Liu Hao shot Ou Benqing's bodyguard once, and if he was buried alive again, the suffering of death would be far more than the death of Buddhism ten or a hundred times.

Liu Hao felt upside down, there was a sense of fluttering, if the coffin was softer, it was not so hard, it was similar to sitting in a sedan chair, it should be going to the cemetery.

"Taishang Laojun, Guanyin Bodhisattva, such as the Buddha...... Please give me some strength, not too much, it is enough to smash the coffin and scream! Liu Hao knew that his time was running out, so he had no choice but to pray.

"Yang Niangzi, as soon as Wu Xiucai goes, it's not a matter for you to guard a few rooms alone. Deep in the mountains and mountains, if it is haunted, it will not scare you. A flirtatious voice rang out, and there was another wit in the voice.

"It's unreasonable! Before I died, someone came to rob my wife! Liu Hao was furious in the coffin. This wife, Liu Hao has never seen it, and he doesn't know if it is a persimmon face or a pockmarked face, but she was deeply moved by her grief, and she couldn't help but take care of her.

"Wu Liang, you conscienceless prodigal son, before Wu Lang leaves, you will ...... Whining! The immature woman's voice sounded crisply, her words were full of grief and indignation, and she loudly accused this bad person named Wu Liang. Before the words came out, I couldn't help but feel sad and wept.

"Wu Liang, you don't have to say a few words." The slightly old voice sounded, it was the third uncle, and he scolded Wu Liang.

"Third uncle, we are often haunted here......" Wu Liang was stiff-mouthed, and he justified his crookedness.

"Shut up!" The third uncle's reprimand was very harsh and contained anger.

"If you don't say it, you don't say it. Hum! Wu Liang was very dissatisfied and angry.

"Wu Liang, right? I remembered! If I didn't die, huh! Liu Hao snorted angrily in the coffin.

After Liu Hao was disabled, his girlfriend, who was talking about marriage, decided to break up with him, this was a pain in his heart, this wife who had never met, no matter what his appearance was, her grief and indignation alone was enough to make Liu Hao angry.

Wu Liang didn't speak again, and there was only a wail along the way. Yang Niangzi's voice is the most special, immature, crisp, beautiful, and sad and abnormal, listening to her cry of grief and indignation, Liu Hao has a better and better impression of her.

"It's here!" Wu Liang's voice sounded again, but there was no lack of joy, that is, he was rejoicing that Liu Hao was about to be buried.

"Hey!" The third uncle sighed and did not follow.

Liu Hao only felt a pause, the coffin stopped, and then made a sound of hitting the ground. Liu Hao's eyes darkened, he was getting closer and closer to the ghost gate, if he didn't recover some strength, he would really be buried alive.

"Farewell to friends and family!" The loud voice shouted again.

As soon as his words fell, there was a sound of farewell, like a friend's farewell.

"Big brother, you're good to go!"

"Wu Xiucai, you're leaving!"

Liu Hao heard these howls in his ears, like thunder roaring in his ears, his head was buzzing, he almost fainted, and said vigorously: "Give me strength!" Give me strength! ”

God always does not care for the hard-working, and Liu Hao did not get the strength he expected.

"Get out of the coffin!"

The loud voice was a talisman, Liu Hao's eyes turned black, and in the feeling, he threw it again, walked forward for a short while, and then sank downward, and then there was a slight collision, and there was no movement.

I'm already in the grave!

"Grave!"

As the loud voice sounded again, there was a rustling sound, as if silkworms were devouring mulberry leaves, and Liu Hao knew that this was being buried.

This is not a burial, this is a burial of a living person!

"No!"

Liu Hao let out an unwilling roar, as loud as thunder.

A group of people outside the coffin are pouring soil and trying to bury it. Especially that Wu Liang, who was the most energetic, sprinkled the soil towards the coffin fiercely, like an earth dragon, looking at his appearance, he couldn't wait to bury Liu Hao tightly immediately.

At this moment, there was an earth-shattering roar from the coffin, like a scorching thunder in their ears, which shocked everyone and made them stunned and dumbfounded.

"Deceived corpse!" Wu Liang only felt that the wind was miserable, his back was cold, and he came down with cold sweat.

"Quick, go and invite the immortals!" The third uncle's voice trembled and stammered.

Outside the coffin, the faces of the people were pale, their legs were shaking, and they wanted to escape, but their legs did not obey the call, only the pestle was there like a wooden stake.

"Ahh Yang Niangzi's immature female voice sounded, revealing infinite panic.

"Wu Lang, Wu Lang, is that you?" Yang Niangzi was bold and asked tentatively. She dragged her hands together desperately, the backs of her hands were blue, her face was pale, her eyes were round, her petite body was trembling, and she was very frightened.

"It's me! Let me out! Liu Hao's voice was obviously a little weak. That roar used up all of Liu Hao's strength.

"Wu Lang, it's really you! Wu Lang, you bear with it, this will open the coffin! Yang Niangzi was pleasantly surprised, her petite body couldn't help trembling, and she threw herself into the coffin.

"Stop, that's not a human, it's a ghost!" Wu Liang wanted to stop it, but he didn't dare to approach the coffin, so he only watched Yang Niangzi rush to the coffin, raise the hoe in his hand, and was about to open the coffin to save people.

"Slow!" The third uncle's voice was still trembling: "Whether it's a human or a ghost, you have to ask clearly." ”

"Third uncle, even if it's a ghost, you have to rescue Wu Lang. Third uncle, don't worry, Wu Lang has the best heart, he will never harm you! Yang Niangzi was also uncertain, whether it was a person or a ghost in the coffin, but she was saying good things for Liu Hao.

"What a man!" Liu Hao sighed in his heart and urged: "Let me out!" ”

The third uncle obviously said to Yang Niangzi that he was tempted, and urged: "Hurry, hurry, let Ji'er come out." Ji'er's heart is good, even if it is a ghost, it will not harm people. Have you ever seen Ji'er hurt someone? ”

Liu Hao heard it in his ears, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, burying this kind of bullshit alive would not fall on his head, and he exhaled heavily, waiting to be rescued.

A banging sound sounded, like thunder, which shook Liu Hao's ears. However, when Liu Hao heard it in his ears, it was no different from Tianyin Xianle, which was particularly beautiful and beautiful.

A small slit appeared in the coffin, and a touch of light penetrated in, Liu Hao's eyes were not adaptable, and he closed his eyes as if reflexively, and the heart he was carrying finally fell to the ground.

The coffin lid was lifted, and the sunlight shone in, Liu Hao only felt that his body was warm, like a simmering stove, and finally had a trace of warmth.

"Wu Lang!" A crisp and beautiful voice sounded, full of surprise, and a petite person pounced on it, holding a pair of white little hands on Liu Hao's cheeks.

Liu Hao felt the coolness coming from his little hand, and there was a slight tremor, revealing the master's panic.

Liu Hao took a look, it turned out to be a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with a delicate melon seed face, smooth and pink, like a crescent moon, fresh and lovely. Dressed in a burlap filial piety suit, with a white silk tied on his head, his eyes were red, his eyelashes were wet, his little nose was red from the cold, and he was looking at Liu Hao timidly.

That's too small, right? First year of junior high school, or second year of junior high school?

This is his wife? Although the time was wrong, Liu Hao still sweated a little: This is an old cow eating tender grass!

"Wu Lang! Wu Lang! Yang Niangzi was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly helped Liu Hao up.

"Don't worry, I'm fine! It's okay! Although Liu Hao's strength was running out, he couldn't help but comfort her, she was really pitiful, and Liu Hao had to comfort her.

said it was fine, but he fell on his back, if it wasn't for Yang Niangzi supporting him, he would definitely have fallen into the coffin.

"Get out! Pull it out! A middle-aged man with a face full of vicissitudes couldn't help yelling at the crowd, very surprised.

Liu Hao heard that this was the third uncle. This third uncle is a simple countryman, he should not be very old, but he is extraordinarily old, and he looks like he is forty or fifty years old.

"Third uncle!" This third uncle cried very sadly, although it was more for the glory of the Wu family, Liu Hao still had a good impression of him, and he called the third uncle very sincerely.

"Hmm!" The third uncle was very happy, and his chest straightened, as if he was giving Xiucai a special honor for the third uncle.

A group of people carried Liu Hao out of the coffin. Liu Hao took a look, so mysterious, the soil was almost to the coffin lid, if it was slow for a while, he could only enjoy the treatment of a living person.

Looking at it again, the twenty or thirty people around were very surprised and busy, but there was only one person who was not happy, but had an unwillingness, and always procrastination in doing things, this person should be Wu Liang. Liu Hao glared at Wu Liang fiercely, and then looked elsewhere.

There are a lot of funeral vessels here, and this funeral is really grand. Among these bright weapons, the most striking is a brave warrior, holding a halberd, staring angrily, like a King Kong, very terrifying.

This instrument is called Fang Xiang, and it is the most commonly used Ming device.

"Send it back, send it back!" The third uncle kept giving orders, and he was so busy that there was a smile on his old face: The big man of the Wu family line is not dead, and someone has won glory for the Wu family!

Several young people who were about the same age as Liu Hao surrounded them, and a young man shouted: "Brother Xiucai, I'll carry you!" ”

Liu Hao lacked strength, his legs were as stiff as wooden sticks, it was impossible to walk back, so he had to lie on his back, the young man picked up Liu Hao, shook twice, and weighed Liu Hao's weight: "Brother Xiucai, you are much thinner!" ”

Stride forward, trotting forward.

A group of people surrounded Liu Hao and said something nice, complimenting Liu Hao, saying how great the show is, how great it is, it is a big man, and it is the pride of Wujiazhuang.

Xiucai is just a junior high school student, what's the big deal? Liu Hao has seen countless talents, throwing a bamboo pole casually, hitting ten people, nine of them are talents.

Yang Niangzi followed Liu Hao's side, looking at Liu Hao from time to time, with a happy face. It's just a delicate face with a sickly paleness, and I don't know if it's sad or tired?

"It's home! It's home! After a while, the young people cheered.

Liu Hao took a look, and the two thatched houses in front of him were no more than four or five zhang long and wide. The walls are made of branches, big and small, I don't know how many. It's still a little crooked, not strong enough, and if the wind blows, maybe it will collapse.

"Is this home? Kennel bar! Well, the kennel is a bit big. The cowshed, the cowshed is the most suitable! Liu Hao thought about the comparison and found a very suitable reference object for this family.

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