Chapter 3: New graves are dug up
The night was dark, and the crows of the night crows pierced the sky. A new tomb, the soil is still moist, the good boulder surrounds the new tomb, and the tombstone carved in stone is gilded lacquer, showing that the owner of the new tomb is wealthy.
"Boss, do you really want to dig? Thisβbut the Prime Minister's family! The man dressed in black trembled a little while holding the shovel, and the fat on his face trembled with the corners of his mouth when he spoke.
"You see that labor and management are useless, the one above let you dig it, if you don't dig it today, I should dig you in a hurry!" The thin man in black on the side urged impatiently: "If you don't want to die, dig it quickly!" β
The fat man sighed helplessly, and looked left and right, as if he was afraid of being seen. He spat twice and waved his shovel. Within two hours, the newly erected tomb was opened, revealing a new coffin inside.
Just when the fat man was about to lift the lid of the coffin, he shouted loudly, which frightened the fat man's hand and the lid of the coffin was closed again.
"!" The thin man spat out, turned around and slipped away.
Before the fat man could react, he was already locked to the ground by the shoulders, like a ball of meat, half buried in the newly dug dirt mound.
"Sir! Sure enough, someone robbed the tomb! According to the fat man's subordinates, he said angrily to the old man who walked slowly to the side.
The old man's face was full of ravines, and the eyes of an eagle owl stared at the fat man's dirty face, and he spat out between his teeth: "Unload those cheap hooves!" As soon as the words fell, the fat man screamed.
The old man looked at the new coffin exposed to the moonlight, and his chest was like a pinprick. The vicissitudes of life stroked the dirt from the coffin. His good grandson, when he arrives, there is no peace! These bastards are too deceitful!
"Sir, in the coffin... What sound seems to be there?! β
I don't know who it is, but I seem to hear a sound coming from inside the coffin, and my face is full of disbelief! Even his hands couldn't stop trembling a little.
There was a sudden silence all around, and the fat man's screams were covered with his hands.
They all seemed to hear something, but they didn't know where it was coming from. Now that I've been reminded of it, it really feels like it came out of a coffin! ...... in the middle of the night How can there be a sound in a coffin? It's just a corpse?!!
"Knock-knock-" The sound of kicking inside the coffin sounded clearer in the quiet of the night.
"Sir! There really was a sound, coming from the coffin! The person who first noticed the voice screamed, pointing to the coffin that was about to be buried, with a strange expression on his face. No...... It's the young lady who cheated on the corpse, right?
Everyone was horrified and pale......
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"Awake?" A voice of surprise exploded.
Liuli sat up on the edge of the bed, her headache was splitting, her ears were buzzing, and she felt that her mind was blank.
When a woman by the bed saw her wake up, she immediately rushed out of the door: "Master! Miss is awake!! Miss is still alive! Really, alive!! β
Hearing the sound, the old man who was over half a hundred years old walked quickly, and when he saw the person sitting on the edge of the bed, he excitedly grabbed her hand. The old man had tears in his eyes, and his voice couldn't help but tremble: "Fu'er, Fu'er! β
Ruri looked at the old man at a loss, and the old man's ravine-filled face was covered with tears. The vicissitudes of life were a little rough, and the hand holding her kept trembling, as if she would disappear from his hand if he was careless.
"Fu'er ......" The old man called her for a long time, but he didn't see her answer, and found that something was wrong. The joy on his face faded, replaced by a strong sense of worry. The force in his hand increased a little more, and he repeated: "I am grandfather, I am grandfather!" β
Grandfather? When did she have an extra grandfather? Fu'er, who is it?
This old man is obviously in the age of sixties, but he doesn't know where the strength comes from makes her hurt!
Liuli lowered her eyes and scanned the surroundings, however, she found that her feet were actually 'smaller' an inch! Whose feet do they belong to? Is it hers? But why are her feet so small?
Could it be that this body is not his own, but what the old man called 'Fu'er'? So, she didn't come back from the dead, but borrowed the corpse to resurrect her soul??
Liuli felt a chill in her heart, even though she never believed in ghosts and gods, but how to explain it now?!