old master

"What am I?"

Tang Wen glanced at everyone in the Yang family, and said coldly: "I am Yang Ruixue's fiancé! I don't care about your competition for the Yang family's property, but today is the funeral of the Yang family and Ruixue's farewell ceremony. I I just want to send Ruixue off quietly for the last time, and punish anyone who makes trouble!"

"you you……"

The middle-aged man's face was swollen and he couldn't even speak.

Many relatives of the Yang family were very dissatisfied with Tang Wen.

However, at this moment Tang Zheng entered the mourning hall on crutches, his momentum was calm, and when the crutches hit the ground, it seemed to hit everyone's hearts all at once.

The mourning hall fell silent again.

"Xiaowen's words are my words!"

After Tang Zheng finished speaking, he pointed to the middle-aged man and said, "Throw him out."

Immediately, several bodyguards behind him forcibly took the middle-aged man out.

But the middle-aged man didn't struggle, he didn't even dare to speak, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

The same goes for many relatives of the Yang family.

They are not afraid of Tang Wen, but they are very afraid of Tang Zheng!

After all, Tang Zheng started from scratch, created a huge foundation in Turan City, and became a paper tycoon with great prestige.

What's more, Tang Zheng has always had a reputation of being ruthless in certain circles.

Many of Tang Zheng's competitors in the early years either died or disappeared. Many people speculated that they were related to Tang Zheng, but there was no evidence.

With such a ruthless boss, who would dare to provoke such a group of relatives from the Yang family, such ignorant mob?

Therefore, when Tang Zheng spoke, everyone fell silent.

Tang Wen came to Yang Ruixue's body.

Ruixue's whole body has been stitched up, and makeup has been put on her face.

It's just that the terrified expression on his face can't be completely smoothed away. The beautiful face in the past now looks a little scary.

But in Tang Wen's eyes, she was still that gentle and generous girl, his fiancée!

The funeral ceremony lasted for two hours.

Tang Wen looked up at the walls around the mourning hall. There were many oil paintings on the white walls.

These oil paintings are very abstract.

Tang Wen didn't know how to appreciate oil paintings, but just looking at these oil paintings, and then looking at the remains in the mourning hall, he always felt a little dull.

Stare at those oil paintings carefully, crooked, seem to become a vortex one by one, trying to drag people into the oil paintings.

Tang Wen shook his head.

The oil painting returned to normal again, maybe it was all his hallucination.

After the body bids farewell, the coffin is sealed and finally buried.

The cemetery is just behind the estate.

Tang Wen watched Yang Ruixue's burial, feeling a little panicked.

While the burial ceremony was still going on, Tang Wen left the crowd and walked to the flowerbed next to the manor alone.

The flowerbeds were empty of flowers, all withered, even the green branches were withered.

"Wow woof woof".

A dog barking came from the other side of the garden.

Tang Wen looked up and found that it was a stray dog ​​that had slipped into the manor at some point.

The stray dogs were so skinny they looked like they would fall over if the wind blows.

It was barking at a stooped old man.

Tang Wen walked over. The old man was very clean, and he didn't know whose family it was.

The stray dog's eyes were green, and he didn't know if he was very hungry. He watched the old man try to rush up and bite.

"Bang".

Tang Wen kicked the stray dog ​​away.

"Are you OK?"

Tang Wen asked the old man.

"Swish".

The old man raised his head sharply.

I don't know why, but the pupils of the other party's eyes are all white, and the skin on the face is like old bark, piled together, looking very scary.

Even Tang Wen was taken aback and couldn't help taking a step back.

"Dead, dead, all dead..."

The old man murmured in a low voice, and kept repeating this sentence.

"What died? Who died?"

Tang Wen asked again.

"You are dead, you are all dead, hehehe..."

The old man's white eyes stared straight at Tang Wen, as if he could see, and his laughter was harsh, which made Tang Wen feel a little terrified.

He didn't continue to ask, but turned and left.

After the burial ceremony, the funeral is basically over.

Although there are still some procedures, Tang Wen doesn't want to stay here anymore.

He suddenly looked up at the flowerbed.

The weird old man I saw just now disappeared, and I don't know where he went.