Diao Liu woke up in the dark, and there was not a trace of movement around him. As a dead man, that vigilance seemed to be innate, deeply engraved in his bones. He didn't move, he rolled his eyes, carefully remembering what had happened before.

Yes, he followed the others on a mission, a fake assassination, in order to make the young master win the trust of Li Wu. As he was about to retreat, he was stabbed in the body by something and passed out. So he should be in the hands of Li Wu Girl now? He is not dead, he has been left alive, and the other party should want to interrogate her about what news.

Thinking about all this, he began to discern his surroundings, was it night? It was so dark...... There seemed to be no one else around, he turned his neck slightly, and there was a smell of decay all around him, as if he was wading through a sewage ditch, and he twisted his body slightly, his joints making a soft noise, like a corpse that had been buried in the ground for a long time. Was he thrown into a mass grave?

But isn't it winter now? He didn't feel cold, and there was no sound of snakes and rats around him, let alone the wind. Dizzy, he subconsciously wanted to rub his eyes, his hand just raised, but he hit something with a 'bang', it seemed to be the sound of wood. There was a pain in the back of his hand, and he was startled, and tentatively reached out to touch it...... The tentacle was a board-like thing, and above him, he groped for everything he could touch with his hands, and above him was a whole plank, very heavy, and he made a few light strokes on it with his fingers, and the dust-covered wood was very smooth......

He didn't have much strength, and with great effort, he moved his feet and poked around, which was also sealed...... Was he in a wooden box? His hands groped beside him, and the planks on both sides were the same touch...... Suddenly, he touched a stick-like thing next to his body, and he used his two hands to feel what it was, the middle was slender, the edge of the stick was thick, and it was just round enough to hold in the palm of his hand, probably a little longer than his arm, he thought of something, and threw it away!

His body trembled uncontrollably. It wasn't a stick, it was a bone, a slender leg bone...... A woman's leg bones...... In the confusion, he seemed to hear the sound of fragmentary golden chimes, and he carefully touched it, and in his hand, there were two rings...... Diao Liu's cold sweat ran down his forehead and into his hair, this was a woman's coffin...... The gold and silver were burial items......

Why was he put in a woman's coffin?

He has killed many people, and he is not afraid of the dead...... But that doesn't mean that he and a skeleton are lying in a coffin without fear...... His head was still groggy, and he pinched his thighs fiercely, and the pain in his heart made him sober up a lot, but the clothes of his tentacles were extremely smooth, like the silk silk worn by women, and he was stunned, groping around on his body, short coats and robes, thick and smooth.

The rich wore long robes, while the common people wore short coats. And the style of the short coat on his upper body and the skirt robe on his lower body...... There are only two kinds of people who can wear it, one is the wedding dress, and the other is the birthday dress of the dead! He was shocked by his own thoughts, and he knew why he was in a woman's coffin...... Secret Marriage!

The gold and silver that accompanied the burial showed that the woman was of good birth and wealth, and if such a family had a daughter who died out of wedlock, in order for the daughter to not become a lonely ghost in the ground, they would choose a dead man to hold a secret marriage for her. And such a man is actually very difficult to find, because if this person is too depressed, it may affect the luck of the dead woman in the next life, so you can only wait for the opportunity and try your luck.

He quieted down, desperately suppressing the discomfort and fear in his heart, concentrating on the situation at this time. Miss Li Wu is just a woman in the back house, maybe she thought he was dead and threw him into a mass grave, and then, he was found by the relatives of the corpse, so he chose to be the ghost husband of this woman...... He could only think of this possibility, and the more he thought about it, the more credible he felt, and only this possibility would he lie in a woman's coffin like this...... The fear is gradually suppressed, and what gradually emerges in the body is the hope of living......

He was a brilliant dead man, who lived for his master, ready to expose his corpse to the wilderness and not die well. However, he was thrown into a woman's coffin. If he makes it out alive, he will be given a new lease of life. Because everybody thought he was dead. He no longer has to work for others, he no longer has to live for his master. He will be a new self, and with his ability, he believes that he can live well in this world......

Once this idea is born, it is like a fresh sprout that has finally broken through the many obstacles in the ground, and it is full of vitality and growth...... He was unwilling to give up this opportunity to see the light of day and live again, and he desperately pounded the wooden planks around the coffin, trying to pry open a gap...... But he tried all his strength, but it still didn't work, and the coffin didn't move!

He didn't know if he had been buried in the ground now, and if he did, he would have suffocated in two days at most...... He clenched his fists and used all his strength to slam the coffin wall, hoping that the relatives of the corpse would know that he was still alive and would let him out. But all the effort was in vain.

He lay there quietly, his body stiff and weak, there was no light in the coffin, no sound, and time was stretched infinitely...... He felt that it had been a long time, his spirit was about to collapse little by little, and there were many people who were not afraid of death, but no one could survive the long wait for death. Diao Liu remained motionless, as if he were dead, as if he were really a corpse......

Just as he was about to close his eyes...... Wait! There seemed to be something outside, and he rolled his eyes to concentrate all his mental ears...... There was an irregular sound, as if the footsteps of many people were approaching the coffin, and he opened his mouth to shout, and after the first hoarse sound pierced his throat, his voice began to become clear. He shouted, "Is there anyone? let me out, I'm not dead, save me!"

There was a quiet outside, and they heard it! They could hear him shouting! Diao Liu seemed to regain some strength. His hands hammered around him hard, and he continued to shout: "Help me, I'm not dead! Let me out!"

There was a noise outside, and it seemed that someone was standing next to the coffin, and the man said, "What should I do? This man doesn't seem to be dead?"

"I'm going to report to my master!"

After a while, a few more people came in outside, and a woman's voice sounded: "What did you say? When I found this person, he was obviously dead." It can't be a corpse, right?"

When Diao Liu heard this voice, he knew that she must be the person in charge, so he shouted loudly like crazy: "No, it's not a corpse, I'm not dead, let me out, save me!"

The voice outside paused, and the woman's voice remembered again, "I finally found this body for my sister, a young, strong and handsome man, my sister will be very satisfied and happy, but why is he alive again?"

A man's voice said, "Master, it's better to bury him by mistake." Anyway, this person was found in a mass grave, I'm afraid no one will look for him, the ceremonies of the underworld marriage have already been held, and he is the serious uncle of our family. ”

The woman said, "Alas, I also want to find a good man for my sister, but this person's identity is unknown, and if he is really dead, it would be fine, but this man is not dead...... I see that he is very good-looking, what if this person is a young master and a family that we know well?

"Why don't we ask, if he can say a meridian, let's let him go. If you can't say it, bury him......"

The woman didn't answer, and Diao Liu knew that she must have nodded in agreement...... Don't you say that you're going to bury him when you come to the meridian?Diao Liu's forehead oozed cold sweat again...... What should he say so that they can let him go? He must still be in Beijing, and the people outside should be from a wealthy family in Beijing. As a dead soldier of the Yang family, he naturally knows everything about the affairs of the Yang family, and he can definitely explain it clearly, but in this way, he is exposed...... But if he doesn't, he'll die here......

Don't want to die...... He didn't want to die...... Just as the thoughts were surging in his mind, the people outside knocked on the coffin a few times and asked, "Who are you? Can you hear me? If you can hear me, you can say yes." ”

Diao Liu hurriedly said: "I can hear it, I can hear it, let me go out......"

The man was silent for a moment, then asked, "Who are you?"

Diao Liuyi gritted his teeth, and when this coffin was released, he killed all the people here. Then he fled far away...... "My name is Diao Liu, I am from the Yang Mansion, and I am from the family of Yang Yongnian, the imperial historian." went out to run errands for the master and was assassinated. Please let me out!"

When the woman heard this, she exclaimed, "Oh, how can it be from Brother Yan's family, let him out!"

Diao Liu was overjoyed, but heard another person say: "Master, what if he is lying, I need to let him say something useful to prove that he is really a member of the Yang family!"

The woman hesitated, "You're right......"

Diao Liu's heart was like a mess, and he heard the man ask: "You say more things, some things that ordinary people don't know, if you can prove your identity, we should let you go! But ugly words are ahead! We have a lot of relations with the Yang family, and we are very familiar with the personnel of the Yang family. ”

Li Shuci sat on the chair for a long time, looking at the huge coffin placed in the center of the room, listening to Mu Yun and Xiang Jiu singing and harmonizing there, and stunned the dead man in the coffin who was stabbed in the body by the old paste. Helian Tao sat on the side and almost had the urge to reach out and catch his eyeballs, this is okay? What else can't this Nizi do? However, what he didn't expect was that this dead man was actually related to Yang Yan......