The Heartless Mage Chapter 80: Mourning Hall

Sitting in the room unintentionally, drinking cup after cup of tea. In the evening, as soon as the door opened, Sheng Yi staggered in. Seeing this inadvertently, he picked up a teacup and poured a cup of hot tea straight into his hands. And he sat down with the hot tea, first heaved a long breath, and then said in a hoarse voice: "I'm exhausted."

Before he finished speaking, Sai Wei also came back staggered. He glanced at the table inadvertently and found that both tea cups were occupied. Looking at Sai Wei again, Sai Wei's lips were dry and white, obviously he needed tea more than Shengyi.

Wu Xin has always been kind to women more than men. After thinking about it for a while now, seeing Sheng Yi holding the tea cup with no intention of drinking, he gently and skillfully stretched out his hand, grabbed the tea cup from his hand and gave it to Sai Wei: "My condolences and obedience, sit down. Take a break."

Firstly, Saiwei is very unintentional, and secondly, he doesn't dislike Shengyi, so he takes the teacup without hesitation. Standing firmly against the edge of the table, she lowered her head and sipped hot air with her pointed mouth. And Shengyi looked up at Wuxin in surprise: "Isn't it for me? Why did you bring it back to grab it?"

Then he turned to Saiwei: "Sister, don't take his love."

Savi turned a deaf ear and asked the old mother to prepare dinner with a crow-like voice.

The horse house has a large kitchen, which is always used for the family's meals, and it is constantly on fire from morning to night. Seeing that the second young lady and the third young master were going to stay in the second concubine's courtyard, the old mother thought they were cherishing memories, but she was very happy. Saiwei and Shengyi shared a large yard evenly after entering middle school, and there were also two little girls in the yard who were in charge of chores. At this moment, the little girls joined forces with the old mother to bring the food back from the kitchen with the big food box.

Sheng Yi still remembered the hatred for a cup of tea, and looked at Wu Xin at the dinner table: "Are you still a monk? You are courting my sister again, and eating meat again!"

After saying this, the back of his neck got cold. When he was excited, he immediately turned his head and sneezed, almost choking the rice into the air pipe. Wuxin hurriedly reached out and patted his back, and said softly above him, "Don't make trouble."

Xiaojian squatted on top of Shengyi's head, and said angrily, "He's running on you!"

Wuxin smiled: "It's not a run for a joke. You play by yourself, stay away from him. Yin and yang are mutually exclusive, be careful that if you hurt him, you will also be hurt."

Then he waved his hand in a good temper: "Go, go, listen to me."

Xiaojian likes him, and always prepares to flatter him, but he never appreciates it, and rushes into the wall like a gust of anger. And Saiwei bit the tip of his chopsticks, stared straight at Wuxin, and asked vaguely, "Who are you talking to?"

Wuxin replied: "Little naughty, he's gone."

Sheng Yi put down the bowls and chopsticks, immediately hugged her shoulders and shrank into a ball, looking around with her head raised. And Saiwei's heart moved, and then he asked: "Master Wuxin, since you can see the little ghost, it can be seen that people do have souls. Our mother..."

Before she finished speaking, Wuxin shook her head: "The house is very clean, I didn't see Lingtang."

Sheng Yi pulled the chair and moved to Wu Xin's side to sit. And Saiwei said again: "There's nothing in the house, how about going to the mourning hall to have a look?"

Wuxin nodded: "Okay."

Sheng Yi opened her mouth: "But sister, when are you going to see it?"

Savi replied: "I'll go in a while! Our own mother, we can see what we want, who can control? Whoever dares to chew his tongue, I will slap him to death!"

Sheng Yi moved her tableware and chopsticks in front of her, and said to Wuxin: "My sister is not bragging. It turns out that in the girls' school volleyball team, she has a nickname called Ben Lei Shou, who can slap with a slap. Die a pug."

Savi continued to pretend not to hear. The younger brother's words and behaviors were all unpopular, and he specifically picked her old bottom to expose.

He smiled unintentionally, and it was not easy to continue the words.

The three of them had enough to eat and drink. Although Saiwei and Shengyi were in the mourning hall in the afternoon, they were exhausted and exhausted, but they were young and regained their vitality after eating and drinking. Saiwei didn't want to wear shabby clothes and took him to Shengyi's room. Shengyi is a young man who loves beauty. There are countless new clothes, but unfortunately none of them fit the unintentional size. There is only a pair of canvas work pants with suspenders. It was freshly purchased by Shengyitu. Half careless. Sevi asked him to wear it, and he wore it, although he never wore it.

He was changing clothes in the room, and Shengyi outside the room whispered: "Sister, he seems to listen to us very much. Let's keep him!"

Sai Wei deliberately asked: "Why keep him?"

Shengyi replied: "Let him accompany us and protect us! Anyway, he has nothing, we support him, what else is he dissatisfied with?"

As soon as Saiwei heard that he wanted to keep Wuxin as a dog, he was immediately angry and wanted to find a harsh word to teach him a lesson, but the word "langhozi" had not been spoken, and when the front door opened, Wuxin He walked out with a smile. The sturdy and rough working trousers had a little style on him. Under the straps of the upper body was Shengyi's old shirt. The shoulders of the shirt were a little narrow, so the buttons at the neckline were not fastened, revealing a small piece of clean white skin. .

Savi looked at him, but didn't speak, his brain turned into a crazy gramophone. First I thought "he's whiter than me", then "how can I get my dad to find him an errand", then "maybe doing business is a good idea", and finally "you must leave Beijing after you get married, or you will be laughed at by them".

By the time Shengyi placed her elbow on her rib, she had already figured out how to start a family with money. Finding a homeless husband is of course not a glorious thing, so it is inevitable to fight with the family. While she was swearing, she suddenly heard Shengyi's voice: "Sister, why are you in a daze? Can you leave?"

Sai Wei ended the fantasies in a hurry. In fact, she had no plans to marry Wuxin at all, but for some reason, she often thought about Wuxin like she was out of control.

There are many houses in the horse house, and the mourning hall is located in an empty building at the front of the house. After all, the second concubine is a concubine. Although she is a little older, she still has a pair of children to support, but the concubine has been a concubine all her life, and the two children are still foodies who have not grown up, so the funeral will not be so grand.

According to the rules, the burial takes three days, so the second concubine has already entered the coffin, but because the biological children have not seen the last side, so the coffin lid is tilted and a gap is left, waiting for Saiwei and Shengyi to come back and look at their mother. . And Mr. Yin Yang has chosen the time, and the coffin will be officially closed early tomorrow.

Sawei and Shengyi left the mourning hall and could still talk and laugh as if nothing had happened; now that they came back, their hearts were horrified, and sadness prevailed again. The Ma family was not in harmony, and it was night again, with only an old servant drowsily guarding him. Saiwei and Shengyi sent him away, and then stood in a row blankly.

Wu Xin slowly circled around the coffin, and finally stopped in front of the gap in the coffin head. Saiwei and Shengyi saw his actions and knew there must be a reason; but Wuxin rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, held the corners of the coffin with both hands, and leaned over to put his eyes in the gap.

In the coffin, of course, it was pitch black, and in the pitch black, there lay a second concubine who was dressed in bright make-up and had a ferocious face. The second concubine's eyes were not closed tightly, but the black eyeballs had already rolled up, so a line of pale white appeared between the bright red eyelids above and below.

Even a person who died violently shouldn't be so weird. Wuxin thought for a while, then straightened up and turned to the two siblings: "Have you met Lingtang?"

Sai Wei and Sheng Yi stood side by side, nodding together, and Sai Wei whispered again: "I just took a look... I didn't dare to look more."

Wuxin knew that although they were stubborn and lazy, they were still young after all. Smiling again at them, he said softly, "Don't be afraid when I'm here."

Then he lowered his eyes and slowly stretched his right hand into the gap. His palms were thin, and his arms snaked in like white snakes. With his fingertips running through the second concubine's hair, he frowned slightly and called softly, "Xiaojian!"

Xiaojian showed an eye from the gap: "You can use me again?"

Wu Xin said: "Why can't I find it?"

The eyes disappear, and his fingertips feel sensation. Moving slowly with a touch of coolness, he finally stopped his fingertips in the heart of the second concubine's head. Under the thick greasy hair, there is a little looming small tip. He whispered: "Xiaojian, nonsense, where are the nails?"

Nail clippers gripped the hard tip, he gritted his teeth and pulled out: "It's clearly a needle!"

Xiaojian is about to refute, but suddenly shrinks back: "Someone is coming!"

Wuxin suddenly withdrew his hand, bent down and picked up the small oil pot under the offering table. At the same time, a shadow flashed at the entrance of the mourning hall, and Ma Yinghao appeared without warning.

Sai Wei and Sheng Yiquan were startled, but they were not surprised. The two of them turned to the door well-trained and called out together angrily: "Big brother."

Ma Yinghao changed into a black robe, his clothes were black, his hair and eyebrows were also black. Walking in slowly with a cane, he said plainly, "Waiting for the second concubine?"

Savi nodded, as if his bones were about to fall apart: "Brother, we will become motherless children in the future."

Ma Yinghao stopped at the end of the coffin, moved his eyes to scan the environment of the mourning hall, and replied: "You and the third child are very filial. If the second concubine is alive in the sky, it should be gratified."

Then he turned his attention to Wuxin: "Master is here too?"

Wuxin answered briefly: "I'm an idler with nothing to do, so I can accompany them."

When the voice fell, he turned his back to Ma Yinghao, picked up the small oil can, and added oil to the ever-bright lamp. And Saiwei maintained a grumpy state and asked half-deadly, "Why is the eldest brother here? Mother's funeral is all up to you. You are already tired enough to panic, and you can't rest well at night?"

Ma Yinghao replied, "I'm afraid the servants will be lazy. Since you are all here, I'm relieved."

Speaking of this, he turned around and gestured to leave, but before leaving, he said, "Is there a flashlight?"

Saiwei and Shengyi looked at each other and replied, "No flashlights, but lanterns."

Ma Yinghao nodded, then looked at Wuxin: "Since Master is an idler, can you give me a ride with a lantern?"

Wuxin had been carrying the small oil can, and now he put the oil can down, he replied: "Of course."

He then lit a heavy white lantern and walked around the coffin to Ma Yinghao. Ma Yinghao no longer looked at him, and walked straight out with a cane.

Watching Wuxin's back come out of the mourning hall, Shengyi whispered in a low voice: "Look at the death of the eldest brother yin and yang!"

Saiwei said nothing, because he found that there were traces of oil on the ground where Wuxin had stood, which was clearly scribbled with lamp oil. As she approached and bent over to take a closer look, she said softly, "There is a needle in the hair."

Then she stretched out her foot and wiped the handwriting, and she repeated it to Shengyi inexplicably: "Are needles in the hair? Hair? Hair? Whose hair?"

Sheng Yi immediately looked at the gap in the coffin: "Sister, didn't he reach out and touch the mother's head just now?"

Savi knew that Shengyi was timid, so he rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand into the coffin. Before she could reach the depths, she felt a steel needle protruding half an inch on top of the second concubine's head. Gritting his teeth and pinching the end of the needle, Saiwei suddenly pulled out with all his strength, and the long needle was immediately pulled away by her.

But before she could take out the needle and see clearly, a heavy sigh suddenly came from inside the coffin. The rancid smell diffused from the gap, and she clearly felt her mother's head sinking down, which was a sign of complete relaxation.

At the same time, Wuxin has escorted Ma Yinghao through the double courtyard. Ma Yinghao walked very slowly, questioning Wuxin's origin as he walked. Slow pace, slow speech, everything is slow. Unintentionally holding the lantern, asking and answering questions, the content is still the same. Seeing that he was approaching the eldest young master's courtyard, a noisy and chaotic voice suddenly rang out in the distance. Wuxin and Ma Yinghao looked for fame together, but saw the red light in the direction of the mourning hall, it was a scene of fire!