6: Chapter 6 A Shocking Turn of Events at the Funeral Hall! Su Qingcheng: Second Uncle, I'm so cold!

"Have a guilty conscience?"

As soon as Su Yang spoke those four words,

the entire funeral hall instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone looked at Su Yang as if they were looking at a fool.

Who was this guy?

Wearing a security uniform, standing in the funeral hall of the Su Family's eldest Young Miss with a nonchalant attitude, and even daring to publicly provoke Second Master Su?

Wasn't this like the God of Longevity hanging himself—tired of living?

Su Jianguo's face instantly darkened, looking gloomy enough to drip water.

His sinister eyes stared fixedly at Su Yang, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly with anger.

At this point, even if Su Yang was someone invited by Liu Banxian, he decided he would no longer endure it.

"Where did this stray dog come from, daring to bark wildly in my Su Family!"

"Someone, come! Break this madman's limbs and throw him out to feed the dogs!"

Following Su Jianguo's command, the dozen or so bodyguards in black who had been standing around the funeral hall moved instantly.

Every one of them was strong and sturdy, overflowing with Killing Intent as they closed in on Su Yang.

The surrounding guests retreated in fear, afraid of getting blood splattered on them.

"Tsk tsk, flew into a rage out of humiliation?"

Su Yang stood his ground, not showing a hint of panic. Instead, he pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag.

"Second Master Su, I came here with good intentions to tell you that Miss Su can still be saved. Not only are you not grateful, but you want to break my limbs?"

"Is this how your Su Family treats guests?"

"Save her? She's been dead for two days. How are you going to save her? With your mouth!"

Su Jianguo laughed out of extreme anger, his eyes revealing a naked intent to kill. "Go! Beat him to death! I'll take responsibility for whatever happens!"

"Yes!"

The dozen bodyguards roared in unison, brandishing rubber batons and pouncing on Su Yang like a pack of wolves.

"Sigh, why force me to use my hands? I'm a refined person."

Su Yang sighed helplessly, and then his gaze suddenly turned cold.

"Scram!"

A simple word, yet it was like a sudden clap of thunder exploding in everyone's ears.

The next second.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of muffled thuds rang out.

The crowd only felt a blur before their eyes; they couldn't even see how Su Yang had made his move.

They saw those dozen burly men who had rushed forward flying backward like kites with broken strings!

Rumble—

Some smashed into the wreaths, some knocked over tables and chairs, and some even flew right out of the funeral hall, hanging onto the tree branches outside.

Wails and groans filled the air.

In the blink of an eye, the bodyguard team that had been so aggressive just moments ago was completely wiped out!

"How... how is this possible?!"

The entire hall was in an uproar.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at the young man standing in the center in disbelief.

Is this guy some kind of Special Forces King?!

Su Jianguo's pupils also shrank sharply. He instinctively took two steps back, an ominous premonition rising in his heart.

This kid is a bit sinister!

Could it be that Great Master Liu conspired with him to set a trap?

"Who... who exactly are you?!"

Su Jianguo roared with false bravado, "Do you know the consequences of acting wild in my Su Family?!"

"Who am I?"

Su Yang exhaled a smoke ring.

"I am Miss Su's personal bodyguard and part-time psychological Counselor."

"Last night, Miss Su and I had a heart-to-heart talk in the mortuary, communicating deeply for the entire night."

"She said... she died such a miserable death."

"She said... she was murdered."

"She also said... she misses her Second Uncle and wants him to go down and keep her company!"

With every sentence Su Yang spoke, he took a step forward.

His powerful Aura forced Su Jianguo to retreat repeatedly, his face growing paler and paler.

"You... you're talking nonsense! Qingcheng died of a sudden heart attack! The forensic report is already out! Stop playing tricks here!"

Cold sweat poured down Su Jianguo's forehead. Although he was being stubborn, he was already starting to panic.

Does this kid really know something?

Impossible!

Only Liu Banxian knew about last night's events, and Liu Banxian...

Su Jianguo abruptly turned to look at Liu Banxian, only to find the Old Daoist Priest looking at his nose and heart, acting as if he hadn't heard anything, even shrinking back a bit.

"Playing tricks?"

Su Yang walked to the crystal coffin and patted the lid, making a crisp sound.

"Second Master Su, since you don't believe it, why don't we... let Miss Su come out and tell you herself?"

"What?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall was shocked.

Let a dead person come out and speak for themselves?

What kind of international joke was this!

"Hahaha! This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!"

Su Jianguo laughed loudly, pointing at Su Yang as if he had heard the biggest joke ever. "Kid, I think you've got water in your brain. A reanimated corpse? Or a ghost possession? What era is this? You're still pulling this feudal superstition nonsense?"

"You don't believe it?"

Su Yang smiled slightly, reached for the ancient jade pendant around his neck, and gently rubbed it.

"Qingcheng, your Second Uncle doesn't believe you'll reanimate."

"Come out and perform a special trick for our Second Master Su."

As soon as he finished speaking,

Whoosh—

Inside the funeral hall, where the sun had been shining brightly, a sudden gust of yin wind blew.

The temperature plummeted!

The chandeliers overhead began to flicker, making a sizzling electrical sound.

The wreaths placed on both sides of the hall actually moved without any wind, making a series of scalp-numbing friction sounds.

"What... what's going on?!"

"It's so cold! Why did it suddenly get so cold?!"

The guests began to stir, each hugging their arms and looking around in terror.

Right then,

the crystal coffin placed in the center suddenly began to tremble violently!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It was as if someone inside was striking the coffin lid with great force!

"Ah!!! The corpse is reanimating!!!"

Someone shouted, and the more timid guests scrambled under the tables in fear.

Su Jianguo's legs also went weak, nearly causing him to kneel on the ground.

He stared fixedly at the crystal coffin, his eyes full of terror.

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Hadn't the Soul-Locking Nails already been driven in? How could she still reanimate?!

Boom!!!

A loud explosion rang out.

The heavy crystal coffin lid was directly sent flying by a massive force, crashing heavily onto the ground and shattering into pieces.

Immediately after,

a thick red mist poured out of the coffin, instantly filling the entire funeral hall.

In the red mist, a graceful figure slowly rose.

Red clothes like fire, black hair like a waterfall.

Su Qingcheng hovered in mid-air, her well-fitted red qipao perfectly outlining her devilish figure.

Her long, straight legs were faintly visible beneath the hem, glowing with a pale yet alluring luster.

Her head was lowered, her face obscured, with only a pair of small feet in red embroidered shoes swaying slightly in the air.

Beautiful!

It was a suffocating beauty!

And a fatal horror!

"Second Uncle..."

A resentful, shrill voice echoed in Su Jianguo's ears.

Su Qingcheng slowly raised her head.

On that exquisite face, two lines of bloody tears slid down from the corners of her eyes, dripping onto the bright red qipao—a shocking sight.

"Second Uncle... I'm so cold..."

"Why... did you kill me?!"

With the last sentence, Su Qingcheng's voice suddenly rose to a shrill shriek!

Boom!

A towering resentment erupted like a tsunami, causing the tables and chairs in the funeral hall to instantly shatter!

"Ghost! A ghost!!!"

"Miss Su has become a vengeful ghost seeking her life back!!!"

The guests completely broke down, screaming as they fled in all directions, wishing they had been born with more legs.

And Su Jianguo, at the center of the storm, bore the brunt of it.

He was directly knocked to the ground by that terrifying resentment, rolling several times before stopping, his expensive suit covered in dust and in a wretched state.

"You... don't come over here! Don't come over!"

Su Jianguo sat paralyzed on the ground, crawling backward with both hands and feet. His crotch was already soaked, emitting a foul smell.

"Qingcheng! I'm your Second Uncle! I didn't kill you! It wasn't me!"

"It was... a heart attack! It was an accident!"

"An accident?"

Su Qingcheng drifted in front of Su Jianguo, looking down at the uncle she once respected, her eyes filled with disappointment and hatred.

"Then why did you find someone to drive Soul-Locking Nails into my body? Why did you want to prevent me from ever being reincarnated?!"

"Second Uncle, your heart... how could it be so malicious!"

Su Qingcheng extended her hand with sharp black nails, slowly reaching for Su Jianguo's throat.

"Since you wanted my life, then now... give your life to me!"

"No!!! Help! Master, save me!"

Seeing the sharp claws about to pierce his throat, Su Jianguo roared in despair, looking toward Liu Banxian who was hiding to the side.

"Great Master Liu! Quickly, subdue her! I'll give you ten million! No! A hundred million!!"

However,

Liu Banxian was huddled behind a pillar, holding his head, not daring to make a sound, and even secretly gave Su Yang a thumbs up.

Su Jianguo was completely desperate.

Just then,

the fear in his eyes suddenly vanished, replaced by a pair of eerie vertical pupils!

A cold, fishy Aura suddenly erupted from within his body.

"Want to kill me? It won't be that easy!"

"All of you, go to hell!"

Hiss—!

Su Jianguo's mouth suddenly opened to an incredible angle.

A bright red, forked tongue shot out like an arrow, piercing toward Su Qingcheng's face!

Demonic Qi!

Demonic Qi thick to the extreme!

This Su Jianguo wasn't human at all; he was possessed by a snake demon!

A sudden change!

Su Qingcheng hadn't expected Su Jianguo to have such a trick. The distance was too close, and she couldn't dodge in time.

Seeing the poisonous tongue about to strike her ghostly body,

a golden light streaked across the air!

Slap!

A large hand firmly caught that foul-smelling tongue.

"Tsk tsk, such a long tongue. It's a waste not to use it to make a living."

Su Yang appeared between the two of them at some unknown point, holding Su Jianguo's tongue and speaking with a look of disgust.

"But, playing with snakes in front of me?"

"Have you asked the lightning in my hand?"

Zizizi—

Before his voice had even faded,

violent lightning power instantly poured into Su Jianguo's body through that tongue!