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Chapter 119 The Murderous House Case 8

Soon, a slight 'dark breeze' blew past and the lights in the room dimmed.

The place they were now in was the ancestral hall. There were five or six rows of tablets in the middle of the room. In front of the tablets was an offering table and a straw futon.

At this time, the area in front of the altar table was shrouded in green light. A girl who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old appeared there at some unknown time, kneeling on the futon with tears streaming down her face. She was still wearing a red bridal dress. However, in her hair, there were no accessories, just messy and hanging down.

A sarcastic voice sounded, "What marrying to counterattack bad luck for Young Master. On the first day of the marriage, Young Master became even more seriously ill. This is simply a calamity star. Our Chen family is kind-hearted, otherwise it wouldn't be a simple punishment of kneeling down in the ancestral hall. It's only right to return her directly to her Yang family!"

Another voice spoke. "Then the Yang Family will never be able to hold their head high again and she won't be able to get married for the rest of her life!"

The sharp voice said, "That's why this old woman says that the Chen Family is kind-hearted. Young Madam, please pray for our Young Master with gratitude! Otherwise, you will be despised when you go back!"

Shu Hua heard this and whispered, "They are PUA, right?"

Jian Cang nodded, "Yes."

However, the seventeen-year-old bride obviously didn't understand this. Scared and sad, she knelt on the futon and cried. She murmured a prayer for Young Master Chen. It seemed that she really felt that it was her fault.

"Meng-er." A hoarse male voice suddenly appeared.

Startled, Yang Meng-er raised her head in panic. Seeing the middle-aged man who seemed to appear out of thin air, she sat down on the ground in fright, "Who are you? Why are you here? Get out of here!"

The middle-aged man looked at her with red eyes, "Meng-er, it's me, Meng Yu."

Yang Meng-er obviously thought he was talking nonsense, "How can it be, Elder Brother Yu? No, how can Meng Yu be so old? Don't think about lying to me! Leave quickly! Get out of here!"

"Huh?" Jian Cang said, "If Yang Meng-er and Meng Yu were childhood sweethearts, they should be about the same age. This man is almost forty years old?"

Xiang Chen rubbed his chin, "What's more, Yang Meng-er doesn't know him either."

The man was heard saying, "This might sound a bit bizarre, but I can only stay here for a quarter of an hour. I don't have time to explain it to you in detail. Now I have to tell you something gravely important. You must remember it."

"The Chen Family is cooperating with a rebelling-thief organization called Taiping Dao to study a plague. People infected with this plague will turn into undying poisoned people. Those poisoned people bite everyone they see and those bitten by them will slowly... What's even more frightening is that those poisoned people are mindless and undying. They are completely puppets in the hands of the Chen Family." The middle-aged man looked at Yang Meng-er with tears in his eyes, "They developed two conscious poisoned people. Despite having consciousness, being unable to control yourself makes it more painful."

Yang Meng-er, who had just married in, obviously didn't quite understand the bizarre things he mentioned and frowned tightly as if she understood and didn't.

The middle-aged Meng Yu looked at her and continued, "Actually, Young Master Chen is just having trouble having children and isn't seriously ill at all. The Chen Family bullies you like this to shame your father into never caring about you again. Then you can be at their mercy in the future."