At night, Lan Wan'er dressed in black and quietly left Hefu.

The ghostly figure walked through the night, and no one noticed it.

On a silent and uninhabited mountain, small mounds have sprung up, one of which can clearly be seen to have just emerged today.

At this moment, there were seven or eight people surrounded in front of this small mound, and all but three of them had a small shovel in their hands.

Lan Wan'er hid behind a mound of graves, holding her breath and looking at the people in front of her.

There are also two people she knows, one is Wei Yinran, the second prince she just met two days ago, and the other is Song Shanming, who has met many times.

In addition to the two of them, there was also a Taoist robe wearing a Taoist robe, holding this one that looked like a bamboo stick, and he didn't know what it was called, and the other hand put a posture of chanting scriptures on the side of his mouth, and there were words in his mouth.

Suddenly, a thought came to his mouth: "Open!" ”

At the same time, his eyes opened.

Song Shanming's eyes flashed with anticipation.

"Master, can we dig graves now?"

The master pinched a decision in his hand, pointed at the bamboo stick in his hand, and then nodded: "It's okay now, dig it." ”

Song Shanming nodded, then looked at the people who were waiting, and said, "Let's start digging." ”

At the sound of an order, everyone began to move.

Song Shanming walked in front of Wei Yinran diligently: "Second prince, you wait here, don't let them hurt you." ”

Wei Yinran's expression was heavy, his eyes were firmly fixed on the grave being dug, he didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Second prince, this is a master who is too imaginary, and he has been an uncle before, the technique is absolutely fine, you can rest assured, I guarantee that the He family will be ours in the future!" Go this way, don't get your clothes dirty. ”

Wei Yinran still didn't speak, and did take a few steps back.

Probably the power of the silver, the gravedigger moved quickly, and in a few clicks he dug it open, revealing the coffin inside.

The coffin was still in the state of being put in during the day, and Song Shanming hurriedly continued to command: "Quick, get the coffin out." ”

Then he walked up to the master and asked, "Master, are you ready?" The coffin was about to be dug up. ”

The master nodded, his eye sockets a little sunken, and he looked particularly intimidating in the silent night and the gloomy wind.

"It's ready."

The coffin was soon lifted out again.

The master walked over to the coffin and began to mutter.

For some reason, the people who had just dug up the grave always felt that this place was very eerie and terrifying, as if something not very good was about to happen here.

They discussed, and then slowly walked to Wei Yinran's side: "Great, my lord, our task has been completed, can we leave now?" ”

After all, on this big night, doing this kind of thing that damages yin morality, and I will see the corpse venerable himself later, what if I suddenly come to them when the time comes?

Thinking about it like this, the more I think about it, the more scared I become, and I have to leave immediately!

"Go, keep your mouths shut." Wei Yinran said coldly.

"Yes, yes, don't worry, my lord, we will never say it, it's the rest of the money, when will we come to the adults to get it?"

Wei Yinran took out a few silver tickets from his arms and handed them over.

The workers' eyes lit up, and in an instant there was no fear at all.

If you lose yin virtue, you will lose yin virtue, and if you lose yin virtue once, you can earn money that will make them eat and drink for the rest of their lives, and it is worth it.

Seeing that Qian was open-minded, he was even more flattering to the Golden Buddha who gave them, "Don't worry, my lord, we will never say it, according to what I said before, we will move out overnight tonight, and we will never come to this place again." ”

Wei Yinran nodded, waved his hand, and the few people left with a smile, still looking at the value of the silver tickets in their hands.

"Is it all done?" After they walked away, Wei Yinran asked.

Song Shanming nodded: "The second prince can rest assured, everything has been dealt with, they will definitely not survive tonight." ”

Lan Wan'er in the dark glanced at the corners of her mouth, looked in the direction where those people were going, and secretly wrote it down in her heart.

They are about to open the coffin, and she can't leave at this time, she can only look at the fate of these people, and I don't know if she can catch up with them.

The master circled around the coffin, and from time to time he tapped the coffin with a bamboo stick in his hand.

Finally, it was time to open the coffin.

The workers were all gone, and this task naturally fell on Song Shanming's head.

It was supposed to be a worker's before, but I didn't want the workers to see what I was doing later, so I had to let them go first.

Song Shanming swallowed his saliva and slowly moved to the coffin.

I have been giving myself courage for two days, but when it was really time to open the coffin, I still felt a little hairy in my heart.

Damn, won't this guy be ghostly and rely on him?

Phew!

No, he didn't really die, how could he be ghostly.

Thinking of this, Song Shanming felt a lot more at ease.

It's just a living person who is at his disposal, and it's not really a ghost who is afraid of anything.

Calming down, he put his hand on the coffin and was about to open it, when a voice suddenly came from the graveyard on the other side.

The three of them looked at each other, and Song Shanming was directly frightened and took two steps back.

Then he forced himself to ask, "Who?" ”

No one answered, and the graveyard had returned to calm.

Song Shanming looked at Wei Yinran, then at the place where the sound came from, and shouted boldly: "Who's there, come out!" ”

Still no one answered, Song Shanming swallowed his saliva and stretched his neck to look over there.

However, nothing could be seen but darkness.

Song Shanming was finally a little scared, and looked at Wei Yinran: "Second prince, yes, yes..."

Before we finished speaking, Wei Yinran began to speak: "Go and see what's over there." ”

"But, but." Song Shanming wanted to cry.

"Go!"

Song Shanming swallowed his saliva and could only bite the bullet.

At the same time, behind a grave not far away, Lan Wan'er tightly covered Qi Zhou's mouth.

This damn boy, she hadn't even noticed him hiding diagonally in front of her.

Just when Song Shanming was about to open the coffin, this kid seemed to want to move, but fortunately, she quickly noticed that there was someone here.

Just quickly stopped the kid's movements, but he was still discovered by the other side.

Qi Zhou's eyes widened and he looked at the woman in front of him.

He's even touched this broom star again!

What does this woman want to do, isn't she about to open the coffin when she sees it? Does she know that as soon as the coffin is opened, there is no possibility of rescuing the corpse inside!

But I don't know where this woman's strength comes from, and she has imprisoned him without the slightest ability to resist.

Sensing that the footsteps were getting closer and closer, Lan Wan'er thought about a solution.

Although Wei Yinran knew that he would not do anything to himself, it would always be a lot of trouble, and it would also bring some trouble to Wei Xuanyun.

At this moment, a group of figures came from far and near.

Song Shanming saw a group of people walking towards him, and the closer he got, the more he could see the face of the person in the front.

What a light!

"Lord Song." He Youguang looked at this scene with a sneer, his eyes sarcastic.

Then he looked at Wei Yinran: "But His Royal Highness the Second Prince?" ”

God knows, how much Wei Yinran doesn't want to admit his identity at the moment.

But under He Youguang's gaze, he still nodded slightly.

"The grass people greet the second prince." He Youguang knelt down and made a big salute, his voice sonorous and powerful.

After saluting, he stood up, looked at Wei Yinran and said, "What does the second prince mean?" What's wrong with my son's grave? ”

Wei Yinran glanced at Song Shanming intentionally or unintentionally.

Song Shanming hurriedly comprehended, walked up to He Youguang and said: "Brother He, it's not that we want to do this, it's really that the master has measured that this land is not good, and my son is afraid that his soul will not be at peace if he is buried here, so we plan to move another position hehehehe." ”

After saying that, Song Shanming himself felt that he was not credible, but in order to make his words more credible, he could only pretend to be like this.

He Youguang sneered: "Oh? Is it? Didn't the day of my son's funeral and where he be buried all chosen by this master? ”

"Well, the master occasionally makes mistakes." Song Shanming's face was full of embarrassment.

"Mistakes? It turns out that my son's life and death are only the word mistake in the mouth of Lord Song! Song Shanming, in the past few years, you have asked Ji Changfeng to find me to submit to you many times, but I have refused many times, but as a result, you are going to directly cut off my He family's back road this time? ”

Song Shanming waved his hand again and again: "This, this, you can't talk nonsense, I just want your son to be peaceful after his death, I didn't harm your son." ”

He Youguang sneered: "Really? Lord Song, you really don't know? Do you dare to swear by my son's coffin? ”

The look on Song Shanming's face changed several times in an instant, and he didn't know where to put his hand anymore: "This, Brother He, there is no need to do this, I didn't harm him, I didn't harm him, and I didn't cause your son's death." ”

In fact, it is not bad to say this, he really did not really kill He Jingyu.

"And how did my son die?"

"Isn't that the results of the investigation still unanswered?"

"Song Shanming, let me ask you again, do you dare to swear to my son's coffin, you have never harmed him, and it is not you who have become like this now." He Youguang's voice was cold, and in this gloomy atmosphere, the more he looked like a ghost asking for his life.

Song Shanming didn't dare to speak, "I" for a long time, and didn't say a word.

"Don't you dare, do you? My son's death is indeed related to you, no, I can't say death, my son is not dead, he is alive and well, for this, I really want to thank you for not really killing him. ”

After He Youguang finished his persecuted words, Song Shanming's eyes widened.

He got it?

He knew!

Then he is here now, it is not a coincidence, he is waiting for him here!

Song Shanming's back was cold.

Now that he already knows, inside the coffin, He Youguang should not let his son really lie inside.

He ran to the coffin in three steps and two steps and opened it.

There was a lot of rocks inside!