The cry was earth-shattering, and the mournful sound came from the half-closed courtyard door, and it reached Zhuang Qingyun's ears verbatim.

Zhuang Qingyun stopped in her tracks: "Miss, go in by yourself, I won't get in the way."

Zhuang Xiaoyu and Yu Sui didn't care about Zhuang Qingyun, their minds were blank, and their ears were filled with the sound of wailing.

Zhuang Minghao even cried like a child, kneeling beside the dead body, patting his thighs, Zhuang Huaisen's eyes were red, tears poured down his face, the housekeeper wiped his tears, and ordered his servants to tear off the red silk cloth in the priest's mansion and replace it with white The silk cloth, and even the lanterns pasted with red letters were replaced with white...

Zhuang Qingyun looked at this scene coldly through the half-closed door, his eyes fell on Zhuang Huaisen for a moment, and he gritted his teeth: Zhuang Huaisen, is it good for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person?

You just snatched the position of High Priest that shouldn't belong to you. You still haven't let my father go, not even me.

If it wasn't for your acquiescence, Zhuang Mingyan wouldn't have humiliated me like this.

It's a pity, if it wasn't for the fear of accidents, Zhuang Mingyan could have lived for a while longer, but I never thought that he would die so quickly.

I can survive these pains, but it's a pity that you, an idiot, can't. This is the fate of your Zhuang family!

In the night, Zhuang Qingyun's crystal clear eyes shone like ghosts.

After seeing the mess inside, he finally left satisfied and went back to his side courtyard.

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the person whose head was covered by the white cloth, and tried to remove the white cloth with trembling fingers, but Zhuang Minghao stopped him: "Xiao Yu, don't look, don't look."

"Why?" Zhuang Xiaoyu refused: "Why can't I see you for the last time?"

As he spoke, he shook off Zhuang Minghao's hand involuntarily, pinched a corner of the white cloth, and uncovered the white cloth bit by bit.

The first thing to be exposed was half of a shattered face gnawed by sharp teeth and half of a head with its brains slit. The tragic scene was extremely terrifying.

Although Yu Sui was prepared, she almost screamed, covered her mouth in fright, and almost vomited on the spot.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was trembling all over, and with a raised hand, he simply uncovered the whole white cloth, exposing the broken body in front of everyone.

The servants' pretended mourning was overwhelmed by the scene in front of them, and they choked for a moment, and then, their knees kneeling on the ground instinctively wanted to step back.

Although they knew that the second young master had passed away, and the death condition was quite miserable, otherwise they would not have been able to cover him with a white cloth when he was carried back, but they did not expect it to be so miserable, it was simply too horrible to look at.

The bones on the two legs had been eaten away, and the bones on the fingers and toes had already been crushed, and the bones were limp and sticky.

I don't know what kind of marks are on my body, I can't tell the original color of the skin, the intestines have been ripped out, the stomach is rotten, and the private parts are covered by a rag with no color to distinguish...

The skin on his body has been peeled off, flesh and blood are mixed with dirty soil, and two sharp things made of stones are stuck in the gap between the ribs and bones...

I don't know what kind of inhuman cruelty this person had suffered before he died. In short, he was tortured enough that life was worse than death.

If he hadn't recognized the other half of Zhuang Mingyan's face that was still intact, Zhuang Xiaoyu would not have imagined that the unrecognizable corpse in front of him would be his brother.