening? My son was fine just now, why did he suddenly die?" Wang Xianggan's face was grim and his voice was rough.
"How do we know? The last moment he shouted for water, but the next moment he closed his eyes." The official felt very wronged.
"The doctor said that although my son is seriously injured, he won't be able to bear the bumps. Did someone pay you to kill my son? Is it the third prince? Is it the evil beast?" sign.
Grandpa Wang saw that the more and more he said, the more outrageous he was, and he actually involved the third prince. Although people are not favored, but now they are princes and have a huge fief, even the Wang family in its heyday has to be weighed, let alone now? He knocked on his son's back with a cane, and scolded him sharply, "Niezi, isn't that shameful enough? Come back to me!"
This time, the blow was not heavy, but Wang Xianggan collapsed with the back of his head covered, his limbs began to twitch violently, and white foam was spit out from his mouth.
"Oops, did you get beaten to death or go crazy with horns?" someone exclaimed.
"Looks like she's going crazy."
"I didn't expect that the Minister of Military Affairs would have this kind of madness. I heard that the horn madness will be passed on to the next generation. Could it be that Wang Tianyou was killed like this?"
"Come forward a little, I can't see clearly!"
Passers-by came forward one after another and surrounded the gate of Wang's house.
Grandpa Wang was startled, and hurried forward to check on his son's condition, but saw that huge blisters began to appear on his exposed skin, which burst and festered within a few breaths, forming a hideous ghost face that looked like Terrible.
"What, what is this disease?" The old man slumped on the ground with weak legs.
"No, it's actually a ghost face sore!" The official who was previously held by Wang Xianggan glanced at it, and immediately took a few big steps back, showing a look that was both horrified and contemptuous.
"Oh, my good fellow, it's actually a ghost face sore!" There were also a few well-informed passers-by, who pushed away the people beside them and drilled out.
"What is a ghost face sore? Let me see." The unknown person was even more curious, and moved forward again.
"Don't go! The so-called ghost face sore is a causal disease. It is said that if a person does too much evil, the person killed by him will turn into a ghost and burrow into his body, forming ghost face sores. There is no cure for this kind of sore. The people above have to endure the pain of scraping the bones every day, until the abscess spreads all over the body before dying. Five years ago, I saw a man suffering from ghost face sores. The skeleton has rotted into a skeleton and is still moaning. In the end, his family couldn't see it, and they found a pig butcher to send him away, and the scene was tragic!"
"I've heard of this too. Ghost face sores are not easy. It takes Li Gui to turn himself into resentment and fully integrate with the enemy to trigger it. If the enemy dies, Li Gui will also be dissipated. Think, how much hatred and resentment would make him suffer from this disease?"
The passers-by were in an uproar, and hurried back quickly, for fear of getting bad luck. A few of them retreated in a hurry, and the scene was chaotic again.
But there are also brave ones, not only did not retreat, but also took a few steps forward, counted on Wang Xianggan, and exclaimed, "Good guy, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven... There are dozens of people who are exposed outside. Not to mention the place covered by clothes. How many people did this Wang Xianggan kill?"
"It is said that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. No wonder Wang Tianyou is so mad. It turns out that he has the true inheritance of Lao Tzu! With so many ghost face sores, it will probably not last for a day."
Passers-by wanted to watch the fun, but were afraid of being entangled by ghosts, but in the end, the idea of protecting himself prevailed, holding his nose and leaving one after another.
From this day on, the reputation of the Wang family was completely ruined, and Wang Xiangqian also won the title of "the most evil person in the world". The descendants of the Wang family were stabbed in the spine and reviled wherever they went. They were unable to take the imperial examinations to gain fame, and they had no place to stand. In the end, they had to sneak out of Beijing. Of course, these are all things later, so I won't mention them here.
Grandpa Wang didn't know what his son was sick, but when he heard everyone's discussion, he was immediately anxious and angry, and quickly ordered the servants to drive away the idle people, and then carried his son and grandson in. Everyone was rushing to do the work of expelling people, and when it was their turn to carry people and corpses, they all shrank back, and they didn't even dare to touch them.
The grandfather Wang offered a big reward to get the job done, waiting eagerly for the doctor to come, the first sentence completely chilled his heart.
"Old man, this is a ghost face sore! If you find Master Xuanming or the living Buddha of Wu Sizang, there is a chance that you will be saved. You can't help me if you leave me here." Surprised, "How come it has grown so much? This, this, this... The old man forgives my sins, I am ignorant, I really can't cure it, so I will leave. Please, please, please..."
He folded his hands and retreated, and after exiting the threshold, he ran away, and the effort was gone for a moment. It is enough to have a ghost face sore, and I have never seen one that covers the whole body. How many evil things has Lord Wang done in his life? There was one sentence he didn't dare to mention to the old man, just such a human being, Master Xuanming and Living Buddha Wu Sizang would never save him when they came, and they directly recited the scriptures to save him.
The old man was also worried: Sun Tzu killed Master Xuanming's apprentice, is he willing to come? Wuszang and Shangjing are thousands of miles away, and it takes several years to go back and forth. How can my son afford to delay it? But he was unwilling to tell him to accept his fate, so he invited several doctors for consultation.
Just a quick glance, the doctors waved their hands back and forth again and again, saying that they couldn't be cured, and what's more, they pointed out that Wang Xiang couldn't work for an hour, and asked the old man to hurry up and arrange the funeral.
"Fuck your mother's fart! Get out! Get out of here, and then invite someone!" The old man waved his cane and scolded.
No matter how many doctors were invited, it was no use. After only half an hour of tossing, Wang Xiangqian was already rotten and passed away in great pain. The mattress he lay on was full of pus and smelled unpleasant. The servants would not even be three feet away, let alone help him take care of his remains.
Grandpa Wang sat paralyzed by the bed, his already old face was like a dry rock, stiff and gray. Madam Wang stood outside the door, beating her breasts and wailing, and the cries could be heard for two miles. Lin Shi, who woke up from a coma, heard that Xianggong had also gone, but he couldn't even shed half a tear, and he was stunned and fell into a stupor.
For the rest of her life, she relied on her husband and her son. Overnight, these two people are gone, how can she survive? If you want to know that you will not be able to live, it is better to die! As soon as she was woken up by her daughter, she slammed her head into the doorpost, but was pulled by the nurse, only hurting her forehead.
Recalling that the day when Song was caught, he also bumped into the doorpost, leaving an ugly scar several inches long on his forehead, Lin covered the wound and muttered to himself, "Retribution, this is all retribution! If I knew today, I would have I won't do so many sins! I regret it, I regret it..."
Also regretful is Mrs. Wang. It was only at noon that he told Youshu that he could not tolerate such an unworthy descendant. Within two hours, the Wang family would die out. too fast!
Grandpa Wang is a concubine. He killed his elder brother and drove away a few concubines to win the family business. If his line has no heirs, what's the point of working hard all his life? In the end, not only will the family property be divided up by the brothers who have already torn their faces, but they will also be ridiculed and made cheap.
Thinking of the consequences, Mrs. Wang felt his heart throbbing and his heart surged. He reluctantly swallowed the bitter taste in his throat, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hang the white flag, buy a coffin, and post a funeral post."
The servants who were crowded at the door and did not dare to come in hurriedly ran away as if they were being granted amnesty, for fear that they would be caught to clean up the corpses if they were slower.
The old man paused for a moment, and then said, "Wait! I also sent a funeral post to the mansion of the Three Kings, and asked that wicked man to come back to Xianggan to wear filial piety. If he asks, you can say this is what I said, he It is the grandson of my royal family, I admit it."
The servant who was at the end was startled, but he was relieved when he heard this. He was about to go to work when he was stopped, "Also, if he refuses, you can tell him that his mother's letter of divorce, my royal family is willing. If he is abolished, he can still be brought back to support him. No matter how unfilial he is, can he still ignore the Song family? The abandoned woman can only be buried in the mass grave after death, becoming a lonely ghost, you ask Ask him if he has the patience."
"Hey, I remember it." The servant agreed and left in a hurry.
Mrs. Wang also did not dare to enter the house, leaning against the door frame and choked, "Will he come back? If I had known this earlier, I would have stopped Xiang Gan no matter what. The Taoist priest was clearly a liar, saying that the child was a debt collector, and put the four After ten taels of silver are spent, he will die. As a result, fifteen or six years have passed. If forty taels of silver are broken, the flowers should have been spent, but he is still alive and well. Look at his character, appearance, demeanor, With bearing, literary grace, and several times in Beijing, no one can beat half a point, only the third prince who was still the direct prince back then can compete with one of them."
Speaking of this, she became more and more remorseful, and kept repeating, "If he hadn't abandoned him, Lin wouldn't have had the evil idea of framing Song to take the position of the wife; if Lin had not been uprighted, his son would not have been neglected. Concubine; if you don't neglect the concubine, you will have more children in your family; if you have more children, you won't blindly favor Tianyou; if you don't blindly favor Tianyou, you won't develop such a disposition; if you don't cultivate him With that kind of temperament, he won't commit sins; if he doesn't commit crimes, he won't be exiled, and Xiang Gan won't be dismissed from his post. The Wang family is still fine now, there's nothing wrong..."
Grandpa Wang had a splitting headache and scolded, "Shut up! What's the use of talking about this now? It was you who was persuaded by Lin Shi and came to persuade me frequently. If you hadn't praised her for her outstanding performance, the Wangfuwang family, Can I agree to let a lowly concubine sit on the position of the wife? You also boast that Tianyou is extremely smart and has a valuable character, but what happened? You go back to me to dress up, and if the evil obstacle refuses to come back, you will invite me in person!"
Mrs. Wang did not dare to delay, and hurried back to the room to wash up, thinking of the culprit Lin, and let her be tied together. If the grandson didn't want to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan, she would deal with Lin's face in front of him, so that he could go down a step.