Chapter 347 - 347 The Name of the Female Corpse
If the female corpse had not taken revenge on Wen Le, how could he have returned to resolve these matters? If Wen Le had not returned, no one would come to such a place easily. Wouldn’t that mean that the female corpse would be left on the ground like a pile of trash forever?
It was already very good that she could forgive Wen Le now, so it was not too much to make two requests.
Su Meng didn’t think of herself as a good person. In her mind, it was normal to repay kindness with kindness and take revenge with hatred.
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After a period of internal struggle, Wen Le chose the first method. “Master, I think I’ll just stay at home and worship her, as long as she doesn’t keep pestering me in the future. At most, I’ll specially prepare a room for her and place her memorial tablet in the entire room. Or, I can give her my current house and move elsewhere.”
On the other hand, Wen Le’s idea was good. He would use the current house to worship the female corpse and move to another place. In that case, his problem would be solved and he would not have to see the memorial tablet every day.
However, Su Meng rejected the idea as soon as he had it.
“This thing has to stay by your side. If you move it away by yourself as you said, what’s the point of setting up a tablet for her? Just accept your fate, child. This is all your own fault.”
“There’s one more thing. I’ve observed your fate and found that you’re more fated with this female corpse. Perhaps, to a certain extent, you can release her from her purgatory.”
Su Meng said it in a relaxed manner but Wen Le was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat.
Why was this matter getting more and more bizarre the more he heard about it? In the end, she even said that he was fated to be with the female corpse.
Wen Le shuddered. This was too terrifying. He did not want this fate.
“This is for you. Do you see the wooden board on the ground over there? Give me one.” Su Meng handed a yellow talisman to Wei Ting and pointed to the innermost corner of the tomb.
“Alright,” he said. Wei Ting took the talisman. Without saying anything, he got up and went over to take the wooden board according to Su Meng’s instructions.
Su Meng passed the wooden board to Wen Le and said, “Take this piece of wood back and make it into a memorial tablet. As for the name, look at the top of her coffin.”
Wen Le looked at the blood-red coffin. The scene from his hallucination earlier was still replaying in his mind. His heart trembled and he did not dare to go over, afraid that the coffin would suddenly open and he would see the woman with the two bloody holes on her head. But so what if he was scared? He didn’t dare to disobey Su Meng.
After praying silently in his heart, Wen Le slowly moved to the side of the coffin and began to search for the female corpse’s name.
Su Meng was right. He looked around and finally saw the name of the female corpse at the corner of the coffin lid. Her name was Zheng Ling, and she was only 17 years old when she died.
“Did you see her name?” Su Meng asked.
“Yes, I saw her name. She was so young when she died. How pitiful.” Wen Le sighed with emotion.
However, Wen Le was still afraid of her despite her pitiful state.
“Take the wooden board. You can go out and do the memorial tablet on your own. Since everything is fine now, we can go out.” Su Meng got up slowly, trying not to let her clothes touch her wound.
Seeing Su Meng’s actions, Wei Ting quickly walked over and handed the bag to Su Meng. Without even asking for Su Meng’s opinion, he directly carried her by the waist and walked out of the tomb.
“Hey, President Wei, Master, wait for me!” Wen Le was still standing beside the coffin and examining it carefully. He turned around and saw Wei Ting carrying Su Meng out. He quickly grabbed his things and chased after them.
Su Meng struggled when she was lifted up but Wei Ting stopped her. He threatened her with her wound. For her own safety, Su Meng finally chose to compromise. it was rare for Wei Ting to be so kind.
“Be careful when you go out. Don’t step on those centipedes,” Su Meng reminded them.
“Alright, don’t worry,” Wen Le agreed readily.
He didn’t have a flashlight, so he could only chase after Su Meng under the dim light of the night-luminescent pearl.
He was afraid that he would be left behind, so he ran as fast as he could, not even caring about the pain in his chest. Wen Le swore as he ran that he would never return to such a strange and terrifying place ever again.