Holy shit, what the hell was this?
This was a grievous insult to the dead!
Was this family sick in the head? One moment they respected the dead, the next they didn't. Mo Chen was going numb from it all.
Mortals had always believed the dead should be laid to rest in the earth. Even a water burial would never be conducted so carelessly.
Why was the Li Household treating a loved one's remains this way? Would sinking the coffin keep that demon cultivator from dismembering the body?
Questions sprouted in Mo Chen's mind, but he knew perfectly well that someone at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining could dig up these mortals' graves as easily as turning a hand.
Why wait for them to finish setting up the mourning hall and bury the dead?
The villagers were strange, and so was the demon. Not one of them was normal.
Ultimately, this was another family's business. Mo Chen suppressed the urge to intervene and decided to keep watching.
"Wait... let me see her one more time..."
One of the relatives suddenly threw himself onto the coffin, his voice choked with sobs and his face full of grief.
"You mustn't, big brother!"
Another relative hurried to stop him. "If we wait any longer, that... that thing will come! What if it takes us too?"
The four pallbearers froze where they stood, at a loss.
"But I... I just want one last look at her!"
"Big brother! Our family has no choice! If we don't do this, your wife won't even have an intact corpse left!"
"I don't care! Just one last look!"
"Big brother, come to your senses! Your wife is already dead!"
The man who appeared to be the younger brother pleaded desperately.
"Get the fuck away! I have no