Chapter 157： liberation (one more)

Chapter 157 Liberation (one more)

At that time, the old lady Murong didn't know that there were more terrible things waiting for her.

Her body first began to rot, and then her soul was also corroded, and the soul was stained with black little by little, as if it was rotting like a corpse...

This kind of pain that is worse than death seems to come from the depths of the soul.

She saw with her own eyes that the "black" on her soul continued to spread, and the depths of her soul were invaded by a kind of madness. She felt that she wanted to kill and drink blood, but she couldn't suppress the killing intent little by little.

What's even more terrifying is that her mouth and her fingers began to move occasionally, especially when she smelled blood, the sense of loss of control was even stronger.

She is very afraid, afraid that one day she will completely lose her mind, that when she wakes up one day, she will slaughter all the creatures in this world.

She doesn't want to hurt anyone.

Even if her soul flies away, even if she completely perishes in this world, even if she never has the chance to see the old man under Jiuquan again...

She remembered the girl from yesterday, the girl who seemed to tear open the darkness and stood in front of her.

Her cloudy eyes regained a hint of brilliance.

Now, she can finally be freed!

Old Madam Murong's pupils quickly became dazed and dilated.

She said to the cat again with her last strength, "Thank you."

good! The cat squatting beside her patted her head with its paws and let out a "meow".

The cat tilted his head and looked at her, his white beard with ragged roots trembled, his expression was elegant, arrogant, and pitiful, as if he was saying, poor and weak human beings!

In just a few breaths, Old Madam Murong's eyes became more cloudy, and she no longer had focus and vitality.

There is only a pool of cold stagnant water.

She died, but she never closed her eyes, so she passed away with her eyes open.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly, with a pleasant smile.

The room was quiet, and a gust of overcast wind suddenly appeared, as if it had taken away something invisible.

The corpse of Mrs. Murong began to decompose at a very fast speed. The dark purple corpse spots on the body quickly spread, joined together, turned green again, and the body swelled with it...

An extremely unpleasant corpse odor quickly filled the air, becoming more and more intense, making people nauseous.

It stinks! The three-flowered cat showed a disgusting expression, uglier than dog shit!

It has always been the most clean, and can't wait to kick and run.

After jumping off the head of the bed, the cat deliberately rubbed its paws on Madam Murong's clothes and wiped off the corpse odor on its paws, then jumped out of the window and ran away.

As soon as the three-flowered cat left, the room became even quieter, and only the sound of everyone's breathing remained.

Mrs. Murong covered her nose with a handkerchief, frowned and said, "Why does it seem to stink even more?"

The others also frowned and covered their noses. When they looked around, they immediately noticed the spell that was torn to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and they couldn't help but think of the scene where they tore the talisman from the window and the wall and presented it to the cat, with a rather delicate expression on their faces.

On the one hand, they felt that the brain-dead thing just now was not done by themselves.

But on the other hand, they felt that there was nothing wrong with them playing with the kitten, and their minds swayed back and forth.

The stench of corpses in the air was getting stronger and stronger, Murong Hao frowned, took the lead in reacting, and quickly rushed to the bedside.

The sight of    made him gasp for breath, and the others rushed towards the canopy bed.

Old Madam Murong was still corrupt. Her abdomen was bulging high under the quilt, her skin turned black, her fingernails fell off, and her facial features were beyond recognition. …

That strong rotten smell hit me!

Mrs. Murong screamed hysterically from her throat, and her voice was so sharp that it almost overturned the roof.

She staggered back a step, and took another step, her face turned pale, and she was so frightened that she almost lost her soul.

The second Mrs. Murong also screamed with a pale face, turned her head hastily, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and retched repeatedly.

The three of   妯娌 hurry to hide in another corner of the inner room, all of them startled.

"Mother." Second Master Murong called out to the corpse on the bed, his voice trembling.

but-

Mrs. Murong will never answer again, nor will she make any response.

She has become so corrupted, obviously, people have gone.

People are dead!

The idea of ​​   echoed clearly in the minds of everyone present.

This is a fact like a sharp blade stabbed into their chests, and the sharp blade tugged and twisted repeatedly in their chests.

After the initial panic, Murong Hao and the others were all stunned, their faces were complicated, with a trace of daze, not knowing what to do.

Murong Hao murmured: "No, the real person clearly said yes, the mother will not die."

"Yeah, there is no auspicious time." Second Master Murong replied, looking at the pot leak next to him.

It is still half an hour before the auspicious time!

The three Murong Hao brothers panicked, and stood in front of the canopy bed looking at each other, feeling like a mountain was pressing down heavily on their hearts, and the strong stench of corpses made them even more breathless.

Fear, irritability, panic, and dazed emotions are intertwined.

The three brothers    faced the corpse of their old mother and didn't know what to do for a while.

Why did my mother die!

Mother shouldn't die!

"It's over, it's over." Second Mrs. Murong sat down on the teacher's chair by the window with one hand on the coffee table, her white lips trembling like chaff, she muttered, "After so many years of hard work, all previous efforts have been abandoned..."

"Brother, did you hear Ji Shi wrong?" Murong Third Master couldn't help questioning Murong Hao, with a bit of anger and accusation in his expression.

Er Murong raised his brows and looked at Murong Hao with the same emotion in his eyes.

Murong Hao was in a chaotic mood. For a moment, he wondered if he remembered it wrong, but then he thought of Shangqing Zhenren personally accompanying his second son to the Hou residence to welcome him.

"Of course I heard it right!" Murong Hao said angrily, furious, "Are you blaming me?"

Murong Third Master first felt guilty, and then he said with plausibility: "Yesterday, my mother was fine. Last night, my eldest brother and sister-in-law took care of my mother. Early in the morning, my mother was not well..."

His voice was getting louder and louder, and it was almost impossible to say that it was Murong Hao who caused the situation today.

The three brothers sparked, and at this moment, the door curtain leading to the outside was rudely lifted from the outside.

"Second Young Master!"

With the exclamation of the grandmother outside, Murong Yong, who was wearing a bright red groom's robe, rushed into the inner room like a gust of wind.

The oncoming stench is so strong and pungent.

Even the grandma outside the door curtain smelled this terrible smell through the gap, and almost fainted.

Murong Yong's heart was as cold as ice, and he was very convinced that it was the smell of corpse.

He saw the elders standing in front of the canopy bed at a glance, suppressing his heart-wrenching emotions, holding the last glimmer of hope, and slowly walked over.

"Ayong."

Murong Hao and others all saw Murong Yong, and the three brothers subconsciously formed a wall in front of the bed, trying to block his sight.

However, Murong Yong had a clear goal, and without hesitation, he pushed away the second master Murong, who was closest to him, and walked to the canopy bed.

The purpose of    was a rotting female corpse.

The hair fell off along with the scalp, half of the gray eyeballs fell from the sockets, and most of the lips were rotten. You can see the white bones and yellow teeth among the flesh and blood flowing with pus...

There is no single intact skin on the corpse.

Where is this a bed, it's a coffin!

Murong Yong has been in the army for many years, and he has long been accustomed to seeing corpses. He once collected corpses for his comrades, personally cut off the heads of enemy leaders, and presented them as trophies to Shangfeng. Village…

He thought that nothing could startle him, but now his face changed in a complacent manner, there was one more hole in his heart, and the cold wind was pouring in and out of those holes.

He didn't close his eyes, but stared straight at this scene without blinking, as if he wanted to engrave it deeply in his heart, his eyes dyed red little by little.

is the red of grief and the red of rage.

"What's going on?!" Murong Yong shouted fiercely, his angular facial features became more and more stern in the shadow of the bed tent, and his eyes were full of anger.

Murong Yong had just rushed back from the Gu family, wanting to see if his grandmother was alive or dead. Even from the reaction of Shang Qingzhen, he had already guessed that his grandmother was not good, but there was still a trace of hope in his heart. .

I hope my grandmother is still alive and that his family didn't commit such a heinous crime!

However, reality shattered the last hope in his heart.

The ugly and cruel truth lay before his eyes.

It is absolutely impossible for a corpse that has just died to decompose to this level in a short period of time.

How long has grandmother been dead?

One year, two years…or three years? !

Murong Yong's stern shout just now made the frightened Mrs. Murong in the corner come to her senses, and only then did she bluntly find that her second son had returned.

Mrs. Murong's originally dull eyes regained her radiance the moment she saw Murong Yong, and asked excitedly, "Where's the girl from the Gu family?"

"Come on, let's celebrate now, it's definitely still too late!" Murong Hao immediately replied, his eyes were burning, showing an almost crazy obsession.

Shangqing Daoist has extraordinary supernatural powers, and he will definitely bring the old lady back to life!

The rest of the Murong family also rekindled hope, and all looked at Murong Yong.

This situation is no different from pouring a bucket of ice water on Murong Yong's head, extinguishing the last flame in his heart, and the chill to his bones quickly spread to his limbs and bones.

There was a wry smile on Murong Yongyinglang's face, which was extremely bitter, extremely sad, and slightly sinister.

(end of this chapter)