Crying While Filling the Pit I Dug - Chapter 35

Song Miaomiao shook her head, dipped some water, and wrote on the table, “I don’t have any problems. Thank you, Senior Brother Fang.”

At that moment, two young disciples in white also came in, saluted respectfully, and called out, “Master.”

It turned out that Master Fang had also started accepting disciples, and these two disciples didn’t look at Song Miaomiao directly; they probably regarded her as a handyman or a restaurant waiter.

Master Fang said, “Miss Song, remember what I said, you can come to me anytime.”

Song Miaomiao didn’t bother anymore; she nodded and left. Master Fang seemed to be discussing something with his disciples, so he didn’t want to keep Song Miaomiao any longer.

Why did Master Fang appear in Mingcheng? Mingcheng did not have a branch under the Wanshan Sect or any property rights. His appearance there was definitely not an internal matter of the sect, or was he just passing through there?

In the evening, Song Miaomiao was sent to deliver food to Master Fang’s room. She walked to the door, and before she could knock on the door, she heard a few bangs inside, as if something had fallen and someone was fighting. Suddenly, the door was opened from the inside, and a sword was pressed against Song Miaomiao’s neck. Master Fang’s eyes were blood red, and he stared at Song Miaomiao coldly. 

Song Miaomiao was startled and frightened. As soon as her hand became unsteady, the plate fell to the ground with a crackle. The sound of the plate breaking caused Master Fang to withdraw his sword, “Miss Song, it turns out to be you.” 

Song Miaomiao looked through the gap between Master Fang’s body and the door frame and saw a white figure lying in a pool of blood. It was very similar to the person who she saw at noon that day.

The disciple knelt down beside the cold corpse, “Li… Junior Brother Li, it’s actually…”

Master Fang wiped the blood on the sword with a handkerchief, then threw the handkerchief away, expressionless, “Go and dispose of the corpse.”

The disciple trembled, “No… don’t you need to inform Junior Brother Li’s relatives?”

Master Fang said coldly, “No need. As a master, I have my own plans.”

Song Miaomiao wondered why, considering that most of the people who came to Wanshan Sect were from aristocratic families, didn’t they need to explain to his family. Additionally, Master Fang didn’t interrogate him despite being suspicious of him being a spy of the Demon Sect. What if he had any information about the sect?

“This disciple is going to buy a coffin for Junior Brother Li now and find a place to bury him.”

Master Fang shook his head and said, “No need. We are short on time. There is a mass grave in the east of the city. You can put him there.”

The disciple complied, and Master Fang’s eyes swept over Song Miaomiao. She couldn’t help feeling a little uncomfortable and hurriedly retreated and left.

The next morning, when Song Miaomiao got up early to work, she heard from the keeper that Master Fang and his disciples checked out early in the morning and left. In such a hurry, it seemed that he should be passing through Mingcheng. But Master Fang should be very familiar with it, or at least have been to the place once; otherwise, he would not know that there was a mass grave in the east of the city.

At noon, the restaurant was full of guests. Song Miaomiao was serving the dishes, and the customers at several tables started chatting.

“Did you hear? The mass grave in the east of the city caught fire last night.”

The mass grave in the east of the city. Wasn’t that the place Master Fang and his disciple mentioned? Did they do it?

Another person echoed, “There is a forest near my house. Fortunately, it didn’t burn down to my place. I don’t know who set it on fire.”

“Why have there been a lot of incidents in this mass grave in recent years? I heard that about three years ago, someone burned paper money and set the mass grave on fire.”

The guests at the table next to him also joined in, “It wasn’t that someone deliberately set the mass grave on fire by burning paper money. Three years ago, a group of people went to the mass grave to worship. The leader was a young man in his twenties in black. There are too many bones in the mass grave, and it is in a mess. How can it be clear who died? Every time there is a fresh corpse, even the wild dogs eat it. Since they couldn’t find their relatives, they sprinkled the mass grave with paper money. At that time, the weather was dry, and it had been sunny for several days. The paper money and hay spontaneously ignited.”

Three years ago? A group of people? A boy in his twenties?

Someone protested, “How do you know it was spontaneous ignited? Where were you?”

“I wasn’t there. My parents’ worker happened to pass by there. He saw with his own eyes that there was no one in the mass grave. The paper money was ignited by the sun.”

Someone pursed his lips and said, “It’s creepy. Tell me, could it be that the dead man wants paper money…”

“How scary.”

“Hahaha, Old Yang is afraid of ghosts!”

“Old Yang, what are you afraid of? What if the sky is bright and sunny, so what if it burns? I heard that the Ling Mansion, which has been completely destroyed, will have will-o’-the-wisps at night.”

Ling Mansion!

“Nonsense! What am I afraid of? I dare to go to the haunted Ling Mansion!”

“Ling Mansion? Is it the Ling Mansion that was massacred more than ten years ago?”

“Yes, that’s the one!”

Song Miaomiao unconsciously raised up her ears.

“The Ling family’s more than 60 members were all slaughtered, and no one collected the corpses. In the end, the family was thrown into a mass grave by the government and buried at random.”