"You can't leave, there's still a living person inside!"
Little Yi Hao cried out anxiously, stunning everyone present!
What, a living person in this coffin? How could that be? Baili Su was a sickly child, and from a young age, renowned physicians had predicted he wouldn't live past his twentieth birthday, advising his family to prepare. Thus, this rosewood coffin had been made long ago. Unexpectedly, Young Master Baili passed away on his wedding day, and the funeral arrangements were hastily made.
Now, a mere child suddenly appeared, claiming the person inside wasn't dead. Wasn't that a joke?
"Don't spout nonsense! My Baili family is in deep mourning today, and you, a child, are speaking recklessly and disrespecting the deceased. Where are your elders?"
It was the man in the white mourning attire again. He strode forward, grabbed Little Yi Hao by the collar, and his face was fierce.
"I'm not disrespecting the deceased, he's not dead at all! If you don't open the coffin soon, he'll suffocate!"
Little Yi Hao flung him away, retreated a few steps, and moved closer to the coffin, pressing his ear against it. He listened carefully and felt even more certain that the person inside was alive. He even heard faint breathing. How could that be a dead person?
The surrounding passersby were already discussing it animatedly.
"I say, young sir, you should leave quickly! White ceremonies cannot be disrupted!"
An elder in the crowd observed the child's expensive attire and grooming, guessing he was another rich young master, ignorant of the world, not understanding what a dead person was, or perhaps having some mental issues, and his family hadn't kept a close watch, allowing him to run out.
The Baili family was immensely wealthy and not to be trifled with. He spoke at this moment, wanting to help Little Yi Hao.
Unexpectedly, Little Yi Hao was not afraid at all. Instead, he became even more convinced that the person in the coffin was not dead, but alive!
"Guards, seize this brat! I want to see who dares to speak such nonsense at my brother's funeral!"
The man in the white mourning attire spoke again. Gu Qianying happened to overhear this, and her heart began to consider the situation. So, this person was Baili Su's younger brother, a renowned young master of the Western Regions, skilled in martial arts, but seemingly possessing chivalrous courage without much sense.
But they couldn't treat Little Yi Hao like this!
Gu Qianying and the others strode forward, pulling Little Yi Hao back.
Duan Xifeng drew his sword and pointed it at the household servants who were about to rush forward and grab Little Yi Hao, his expression indifferent.
"Are you this child's family? Your child is claiming my brother is not dead, and is about to delay my brother's auspicious burial time. Can you afford to compensate us?"
In Baili Jingxuan's eyes, his brother was the best person. People often said that choosing a good auspicious time for burial meant reincarnation into a good family. He hoped his brother would find a good family and have a healthy body, but he never expected to be delayed by a little brat.
"We haven't truly clarified the truth of the matter. He's just a child, there's no need for such a grand display, is there?"
Ouyang Qinglin spoke. Little Yi Hao's actions were indeed inappropriate, but the Baili family's second young master was too reactive. Even the usually good-tempered Ouyang Qinglin was somewhat displeased.
Moreover, although Little Yi Hao was usually mischievous, he was an obedient and sensible child when it came to matters of right and wrong, and wouldn't be so impulsive. He must have sensed something!
"Mother, do you believe me?"
Little Yi Hao hugged Gu Qianying and asked, looking up.
Gu Qianying looked down at his clear eyes, filled with sincerity and openness. Children don't lie, and perhaps there was indeed something unusual here.
She nodded and said softly, "Mother believes you!"
Then, she regained her usual indifference, turned to the man in the white mourning attire, and said coldly, "My child has always been obedient and sensible, but he has possessed extraordinary talent since childhood, able to sense things that ordinary people cannot. Perhaps your brother, your Baili family's young master, is truly alive. Why not open the coffin and investigate!"
"You insolent woman!"
As soon as Gu Qianying finished speaking, Baili Jingxuan couldn't help but curse loudly!
One child wasn't enough, this whole family had gone mad. To open a coffin and verify a corpse in the street for a perfectly dead person, instead of letting them rest in peace, wasn't this deliberately humiliating the Baili family?
"This woman is crazy, this whole family are lunatics! We're going to report them to the authorities!"
Several collateral branches of the Baili family, following behind the funeral procession, were now indignant and complained about the injustice, vowing to escort these outsiders to report them to the authorities. Let alone these noble families, even ordinary households would not casually open a coffin for examination!
Lu Zhu felt something was amiss and cautiously approached Gu Qianying, saying, "Could it be that Little Yi Hao is mistaken?"
Gu Qianying shook her head firmly. She believed Little Yi Hao, and this coffin was definitely not right!
Seeing her so resolute, Lu Zhu didn't say anything further, but followed the two of them to block the coffin, preventing them from proceeding!
For a moment, the marketplace froze. The two groups confronted each other, neither willing to back down. The onlookers on the street also came to join the excitement.
In the end, the leader, holding the spirit tablet, walked tremblingly to Gu Qianying, tears streaming down his face, and said with a sob, "Miss, this old man has been wealthy his entire life and has never done anything wicked. Today is the day my eldest son is to be buried. This old man is sending his son to the grave before himself. He truly cannot endure this torment. Could you and the young master beside you please let us pass?"
The old man's words were sincere, completely portraying a heartbroken father.
Lu Zhu turned her head away, unable to bear watching. Gu Qianying's heart wavered, but she still couldn't give up. If the person in the coffin was truly alive, to be buried like this without reason would not be a good thing!
"Father, stop wasting your breath on them!"
Baili Jingxuan didn't want to waste any more words with them. He drew the sword from a nearby attendant and prepared to fight.
Ouyang Qinglin reacted the fastest, stepping forward to engage him. The two exchanged blows, and in a flash, ten moves had passed.
Meanwhile, the few people frozen in place didn't notice Little Yi Hao sneaking away.
Being small, he was overlooked by everyone, which gave him an opportunity to get to the coffin.
He tried to push the coffin lid with all his might, but this rosewood coffin was very heavy, and it was not something a small child could move!
After several unsuccessful attempts, he stood on the coffin and shouted, "Uncle Xifeng, help me!"
Hearing this, Duan Xifeng immediately flew over and helped him push open the coffin lid.
The leader, Old Master Baili, noticed this and slapped his thigh, wailing, "A sin! A sin!"
Indeed, this rosewood was no ordinary material. Even Duan Xifeng had to exert some effort to push it open!
Within a few breaths, the coffin was opened. Baili Jingxuan and Ouyang Qinglin, who were fighting, immediately snapped back to attention and returned to the vicinity of the coffin.
Baili Jingxuan was already enraged. His brother was suffering from illness while alive, and after death, he was to have his coffin opened in the street by outsiders! This was truly going too far!