"What did you say? Wan Lao Hu is dead?" After Yang Qi finished speaking, Zhan Yun cried out in shock.
Immediately afterward, Zhan Yun asked Yang Qi, "When did this happen?"
"The night before last," Yang Qi's expression was actually somewhat panicked.
"The night before last?" Zhan Yun's eyes narrowed. Wasn't that when Wu Mei died?
So Zhan Yun hurriedly asked, "How did he die?"
Yang Qi shook his head, "I don't know how he died."
Not know? Zhan Yun pondered deeply in his heart.
At that moment, Taoist Priest Xing Yang asked with a solemn voice, "Yang Qi, you say your brother-in-law is dead, but instead of mourning, you hide in the mountains taking a wife. What on earth is going on?"
Yang Qi's countenance was filled with terror, "Whoever wants to mourn can go mourn; I certainly won't. Whoever goes is jinxed."
Seeing Yang Qi behaving like this, both Zhan Yun and Taoist Priest Xing Yang instantly understood that something terrible must have happened.
