While talking, two women, one old and one middle-aged, accompanied by several servants, entered the side hall.

The middle-aged woman was about forty years old, and she was dressed in white to further accentuate her outstanding temperament. Unfortunately, her eyes seemed to be unable to see, and she could only move freely with the help of the old woman beside her.

Soon, the middle-aged woman came to the center of the side hall, and at the reminder of the old woman, she bowed to everyone: "Thank you for coming so far, my little girl is blessed, I have no chance to see you, and I hope you will spare no effort to follow me Together, go see the little girl for the last time."

Everyone who heard the words was stunned at the same time, many of them had hesitation or inexplicable faces, but looking at the middle-aged woman who had turned around and waited outside, everyone felt a little hesitant.

Ding Chiyu looked funny, what should come will always come, what's the use of being so vigilant when he first came up, just about to get up, but found that Shang Yang on the opposite corner had already gone to the door first.

Shang Yang's actions seemed to have irritated the reckless man. He took a step ahead and grabbed Shang Yang's side. When he walked up to him, he did not forget to give Shang Yang a hard look at Shang Yang who had been ignoring him.

The woman who stopped the reckless man also stood up and followed, the rest of the people saw this, although many of them were reluctant, they still walked out of the side hall with the flow.

The middle-aged woman looked weak, but her steps were not slow. She walked through the courtyard and corridors, circled the pond and rocks, and after a cup of tea, brought the group of people to a room on the second floor of the main building.

The interior of the room is quite girly, showing a youthful feeling everywhere, but at this moment, there is an inexplicable sense of solemnity, covering everyone's senses.

On the bed on the west side of the room, a girl was lying with her eyes closed, as if she was taking a nap. If she hadn't known in advance, Ding Chiyu wouldn't have been able to tell at first glance that the girl had passed away.

There were no servants in the room, and even though the area was very large, the group of people couldn't fully enter. In addition, they had taboos, but nine out of ten stood in the corridor outside, only Shang Yang, Ding Chiyu, Reckless and The woman who stopped the reckless man walked into the house.

As soon as she entered the room, the middle-aged woman was already choked with sobs. She seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't make a sound because she was emotionally unstable. She could only try to control her emotions under the old woman's explanation, and then faced the Everyone in the corridor said: "The little girl has not passed away for a long time, please help me to move her to the board, so as not to hang her departed soul on the bed and cannot be rescued."

As soon as Ding Chiyu entered the room, he noticed the door panels on the floor in front of the bed. Although he is not good at folk customs, he still knows a thing or two about the customs of the end of life. He knows that this is a normal process, but the rest of the people seem to be afraid And scruples, no one answered the middle-aged woman's words.

"Let me do it." Shang Yang was the first to break the silence again, and just as the perplexed man was about to speak with him, Shang Yang's cold gaze swept over his face, making him freeze for a moment. For a moment, Shang Yang's gaze fell on Ding Chiyu's face: "It's enough for you to help me."

"This..." Ding Chiyu knew that Shang Yang must have a reason for doing this, but in order to show his unfamiliarity, he deliberately "hesitated" for a while, then nodded slightly, and walked over slowly: "Okay..."

The girl on the bed was about twenty-eight years old, and the matching shroud on her body undoubtedly highlighted her beautiful figure. Even though she was dead, Ding Chiyu still felt the remaining youthful vitality in her at first glance.

The girl's body was very light. Under Shang Yang's signal, the two slowly lifted the girl from the bed, and then placed it on the ground on the door panel placed by Zhou Zheng.

The middle-aged woman kept listening, and when the girl landed on the board, she couldn't control it again, and fell on the old woman's shoulder and choked up.

It was very short time for Shang Yang and Ding Chiyu to move the girl, but everyone's eyes were fixed on the two of them nervously and complicatedly, until everything ended without incident, and then the rest of them came out, either openly or secretly. He took a long breath, and a few people had secretly regretted it, maybe they should have been bolder at the time, but there was already something unspeakable mixed in their eyes when they looked at Shang Yang and Ding Chiyu.

The middle-aged woman calmed down, led the way herself, led Shang Yang and Ding Chiyu, and moved the door panel with the girl to the back hall on the first floor.

It has long been set up like a mourning hall, Shang Yang and Ding Chiyu put the girl in the correct position with the door, and then accepted the middle-aged woman's thanks.

When Shang Yang and Ding Chiyu were led aside to rest, under the guidance of the middle-aged woman, the rest began to express condolences to the girl.

Everyone received a white paper flower, because of the example of Shang Yang and Ding Chiyu, their emotions were not as tense as before.

The middle-aged woman stood by the girl's body. After everyone expressed their condolences and placed paper flowers on the girl's body, the middle-aged woman would salute and then stood up and asked, "Is my daughter beautiful?"

Careful Ding Chiyu noticed that although many people are still wary of middle-aged women's questions, they all answered normally: "Pretty."

There was only a man with black-rimmed glasses. He didn't know what happened during the condolences. When he was supposed to bow when he looked up at the girl's body, his calm face suddenly became terrified, and his face turned completely green, as if he saw something. Great stuff.

Ding Chiyu deliberately followed the man's line of sight to observe from a distance, but the girl's body was the same as before, and there was no change.

And when the man with glasses faced the middle-aged woman's question alone, his whole face was ashen-colored. Although he was struggling on the surface, his shaking shoulders and hands had already betrayed his true thoughts.

I don't know how much effort he used to restrain his trembling teeth, and tremblingly said those two words against his will: "Pretty...pretty...beautiful..."

To Ding Chiyu's surprise, facing the man with glasses, the middle-aged woman showed a warm smile: "That's right, that's good."

As soon as the condolences were over, Ding Chiyu wanted to block the man with glasses, and the one who had the same thoughts as him, apart from Shang Yang who had a good heart, was actually the woman who stopped the reckless man.

However, to the surprise of the three people, the man with glasses didn't know where the strength came from, and broke through the interception of the three people, and ran outside, throwing the three people far away.

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