Chapter 003: Save The Dead [2]

Qin Wan did not bother other people discussion. Reincarnated in somebody else’s body is absurd. Even she did not react. She only fixedly looked at Fu Ling, entering the house without scruple. After that, she hugged her hanging legs.

Fu Ling was wearing a mourning apparel, her neck was hung on a cotton rope, her body was already stiff.

As soon as Qin Wan hugged her, she did not move. She turned her head and looked at Zhao Momo, who was still at the entrance of the courtyard. "Help!"

Zhao Momo trembled, like an obedient puppet, immediately entered the house.

Taking avail at this moment, Qin Wan glanced at the room. The room was simplely arranged, the utensils were neatly arranged, the stool under Fu Ling’s foot slant backwards without any trace of struggle.

Waiting for Zhao Momo entered the house, Qin Wan said, "Slow."

Qin Wan didn’t say many words, but every word has the power to oppress. Zhao Momo is frightened out of her wits. She do what Qin Wan said. She carefully released Fu Ling together with Qin Wan.

Qin Wan immediately went to touch Fu Ling’s heart. At the same time, Zhao Momo also curiously explore Fu Ling’s breath

This explore, Zhao Momo cried and went out.

"Dead! Fu Ling is dead -"

Everyone outside the courtyard listened, as expected there was not much reaction. When Fu Ling hanged herself, it must be in the middle of the night, now the sky already bright. Can she still be alive? And Fu Ling was just a servant-girl. Then why?

Everyone's attention is concentrated on Qin Wan.

Jumped to the lake and died, already determined the death, the mourning hall is arranged, the shroud is covered, the ceremony was ended, and about to be burried. But she actually lived?

"Look, what is she doing?"

Unaware who shouted that sentence. As soon as everyone looks, only seeing Qin Wan squatting on Fu Ling’s side. She was picking up her arm. She quickly rubbed her arm. After a while, she moved to her throat, chest and lower limbs.

This scene is really too strange, everyone looked at Qin Wan with confused look.

"Is she saving people? She is already dead, and can she be saved?"

Qin Wan suddenly got up and stepped on Fu Ling’s shoulders. The next moment, she pulled up Fu Ling’s hair. After a while, she squatted and pressed Fu Ling’s heart...

Although knew she could not be saved,  but inexplicably called everyone to hold their breath. At this moment, a man’s voice suddenly rang.

"Move away, the old madam arrived, the madam arrived-"

Liu Chun’s voice is high, the people around looked as if awakening from a dream, and move away.

Only seeing small trail outside the West Backyard. The Qin Manor’s third branch old madam, Jiang Shiyi wearing black skirt and her hand holding a silver cane. She had white hair and wrinkles all over. Her manner was solemn and stern. Her eyes filled with enigmatic and gloom.

Behind her is JinZhou prefecture Qin Manor’s Mrs. Lin, Mrs. Lin’s clothing is docile. She is nearly forty years old displaying pure bearing. She stands behind Jiang Shi and her momentum is all being keep under control by Mrs. Jiang.

The two of them came with attendants crowding round, but somewhat avoiding as taboo so did not come close.

In the end, followed by seven or eight people dressed with gray robes, Buddhist monk.

"Greet the old madam, greet the madam -"

The servants salute and kneel together, and even Zhao Momo in the yard quickly kneel down.

Ms. Jiang did not move, Ms. Lin also did not say anything, only Liu Chun went to the front.

He saw Qin Wan who is inside the room at a glance,  that pair of tender eyes trembled, and then quickly went to Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Lin’s side. "Reporting the old madam, reporting the madam, the Ninth miss really revived, her servant-girl is lying in the room and already died."

Mrs. Lin's eyes flashed with horror, "Mother, this -"

Mrs. Jiang’s bleary and deep eyes flashed through disgust. “I has lived for so many years, has seen everything, She is only revived. Fortunately, the masters have not left the Qin Family. What happened in the end, the masters have their own judgement!”

Mrs. Jiang’s commanded Liu Chun, “You—”

"Cough! Cough, cough, cough!"

Mrs. Jiang’s mouth just about to speak, and a cough sounded loudly.

Mrs. Jiang has not yet reacted, but the servant at the entrance looked inside together. Everyone open their eyes wide.

The dead and stiff Fu Ling actually sat up!

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