At the beginning of August, the morning in the mountains was cold and dewy.

Duan Rubian had ** nightmares one after another, and all that appeared in the dream was the scene of Xiao Yanfeng's tragic death, and he was sitting at the stone table in front of the room at that time, looking at the early sun that showed a corner not far away.

Qinghe pushed open the door and stretched his waist, and found Duan Rufang sitting quietly not far away, his heart trembled, Qinghe vaguely felt that there was something wrong with Duan Rufang, and the eyes that had always been cold with a hint of sadness, and the isolated figure was distressing.

"Why did Miss get up so early" Qinghe stepped forward quickly, putting his hands on Duan Rufang's shoulders, "It's so cold in the mountains, Miss is still wearing such a little, if Miss is sick, my son-in-law will be distressed"

Even at this time, Qinghe didn't forget to say a few good words for his master, Duan Rubian gradually understood what Qinghe meant after getting along for such a long time, and Liu frowned slightly, "Don't talk nonsense"

Qinghe giggled, half-pulling and half-pulling Duan Rufang, "Yes, yes, Qinghe won't joke with Miss, Miss go in with me to change clothes, it's almost time for breakfast."

A few bluebirds landed on the trees in the courtyard, fluttered for a while, and flew away, and the crisp chirping was endless for a long time.

When Duan Ruhua came to the old lady's yard, Duan Ruhua also happened to arrive, today's sacrifice, dressed very plainly, Duan Ruhua was dressed in white, pulled her hair in a bun at will, her broken hair hung down her shoulders, her beautiful eyes were longing, her lips were smiling, and she strolled to meet the "third sister morning"

Duan Rubian clasped his hands and leaned over slightly, "Big sister is early"

Duan Ruhua was in a good mood, smiled and held Duan Ruhua's hand, the two talked and laughed and entered the hospital, the Shui family came early, and was sitting on the side chatting with the old lady, Duan Xuan was also there, interjecting a few sentences from time to time.

"Grandmother, mother, fifth sister, you get up so early" Duan Ruhua stepped forward, her face was crimson, and she looked like a small jasper, "I'm afraid I'm going to rely on it."

The old lady smiled heartily, "The big girl has been tired these days, it's not an exaggeration, I'm old with your mother, and I can't sleep for long."

Duan Rubian stood quietly on the side, too lazy to interject, and the old lady turned her head with a light smile, "Did the three girls sleep well?"

"Grandmother Lao cares, like a flawed ** good sleep" Duan Ruhua replied, the pale green brocade robe flew up with the wind, and the appearance of a gentle beauty made Duan Ruhua's eyes darken.

"Let's have dinner early, and after the afternoon, let's go and worship Xue'er," the old lady twisted the Buddha beads and said lightly.

"Yes, old lady"

No one thought that it would rain in the afternoon, and the raindrops hit the ground, and the mud under their feet stained the skirt.

Duan Fu and his entourage, under the leadership of Jingwen Shitai, held a bamboo umbrella and walked towards the bamboo forest behind Jingci Temple.

Duan Ruhua walked in front, turned his head to look at him from time to time, and told him loudly, "Third sister and fifth sister, you have to be careful, this road is not easy to walk, don't fall"

Although Duan Rubian was disgusted by Duan Ruhua's hypocrisy, he still raised the corners of his lips, "Big sister should also be careful" The two looked at each other, on the surface the sisterhood was deep, but in fact it was treacherous.

Duan Ruhua turned his head, his beautiful eyes flashed a cold color, and the red peony grabbed Duan Ruhua's hand, "Miss, don't worry, it will be removed in a few days"

Duan Ruhua was silent, but he had a plan in his heart.

The old lady followed Mrs. Jingwen, she should not have gone up the mountain in rainy weather when she was old, but she couldn't resist the thought of her young son, and this love was sincere.

remote mountains

A man in black stood quietly under a tree, watching a few guards not far away slowly lift a reddish-brown coffin from the ground.

The coffin is engraved with delicate patterns, and at a glance you can tell that the owner of the tomb is from a large family.

The man in black narrowed his eyes, stepped forward quickly, and said in an indifferent voice, "Open the coffin!"

The guards obeyed the order, and they all stepped forward to exert their strength together, only to hear a crisp sound, and the coffin opened a small crack, and with the movements of those people, the coffin lid was completely opened.

There was only a white dry bone left in the coffin, it was terrifying to see, the satin on the body was not visible**, at a glance, it was good, the man in black looked sideways for a while, and motioned to the guards to throw the dry bones out.

The white bones fell to the ground, shattered all over the ground, Bai Huahua's skull lay quietly on the side, and the sound of the wind blowing the leaves in the forest was very weird.

There were no burial goods on the face, but the bones were carried out, and the burial goods appeared one after another, full of gold covered the bottom of the coffin, and all kinds of precious stones were inlaid around the coffin, and all the gold, silver and jewelry were piled up on the side.

The man in black did not have any waves on his face, quietly stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards the pile of funeral goods, flipped through for a while, and did not seem to find what he was looking for, the man in black was a little angry, his strength increased, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the corner of the man's mouth raised a ghostly smile, and he raised his legs towards the pile of corpses.

Lifting his feet, stepping down, the skull cracked, and it was scattered there in great desolation.

Not far away, a figure flew into the air, with a low voice, "Master, someone is coming"

The man in black nodded, and flew away, and soon after, only a pile of bones and a coffin remained.

Master Jingwen froze too slowly, only to feel a gust of wind behind him, rushing to his head, hurriedly lowered his head and twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, trembling and chanting the Buddha name.

When the old lady saw that Master Jingwen was not leaving, she immediately had some doubts, and just wanted to go up to take a look, but was stopped by Master Jingwen

"Old ...... Old lady, the weather is not good today, no ...... Why don't you come tomorrow......"

Her voice trembled, which added to the uneasiness and confusion in the old lady's heart, and she coldly stepped forward and pushed away Mrs. Jingwen, and the next second she was stunned

"Xue'er!"

The terrible cry pierced the sky, and the old lady rushed forward as if she was desperate, her feet were muddy, and she fell down at once, her clothes sticky and muddy, and she was embarrassed.

Duan Ruhua bit his lower lip, his body trembled a little, he didn't dare to step forward, Shui Shi was also startled, don't look over his head and didn't dare to look, Duan Ruhua suppressed the fierce color in his eyes, and sneered in his heart

It seems that Duan Mansion is indeed hated, Duan Xue has been dead for so many years, and someone will open the coffin and dig the grave......

"Grandmother...... Grandmother, slow down" Duan Ruhua dropped the bamboo umbrella in his hand, stepped forward to help the old lady, and tears crossed her white cheeks, beautiful as a beautiful thing.

The old lady's eyes were hollow, her lips were moving, the corners of her eyes were frowning, and her white hair looked even older.

The Shui clan also stepped forward to help the old lady, and the three of them cried together and walked towards it, Duan Rufang stood quietly for a while, bowing his head thoughtfully.

Duan Xuan passed by her, and inadvertently touched Duan Rufang, and a cold voice sounded, "If you are distracted at this time, you will be disgusted by the old lady"

Duan Rubian smiled lightly, shook his head and followed, the cold wind blew behind him, Duan Rubian immediately turned his head, but he saw an empty mountain, and his heart was swaying.

Summoning Qinghe, Duan Rubian whispered a few words, Qinghe was ordered to leave, Duan Rubian quietly watched the old lady cry and pounce on Duan Xue's bones, a chill flashed in her eyes, there was a ghost......