Chapter 577: Digging a Grave

The little maid was a little at a loss, she hurriedly lowered her head, and as soon as she turned around, she was about to retreat.

Zhai Xinglian had already pounced.

Before the little maid could scream, she was clicked on the acupoint. She could neither move nor scream, she could only watch as Zhai Xinglian tore off her clothes, and then slammed her onto the bed.

The suburbs of Dachu Beijing.

Snowy night.

Two figures ghostly burrowed into the woods beside the path.

The trees in the forest were sparse, and the bare branches looked like the dry fingers of the devil. The terrain in the woods is staggered.

The two figures wandered for a long time in the desolate woods, when they suddenly stopped in front of a small mound.

The two men did not cover their faces. Through the faint light of the snowy night, you can see a dry and thin face and a pair of vicious and sharp eyes.

Zhai Xinglian. This person turned out to be Zhai Xinglian, the third boss of the Red Fragrance Pavilion in the capital of Great Chu.

Beside Zhai Xinglian was a tall man with a strong body, and his full beard was covered with a thin layer of ice.

The cold wind of the night roared through the woods.

Zhai Xinglian suddenly said in a low and hoarse voice: "Dig quickly!"

The bearded man picked up a shovel from the snow. The frozen layers of snow were dug open, revealing hard loess underneath.

Zhai Xinglian stood to the side, his fists clenched. His vicious and sharp eyes were indescribably gloomy and terrifying in the snowy night.

The bitter cold wind howled through the forest, and the bare branches danced wildly in the cold night.

The induration of the loess fluttered and jumped on the shovels, and the small mound had been bulldozed, and the decaying coffin slabs had been faintly exposed underneath the mound.

Zhai Xinglian roared on the side: "Dig quickly...... Dig ...... Hurry up and dig ......"

The shovel in his beard was picked up with a strong wind.

The decaying coffin board was smashed.

At this moment, a sigh suddenly came from the howling cold wind. The sigh was small, faint, if there was nothing, like a staccato in the air.

Zhai Xinglian trembled, and a string of goosebumps appeared on his back. He heard it, and he heard it clearly.

The beard seemed to notice something unusual, and the shovel in his hand paused abruptly.

There was confusion around him, and by the faint light of the snow, he saw a strange expression on Zhai Xinglian's gloomy face. There was surprise and fear in this strange expression, mixed with a hint of guilt and pity.

The bearded man was about to speak, when the mysterious sigh rang out again, "Alas...... Alas...... "This fluttering sigh makes people's scalps tingle when they hear it.

Zhai Xinglian looked around, dark and confused, and he saw nothing except those mound mounds of height and low and dead branches stretched out indiscriminately.

The bearded man seemed a little impatient, and said in a rough voice, "Damn it, what kind of bird sound?" As soon as he finished speaking, a chuckle came clearly from the darkness.

Zhai Xinglian's complexion changed greatly. He could hear it clearly, it was the voice of Wu Tianyang. Wu Tianyang has been dead for three years, how can he still speak? Could it be that there are really ghosts in this world?

The bearded hand holding the shovel was shaking, and he no longer had the courage to dig any further.

The muscles on Zhai Xinglian's face were beating violently, and a pair of vicious eyes like poisonous snakes were already red red. He took a deep breath, suddenly snatched the shovel from the beard's hand, and shoveled it towards the coffin lid like crazy.

The decaying and broken coffin lid was shoveled away with the loess, and the coffin boards around it were also torn apart under the vigorous action.

A corpse was revealed.

Zhai Xinglian lit up the fire fold in his hand.

A flash of light.

The fire fold fell to the ground.

Zhai Xinglian exclaimed and stepped back......

Qin Xiao.

The big boss of the Red Incense Pavilion in the capital of Dachu.

Anyone who has seen Qin Xiao will be impressed by Qin Xiao's amazement. It seems a bit too much to describe a man as amazing, but Qin Xiao is definitely an exception.

The snow has cleared the sky.

The sunlight shone on the handrail of the white jade railing, emitting a dazzling white light.

Qin Xiao's white jade-like cheeks were terrifyingly pale in the dazzling white light. His hair was a little messy, and his eyes were dazed as he looked at the snow on the distant mountains. A soft silk white robe was draped diagonally over his body, and his body was reclining in the arms of a girl in red. The girl in red held a glass of Persian wine in her little white hand.

The red wine shines with a strange brilliance in the dazzling sun.

Qin Xiao took a sip of wine and reached out to pinch the soft thigh of the girl in red.

The girl in red was eating and laughing.

In the room behind the railing, a pair of eyes peered cautiously through the crack in the door.

A young man ran up from downstairs and replied in a low voice, "Big boss, Mr. Yuan asks to see." ”

Qin Xiao's eyes were still looking at the distant mountains, and he said lightly for a long time: "Call him up!"

The blind man stood respectfully in front of Qin Xiao.

Qin Xiao touched the girl's tender little white face, and suddenly said, "Do you know how Mr. Yuan's eye is blind?"

The girl in red was a little confused, she didn't know what Qin Xiao meant by asking this sentence.

Qin Xiao suddenly stood up and casually pushed the girl aside. The girl stumbled and fell to the ground.

The blind man lowered his head and looked at the gleaming marble floor in the hallway.

Qin Xiao glanced at the blind man Yuan and sneered: "Mr. Yuan came to me, is it still for the eighty thousand taels of silver?"

The blind man smiled bitterly: "There is something more important to me than the 80,000 taels of silver." ”

Qin Xiao seemed to be interested: "What is more important than eighty thousand taels of silver?"

Yuan Blind Man suddenly said word by word: "Someone wants my life." ”

Qin Xiao sneered: "Mr. Yuan's martial arts are world-famous, who has the ability to kill you?"

The blind man smiled sadly: "Why does the big boss want to ridicule me, an old blind man?"

Qin Xiao said coldly: "You even dare to kill Wu Tianyang, how dare you go without the ability?"

Yuan Blind smiled bitterly: "I am a slave hired by the third boss, how dare I disobey what he wants me to do...... What's more, I didn't even touch Wu Tianyang's hair, but I made Wu Tianyang stab one eye blind......" Yuan Blind said, slowly lowered his head, he couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his blind eye.

Qin Xiao glanced at the green prosthetic eye of the blind man, and asked lightly, "You are doing things here with me, who dares to take your life?"

The blind man said word for word: "Dance...... Sky...... Yang ......"

Qin Xiao's pale face turned pale, "What did you say?"

Yuan Blind said: "I mean Wu Tianyang wants to kill me." ”

The muscles in the corners of Qin Xiao's eyes jumped, and he hissed, "Wu Tianyang died three years ago, how could it be difficult for him to kill you?"

Yuan's blind old man's face was full of panic: "Wu Tianyang is not dead, he ...... He has been resurrected, and now he is coming for revenge. ”

Qin Xiao clenched his fists, "What evidence do you have? Could it be that he was the one who killed Xiaoqing?"

Xiaoqing is the woman who died in bed a few days ago.

Yuan Blind nodded: "Not bad." ”

Qin Xiao licked his dry lips and hissed, "Dancing Tianyang...... Not dead, what proof do you have?"

(End of chapter)