Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert

After coming out of the rented house, Feng Nian went straight to Wen's house. This time, when the people at the gate of Wen's house saw her, they hurriedly welcomed her in, because Wen Wen had specifically told her that they must be very polite to her. She was greeted by the servants and taken to the back hall.

In the corridor of the back hall, servants passed by from time to time, holding things to be prepared for the funeral in their hands, busy but not chaotic.

I heard that late last night, Yu Yanhui, who had been wearing a red princess dress all the time, after she dispelled the resentment from Wen Wen's body, the clothes on her body turned into black paper ashes in an instant, but she still hasn't woken up yet. The gentle funeral was arranged by Wen Wen himself.

There were people passing by outside the back hall, but except for Feng Nian, only Wen Wen and another girl were left in the back hall. The girl was very similar to Wen Wen, she was wearing a black dress, she looked sad, but said nothing, she threw the paper money into the fire in front of her, and the flame turned the paper money into ashes.

After Wen Wen greeted Feng Nian, he took the initiative to introduce the girl to her, Master, this is the gentle sister, Wen Qing. After the introduction, Wen Wen hesitated and said, Master, please help Wen Qing. Look, she, she hasn't said a word since Wenrou left! He has two daughters, and after Wenrou left, only warmth is left.

Feng Nian walked around Wen Qing, and replied softly, Second Miss is not infected with evil spirits. The implication is that she can't help Wen Qing either.

Her words made Wen Wen sigh heavily. Warmth has seen many doctors, but he has not found any cause of the disease. He originally placed his hope on Feng Nian, but he did not expect that hope was still in vain.

After taking a look at Wen Qing, Wen Wen then turned to ask Feng Nian what he needed to pay attention to about Wen Wen's funeral.

Gentleness was born in the year of Dingyou, the month of Renzi, and the day of Guiyou. Today is an auspicious day. When the time comes, I will be able to send her on the road smoothly. She glanced at the back hall, and the coffin that placed Wenrou had already been replaced. The willow coffin has also been burned, and the temperature inside is no longer icy cold, which proves that Wen Rou is fine, and she is willing to reincarnate on the road in her heart. This made it much easier, and she no longer needed to restrain her gentle soul.

The housekeeper came to Wen Wen's side and whispered something in a low voice.

Wen Wen nodded and signaled the butler to get busy. He came to Feng Nian and said, Master, I'm going to the front to greet you. I will trouble you here.

Feng Nian nodded.

Soon, only her and the warmth of burning paper money were left in the back hall.

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The door of the Wen family was rarely opened, but today it has been opened to the outside, and guests wearing dark clothes keep entering through the door.

A low-key and luxurious black car slowly stopped in front of Wen's house.

Young master, the Wen family has arrived. A bodyguard opened the door for the people in the car. A boy got out of the car, wearing a black suit, he should be about fourteen years old. He looked up at Wen's house, and it was the same as when he used to come here, but it lacked the gentleness that promised to be a good friend for a lifetime. His surname is Wei, and his name is Wei Cong.

After Wei Cong entered through the gate, he came to the garden. In the garden, the left and right sides are full of wreaths. In the center of the main hall hangs a black and white photo. The picture is gentle.

Stopping in front of the tender posthumous photo, Wei Cong bowed deeply three times.

Wei Cong looked up, and the gentleness in the posthumous photo still had a smiling face, with ivory white skin and flaxen slightly curly hair.

Master Wei, Wen Wen stopped beside Wei Cong.

Wei Cong was the only grandson of the Wei family in Zuncheng, and was protected by the Wei family like an eyeball. Wen Wen wasn't surprised that he came to a gentle funeral today.

Wei Cong's mother and Wen Wen's mother are best friends, and Wei Cong and Wen Wen are about the same age, so they played together since they were young.

Looking at the gentle portrait, Wei Cong recalled many memories. When I was young, Wen Rou often chased after him, and did many mischievous things with him, pulling up the flowers that my grandfather carefully cultivated, and smashing the purple sand teapot that the old man treasured for a long time. The usual scenes are as clear as yesterday . It's just that he didn't expect Wen Rou to die suddenly.

Wei Cong proposed to Wen Wen that he wanted to see the gentle side and send her off for the last time.

Wen Wen made a please gesture with his hand, and led Wei Cong to the back hall where Wen Rou's coffin was.

When Wei Cong came to the back hall, he saw a person lying beside the gentle coffin. After thinking about it for a while, he guessed that the person should be the undertaker, who made the final dressing for Wen Rou.

I wanted to say thank you to this funeral director as Wenrou's good friend, and thank her for making the final dressing for Wenrou, but I never thought that as soon as I walked in, I heard a puff! A wooden nail was taken out from the forehead, and there was still thick red and black blood dripping down the wooden nail.

What are you doing, stop it. Wei Cong angrily stepped forward to stop this man's actions.

Hearing Wei Cong's voice, Feng Nian turned around and found that it was a boy who was half a head shorter than himself. He ran nervously to the side of the coffin, looking at Wen Rou who was sleeping peacefully inside the coffin.

Feng Nian didn't know the boy's origin, but he didn't seem to have heard that there was a boy in the Wen family, so he guessed that he was here to mourn the gentle man. She took out a handkerchief with a patch on it, and wrapped it carefully around the mahogany nail she took out from Gentle's forehead.

Wei Cong saw that the gentleness in the coffin was still the same as he remembered, the original ivory white skin turned pale, flaxen slightly curly hair, with a smile on his mouth. But after taking out the peach wood nail, a nail-sized hole appeared on Gentle's forehead, because the blood had stopped flowing, and there was not much blood splashed out when the nail was taken out, only some black marks remained around the hole.

Wei Cong turned to look at Feng Nian, he didn't expect someone to put a nail on Wen Rou's forehead, You're going too far, you actually—

But before Wei Cong finished speaking, his gentle father Wen Wen immediately explained, Master Wei, you misunderstood, Master Feng is helping Rou Rou.

Help? I've never heard of a mahogany nail that can be taken out after being driven into the forehead. Wei Cong didn't give Wen Wen the slightest bit of contempt.

However, Feng Nian became interested in this boy, because this boy looked about fourteen years old, similar to Wen Rou's age, but he could tell at a glance that the nails he took out were peach wood nails. It seemed that he had researched this aspect, but research It should not be deep.

Why don't you tell me why you nailed the peachwood nails? Feng Nian glanced at the boy, seeing his attire, his family was either rich or expensive, it's just that such a family shouldn't let his children get involved This knowledge is right.

Do you still need to ask? Peachwood nails are naturally used to prevent corpses and evil spirits. As soon as Wei Cong finished speaking, he looked at Wen Wen incredulously, and his gentle forehead would be nailed into peachwood nails. Could it be because Wen Rou almost got dead.

Wen Wen saw that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he nodded emphatically.