An ominous premonition rose in my heart, what is the situation now?

The black-haired hen in her hand was still quiet, but she suddenly struggled violently, and pecked her chest with her mouth.

I looked up at the sun overhead...... It's not a fake sun!

Just turned his head like this, and when he looked at it again, the head of the native master, along with the pair of embroidered boots, was gone......

"Mom! What about the head? Wang Da's frightened voice trembled.

Liu Maozi also seemed to be frightened, squatting on the edge of the coffin without saying a word......

"Wang Dabad, you have to go back and dismiss the weeping and mourning gang, this action seems to have angered it...... "I also have a headache, this cause is not the consequence, I have no clue at all!"

Wang Dabai nodded like a chicken pecking rice, it seems that this native master scared him a lot......

"Old Seven...... You see, there seems to be something in this coffin......" Liu Maozi, who had been squatting next to the coffin, suddenly said loudly.

I leaned over and found that there seemed to be a piece of paper at the bottom of the damp coffin, which looked thin and seemed to have words on it.

Liu Maozi stretched out his hand to pull it out, I quickly stopped Liu Maozi's hand, if this is ordinary paper, put it in the damp coffin for so long, I am afraid that it will be broken when I touch it, and I can't put it together when the time comes.

"What's going on?" Liu Maozi asked with a curtled retracted hand.

"Drying the coffin or drying it in the sun......" I thought about it for a long time, but I still wanted to find a faster way......

I asked Wang Dabao to make a smooth big stone, and a smooth wicker, carefully poured water from the side and slowly poured water into it, fortunately, the thin paper was full of floating, I carefully stretched the wicker under the paper, slowly picked it up, spread it on the stone, and dried it in a short time.

Fortunately, there are still some traces of ink on it, and the handwriting on it can be vaguely recognized.

"Old Seven, what's written on this?"

"It's a love letter, and the protagonist seems to be ...... Two men ......"

I read the text over and over again, and it mentioned that the two of them had been studying opera in the troupe since childhood, training together, and getting injured together...... Fall in love with each other, but because of this love that is not understood by the world, they are forcibly separated, and then they miss out on illness and can't afford to be seriously ill, so they cut off their hair for 3,000 and use it to embroider on the costume, hoping that they can protect him for a lifetime, and they can always protect him after their deaths, but they don't want the other party to be seriously ill and depressed, and they actually walked in front of themselves, so they spent all their savings and wanted to be buried together......

Guard...... Joint burial ......

So why is he alone now...... Wrong...... Where did the bodies go?

"Who will be buried?" I asked in a low voice.

"In the past, group burials were like the current cemeteries, where many people were buried in one place, and only the rich would be buried alone." Wang Dabai replied, his eyes a little evasive.

I looked behind me, there was a wasteland near here, the vision was very clear, the direction that Tufuzi pointed out just now, it didn't seem to be anything from a distance, but if I looked closely, there were one or two places that looked good, suitable for tombs......

"Old Seven...... You see that the soil on this coffin seems to be different from the picture of the place where it was dug just now, the picture on it is black and soft, but the soil in the willow forest is loess......" Liu Maozi buckled off a piece of soil, twisted it in the palm of his hand, and observed it carefully.

As soon as Liu Maozi said this, I realized that this soil seems to be really different, unless it is ......

"Liu Maozi, let's go, it is estimated that this thing will have to kill people again tonight, don't provoke this idle matter." I had a conjecture in my heart, so I stuffed the hen into Wang Dabai's hand, and dragged Liu Maozi to leave.

"It's not...... Two little brothers, don't you have a way to dream?! You can't just leave! "Wang Da Bad rushed over and blocked our way.

"Huh? Seventh, don't you have a ghost in this business, either ignore it or manage it until you die? Why are you ......" Liu Maozi also looked at me very puzzled.

"We have the heart to help, but some people never tell the truth, since we are looking for death, why should we help this?" I said as I left.

Wang Dabai seemed to hear the meaning of my words, lowered his head and was silent, his brows tightened, as if he was extremely entangled in something.

Before I could take a few steps, Wang Da Bad couldn't hold back his mouth.

"Little brother, I say...... I say it all...... As long as you can help me, brother! Wang Dabai seemed to have made a great determination, gritted his teeth fiercely, and then said.

"It's all my fault...... At that time, I also made some money by dumping goods, so I thought about changing the location of my ancestral tomb, and I just heard the Tufuzi say that there is a very good place for the group burial over there, and it must be smooth sailing when it is buried, but it is occupied by someone, so I investigated, and it was buried in the former singing...... I didn't have any children or daughters, so I thought...... Anyway, no matter how good the burial place is, he has no children and grandchildren, and he can't enjoy it, so he ......"

"So you threw out other people's coffins and replaced them with the coffins of your ancestors?!"

Although I thought of this possibility, I was still angry when this sentence came out of his mouth.

"No wonder! No wonder people want to get you, people don't know what they went through before they were alive, they couldn't be together during their lives, and they finally changed to a joint burial after death, and you broke it down! If I were I, I'd kill you! I scolded angrily.

"Little brother, I know now that I was wrong, that ...... What's the solution, even this Tufuzi is dead, and the next one must be me! Little brother, as long as you can save me, let me do anything! ”

This Wang Dabai almost cried, and he was about to kneel down for me, but this action was stopped by Liu Maozi.

"What's the deal with beheading? What's the deal with the tiara? Liu Maozi grabbed Wang Dabang's wrist fiercely and asked.

"This ...... This ......" Wang Dabai said this, and suddenly a very embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

"Okay, you are left to fend for yourself, and the depressed don't need to be dismissed, I will pay for them to cry for you for a few more days!" Liu Maozi was also ruthless, and as soon as he let go, Wang Dawei knelt straight on the ground.

"Brother! Other! I say! When we pried open the coffin, we found that the corpse inside had not yet decomposed, wearing this costume, listening to the Tufuzi say that although the normal costume looks gorgeous, it will not be inlaid with precious objects such as gemstones, but this tiara, which is full of jade and jade, we ...... He was moved by the thief's heart and wanted to take out this crown and sell it, but who knows...... No matter how hard we tried, we two old men couldn't take this crown off, and finally ...... We got a saw......"