Cuiping Mountain is stationed and repaired by the Mo family all year round, so the road is quite smooth.

Clean steps all the way up to the hillside cemetery.

In the past 10,000 years, the Mo family has more than 100 heads alone.

Together with the clansmen, the dense crowd occupies almost the entire hill.

Then the incense was put on the table, and the head of the family, Mo Yanjing, personally explained the reason. After going through all the rules, the grave will be officially opened.

This is a serious and tedious job, even if the Mo family has enough manpower, it is enough to work all day before it finally comes to an end.

By this time, the sun had set and the torches were blazing.

And at this moment, Mo Yanjing, the old man who had been standing by and staring at the spirit of the clansmen, suddenly called Mo Fengwu over.

"Wu'er, come here."

Mo Fengwu was not far away, and he walked over quickly when he heard the words.

"Grandfather, you call me."

"Come with me."

As he spoke, the old man Mo Yanjing bypassed everyone and stopped in front of the remaining mound. Road:

"Here, you come."

Mo Fengwu was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, his expression instantly froze.

Compared to the other mounds, the one in front of me is slightly larger. There are some wild grasses growing on it, but overall it looks fairly clean.

And just in front of the mound, there stood a stone tablet with the names of two people clearly written on it.

Left: Mo Nanfeng

Right: Luan butterfly smoke

This is...... Own parents!

Mo Fengwu stood in place, rarely stunned. At this time, the old man Mo Yanjing came over and said in a low voice:

"Wu'er, your parents' coffins, you should come in person."

As he spoke, Mo Yanjing handed over a shovel.

Mo Fengwu nodded silently, then knelt down respectfully and kowtowed, then took the shovel and stepped forward to start the grave.

However, it was said that Mo Fengwu was asked to raise the grave himself, but in fact, it was just a few shovels that began. After that, there are naturally people to do it.

So after a few spades, Mo Fengwu retreated, and a group of Mo family members quickly stepped forward, followed by half an hour's effort, and a coffin coffin came into view.

As the eldest son of the Mo family, Mo Nanfeng's coffin is naturally good. Now, nearly 20 years later, the pattern is still clear, and there is no trace of damage.

Mo Fengwu and the old man Mo Yanjing stood not far away, looking at the coffin. Mo Fengwu was better, and the old man Mo Yanjing's eyes were already red at this time.

His most glorious son went so inexplicably back then.

As a father, even after so many years, I still can't let go.

The atmosphere was a little solemn, and Mo Fengwu wanted to comfort her, but in the end she didn't say anything. At this time, several careful subordinates of the Mo family were dusting off the floating soil on the coffin, but at this time, a subordinate suddenly whispered:

"Huh? The coffin seemed to be moving. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you're wrong."

"That's it! The uncle and the eldest lady have been gone for so many years, don't talk nonsense, be careful to let the old lady and the eldest lady hear. ”

"Huh? Well, maybe I'm wrong......"

The subordinate who had just spoken touched his head and continued to work. But in the next second, he suddenly stiffened.

"You, did you just see that?"

The companion who told him to shut up before was also stunned at this moment.

He stiffly looked at the coffin in front of him and nodded in horror.

"Move, move...... It's really moving! ”

"I, I, I saw ...... too"

"Me ...... too"

Several subordinates turned pale and looked at each other silently. And their strange appearance immediately attracted Mo Fengwu's attention, and then asked: