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Madam Zhou fell straight down, but before she hit the ground, she was held up by something in the air, and she slowly got into a posture of sitting upright on the dressing table. The bronze mirror reflected her decayed face, but her right hand automatically picked up Luo Dai and carefully traced her eyebrows in front of the mirror. The pale fingers were stained with rouge, and a dimple appeared on her cheek: "Miss Zhao is getting married tomorrow..." The mouth in the mirror opened and closed, "Do you think the bride will like the mandarin duck pillow in the bride price?" The dowry box suddenly popped open, and there were ten fingers neatly stacked inside, nine of which were dry, but the latest one was still dripping with blood, and the nails were stained with impatiens juice. A cockcrow could be heard in the distance, and Mrs. Zhou's body instantly collapsed into ashes, leaving only the red rope scurrying out the window like a living snake. Qiu Wuya chased to the courtyard wall and saw the red rope being submerged into a green cloth carriage. The curtain lifted a corner, revealing half of the face of a woman wearing a pearl veil. Under the right eye, there is a cinnabar mole as bright as blood. The curtain of the blue cloth carriage flashed past, and the wheels rolled over the bluestone slabs, making a wet sound, as if they had just passed through a pool of blood. Qiu Wuya chased out of the alley and only picked up a fallen pearl. The surface of the pearl was covered with fine cracks and there was dark red blood inside. The watchman trembled and came over from the corner: "That, that's the Zhao family's carriage..." He pointed at the pearl, "Miss Zhao suddenly put on a veil half a month ago, saying she had a malignant sore." At the end of the street filled with morning mist, several boys were posting wedding announcements from door to door. Qiu Wuya took a closer look and saw a pattern of a mandarin duck pillow drawn with gold powder on the big red paper. The small characters at the bottom read: