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Sting, evening.

The air was damp and breathless, and the clouds were pressing down without a hint of wind.

Outside the city of Hangzhou, Yizhuang.

A fat-headed, big-eared servant hurried in, and while raising his foot over the thigh-high threshold, he asked anxiously, "How is the man?" ”

"There's one breath left." The other emaciated servant who was standing inside replied.

"Why are you still angry?" The fat servant muttered unhappily, and looked out with his neck, "The master is coming soon, are you ready?" ”

"Rest assured, two coffins, one should be full of shrouds, and the yellow paper tube of ingots is enough." The thin servant replied, "What happened to these two girls?" Do you have to deal with it personally? ”

"You don't care about this, you just need to remember that these two people have to die today, and there is only one cause of death, accident." The fat servant admonished.

The thin servant agreed, and glanced at the dying man lying on the plank, the man was dressed in white, his hair was scattered on one side, his hair was drenched, his face was pale, and his eyes were closed. The thin servant was illiterate, and racked his brains to come up with a word to describe it: Look-like Pan'an.

It's a pity that she is such a beauty, she didn't have a good rebirth, and today the catastrophe has arrived, and she has to go to the Hades Palace to report.

"Don't blame me, when you look back at Lord Yama, please make a favor with him, and beg for a good baby in the next life." The thin servant bowed to the man quietly, and turned to go about his work.

But I don't want to, the man lying on the plank at this moment is extremely grassy and muddy in his heart.

! Back to home! If you walk on the street, you can also be hit by a falling object from a high altitude, and you will be killed. Black and white impermanence caught him and entered the palace of Hades, and the judge turned over the book of life and death, his life should not be extinguished, so he quickly found a vacancy and kicked him down.

Behold...... I didn't go to the original world, not to mention, I have the possibility of going back as soon as I get out of the Hades Palace,! Don't play like this!

Shen Miao wanted to cry without tears, but she didn't dare to move, according to this situation, there was still hope to live by pretending to be dead, and she would be extinguished in seconds when she opened her eyes.

At this moment, there was a loud footstep outside Yizhuang, and before anyone approached, the sound had arrived, and a rough male voice cried: "My son!! Crying, he put his finger between Shen Miao's nose, frowned and asked angrily, "Why haven't you lost your breath yet?" ”

"Don't worry, sir, the spring cold is steep and falls into the water, and if it is not saved in time, the gods can't save it, and this will still be angry, but it will be a return to the light." The fat servant hurriedly whispered.

The man wept bitterly and slapped the plank: "My miserable son! ”

The fat servant hurriedly cried: "Master, mourning." By the way, he stabbed the thin servant who was already stunned, and the thin servant reacted, and immediately cried: "Master, life and death have a life and wealth in the sky, but the little son's life is thin, and there is no blessing to suffer." ”

Your sister is thin! Lord Yama said that my life should not be extinguished! Shen Miao resisted the urge to compare her middle finger.

Suddenly, another voice came from outside: "Nian Lang~~ My hard-working son~~~" Yan Yu Ying shouted, tactful and sad, which made people feel numb to hear, and couldn't help but feel pity.

This is...... What the? When I heard it, I was a weak woman raised in the boudoir. Shen Miao sighed in his heart, it's over, he was counting on his mother to be a life-saving straw, no matter how bad it is, he can help, but now it seems that not only can't he help, but he also has to find a way to help his mother.

"Sisi~~~" The man held on to the wooden board where Shen Miao was lying, with a sad face, and he looked heartbroken and couldn't stand up.

Shen Miao's mother, the woman named Liu Sisi became more and more sad, and stumbled into the man's arms: "Dong Lang~~~"

"Sisi, it's all your husband's fault, failing to protect your mother and son, causing Nianlang to ...... at a young age" The man cried.

Liu Sisi was even more tearful: "Nianlang, you just left like this, and you can't bear to leave your mother alone?" ”

Shen Miao was silent, she didn't even probe my breath and believed that I was dead, is it really my mother? It's so easy to coax!

"Sisi, the matter has come to this, you don't have to be sad, and don't think about it, you have to take care." The man endured his grief and persuaded him with "good words".

Liu Sisi's reaction was naturally as deliberately induced by the man, sad and desperate: "Nianlang is gone, what hope do I have for life?" It's better to ...... Go with Nianlang~~~" As he spoke, he struggled to hit the pillar, and the man hurriedly grabbed her: "Sisi, don't!" ”

"Dong Lang, don't stop me!" Liu Sisi struggled hard.

Then I only heard a muffled sound, and the surroundings were quiet all of a sudden, and the smell of blood gradually spread, and Shen Miao only felt that her scalp was hairy all of a sudden. Wouldn't the just ......? He didn't dare to think about it.

The fat servant hurriedly went over to check, and immediately exclaimed bitterly when he probed Liu Sisi's snort: "Master, madam...... She died......"

Really!! Shen Miao's breath was suffocated.

"Silk!!" The man shouted in despair, "It's my fault, my fault, why didn't I hold her!" Oh my silk! ”

"Master, it's not your fault, Madame is grief-stricken, and no one can stop her." The fat servant wept bitterly.

The man pounded the plank: "Within one day, my wife and children will go, God this is my life." ”

"Sir, take care, you can't have an accident at this moment!!" The fat servant cried and persuaded, and turned his head to glare at the thin servant whose face was already as stunned, "What are you doing stupidly?" Let Madame lie down so undignified? Hurry up and pack up. ”

The thin servant came back to his senses, sat down on the ground with a bang, and hurriedly crawled again, hurriedly cleaning up Liu Sisi's corpse. Trembling like a sieve, a lady is gone if she says nothing in the hands of the master, let alone a servant like him, and if he doesn't do it well, it's a dead end.

The man ignored the thin servant's reaction and walked towards Shen Miao.

Shen Miao lay on the plank and tried his best to pretend to be dead, he had completely understood how scummy his father was, and he knew that his father was a strong middle-aged man, how could he not hold such a weak wife? Let her die by hitting the wall? No, it's not Ren, the pulling is deliberate, intended to increase the force when hitting the wall!

If such a scummy and scheming father finds out that he is still alive, it will be a cheap way to die by sending him down with a knife.

The fat servant stepped forward to probe Shen Miao's breath, and touched his body again: "Master, the son seems to have just lost his breath, and his pulse is still beating, do you want to deal with it?" ”

"No, just bury it like this, and nail the coffin tightly." The man snorted coldly and left, and the fat servant nodded and sent him out, leaving the thin servant alone to deal with it.

The voices of the two became farther and farther away, and Shen Miao's heart was full of alarm bells, and he had to find a way to get out, otherwise everything would be over if he was nailed into the coffin.

Suddenly, the dreary weather changed, the sky suddenly darkened, the clouds were dark, and the wind rose suddenly, blowing open the half-hidden Yizhuang Gate.

The thin servant who was moving Liu Sisi's corpse screamed in fright, and couldn't stop muttering: "There is a debtor who is wronged, and the little one is just acting according to orders, and the two of you must not look for me." ”

In the middle of the conversation, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the thin servant screamed again.

Golden opportunity! Let's take it again. Shen Miao used all his strength to move his already numb body, and the wind blew towards him very cooperatively, and the emitter was immediately blown up, looking like a terrible ghost.

The thin servant was immediately frightened.

Shen Miao hurriedly climbed down from the wooden board with his hands and feet, but as soon as he climbed, the fat servant turned back and shouted from afar: "Hurry up with your hands and feet, it's going to rain!" ”

The thin servant trembled all over, burst out of an amazing force that came out of nowhere, and threw the two corpses of Liu Sisi and Shen Miao into the coffin respectively, covered the lid, and wedged the nails.

it! Shen Miao was lying in the empty coffin for the third time, and said that his life should not be extinguished?

"Alright, it's done, let's go!" The thin servant urged in alarm.

The fat servant disdainfully: "What are you panicking about?" Isn't it just two corpses! ”

"Yes, yes," the thin servant stammered.

The fat servant, apparently not convinced, approached the coffin to check.

Shen Miao has adapted to the environment inside the coffin, and was lucky to find that the quality of this coffin is not ordinarily poor, not to mention the wooden board, there is no tight seam at the fit, and a few more kicks should be able to kick the coffin board through, thinking about Shen Miao, he took action.

The fat servant saw the pounding inside the coffin outside, and his original attitude of disbelief immediately turned, and he said with a white face: "Hurry up, hurry up! Lift into the car and go to the mass grave. ”

The two hurriedly carried the coffin onto an ox cart and rushed to the mass grave. At this time, the lightning flashed and thundered, the heavy rain was pouring, the road was muddy, the old cow pulling the cart stumbled with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the coffin behind him was still clanging, and the faces of the two were getting whiter and whiter.

Shen Miao pushed open the coffin board with a miserable white face, lying on the edge of the coffin and spitting out bile water.

Longevity! The primitive vehicle without a buffer device hurts too much, and he is covered in pain, not to mention, and he is also sick! Barely comforted was that the bumps were too bad, and the coffin board, which was originally of poor quality, was already loose and crumbling, and it could crawl out of it with a casual kick.

But he climbed out, the scene was not good at all, the mountains were full of naked and exposed white bone rotting corpses, the eyes of the black hole were facing him in different postures and different angles, and the eyeballs of a few people were still in a state of not falling off, and as soon as the rainstorm turned, the grunt fell out.

Shen Miao spat out bile again, hurry up, let's go!

Who knew that before he could turn out the coffin, the scene changed suddenly, and an arm suddenly appeared along the coffin, and then a miserable white face slowly appeared, with cloudy whites, no popularity, and half a hand bone on his head.

Really, deceitfully, deceitfully?!