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The big-headed boy was not killed by this knife, and his body disappeared quickly.

Wang Dachun frowned, his knife hit the heart, it stands to reason that even if he didn't die, half of his life would be gone.

What Wang Dachun didn't know was that the heart of a normal person grows on the left side, but the heart of the big-headed boy happens to grow on the right side. This guy was originally a freak, which indirectly saved his life.

The big-headed boy disappeared, and so did the shadow. Wang Dachun still hasn't figured out what that shadow is, whether it's a human or a ghost.

Those poisonous insects crawled towards Wang Dachun just now, they were scared off by the Gu insects in his body, the golden silkworm was originally the poison king, and now it has evolved, those poisonous insects could only bow their heads when they saw it.Not only to scare them away, but also let them attack the big-headed boy.

The big-headed boy had just appeared on the stage, but unexpectedly he lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

"Hmph, trash, the Five Poison Boy is nothing more than that." The shadow walked over and looked at the big-headed boy from a distance and said with some disdain.

The big-headed boy gave a strange laugh, "Hmph, you are not useless, if you have the guts to deal with that kid, I will wait for you here."

"Hmph." The shadow let out a cold snort and gradually went away. Obviously, he was not sure. Wang Dachun alone was already difficult to deal with, and that girl was also a difficult master. There was still a glimmer of hope for the two of them to join forces. One has little hope at all.

Wang Dachun dragged the taxi driver's body out, drove by himself, and drove all the way.

Silent all night.

That night Wang Zihan tried her best but failed to find a chance to escape. The two men and two women watched her fiercely, and then she fell asleep because she was so sleepy.

She didn't wake up until nearly noon, and when she opened her eyes, there was a burst of mourning in her ears.

"Woke up."

The two maids came over and gave Wang Zihan a sympathetic look, "Miss, we will help you clean up."

The bad premonition in Wang Zihan's heart became stronger and stronger, but she knew that resistance was useless, so she didn't say anything, she could only be a puppet. Dead makeup.

Wang Zihan looked at herself in the mirror and felt sad. After a while, Ma Zhali came over with a sad and angry face, looked at Wang Zihan expressionlessly, "Take her to the mourning hall."

"No! I don't!" Wang Zihan struggled violently.

Snapped!

Ma Zhali raised her hand and slapped Wang Zihan's face, "Bitch maid, being able to be my son's wife is a blessing from your previous life."

"You crazy old witch, why don't you go and bury your son with me? I won't agree to it even if I die!" Wang Zihan broke out completely and rushed out, but it was a pity that she was caught by those two burly men just as she rushed to the door. blocked.

Wang Zihan quickly fought with the two guards, but unfortunately she was too low in cultivation base and inexperienced, so she was quickly subdued by the two guards.

Ma Zhali gave Wang Zihan who was still struggling a cold look, "Hurry up and fix her makeup, I don't want her to see my son in such a mess."

A moment later, Wang Zihan was brought into the mourning hall. At this moment, Dechai Nazhu was already a dead person, lying quietly in a huge glass coffin. It was obviously a double coffin, and the other half was reserved for Wang Zihan to lie in. .

In the mourning hall, besides Dechai Dahan and his wife, there are also quince leaves, and there is also a blind woman whose wrinkles on her face are like the bark of a thousand years old tree.

The blind mother-in-law suddenly opened her eyes, a gleam of red light flashed in her eyes, and said hoarsely: "It will be noon soon, and the ceremony is about to begin."

Dechai Dahan nodded, "Bring the bride here."

Wang Zihan looked at the huge crystal coffin and Dechai Nazhu lying inside, and couldn't help but tremble. The crystal coffin will be his permanent destination in the future, but he doesn't know whether he will put it in it after he is killed, or pretend to be alive. Go inside, if it is alive and loaded inside...

She shudders just thinking about it!

"The ceremony begins." The sorceress closed her eyes and began to mutter non-stop. She didn't know what she was talking about, and Wang Zihan couldn't understand a word anyway.

Strange to say, after the sorceress chanted, a whirlwind suddenly blew up out of thin air in the mourning hall, Wang Zihan suddenly felt the wind blowing, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees at once.

At this moment, a strange scene happened. Dechai Nazhu, who had been lying motionless in the coffin, suddenly sat up, which shocked everyone. Why is this a fake corpse?

The sorceress rolled her eyes, "Everyone, don't panic, I'm asking the groom to get up and marry, and bring the bride over."

This sorceress also has some methods, she can actually make the dead sit up, this method is similar to the domestic morticians.

Immediately, the two big men escorted Wang Zihan to the crystal coffin.

"Let go of me! You bastards, let me go!" Wang Zihan's face turned pale, and he began to make the last struggle.

"Go, be honest!" The two burly men grabbed Wang Zihan's arms and pushed her towards the crystal coffin.

The sorceress held a small drum in her hand, and while shaking it, she walked around the crystal coffin muttering words, foaming from her mouth and rolling her eyes. At this time, Wang Zihan had already been escorted to the crystal coffin.

The sorceress rolled her eyes upwards, "Open the lid of the coffin, put the bride in, and start worshiping and getting married."

To put it bluntly, this Ming marriage is to let a woman be buried with a man. It is a very cruel and unethical habit. It also existed in the old Chinese society, but it has been abolished long ago. I did not expect it to still prevail in a country like Siam.

Immediately, two burly men came from the side and removed the crystal coffin lid.

Boom!

The crystal coffin lid was very heavy, and the two big men opened the coffin lid until their faces flushed with exhaustion. The silk satin and brocade-like flowers were spread inside, which was luxurious, but no matter how luxurious it was, no one would be willing to accompany the dead.

"Let go of me! Let me go quickly! My brother won't let you go!" Wang Zihan grabbed the edge of the coffin with both hands, struggling hard, but she didn't want to go in. She knew that once she got in, it would be over.

Ma Zhali looked at Wang Zihan and snorted coldly, "Hmph, my son is a dignified and rich young master, will you be wronged by marrying him?"

Wang Zihan gritted her teeth, "No! You old witch, pervert, if you want to go in, you go in!"

"Hmph, this is beyond your control!" Dechai Khan came over, kicked Wang Zihan into the crystal coffin, and shouted, "Coffin together!"

At this moment, Wang Dachun and Yun Zhu finally rushed to the door of the Dechai family's mansion. He quickly checked with his supernatural power, and his eyes turned red, "Looking for death! Everyone in the Dechai family deserves to die!"