Governor Zhang's face softened slightly, and he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Don't be stunned, hurry up and carry the coffin up, there are still a few graves over there that have not been dug up for the coffin." Once you've got this place done, I'm going to help someone else dig it up. ”

The officers and soldiers responded in unison, and then some people threw down some ropes from it, and a few very thick wooden sticks, and after several people tied up the big coffin of golden silk nanmu, they set up wooden sticks, and then a dozen people passed, and grabbed one end of the wooden stick on the left and right, ready to carry the big coffin out of the grave.

Somehow, the coffin seemed to be welded to the ground, and the dozen or so officers and soldiers even used their strength to feed, and everyone's faces were flushed, and the big coffin still couldn't move a bit, let alone carry it out.

Governor Zhang on the side was also shocked, although the coffin of this golden silk nanmu was extremely heavy, it was not so much that more than a dozen people couldn't lift it, not to mention that these dozen people were all good hands carefully selected from the barracks, and their kung fu was so good, how could this happen?

"Twenty more people, together to help carry the coffin!" Governor Zhang said in a deep voice.

Immediately, twenty more tall officers and soldiers came out of the crowd, and one by one they all untied their swords, rolled up their sleeves, and stood on both sides of the grave.

With the shouts of everyone, everyone exerted their strength together, but when they saw that the big coffin suddenly made a "squeak" sound, it was carried out of the tomb by these dozens of people about an inch or two away.

"Good! Let's work harder, we must carry the coffin out! Zhang Zhutou was on the side to boost morale, and his expression was very excited.

As soon as he finished saying this, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and then the black clouds rolled, rolling endlessly, the originally clear sky, instantly covered with dark clouds, the whole world in front of him seemed to be covered with a gray curtain, and the entire ancestral tomb of the Zhang family suddenly floated a mysterious atmosphere, which made people very depressed, and everyone's hearts inexplicably felt a moment of fear, as if they felt that something was going to happen.

Zhang Zhutou seemed to be struck by this thunder, the muscles of the whole body were tense, his legs and stomach involuntarily trembled, he looked up at the sky in horror, and saw the black clouds in the air roaring and rolling angrily, just like the huge waves surging in the sea, one wave next to the other, overwhelming, magnificent.

couldn't help but be shocked by this sudden change, and all the people in the ancestral tomb of the Zhang family were frightened by this abnormal weather, and they all looked up.

Those officers and soldiers carrying the coffin were all weak in fright, and they all let go of their hands, and the big coffin of heavy golden silk nanmu fell into the grave again, making a muffled sound of "bang", as if it hit everyone's heart, not only pain, but also depression and horror to everyone.

"What's wrong...... What's wrong...... What's going on? Governor Zhang looked up at the cloudy and rolling sky, and asked in horror.

The Dao Chiefs who were standing on the side also stood there one by one in a daze, no one spoke for a while, and the lean Dao Leader swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said in a trembling voice: "Zhang ...... Governor Zhang...... All right...... It's just like it's going to rain......"