Chapter 299: Return of the dead

When the outsiders left, the door of the basement closed suddenly.
Indoors, there is only a beating candlelight, but a large part of it is still hidden in darkness.
Tang Qi's body was curled up in the not spacious bronze cauldron, her head hanging down, as if she was just asleep.
When Chen Dongsheng stepped forward and put a necklace adorned with red stones on her neck, but Steward Chen moved the body of the Chen clan who was lying in the corner. Place them in different positions, with their faces facing down, their necks stuck in the grooves on the stone slab.
Both of them were obviously moving, but they didn't make a single sound, as if they were performing a pantomime.
As time passed by, when the minute and hour hands completely coincided, the inscription on the bronze cauldron placed in the center of the slate suddenly glowed dark red.
At the same time, a lot of blood came out of the necks of several people placed around by the housekeeper Chen, and the blood flowed slowly along the groove to the middle.
Chen Dongsheng stood indifferently in front of the bronze cauldron, lowered his head, watching the blood slowly rise in the cauldron.
He took out a thin and special piece of paper from his arms, and according to the above record, seriously threw one thing into the cauldron.
What was thrown in were five-colored mud, an ancient-looking jade pendant, a strand of hair with a red string, and even a curled up baby bone. Chen Dongsheng put dozens of things inside before finally stopping.
Those things were thrown into the bronze cauldron the same, the blood inside began to boil after being stained with those things, Tang Qi, who was soaked in blood, was covered with inscriptions exactly the same as on the bronze cauldron.
The inscriptions gradually turned from blood red to black, and the blood in the cauldron began to calm down.
At this moment, Chen Dongsheng took out another transparent stone, which seemed to have golden liquid flowing. As soon as the stone appeared, the blood in the copper cauldron boiled fiercely again, as if eagerly trying to swallow the stone.
After Chen Dongsheng threw the stone in, Tang Qi's body, who was originally in the cauldron, trembled violently.
Slowly, she opened her eyes.
As she opened her eyes, a torrential rain suddenly began in Fenglin City. The dark clouds formed almost in a moment, and the lightning pierced the sky and slashed fiercely.
Even in the basement, you can still hear the thunderous sound of God's punishment.
The whole room was shaking, and the roof creaked overwhelmingly, but Chen Dongsheng ignored it. He stared at the people in the bronze cauldron unblinkingly. He knelt before the bronze cauldron, put his hands on the edge of the cauldron, and yelled softly, "Ashu..."
The butterfly-wing-like eyelashes were trembling gently, and the focusless eyes gradually recovered their looks.
The person who suddenly woke up was surprised at the moment he saw Chen Dongsheng, "Dongsheng?"
More words seemed to be no longer needed. Chen Dongsheng just looked at him blankly, trembling slightly and stroking her cheek, his voice erratic as if from the horizon, "You finally woke up. I have been waiting for you for many years."
Waking up from Tang Qi's body, the woman who called Ashh listened to him, feeling her heart throbbing. Even if time flies, she still remembers that before her last death, she promised the man in front of her that she would find him and stay with him in the next life.
Unfortunately, she did not do it. He is left alone, wandering in this lonely world.
"You..." Ashu wanted to say more, but Chen Dongsheng raised his hand to cover her eyes.
His gentle voice rang in his ears, "Go to sleep, talk again when you wake up."
Soon, Ash closed his eyes as Chen Dongsheng hoped, and fell asleep.
Around them, dozens of shriveled corpses were laid out in all directions. They had lost their souls and blood, and now they had completely lost their lives.
But Steward Chen, who was in good health before, had a pale face, leaned against the wall, and fell to the ground.
With sweat on his face, he gasped for breath, but his eyes greedily looked at the person who was carried out of the bronze cauldron by Chen Dongsheng.
"Miss is alive." Butler Chen muttered to himself.
Chen Dongsheng placed Ash on the white jade platform behind the bronze cauldron, and after hearing the words of Steward Chen, he said coldly, "Don't call her Miss, she is no longer Chen Shu."
Steward Chen listened to Chen Dongsheng's words, reluctantly retracted his gaze, and whispered softly: "Yes, the fate between the young lady and the Chen family has long been broken, and now it is time to call her Tang Shu." As he said, he struggling from the ground. He got up, clutched his chest, kept coughing, and spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care at all, smiled and said: "But no matter how we change, the same blood is always flowing in my body and my lady."
This time, Chen Dongsheng did not refute.
Because Ash was a member of the Chen family, the blood of the Chen family was needed to resurrect her. But her soul has been reborn in the Tang family in this life. She was supposed to be the granddaughter of Steward Chen in this life. Unfortunately, successive accidents prevented her from being born safely.
The piece of paper he had previously held in his hand had fallen to the ground crumpledly. At the end of the paper, it was written-blood relatives, to fate.
Even if it is a witch party that has been passed down for thousands of years, it can bring people back to life, and the price that needs to be paid will only be more, not less.
The resurrection of a person will inevitably be accompanied by the death of countless people. This is the price of the return of the dead.
The shaking of the basement has stopped at some point, the thunder has disappeared, and everything is calm again.
Chen Dongsheng took off his clothes and put them on Ash, then leaned over and picked her up from the table, and walked towards the door.
Steward Chen is still standing against the wall, he now has no strength to move his fingers. The scene before him became blurred, he knew that his life would come to an end.
He lived a long time and was very tired. He waited for these years just to watch the young lady return to the world safely. Now, the wish has finally come true, and he should leave.
"Patriarch, please don't let the young lady know anything about me. I should have died with her in my previous life instead of lingering on to this day."
Chen Dongsheng paused when he heard the words, "Don't worry, she won't know."
"Please take good care of Miss."
"I will."
The closed door opened, and a breath of mud mixed with grass poured into the basement. The dazzling sunlight poured in and completely dispelled the darkness.
Chen Dongsheng walked into the sun, and the door behind him closed again after he left, and the darkness would be buried with the secret.
A sudden thunderstorm at noon awakened Tang Susu from his nap. After waking up, she had been standing by the window, looking at a certain place outside.
The thunder and lightning in that direction seem to be extremely dense, even if you just listen to the thunder from a distance, it feels terrifying.
Tang Susu looked in that direction, always uneasy, as if something she didn't know was happening.