"Coffin, for you." After Ye Siming said this, she looked at me deeply, and then turned around and left, the dozen or so old ancestors who seemed to be guards, no, the corpse followed closely behind her.

"Get out!"

Ye Siming's voice was like breaking ice and cutting snow, and it exploded in this crowd of people, just a lot of people were nagging there, and when they saw the man who was stepping on the coffin and the ancestor guard, he shouted this sentence, and immediately shut up, but after a sentence, the corpse that followed Ye Siming stood still.

Later, some of the people in the crowd fell to the ground, some began to shiver and sneeze, and some even began to gasp for air.

Hands and feet, that's live!

I noticed that these were all the same people who had gone with us before, and they were dragged to the graveyard in the cemetery.

Now that he was sent back by Ye Siming, not to mention, he was actually alive! My mood suddenly became complicated.

To be honest, I'm quite easy to be moved, especially in terms of feelings, looking at the back of Ye Siming leaving alone with a large number of deceased people in the village, I actually felt a little sour in my heart, forgetting how ruthless and ruthless he was just now.

I actually didn't hate him for killing Wang Qianqian, it's just that the little thing was watching his mother being killed, and rushed over to hug Ye Siming.

And when the little guy was slapped by Ye Siming's soul, his eyes were watery like copper bells.

It's innocent, so innocent that it makes people feel distressed.

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The little one is innocent, and she has done nothing wrong, just because she is connected to it, she becomes a victim.

I watched his back at the forefront, followed by the dead men in shrouds heading towards the cemetery.

This is a man who sometimes moves me and sometimes chills my heart.

"Xiuxiu, where's your aunt?" Uncle Zhou asked me a little confused.

I came back to my senses and shouted at the man I was talking to, with some joy.

"Uncle Zhou, you're fine."

Old Uncle Zhou, whose head was covered in mud, wiped his face and said, "It's like a dream, by the way, what about the widow Wang, why did we come back here?" ”

Uncle Zhou shouldn't remember everything that happened in the cemetery, his memory break point existed in the place where Widow Wang's graveyard was made, I feel embarrassed to say, although our original intention was for Wang Qianqian at the beginning, but who knew that Wang Qianqian was actually a pregnant woman, and after she died, she could still give birth to a life.

I stammered and said that the widow seemed to be stimulated by something, and I didn't know where to go, Uncle Zhou slapped his thigh, scolded his mother, and then asked me why I brought this coffin to the house.

This sentence also asked me to be blinded, what does it mean that Siming said that the coffin was sent to me this night, she killed Wang Qianqian and the little ghost, why did she send me a coffin?

Seeing that I couldn't say it, Uncle Zhou knew that it was his illegitimate daughter lying in the coffin, so when he walked to the coffin and opened it with his hands, I felt like opening a refrigerator, and the temperature of the entire yard dropped by one degree.

Uncle Zhou was a little embarrassed when he saw the scene inside, came over to tell me that he didn't say anything, and then shouted to come over to help and watch the excitement leave.

When I saw the police who came with me, and after understanding the situation, I called the police aside and explained that now everyone is here.

Although some people are covered in mud, at least they are alive.

I was more curious about the contents of the coffin, and walked up to me suspiciously, neatly stacked inside.

Small and exquisite, it is a delicate peach-pink little dress, delicate and cute, but it does not prevent it from conveying the frustration, it is a shroud.