"Ah..."
Suddenly, a scream jolted Yuan Chun awake from her drowsy haze.
As soon as she scanned with her spiritual power, she started to laugh.
Ma Xiaolan and Zhong Daming returned with the rations, and as Ma Xiaolan opened the door to her room, she saw it was covered in funeral money, white flowers, and blood skulls on the walls.
The look of bleeding from every orifice was just like when her brother-in-law died.
Her brother-in-law had been beaten to death, bleeding from every orifice.
Ma Xiaolan's face turned pale, and she collapsed to the ground, screaming.
Zhong Daming, who was unloading grain in the yard, heard the noise and quickly ran inside. When he saw the scene, his face also turned pale, and his legs went weak.
